Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

The rain came suddenly and fell with a crackling sound. Jiangcheng is a coastal city, and there are many typhoons in summer. Zhang Jing closed the window before the wind swept the rain into the room.

He called the old lady, who had already arrived home.

"Jingjing, which house do you like?" The old lady asked suddenly before hanging up the phone.

Zhang Jing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"I want your dad to buy you a house and write your name." Her daughter-in-law's performance in the afternoon left her with lingering fears, and she didn't even dare to think about how she would treat Zhang Jing, who was always against her. The accusation shocked her even more.

She really felt that she was getting old and confused. Even if she didn't want Zhang Jing to rely too much on her, she could definitely let her little grandson have a place to live early, and even if he didn't want to stay at home, he could have a place to stay.

"Buy me a house?" Zhang Jing was surprised, "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?" He wanted to leave home, but he never thought about asking Feng Ye to buy him a house.

Zhang Jiayun sensed that his tone was wrong, and asked, "Don't you want it?"

"I...I don't have a house that I like," Zhang Jing refused to touch the old lady's heart. "I used to like the house in Nanwan, but it was sold out a long time ago."

He remembered that the last time Jian Min took him home, the community he was in was in Nanwan, and the houses in that area were so expensive that they were sold out long ago.

"I don't like anything for the time being. Buying a house still has to be satisfactory. I'm not in a hurry to buy a house." He said this to make the old lady quit.

"Oh..." The old lady was a little worried.

"Don't worry about it, what time is it, hurry up and go to rest." Zhang Jing coaxed her, "I'm only so old, don't worry about buying a house, go to sleep."

The old lady put the phone on the table, looked at Feng Ye, and sighed: "He said he likes the houses in Nanwan, but all the houses over there are sold out, and he doesn't want anything else."

The typhoon crossed the country, today's flight was cancelled, Feng Ye decided to stay overnight in Huaicheng.

"Then I'll buy it later." At first, Feng Ye thought it was his mother who wanted it, but unexpectedly it was for Zhang Jing. Although he was not reluctant, it was indeed not as happy as it was at the beginning, let alone the house in Nanwan.

Zhang Jiayun figured out that his attitude was inconsistent, and her heart became more and more uncertain. Leaving Feng Shuyu's car aside, Feng Ye bought him two sets for the house alone, and Jingjing's attitude was like this when it was Jingjing's turn.

But it's also her fault for her incompetence, and there's nothing she can do if her son doesn't like it, so she can only save more money and leave it to Jingjing when the time comes.

Seeing that she was not going to sleep, Feng Ye was walking up and down the living room, staring blankly at the rain outside from time to time, worried: "Mom, aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy," the old lady waved her hand, "You've been tired all day, go and rest, and leave me alone."

Feng Ye could feel her anxiety, worried that something was wrong with her, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Don't worry, I bought a house in Nanwan. If Xiaojing really wants it, I will sell the house It’s under his name. The house has been renovated, no one has lived in it, it’s all new, if Xiaojing is not satisfied with the decoration, he can redecorate it, as long as he is happy.”

The old lady looked at him: "Yes, can you give it to Jingjing?"

"Of course, I haven't lived there anyway. I'll start to do it when I come back from a business trip. Don't worry about him all the time. It's not good for your health to hide too many things in your heart."

After finally coaxing the old lady back to the room, Feng Ye returned to the bedroom.

The rain outside the window was getting louder and louder, and after a while, it started to thunder and lightning. He was afraid that the old lady would worry about him and he would not be able to sleep well. Zhang Jing couldn't sleep well, and he didn't eat dinner. what ingredients.

He didn't turn on the lights in the corridor on the second floor. He wasn't afraid of the dark, but he was afraid of the dark and cramped space.

Zhang Mengyao was thirsty and wanted to go downstairs to get a glass of water. As soon as she left the room, she heard the sound of walking. She followed the sound and saw a figure walking step by step in the darkness. The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, and she choked for breath.

Zhang Jing walked to the stairs, the light from downstairs hit his face, and half of his face was hidden in the darkness.

Zhang Mengyao watched him look up at herself, her eyes were cold, her hands and feet were cold in an instant, a lightning bolt struck, and the corridor suddenly seemed like daylight, Zhang Jing's pale face made her feel like she had gone back to many years ago, and she couldn't even hold the cup in her hand Stopped, the sudden muffled thunder completely overwhelmed her psychological defense.

The cup fell to the ground and fell on the thick carpet.

Zhang Jing saw that Zhang Mengyao was in a daze at the door for several seconds, and hurried back to the room after dropping the cup.

As soon as the door slammed with a slam, it heard the "click" sound of locking it again.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Zhang Jing finally realized what was going on. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile, which was really interesting.

Zhang Mengyao sat on the ground with her back against the sliding door, her face was very ugly, her eyes were full of horror, and her whole body was trembling.

The curtains were not drawn, and the lightning and thunder outside seemed to be putting pressure on her. She covered her face and sobbed softly. The figure of the little boy kept flashing in her mind, and it overlapped with Zhang Jing's figure before she knew it.

Zhang Jing stood directly facing the staircase, looking upstairs. It turned out that the small dark room where he was locked up had long since been redecorated into a small study.

When Zhang Mengyao was a child, he would throw him into the utility room if something went wrong. The room had no windows, and even if he entered during the day, he had to turn on the light. Later, the light bulb broke, and when the door was closed, it was darker than the darkest night.

Aunt Chen knew about it, but she didn't dare to intervene. If she interfered, she would be warned and dismissed. The dismissal was a trivial matter, but Zhang Mengyao would not let Zhang Jing go if she left. If someone else came to the house, the situation might be worse.

She always released Zhang Jing when Zhang Mengyao was away, hugged him to coax him, and hid a small lamp for him in the utility room for him to hold, and then secretly changed the light bulb in the small room.

Her efforts were not in vain, as long as there was a little light, Zhang Jing's extreme fear could be relieved.

But it was the evil in his heart that got him out of the sea of ​​misery, and the idea of ​​revenge grew stronger day by day in his heart, and finally one day swallowed him up.

He couldn't even remember how his seven-year-old self would think of such revenge.

After much deliberation, it is probably because there is a monster deep in my heart.

Grandma and Uncle Feng's family came to Jiangcheng that day, and Feng Haoyang was his first target.

He and Deng Zixuan had long thought of a trick to beat Feng Haoyang, so Deng Zixuan brought a bag from his house, which was said to have contained ducks.

While the adults were chatting, he blinked at Feng Haoyang who was beside him, and then slipped out.

The other party was worried that he would not find a chance to bully him, so he followed out when no one was looking, but he couldn't find anyone when he went out.After wandering outside for a while, I still didn't see him, but just as I was about to go back, I saw Zhang Jing enter an alley.

Feng Haoyang quickly chased after him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the alley, he was caught with a sack from behind, and he was kicked into it just as he was about to struggle.

Deng Zixuan was younger than Feng Haoyang, but he ran fast and was about the same size as him, so it was easy to trap him.

Feng Haoyang was kicked before he could make a move, and he was kicked in the mouth, and he screamed in pain. Before he could resist, he was punched and kicked, making him scream.

He didn't know how long it took before the beating stopped suddenly. He heard footsteps going away, but his whole body was sore, and he didn't have the strength to chase after him. He lay on the ground and howled dryly. The sack is removed.

Zhang Jing quietly went back and nestled into the old lady's arms again.

After a long time, Feng Haoyang came back with a limp, his whole body was purple and blue, and his face was even more horrible.

Everyone was amazed, the aunt was so distressed, she hurriedly pulled him into her arms and asked what was going on, Feng Haoyang insisted that it was Zhang Jing who beat him.

Zhang Jing looked innocent, and shrank into the old lady's arms in fear. He muttered, "Cousin, what are you talking about? How could I beat you?"

He was no match for Feng Haoyang in stature and build, and no one believed Feng Haoyang's words.

"It's you! You found someone, you put a sack on my back and hit me!" Feng Haoyang roared.

Zhang Jing's tears were about to fall, he pulled the old lady's sleeves aggrievedly, and argued: "It's not me, grandma, where do I know anyone? The big hall brother has never liked me, so it's fine if I go back to Huaicheng to bully me, But he falsely accused me of beating him, how could I beat him? Grandma..."

The amount of information in this passage is too much, Zhang Mengyao's face becomes very stinky, come to her house as a guest and bully her son?

However, the eldest aunt felt sorry for her son, and opened her mouth to call Zhang Jing's little bastard nonsense, which annoyed Zhang Mengyao even more.

Feng Da and the others swallowed their anger and did not dare to leave. Under Zhang Mengyao's cold face, they finished their lunch aggrieved, and when the meal was over, they excused something and ran away in desperation.

The old lady didn't say a word from the beginning, and she only told Zhang Jing quietly before leaving, "It won't be allowed in the future."

Zhang Jing didn't respond to her, but just watched her leave.

Aunt Chen doesn't stay overnight at Feng's house, she will go back at nine o'clock at night.It started to rain after dinner. She was worried that the rain would get heavier and it would be difficult to go back, so she asked for leave. She was worried that the thunder and lightning would be dangerous. Before she left, she pulled down the switchboards in many places, leaving only a few Electricity in bedrooms and kitchen.

"Auntie, what are you doing?"

Aunt Chen looked curiously at Zhang Jing looking up, and said with a smile, "Isn't it thunder and lightning? I turned off the switch, be safe."

"It's dark in that room, Auntie, I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the light in the bedroom is on, you can still light your small desk lamp." After explaining to Zhang Jing clearly, she went home.

Feng Shuyu went to his grandmother's house, Feng Ye was on a business trip, and only Zhang Jing and Zhang Mengyao were left in the big room.

Zhang Mengyao went to bed early, and was awakened by thunder at night. The room was pitch black, and occasionally a flash of lightning struck, making the room flickering.

I'm so annoying.

She turned over and closed her eyes, but suddenly opened them again, the door was opened, and in the darkness, she could see a child standing by the bed not far away, she was frightened into a cold sweat, and screamed, suddenly I sat up to turn on the light, but turned it on several times, but the light still didn't turn on.

A flash of lightning struck, and the child's pale face was instantly engraved in her mind. Zhang Jing's face was expressionless, and his big eyes were empty. He stood there motionless, as if his soul had been sucked out of him.

"Mom, I've been watching you for a long time." The child suddenly laughed, his voice was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind, like the whisper of a devil, "I feel so dark, I'm afraid."

Zhang Mengyao felt that he was possessed by a ghost, so she threw everything on the bed, jumped out of bed and ran out.

She quickly fumbled for the lights in the corridor, but one by one, she pressed the switches without any response.

The sound of children running and laughing came from behind her, and when she turned around she couldn't see Zhang Jing again.

She ran to the end of the corridor without turning on the light, Zhang Jing's voice disappeared, her whole body was soaked, her heart was beating violently, and her legs and feet were weak.

Unable to stay in the room, she forced herself to stand upright and ran downstairs in three steps.

The door was open, and she ran over without even thinking about it, and hurriedly stopped before entering, the door creaked, and Zhang Jing's face appeared behind the door, he smiled at her: "Mom, I'm here .”

"what--"

A scream rang through the room, and Zhang Mengyao ran upstairs again.

Zhang Jing closed the door, stepped on the stool and pushed up the electric switch in the utility room.

As soon as Zhang Mengyao went upstairs, she found a room that was bright. People in the dark seemed to see hope when they saw the light. Before she had time to think about it, she hurried in and closed the door, and even locked it.

After panting for a while, she suddenly heard the sound of a key, thinking that the other party was about to open the door and come in, so she dragged several stools to block the door.

The key rang for a while and then fell silent. Zhang Mengyao was too frightened to move. After waiting for a while, the light in the utility room suddenly went out.

Zhang Jing pushed all the other switches up and put the stool back to its original place. A woman's heart-piercing screams came from upstairs.

Vaguely, she always felt that someone was talking in her ear, he said: "Mom, I feel so dark."

Aunt Chen came to Feng's house on time the next day. Just as she was about to clean up, she heard a woman's hoarse crying from upstairs. She hurried upstairs. The voice came from the utility room. Shut up and cried out of fear.

Unscrewing the door lock, she found that she couldn't get in because there was a chair blocking the door.

Zhang Mengyao cried on and off all night, and her whole body was a little abnormal. When she heard someone coming, she moved her chair and slammed open the door. Aunt Chen was pushing the door, and she was almost taken in by her.

bright.She stood there dazedly.

"You..." Aunt Chen was frightened by her disheveled hair, and there were still many tears on her face.

Zhang Mengyao looked behind her, and the child was smiling at her, "Good morning."

"Crazy...Crazy..." Zhang Mengyao pointed at him tremblingly, only knowing these two words back and forth.

Since then, it has been difficult for her to fall asleep. The light in the bedroom must be turned on. The insomnia is so severe that she must take sleeping pills and sleep peacefully with someone by her side.

She asked Feng Ye to reinstall the utility room, and she didn't dare to touch Zhang Jing anymore, and she didn't even dare to mention it to Feng Ye.

Zhang Jing is just a little lunatic. There is a monster in his heart, lurking deep in his heart, waiting for an opportunity to move. Once it comes out, it is enough to swallow everything.

She didn't dare to provoke him, for fear that the monster would come out again.

Fortunately, as time went by, she gradually improved, and then there were no problems.She wanted to reconcile with Zhang Jing. She imprisoned Zhang Jing, and Zhang Jing also frightened her, so it could be offset. She didn't understand why the other party refused to forgive her.

Zhang Mengyao buried her face in her palms and cried, now she understood that the scar she thought had healed would start to hurt again when she touched it a little.

She is like this, and maybe Zhang Jing is also like this.

Zhang Jing withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath and went to the kitchen. He was also afraid, afraid that he would become ugly and cruel, so he was always approaching beautiful things and people.

Like Grandma, like Jian Min, like Deng Zixuan...

How nice it is to live in the sunshine, he doesn't want to live in the pain of the past, but Zhang Mengyao always mentions the past to him...

Tonight reminded Zhang Mengyao of those things again, and he could even foresee that there would be another quarrel soon.

Let's move out, the other party has been unwilling to agree, always using various excuses to shirk, the parents need to sign an agreement to live on campus.

If it doesn't work, he rents a house, which doesn't require parents' signature.

The author has something to say: I have finished writing about the family line buried in the front, and Jing Jing will move out, live broadcast, and love each other with my brother.