I have the beauty of the villain's love

Chapter 451

The red paint on the door was peeling off, and a boy in shabby clothes stood at the door and knocked, "Brother——"

No one responded.

He squatted down, took out a rusty key from the bottom of the shoe rack next to him, and opened the door. There was no one in the room.Just when he was about to go out to look for it, there was the sound of something falling on the ground in the bathroom. The boy rushed to the bathroom and found that the door was locked, but luckily because of the age, the door was loose and the boy hit it with his shoulder. After a few blows, the door in front of him was knocked open, and the peeling white ash on the door frame fell all over the floor.

Next to the bathtub, a bloody knife fell.Thin wrists hang down from inside.

The red-stained water in the bathtub stunned him, and he grabbed the man's shoulders, trying to shake him awake, "Brother—brother—!"

The person who was somewhat unconscious due to excessive blood loss struggled to open his eyes and glanced at him, then pushed him away with some annoyance, "I'm not your brother."

"Brother—" Big tears rolled down from his gray eyes, "You are my brother."

"Are you annoying? I can't support you even if you call me." I reached out to push him away, but there was no strength left.

The boy looked at his bleeding wrist, and pulled a towel over to help him wrap the wound. The boy soaked in the water watched his futile struggle, closed his eyes and snorted.

"Brother, wait for me, I'll go find Uncle Wang."

He didn't have the strength to refuse now, and he closed his eyes and lay on his side with his head tilted. With his eyes closed, he was about to fall asleep, but he was woken up by the boy right after.

"Brother, Uncle Wang has already called the hospital. Immediately—the ambulance will come soon. Don't sleep."

The withered and yellow hair was drooping on his forehead due to lack of nutrition, and the wound on his wrist had turned fleshy. "I'm not your brother, and I can't support you. You wait until I die, and find a good family for yourself."

Shaking his head desperately.

"Do not--"

The ambulance came soon, and the two were put into the ambulance together. The man who helped to make the phone call chose to separate the relationship because he didn't want to pay the medical expenses in advance.The consciousness of the teenager lying on the bed was interrupted for a while, and he only felt his hands were tightly wrapped by a pair of hands.

"Excessive blood loss, urgent blood transfusion."

"Blood? I have it on my body." The boy, who was shorter than him, rolled up his sleeves impatiently, revealing his wrists that were so thin that you could see the veins.

The young nurse lowered her head and looked at the big and the young, feeling a little pantothenic in her heart.

"No need, he and I are not biological brothers, and our blood types don't match." The boy who seemed to be only eleven or twelve years old knew a lot more than he knew, and his expression was very indifferent, waiting for his own death with an onlooker appearance.

After saying this, consciousness was interrupted again.

"A certain fee must be paid in advance for blood transfusion."

The young nurse said, "They are two children, where will they get the money?"

"Let their parents come."

"I don't have parents." A timid voice.

"Then you can't go to the blood bank to adjust the blood."

"Please, save my brother—" The skinny boy tugged at the hem of the doctor's clothes.The response was indifference.

The boy who was not sent to the emergency ward was temporarily placed in the ordinary ward. On the bed opposite him, a whole family was crying around the bed. To be honest, it was a bit noisy.The young man who had fallen into chaos was forced to regain his consciousness, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

"There's a way to get the money, but..."

"What way?" A voice full of hope.

"There is a rich second generation on the second floor. He just got into a car accident and his eyes are a little damaged. If you..."

The boy listened carefully.

"But in the future, you will lose your sight in one eye."

"It's okay, only one eye can't see, right?"

"En." Facing the black and white eyes of the child, people who are used to seeing life and death will inevitably feel guilty.

"Okay, as long as my brother can be transfused."

"I told you I'm not your brother." The pale boy lying on the bed turned his head.

"elder brother!"

"If I don't have any money in the future, maybe I will sell you, and you still save me?" Because of the excessive blood loss, his lips were also bloodless.

"Save!" From the first time I was abandoned by my family, I didn't want to experience the feeling of being abandoned again.

"Like a fool." Although he said so, he still tried his best to support his arms and sat up from the bed.

The doctor looked at him blankly.

"Underage child, do you still expect him to sign your organ donation? Are you not afraid that I will sue your hospital?" There was no strength in the thickly bandaged hand.

The doctor had never seen such a sharp-mouthed child, so he was speechless for a while.

He struggled to get off the hospital bed, and almost fell to the ground because of his weak footsteps. Fortunately, the boy next to him supported him with his own body.

"Go back." It's really troublesome, even if you want to die, you can still encounter such trouble.

"Ah? Oh!"

Never holding his hand, this time she still shook off him when he reached out.

"I'm going to be really poor and crazy in the future, and I really have to sell you."

"In the future, I will work hard to make money to support my brother, can my brother..." I tried my best to get closer, but I was afraid of being thrown away.A child who has been abandoned once, is so sensitive.

The person who had been walking in front suddenly stopped, and then he turned his head, and the boy who followed him remembered his words, and immediately took a few steps back.

"I'll raise you until you're an adult, and then you'll get out of here." The rude words had no deterrent effect because they were weak.

"Okay!" There was joy in his eyes.

The intact hand stretched out, the boy paused, and then tightly held the extended hand with both hands.

"Humph."

Then the boy grows taller and grows into a youth, and the boy grows taller and grows taller than the youth.Although he was cold at the beginning and looked like he disliked him, he still raised him well until he grew up. No matter how bad the environment was, even living on the street, that person never said that he would abandon him.Unprecedented peace of mind, after being abandoned by his family, the only person who gave him a sense of warmth.

Shen Xu, who fell into a drowsy sleep, curled up, as if wanting to hug someone, "My brother is so warm."

Because it was winter when he was abandoned, the shoes were full of melted snow, and the feeling of coldness had been baked into his bones since then, that's why he was so afraid of the cold, and that's why he wanted to keep the fleeting warmth so much.As long as you can keep him, you can pay for your eyes, you can do anything.

As long as there is a home.

Just don't get dumped again.

The infusion needle on the wrist was pulled, and the blood began to flow backwards. The dark red blood slowly flowed into the bottle along the infusion tube.

"Brother, it's really... so warm." It seemed as if he was indulging in some kind of gentle dream, but tears had already slid down his cheeks, "I'm sorry... I'm just afraid that my brother will leave too." I just want to indulge In the past, but so damn sober.All the warmth of the past was turned out, while chewing, feeling the warmth that I once had, and at the same time couldn't stop the tears because of the bitterness in my mouth.

……

"This is the son of your uncle's family, Xiao Rin, he is very competitive. He earns several million a year playing games."

"Oh, how many millions."

Xiao Lin stood up, "I'll go out for a while."

The middle-aged man with a proud face nodded.

After Xiao Lin went out, he lit a cigarette.The confrontation with his family is still vivid in his memory. He used to be most eager to be understood by his family, but now he feels that it doesn't matter anymore.When he needed to be understood the most, no one could hear his pain. Now when his heart is as hard as a stone, it is too late.

The child in the room was lying on the glass and staring at him.

Xiao Lin dusted off the cigarette, he had been off the air since he got home, and after contacting Shen Qinghuai in the game that day, the other party never heard from him again.

Maybe...he just didn't want to contact him.

"I want to watch cartoons! I want to watch cartoons!" The child who got down from the window began to lose his temper while sitting on the sofa.

The family who doted on him turned on the TV, Xiao Lin crushed the half-smoked cigarette under his feet, and entered the room.

The changing TV is broadcasting a piece of news, but the life and death of other people are very far away for more people, so no one cares and presses the switch button.However, Xiao Lin was shocked because of a word he saw on the news just now. Regardless of other people's gazes, he snatched the remote control and switched back to the news just now.

"I want to watch cartoons!" The unsatisfied child patted the sofa desperately.

"Hey, brother Xiao Lin will watch the news, didn't brother Xiao Lin buy you a lot of toys, let him watch the news." The parent hugged the child and coaxed him.

The news was a homicide case, and the death toll was six people. In the announced information, the news that "a female anchor was suspected of being raped and killed by fans" shocked Xiao Lin.He glanced at the time, it was the day when he contacted Shen Qinghuai.

impossible.

What a joke.

"Hey Xiao Lin!"

As Xiao Lin walked out, he took out his mobile phone and contacted the anchor he knew.

"Hey, I don't know the specifics, but Qing Huai was indeed the one who died. I heard that the death was mysterious, and there was no body left. It seems that the people who killed him are also dead...I'm not there."

Don't you hate him so you don't want to see him?

So why...

"Is it really Qinghuai?"

"Well, I heard that his brother is very sad. He committed suicide twice and is still living in the hospital."

"Really... is it him?" The voice was already trembling.

"Yes."

"..."

"Mingying?" A suspicious voice came from the other end of the phone.

He seemed to hear a suppressed cry, and then the cry became louder and louder...

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Xie Yinghuai: There is no one in this world who is more knowledgeable and interesting than me [Folding the fan and laughing] Did you find out that Master Ben is doing well?

Linghuyin: I give you money, heart, military power, and whatever you want, as long as you come back

Nanfeng Ci: As promised, crawl everywhere, just crawl everywhere

Linghu Rou: I am not dead, but you are adulterers after all