Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

The diary "slap!" fell heavily on the floor.

Lin Feiyu stared at the thick diary, panting heavily involuntarily, gradually, gradually, he felt that he had no strength left in his body, and he slid down the desk and sat on the floor slowly, thinking A vast expanse of whiteness.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly remembered something, took out the phone with great difficulty from his pocket, clicked on the browser, and typed the word "Song Ran" in the search box.

He gritted his teeth tightly, almost masochistic, and carefully looked at those extremely admirable profiles word by word.

Song Ran, the former CEO of the Song Group, was born on April 199, 4X. He graduated from the Finance Department of T University. After Song Gang, Bai Wenxin and his wife had an accident in a car accident, Song Ran, who had just graduated, took over the Song Group. He faced various doubts from all sides. , shouldering the burden alone...

On April 199, 4X, Lin Feiyu stared at the birthday, swipe his finger on the phone screen, and tapped the phone calendar. Sure enough, the lunar calendar corresponding to April 5, 199X was exactly March 4, brother mobile phone password.

Song Ran graduated from the Finance Department of T University, while his elder brother only graduated from a general college. His elder brother told himself a lot of financial knowledge, and even had very unique insights into certain investment fields. When he asked about it, his elder brother said He vaguely said that he had been taught by an expert, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he could only guess that the expert was probably Xue Jianguo.

Now that I think about it, the tall man my brother mentioned is probably Song Ran. When my brother was Song Ran's little lover in Cuiwei Garden, Song Ran was happy to be served, so he taught his brother some things casually. Admiring him so much, loving him so much, he actually memorized all those things firmly, and even taught them to himself many years later.

With more and more evidence, Lin Feiyu gradually became numb.

He was sitting on the floor leaning on the desk, staring blankly at the poster of Song Ran on the opposite wall. That handsome, mature man was so similar to himself, with amber eyes and smiling lips, he was condescending in the poster Looking at himself, as if looking at a ridiculous ant.

Looking at the old yellowed poster, Lin Feiyu gradually had a terrible thought in his heart. Was all of these seven years planned by his brother from the beginning?

He slowly lowered his eyes, looked at the diary on the floor, and felt that it was like a poisonous snake, a poisonous snake that he never wanted to touch again. After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth, picked up the diary, and slowly flipped through to the back.

"Something happened to him."

There were several blank pages at the back, and then some very scribbled writing, almost unreadable, as if scribbled drunk: "I miss him so much, I miss him so much, I miss him so much, I miss him so much..."

"If only I could make him a vegetable."

After this sentence, my brother never wrote a diary again.

Lin Feiyu stared at the drunken messy handwriting, and slowly recalled everything in the past. By the way, the year Song Ran had an accident was the year that bitch brought him to Chunjiang Community.

A few days ago, when the bitch was making trouble, she also said that many years ago, when her brother saw her taking him to find a house, he took the initiative to tell her that the house opposite was rented out, and the rent was very cheap.

That bitch is full of lies, but this matter may not be a lie.

Did everything start at that time?

At that time, the bitch was kicked out by the previous landlord because of prostitution, so she had to drag herself around to find a house. I was only 13 years old at the time, and I had a fever for a few days, so I had no impression of what happened around me. His health gradually improved, and he has already moved into the Chunjiang Community.

After living in Chunjiang Community, he noticed that the neighbor across the street was a handsome young man. The young man seemed very decadent and often got drunk. Twice he happened to meet him in the corridor, and his expression was still a bit dumb. He often steals his takeaway, but he doesn't care much, he is a fool.

Until that day, because of a fried chicken milk tea, the young man came to the rooftop, and later became his brother.

Thinking about it now, all the timelines can be completely aligned. Song Ran was in a coma in a car accident, and her brother was sad and drunk. When he met him by chance, he had a strange idea and wanted to make himself look like Song Ran.

Whether it's giving yourself a black diamond watch, buying MH clothes with you, or teaching yourself about financial investment, all of these are not because of the love and pity I thought, but because my brother wants to build himself into a Song Ran's appearance is just like the cotton doll he sewed, and he is also a doll, a fake doll.

Later, the longer I grew, the more I looked like Song Ran, and I fell in love with my brother again. I tried every means to pester my brother, but my brother was at a loss. On the one hand, he looked at his face and the rose tattoo, and refused at all. On the other hand, he wanted to guard his body for the unconscious Song Ran and his man.

That's why my brother had those extremely contradictory reactions. While trembling and enduring his rude violations, showing that fragile appearance in front of himself; Reject yourself, refuse to let yourself touch again.

Because my brother felt sorry for Song Ran, and he regarded Song Ran who played with him as his lover. He felt that he had betrayed his lover. I was miserable for several days.

As for Song Qingshuang, he actually likes that damned Song Ran just like his elder brother, so at the beginning, he had a strange hostility towards his elder brother, always insulting his elder brother as a slut, and after he had a fight with him that day , completely offended him, so Song Qingshuang deliberately let himself see the scene in Song Zhai's bedroom. He already knew that kind of relationship between his brother and Song Ran, and he was just a poor wretch.

Lin Feiyu couldn't help recalling those messy past events, many originally weird details, at this moment are like scattered beads, and brother's diary is a thread, which strings all the beads together Together, a perfect truth is strung together.

My brother loves that Song Ran so humblely, that Song Ran is his heaven, his god, but I am just a cheap fake, and I have some whimsical dreams all day long, feeling that my brother loves and pities me so much, He even imagined that after the two of them had that kind of relationship, the elder brother might become enlightened and fall in love with him. It wasn't the elder brother's love for his younger brother, but the kind of love that a wife has for her husband.

In fact, my brother also has that kind of love, but he humbled and submissively praised it to other men.

Lin Feiyu sat on the floor numbly, the golden afterglow of the sunset gradually dimmed, and the bright and soft moonlight shone in. After an unknown amount of time, the east gradually turned pale, and the night passed like this.

Two little sparrows that got up early landed on the window sill, chirped a few times, and looked into the room curiously.

Lin Feiyu trembled slightly, and raised his eyes as if waking up from a dream, those beautiful almond eyes were full of fine bloodshot eyes, he looked extremely haggard, as if the whole person had been completely crushed, but at the same time there was a kind of A strange feeling, as if it was so cold and hard that it could no longer be impeccable.

He suddenly pulled the corner of his lips lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then I don't have to feel guilty."

……

The Song family's old house, the basement of the study.

Song Ran squinted his eyes and carefully flipped through the thick stack of old documents in his hand. Since there was a pinhole camera above his head, he still pretended to take pictures whenever he found a large invoice, pretending that he was looking for tax evasion evidence of.

Suddenly, his hand paused slightly, and then he flipped through those pages as if nothing had happened, but he recalled the content he had just read in his mind.

It was a very simple travel reimbursement voucher, the paper was already yellowed, and the column of the reimburser said his father's name, Song Min, and the place of business trip was Rongcheng.

Rongcheng is one of the key areas of the Song Group. It is not surprising that my father went there as an executive, but the itinerary of the taxi inside is very strange. The itinerary shows that my father went to a certain place in Rongcheng. private bank.

The Song Group in the early days was very small. For the convenience of management, there were several public accounts for taxis. The itinerary of this taxi was typed out by the careful cashier with the public account. Into the old data.

Song Ran recalled the itinerary details he saw just now, and his heart skipped a beat. He is very familiar with some private banks. Many private banks will provide customers with safe deposit box business. Could it be that the relevant certificate of the 35% shares The documents, in the safe of that private bank?

……Probably.

And the timeline is also correct. If my parents had a conflict with Song Gangbai Wenxin and his wife, and my father felt some kind of threat, he would put important documents in the private bank safe, and then bring his mother and himself back home under the pretext of visiting relatives. I went to my hometown in Liucheng, but encountered a robbery and murder case on the way, and I was stranded in an orphanage when I was young, and that important document was lost in the private bank, and no one cared about it.

Song Ran thought about all this over and over again, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right. At this moment, his cell phone vibrated suddenly.

"Buzz buzz..." The basement was very quiet, and the phone vibrated loudly. Song Ran was startled, but when he looked at the phone, it was Lin Feiyu who called.

"Brother, what are you doing? Today is the weekend, I'm so bored."

How old is this person, still in the same coquettish tone as before, Song Ran laughed secretly, while lowering his voice, "I'm busy, what can you do?"

Lin Feiyu complained: "Brother, why are you always busy? When will you come back?"

Song Ran explained: "Boss Song needs to be taken care of here, I really can't leave now."

"Oh, he needs to be taken care of..." Lin Feiyu's tone was a little weird, but soon became brisk again, "That's fine, but brother has to make it up to me."

Song Ran said helplessly: "How to compensate? Take you to a big meal?"

"Big meal... that kind of big meal?" Lin Feiyu smirked and whispered, "Brother, do you still remember that there is a big bathroom on the second floor of our newly bought villa? There is a whole wall of mirrors in the bathroom Oh, I want my brother to face the mirror, and then hug him from behind, so that my brother can watch with his own eyes the whole process of being loved..."

Song Ran's cheeks were a little hot, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "Lin Feiyu, what are you thinking about all day long?"

Lin Feiyu was aggrieved and said: "My brother said he wanted to compensate me, but I just said what kind of compensation I want. Why did my brother scold me?"

Song Ran rubbed her temples with a headache: "Xiao Yu, you are messing around..."

"I like my brother. If I want to do that kind of thing with my brother, why are you messing around?" At this point, Lin Feiyu paused for a while, and then said clearly, "I understand, do you want to see that rose tattoo? It's easy to handle, I hold my brother in my arms, and my brother puts his chin on my shoulder, so he can be loved by me, and at the same time look at the rose tattoo in the mirror, so my brother will always be satisfied, right?"

Song Ran didn't know what to say about him, but he had been away for more than a month, and Lin Feiyu had just had sex, so he probably got bored during this time, and he could understand it as a man.

The last time Song Ran was made to look like that by the little bastard, Song Ran always felt very awkward and a little embarrassed, but he has always been open-minded, and he has done a lot of psychological construction recently, thinking that he can slowly try to accept things that he couldn't before After all, Lin Feiyu and Lin Feiyu were together in a daze. Although it was embarrassing to be made like that by the little bastard, they couldn't always avoid it. After all, to some extent, this was also a kind of responsibility between lovers.

Thinking of this, Song Ran coughed lightly, and said awkwardly: "That... let's talk about it later."

"I knew, brother must like this." Lin Feiyu chuckled inexplicably, and then suddenly remembered something, "By the way, there is a dinner party next Friday night, and Director Cui, Mr. Liu, and Miss Xiaoxin will come , it’s about the next big-budget movie, brother, come too, this is business, Xiao Song should always ask you to ask for leave.”

Song Ran counted the time, nodded and said, "Okay, I will go."

Lin Feiyu narrowed his eyes lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly, but his voice was very gentle and light: "Well, I will pick up my brother then."