my class teacher brother

I would like to dedicate this self-report to all those who support Queen Leng Yun's acceptance——

Xiao Lengyun, to be honest, I don't like this name very much, because it is too cold.My family is very rich, but it does not belong to me, because I am an illegitimate child.

This is not sad, I don't care about the huge family business, and I have no intention of fighting for anything, because what I love is medicine, which has nothing to do with my family.

Studying medicine is a very boring thing, but it allows me to forget all my troubles. To be honest, I have a good life.

But God likes to joke so much. When I was 15 years old, my family suddenly said that I would be sent to a place. Looking at them with sympathy or pity, my intuition told me that it would not be a good place.

In the next year, I was forced to reach an almost impossible medical height based on the existing foundation. It seemed that after completing this task, there would be something waiting for me. For some reason, I had some expectations.

The first time I met that person whom everyone called "Young Master", I was told that my medical skills could only be put to use with him, in other words, I was his, dedicated doctor.

I am very dissatisfied, I study medicine because I expect to be a good doctor to help those who are suffering, so that I will feel that my existence is not as meaningless as they say.But obviously, the meaning of my existence has shrunk a lot now.So I was as ready to resist as any stubborn teenager-although the other middle-aged man didn't look generally scary.

Just when my reason and emotions were in a fierce conflict, the boy who was about my age said that he wanted to talk to me alone.I found out later that if he hadn't stopped me, I might have been killed on the spot.

I start to look at him.He was dressed in black and always had his arms around his chest, looking like an ancient king.I think he must be very difficult to get along with.

I was taken aback when he opened his mouth.He asked me if I hated this place.I didn't know if he was testing me, so I didn't answer.But he said that he was sure because our eyes were the same, so I would be his first friend.

I thought at the time that it would be nice to have a friend in this unfamiliar place, so I agreed.At that time, he just raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. His smile looked evil and handsome. Later, I gradually realized that not all of his smiles were happy, it should be said that most of them were not happy.

I thought being a private doctor would be very leisurely. Maybe that middle-aged man was too worried about him.Then I realized that wasn't the case at all.His body was covered with wounds almost every day, and some of them were whip wounds.I began to realize that he was never just a rich man's young master.

Until one day, he had several gunshot wounds on his body, and I began to doubt it.

Of course he refused to tell me, I just thought he was stingy.So I researched a spray that can make people enter a half-awake state on my own. I hypnotized several guards who guarded me and asked them a few questions.Only then did I know that the middle-aged man was a gangster!As for why they chose me as a child, it was because firstly, they could not be responsible, and secondly, they wanted to paralyze me from a young age, so that I would do things for them willingly and in a daze.

I am very angry, but helpless.Somehow, he found out that I was taking the medicine, and he did something that left me speechless. He pressed me on the bed, took off my pants, and gave me a solid spanking.My helpless doctor is naturally no match for him who trains every day.As you can imagine, I was beaten badly.

I was angry and refused to talk to him, he said a lot of things on his own, nothing more than the danger of being discovered by doing so.Finally he said, "One day, I will take you out."

I don't know why I believed him, but his tone made it impossible not to believe it.So, we prepared again and again.

We have escaped many times, and every time we are caught and come back, it will be miserable. The middle-aged man will say every time, "It's not close." He will reply with a sneer, "This will never be the last time."

I was naturally curious about his persistence, and he couldn't help my groaning, and finally said the reason - he wanted to go back to find his brother.

He would always tell me about his lovely younger brother, only at that time, his smile would not be so bitter, but with a touch of joy and pride.To be honest, it is a challenge for me to listen to him talk about these things, because I can't help being jealous of the Xiaorui he said, who has such a good brother.

Later, he fell in love with that banished fairy-like woman, and his determination to escape became more determined.

Perhaps that woman was too fragile to bear his passionate love. After a failed escape, under the pressure of that man, she took drugs and left.

He lost his mind for a moment, but got himself into the operating room.

He didn't know how I felt during the whole operation, he didn't know, when he recovered his heartbeat, I, a person who never believed in anything, said "Thank God" for the first time.

After all, he is him, and after waking up, he is still the sensible Han Qiuluo, but he is more cautious, and his smile is getting less and less.

But in the end, we escaped.That fight was so fucking scary, I don't want to think about it for the life of me.He was eager to return, and of course I would not be a light bulb. I rented an apartment very close to their home.

On the first day back, he beat his precious brother.

I really don't understand his logic, but I know that there is no need for me to intervene between the two of them.

For the first time, I knew that he could also have such a gentle side. His smiles were not limited to sneers and evil smiles.To be honest, I'm really jealous, but the person he wants to protect is the person I want to protect.Because at this moment, he is the meaning of my existence.

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