Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

Wei Kesong had nothing to say for a moment.

And Chu Mingzhou continued as if nothing had happened: "But it's nothing, Ke Song, you have finally grown up, and you are no longer obsessed with me."

Wei Kesong retorted: "I did look impulsive back then, but Chu Mingzhou, you know me so well, you know if I'm sincere towards you, whether it's a momentary infatuation or liking, can't you tell?"

Chu Mingzhou was silent for a moment: "Ke Song, I can't see it." His eyes were blurred: "I'm not so clear-headed. When I like someone, I can't tell whether he really likes me."

Worrying too much about gains and losses is the most helpless headache. Chu Mingzhou never thought that he would be so inferior to himself that he would not dare to make a move.

How long can his young and wanton Kesong bear his dark and despicable love? If one day Wei Kesong can't stand this neurotic cripple, the young master of the richest man can leave at any time Chu Mingzhou couldn't force him to leave.

Chu Mingzhou: "Kai Song, you are so good at running, I can't catch up."

Wei Kesong was silent for a long time and changed the topic: "What are you looking for with Wei Fangqiang?"

Chu Mingzhou: "Look for him to settle the matter."

Wei Kesong's heart skipped a beat: "It's over?! What are you going to do?!"

Chu Mingzhou moved his wheelchair and looked into the sticky night. He has lived in this spacious and gorgeous residence for too long. There is not much difference between living here and living in a coffin. He will not live for too long. This is What Gu Feibai told him.

It is also what Gu Feibai is doing.

Chu Mingzhou said suddenly: "Do you like Feng Tu?"

Wei Kesong slapped the table and stood up, furiously said: "What are you going to do to Wei Fangqiang!"

However, Chu Mingzhou seemed to be unaware of Wei Kesong's anger, and still asked: "Does he look like me, but he is much better than me."

Chu Mingzhou lowered his eyes and said softly: "I'm jealous of him, Ke Song, I'm jealous of him."

Wei Kesong was taken aback, and Chu Mingzhou said: "He can love you openly, doesn't care about the consequences, is reckless and stupid, he has compromised a lot with me for you, he wouldn't come tonight, but I told him you will be here Here he is."

Chu Mingzhou: "He hates the Chu family, but Ke Song, do you know that I can make him accept the Chu family, because he thinks his important bargaining chip is in my hands."

Chu Mingzhou slowly turned his face to the side: "He thinks you still like me, then he will be restrained by me."

Wei Kesong frowned: "Why are you telling me this?"

Chu Mingzhou calmly said, "Ke Song, you like him, right?"

Wei Kesong's heart skipped a beat, and he retorted subconsciously: "What nonsense are you talking about, why do I like idiots like Feng Tu!"

Chu Mingzhou stared at Wei Kesong peacefully for a long time, as if he wanted to see the wood bloom: "When he just held your hand to block you, you didn't refuse."

Wei Kesong was stunned, and Chu Mingzhou fiddled with the shreds of paper with his snow-white fingertips, which were the marriage agreement that he had just torn up: "Ke Song, I think you have grown up from six years old, and there are too many people who are willing to be nice to others." You will also take care of Qin Yue with a broken voice, you will also take care of Wei Jinglin whose parents died, and you will also protect Mu Xing who is in the orphanage."

"Let's say I'm crippled, my parents are dead, and I'm under the control of my family. I don't know if you're pitying me, or you like me because I'm the most pitiful."

Chu Mingzhou said softly: "But the first time you saw Feng Tu, you hated this guy who is more pitiful than me. You don't pity him, but you never hated me."

How can people hate their own poor people.

"Obviously he has a face similar to mine. Ke Song, if you hate him for a day, I will have trouble sleeping and eating for a day. I acquiesced in your thinking that I am a couple with him. I am afraid." Chu Mingzhou slowly raised his eyes. : "One day you will understand from him what it means to really like."

Wei Kesong retorted: "That's because I thought he was my rival in love!"

Chu Mingzhou shook his head: "He is my rival in love, Ke Song."

His tone was very disheartened: "And I lost because you never allowed me to protect you like this, but you don't reject him doing this, I will give you a piece of advice, don't pity someone easily in the future, you won't get it You and he will die."

Chu Mingzhou smiled and raised his head: "If he doesn't die, he will go crazy. I put Wei Fangqiang in the same room. If you can't find him in half an hour, he will die unexpectedly."

This Mr. Chu, who has always been calm and calm, has a heart ashamed and a distant smile on his face: "Kai Song, let me teach you the last thing, don't say you like a monster, the monster will take it seriously."

Wei Kesong was forced out of the study room, Chu Mingzhou lowered his head and coughed like he was the one who died half an hour later, not Wei Fangqiang, but Gu Feibai was called back urgently to rescue the patient who had a feast and acting in the middle of the night .

Gu Feibai casually found a bottle from the pocket of his white coat and threw it to Chu Mingzhou: "Eat it."

Chu Mingzhou obediently picked it up and ate a piece, then coughed more fiercely: "Has the medicine worsened?"

Gu Feibai narrowed his eyes: "That's right, Mr. Chu, you have to die soon. Mr. Xiaowei has someone he likes. If you don't die, there are too many things you can do."

Chu Mingzhou was not angry at all, but nodded in agreement: "Well, I wanted to lock him up just now, the potion can be a little more serious, let's make a quick decision, call Feng Tu in, half an hour is enough for me to finish talking with him, and the handover is over. .”

Gu Feibai just smiled: "You are so cruel to yourself, Chu Mingzhou, you are the first person who found out that I had drugged you and calmly asked for a higher dose."

The corner of Chu Mingzhou's mouth was bloody, and his lips were as pale as snow in deep winter: "It's not as ruthless as you. It's best for Croissant if I die like this, and he won't be too sad if he dies of illness."

Gu Feibai smiled broadly: "I also think that if he dies of illness, he won't be too sad."

Wei Kesong ran around the house. He originally wanted to call the police, but the place where Chu Mingzhou lived was too far away from the urban area. Unless he flew a helicopter, otherwise the police could not arrive in half an hour. There is no benefit at all except making the matter bigger. These people will not immediately stand by his side to help him. What Chu Mingzhou is going to do, even if it is murder and arson, no one dares to stand on the opposite side.

Wei Kesong ran wildly in this huge room.

The seemingly non-existent bustling noises in the front hall gradually faded away, and the bottomless darkness poured down. In the corridor, there was only the floating woody smell and Wei Kesong's impatient footsteps. He seemed to have returned to the year when he was six years old. Xiao Wei Kesong, who came to Chu's house for the first time, accidentally escaped the tight security, and walked alone and scared in this huge room that seemed to swallow people's souls.

Wei Kesong was short of breath, he hadn't run for such a long time for a long time, his brain, lungs, and even the throat were burning hot, tears fell down.

Chu Mingzhou...... Chu Mingzhou is actually not like this, the Chu Mingzhou in his memory is not such a person, even now, Wei Kesong doesn't believe that Chu Mingzhou will harm others.

The little Wei Kesong was dressed delicately, he turned a corner, and saw the only warm and soft light in the dark coffin-paneled big house coming from the bottom edge of a closed door at the end of the corridor.

At the same time, there were suppressed panting and exhaling sounds.

The little Wei Kesong quietly pushed open the door that was not tightly closed.

Chu Mingzhou might as well hide his emotions later, he gritted his teeth and sat in an ill-fitting wheelchair, wearing loose pajamas, his face that almost resembled Feng Tu was full of sharp anger and anxiety, He beat the wheelchair with his clenched white fists one after another. Sweat soaked from the center of the two shoulder blades and wet his clothes. Chu Mingzhou's brows and eyes were full of hostility and hatred that wanted to cut people.

He pushed the wheelchair away and stood up on the edge of the bed. The pulsating blood vessels and veins could be seen on his neck, and the occasionally trembling knees made toothache creaking sounds, and the sweat slid down from his forehead, Chu Mingzhou The eyes were red, like a caged animal, and blood and red marks could be seen on the calf.

Chu Mingzhou took a deep breath, took a small step forward, and made a crisp joint friction sound. His legs softened and he knelt on the ground. Wei Kesong was startled by the sound of the kneeling bed shaking, and subconsciously moved Pushing open the door, he exclaimed, "Are you okay!"

Chu Mingzhou raised his head and met Wei Kesong: "Who are you?"

Wei Kesong himself didn't know how he fell asleep on Chu Mingzhou's bed in the end, but that look, that look that shook his mind, many years later, in a bar, Wei Kesong saw Feng Tu the second time.

Feng Tu and Chu Mingzhou showed the same eyes, as if they were cornered beasts.

Back then, Wei Kesong hated this look, so he didn't like Feng Tu when he first saw him.

Because it reminded him of Mr. Chu, whom he loved so dearly, how miserable his life was at that time.

With the growth of age and the events that Chu Mingzhou had experienced, Chu Mingzhou's eyes turned into a pool of frozen lake with no waves anymore, while Feng Tu seemed to be completely unaffected by these things, becoming more and more burning.

Wei Kesong asked himself, if Feng Tu hadn't been mistaken for a love rival by himself back then, would he have paid attention to him?

The answer is yes.

Feng Tuhe's Chu Mingzhou is so similar, Wei Kesong can't control his eyes to fall on this person, no matter whether he loathes, misses or sighs, this person named Feng Tu will always share with him. affection and attention.

Wei Kesong took a deep breath, and he pushed open the last door at the end of the corridor.

Chu Mingzhou has a little habit, he will put all his important things in his bedroom, Wei Kesong slowly pushes away, but what comes out of the shop is not the strong smell of medicine that he is used to, but bits and pieces of sawdust and sawdust.

The window was open, and the night wind was blowing coldly and recklessly, and the sawdust was flying in disorder. The big bed in the room had been covered with a white cloth, as if the person on it had long since died, and there was a pair of tall statues standing in the center of the room, covered with a white cloth. Rolling over the edge, floating like the ghost of someone who has died a bad death.

Wei Kesong stepped up and opened it, he was stunned for a moment.

This wood carving looks to be made of yellow rosewood, but it is full of mildew spots. At first glance, it looks like fake wood, but even if it is such poor quality wood, you can still see the hard work of the person who carved it.

The woodcarved Wei Kesong leaned his head sideways on Chu Mingzhou's shoulder, he smiled wantonly, the sun was shining brightly, with such arrogance and arrogance, and Chu Mingzhou looked at him sideways, full of helplessness and a smile, still With a bit of rebelliousness.

There was a wheelchair in front of the wooden sculpture, which was also covered under a white cloth, Wei Kesong could recognize it, it was the one that Chu Mingzhou often sat on.

Chu Mingzhou, who looked like a wooden sculpture, overcame everything. Instead of kneeling down in front of Wei Kesong with a plop, he threw away the wheelchair, stood up and embraced him openly, and smiled happily at the people who came and went.

There was a photo frame on the wheelchair, it was Wei Kesong's birthday gift that he had lost somewhere long ago, and it also had mildew spots similar to those on the wood carvings, and the burnt photos inside were completely restored, Wei Kesong smiled Standing behind Chu Mingzhou who was sitting in a wheelchair, he raised his chin towards the camera, while Chu Mingzhou's expression was calm, but his body was slightly turned to Wei Kesong's side, as if they could hug each other when they stood up.

There is a note next to the picture frame.

Wei Kesong squatted on the ground in a daze, he looked at the photo frame, and reached out to pick up the note on the wheelchair—[I wanted to give you the croissant in person, but the bad guys always want more, I hope my croissant will always be healthy Happy, Wei Fangqiang, I let him go, and I also left]

[In your year, I gave you a photo frame. I hoped many times that you would smash it because you hated me, and I also hope that you will never hate me for the rest of your life, and keep this photo frame well]

【But in the end you chose to throw it away】

[I was very energetic when I was carving this wood carving. The doctor said that I looked like I had come back to life. I think it might be. I have recalled my past for a long time. I may be really old. Many times I am not willing to be able to I've been with you for a long time, but now, I think it's okay to keep someone like me with you]

【At least you won't completely forget me, Croissant. You said you want to marry me. I've believed it until now. That's great. My Croissant will look good when I get married.】

Wei Kesong lowered his head against the wheelchair, paused for a few seconds, and threw the photo frame on the wall with his backhand. Naturally, the wooden photo frame carved from moldy wood could not stand the test, and it fell apart in an instant. The photo fell to the ground slowly, A ring gleamed in a pile of rotting and moldy wood.

It seems that a piece of sincerity that cannot be put to the mouth, cannot be announced to the world, and is buried silently in the rotten wood.