beautiful waste

Lu Zhuoying and Yan Yiwei are not very close, they have never discussed the Lu family's affairs; but Lu Zhuoying and Yan Yiwei seem to be very close, because they can know what the other is thinking even without discussing.

This seems to be a natural pair of villains, able to peek at each other's wounds when they are most dangerous.However, under the high degree of trust between the two, it is not without ulterior motives.

For 19-year-old Lu Zhuoying, he is the weakest one in this hunting ground.No one can stand against him.Whether it is the decisive Yan Yiwei, the powerful Gao Jiming, or the mysterious big man behind them, or the days when life in the Lu family is worse than death...

He has no power, no possessions, only the name of Lu's family.He knew why he was being used by them, why didn't he use them?

Mr. Lu seems to have inherited all his cleverness, cunning, and treachery to Lu Zhuoying. He doesn't believe in anyone but himself.Yan Yiwei wants people, Gao Jiming wants money, big shots want power, all of them are stronger than him, and the vortex of interests is intricate.He was able to judge the situation among these beasts, to allow himself a subtle foothold, and to use each other with them.

It's just that he is still too weak and good at dormant, but when he participates, he is neither humble nor overbearing, showing maturity and wisdom beyond that of young people.

He only wants his own interests, and no one can take away what he deserves!

However, at this moment, he and Yan Yiwei are like-minded, and they are the best pair of partners.

Together they are excited about the imminent success of revenge.

The two stepped into Lu's house excitedly like a pair of wolves with their tongues outstretched and drooling.

Lu Zhuoying could hardly wait to see the expression on her father's face.

The Lu family is completely different from when he moved in more than a year ago.In late autumn, the plants in the garden grew wildly over the summer, covering the entire roof wall.Turning to late autumn, the branches and leaves withered.The crazily growing vines entangled countless times, and buried the entire villa, as if they had become spirits, turning into a haunted house on this quiet mountain road.

The servants in the house were all driven away by Mr. Lu, and fallen leaves swirled on the ground.The backyard of the Lu family was emptied by Mrs. Wang, and there was not a hair left.The front yard has also been sold several times and is dilapidated.

Mr. Lu's antiques, calligraphy and paintings, Lu Xueyu's sports car, and Italian furniture are all gone.Lu's house presents a bustling ruin-like space, the walls are mottled with traces of impressionist paintings, and the carpet is still made of French wool, which is soft and fluffy to step on without making a sound...

In the evening, Lu Zhuoying and Yan Yiwei stepped on the court-style carpet.

There is no one in the Lu family.

The two looked around at Lu's house, admiring enough, and finally found Mr. Lu in the study.

Mr. Lu hunched over in the darkness, as if he didn't feel that it was getting late.The dusk was heavy and oppressive.No one responded to his calls, and he relapsed and died, with a "ho ho" sound coming from his throat.

He was about to pour himself a glass of water, but the glass was far away and he couldn't reach it.The bell in the study room was slapped "jingle dingling" by him, making an astonishing vibrating sound...

When he saw Lu Zhuoying first, he frowned and was filled with anger.This bastard didn't know where he died these days.There was an accident at home, and he slipped away fast, not as good as a dog.

Then he saw Yan Yiwei behind Lu Zhuoying again, his pupils dilated, he looked at Lu Zhuoying almost dully, and then at Yan Yiwei.

"Dad, I came to see you. Are you okay?"

Lu Zhuoying was afraid that she would laugh, so she just looked at Mr. Lu with a smile.

Mr. Lu did not answer them.

He sniffed and stared at the two wolves who entered the room, and suddenly understood everything!

Lu Zhuoying looked at him with a smile, and Yan Yiwei pulled up a chair to watch.He felt hungry when he saw Mr. Lu, very hungry.

The bodyguards swarmed in and dismantled Mr. Lu's study again.All the lamps and documents on the desk were swept away, and there was a table of hot snacks. Lu Zhuoying was watching there, and Yan Yiwei ate it with his head buried.

He hasn't eaten yet.

The bodyguards stood behind each with their guns.

Mr. Lu's hair was disheveled and scattered, and he hadn't combed or washed his hair for several days.The blanket around him was already stank.

He was stared at by Lu Zhuoying's cold, excited, and interesting eyes, and suddenly felt a creepy shiver.

"Where is Axue? Give me back Axue!"

The only thing Mr. Lu uttered with difficulty was this sentence.

In the end, the old man's main concern was his precious son.

Lu Zhuoying sighed: "Father, you really like your brother the most."

"You scoundrel! How dare you collude with others to harm me..."

Mr. Lu tried to get out of the seat and rushed over to beat him.It's a pity that he couldn't hit him, he could only wave his fist helplessly, panted heavily before he could get out of the seat, and lay back powerlessly.

"What? Are you going to hit me again? Do you have any addiction to beating?"

Gradually, Lu Zhuoying felt his brain boiling, and all the blood in his body was cheering and clamoring!

"It's been like this since I was a child. I've been beaten every day for three days, without any reason or reason, as if I'm a thing without feelings, and I can be rounded and flattened by you. Dad, what is this? Why?"

When he was three years old, he entered Lu's house for the first time, because he couldn't hold the bowl handed over by the servant, he was slapped by his father and cried loudly;

At the age of 12, he won No.1 in the basketball game, and he ran to Lu's house excitedly.I hope he can look at him and smile at him.He has never been praised by him and knows that it is impossible to get it, but it is always possible to smile.

However, at that time, Mr. Lu was about to go out with Lu Xueyu, and it was already quite late.He was in a mess before going out, he was huddled at the stairs, Mr. Lu was annoyed by him, and for no reason, he hit the back of his head and pushed him out of the way.His head hit the guardrail, and he couldn't recover for a long time...

At 17, he is already an adult.But Mr. Lu still resorted to force when he disagreed with each other.He had been smashed countless times by the empty inkstone that was the paperweight in the study.

For countless days, he beat and scolded him, without dignity, and did not treat him as a human being.

He often wondered why his father hated him, and since he wanted to hate him, why did he want him to go back; since he wanted to let him go back, why did he have to have Lu Xueyu who was better than him in every way and more favored than him!

Without Lu Xueyu, he didn't know that his father could still laugh and talk softly to people. He didn't know that love also has temperature, it can be hot and scorching, and it can be so warm that the heart is hot and the bones ache.

And he never enjoyed it.

He is only cold!despair!And endless humiliation and pain!

why?

"You are my son, if I want to hit you, I will hit you, why not!"

His great father replied confidently.

He watched the old man gasping for breath, showing no sign of repentance, and shook his head slightly.

"No. It shouldn't be like this."

Lu Zhuoying suddenly smiled mysteriously, moved a chair and sat there watching him.

"I know why you hate me so much. It's because the woman who made the third-level film gave you a child, which made you lose face? It made you unable to hold your head up in front of others?"

"You are talking nonsense!"

"Unfortunately, I have the blood of the woman who took pornography on my body. She is dirty, and you are dirtier than her. I am the evil seed created by your dirty blood. I have witnessed your copulation with her all my life. You will always Can't get rid of it!"

Mr. Lu screamed crazily with a hoarse voice.

"Get out of here! Get out of here!!"

Lu Zhuoying smiled lightly.

He kind of likes Dad now, no, a lot.He smiled gently, and he had exactly the same personality as him. Among the three brothers, he was the most similar to him, and they were almost carved out of the same mold.

Who made them natural enemies?

Yan Yiwei swallowed three or four big steamed buns, a basket of siu mai, and a shiny braised pork elbow in one go.

After eating until he couldn't eat any more, he stopped, ready to appreciate the koan between the father and son.

Lu Zhuoying doesn't mind him being the audience at the moment, because they are the closest allies, and they have seen each other's worst and most shameless moments.

He was always naked in front of him, very frank.

Under the double gaze of him and Lu Zhuoying, Mr. Lu couldn't stand it anymore.

Lu Zhuoying enthusiastically scraped him in front of him like a wild beast, Yan Yiwei snorted coldly and hid in the dark, watching their jokes with smoke in his mouth.

They were in a panic, drooling, and in a hunting posture.

"What do you want!"

Lu Zhuoying said: "Don't be angry with Dad, the days are still long."

Mr. Lu yelled: "You wolf-hearted thing, these years, you eat and drink from the Lu family. What can the Lu family do to you? You want to hurt me like this?"

Lu Zhuoying turned a deaf ear to it, and leisurely took out a newspaper: "Father, shall I read you a newspaper? Don't you like hearing your brother read newspapers to you the most?"

He pretended to be Lu Xueyu's voice and read him a news item that was published that day.The news reported how dilapidated the Lu family is now, and debtors and merchants have all blocked the door of Lu's house!The official disintegration of the Lu family was very slow and long.But he easily told him how they would divide his dirt, which dirt he would divide, who would divide how much, and who would get billions from the oil company without any effort...

Mr. Lu's eyes stared straight, his muscles trembled, and he twisted his face and got under the blanket.

Lu Zhuoying said: "This is not good, Dad, I will read you another one."

This article is the news that the second young master of the Lu family, Lu Xueyu, was kidnapped. I heard that the Lu family went bankrupt and offered 100 billion to redeem his son, but the kidnapper disappeared without a trace. Lu Xueyu's life and death are uncertain...

"Don't read it, don't read it! I don't want to hear it!!"

Mr. Lu covered his face and cried bitterly.

He didn't want to hear it, but Lu Zhuoying wanted to read it.And read it in front of his ear.

While reading the newspaper with great interest, Lu Zhuoying admired his father who was extremely cold and frightened.

Mr. Lu shook his head, weeping.

"Don't be afraid, I haven't read Lu Yuanfeng's first-instance judgment yet."

Mr. Lu screamed frantically:

"I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen! Get out, get out..."

He was completely cornered, trying to bang his head against the wall.He bumped his head hysterically, hit the wall, and went mad, as if he had gone crazy and possessed no face.

At this moment, Lu Zhuoying didn't feel the pleasure of revenge at all.

He doesn't want this.

He didn't seem to be able to say what he wanted.

He wants to go back to the past, back to the beginning when nothing started; he wants his mother to come back alive, well, like all normal mothers; he even wants to go back to the fly nest, wash vegetables, cook and feed medicine every day Wiping body, exhausted from busy work...

But it's impossible, it's too late.

He will never go back!

"You are sorry for me, you are sorry for my mother. No one will forgive you, no one will forgive you. You will never be forgiven, and you will live in hell forever. You should die."

Mr. Lu was crying: "It doesn't matter if I die, you give me back Axue..."

Lu Zhuoying gritted her teeth and said, "You think so beautifully! If you die, I will definitely torture Lu Xueyu. I will torture him until life is worse than death."

"You are also from the Lu family! He is your brother!"

"Really? Why don't I know?"

Lu Zhuoying sneered, "Am I from the Lu family? I don't think so."

Mr. Lu was stunned for a while, and finally realized what he did wrong!

"Okay, Dad, let's stop here today. I'll come and see you tomorrow."

Lu Zhuoying and Yan Yiwei left, leaving only loneliness submerged in darkness.This loneliness frightened him more than the previous hatred, and made him difficult.He drowned in this lonely darkness, the Lu family was empty, Lu Xueyu's life and death were uncertain, and he was the only one left.

In the quiet darkness, those past events that he had long forgotten suddenly rushed towards him.Those ghosts and monsters that he was not afraid of crawled out from the ground.

He was alone in the dark, facing them, and finally let out a desperate scream.