After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

Song Jiqiu didn't dare to gamble, not afraid of ten thousand but just in case, he hurriedly said to Wu Liyun, "Mom, I have something to go out" and called the driver to drive out.

The body's reaction became very strange, his chest was tight and his legs were weak. He tried to ignore it but it became more and more uncomfortable, like some omen in the dark.

He trembled and played the phone number, and couldn't help crying: "Dad, can you go to Xu Jiaping's house, I'm afraid something will happen to him, Dad, I beg you..."

Not sure if the phone was hung up, he pushed open the car door and rushed into the rain before he had time to get an umbrella, fell hard on the stairs, and ran upstairs with a limp.

It was as if a voice was urging him: Run faster, run faster!

Xu Jiaping gave him an extra key to the door, entered the door, the living room was empty, nothing unusual.

Song Jiqiu supported his knees to catch his breath, sweat dripped down his neck and behind his collar in the rainy low temperature.

When he lowered his head, he turned his head stiffly, and found a pair of dirty leather shoes covered in mud at the entrance, which was incompatible with the clean and warm atmosphere of the house.

He walked to the door of Xu Jiaping's room as if he was sleepwalking.

The door of the room was ajar, and through the gap, he saw a man he hadn't seen for a long time.

Half-length knotted hair, khaki jacket, dark green beard, tired and fierce eyes.

Song Jiqiu hadn't seen Xu Xiong for a long time.He was indifferently ignored by him when he was a child, and he was the most familiar stranger. After he was recognized by the Song family when he grew up, he would not have any interaction. After a while, Xu Xiong was sent to prison for intentional injury.

Xu Xiong and Xu Jiaping have a pair of very similar phoenix eyes. When they were young, they used their outstanding appearance to deceive Xu Jiaping's mother. After they got married, they always relied on cheating and abduction to make money.I was caught by someone who was cheating and something went wrong, stabbed someone with a knife in a fit of anger, and was sentenced to five years in prison, and this year happens to be the fifth year.

"Boy, are you doing well now?" Xu Xiong looked up and down Xu Jiaping's room.

The house used to be empty, but Xu Jiaping bought it for Song Jiqiu after Song Jiqiu often came home to help him with tutoring.Song Jiqiu was dissatisfied with the lack of popularity in Xu Jiaping's family, so he called it relaxing, so they went together to push the shopping cart to choose in the store.

"What are you doing back here?" Xu Jiaping asked coldly, making it clear that he was not welcome.

"This is my house? I can't come back yet?" Xu Xiong shrugged, not paying attention to Xu Jiaping's ugly face.

"I heard that you and Xu...oh, no, he changed his surname to Song." Xu Xiong had a half-smile, "I heard you have a good relationship with Song Jiqiu?"

"This is his thing?" He picked up the small potted plant left by Song Jiqiu on the table, and a four-leaf clover was carefully planted inside, and the "X&S" logo was engraved on the pot.

He seemed to have found a very interesting object, and he was amazed.

"I don't like you, and you don't like me, but you have to thank me for giving you this deceiving skin."

Xu Jiaping reached out to snatch the things back, not wanting to talk to him any more.

Xu Xiong refused to let go of this topic: "Song Jiqiu said I raised him before, and he is soft-hearted. It is a good place for you to climb up to him. Remember to share some money with me. I just came out and money is very tight."

Xu Jiaping doesn't understand that some people can be loving and gentle as parents, but Xu Xiong treats children as objects and tools.Although there was no expectation in his heart, he still couldn't stop the ridicule in his heart.

He asked Xu Xiong:

"Have you ever wondered why your deception was exposed back then?"

"What do you mean?"

Xu Xiong's smile froze on his face, gradually weathered and cracked, like a piece of paper crumbling on his face.

"You move your hands and feet?"

Unlike Song Jiqiu, who was docile and well-behaved since he was a child, after bringing Xu Jiaping back, Xu Xiong knew that Xu Jiaping's only warmth came from the Song family. After the relationship was completely destroyed, he was an out-and-out little monster.

He used Xu Jiaping to ask the Song family for money, and felt inexplicable fear from Xu Jiaping's increasingly indifferent attitude. When he picked up a stick and beat Xu Jiaping to the brink of death one day, he felt destroyed and controlled for the first time pleasure.

At first, it was just out of conquest, but later he would habitually vent whenever something went wrong.

Anyway, it was his son. He had helped him enjoy a good life for more than ten years, but it was just a few beatings, just to repay him.

It's just that he didn't expect that the wolf cub was ready to bite him back at any time and sent him to prison.

He subconsciously wanted to vent his anger in the same way, so he grabbed the glass ornaments on the table and threw them at Xu Jiaping.

However, the long life in prison made him forget that Xu Jiaping was no longer the child he used to be. During the counterattack, his fist hit the bone, and the pain made him terrified, but the strong desire to control in his heart told him to continue.

Endless fighting, tearing, and cursing.

The vase in the corner shattered, and branches and vines spilled on the ground.

The blood from Xu Jiaping's forehead flowed into his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately fell to the ground, the glass shards pierced his body, his clothes were instantly stained red, soaking the water in the vase, soaking the wound as if the next second It's about to rot.

School uniforms may have to be scrapped.

He even flashed such a nonsensical thought.

Xu Xiong's face was flushed, his face was ferocious, the muscles of the whole face were tangled together unnaturally, and his teeth were clenched.

Xu Jiaping couldn't hide the boredom and disgust coming from deep inside, not only towards Xu Xiong, but also towards himself.

Why is it called this name, why is there such a bloodshed, why is there a farce of wrong switching, why does Song Jiqiu have to be liked by him?

He touched the fragment next to his finger, and when the other party was eager to strangle him, he quietly moved his hand to the back of the other party's neck...

boom!

In the next second, Xu Xiong staggered and fell to the ground, moaning continuously.Moan.

Song Jiqiu, who is holding the sculpture behind him, is exposed.

The temples on the young master's forehead were covered with sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.His face was full of tears, and he couldn't stop crying, just as embarrassed as he was.

Like a weak candle in a dark room, you are clearly weak and want to illuminate others.

The statue gurgled and was thrown to the ground and rolled to the corner of the wall. Song Jiqiu deliberately picked a place that made people dizzy and hit it.

Xu Jiaping's gaze was very calm, and his dark pupils were pitch black, as if the rain outside the house had completely extinguished the sparks that were about to burn out inside.

Song Jiqiu recalled the afternoon when he and Xu Jiaping met. Xu Jiaping said to him, "Song Jiqiu, how ironic you are. When the person I hate the most dies, I die too."

"Xu Jiaping...Xu Jiaping, don't worry, he won't die."

Song Jiqiu knelt beside Xu Jiaping, crying and tearing open his bleeding palms, and pulled the piece of glass out of his hands.

What else do you not understand?

In her previous life, Xu Jiaping accidentally killed Xu Xiong, and never returned to school at the age of 17.

They embraced each other, their chests touching each other resonated with their heartbeats, Song Jiqiu opened his eyes wide and reflexively shed big tears.Xu Jiaping's chin rested lightly on his shoulder, and the left side of his neck felt wet and thick with blood.

Xu Jiaping wrapped his arms around him and patted his back gently.

The typhoon passed by outside the window, the raindrops seemed to smash the glass, and the wind whistled like crying.Their embrace is as calm and cloudless as the eye of a typhoon.

Song Jiqiu's troubled mind could no longer distinguish what happened next. His eyes were blurred because of tears, so he could only tell from the sound that someone had entered the door. Fortunately, it was their family members.

His father scolded Xu Xiong, his grandfather ordered him solemnly, and the siren of an ambulance.

He sat dazedly in the mess, lost his mind, and held on to Xu Jiaping's hand tightly, feeling a little drowsy due to exhaustion.

He could feel his grandfather watching them for a long time, as if he was judging them.

After a long time, he sighed and said to Xu Jiaping:

"You move back to live."