Chapter 58:

Today's sunshine is just right, the room is bright, and they can clearly see each other's expressions.
Wei Jing opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy and acting like a baby, but in the end he couldn't say anything. What can he say? It was he who didn't work hard enough and was jealous of his elder brother; it was he who was not firm enough to betray his elder brother. Everything was his fault.
The eldest brother treats him with care and obedience. It is his own dissatisfaction. In the end, it hurts himself not to say it, but also hurts eldest brother.
After coming back to life, he obviously lived with his eldest brother with the idea of ​​atonement, but the person who needed care was still himself. He is like a parasite, saying nice things in his mouth, thinking about what he should do and what to do? In fact, he has been sucking the flesh of his elder brother for a living.
Despicable and selfish.
How can such a self beg for forgiveness from elder brother?
Are you going to be abandoned by the big brother? From the last life to this life, what has been panicking for countless years is finally about to happen. Wei Jing looked up vaguely, looking at the young man's cold and gentle eyebrows, the hand that wanted to hold the opponent couldn't be lifted.
"Don't you have anything to say?" The man's voice was deep and sexy. Hearing it in Wei Jing's ear at the moment, it seemed to be a demon whispering.
"Yes... I'm sorry." The little boy shrank, with a reddish eyebrow at the corners of his eyes. He was holding back the tears that were about to fall, his voice was weak, "I will move out."
Wei Zhe's face just improved when he heard the previous sentence, and he laughed angrily at the words behind him. He stood next to Wei Jing, his tall body was like an insurmountable mountain, which gave people a great sense of oppression. He sneered, with a contempt in his words, "Go out? Just you? I'm afraid within half a month. You can be deceived into a mountain village to bring a child bride."
He added: "No hukou, no ID card. A twelve-year-old child with a large sum of money is simply the best goal for gangsters."
He has devoted countless efforts to his heart for so many years. As a result, this child...want to leave?
Don't you like yourself so much? Then what was the initiative to approach back then? Missing a playmate? There are more people now, so do you want to abandon him?
Wei Jing's face turned pale when he was said to, he always knew he was useless. If you are not smart or clever, you will not please people, and you have no ability. After being born again, you can still live a life. The only way to make money that can be thought of is to resell the house, a skill that as long as you are a Chinese.
He is a pest.
So it's also right for the eldest brother to look at him with this look of pests.
Don't cry, brother hates weak people most. Wei Jing warned herself like this, shrinking her nose vigorously, and suffocating the tears that were about to fall. He stood silly on the spot, like a prisoner who committed a heinous crime, waiting for the emperor's trial.
"Speaking? Dumb?" At this moment, Wei Zhe was like a manic patient, with a sharp voice, red eyes and a distorted face. Doing things he would never do when he was awake.
"Then...big...big brother...you...what do you want...how...like?" Wei Jing couldn't speak fluently at this moment. The huge unspeakable pressure was like a mountain, pressing on his back and everything in front of him. They all became black, and there was a short visual fault.
Wei Jing thought, even if his eldest brother allowed himself to die at this moment, he could jump off the balcony without hesitation.
But he waited and waited, but couldn't wait for a response.
It wasn't until the loud closing sound rang that he suddenly awakened from the previous chaotic state. The white roses in the painting are in full bloom, the messy packaging is thrown aside, and the whole living room is empty, with him alone.
Wei Jing's legs softened and he knelt down on the cold ground.
He messed up everything again.
Like a waste.
The self-confidence that I just established is like the ice and snow under the June sunrise, disappearing.
The young man silently held the painting in his hand, his delicate five fingers clasped tightly on the screen, and the nails were quickly stained with paint. It would be great if he hadn't painted this picture, it would be great if nothing happened.
The oil painting was ravaged by him in a mess. The cold, salty tears smashed on the oil painting one by one. Those unbearable and undeserved grievances collided with the inner self-blame and shame, making him feel like he was in the middle of it. In the fusion of water and fire.
He choked quietly, his voice was fine, but his chest seemed to be pressed by something, and he couldn't breathe, as if he was about to faint in the next second.
The sun is slanting west, what Yuesao saw when she came to cook lunch.
A twelve-year-old boy with his hands around his knees, his eyes closed, his eyes flushed, and teardrops on his face, like a pitiful little rabbit who has been bullied but has nowhere to complain, arousing love.
"You are here..." Wei Jing was tired from crying, and fell into a light sleep without knowing it. The Yuesao's door opened awakened him. He rubbed the circles of his eyes and got up from the ground, because he squatted for too long. I almost fell off.
"Are you okay!" The Yuesao who held the young man asked worriedly.
"It's okay." Wei Jing shook his head. He wanted to say I'm not hungry. You don't need to cook today, but if you think about it again, what if the big brother will come back later? Even if hope is slim, what if? "You cook! I'll go to the bedroom to rest."
"Yeah." Yuesao nodded, comfortingly said: "Look at the opening point, in this world, there are no obstacles that cannot be passed."
Wei Jing smiled reluctantly, but that smile was worse than crying.
The bedroom is still the scene when Wei Jing wakes up in the morning, but in just a few hours, it is already a matter of fact? He sat on the bed blankly at this time, his eyes fell on the corner of the room, the big yellow sponge and his friend Pai Daxing quietly nestled together, just like when the elder brother just gave it to him a few years ago.
What is he going to do? Brother will not be angry?
Wei Jing didn't know.
Save others by oneself, if he spoils someone like this, and finally this person betrays himself, he might throw him far away, hoping that he will never see him again. But he said he was going to leave before, but was ridiculed by his elder brother, so...the eldest brother didn't want to go by himself?
Even in this situation, a hidden happiness arose in his heart because of this thought.
On this day, Wei Jing thought a lot, but couldn't figure it out. It wasn't until the night fell and the room was completely dark that Wei Jing came back to his senses, his empty stomach clamored for hunger, but he didn't want to move at all.
It's even better to just die.
He was useless in this world anyway, even if he died, few people would be willing to shed tears for him.
boom!
Wei Jing turned his head, and saw the aggressive young man kick open the locked door. His face was not clearly visible in the dark, but he could only vaguely see the opponent's long and narrow phoenix eyes, and his voice revealed a bit. Anxiously, "What are you doing in the room all day long? Why don't you come out to eat?"
"Big...Big brother." He stared at the figure in front of him without blinking, and suddenly jumped off the bed and fell into the other's arms. His thin arms clung to the strong waist of the other, fearing that it was just his own. The dream will disappear in the next second.
Wei Zhe regretted it the moment he ran out of the house.
He bought a pack of cigarettes from the small shop in the community. It was imageless, sitting on the side of the flowerbed like a wandering man and smoking it one by one. The familiar smell of nicotine in his memory filled his brain.
People coming and going by the road pointed at him, looking at him as if they were looking at a monkey in a zoo.
The sun in May was strong, and he was sweating profusely from the sun, like a fool, but he did not dare to go upstairs, afraid that he would say such hurtful things again.
He doesn't know what's wrong with him? As long as you face Wei Jing, you will easily lose control of your emotions. The previous calmness and rationality seem to have been thrown to the dog, like a second stunned child, speaking insincerely, hoping that this person can give himself more and care more about his own reaction.
Once the other party's answer is not in line with his intentions, his temper will be even more violent, and he can't wait to use a chain to lock Wei Jing up in the room, so that he will never see other people.
But... this is not right.
Wei Jing is the person he loves, and he should give him enough respect and treat him as an equal person instead of playing around like an object.
The person he loves should be a reserved and shy little prince. Although he is a bit crying and not well versed in world affairs, it can be said to be simple and stupid, but he is still him, the one he liked from the beginning. People who care.
What does it matter not to be smart? There are a lot of smart people in this world, but there is only one Wei Jing he loves.
What does crying have to do? Isn't it just squeamish? Isn't he spoiled?
What does it matter if you don't know the world? He has a lot of money and great power, and he can create a white ivory tower for him, so that he can live smoothly and well.
But that's it. He can't wait to put those who don't pamper enough on the tip of his heart, when will he become so sensitive and fragile, like exquisite porcelain, beautiful but beautiful, but too fragile, afraid of when the other party will not Be careful and fell. He didn't catch it and broke.
He obviously wanted to be nice to the other party, but the final result always seemed to be contrary to his expectations.
Whatever you do is wrong!
Even if I ask, I can only get him a crying expression, which makes him feel distressed, but at the same time, he becomes more and more angry. I can't wait to get into the other person's mind to see what he is thinking.
Wei Zhe sat alone in the garden of the community for a long, long time. After smoking a pack of cigarettes, his voice became hoarse.
But still dare not go upstairs.
The emotions in his heart seemed to be agitated by a demon, making his mentality unbalanced and unable to control his actions. Wei Jing must have hated his previous actions! That's right, he who is so selfish, indifferent, and full of evil desires, he is also... annoying!