sticky [entertainment]

"Do you want to die?"

Jiang Cha followed him to the door and asked puzzled, "Is there any question?"

"It's nothing." Yingyue turned around and walked to the bed, rolled up the newly laid sheets, "It's been too long since no one has lived here, let me change the room for you."

The guest room next door is also deserted, ginger tea can't tell the difference, but it doesn't matter which one you live in, it's good to listen to the arrangement of the senior, "Are these spray paints?"

The converted bedroom contained a large bucket containing many bottles and jars, and a pack of used paintbrushes, badly washed and with mottled paint on the handles.

"I used it during the Chinese New Year, so I kept it here." Before the takeaway came, Ying promised to pick up the paint bucket, "Going outside to play?"

"Wow." Jiang Cha happily followed.

When he came back in the middle of the night last night, he was only focused on agreeing, and didn't have time to look at the yard.The grassland has not been trimmed for a while, and all kinds of unknown weeds grow wildly, covering the roots of the walls, and the paintings on the walls are also faded by the sun and rain.

He picked a wall to clean it up, sprayed it with white paint as a base, and drew a butterfly with fluttering wings with a few strokes. After looking at it for a moment, he used golden spray paint to decorate the scales on the wings, which shone brightly in the setting sun.

You should fly into Senior Brother Yun's heart like a little butterfly.

Jiang Cha put down his brush in satisfaction, and turned to look at his senior brother.Yingying is still preoccupied, and I can’t enjoy playing. I usually like to use high-purity colors. Today, my left hand is smoggy blue and my right hand is cement gray. In the end, it was a messy mess, and I was thinking about that old school uniform absently. , the more I think about it, the more wronged I am.

How can there be such a wronged brother like me.

I don't hesitate to charge forward for him, but he left me to be sweet with others.

Could it be that his little wife is hiding abroad!

No wonder I haven't heard from you for the past few days, so I don't want to leave, right?

Ying Yun dropped the spray paint angrily.

It was nightfall when the takeaway was delivered, and they didn't bring it into the house. The two of them sat in the yard, eating fried chicken and drinking beer, chatting with the unclear starry sky above their heads.

"Outside, you only drink and don't talk. You look fierce."

Jiang Cha intends to talk to him, "Senior brother Xiaoyun, since you're back home, you can tell me if you have any unpleasant things. Did you have a conflict with your family?"

Ying promised to crush the beer can, and said in a cold voice, "I have no family."

Jiang Cha paused, "You still have a brother."

"He won't be my brother anytime soon." Ying Yun smiled self-deprecatingly, "I might really be like a dog in his eyes. How do you say that word? Well, a lost dog."

"When there is no one else, he pays attention to me and likes to tease me to play. When there are others... I will not be fun."

"How can you think so." Jiang Cha was taken aback by his words, and comforted, "Actually, I often quarreled with my brother at home."

"But in the end, it's a family. Brothers love each other and kill each other. It's all like this. You are just angry. After this time passes, there will always be a way to solve the problem when the anger subsides."

"I don't know either." He opened a can of new beer and drank cold water in one gulp, still shaking his head sleepily, "It's different...lionfish are different from you."

He couldn't figure out why, but he vaguely felt that the problem was a long time ago.If you want to trace the source, maybe he shouldn't have followed Shi Huai so shamelessly from the very beginning, saying that he was willing to be a puppy.

But what did the puppy do wrong again?

He reviewed the memories year after year in cans of cold beer, until his consciousness became confused again, and he couldn't find one thing after thinking about it—he never did anything wrong to Shi Huai.

He is not wrong.Time has changed.The noble Princess Her Royal Highness was supposed to live in the clouds and be worshiped forever, but once she was contaminated with emotions and desires, she would become an ordinary person stepping on the mud of the mortal world.

Ying was disappointed.Like those fans who have collapsed houses, they will feel their faith collapse when they see the idol they have always admired fall in love. He didn't quite understand it before, but now he understands it.Knowing that his brother was raising a young wife outside behind his back, he also felt embarrassed.

There is no one in this world worthy of the princess's downfall to the altar.In vain, he always thought that he had a peerless, intelligent and omnipotent elder brother, but in the end he was also an incomprehensible love brain.

He suddenly stood up, drunkenly kicked away the scattered empty beer cans around him, picked up the spray paint and drew a line of bright red letters on the wall, "SHSB" was capitalized and bold.

He also drank too much ginger tea, and couldn't quite understand what the string of abbreviations meant. He pointed to the letters and struggled to spell, "Four, Hai... Tear?"

Yingying shook his head, pointed to the wall and spelled out each word, "It's time, Huai, stupid, forced."

Jiang Cha suddenly realized, and the two looked at each other, then lay down on the grass and laughed.

"I'm rebellious," Ying Yun let out a long sigh, "I never spoke ill of my brother to others before."

"I tell people bad things about my brother a lot." Jiang Cha lisps, "But you can tell me bad things about your brother, I will never tell others. We can talk and listen."

At night, there was only one night light on in the yard, and unknown flying insects flew around the light source.The two of them lay down on the grass and could barely see their figure. Ying Yun felt that he was being bitten by a bug in the grass, his whole body was itchy and numb, but he just didn't want to move.

"We are like two weeds."

"It's better to have two lumps of dirt, so that we can grow more than two grasses on our bodies."

"Have you ever thought about where you will be buried after you die?"

"I don't know, probably in the sea. How about you, brother?"

"I want to be burned into a diamond." Ying Yun said longingly, "Throw it into a small jewelry basket in a one-dollar and two-dollar store, and when someone with a destiny picks me up, he can take me away for a little change."

"Hey," Jiang Cha turned over and looked at him through the gap between the grass stems, his eyes were brighter than the stars, "won't you keep it as a souvenir for your brother?"

"My brother doesn't like cheap stuff." Ying Yun said sadly, "Besides, I may not have a brother by then, he will die before me or... something."

Jiang Cha also became sad, groping for his hand, "Brother, you still have me."

The slightly sweaty palm was warm and greasy, and there was an imperceptible tremor when holding his fingers, but he still clenched it firmly, "You are not cheap. I will buy you home with a lot of money at that time, with the most Nice box to pack."

How could there be such a weird promise.

But Yingying was moved, his eyes were so sore that he couldn't open them, he closed his eyes and sniffed, "Then you must live longer than me."

"I will."

Jiang Cha plucked up the courage to say, "Brother, we are so in tune, it's very suitable for a relationship, right?"

He actually knew that it was too fast to say this now.But the atmosphere and timing were just right, coupled with the instigation of drunkenness, he said it unconsciously, and then he was suddenly sobered by himself, nervously waiting for the answer.

Ying Yun smiled, "Talk, why can't we talk."

Shi Huai can raise his wife outside, why can't he talk about it?

Talk, everyone talk, if you don't talk about love, humans will become extinct and the earth will explode!Let's fucking talk!

"Isn't it just about falling in love!"

Ying sat up and yelled into the sky from the knee-high grass, "Talk about fucking!"

Jiang Cha fell into shock, followed by incredible ecstasy, shouting along with him, "Talk! Talk about fucking!"

"Talk! Ah!"

"Talk—ah—"

"Uh..." The headlights drove into the yard from far to near, and the two savages were still yelling in the grass.

Yingying was flicked away by the headlights, subconsciously covering her eyes, her heart rate increased, her stomach felt nauseated, and she vomited very violently.

Ginger Tea was only a short distance away from him, and under the light of the headlights, he could clearly see his paper-like pale face, the blood clots from his vomit flowed down his chin, and the deep red blood stains stuck to the white T-shirt mixed with grass clippings in a mess , Consciousness is also faltering in a short period of time.

"Master... Senior Brother!"

The accident happened suddenly, and the junior disciples were almost scared to death.From the corner of the eye, the car that was coming hit the brakes of the night, and the sound of the door opening and being slammed down made the whole yard tremble.

Shi Huai's expression was cold, and his expression became even worse after wading into the grass to see the situation clearly, "Get up."

Jiang Cha moved away in a daze, unable to react.

He had only seen this person on his mobile phone. His tall figure descended from the sky with a sense of indifference, and his deterrent power was far greater than the affinity on the screen.

Seeing the person coming to hold the comatose brother in his arms, he finally woke up and wanted to help.Shi Huai waved his hand away indifferently, his deep voice was full of suppressed worry and anger.

"call the ambulance."

-

Yingying didn't expect that he would give such a big gift to his brother who had just returned to China.

After being taken to the hospital by ambulance, the stomach bleeding stopped, and he woke up after lying down for less than two hours.The single ward was on a high floor, and the environment was comfortable and quiet. He was lying so comfortably that he didn't want to open his eyes. In his drowsiness, he thought that the person who got out of the car seemed to be his brother, so he barely opened his eyelids to find out.

Besides him, there was indeed another person in the room.

Without turning on the light, Shi Huai leaned on the single sofa opposite the hospital bed and closed his eyes for a rest.After getting off the plane, he didn't even have time to change his clothes. Wrapped in the wind and dust of Europe, he was forced to accompany him here as soon as he landed.

Ying Yun timidly timidly.

His stomach doesn't hurt very much now, but his brain hurts.

It was agreed to return to China in a week, why did the person come back before the deadline?

How can he get out of here alive without alarming his brother?

He glanced at the bottle holder next to the bed, and there was not much medicine left.There was no need to call for a nurse, he pulled out the needle himself, lifted the quilt lightly, and sat on the edge of the bed stretching his feet to explore his slippers.

Before he found the slippers, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.Looking around, Shi Huai opened his eyes on the other side of the sofa, and fixed his sharp eyes on him, "Where are you going?"

"I... don't go anywhere." Ying promised reassuringly.

When he heard it, Huai seemed to laugh, but he didn't.Even the laugh is an angry sneer, the kind of emotionless tone that usually indicates that he is about to face disaster.Especially in the current situation.

He sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, not daring to move.

Shi Huai got up slowly, his steps were almost deliberate, and he walked towards him step by step, the soles of his shoes and the floor made a slight friction sound, which brought a sense of oppression far greater than scolding.

This time he was really angry, a hundred times scarier than the day he got lost in Porto.

He wanted to explain a few words, but he couldn't make a sound under Shi Huai's disappointed eyes.

Shi Huai looked at him condescendingly for a while, then suddenly turned around and opened the window a few steps away, and before he could react, he picked him up and pressed his neck against the window sill.

There were no windows sealed at the height of more than ten floors, and he was blown by the sweltering night wind. The invisible dust in the wind made him unable to open his eyes.

"Do you want to die?"

When he heard it for the first time, Huai gritted his teeth in anger, revealing a trembling ruthlessness, "Zuo! You can make new tricks without looking at you for a few days. If you don't want to live, just say, I will kill you with my own hands. Don't waste hospital beds!"

The palms that strangled his neck were relentless.He was forced to tilt his head back, his face went from pale to flushed in seconds.

For a moment, he felt that Shi Huai really wanted to kill him to avoid future troubles, and the fear that emerged spontaneously contained a strong sense of grievance, "Brother."

The back of his hand that blocked his breathing was bulging and connected to his neck.Ying Yun's vision was hazy, and the worthless tears fell down like a gate, and the whole face was covered with bright water marks.

His barking was low and panting, like a puppy whimpering, "Brother...Brother, don't you want me anymore?"

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