salt by salt

Yin Wenjun did not live up to my expectations, and brought back news half a month later: Hélène was in debt because of excessive alcoholism and drug dependence, and was able to repay it because of the funding from the Andre family.After her death, all works were named and left in the private art gallery owned by Andre's father.

In a letter to a friend, Hélène said that she was cursed and inherited the gene of insanity.And my mother once told me that Andre's aunt suffered from a family-run mental illness.

The same year Hélène died, André's aunt was buried in the family cemetery.

Coincidence?

How can there be so many similarities?

If they were the same person—what kind of man would marry a woman who looked like his twin sister?

Yin Wenjun is probably also aware of this chaotic relationship. He has always known how to protect himself wisely, so he did not make any comments, and silently sent the information to me for my judgment.

I got the information I wanted, got up and said goodbye to him, but he didn't stay long, just said: "You are also a big boss, it's boring to stay at home every day. Dulin's new store in Dongcheng is well decorated, and I will come here often in the future. Don't worry, with me here, I guarantee that if you sprinkle the banknotes, there will be a sound."

His dyed blond hair was a little faded, and his handsome face showed a cynical expression, which could keep him drunk until he died.

"Don't be too tired." Yin Wenjun stared at me for a while, then suddenly patted my shoulder, "Junyan, everything is outside your body, you can do whatever you want."

I raised the corner of my lips and said thank you softly.

After getting in the car, the driver turned to me: "Mr. Xu, Mr. Song is at home today. Shall I take you there?"

He was arranged by Song Cheng, so he must have been ordered in advance to say so.I hummed, still thinking about Andre's father in my mind, and felt very irritable, so I asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

If I remember correctly, the driver was a smoker.

Seeing his hesitant expression, I repeated it in a heavy tone, and finally got a half-opened pack of cigarettes.The blue-gray smoke filled the car, I closed my eyes, and vaguely understood Lu Jingfan's mood that he couldn't leave the smoke even if he was in poor health.

If you lose even the relaxation of a few minutes while smoking, then it is truly irresistible.

But tobacco is too bland for me, and I can't even bring it on the air.After smoking one, I returned the cigarette case to the driver, and from the corner of my eye I saw that he was obviously relieved.

"Mr. Xu, do you need chewing gum?" The driver laughed and said, "Mr. Song is very concerned about your health, and he must be worried if he knows you smoke."

"I'll explain, I asked you for it, and you had to give it."

I didn't want to say more, so he smiled bitterly and turned around to concentrate on driving.

Andre and I are really destined brothers, even the paths of depravity are so similar.In order to escape the painful life, he tried smoking and drinking too early, and then became dependent on various drugs that could bring short-term escape opportunities.However, people's desires are hard to fill, and when drugs can't give happiness, what will happen next?

Maybe Andre knew, but he was crazy.With his tragedy in front of me, I know better than anyone that the end of this road is an abyss.

One of the benefits of taking over Minter is that I have met many people who are very willing to provide me with various conveniences.

The driver opened the window to ventilate, and the smell of smoke in the air was as faint as a hallucination.

I didn't want to.

"...Okay, I know. I'll do my best."

Zhao Yuan told me that Song Cheng had been acting frequently recently, and told me to pay more attention to it.But I'm not an intelligence spy, and I'm not good at this kind of thing at all. In addition, Song Cheng's mind is careful, so I'm afraid he will become suspicious after a few words.My head started to ache. I supported my forehead and massaged it slowly.

Maybe Yang Chen is right, I am not a suitable material, after a long time like this, I will only be mentally and physically exhausted.

After hanging up the phone, I let out a sigh of relief and raised my hand to rub my face.Andre came over and lay down next to me with his head on my lap.

Long-term company is not without benefits, at least he is closer to me than others, and sticks to me very tightly.Whenever I am at home, I will come over and snuggle up to me like a puppy.

Andre's eyes were fixed on the colorful Rubik's Cube of the sixth order in his hand. He didn't know how to play it, but he just twisted it left and right and fiddled with it.

"Want to watch TV?"

I turned on the TV and tuned to the children's channel that was broadcasting parent-child programs. Andre didn't respond to anyone's words, but continued to look down at the Rubik's Cube.After the failed repair, the forehead hair became longer and looked more pleasing to the eye.

I am used to this, and while stroking his head, I whispered: "Yin Wenjun went to investigate some things, I have a guess in my heart, but I can't prove it. Your father married your mother, maybe because your mother looks like your aunt... ...Brother-sister incest? His unrequited love? After so many years, I can't find out."

Xiao Wang said that talking to Andre more will help him recover his language ability as soon as possible.Therefore, I will tell Andre the daily chores when I have time, and I have the right to communicate with him.

"So what if it's true? Mom may be very pitiful, but she treats you so badly, I can't sympathize."

I patted Andre's head, he snorted twice, shrank into my arms, his innocence was so simple that people's hearts almost broke: "I used to be so smart, even Xu Yuzhong and Xu Yucheng were included in it, why did you meet him?" Why don't you tell me about it? Do you think that brother is stupid, stupid and incompetent, so he can't help you? At least you should tell me, even if you ask for help everywhere, I won't let you fall to this point."

As I said that, my heart became sad, and my internal organs hurt together.I lowered my head and kissed him on the forehead, I don't know if I was talking about him or myself: "Fool."

That ignorant and beautiful face turned around, I touched his face lightly with my fingers, and muttered to myself: "It's okay. It doesn't matter if you're a fool, I love you."

The tightly held Rubik's Cube was released and fell from the sofa to the ground with a muffled sound.I glanced over there, and I don't know when the six sides have been spelled out.

At the same time, Andre grabbed my hand.My heart skipped a beat, and I realized something in a trance, with a sense of unreality: "Andre?"

He stared at me for a long time, as if a blind man saw something for the first time, and my figure stayed in the empty eyes.

"Andre?" My voice trembled, "You...can you understand me?"

He still didn't speak, lying on my lap obediently, holding my hand.

I didn't dare to break away from his hand, afraid that all this was just a dream, and once I let go, it would all disappear.Xiao Wang was packing clothes in the room. I was worried that Andre would be frightened by a sudden surprise, so I had to call Xiao Wang over in a low voice.

Fortunately, Xiao Wang has good ears and came to the living room soon: "Mr. Xu, are you calling me?"

"Call the doctor." I lowered my voice, my shoulders trembling uncontrollably, "Andre seems to have recovered."

"Huh? Ah, yes."

Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up to get his phone.I have never felt the words "crying with joy" so clearly. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably and dripped on Andre's face.He gently wiped away the tears with the other hand, his expressionless face showed a thoughtful look at this moment.

This is something that the crazy Andre would never do. I took a few deep breaths and bit my lip tightly until my lower lip was almost bitten off, and my mouth was full of bloody smell, barely overpowering the ecstasy of my heart. pain.

The tears gradually dried up, I laughed and said softly, "Little villain."

Those blue eyes like a frozen lake looked at me, calm and beautiful.

Andre's madness came dangerously and recovered suddenly.

He was sent to the hospital for a full set of examinations, and he was cooperative, but he didn't say a word.I saw that every time he listened to the doctor's words, he had to react for a while, and then he moved slowly, and suddenly felt blessed, trying to communicate with him in French.

Andre finally responded, and I realized that although he became conscious, he couldn't remember anything except what happened when he was a child.Because of this, I can barely understand Chinese, but I can't speak it well, so I am reluctant to speak.

To put it bluntly, a 25-year-old soul lives in a [-]-year-old body.

This kind of result is not entirely good, but it has made me very grateful to fate.In any case, it is better to develop in the direction of complete recovery than toddlers who only have biological instincts and cannot communicate at all.

Probably because of the deep dislike of the hospital, Andre was still extremely resistant to being hospitalized, so I took him home after much consideration.

It was late at night after a lot of tossing, Xiao Wang was driving, and Andre sat beside me. On the way back, I listened to a lot of introductions about the current situation.He doesn't remember what happened after us at all, he only remembers the one time he met when he was a child.

It is impossible to get close to a brother who fell from the sky in a short time, and I have never been with him at this age, so I am very nervous.In addition, I have not spoken French for a long time. Although it is not difficult to pick up again after hard work when I was studying, I am not particularly fluent. I have to pray that Andre will not mind.

He didn't say anything, he seemed to be listening with his chin propped up, but his eyes often stared out of the window.The eyelashes drooped, his expression was light, and there was a sense of noble melancholy.

Looking at his appearance, I suddenly forgot what I was saying, and I couldn't figure it out: Which is better, Andre, who has his own opinions and thoughts, or that fool who is close to me unconditionally?

Because I stopped talking, Andrei turned to look at me, as if silently asking.

Different.

The unfamiliar eyes when I looked at each other, the distance I deliberately kept after getting in the car, and the cool and inaccessible demeanor around me.

Everywhere is different from my brother.

What if he stays in this state all the time?He will never know what happened to us, and he will never become the Andre who hugged me and promised to run away with his brother.

"Mr. Xu?" Xiao Wang parked the car, opened the door, and saved the tense atmosphere in the back row, "I'm home."

I suddenly came back to my senses: "I'll go up first...Andre can live alone, I'll go and tidy up the guest room."

Xiao Wang looked confused: "No, Auntie just came here yesterday—"

I fled.