Chapter 118 Ah Sui, are you still willing to be my brother?
The cold and lonely moonlight was swallowed up by the black clouds. In the spooky cemetery, unburned paper money floated quietly in the gloomy wind. Tall dark shadows were cast on the tombstones, like vengeful ghosts crawling out of the grave.
Yu Zeying was originally going to go home, but somehow he ended up at this cemetery. What was even more bizarre was that he had never seen this cemetery before.
After walking around for a while but still not getting out, he suddenly realized that he had encountered a ghost wall. He walked to the nearest grave, pulled aside the dry grass blocking the tombstone, and read the words on the tombstone clearly. His jaw tightened and his face changed suddenly. It was Lu Sui's father, Lu Chuan...
But he clearly remembered that his father's grave was on Yanyan Mountain, so how could it be on his way home?
I got goosebumps all over my body and was extremely nervous. The two graves next to it also looked familiar. I paused for breath and walked forward. They were Lu Sui's grandparents! The short grave next to them was...
"Yu Zeying!" A sinister voice came from behind him, and he stood up suddenly. It was Lu Sui with a cold face. He became strange and dangerous, holding a knife in his hand...
"Ah Sui!"
There was a loud thunder and Yu Zeying opened his eyes and woke up from the nightmare. His whole body was convulsing and sobbing uncontrollably...
"Ah Sui... Ah Sui..." In the nightmare, Lu Sui knew all the truth. He knew that it was his grandfather who killed his father, and killed his grandparents, and also his younger brother, whom he held in his arms when he was very young...
Mu Xiliang frowned and opened his eyelids. Yu Zeying was lying on his side with his back to him, sobbing. He raised his hand and turned on the light. The orange light enveloped the two of them softly. Yu Zeying choked on his tears and curled up.
Mu Xiliang sat up with his elbows propped up on the pillow, "Yu Zeying, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare..."
Yu Zeying turned over stiffly and hugged him, repeating a few words neurotically, "Ah Sui...Ah Sui...He knows, he knows, he knows everything..."
Mu Xiliang was no longer drowsy, and his fox eyes gradually became clear.
Yu Zeying's body was shaking. What he feared most was that Lu Sui knew all the truth. His grandfather killed his father and almost caused his family to be destroyed. The hatred for his father's murder and all kinds of grudges stood between the two of them. Could they still be good brothers?
Mu Xiliang didn't say anything, his eyes were as quiet as a dead pond. After he knew everything, no matter how irrational he was, he didn't hate Yu Zeying. He hated the source of all evil, Yu Yaodong and Yu Zehui...
Lu Sui didn't understand, and didn't know how to comfort Yu Zeying...
"Ah Xi...what should I do? What should I do? Ah Sui, if he finds out, will he ignore me forever? Will he hate me forever and stop being my brother..."
Yu Zeying seemed to have fallen into a pool of stagnant water, and the drowned water ghosts were pulling him to the bottom of the pool madly and did not let go until he drowned.
Mu Xiliang gave a moderate answer, "Probably not..."
Although he had little contact with Lu Sui, he knew that he was a man who valued friendship and loyalty. However, he was unsure about what to do because it was revenge for his father's murder.
Yu Zeying kept mumbling, his words in disarray, "I don't want to be like this anymore, I want to go find Ah Sui... go find him, go find Ah Sui..." Yu Zeying's crazy look scared Mu Xiliang. He had never seen Yu Zeying like this before, so he grabbed him and said, "It's too late now, go tomorrow!"
"It's too late... too late..." Yu Zeying slumped down at the end of the bed. Yes, it was too late. He should have said it earlier. Maybe if he had said it earlier... He was cowardly and timid. He deserved it.
Mu Xiliang held Yu Zeying's chin and forced him to lift his face, "Yu Zeying, don't be like this..."
Yu Zeying held back his tears and hugged him helplessly, his deep voice gradually turning sobbing, "Ah Xi, what should I do? What should I do..."
Mu Xiliang's eyes were misty, he didn't know what to do, he held him tightly in his arms, patted his trembling shoulders, kissed the tears on his face, "Don't be afraid, I'm with you. If that day really comes, if Lu Sui wants to beat you or scold you, I'll be with you..."
Yu Zeying bit his lips hard, but still couldn't hold back, tears rolled down his face, "But, I'm so scared..." His voice was filled with despair.
Mu Xiliang hugged him again, "Don't be afraid..."
The thunder outside the house shook the earth, and white light struck down one after another, as if to destroy everything...
The heavy rain lasted from three in the morning until eight in the morning. Yu Zeying stood under the eaves, looking at the raindrops falling on the eaves, his narrow eyes flushed red.
He walked into the room, where Mu Xiliang was lying on a pillow embroidered with twin lotuses, his rosy eyes tightly closed. He had been with him all night, and just as he had coaxed him to sleep, he leaned against the bed, bent down to kiss his brows and eyelashes, tucked in the quilt, and left with light steps.
The rainstorm was like silver needles piercing the ground. It would continue for three days. The brick factory was on holiday. From a distance through the rain, it looked like a ruin.
Yu Zeying stood hesitantly at the gate of the brick factory. The big yellow dog tied to the gate opened its mouth wide and barked twice, but stopped immediately when it saw it was him.
Song Huizi heard the dog barking and came out with an umbrella. When she saw it was him, she walked up to him with the umbrella and said, "It's raining so hard, why don't you use an umbrella?"
Yu Zeying smiled bitterly, "Auntie, I..."
"Let's go inside first!" Song Huizi pushed him into the house. The lights were off and it was dark. The army soldier was squatting in the corner with a half-burned cigarette in his hand. There were crushed cigarette butts all around him.
Seeing him coming, she staggered to her feet, "Why are you soaked like a chicken in boiling water? Are you going to be boiled or what?"
Yu Zeying's eyes were hot, "I..."
"Okay, stop talking and quickly wipe it with a towel." Song Huizi stuffed the towel into his hand, "Wipe it first, I'll go make you some ginger soup."
"Aunt, there's no need..." Before Yu Zeying could finish his words, Song Huizi had already entered the kitchen.
Hearing the low cry, he ran to the living room. On the sofa, Liang Jingxuan was lying with messy hair, wrapped in a blanket, with red and swollen eyes, sobbing and calling him, "Brother Ying..."
Yu Zeying walked over quickly, "Why are you crying?"
Liang Jingxuan grabbed the blanket to wipe her tears, and said with sobs, "Husband... He didn't let me sleep with him last night, and asked me to sleep with my second aunt. I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and he didn't open the door when I knocked. He hasn't come out yet... He didn't eat dinner... He didn't eat the spicy chicken noodles cooked by my second aunt..."
Yu Zeying retracted his hand, his breath choked, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and he looked at Lu Jun in panic, "Second Uncle, did Ah Sui...know..."
Lu Jun's face darkened, and he pressed the half-smoked cigarette in his hand to the ground, rubbing it again and again, "I found out yesterday afternoon, and when I got back I locked myself in the room, not eating, and chopped off my brain..."
The army squatted at the door of the room all night, fearing that Lu Sui...
Yu Zeying clenched his fists, then loosened them tremblingly, "I'll go find him..."
The Army did not stop him. Lu Sui could not accept Yu Zeying, nor could he accept that he and Song Huizi had kept the secret from him for so many years. However, he had no right to blame anyone, so he could only lock himself up and punish himself with this extreme method.
Maybe Yu Zeying can open a gap...
Yu Zeying stood at the door of the room, trembling all over, "A Sui...can you open the door? I have something to tell you..."
There was no sound in the room, it was as silent as if no one was there.
The last time Yu Zeying was so scared was when he found out that his grandfather had harmed Mu Xiliang's family. That kind of fear was like a rope strangling his neck, "A Sui, can you talk to me? Even just one sentence, one word will do! Don't be like this..."
He is two years younger than Lu Sui and has been raised in the Lu family since he can remember. When he was very young, he called Lu Sui "brother". Lu Sui said seriously that he was not his brother and that he had a brother. He cried for a long time and then grabbed Lu Sui's pants and decided that he was his brother.
Lu Sui no longer frowned, and held him in his arms and coaxed him, "It's my brother, don't cry, don't cry..."
Later, Song Huizi became pregnant and asked them whether they wanted a younger sister or a younger brother. They answered in unison that they wanted a younger sister. Song Huizi touched her bulging belly and asked with a smile, "What if it's a younger brother?"
Lu Sui pursed his lips, patted his chest and said, "My brother is also very good, we will protect him!"
"Yes, we are the elder brother, we protect him!" He held Song Huizi's belly and kissed her again and again...
The bleak light shone on him through the crack in the door, like a poisoned blade, cutting back and forth on his face...
"Ah Sui, don't you want me as your brother anymore?"
In the room, Lu Sui stared at the door with his eyes red as bloodshot. He clenched his fingers into fists, raised them tremblingly, and then put them down heavily.
The man outside the door had been his good brother for more than ten years, but now he suddenly didn't recognize him.
He believed that they were as close as brothers, real brothers with no blood relationship. Over the years, he had kept no secrets from his brother, and he did not blame him even when his brother gave Liang Jingxuan to Zhao Chongming.
But why did he hide this from his dad?
He clearly knew that was his problem, why didn't you tell him? ! !
Even if he knew, as the Army said, that his grandfather embezzled his father's compensation, why didn't he say it? !
He smiled contemptuously, laughing at himself for being so stupid. What was there to ask? After all, his surname was Yu, and they were a family, so of course he had to protect his grandfather.
Does that mean his father should die? Doesn’t his grandparents and brother’s life matter?
Over the years, he had many opportunities to tell him, but he didn't do it even once!
Good brother? That's fucking ridiculous!
His face was grim and sinister, the decisive words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them no matter what. A trace of water crossed his cold face, "Yu Zeying, go away and don't come again." The broken voice was mixed with terrible rage.
Yu Zeying was like a prisoner sentenced to death. He held onto the door frame and knelt at the door in despair. "A Sui, I... I... I, please don't ignore me. I also have..."
Lu Sui lowered his eyes and looked at the photos scattered on the ground. In the photos, his father held him and took the last photo after he had finally made him laugh. He was wearing new clothes that day, and his father promised him that he would never quarrel with his mother again.
He also said that he would buy him new clothes for the New Year. However, on the day before New Year's Eve, his father did come back, but he was a cold corpse. His mother was also gone, and his grandparents, who were too old to bear the loss of their son, also passed away.
Second Aunt was keeping vigil at night. Yu Yaodong couldn't find the test report, so he ordered Liu Guoqing to send people to look for it at home. After being found, they even wanted to kill Second Aunt...
He still remembers his second aunt holding onto the coffin, desperately shouting for help, but no one came to save her. The blood flowed through the coffin and dyed the snow red. That was his lifelong nightmare.
Even now, it still tortured him. So many lives were lost. He was not a saint. He really couldn't pretend nothing had happened. Tears fell on the photo, "Please, just go..."
Yu Zeying stood up crying. He knew that if he continued like this, he would be forcing Lu Sui. He didn't want to force him, so he stumbled out. Song Huizi came out with ginger soup, "Xiaoying..."
"Uncle and aunt, I'm leaving first..." He didn't even dare to look at Song Huizi.
"Drink the ginger soup first. You've been in so much rain. If you don't drink it, you'll get sick... Xiaoying!" Yu Zeying ran out like he was escaping. Song Huizi shouted from behind with ginger soup in her hand, "Xiaoying! Take an umbrella, at least take an umbrella!"
The Army chased after him with an umbrella, "Don't come out, I'll give him the umbrella."
Song Huizi brought the ginger soup back to the living room. Liang Jingxuan was lying on the sofa with two tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. He licked his lips greedily when he smelled the ginger soup. "Auntie, I want to drink it... Brother Ying doesn't want to drink it, can you give it to me?"
Song Huizi chuckled, "Okay, but it's very spicy. I'll add two spoonfuls of sugar before you drink it."
"Okay~" Liang Jingxuan lifted the blanket, put on pig-nose slippers, and followed her to the kitchen.
After drinking two big bowls of ginger soup, my stomach felt warm. I walked to the door of the room with a pout, stuck out my butt, and leaned on the door crack. "Husband, are you hungry? I miss you so much. I haven't seen you all night. I miss you so much. Can you open the door for me... If you open the door for me, you will always be a good husband...Husband, I miss you so much..."
Lu Sui's emotions were very up and down last night. He was afraid of hurting Liang Jingxuan, so he could only hide like a coward.
"Hubby, don't you want me anymore? I don't want to eat spicy noodles anymore, and I don't want the baby anymore. Open the door..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the door opened.
Lu Sui suddenly pulled him in and kissed his lips and jaw roughly, kissing like a hungry wolf devouring its prey, until Liang Jingxuan let out a suffocating sob, and the brutality came to an abrupt end...
Lu Sui carried him to the end of the bed, buried his head in his neck, breathed heavily, listened to the wild beating of his heart, and his torn soul was comforted...
The sky was gray and blue, the rainstorm had stopped, Lu Sui came out of the room, Song Huizi was cooking in the kitchen, and Lu Jun was peeling garlic on the sofa. When Lu Sui came to his senses, he looked at the door, and Lu Jun glanced at him, "Don't look, Xiaoying left a long time ago."
Lu Sui sat down with his upper body stiff, "Why can you..." He wanted to ask why they could forgive him? But Yu Zeying did nothing...
Lu Jun peeled the garlic more and more slowly, and said solemnly, "He knew that his grandfather embezzled your father's compensation. He went to the police, but no one dared to take the case. He went to find his grandfather again, but his right hand was broken. He was also threatened by Yu Yaodong that if he dared to cause trouble again, he would kill you."