Roll up the villain's scum attack

Character introduction:

Song Guangyi: Chen Xiuqi's twin brother in modern society, a gentle and sunny high-ranking official.

In the early morning, the warm winter sun climbed into the floor-to-ceiling windows and gilded the soft blanket with gold. Chen Xiuqi curled up in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at a certain point of nothingness in the sky with half-closed eyes.

"Are you awake? Have breakfast."

Song Guangyi sat behind him, seeing his messy hair was shaggy under the light, he couldn't restrain himself for a moment, his hands had already touched the soft hair.

"Snapped."

Sure enough, his hand was slapped away by the opponent, and Chen Xiuqi retracted the lower half of his face into the blanket, and even hid the reddish eyes in the blanket, squinting his eyes and falling asleep.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that Song Guangyi could only hear his own breathing, it was like this every day, he had long been used to it, glanced at the back of his hand that was slapped red, he could only smile to comfort himself, and then quietly to leave.

Song Guangyi went to the kitchen, and Chen Xiuqi was still nestling in front of the French windows, only when the smell of porridge wafted from the kitchen, Chen Xiuqi turned over, with his arms drooping outside the French windows, hanging naturally.

In the semi-open kitchen, Song Guangyi was busy in it, and he had to leave again in two hours. Chen Xiuqi didn't understand what he was going to do, but such a fixed time made him feel at ease.

When Song Guangyi came out with the porridge, he saw this scene: Chen Xiuqi was lying there lazily, but his eyes were always glued to him.

Feeling warm in his heart, he could feel Chen Xiuqi's change, from having nothing in his eyes to now, his eyes can chase him.

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, do you like it?"

Knowing that he won't get a response, Song Guangyi will persistently communicate with Chen Xiuqi, knocking on the closed door non-stop, even if he doesn't get a response, he still looks forward to the day when the door opens.

Chen Xiuqi allowed him to pull himself up. He leaned against the wall behind him as if he had no bones, and huddled in a corner, hugging his knees habitually, with his head naturally drooping on his knees.

Watching Song Guangyi blow the soft porridge to a suitable temperature, and when the spoon was brought to his mouth, Chen Xiuqi had a conditioned reflex and opened his mouth to roll the porridge from the spoon into his mouth.

Such an ordinary movement made Song Guangyi's hand holding the bowl tremble slightly. Normally he would not let Chen Xiuqi open his mouth, but Chen Xiuqi would never make such a move by himself.

Chen Xiuqi couldn't feel Song Guangyi's excitement and emotion, chewing the warm porridge in his mouth, he could only feel the warmth, but he couldn't feel whether it was delicious or not.

After two or three mouthfuls of feeding, Song Guangyi saw confusion in Chen Xiuqi's expressionless eyes, and raised his hand to wipe his face, only to find that tears had already flowed all over his face.

Chen Xiuqi has no concept of the passage of time, only Song Guangyi knows that it took him four years of persistence to achieve such a small change.

"So nice."

Song Guangyi instinctively wanted to rub his head, but when he was about to touch it, thinking of Chen Xiuqi's resistance just now, he turned his hand and squeezed his face instead.

This time Chen Xiuqi did not open his hand.

Being touched on the head is a dangerous thing, but what about the face?Chen Xiuqi was dazzled by the sunlight, so he could only squint at Song Guangyi's crying and smiling face, touching his face should not be so dangerous.

So Chen Xiuqi let Song Guangyi rub his face like dough.

He has no emotions, and it doesn't matter how Song Guangyi rubs him at ordinary times. Only when Song Guangyi just woke up, if Song Guangyi didn't know what to do and came to rub him, he would feel an emotion similar to being upset.

Although this is not good for Chen Xiuqi, Song Guangyi likes it very much. After all, being able to have an emotion can be regarded as a great breakthrough.

Song Guangyi rubbed him for a few minutes, packed the tableware contentedly, and said goodbye without reply before leaving for work.

As soon as Song Guangyi left, Chen Xiuqi left the small corner of the French window and walked to the living room.

In the living room, there was a floor covered with a soft carpet, on which were placed many strange gadgets. In the past few days, after Song Guangyi left, Chen Xiuqi would come to this place to play with these gadgets.

Most of the time, I just hold it in my hand, sit on the ground, hold a small dinosaur, and watch it all morning.

What he didn't know was that there was surveillance in the house, and Song Guangyi could see his every move when he was at work, and discuss it with the psychiatrist beside him.

"How long has he been acting like this?"

The doctor seemed to find it amusing, and sat next to Song Guangyi, and the two of them leaned closer to look at the display screen.

"In the first two years, he would only stay in the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window, and generally would not go anywhere else; in the third year, he began to look around the house, sometimes touching some small ornaments, mostly Just look, once I went to a friend's house, the little boy in his house had his own toy area, so I also opened a piece of land in the living room and put some small toys, he didn't touch it after he found out, until a few days ago God, I saw him sitting on the ground, looking at those little toys, and only started touching them yesterday."

The psychiatrist patted Song Guangyi on the shoulder, "It is not easy to have such a breakthrough. After nearly 20 years of isolation of consciousness, it is extremely difficult to restore normal behavior. This kind of children's behavior is a kind of consciousness. Grow and have hope."

When he returned home at noon, Chen Xiuqi had already left the living room ahead of schedule, and returned to the floor-to-ceiling windows. His eyes were facing the park outside the community. His eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people. As long as he wanted to look, he could see the happy smiles of the children playing. , You can even see the crystal beads of sweat on the children's faces.

Song Guangyi had long been used to his deceitful behavior. He glanced at the small toys in the living room, which were placed at exactly the same angles as when he left, and couldn't help but smile for a moment.

Chen Xiuqi heard the movement in the living room, smelled a smell that did not belong to Song Guangyi, turned his head, and happened to meet Song Guangyi who walked in.

And the emanating body of that strange smell was sleeping soundly in Song Guangyi's arms.

Song Guangyi looked at his younger brother's face, a rare look of confusion appeared on his face, as if he was saying: What is this?

Song Guangyi hugged the child and sat in front of the French window. Chen Xiuqi's stretched long legs quickly retracted, and he nestled vigilantly in the corner, frowning, staring at the baby in Song Guangyi's arms.

It's like watching a scourge.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a milk doll, it's very small and soft, it won't hurt you."

Song Guangyi approached Chen Xiuqi carefully, comforting him while coaxing the child in his arms.

Chen Xiuqi's mind was already dazed by the thick milky smell, and his sense of smell was also different from ordinary people, this thick and pure smell almost made him feel sick to his stomach.

Too greasy, too fragrant, too sweet.

Song Guangyi noticed Chen Xiuqi's distorted face, and touched the child's diaper strangely, "It's very clean," and then smelled the smell on the child, "It smells good too, why are you so uncomfortable? look like?"

Chen Xiuqi couldn't express his suffering, let alone express it, so he could only curl himself into a ball, turn his back on his back, and tuck himself into the blanket, like a frightened little hedgehog.

Song Guangyi had no choice but to give up, and wrapped the pillow that was holding the child to sleep around and under the baby, and went into the kitchen to cook by himself.

Chen Xiuqi was tucked into the blanket all the time, motionless, with only one eye exposed, staring closely at the sleeping beast.

I don't know if it's because the scent on the little thing is too strong, or because the sun is too pleasing that day, Chen Xiuqi fell asleep after tensing his nerves for 10 minutes.

If Song Guangyi knew about this, he would probably be so shocked that all the pots and pans would be smashed into pieces.

A strong sedative can cripple more than a dozen armed policemen, and at its strongest, it can only keep him quiet for half an hour. How could the scent of a milk dumpling put him to sleep?Who dares to believe it?

"Yeah... hey..."

Chen Xiuqi squinted his eyes, and a feeling of irritability enveloped his heart. Why was Song Guangyi so ignorant, and came over to rub him while he was sleeping.

What caught my eye was a pair of big dark and round eyes, and the silvery liquid dripped on Chen Xiuqi's lips. Chen Xiuqi suddenly woke up, and the movement of turning his hands over his face stopped immediately. A fat hand was pinching his face, and the saliva was still dripping all over his face.

"Hey...hehe...well, well."

Xiaotuanzi grinned, and the saliva burst out again, spattering Chen Xiuqi's face.

Chen Xiuqi's whole body was stiff. The little dumpling holding his head was so soft that it felt like it could be crushed with a light pinch. A person who used to kill people as easily as chopping vegetables and melons was cut by a soft Xiaotuanzi was too frightened to move.

"Woo, wooden horse, well, boo—"

When Song Guangyi walked out of the kitchen with his lunch, his hands and feet were numb, as if all the blood had been drained from his body, his face turned five degrees pale in an instant, he tiptoedly put down the tray, and approached quietly.

He could feel that Chen Xiuqi's mood fluctuated violently, even his breathing became extremely short, and his expression was also very shocked. He had never seen Chen Xiuqi have such rich emotions.

Only that little tuanzi, a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, still hugged Chen Xiuqi for a rough kiss, with two chubby legs spread apart, sitting on Chen Xiuqi's neck.

The diaper was right against Chen Xiuqi's chin.

Song Guangyi approached the two of them stiffly, and quietly put his hand under Xiaotuanzi's armpit, trying to hug him, but when Xiaotuanzi found out, he was shocked again, and grabbed Chen Xiuqi's ear ...

Song Guangyi looked at his poor brother in embarrassment, and in Chen Xiuqi's eyes, which he had never shown consciously, he saw: grievance, blame, confusion, dissatisfaction, anger, disgust, and even pain.

"Okay, okay, don't bother brother, let's go eat grandma, shall we?"

Hearing about eating grandma, Xiaotuanzi let go, but Song Guangyi pulled Chen Xiuqi's neck between his legs, like pulling a carrot.

After dealing with Xiaotuanzi and coaxing the little guy to sleep, Song Guangyi could free up time to "take care of" his poor brother.

When he came, the saliva on Chen Xiuqi's face was clotted, the tips of his hair were sticky from the dripping saliva, the tips of his ears were scratched by Xiaotuanzi's ignorant hands, and the blood had already coagulated.

Song Guangyi wiped his face guiltily and treated the broken wound. Chen Xiuqi still looked at him with rich eyes, and Song Guangyi couldn't help feeling happy.

No matter what, it was beyond his expectation that his younger brother could express so many emotions.

In the afternoon, Song Guangyi took Xiaotuanzi away. Chen Xiuqi did not go to the living room this time, but leaned against the French window, watching Song Guangyi drive out of the community until he turned three turns and was no longer seen.

"Fuck you! What a fucking bastard you are!"

A punch hit Song Guangyi directly at the corner of his mouth. Song Guangyi had a chance to dodge, but he didn't dodge in the end. He stood still and let the opponent punch him.

"You put Lao Tzu's son next to that lunatic. If something happens, can you bear it? He is a lunatic, and you are not sober?"

Song Guangyi knew that what he did was not authentic, and he didn't refute it. He just frowned when he heard those two harsh words.

"He's not crazy. Your son hurt him, but he didn't do anything to the child."

After finishing speaking, he was punched on the shoulder again, "If something really happens, you won't have a fucking place to cry! You two bastards."

The man hugged the sleeping child, although he was furious and spoke harshly, his voice was lowered, "For the friendship between our brothers for so many years, this matter should be turned over, Song Guangyi, there will be no next time."

Song Guangyi watched him leave angrily, wiped the broken blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood there for a long time.

He will definitely make Chen Xiuqi look like a normal person, definitely.

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