"What did you say?!" Zhao Feng's voice rose suddenly, and he raised his hand and gave Zhao Hanjing a slap.

The young man was slightly stunned, his face tilted as if he hadn't come to his senses, he spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and shook his hand to break free of Zhao Feng's shackles. His eyes were bloodshot.

It was an expression of anger to the extreme.

"What qualifications do you have to care about me?! How many times did you really manage me after my mom left? Money? Yes, there is a lot of good food and drink for me, but have you taught me how to be a man? I'm learning all this virtue from you! I don't blame anyone else, I blame you! ”

"Rebel! It's really against you! ”

Zhao Feng was so angry that he slapped again, both sides of Zhao Hanjing's cheeks suddenly swollen to the ground, he reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Zhao Feng's hands were still trembling, his palms were covered with dense cold sweat, and he was paralyzed. Lying on the couch softly, I lit a cigarette and it took me a long time to calm down.

Zhao Hanjing finished washing and half lay on the bed.

He took his phone, lowered his eyes and clicked on the message page, and after a few hesitations, he finally sent a message to the other side.

Shen Yannian sleeps very lightly, and he always subconsciously retains a partial wakefulness when he sleeps, as if this will make him feel more at ease. The mobile phone rang twice, and he was stunned and took it sleepily.

In the darkness, the intense radiant light of the phone pierced the nerves in his eyes, and he squinted his eyes and barely adapted, and his whole hands trembled when his eyes touched the message in the middle. The phone smashed into the cold and strong. On the hard bed board, there was a sudden clattering sound.

Shen Yannian looked at the ceiling in horror, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his wrist was already a little better. Purple. Strangle. The marks seem to be somewhat contrived. It hurts, and this dull pain is much stronger than every minute and every moment of the past.

It's like trying to live and strip him of flesh and blood.

It hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

The phone rang again, several times in a row.

Shen Yannian took the phone with trembling hands, forcing himself to look at the information content on it, Zhao Hanjing sent him a screen full of messages, every word was expressing feelings, as if he was tired of it, and he was still posting.

Content: Every year, my brother misses you...

I miss you so much...

You think I don't?

I haven't given you a birthday this year...

Is the surname Lu good for you? Come back to me...

I miss you so much, I'm going crazy...

Life without you is a nightmare to me...

Shen Yannian seemed to be disgusted, he slammed the phone on the other side, and he held his head with both hands and covered the whole person into the quilt, he didn't say a word, but the low sobbing would not deceive, it was extremely depressing.

He was crying and gasping. Before he could breathe, the part of his stomach began to hurt again, so he had to press his stomach with one hand, blindfold his eyes with the other, and let the tears crawl all over his face.

Zhao Hanjing waited for half an hour, and when he looked at the document, he waited for a reply every time he turned a page, but he didn't.

The other end didn't bother to give even a single syllable.

He was so angry that he threw all the documents in his hand out of bed, and made a few more calls to the other end with a cold face, but the ending was the same, he couldn't get through, and no one answered.

"Every year... How can you do this to me..."Zhao Hanjing hung his head in decadence, and his voice was terrifyingly hoarse.

Ten minutes later, his cell phone rang.

Zhao Hanjing's face was happy, and he took a look, but it was a call from the secretary Tang Wei in the middle of the night, he frowned in disgust, and pressed the hang up button without saying a word.