Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Seventy-third bowl of soup (seven)

Seventy-third bowl of soup (seven)

His mother brought the little girl to Zhong's house and asked him if he wanted a sister. Ordinary children may think about it, but Zhong Lang doesn't think so at all. His first reaction was - what to do with his brothers and sisters, the Zhong family belonged to him alone.

So he smiled at his mother: "Rather than trying to deceive me, mother should tell me the truth."

Mother's expression was suddenly ugly. They were not really close and had no feelings for each other. When Zhong Lang learned that this was his half-sister, he nodded and agreed to let her live in - there was no blood from the Zhong family on her body, and the Zhong family would not give her a share. It's like having a dog and a cat, what's the difference?

But what he didn't expect was that this younger sister likes to stick to him. When his father learned that his mother brought his illegitimate daughter home, he immediately proposed to bring back his illegitimate child. In his opinion, this is fair. Fucking outside, why can't you and me?

But Zhong Lang's father interrupted the thought with just one sentence. He said: You can bring as long as you are not afraid that they will not survive in this house for three days.

He can do it if he says it.

My father is a complete waste, with no ability and no brains. He has lived in the shadow of his grandfather all his life, but Zhong Lang is different from this waste. He showed an extraordinary IQ at a young age. Maybe Zhong Yue He thought it was Zhong Lang protecting her, but Zhong Lang was just protecting his own interests - the mother's illegitimate daughter and the father's illegitimate son, these were two completely different concepts.

How Zhong Yue grew up, Zhong Lang doesn't care at all. He has countless classes and things to learn every day, but Zhong Yue especially likes to pester him. He was too lazy to care about her, but in the end he regarded her as his so-called "relative" - ​​although he had no concept of the word "relative", Zhong Yue always told him in his ear, and he acquiesced.

So he thinks he is a very competent brother, at least he never owes Zhong Yue materially, until Zhong Yue came to him when he was 20 years old and asked him to bring down a little star. Zhong Lang is disdainful of doing such a thing. He is neither upright nor kind. This is the disdain of the strong for bullying the weak.

But it all changed when he saw Qing Huan's photo. No matter how he denied it, he had to be honest with his heart - he wanted this girl. This was a completely different feeling from raising a younger sister. Zhong Lang didn't put as much effort into Zhong Yue as he raised dogs, but he wanted to take Qing Huan as his own at first sight.

What to say about venting anger to my sister, that's all Zhong Yue's own thinking, when did he say that? From beginning to end, all he did was to bring Qinghuan to his side.

But he was born into such a family, and he was destined to be so morbid to love someone.

He didn't want to pretend to be gentle, and he didn't want Qinghuan to fall in love with an illusion—but what if it wasn't? Isn't it obvious that she would never like the real Zhong Lang?

Qing Huan, who was deceived, immediately proposed to break up, which was the fuse that ignited the madness in Zhong Lang's bones. He locked up such a popular national goddess, and did everything in his power to make the world forget her. You have to ask him why, and the reason is very simple. I hope this person belongs to him only, and no one will see, know, understand. Totally, it belongs to him. I can't see the second person in my eyes, and I won't think about it anymore in my heart. Even the soul is his trace.

The result of trying every means to transform her is that she will never like him again, and even just want to escape. Zhong Lang couldn't remember how many times she had escaped. He couldn't count the number of times. Later, he didn't even bother to think about why. Even if she ran away, he could always find her, catch her, and possess her.

How could she possibly escape his grasp? The few times he also kept looking at her, let her play outside enough, and then brought people back to him. Therefore, when Zhong Lang found out that Qing Huan was really gone, he could imagine how angry he was.

She doesn't have the ability to really run away from him, so someone must have helped her out of nowhere. But what Zhong Lang could not have imagined was that it was none other than Zhong Yue who helped Qing Huan escape. Although she didn't admit it, even though Qing Huan didn't know it, Zhong Lang still found out. He smiled and told Zhong Yue: You'd better pray that I bring her back intact.

Otherwise, if he loses a hair, he won't make Zhong Yue feel better.

A dog you own suddenly bites you one day. What should you do at such a time?

After Zhong Lang said this, Zhong Yue's face turned ashen. He knew immediately that something was wrong. Zhong Yue was by no means an innocent and lovely little angel. Her tricks and tricks seemed innocuous to him, so he was too lazy to care about her, but tigers would nap sometimes.

This time, Qing Huan really doesn't have to be afraid anymore, and he really can't bring her back.

In other words, I can't bring her back in its entirety.

Zhong Lang has never shed tears in his life. He has always played with people's hearts with ease, and lived a life where he is above everyone else in a turbulent and unscrupulous way. He fell in love with a woman, and loved her in this abnormal, morbid way, using the pain he inflicted on her as a play, until now he lost her.

Zhong Lang likes cleanliness. He never let his hands get a drop of blood, but this time he cleaned her body, put a shroud on her, dressed her up beautifully, and hugged her. bed.

Even if there is only one skeleton left, he will keep her.

Zhong Yue's end was a million times worse than Qing Huan's, and it wasn't until then that Zhong Lang knew the ridiculous and stupid thoughts in her heart. What did she say she liked him, she was just an illegitimate daughter from a lowly background, and she achieved the glory and wealth she is today by relying on his temporary pity, but that's how she repaid him?

Qing Huan must be very afraid of pain, and Zhong Yue will have to suffer even more.

As soon as he opened his eyes and went back many years ago, the first thing Zhong Lang did was to find Qing Huan, but the news was that there had never been such an actor, and no one had ever known her. At that moment, he probably thought that God is not only in favor of one person.

He found her and did nothing else, even forgetting that there is still a living Zhongyue in this life.

Now that he sees Zhong Yue, he remembers this person who has disappeared from his memory for decades. He looks unsightly, but how he died in his previous life, he has to die again in this life.

The light from the window refracted into the room and spread out on the ground, which happened to cover up Zhong Lang's disturbing black eyes, like a beast dormant in the dark, guarding his own and guarding against others' .

After Qing Huan brushed her hair, Zhong Lang shouted that she was hungry and asked her to cook. She has always lived alone. Her parents divorced in the early years and no one cared about her. Practice good cooking skills. When she was cutting vegetables and cooking in the semi-open kitchen, Zhong Lang sat on the chair behind and looked at her, staring, as if a hundred years would not be enough.

How can it be enough? If you like it, don't want it.

"...Don't sit all the time." Qing Huanhui was burnt through by those two eyes, "Can you help me peel a potato?"

"Of course."

Unfortunately, Zhong Lang can do everything except peel potatoes. And when he was peeling the potatoes, he was looking at her with two minds, causing a big hole in his thumb, and blood gurgling out. Qing Huan hurriedly went to the first aid kit for him to deal with. It doesn't cost much.

Zhong Lang watched her clean his wounds. He didn't feel any pain, but his heart was sweet. He looked at the snow-white neck that was exposed because of her bowing her head, and couldn't help lowering her head to kiss her. He was so frightened that he raised his head abruptly, knocked on his nose, and two nosebleeds came down in an instant.

Zhong Lang stretched out his hand and wiped it, looking unhappy. He looked at the blood on his hand with disgust. Qing Huan was so frightened that he apologized repeatedly, and he held his shoulder: "Don't talk."

Probably because he had a lot of power, Qing Huan immediately closed his mouth, one command and one action, and it took a while to finish.

It's unbelievable that such a tragic incident could happen by peeling a potato.

So the two re-divided their work, Qing Huan continued to cook, and Zhong Lang went back to the chair and continued to watch her. This time, she pretended not to be able to feel it, no matter how she looked at her, but no matter how he looked at her, she acted as if there was no one around.

But while cooking, I couldn't help but think: He wasn't angry.

She thought he would. Once he rarely took her out, a child accidentally bumped him when he passed by them, and rubbed the ice cream in his hand on Zhong Lang's suit pants, although he was very jealous of the child His parents said it was okay, but Qing Huan still felt his coldness.

Zhong Lang doesn't allow others to treat him badly, and no one can let him get hurt, so just now he caused a nosebleed, and his heart jumped into his throat. She really thought he would get angry, and then Treat yourself like you did in your previous life.

But no.

She cut shredded potatoes mechanically, and recalled over and over how Zhong Lang treated himself and others over and over again. Then she lowered her head and looked at the kitchen knife in her hand. Cut on the index finger.

Heartache.

Zhong Lang got up and pushed away the chair when she saw that her actions were wrong, so he pushed aside the chair and strode over. When he saw her hands bleeding and opened his mouth, he was criticized, but when Qing Huan raised his head, his eyes were watery with tears in his eyes. I couldn't say anything, so I took her to the first aid kit, took care of her as she treated herself just now, then pushed her into a chair and sat down, went to the chopping board and picked up a kitchen knife and clumsily started chopping vegetables - obviously his The hand was also injured.

For the first time, Qing Huan clearly realized a fact: Zhong Lang, he seems to really like her.