blood

The first time we went to Mr. Xiao's residence, Ah Sheng and I were very cautious, after all, he didn't seem like a friendly person to get along with.

It's not uncommon for rich donors to come across, but it's still rare to see such a large sum of money.But it’s not unreasonable to pay so much money. The whole process made me feel very twisted, because it was said to share a room with us, but in fact it never touched us, just looked at me and A Sheng gloomily. The red waves rolled.His gaze seems to be looking at us, and it seems to be looking further away through us.But Mr. Xiao's taste is considered to be very good for the hobby of the rich.

In that mansion, which was obviously ruined on the outside and gorgeous and retro on the inside, besides a few servants and us, there was another person, and I remember meeting him only a few times for dinner.

At first glance, it makes people look sideways curiously. It already has the outline of a teenager transitioning to an adult. There are always spots of starlight in the eyes. Mr. Xiao is much more eye-catching than him, not to mention A Sheng, why should he emphasize A Sheng, probably because he always has an inexplicable sense of hostility towards him.

Ah Sheng's appearance is different from my somewhat heroic appearance, his long androgynous but slightly heroic, just stuck in the neutral range, and the prickly dimple on the side of his smile is very pleasing.

Beauty is a bonus when one has strength, but it is a disaster for those who do not have the ability to protect themselves. They can only become lambs to be slaughtered. This is true for women and men.If it weren't for the huge debts owed by his dead dad, I don't know if his life would be different.

That person is actually a very weird existence. He and Mr. Xiao can see that they are in a cold war, but they can't see the relationship. For some reason, the cold war has come to this point.If you want to say that they are lovers, but you rarely see them sleeping together, if you want to say that they are relatives, they don't look alike.That person didn't have any junior attitude towards Mr. Xiao, he treated us as equals, he treated us as he wanted (even though he didn't pay much attention to us). There is a weird atmosphere, as long as the two of them appear together, even if the two of them haven't seen each other, you will have a feeling of being invisible and being shielded out.

As for Asheng's hostility, it's actually very simple, not because of being trapped, but because of jealousy, envy, and unwillingness to fate.After all, at a similar age, such a comparison is too hurtful.

I remember one time when I was there, the breeze was blowing in early summer, and the sky was just dawning.He was watering the flowers at the side. The unknown plants were all white and translucent. There would be a slightly drooping flower bud at the top of each plant, emitting a little white light in the backlight.Seeing that he was in a good mood, he nodded and greeted us "morning". Mr. Xiao was standing not far away, but his body was leaning in his direction.

The second time I met him was when I passed by an inconspicuous room, the afternoon sun was dappled on his face, he squinted his eyes and was drowsy, and the books were scattered beside him.The appearance in my memory seems a little blurry, but I clearly remember that in the golden afternoon, the "Homer's Epic" closest to my feet unfolded just about the myth of Sisyphus, and the gaze was on Camus Essay essay:

"His fate is his.

His rock is his thing.

Likewise, when the absurd man contemplates his pain,

He silences all idols. "

The third time happened during an unknown dispute between Ah Sheng and him. When I heard the sound and arrived, Ah Sheng was about to raise his fist and swing at him, but unexpectedly the situation changed suddenly. Chopping and kicking, but riding on A Sheng's body smoothly, although he has avoided hitting his vitals, he still punches to the flesh, and it hurts to look at it.After he got up, he didn't have any expression, and the corner of his mouth was a little damaged. The servants and I who rushed over were silent, but when we came back to our senses, there was only the background of the man in the distance.

"Why did you provoke him again?" I angrily pulled A Sheng, A Sheng provoked him not once or twice, and sometimes even messed up in front of Mr. Xiao.But it was very strange, Mr. Xiao didn't pay any attention, just watched silently and didn't interfere.If he goes too far this time, let's see what he will use to repay the debt.

But this time Ah Sheng seemed to have been beaten, he was in a daze, and he didn't refute, as if he was frightened.Ask him what happened and don't say anything, just lower your head and squeeze tightly, and sometimes bite your fingers unconsciously, but after that, you just don't find fault with the other party, or you don't have a chance to find fault.

Not long after, I remember that he carried a big suitcase, walked into my room smartly, and said a word to me.

"Hey Aaron, you should go" and handed me the heavy box.

"If it's convenient, please help me send the things anonymously after five years. If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it, thank you." He said in a volume that only the two of us could hear.

"Besides, it's windy, don't come back." He looked out the window and said the last sentence to me.

After walking out of the mansion, I found that A Sheng had been waiting silently by the car. There was a box like mine in the car. After sitting in the car, when I looked back, I seemed to see a silhouette shining through the window, a tall The figure slowly surrounded the other without struggling or responding.

When I went back, I opened it, and as expected, it was a box of money. I thought I would be excited, but I didn't expect that now that I got the money, I lost my taste.After searching inside, I finally found an unsealed white envelope. As soon as I picked it up, a piece of white paper fell out of it, and what came into view was a sentence:

"Next to the silent film is what I want to say after you."

I looked at the address, it was the place I just left, and the recipient was Xiao Yujing.

Five years later, I sent it anonymously as promised, and used the money to live a good life. Of course, I lost contact with the former people.After settling abroad, one day I heard a tramp singing in French:

Leventselève!  …

ilfauttenterdevivre

When the wind blows, the only way to survive is to work hard.

He said that to anyone,

But only forgot to tell myself.