The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

"Don't you remember?" Wen Shuhua seemed a little impatient, he spoke hastily, and a series of words popped up, "Although you jumped off the building because of the overwhelming black material, but it must be all Those people on the Internet are talking nonsense!"

"Our family believes in you, how could you do that kind of thing that deliberately pulls others to block the wooden warehouse?"

As he spoke, Wen Shuhua blinked his eyes, a crystal tear slowly emerged from the corner of his eye, and even his voice was choked with sobs, "Second brother believes in you, you will never do such a thing ,right?"

Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something very infuriating again, the hand hanging by his side clenched tightly into a fist, and two clearly visible blue veins exploded on his arm, "Don't worry, third brother, second brother now Just find someone to pay to take all those hot searches down! I won't let them say a word of bad things about you..."

Curly eyelashes trembled, Wen Shucheng stared at Wen Shuhua for a moment, and a frightening light suddenly burst out from his eyes that were still a little bit confused.

It was cold, cruel, and filled with pure and thick to the extreme malice, but it disappeared in a flash, as if it had never existed.

Wen Shuhua, who was chattering, suddenly felt a chill that made his hair stand on end, and he swallowed the words when he reached his mouth, and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva while rolling his Adam's apple.

Wen Shuhua felt his heart tighten, as if it was pinched tightly by a pair of invisible big hands, making it difficult for him to breathe, he opened his mouth tentatively, his lips wriggled for a long time, and finally uttered a syllable, " you……"

What look is this?

But suddenly, the sickly young man lowered his eyelashes again, and his cold voice was like spring water, with a sick hoarseness, "Really?"

"Then..." A muffled voice came out from the drooping eyes, "Why didn't you press the trending search earlier?"

The five members of Wen's family standing in front of his hospital bed, the whole incident, and even the situation where he committed suicide by jumping off a building, all revealed an extremely strange feeling.

As the head gradually sobered up, all those memories came back.

In my memory, his name is Wen Shucheng, and he is a popular and purple top-notch student in the entertainment circle. Although he is only 16 years old, but with his good looks, all the girls from eight to 80 years old are attracted to him. crazy.

It was the summer vacation after graduating from the third year of junior high school. He went out to play with his classmates and met a legendary scout in the playground. Since then, he has stepped into the entertainment circle.

It was the era of the national talent show. Four or five large-scale talent show variety shows were broadcast throughout the summer, but because of Wen Shucheng's existence, the fruit channel crushed other variety shows like a cliff, and all the girls were crazy about him. , Wen Shucheng almost became the most dazzling existence in the whole summer.

Therefore, he became completely popular, popular all over the country.

His advertisements can be seen everywhere on the road, and his endorsements are played 24 hours a day on the huge screen in the central square.

Although he was useless in singing and dancing, and his acting skills stretched his hips, he had a 360-degree face with no dead ends. This alone made him beat all the male stars in the entire entertainment circle.

However, his explosive popularity only lasted for only five months, and it withered as quickly as that astonishing flash in the pan.

That was when they were recording a group variety show, a robber who robbed with a wooden warehouse appeared out of nowhere, and opened the wooden warehouse at them in public.

When the bullet was shot, the robber's wooden warehouse was aimed at Xie Lian, the No. 2 debut teammate next to Wen Shucheng. Wen Shucheng's eyesight was excellent, and he could clearly see the trajectory of the bullet.

So, subconsciously, wanting to save Xie Lian's life, he stretched out his hand and pushed Xie Lian hard.

However, he didn't know what was going on, obviously he wanted to save Xie Lian, but he still got hit by a wooden warehouse.

Because it was recording a variety show, the camera set up there clearly captured this scene. It is unknown who uploaded the video on Weibo, but within half an hour, it had already spread to the entire network.

Immediately thereafter, there was an overwhelming amount of abuse and ridicule, and the rest of the true and false black materials came rushing in like a flood that had been released.

He tried to start a live broadcast to explain, saying that he wanted to push Xie Lian away to save him, but he felt a pulling force. Not only did he not push Xie Lian away, but he staggered two steps while being pulled Then the bullet shot into Xie Lian's body.

However, no one believed his statement at all, and those extremely vicious insults filled the screen of the entire live broadcast room.

He was terrified and panicked to the extreme, and climbed to the roof of the apartment building, trying to seek comfort in the night, but the comfort did not come, and what the night brought him was a deeper level of despair...

Wen Shucheng recovered from his memory, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

This is really interesting.

The day he started the live broadcast was May 5th, but now the desk calendar not far from the hospital bed marked May [-]th.

He jumped from the [-]th floor of the building, not only did not fall to his death, but in just two days, he woke up from a coma, except that his body was a little weaker, without any other injuries.

Not normal, absolutely not normal.

What's more, Wen Shucheng knows himself well. He is definitely not the kind of person who will save others when the danger is approaching without the ability to protect himself. People with such poor mental endurance.

Thinking of this, he raised his head again, and Wen Shuhua, who was stunned by his question, was completely embarrassed, "Well, the reason for not pressing the hot search is...we didn't think of it when it happened urgently."

"You child," Yu Yan said with a look of displeasure, "you have such a big accident, we are in a hurry, we just forgot to press the trending search, how can you blame your second brother?"

Wen Shucheng met her eyes calmly, "Okay, even if you are in a hurry, why didn't you see you the day I jumped off the building?"

"We're downstairs!" Yu Yan seemed a little anxious, her voice was full of tears, "You don't know how scared your mother is when she sees you standing alone on the roof of the building. The precious son who was born in October, desperately wants to say goodbye to this world..."

"Mom, don't cry," seeing her crying, sister Wen Shurou ran over and grabbed Yu Yan's hand, and put it next to Wen Shucheng's, "Touch and see, third brother's hand is hot, he is good You're alive, don't cry anymore."

"Okay, I won't cry," Yu Yan wiped away tears, smiled through tears, moved her fingertips to catch Wen Shucheng's finger, "As long as you are well now, even if mother dies immediately, it will be worth it."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wen Wenshan snorted softly, "My son just woke up, is it appropriate for you to say that?"

"My fault, my fault," Yu Yan pretended to reach out and slapped herself on the mouth, "I'm talking nonsense."

Her black and white grape eyes fixedly stared at Wen Shucheng, "Mom said something wrong, can you forgive mom?"

"I also promised my mother that no matter what happens in the future, I will not commit suicide."

"Well, no more." Wen Shucheng responded lightly, since they like to act, then he will accompany them to perform.

After everyone pretended to show concern for Wen Shucheng, the doctor finally came late.

He checked Wen Shucheng's body casually, and then stroked his beard with satisfaction, "Yes, he recovered very well, and he can be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate."

"That's really great!" The Wen family also showed joyful smiles on their faces.

Wen Wenshan followed the doctor to pay the fee, Yu Yan and Wen Shurou helped organize his belongings, Wen Shulin and Wen Shuhua got up to fetch the wheelchair for him.

Yes, although Wen Shucheng didn't have any scars on his body, and there was no plaster cast on his leg, but the doctor told him clearly that his leg was broken and he had to sit in a wheelchair now.

Soon, Wen Shucheng was brought back to the Wen family's villa, which was magnificently decorated and full of the smell of money.

A row of servants stood neatly at the entrance of the villa, and everyone had a proper smile on their faces, "Welcome the third young master home."

Wen Shucheng raised his eyes and looked over, everyone smiled friendly, showing the standard eight teeth, looking extremely weird.

The butler pushed the wheelchair and brought him back to his room, "Third Young Master, rest for a while, and when it's dinner time, I'll come up and call you."

"Okay." Wen Shucheng responded casually, and when the sound of closing the door sounded, he raised his eyes and looked at the room carefully.

It was obviously the place where he had lived for 16 years, but looking at it, he felt extremely strange, as if it was the first time he had stepped here.

Wen Shucheng ignored all this, put down his body and mind and began to rest.

Not long after, the butler knocked on the door again and took him to the restaurant with a wheelchair.

The big round table was full of dishes, exuding bursts of tempting aroma.

Seeing him coming, Yu Yan got up in surprise, pushed him to the side of her seat, and raised her hand to grab a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, "Try it quickly, this is your favorite dish."

Wen Shurou held the small bowl in both hands and pursed her lips, "Third brother, my mother made this for you, you must eat more."

Under Yu Yan's eager eyes, Wen Shucheng picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs and swallowed it.

Although he subconsciously frowned, the sweet and sour pork ribs tasted too sour, he should have tasted sweeter, but Wen Shucheng didn't say anything, and quietly performed a family carnival with the Wen family.

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On the branches of the moon, the whole villa became very quiet, and even the breath of the wind seemed to be much weaker.

Suddenly, there was a low sobbing sound outside the door.

The boy lying on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, as if he still had a little expectation.

Wen Shucheng sat on the wheelchair with his hands and opened the door. Wen Shurou was wearing snow-white pajamas, leaning on the door with his arms around his legs, his shoulders were shaking constantly, and he was whimpering intermittently, looking lonely and pitiful.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Shurou raised her face, her fair little face was covered with tears, as if she had suffered a great grievance, she murmured, "Third brother..."

Wen Shucheng pushed the wheelchair and walked up to her. He didn't make a sound to comfort her, but asked slowly, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"I'm uncomfortable..." Wen Shurou took out a mobile phone from her arms, and the moment the screen was turned on, the dazzling scarlet words seemed to break through the screen and come out from inside.

Pressing her white fingers on the blood-red words made the vicious curses look so shocking, "I saw them all scolding Third Brother, and I felt uncomfortable."

"And because of the third brother, my father and mother had another fight. They had never blushed before. It was the first time I saw my mother being so fierce, like an old hen protecting the calf."

"I don't know how to stop them from arguing, and I don't know how to stop my mother from crying," Wen Shurou looked at Wen Shucheng with red eyes, like a deer that lost its way, looking extremely pitiful , "Is there a solution for the third brother? Can you solve this problem completely?"

"Forget it, I was thinking too much," Wen Shucheng said before Wen Shucheng said, "As long as the third brother doesn't commit suicide, I will be very happy."

Wen Shurou rubbed his eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, slightly raised the phone, bright and dazzling curses filled Wen Shucheng's eyes, causing a trace of fear to appear in his heart.

But Wen Shurou didn't seem to notice it at all, she just asked slowly in a soft tone, "Third Brother, do you want to take a look?"

Wen Shucheng suddenly laughed, wantonly and flamboyantly, revealing a dazzling white at the dark stairway.

His voice was as cold as ever, with a touch of sarcasm, "If this is your purpose, then I have to say sorry."

There was a hint of vigilance in the deer-like pupils, but then it turned into a daze, Wen Shurou showed a puzzled face, "I don't know what you are talking about, third brother."

"Don't you understand?" The smile on Wen Shucheng's face was even bigger, but the smile never reached his eyes, instead revealing boundless malice, "You played such a big show, don't you just want me to collapse again and commit suicide again ?"

"I didn't!" Wen Shurou hastily denied, "You are my real brother..."

However, Wen Shucheng couldn't bear to listen to her explanation at all, he pushed the wheelchair forward slowly, then grabbed Wen Shurou's arm, and pushed her down the stairs forcefully.

"Bang-"

With a loud noise, Wen Shurou's body rolled over the steps and hit the ground heavily.

A block of square tiles with sharp edges and corners was placed at the bottom of the stairs at some point, Wen Shurou's head hit it hard, and a big blood hole was directly smashed out on the side of the head.

But in the blink of an eye, a pool of dark red and viscous blood began to ooze from under her body.

Her eyes were wide open, with strong puzzlement, she tried her best to open her mouth wide, "For...for..."

why? !

Wen Shucheng sat on the top floor of the stairs and looked down at her condescendingly. The smile on his lips did not slow down at all, but became brighter and brighter, "What do you think?"

The icy voice seemed to be that of the deadly Asura, striking heavily on the gentle eardrum, "Don't tell me that the servant accidentally put that tile there."

"Ho-ho-"

Wen Shurou stared at Wen Shucheng, her apricot eyes were full of unwillingness, she stretched her neck to call for help, but she could only utter a few inarticulate syllables.

Wen Shurou is dead.

Wen Shucheng only glanced lightly.

However, just as he was about to push the wheelchair back to the room, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Opening his eyes again, he saw a piece of white that he was familiar with, and his eyes caught on his left hand by his side. There was a needle tube stuck on the back of his hand. At this time, transparent liquid was continuously flowing into the tube. With the needle injected into his body.

Such a familiar scene...

Wen Shucheng slowly hooked the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to press the calling bell on the bedside as he remembered.

So, within a short time, there were bursts of mournful wailing outside the ward, and several men and women rushed in, crowding the small ward to the brim.

Wen Shucheng looked up, and the four people in front of him lined up one by one. They were still the family of four in his memory, Yu Yan, Wen Wenshan, Wen Shulin, Wen Shuhua.

But only Wen Shurou who was killed by him pushing down the stairs was missing...