Mint-Stained Shirt

The brief meeting with his brother did not make Mingshu feel any better. When he was pulled away by Minghao Fengsheng, he desperately hoped that his brother could hold him, like a tug-of-war. He was not afraid of being pulled down by his brother.

What he was afraid of was that his brother would not come to pull him at all.

But my brother just followed them downstairs, looked at him, and didn't mean to pull him.He was stuffed into the car, just like the night before going to the beach.

When the car started, he saw his brother standing on the side of the road frowning. They were separated by the dark car window, and he was not sure if his brother could see him.

There were no guests at home, but to his surprise, Wen Yue came back.He was still locked in the bedroom that night, while his parents and grandpa seemed to be discussing something downstairs.

His windows were locked, and the only thing that could be opened was a row of skylight-like windows at the top. No matter how young he was 5 years old, he couldn't get out from there.

At night, after a sound of footsteps, there was no movement downstairs, and the light leaking from under the door was also extinguished.

Ming Shu was lying on the bed, recalling the events not long ago bit by bit, the most vivid memory was actually Xia Yu's call to brother.

After falling asleep, he had a nightmare.

It's strange that he doesn't have a good day these days, but once he falls asleep, he doesn't know anything, there are no dreams, or the dreams are empty.On this day, he dreamed that his brother was in love with Xia Zhong, and his brother took away the membership card given to him, and bought all the cakes in the cafe for Xia Zhong.He cried and took back the membership card, the money left in it couldn't even buy a cup of the cheapest black coffee.

Xia Zhong kept calling brother, in front of his face.

And he wanted to call out brother, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pronounce a word.

The brother he was watching seemed not to see him at all.

The older brother obviously stood with Xia Zhong, Xia Zhong could see him, but the older brother couldn't.Later they turned around and left, he chased out panting, but couldn't catch up, and couldn't make a sound, Xia Ling turned around and waved to him.

He understood what Xia Zhong meant.

- You don't have a brother anymore.

When he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat, and his long clothes and trousers were wet.

Wen Yue came this time to discuss one thing with Ming Haofeng—to take Ming Shu away and try to raise him herself.

She and Ming Haofeng were forcibly tied together by the Wen and Ming families because of their interests. They hated each other in the early years, and even bluntly vented their anger on their children. Both of them missed the first 11 years of Mingshu's life, which was also the most longing for parental care.

These 11 years have been another torture for them.

The paranoia in her 20s was gradually worn away by trivial matters and reality. In fact, last year, Wen Yue considered taking Mingshu to her side.At her father's funeral this time, Mingshu made her feel strange, and the subsequent conflict made her even more afraid.

She doesn't like Mingshu, this child is the testimony of her compromised and failed life.But after all, she is a mother, her symptoms eased, she calmed down, and she began to worry that Mingshu would become a stranger with nothing to do with her in the future.

She has only one child.

As for Ming Haofeng, she was not as disgusted as she was when she first got married.Whether she likes it or not, this man will be tied to her, and even become her reliance - such as occasions like her father's funeral.

For the first time, she sat calmly in the Ming family's living room, expressed her thoughts, and carefully tested the Ming family's father and son.

Ming Haofeng was in a state of desperation because of Ming Shu, and Wen Yue's proposal happened to give him a hand.

The most they talked about here was divorce, and they threw the most ugly words at each other, but now they shook hands because of their common child.

They are confident and confident, but ignore the role of time.If it had been a few years earlier, such as when Mingshu was just in elementary school, their complacency might have been able to restore the family relationship that had been lost for many years, but it was too late now.

The last thing Mingshu needs is the care of his parents, and those pale, self-righteous loves.

Early in the morning, Wen Yue went upstairs and knocked on Mingshu's door.

Mingshu woke up from a nightmare and never slept again. When he saw her face, the first thing he thought of was how she was going crazy in front of him.

"Are you up?" Wen Yue lamely played a gentle mother, even her smile was stiff.

She is very beautiful, but she is smiling without any sense of beauty at this time, like a mask with well-made facial features, but everything is wrong when put together, "Go and wash up, mom made porridge for you, and the hamburger is ready."

Ming Shu sat at the dining table, looked at the sumptuous breakfast, indifferent, even a little nauseated.

Except porridge, everything else is a western breakfast.What he saw in the cafe last night was western food, which made him think of Xia Zhong instantly.

Although she decided to get closer to Mingshu, the long-standing habits and prejudices cannot be changed immediately. Seeing Mingshu staring at the dinner plate in a daze, Wen Yue immediately began to fluctuate, disgusted and irritable, and then thought of the choices she was forced to make , his tone became cold, "Eat."

Mingshu glanced at her, only ate the porridge, and didn't eat a bite of the hamburger.

He didn't understand why Wen Yue came here, let alone that his parents were planning to take him away and transfer him to another school, he didn't think about it at all.The dream at night still haunted him, and after dinner he asked Ming Haofeng a question: "How did you find me?"

Ming Haofeng said: "The boy from the Xia family said that you are there."

Ming Shu gritted his back teeth, lowered his head, his eyelashes hid the darkness in his eyes.

From this day on, life seems to be different.Ming Haofeng no longer locked Ming Shu up, but he still didn't let him go to Xiao's house, and he never mentioned the people in Xiao's house, as if it was some kind of magic cave there.

Wen Yue took him to the mall, picked out several sets of new clothes, and took him to a luxurious restaurant, asking him if he was happy.

He didn't know what to be happy about.

He has been to restaurants and shopping malls in the city. Every time his brother's mother came back, he would take them there. He was really happy when he held his brother's hand.

Wen Yue thought that children are easy to coax, and after working so hard for so many days, there should be some results, but Ming Shu never gave her a smile.

She is not a really loving mother, and she is physically and mentally exhausted after a few days.

Mingshu just slipped out alone.

The door of Xiao's house was closed, probably because he was away from relatives.Ming Shu rode a car, left the compound, and wandered around aimlessly.

Riding a corner, the next is a gentle slope.He didn't intend to go downhill, but suddenly saw Xia Zhong at the bottom of the slope.

Nightmares, cafes, brother, complaints... A piece of small but sharp fragments slashed from the bottom of his heart, cut a hard diaphragm, and released dark malice, covering his reason bit by bit.

He is not as righteous as others think. He remembers all the losses and sufferings he suffered when he was a child, but someone has coated these accumulated malice with a soft layer of sugar. Over the years, it is like a solid cocoon.

Because of this cocoon, he never took revenge or hurt anyone.

But now, the cocoon is broken.

The scenery in front of him was shaking irregularly, making people dizzy, Mingshu's eyes were dull, and he was staring at Xia Zhong below.And when he realized what he was doing, the bicycle was already speeding down the slope.

Xia Zhong looked at the diving bicycle, unable to react under extreme tension and fear.His brain didn't even have time to recognize for him that it was Mingshu, and Mingshu wanted to take revenge on him.

On flat roads, bicycles may not cause too much harm to people, especially if it is just a bicycle for children.

But a bike swooping down a ramp is enough to kill a teenager.

When he realized that he couldn't do this, the car couldn't stop, and Xia Zhong was stunned, his face frightened and stiff.

At the last moment, Mingshu tried his best to throw the bike aside, he fell hard and hit his head on the railing on the side of the road, but the bike still hurt Xia Zhong.

When Mingshu endured the severe pain and dizziness and looked over, he saw that Xia Zhong was crushed under the bicycle, the tires of the bicycle were spinning slowly, and blood was oozing from the back of Xia Zhong's hand.

The hospital was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, and Mingshu hadn't been here for a long time.He doesn't get sick very often, the last time he went to the hospital was when he ate with Xiao Jincheng and broke his stomach.

People from Ming's family and Xia's family all came, and Ming Shu was dragged around in various examination rooms, took several pictures, and had stitches on his head.

The doctor asked him how he was feeling, and he shook his head slowly.

He wants to tell the doctor that his head hurts and he feels dizzy, like he is about to explode, and he wants to vomit. He also wants to say that his back and right rib hurt, and his breathing hurts.

But he couldn't speak.

These pains were not given to him by others, it was all his own fault.

He has no right to talk about the pain, because Xia Zhong who was hurt by him is still lying on the hospital bed.

The hospital had heating, but he had been shaking uncontrollably since he was brought in.He was too scared, when he saw the blood on Xia Xiong's hand, he thought Xia Xiong was about to die.

At that moment, the pain on his head and body almost faded away, and the only thing he was worried about was that he killed Xia Zhong himself.

Wen Yue never expected that Ming Shu would hit someone with his car, so she and Ming Haofeng rushed to the hospital in a hurry, and what they were facing was the questioning of Xia Zhong's parents.

Xia Zhong's face was as pale as paper, and the bandage wrapped around his hand was oozing with blood.He raised his head and looked at Wen Yue and Ming Haofeng, helpless and aggrieved, choked up and said: "I was walking down the slope, and Ming Shu rushed down on his bicycle. I don't know...he couldn't control it. , He just pointed at me, the car didn't stop, fortunately, fortunately, the slope is not particularly steep, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Zhong began to cry.

Father Xia was furious, and said indignantly, "Look at the good son you have brought up! What does he want to do? Why did he hurt Little Hiiragi!"

Ming Haofeng had never been so embarrassed before, he was furious, but he could only apologize for Mingshu, and then smoked one cigarette after another on the balcony.

Wen Yue stared at Mingshu for a while, then turned and left.

They all thought that he was a shame poured on them, but they didn't expect that Mingshu was also injured, and maybe he needed to be cared about.

It is Ming Han who guards Ming Shu.

The old man looked at Ming Shu who was standing there blankly, with pain and disappointment in his eyes, "Xia Zhong said that you deliberately hit him with a bicycle, is it true?"

Mingshu opened his mouth, but did not make a syllable.

How can he answer?

It is a fact that he deliberately bumped into someone, although he wanted to stop at the last moment, and suffered a more serious injury than Xia Zhong for this.

I don't know if it's because he is old, but Ming Han is more patient than before.He took Mingshu's arm and asked again: "Did you really hit him on purpose?"

Xiao Yuan rushed over after hearing the news, and it was this conversation that was heard at the door.

Mingshu: "Well, I hit him on purpose."

"why?"

"Because... because I hate him."