salt by salt

"Sometimes I don't understand you."

Andre said in the co-pilot: "Although I think we are very similar."

"Where does it look like?" It is the rush hour for work, and the traffic jam is very serious.There is still some distance to the hospital, so I am not in a hurry, "I don't want to say what you and Song Cheng talked about, so I want to change the subject?"

His little trick was exposed by me bluntly, but I answered frankly: "Brother, do you mind?"

"It's okay, there's a lot of time, take your time." I smiled, took a bottle of mineral water from the car and took a sip, "For last night's sake."

He was willing to put down his posture to do this kind of thing for me, and I was somewhat touched.

"I haven't talked to my brother. Actually, I hate my mother, and I hate her imposing what she wants on me."

Andre pursed his lower lips and said, "She is a very selfish person, she acts entirely on the basis of interest and whim. That's why there are children like me."

My mother is almost just a faint shadow in my impression, and the only few contacts did not leave any good impressions.But it was a little unpleasant to hear him speak in such a spoiled childish tone.

I wanted to refute him, but when I thought about it carefully, I suddenly understood the reason why he said unscrupulously hurtful words to me before.

At first I thought it was because he was sincerely contemptuous and hated me, but later he still stuck to me and begged for kisses.Thinking about it now, it was because he didn't care about other people's feelings at all, and he did what he wanted to do immediately.

It's unreasonable to do things in one's own way to such an extent that it is simply inferior.

At a red light, I stopped the car slowly with mixed feelings.

Andre looked out the window, leaving only the outline of my side face and fair neck: "Even if I hate my mother, I have to admit that we are all like her, and we pursue perfection in our hearts."

"for example?"

"I want a lover who is completely centered on me and regards me as his god. No matter what his past is, he will only see me from now on."

I glanced at him: "It's not easy... But you are good-looking, maybe you will meet me."

"Brother, you don't really need that man named Song Cheng, you just want pure love. Anyone is fine, as long as his performance meets your requirements, even if you don't love him, you will convince yourself to be with him Together."

Andre turned his head and stared at me steadfastly, and suddenly showed a smile.His expression was indifferent all the way, and when he smiled, his eyebrows were affectionate, really blooming like a rose, gorgeous and dazzling:

"In that case, why can't I?"

I turned my eyes away, and reluctantly scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, we are brothers."

"I didn't use this sentence to reject me last night. Isn't it too late to say it now? Brother, I don't ask you to treat me as an ordinary man. On the contrary, it is because I am your brother that I hope you will seriously consider my request." suggestion."

"We are the closest relatives to each other, infinitely stronger than marriage. Vows can be betrayed, but blood can't." He continued, "I know you can also do what I want. About this point from your love It can be seen from that man's attitude. Brother, you are the kind of person I want, and you are the most suitable. "

"I can give you all the feelings you want, focus, enthusiasm, and uniqueness. We have each other, and we can live together for a lifetime without anyone questioning—an older brother will always be an older brother, and a younger brother will always be a younger brother."

I was speechless for a moment, unable to refute in the face of his aggressive aura.

Most of the time, I don't think carefully about Andre's ideas, or even deliberately ignore them.

In the final analysis, it was difficult to sort out my feelings for him, which made me unable to calmly consider his several statements, and blindly regarded them as unrealistic jokes.

The blood relatives reunited after many years, and I had an uncontrollable longing for him, and a self-apologetic disregard for ethics.

Because he is too beautiful and dazzling, there is a deep-seated jealousy, and also the pride and comfort of being an older brother.

Sometimes he does too much, and I inevitably feel impatient and disgusted, but I still can't ignore the unspeakable joy when I am stared at by him.

He knows that I am despicable and dissolute, and I am willing to be low.I know he has a terrible personality and a liar.

We maintain this morbid relationship, and I know the reason for it has nothing to do with any unfathomable things, probably because only Andre would tell me bluntly...

He needs me.

"...Now is not the time to talk about such things." The car behind honked its horn and urged me irritably. .”

"It's okay, I know my brother has listened, so you can think about it slowly."

"You first explain why you are talking nonsense with Song Cheng, and we will talk about it later."

"That person." Andre blinked. "After all, I bought that photo. It won't be difficult to get the contact information of the photographer and model."

"So you brought him to the dinner party?" I turned cold, "Tell me."

"No." He said without hesitation, "It's definitely not me. I also wonder why he is there, he shouldn't be there."

I stared at him, unable to find any flaws from that calm face, so I turned my head and concentrated on driving: "You better not be lying."

"Brother, these things are too annoying. We can go to a place where we won't be disturbed by anyone." His voice was soft and sweet, "I'll draw with you, just the two of us."

"Not to mention anything else, first of all, my mother will definitely not agree to this matter."

"Her opinion is not important, and you are not living for her."

I was stunned for a moment by his cold tone when he said this: "Andre! Don't you have any gratitude at all? Don't be ungrateful, and always take other people's feelings into consideration."

He looked puzzled: "Why does it have to be like this?"

"Nobody lives just for themselves!"

"Who is that brother living for? Brother Yucheng? Grandpa? That man named Yang Chen, or Song Cheng?" Andre smiled slightly, reminding me of the smile of that angelic little boy who was sure to win, "Brother live Are you happy?"

"A lot of things can't be measured by whether you are happy or not." I paused, and said bitterly, "Don't think so much."

He asked: "Even if all the decisions my mother makes are hurting me, I have to consider her feelings? Even if I don't want to be held by her, I must listen to her? Even when I go back to China Because...forget it."

I didn't answer, the smile on his face faded, and the air in the car became dull.

"...We are all trapped in a cage, the difference is that you no longer have the courage to fly away."

I stretched out my hand to rub the space between my eyebrows: "You think this way because you haven't grown up. Mom treats you very well. Isn't she the one who arranges the villa you live in and the funds in your hand?"

"My brother has only graduated a few years ago. As a vice president, the money for the car is also given by the family?"

Andre looked at me sideways with calm eyes.He said softly: "Brother, have you never thought of leaving? Leave this place, go far away, and never come back—"

In the summer vacation of the second year of junior high school, I was selected by my teacher to participate in a summer camp held by a college.

That whole summer I was far away from Xu's house, there was no quiet and dull atmosphere, I didn't have to move around carefully, and I wouldn't be teased by Xu Yuzhong.

I met many new friends, talked about the future with the group members, and worked together to complete the task.In the end we won the first prize in the speech group, and everyone got a certificate and a gleaming gold medal.

On the day I packed my luggage and went home, the driver drove silently, and I wanted to escape for a second.

I was absent-minded during dinner, and suddenly I heard Xu Yuzhong mention my name: "Xiaoyan, is summer camp fun?"

I put down my chopsticks and stood up, bowed my head and replied, "It's okay."

"A classmate of mine also went to participate. He said that my brother, you won a medal, which is very good." He smiled, "Why don't you tell grandpa the good news when you come back for such a good thing?"

"Just a little speech contest."

When I was answering, my heart was beating like a drum, and the old man didn't even look at me, but said, "Young people, don't compete with your tongue."

In the evening Xu Yucheng came to my room to chat with me, and tactfully told my grandfather that he didn't like me participating in these ostentatious competitions, and asked me to choose activities carefully in the future.I knew in my heart that he just didn't want others to know the source of my identity, which would embarrass the Xu family.

get away.

I opened the window late at night, and the black wind blew across my cheeks.I chewed those two words several times, and secretly made up my mind.

One day I'm going to do whatever it takes to get out of here.

Someday.