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I stared at Andre's tattoo for a long time, with a delicate mood, probably similar to a housewife who loves cleanliness when she sees her children covering the wall with Mother's Day graffiti, and wakes up in the middle of the night to find a cat squatting on the bedside with a mouse in its mouth Waiting for the reward.

Powerless, funny, and slightly inappropriately moved.

"Why did you suddenly want to get a tattoo?"

He walked towards me, and the creepy ghost face on his body got closer to me, but under such a vivid impact, Andre's face became more and more beautiful: "I've thought about it for a long time."

I raised my hand to brush the ink-colored handwriting on my skin, and I was very grateful that I had practiced my signature so elegantly, which to some extent diluted the embarrassment of having my name tattooed on someone else: "Mom will definitely be upset if you do this."

"I'm already an adult." He curled his lips, "What does she think is none of my business?"

"Does it hurt?"

Andre shook his head, I signaled him to put on his coat, and he obediently did so: "It doesn't hurt. Besides, my brother and mine are a couple, I'm very happy."

"Me too? Where?"

I have no memory of this incident at all in my mind, but I asked calmly, as if I was not at the mercy of my willful brother when I lost my memory.

His eyes widened, he was even more surprised than me, and after a while he asked tentatively, "Aren't you angry, brother?"

"Why am I angry?"

Andre and I looked at each other for a few seconds, seeing that he didn't respond, we reached out and unbuttoned our pajamas.He looked at me blankly, like a beautiful and innocent doll when his expression was frozen.

In fact, it was easy to find. Most of the scabs had fallen off on the lower part of my lower abdomen, revealing the tattoos with smooth lines.The pattern is beautiful, with a subtle eroticism blooming on the pale skin.

Brambles are wrapped among unknown flowers, cascading around the name in the middle.

Andrei.

I stroked the tattoo lightly and didn't speak for a long time.Andre panicked instead, and came up to hold my wrist: "How do you feel, brother?"

"Looks good." I patted the back of his hand reassuringly, "Just as long as you are happy."

He bit his lip, looked at me back and forth, and said worriedly: "Brother, you seem a little different."

"What's the difference?" I pointed to my head, and explained reasonably, "You must have asked me for my opinion before you tattooed me, but I have psychogenic amnesia, and I often don't know what I'm doing, so I'm confused I agreed to you. It's not your fault, it's my fault that I didn't have time to make it clear. The tattoos are all tattooed, so I have to accept it. Is it possible that I can still beat you up?"

"Amnesia? Frequent attacks?"

"It's been quite frequent recently." I smiled wryly, "I broke my head before, and there may be some sequelae, but I'm slowly recovering."

He nodded thoughtfully.I moved my legs. Although the movement was difficult and awkward, it was a good sign to move slowly.

The situation of being unable to read words some time ago has also improved a lot. With a little survival instinct, this broken but tenacious body has been tinkering everywhere, and it barely lasts until today.

"Don't move around." Andre stopped my movement, his golden forehead covered his eyes, I heard his concerned tone, and his voice was soft, "I know you've been lying down for a long time and feel uncomfortable, wait until the doctor comes for an examination tomorrow." Get out of bed, okay?"

"Don't use the tone of coaxing children."

"I know, brother."

I lay down obediently, not because I was persuaded by him, but because the injections injected into my veins started to take effect.Consciousness gradually became drowsy, and before I fell into drowsiness again, I thought to myself where did this kid get so much medicine?The blood vessels on both arms were bruised and full of pinholes, and he pretended I didn't see them.

The doctor said that rehabilitation could be done, so for the next few days I struggled with crutches and walked up and down the room.

Andre stared at me closely at first, for fear that I would run away, but then he realized that I was limping like a chick before I left the villa, so he gave up on stalking Childish behavior.

After being able to get out of bed, I have a better grasp of the outside situation.But I didn't see the housekeeper sent by my mother. The ones who helped me recover were a few foreign women. They were all tall and muscular, and standing there was very intimidating.

Andre said it was a babysitter. I have played shooting with Yin Wenjun for a long time. The gun calluses on the palms of these women are thicker than the club's coaches.But he said so, I also treat it as a real nanny.

They can understand Chinese, but they can't speak it well, except for a few basic vocabulary, they often answer questions that are not relevant.I tried other languages ​​one by one, and one of them responded to Spanish, so I stepped up efforts to establish a good relationship with her. As a result, this woman was fired by Andre the next day.

He was too nervous about my every move, wishing he could stick to me all the time, the first thing he did when he went out and returned to the villa was to find out where I was.

I accepted it all, and even put a lot of effort into reassuring him.Compared with constantly being injected with drugs of unknown origin, excessive desire for control is no big deal, not to mention Andre is good-looking, and acting coquettishly is also pleasing to the eye.

He doesn't take the initiative to ask for sex. Most of the time he just let me lie in his arms and read to me, or draw pictures with me.The existence of mother, Yang Chen, Song Cheng and others was deliberately ignored by us, maintaining this balance of mutual satisfaction, and Andre and I are more like a pair of close brothers than ever.

I've figured it out a lot these days.Selfish and cruel, self-willed, and doing his own way, he used the traits he learned from his mother against her. Like tattoos, I am a sharp long knife at my fingertips.

Realizing this incident didn’t make me uncomfortable. In the past, I would definitely have to think a lot and torture myself enough. What is the meaning of family affection, my position in Andre’s heart, my mother’s love for me? view.Now I can calmly hold him while distracted, not worrying about it at all.

There is no need to get entangled. People are destined to struggle with external forces. A more sensational statement is that everyone has their own calamity.Andre's Jie is a demanding and perfect mother, Song Cheng's Jie is a dream that cannot be tolerated by the family, and Yang Chen's Jie is never knowing how to love and cherish.

So what is my calamity?

The sun fell on Andre's body, shining the hair and eyelashes almost transparent.He raised his eyes to look at me, his eyes seemed to contain a pool of blue lake water, sparkling, his pale rose-colored lips pursed into a slight smile, and there were sweet dimples on his cheeks.

Holy and beautiful, as long as his wish is fulfilled, he can become the blond angel in his dream.

"I didn't expect such a day to come." Andre rubbed my neck and murmured attached, "It's like a dream. Brother, no one will bother us, and we don't have to go back to that annoying Home."

I smiled and planted a kiss on his forehead.The setting sun sprinkled the sky with brilliant light, and finally turned into a crimson heart, hanging precariously on the edge waiting to be swallowed by the twilight.

Tomorrow the sun will rise as usual, and my kalpa has not changed from beginning to end.

When Yin Wenjun came, there was no sound, and I was sweating down my back and moving forward step by step, holding the crutch so hard that my knuckles turned white.Suddenly smelling a wisp of smoke, I thought I was hallucinating.

Looking back, he was leaning against the door, obviously with a handsome and elegant face, deliberately making a lazy gesture.

"Why don't you talk? You startle me."

"I'm afraid that exhaling will blow you away." He commented, "It's like a sick beauty to be so thin."

I was speechless for a few seconds at Yin Wenjun's nonsense, and he was worthy of being able to describe a man with a bloodless face like a ghost as a sick beauty.The woman who was taking care of me went over to put out the cigarette, and this time it was his turn to startle: "What are you doing?!"

"No smoking, I'm a patient." I glanced at him and continued to walk with difficulty, "Why did Andre let you in?"

"As his partner, I have the right to come in and out here. Besides, I mortgaged this house to your mother, and it was finally in Andre's hands, and it became your residence. It's really fate." No wonder Yin Wenjun had When capital invests and starts a business, it turns out that it sells its own real estate.He sat cross-legged on the tatami, "Xu Junyan, aren't everyone in your family a little nervous?"

"No way, they pursue interests to the point of bewilderment." I said, "Have you ever seen a normal person in this situation?"

"Just like my family, everyone fights like black-eyed chickens." He smiled, "Brother Mushroom, we are like a family, but it's a pity that we were born in the wrong place."

"Don't let Andre hear this, or he will go crazy again."

Although I knew that Yin Wenjun was not a good person, but his smiling face was too friendly, and he praised the "nanny" for his unique temperament and serious work, and then ordered her to serve tea and water.The woman left the room, and I also relaxed, sat and chatted with him casually, he paused: "You have changed a lot."

I looked at myself, I have been bedridden for so long, and there seems to be no part of my body that remains the same.Yin Wenjun waved his hand: "It gave me a different feeling. You used to... I don't know how to describe it better. Negative? Depressed? It makes people think that you have a lot of things to say in your heart, and the air pressure around you is a little lower. Spend."

"I didn't think about it before." I said, "Actually, people don't have to make themselves so tired. I just drew a pretty face at the beginning. Now I have a beautiful younger brother who takes good care of me. It's good, I don't want to bother."

He looked at me carefully and sighed: "Although Andre is smart, he has a temper like a child. He doesn't think about some things. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you forever."

After a moment of silence, I said, "What else did my mother ask you to say?"

"You guessed it." Yin Wenjun shrugged embarrassingly, "I think I act like a neutral party."

"Liar, I didn't expect you to admit it so quickly. It's impossible for Andre to let outsiders in. You can see me, probably because he was called away by his mother and couldn't get out for a while."

He said helplessly: "You know that I don't like to interfere in other people's family affairs, but I can't afford to offend them, so I just passively sabotage my work. Let me see that there are still such eccentric mothers in the world."

I am noncommittal, she has always been like this to me, and since she knew that I was with Andre, the superficial warmth has disappeared.

"She said that she could give you a sum of money, enough to live comfortably, and guaranteed that you would go abroad to start a new life without being found by anyone. The only request was that you should not have any contact with Andre." Yin Wenjun said, " As long as you agree, she will arrange to leave immediately."

I was out of my mind for a while, and closed my eyes: "I thought she would say this in person, but I didn't expect that she wouldn't even look at my son."

She must be very disappointed in me, but fortunately I don't care anymore.

"Tell her that you don't need to give me money or air tickets, but she needs to help me take away everyone in the villa, including Andre. Give me another car, I have hands and feet, and I will leave by myself."

"Your legs can drive? Shall I pick you up at the foot of the mountain?"

Maybe he thought I would refuse, but Yin Wenjun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that I agreed, and then frowned with disapproval on his face: "Junyan, there are many people looking for you outside, where do you live after you leave? How do you live? It’s not worth putting yourself in for a moment of pique.”

I shook my head, lowered my eyes, and assumed a stubborn attitude that would not listen to persuasion.He tried to lure me for a long time, and seeing that I was determined not to change, he had no choice but to say: "Call me when you are in trouble. Anyway, it is a friendship since childhood. Although I am not capable of helping you change the status quo, it is not impossible to help you at all." superior."

"Thank you, Brother Earthworm." Hearing this, I looked at Yin Wenjun seriously, "When I see my mother, please tell her, I have already paid for the biggest mistake in her life."

"Her biggest mistake was to develop Andre's personality like this." He didn't know why, so he comforted me without much thought, "It's okay to go out to avoid the limelight, and after a few years, all the love-hate entanglements fade away. Come back. If you change to a new place, don’t forget what I said about carpe diem, the most important thing is to live happily.”

I smiled and said, "I know, I understand."