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

After accidentally killing the man of my blood, my heart was twisted.

In the end, I was not held accountable for committing a crime as a minor. I left Rongcheng silently. The hatred and revenge for the Song family became the driving force for me to live.

People are cowardly and selfish. In order to survive, they can even hurt other people who are not really wrong.

Manipulating the market, pretending to be false, and talking sweet words, I returned to Rongcheng again and became the guest of honor in everyone's mouth.

Then I met Song Jiqiu.

He didn't seem to recognize me and handed me a mint when I couldn't help coughing.

I met him in high school, his appearance has not changed for so many years, he is still pure and bright.

Then came the deliberate encounter.

I have never seen such a stupid person as Song Jiqiu, he would choose to believe anything he said.He took me to meet with the Song family, eased the relationship between us, chatted with me, and included a villain who wanted to revenge their family all the time into his life.

He always fantasizes: If the Song family had raised two children, then we would be the closest friends in the world.

I just find it ridiculous.

But gradually, the way I looked at him changed.

My world is pitch black, and I can't feel the warmth of the sun, but he is the moonlight, gently illuminating it.

Song Jiqiu likes to laugh very much, and can be happy for a long time when encountering some insignificant things.I like the eyes when he looks at me the most, the smiling eyes are bent into the moon, and there is a very beautiful light inside.

No one dislikes him, including me.

In short, I want to call it quits.

Even before that, I want the Song family to fall, but I don't want the Song family to end well.

Even meeting Song Jiqiu, I don't want anything.

I was conceited by nature, and my cleverness, which I had calculated in the first half of my life, blinded my eyes more and more, and I didn't realize my stupidity.But this time, God finally withdrew his interest in playing,

Everything deviates from the track I expected.

At first, it was my design that caused the Song family to lose a project, but the long-standing evils in the Song family company broke out, and several families united to betray the Song family, destroy the company, and no one could turn the tide. Song Jiqiu stayed up all night Can't sleep at night.

Then Mr. Song passed away.Song Jiqiu's father seemed to have aged ten years overnight due to stress, and his mother committed suicide due to depression and was sent to the hospital.

And I suddenly discovered that the Song family had helped me in private for many years, but was swallowed up by that man with dirty blood all over his body.

Many times, I feel that blood relationship is very strange. For example, Song Jiqiu has always upheld the upright family style of the Song family, but I am a complete white-eyed wolf.

Coincidentally, the opposite family corrected me for a mistake and uncovered the hidden stake I had buried in the Song family.I used to look at them like clowns, but I didn't know that I was the most ugly pawn.

I pulled out those thorns one by one, and surrendered.

It was raining heavily the day I was imprisoned. From a distance, I saw Song Jiqiu, who was holding an umbrella in the rain, watching me off. I passed him sideways at a long distance, without saying hello.In my peripheral vision, Song Jiqiu's small figure in the precipitous autumn rain is like ink stains in the rain, and like a tear in the corner of his eye.

Life in prison is boring, day after day I don't know the years.

When Chen Wen came to visit the prison, he told me that Song Jiqiu's ability to withstand stress was stronger than he had imagined. With his own ability, he not only paid off the debt, but also made a comeback.

Mr. Song himself is old, and Song's father and Song's mother are living happily now. They know my hidden past and love me very much.

Song Jiqiu wanted to see me very much. My stubborn lawyer was hired by Song Jiqiu at a high price.

Song Jiqiu asked him to help deliver a four-leaf clover as my birthday present.

Chen Wen is one of the few people who knows that I like Song Jiqiu. He told me very firmly that Song Jiqiu also likes me, but he just didn't realize it. He always thought they were friends.

He asked me what I think?

Chen Wen is a bit of a romantic mind, I know he said that because he hoped that Song Jiqiu and I would have room to maneuver.

I didn't say anything at the time, Song Jiqiu couldn't hear it anyway, I was too lazy to analyze my psychology to others, and I didn't want anyone or anything related to me to interfere in Song Jiqiu's life again.

But in fact, I want to tell him, whether it is a clover or a four-leaf clover, your life is full of flowers, and these are not worth your time.

I cut off all possible retreats between me and him. I can't accept a liar full of lies with him, even if this person is myself.

I thought spending the rest of my life in prison to atone for my sins was a good ending to take a step back, but it turned out to be another miscalculation on my part.

One day, a boy came to me. I recognized him. He was a close friend of Song Jiqiu. His name was Yuan Lin. He went abroad after high school and never came back.

Yuan Lin looked tired, wearing a black suit and a white cloth tied around his arm.

I must have laughed so hard, my hands were shaking like crazy, I wanted to escape from this visiting room.

Yuan Lin has a violent temper and protects his weaknesses. In high school, if anyone had the slightest sign of bullying Song Jiqiu, he would rush up and fight with them without saying a word, but now he looks at me like he is looking at a ball of disgusting air, disgusting and ignoring , told me very calmly.

Song Jiqiu is dead.

At this moment, I finally waited for fate's final judgment on me.

I got out of jail shortly after getting a reduced sentence for good behavior.

I knelt in front of Song Jiqiu's tomb all night.

When the sky was about to break, I returned to the original house and used the few remaining contacts to help the Song family pave the way for the rest.

As for whether they are willing to accept it, I am too lazy to care.

The study room is full of traces left by Song Jiqiu, and "The Count of Monte Cristo" and "Romeo and Juliet" are placed in the corners of the dusty bookshelves.

About revenge, about love.

I took down the one on the right, Song Jiqiu was working in my study, he pretended to have a headache and pushed the work to me, and went to my bookshelf to find some free books to read.It's a pity that my bookshelf is as boring as myself, only professional books. He dug out a copy of "Romeo and Juliet" from a corner and fell asleep on the bench.

The book was so clean that there were no creases, but there was a four-leaf clover bookmark and a photo inside.

Indistinct, only slight outlines.I recognized it from the surreptitious photograph he had taken while pestering me to a Shakespeare performance.

Song Jiqiu's delicate handwriting on the back of the photo, he must have clear and gentle eyes when writing this jargon:

"I am willing to give my whole heart to compensate you for your empty name."

Juliet, who was burdened with a world feud, said to Romeo, abandon your name, and I am willing to give my whole heart to compensate you for this empty name outside my body.

The idiot I hate the most writes what I have only now discovered and missed.

I stroked the handwriting, laughing to tears.

My life is a story of a desperate gambler drinking poison to quench his thirst, falling and burning in the dark.

I lit a cigarette and threw the lighter with the four-leaf clover engraved on it into the gasoline.

The flames burst into flames, and they were put into flames.

This is how the absurd drama of my life ends.