Chapter 1: The Past

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Zhang Mingrui looked at the night ahead, and his mind went blank. The coat had fallen into that home, that cold, huge cage. Messy hair is blown by the wind at will. Zhang Mingrui suddenly had a thought, and the morning hairspray was used white. And I thought it was funny for my thoughts.

A car pulled up beside him, driving almost parallel to him, and the windows didn't open for a long time. Zhang Mingrui finally couldn't help it, desperately banging on the car window, there were still some people on the street at two or three o'clock in the morning. The middle of the night is a time when crime can easily breed, and his actions only speed up the pace of pedestrians on the street.

He leaned on the window of the car and finally burst into tears. The windows rolled down, revealing a beautiful white face. Zhang Mingyao looked at his younger brother blankly, as if waiting for something. The cries were so disturbing.

Zhang Mingyao frowned impatiently. "Do you want to die outside?"

Zhang Mingrui slowly slipped and fell to the ground, crying without strength. Zhang Mingyao got out of the car, and her all-black mourning clothes showed that she had an excellent figure. She squatted down and ruffled her brother's hair, tears slowly falling.

"He's gone, and I'm gone. We shouldn't be sad about this, we've talked about it before. ”

Zhang Mingrui looked up at Zhang Mingyao weakly: "Yes, yes..." Zhang Mingrui stood up, got into the car, and also motioned for Zhang Mingyao to get in the car. Zhang Mingyao was at a loss to get into the car. The car started slowly. Zhang Mingrui's eyes were staring ahead, as if he was about to bleed. The speed of the car is getting faster and faster.

Zhang Mingyao: "Are you going to accompany my father?" “

Zhang Mingrui slowed down and pulled over: "You drive." “

In the living room of the house, there are a few people who are sleeping scattered, and some relatives from afar, rushing to the funeral tomorrow, are staying at home with the power of grief or the power of wealth.

Zhang Mingrui and Zhang Mingyao walked through one by one, and finally arrived at their room. Zhang Mingrui looked around the original room, almost the same as when he was in school, except for a thick layer of ash piled up on the table. Zhang Mingrui looked back at Zhang Mingyao.

Zhang Mingyao: "Let's change rooms." “

Zhang Mingrui: "Mom? ”

"It's only tomorrow."

Zhang Mingrui loosened his tie, sat on his bed, and fell down. His arm blocked his eyes, and tears silently flowed from the corners of his eyes. The nanny came up to call Zhang Mingyao, and she was about to close the door.

Zhang Mingrui suddenly spoke: "Sister, do you know about the will?" ”

Zhang Mingyao went out and whispered to the nanny to arrange for tomorrow's banquet, and came in to close the door. She stood by the door, slowly took off her high heels, and touched her feet.

Zhang Mingyao: "It's not funny to say, I went to the court with the high heels I wore today." Halfway through the trial, I received a call from my aunt..."

Zhang Mingrui: "Which aunt are you talking about?" “

Zhang Mingyao was stunned for a moment and sat on the ground.

Zhang Mingyao: "She gave birth to a son to her father..."

Zhang Mingrui jumped up from the bed like a spring. Almost yelled: "That's her shameless!" ”

Zhang Mingyao looked at his younger brother coldly: "Are you going to take the microphone and shout outside?" Don't you know those relatives outside? ”

Zhang Mingrui calmed down a little, and looked at the photo of himself fishing with his father in high school at the bookcase...... Zhang Mingyao followed his eyes: "Dad has always felt very proud, he has always told me that you are his best son." ”

Zhang Mingrui laughed coldly: "Maybe, when there is outside, he will say so." ”

Zhang Mingyao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, she slowly stood up and picked up her high heels: "We'll talk after the funeral tomorrow, I'll go to sleep." ”

Zhang Mingyao opened the door, the light in the corridor came in, the door was slowly closed, and the room was dark again, only the moonlight outside and a room full of memories.

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