The sky was gray, and I was afraid that it would rain.

The young man stood in front of the telephone booth on the side of the street, his lips were a little white, he rubbed his fingers, and reached out to pick up the microphone.

I have already memorized the number, and I dialed it again, and the beep sounded for a long time, but no one answered.

Meng Liangren hung up the phone, his body was like a leaky wind, and he was cold from the beginning. It's almost winter, and when he came out of the house, he didn't bring enough clothes, and now with this meager salary, it's good to be full, and he can't do anything else.

The ridicule of the fox friends is still in the ears: "Four Shao, how does it feel like to be a brother?" Tsk, you're still a fool, you can do it......"

He went up and fought with them, though the result was that he was pressed to the ground and beaten.

People have sore spots.

When he woke up that morning, he found Meng Xu motionless and fainted under him, his face was red and swollen, his body was full of bruises and scars from being abused, and there were blood stains on his bed.

This scene was so heart-wrenching that even after more than four months, it often woke him up from his nightmare.

He didn't know if he had ill intentions towards his own brother as they said, but Meng Xu, he always remembered that he grabbed his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, the third brother is here, those who bullied you have been beaten out by me." ”

The flower shop across the street played music, and the sound was very loud, and Meng Liangren looked over, and there was a bottle of gray tulip imitation flowers in the glass window.

After being expelled from the Meng family, life was depressed, he had been the fourth young master of Meng who had not been engaged in production for more than 20 years, and had no financial resources, so he could only work around, and he couldn't do anything with a pair of fine-skinned and tender hands, and almost starved to death on the street.

It was raining lightly, but the phone was sure to get through.

After dialing it over and over again, his fingers were a little frozen, and when he was finally picked up, a deep man's voice came: "Which one?" ”

Meng Liangren licked his dry lips and said, "Big brother." ”

The other end was silent for a moment, as if suppressing his anger: "Meng Liangren." ”

Meng Liangren waited for a while, but the other party didn't hang up the phone, so he said dryly: "Big brother, it will be my mother's death day in a few days, I want to go back...... Go to the house and get some of her things and make a thought. ”

Meng Zhe's tone did not fluctuate at all: "You are not qualified to enter the Meng family." ”

Meng Liangdao: "But I'm still her son." ”

There was a few seconds of silence in the microphone, and Meng Zhe spoke: "Saturday is Xiaojun's birthday, come in through the back door, find the housekeeper and take something and leave." ”

Meng Liangren breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "Thank you, big brother." ”

The phone was disconnected.

Meng Liangren held the microphone and was stunned for a while, and someone outside the phone booth shouted: "Hey, what's wrong with occupying the pit and not?" He put down the microphone and walked out slowly.

The man passed by him, couldn't help but look at him twice, and cut a "little white face".

Meng Liangren asked the restaurant owner for leave, and rushed to Meng's house before the banquet began, avoiding the eyes of the servants, and finding the housekeeper who was there.

The old housekeeper is a strict old man, who has been in the Meng family for more than thirty years, whether it is the same attitude towards the angry Meng Zhe and Meng Xuan brothers and sisters, or the uncompetitive Meng Liangren, but among these young masters, he still has to prefer Meng Xu.

At this moment, he said to Meng Liang without seeing his expression: "The eldest young master has sued me, Mr. Meng, please come with me." ”

Meng Liangren nodded sneeringly, and didn't have the heart to mind the difference between "Fourth Young Master" and "Mr. Meng".

The old housekeeper took him to the second floor to his mother's bedroom, but he didn't expect to collide with Meng Jun on the stairs.

Meng Jun stood by the handrail of the stairs, he was only sixteen years old, inheriting the eyebrows and eyes of his father and uncle, the serious suit lined the long figure, the fine bangs were a little long, a few threads on the right eyebrow, but did not soften the cold and hard gaze like ice cream at all.

He didn't mean to give way, stared at Meng Liangren for a long time, and asked the housekeeper, "Why is he here?" His tone was as if he was questioning why the butler had let in the wild dogs outside.

The old housekeeper said, "Little master, Mr. Meng and I will come and get Madame's relics." ”

Meng Jun didn't speak, he still stared at Meng Liangren, and only after a long time did he say, "Let him get out of here immediately." ”

Meng Liangren lowered his head and followed behind the housekeeper, and the moment he passed by Meng Jun, he suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly.

Meng Liangren snorted cold-cooling, Meng Jun had learned Sanda, and his hand was so strong that he felt that his wrist bones were about to crack.

Meng Jundao: "You'll never go back to Meng's house, will you?" ”

Meng Liang said: "No. ”

He lowered his head, not seeing the love rolling in the young man's dark pupils.

Meng Jun paused for a moment and sneered, "That's the best." Then he let go of his hand and did not look back up the stairs.

Meng Liangren followed the housekeeper to his mother's bedroom before her death, and took away the photos on the low cabinet, as well as a few books that according to the housekeeper, "Madame loved to read when she was alive".

The housekeeper led him back to the stairs, turned around and said with a straight face: "The guests are almost here, I have to rush over, can Mr. Meng leave through the back door himself?" ”

Meng Liangren nodded: "Yes." ”

After speaking, the housekeeper went downstairs and left first, and Meng Liangren walked down the stairs slowly by himself with the yellow wooden handrails that the servants had polished.

When they were about to go downstairs, they suddenly heard two servants standing at the back of the stairs talking, they couldn't see Meng Liangren, and they chatted with utensils in their hands.

One of the servants remembered something and said, "Where did the three young go?" The young lady asked us just now. ”

Another said, "It seems that I was pushed by Koharu to go to the lake to relax." ”

Meng Liangren quietly did not make a sound, went out from the back door of the small building, and did not leave straight as the housekeeper said, but walked towards the lake in the servant's mouth.

Today is Meng Jun's birthday banquet, the servants are gathered in the front hall, Meng Liangren came to the grove by the lake without hiding anyone, and saw the lake from a distance, Meng Jun, who should have been in the front hall by the guests and the stars, was pushing the wheelchair and whispering to the people in the wheelchair.

Only when facing Meng Xu would he put away his piercing thorns, gentle and peaceful like an ordinary child.

Meng Liangren stared at Meng Xu in the wheelchair, he didn't dare to go over, he was afraid of Meng Jun, and he was even more afraid that Meng Xu would show a frightened or desperate expression when he saw him, the abuser who had ruined him, which would make him even more uncomfortable.

Meng Jun and Meng Xu talked a lot, but the latter was still staring at each other and didn't react at all.

Unexpectedly, but also disappointing, Meng Jun exhaled, squatted down in front of the wheelchair, and said with dark eyes: "Third uncle, do you hate him?" I hate it too, I hate it......" His hand on the armrest of his wheelchair tightened and he didn't continue.

Meng Xu tilted his head slightly, as if he had been attracted by something.

Such a reaction was rare in the past three months, Meng Jun followed his line of sight, only to find that he was staring at the cufflinks on his wrists.

This crystal cufflink is from a famous artist, and a small tulip is engraved in the crystal clear, which is very chic.

Meng Xu looked at the cufflinks, his sluggish facial features suddenly became a little angry, and his lips moved.

Meng Jun stared at the shape of his lips, carefully distinguished, and finally found that it was the word "beloved".

Meng Jun stood up suddenly, and Meng Xu returned to his original appearance, his expression was blank, and he was not moved by foreign objects.

Meng Jun pursed his lips, clenched his knuckles, tore off the pair of cufflinks, threw his hands on the grass.

"Little master." The female voice came from behind, Meng Jun turned around, it was Xiaochun, the maid who took care of Meng Xu, "It's windy outside, let me take Sanshao back to the house, Da Shao will call you over in the front hall." ”

Meng Jun said: "Okay, you take good care of him, I'll come back later." ”

Koharu said: "Yes." ”

Meng Jun took one last look at Meng Xu and turned to leave.

Meng Liangren here saw that Meng Jun was gone, and he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, obviously he was seven years older than his nephew, but he was a little jealous of the other party, just like he was afraid of his eldest brother Meng Zhe.

He looked at Meng Xu again, saying that it was nonsense to come back and get his mother's relics, he just wanted to see Meng Xu.

How is Meng Xu, is he unable to speak? Don't know anyone anymore? Don't remember him?

The sun reflected on something and flashed.

He couldn't help but fix his eyes, turned from Meng Xu's body to the place where the flash came from, only to find that the light came from the maid Xiaochun.

Xiaochun turned his back to him, leaned over to push the wheelchair with one hand, and the other hand behind his back, Meng Liangren could see clearly, the hand was ...... Hold a knife!

He tensed up all of a sudden, feeling that things were not very good, and he cared about the safety of the Venerable Master, and he didn't care about exposing it, so he rushed over and grabbed Koharu's hand holding the knife: "What are you doing!" ”

Xiaochun was about to pick the opportunity to make a move, but who knew that he would bite the gold halfway, or the unlucky guy who was splashed with dirty water by the gold owner, he couldn't help but be surprised, and pushed Meng Liangren: "Fourth young master, you can also appear in front of the third young master!" You let go! ”

Meng Liangren didn't expect a woman to have such a strong hand, and she pinched Xiaochun on the side of the wheelchair, and inadvertently slashed the knife across Meng Xu's arm in the wheelchair.

Meng Liangren felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and hurriedly turned around to look, and was spotted by Xiaochun, and between the two of them, the knife suddenly stabbed into his heart.

Seeing this scene, Meng Xu in the wheelchair suddenly sat up straight and trembled.

Blood gushed out, Meng Liangren's eyes turned black, he staggered back, was pushed hard by Xiaochun, and fell into the lake.