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Chapter 28 Brother
Chapter 28 Brother
The follow-up to this accident was that the school and the student who pushed the person paid high compensation.
Surveillance and numerous witnesses on the spot have proved that it has nothing to do with Ye Sheng. This incident is
campus
The accidental tragedy caused by the bullying, he was let go after the arraignment.
Ye Rong accompanied him out of the police station. The two of them were silent and heavy, and Ye Sheng, who had been silent when they got home, said softly without any soul: "Meng Ru's parents won't let me see her for the last time. ." He said with a smile that was uglier than crying, "I don't have the face to see her again... If only I were the one who died."
Ye Rong's heart skipped a beat, grabbed Ye Sheng's sweaty hand, and shouted anxiously, "Xiao Sheng!"
Ye Shengzhen, who seemed to be out of his body, was called back by him, stunned for a moment, his eyes slowly lit up, and he looked down to see Ye Rong holding his hand.
"It's okay, Ye Rong, it's okay, I won't die." He tried to put together a smile, patted the back of Ye Rong's hand, but coaxed Ye Rong, "You gave me my life, I don't give up easily."
Ye Rong's heart was also tugged, knowing that no amount of comfort at this time could relieve Ye Sheng, who was overwhelmed by guilt.
Ye Rong took care of Ye Sheng at home for a few days, except that he occasionally sat alone in a daze without knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't seem to have a big problem.
Therefore, it seems unexpected and unpredictable.
Ye Rong woke up in the morning and found that Ye Sheng's bedroom was empty. He just put a note on the bedside table, saying that he wanted to go out to relax, and he would definitely come back before the college entrance examination, so Ye Rong didn't worry about him.
Ye Rong looked at the note for a long time, sighed heavily, and gently rolled up the note and stuffed it into his jar full of colored glass beads.
He grabbed the bottle and shook it vigorously to expose the green beads that had sunk underneath.
As if to hypnotize oneself in this way, as long as the pain is wrapped in a lot of pleasure, then the pain is not to be feared.
Ye Rong sent text messages to Ye Sheng and called Ye Sheng without any news.
Alas, this child...
Ye Sheng's inseparable love for Ye Rong is engraved in his bones, because he was abandoned again and again as a child. As long as Ye Sheng doesn't follow him closely, Ye Rong will disappear as soon as he turns around.
But he is just like a little wild dog who recognizes his master. No matter where he throws it, he can smell Ye Rong and find Ye Rong, and then pounce on him and bite his flesh tightly.
Taking the initiative to leave himself like this is what Ye Rong, who hated him and hated him eager to get rid of before, wanted to get rid of, and it was also the most feared thing for Ye Rong, who loved him and loved him now.
Ye Rong lay on his back on the bed, took a deep breath, pulled the corner of the quilt beside him to cover his nose and mouth, and the suffocation of hypoxia quickly spread.
The sun-drenched quilt was soft and comfortable, and he was trapped in it as if in an equally suffocating dream.
In the dream, the trafficker who threatened him was imprisoned in shackles and put on a prison van. He took a little Ye Sheng to the police station to report the names and numbers of his parents. He was very smart and had an amazing memory.
He babbled a little crampedly: "Uncle police, last month...I saw my parents last month, I knew they were looking for me, but I couldn't say anything, the bad guys would kill my brother, I protected my brother , they won't blame me, will they?"
The young policeman was very friendly. He raised his head and glanced at him with relief after making half the transcript. Then he asked his colleagues around him to get some food and water for the two poor children. Ye Sheng, praised: "You did a great job, your parents will be proud of you, is this your brother?"
Ye Rong nodded happily, and after being praised, he talked more and explained eagerly, "My brother and I met in a cage, and the bad guy hit my brother on the head, he doesn't remember his parents, my brother just Let me name him, I don't know many words, I have learned the word 'luxury', I hope my brother will be like a small tree..."
While listening to him, the police
system
He entered the information from Ye Rongbao and browsed a few pages, but his brows were quietly wrinkled.
"Child." Ye Rong's words were interrupted, and the young policeman's voice became much heavier, "I'm sorry, I have bad news to tell you."
Ye Rong saw the police uncle's mouth open and close, but there was a sound like metal scraping through glass in his ears, and every word he said was caught in a fierce and sharp noise.
"On the 18th of last month, your parents were in a car accident due to fatigue on the way back to Miancheng, and two people died on the spot."
Ye Rong's face suddenly faded, and he slowly loosened the hand that was holding Ye Sheng tightly, and murmured, "Number 18...the day they came to me..."
The police stared at the images on the computer screen for a while, and then sighed heavily, "I have an impression of this couple. Last month, they recovered a group of missing children, and they rushed for more than ten hours to find them. Son, I stayed at the police station for a long time... Later, it seemed that there was news of missing children in Miancheng, and they left in a hurry when they couldn't find it here."
...
This dream was fragmented, Ye Rong couldn't remember many details, he couldn't remember how he cried so hard in front of his parents' graves, and how he finally returned to the empty home.
But he remembered the hatred, the gray-black hatred, light and heavy, shrouded in his later life.
He hated that he was cheated by the traffickers because of his playfulness, that he was too weak to escape the devil's claws, that his choice had ruined his family, and that he even hated the innocent Ye Sheng.
He threw Ye Sheng to the police, to the rescue station, or anywhere, and Ye Sheng could knock on his door again.
Ye Rong beat him and scolded him and couldn't kick this dirty bastard away. He could only listen to him crying over and over again, "Brother don't drive me away" "Brother don't want me"...
Ye Rong pushed him away unbearably, grabbed her hair and almost screamed with tears in her eyes, her anger and resentment that could not be vented were all exerted on this child who was deeply dependent on him: "Don't call me brother, I'm not you. Brother! I don't have a younger brother, get out! Get out!"
Ye Rong also woke up from the dream at this moment, and finally remembered why Ye Sheng didn't call him brother anymore.
This sleep is long enough, and the transition from morning to dusk is seamless. The purple sunset outside the window is streaked by the standing quadrangle, and the homing birds fly by suddenly, on the purple canvas. Drop a silhouette.
He sat up and rubbed his embarrassed face, while in his heart he spurned himself as a rotten person who couldn't do anything well, but was used to hurting people.
[The author has something to say: I'm finally back, this book will be finished as soon as possible, and I can't wait to open a new article! 】