The bitch who was tortured to death by me is reborn

City C is a city that never snows. The winter in December is cold and wet, and the moisture penetrates into every inch of exposed skin.

When Sheng Xing returned home in the cold, there was a pair of well-crafted men's leather shoes at the entrance. They were shiny and shiny, so smooth that not even a trace of dust could get on them, and so clean that one couldn't help but want to step on them.

He was slightly surprised, and asked Aunt Li, the nanny who was tidying up the storage cabinet, "Auntie, is my second brother home?"

"That's right, I sat and made tea in the living room before three o'clock in the afternoon, but—" Aunt Li lowered her voice hesitantly, "Second Young Master doesn't seem very happy."

It's broken, it's broken, this is to settle accounts with myself.

Sheng Xing has always been afraid of this unsmiling second brother since he was a child, so much so that now that his little lover Hong Xing has cheated on his second brother, he still has a vague feeling that he is cheating on his second brother.

It can be seen that patriarchal power harms women a lot, paternal power harms sons a lot, and brother power harms younger brothers a lot.

With a whimper in his heart, he walked into the living room resignedly.

His second elder brother Sheng Wei was sitting upright in front of the tea table, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Sheng Xing called out tentatively, "Second Brother?"

"Xiao Xing, are you back?"

Sheng Wei opened his eyes and fiddled with the tea set in front of him indifferently, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Sheng Xing looked at his second brother's expression of "I'm broken in love, I'm cheated, I'm sad but I won't say it", and smiled awkwardly, "Second brother, don't worry too much, I know this is the first time you've talked It's the first time in love, it's inevitable that you don't know people well, and after talking for a long time, your eyes will become sharp."

"Oh? Like you?"

Sheng Wei sniffed the atmosphere around him, and frowned his handsome brows slightly in disgust, "You smell like alcohol...you went clubbing with your cronies again last night, didn't you?"

Damn, you are a dog!

Sheng Xing guiltily turned his head to the side and sniffed at his neckline, and suddenly realized that it was a new dress he bought from a store half an hour ago, so he couldn't help but pursed his lips, "Second brother, you're playing tricks on me again..."

"Oh, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

The smile on Sheng Wei's lips was fleeting, and he immediately retracted his gaze, "You've been living too carefree recently. On the 12st of this month, you crashed a limited-edition racing car on the DC driveway. Cleaning, you were caught in the clubhouse. If someone hadn’t protected you, you would have been on the headlines of the major lace newspapers. No.100 was at the auction house that day, and spent [-] for a scrap of iron Ten thousand……"

"Second brother, that's not broken metal..." Sheng Xing retorted immediately, "The last treasure left by the master of the last century before his death, the unique thing in the world, is it called art, do you understand?"

"I don't care about art or not, I only know that because of the troubles you caused, when I was so busy at work that I didn't even have holidays, I had to clean up these messes for you under the instruction of my father, just because you are my brother .”

Sheng Wei took out a piece of paper and slapped it in front of him, "I signed it."

Sheng Xing took it over in a daze, "What?"

"Certificate of Enrollment."

Sheng Wei took a sip of tea, "Your private life is too chaotic. Dad thinks that with your current experience, you can't take over the family property. Go to college to calm down first."

This is the rhythm of being exiled.

Sheng Xing's reaction seemed to be struck by lightning, "Second brother, I graduated early, if you don't believe me, I'll show you my graduation certificate."

"Then further study, master's degree, doctorate degree, whatever you want."

Sheng Wei gracefully took out the pen in his coat pocket and handed it to him, "Xiao Xing, brother also signed it for your own good, huh?"

……

……

"Yes, that's it. First go to school for a few days in peace and quiet... Live in a dormitory? Do you think I'm an idiot, living comfortably at home is so boring that you can squeeze into a nest with unfamiliar people? Okay, okay I'm almost at the school gate, I won't chat with you anymore, bye~"

Sheng Xing put the phone in his pocket, and rubbed the side of his ear with his fingertips, "It's so noisy outside."

"Oh, isn't it hanging on the big red banner at the door? The centennial celebration." The driver turned around, "Master, don't sleep, study hard and make progress every day."

"Isn't it too early to go up?"

Sheng Xing lay on the back seat and yawned, looked up at the watch on his wrist, "It's only after seven o'clock, I usually don't get up until after nine o'clock."

The driver stepped on the brake, "Master, we are here."

"Row."

Sheng Xing took out a stack of file bags thrown in the innermost part of the car seat, opened the car door, and couldn't help but wince, "md, I forgot to wear a scarf again, why do I always forget things."

He raised his head to look at the campus gate, which seemed to have a heavy sense of history, and then his eyes gradually moved down, and fell on the men and women who shuttled back and forth.

The overall style is very simple. Although there are occasional eye-catching presences, they can only be regarded as unremarkable and playful at best.

boring place.

He pouted, put his right hand into his pocket and took out a cigarette case and a lighter, lit it with a "click", and took a puff of cigarette while leaning against the pillar of the pavilion at the corner of the school gate.

A girl with dyed hair half dragged and half dragged a table past him, as if moving it very hard, "Hey—student, excuse me."

Sheng Xing frowned, stretched out his hand and pressed the rough tabletop, "Student, let me help you."

"Hey—that's fine, thank you."

The girl stretched out her hand to straighten her loose ponytail, and looked at the boy in front of her who was helping out. He was well-proportioned and tall, and a simple black windbreaker looked very stylish when worn. She couldn't help laughing again. "thank you."

Sheng Xing stubbed out the cigarette, and directly lifted the table, "How can a girl do this kind of thing? It's too hard..."

"No way, the school celebration, the student union is not staffed enough."

The girl shrugged, and Sheng Xing asked her, "Where do you want to move?"

"The concert hall."

Sheng Xing asked again: "Which direction is the concert hall?"

"The concert hall is right here..." The girl froze for a moment, "Ah, you're not a student of our school, are you? Our freshmen have all held meetings there."

"Yeah." Sheng Xing lowered his head and brushed his chilly collar, "I just came here today, I wanted to find someone to ask where the teaching building is."

The girl smiled, "Then you're right to ask me, I'm a junior, and I'm very familiar with the school situation."

"Coincidentally, we are at the same level." Sheng Xing tilted his shoulders, trying to make himself more comfortable, "I graduated two years ahead of schedule, and then my family probably thought that I was not mature enough to find a job, so they asked me to spend the rest of my life. Then finish the next two years."

"Haha, your family is so funny."

The girl pointed to the road sign next to her, "Okay, turn left here is the concert hall, turn right here is the teaching building, you go to hand in the file first, I'll be there in a few steps."

Sheng Xing put the table down, "Then be careful."

He was about to turn right when a white figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"What's wrong?" The petite girl beside him patted him on the shoulder, Sheng Xing came back to his senses and smiled, "It seems that I saw someone I know just now, maybe I misread it."

"Huh?" The girl followed his gaze and suddenly called out "Ah", "Isn't that our monitor?"

"Squad leader?" Sheng Xing stared at the hurriedly gone back with interest, "Your squad leader is quite handsome."

"This, it's okay, it's different from ordinary boys, it's clean and special." The girl smiled embarrassedly, "But I don't talk too much, I heard that it's because of the difficult family situation, and I have to type several copies a week Workers, some girls handed him love letters, but they didn't seem to respond."