Pregnant with his ex-brother's cub

It was rare for Si Huai to ask him to sit down with a pleasant face. The boy nervously clenched his fists. He remembered the last time Si Huai called Si Chen away. !"

Si Huai knocked on his forehead dotingly: "Next time you do well in the exam, I'll make you a wish!"

"Hey!" Si Chen agreed, and ran quickly holding the model.

"Sang Yu, I have a document here, and I will explain it to you in advance." Si Huai really took out something with densely printed small characters on it, and the boy saw the "broken marriage agreement" on it at a glance, He opened his mouth, not understanding what Si Huai meant.

Si Huai told him calmly: "Although I know it's cruel to do this, but Sang Yu, you have to understand that this is the best choice for you. This Si family will only belong to Ah Chen, and you won't be hurt if you stay here." What are the benefits. After waiting for you, I will give you a house and a sum of money, which is enough for you to live well, but you must promise me that you are not allowed to say that you are a child of the Si family, and you are not allowed to return to X city. In your lifetime, you You can no longer appear in front of the Si family."

The boy stared blankly at his nominal father. The man didn't show any softness towards him: "This is the best choice I can give you. You have to know that if you insist on staying here, you won't do anything. get."

The boy nodded under Si Huai's sharp gaze, and he said numbly, "I see, thank you."

Si Huai smiled at him for the first time. He stroked Xiao Sangyu's soft hair and said with a smile, "Good boy."

The only time Si Huai praised him was when the boy accepted the divorce agreement.

The boy finally broke all his illusions about the world, he shouldn't have come to this world, right?

Everyone dislikes him.

Why can't he be a nice kid, why can't he have such a stupid mouth, why can't he have a healthy family, why can't his mother make him snacks, why doesn't his dad let him sit on his shoulders, why is he what nothing?

They are all within the reach of others, why can't he get them?

As the boy grew up, he became more and more silent. He became an invisible person in the Si family.

The teachers at the school know his identity and are not very friendly to him. His grades are not good, his personality is not good, and there is no one around him.

On the day of the senior high school entrance examination, many parents surrounded him outside. He saw his deskmate who loves to drink milk tea waving at the door, and his deskmate's chubby father was waiting for him inside with his favorite milk tea.

The boy went to the street to buy a cup of milk tea by himself, it was very sweet.

His grades in the high school entrance examination were mediocre, but Si Huai still let him go to the best school. Si Huai was always generous to boys, had enough pocket money, and had the best educational conditions.

Although the boy's grades are not good, he will not ask too much, because he does not expect much from the boy.

What a realistic idea, what an impeccable father.

Si Huai fulfilled his father's responsibilities, which was to find him the best school and provide him with enough material needs, but he ignored him.

He would go to Si Chen's parent meeting every year no matter how busy he was, but the boy's parent meeting was always empty.

On the day when the boy was in his first year of high school, the cat behind the cafeteria rubbed his trouser leg. The dirty cat picked up his trousers and rubbed a ball of red mud.

It was the first time that the boy was shown affection by life. He stared at the cat with a cold face for a long time.

The cats ate happily. Unexpectedly, three more cats jumped out of the flowers, staring at him with round eyes. The boy swallowed and went to the cafeteria to buy four meals.

He would go to the cafeteria for lunch from that day on. The four cats in the school did not wag their tails around after that day, and there were many more sparrows in the playground.

It was raining heavily that day, and the boy hurried over with the rain cloth he bought. The four cats were drenched, and he was so distressed that he quickly covered their nests. The sudden wind blew up the boy. He put the umbrella away in desperation before preparing to leave.

"Student, your school card has been lost."

He turned around in response, and saw the young man with a clear face holding an umbrella and handing out the school card in his hand: "Is that Sang Yu?"

The boy nodded blankly, took the campus card in the other party's hand, thinking how could there be such a dazzling boy.

Holding his campus card, he was in a daze. The classmates who were riding bicycles roared past him. The muddy water on the ground splashed on his school uniform. The boy was distressed that he didn't bring a schoolbag. Someone patted him on the shoulder and handed him a bag. Tissue, the facial features of the classmate in front of me are much deeper than that of ordinary people, and he looks a bit like a mixed race: "Student, give you a tissue to wipe."

The boy took the tissue and smiled shyly at him: "Thank you."

There are mixed-race children in this school, so handsome.

Xie Jiangming in the office stared at the sleeping Sang Yu through the curtain, while Ye Qiuyang looked at the data panel and nodded to him.

Sang Yu's sleeping face is not good, he always yells something unconsciously, with a crying voice, but his voice is too small to hear clearly, Ye Qiuyang explained: "I am guiding his memory, and when he responds Proof that hypnosis works."

"According to your data, he didn't have a happy childhood." Ye Qiuyang took the data and analyzed it, "People with unfortunate childhoods are more likely to develop an avoidant personality. This type of person is used to self-protection. According to your information What I said, coupled with his series of reactions, I preliminarily deduce that he is not a soul wearer, but a split personality."

"But patients with schizophrenia generally suffer from major stimulation. Do you think this stimulation is given by you?" Ye Qiuyang pointed to Xie Jiangming, "You break up with him and unfold all the truth. Do you think this stimulation is enough for him? ?"

Xie Jiang shook his head with a clear face: "I don't know..."

"Have you read his diary? There should be a lot of information in it to speculate."

Xie Jiangming's eyes were already red: "I, I dare not look."

The above words are all about Sang Yu's love, how can Xie Jiangming see it, he can hardly imagine what Sang Yu was feeling that day, and how he was feeling when the car accident happened.

Ye Qiuyang sighed, then took out the notebook: "I'm going to ask him some questions later, no matter what, you can't wake him up."

He opened the curtain and walked in, took out a handkerchief from his chest to wipe away Sang Yu's tears, Ye Qiuyang asked softly, "Who are you?"

The man with his eyes closed frowned and said softly, "Sang Yu."

"What do you see?"

"Mother."

"Is she pretty?"

"very beautiful."

"Do you love her?"

Two lines of tears flowed from Sang Yu's eyes, and he said with difficulty: "If she loves me, I will love her."

Ye Qiuyang wrote in the notebook: "Will Mom beat you?"

Sang Yu hummed softly, and Xie Jiangming covered his eyes in pain.

There is nothing crueler than memories, the inevitable scars that exist so clearly.

"What about your father?"

"No father." Sang Yu said with tears, "He is not a father."

"Why do you say that?"

"He didn't think of me as his son, he, he didn't want me."

Ye Qiuyang wiped away his tears again, and asked another question: "Who did you meet in high school?"

"Xie Jiangming...and Qi Changbai."

In the dream, Sang Yu was looking at the anxious boy who was locked in the toilet door, oh no, his name was Sang Yu, and he had the same name as himself.It was quiet outside, there was not a single classmate who went to the toilet, maybe there were, but they didn't dare to come in.

There are still 10 minutes left for evening self-study. He didn't eat all afternoon, and the person outside the door asked him slowly: "Would you mind my business next time?"

Sang Yu gritted her teeth and scolded him: "It's wrong for you to bully your classmates!"

"There are so many people who are being bullied, including yourself, why do you want to take care of Xie Jiangming?"

"Do you tube!"

The man kicked the door hard outside: "You really don't cry until you see the coffin, then I'll fix it until you cry."

"You let me out! Qi Changbai! You bullying bastard!!"

Sang Yu missed the evening self-study. There was no one in the dark toilet, and his mobile phone was taken away. He was afraid of being cold and hungry.

He didn't know how long he waited before he heard familiar footsteps: "Qi Changbai——"

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Sang Yu gritted her teeth and nodded, thinking that a man could bend and stretch: "I was wrong."

"The apology is not sincere enough, call Brother Sheng to listen."

Sang Yu cried and begged him: "Brother Qi, I was wrong."

"Say important things three times."

Sang Yu pinched her own palm, said silently, "Hold a knife on the head of the word", and then said: "Brother Qi, I was wrong; Brother Qi, I was wrong; Brother Qi, I was wrong..."

"It's almost there."

Qi Changbai opened the door mercifully, but Sang Yu pushed him to the ground and ran away: "Fuck you! You have the ability to kill me!"

Qi Changbai fell to the ground and laughed angrily: "Sang Yu, remember it!"

When Sang Yu went out, she saw the red card warning "toilet maintenance", and almost didn't mention it in one breath.

In his high school life, he was either falling in love with Xie Jiangming or fighting wits and courage with Qi Changbai. He didn't even know that he, who was gloomy and self-closing outside, actually had such vivid emotions in front of Qi Changbai.

As an outsider, Sangyu looked at the memory of little Sangyu, and felt sore in her heart.

For some reason, his eyes always fell on Qi Changbai. He always felt that this person was very familiar and very important.

……

After that, Ye Qiuyang was guiding Sang Yu to continue thinking: "After Xie Jiangming broke up, what did you do again?"

Sang Yu's expression was painful, and he said slowly: "On February 26, he sent me a text message asking me to go to the wooden house in the west of the city."

Xie Jiangming shook his head at Ye Qiuyang and said in a low voice, "My phone was broken at that time, so I didn't contact him."

The wooden house in the west of the city is where they occasionally relax and go on a date. It is built on the private lotus pond of Qi’s family. It is Qi Yuan’s private property. All have keys.

Xie Jiangming looked solemn, and his bad premonition rose sharply. At that time, his mother had just left and he was too busy to take care of himself. He no longer remembered Sang Yu's birthday. Who did he remember?

The answer is almost ready to come out, what did he do to Sang Yu...

In the dream, that Sang Yu was looking at the boy who had packed up his things and was about to go to the appointment. He took a pen and scribbled on the diary for a long time, and finally tore off all the pages and threw them into the trash can.

He took a shower, changed clothes, and smiled in the mirror.

Maybe Si Huai will let him leave the house tonight, maybe the other party doesn't remember his birthday at all.

But before he left, he still planned to say goodbye to Xie Jiangming.

It's not a decent start, at least it can end decently.

Sang Yu wore a newly bought light yellow sweater, which made him look good. He didn't know what he was thinking, what would he do if Xie Jiangming wanted to hurt him with his words.

He was afraid that if he really cried, it would be too shameful.

But he still wants to see Xie Jiangming again, maybe in the future, when the crowd is vast, they will never meet again.

Those loves and hates will all turn into clouds and dissipate, maybe one day he can also smile and let go.

What can I do if I don't let go, it is his wishful thinking after all.

Sang Yu took a taxi to the wooden house, but the gatekeeper outside was not there. At the end of February, the lotus pond was bare, and only fish could be seen up close.

He walked to the door and took a deep breath. He never thought that he would be so frightened when he saw Xie Jiangming one day.

Sang Yu knocked lightly on the door, and a faint "come in" was heard from inside.

With a sound of "squeak", Sang Yu pushed open the door, and the room was completely new, with beautiful balloons all over the floor, and snow-white feathers spelled "happy birthday" on the wall.

Sang Yu gently stepped on the newly laid carpet, and the speaker hidden in the bouquet of roses on the table automatically played a soothing birthday song.

He heard the sound of someone walking on the other side of the living room, and Sang Yu's heart beat so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest. He was as unreal as if he was stepping on a cloud. He never thought that Xie Jiangming would surprise him like this.

Sang Yu couldn't wait to see him.

He raised his foot anxiously and walked over, bumping into the person who came out with the birthday cake.

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"I'm going to the appointment," Sang Yu on the bed tightly gripped the sheets, his forehead was covered with sweat, "I, I saw Qi Changbai..."

Holding the cake, he smiled and said to me: happy birthday, Sang Yu.