Those photos spread across the campus at a predictable rate. I know this cannot be done by my dad alone. He found a helper, or this is the punishment we deserve.
There were more strange eyes in the school. At first there were only subtle changes, that is, those girls no longer cheered for me on the basketball court, and the obsessive eyes when they looked at me in the past have become confused and hesitant. I heard someone say from behind " Duan Yan, who is usually so indifferent, would really do that? I can't believe it."
My front desk pulled me nervously into the open space behind the school building when I was after school. This place was very close to the garbage pool, and the smell of rotting was in the air, which was very suitable for me.
She tremblingly took out a wrinkled photo in which my brother and I were kissing.
I stared at her, it turned out that when people are frightened and extremely nervous, their pupils really shrink.
"Is this... is it you?" Jiang Xue's voice twitched, and there was a crisp sound of the glass falling to the ground when the beautiful girl's heart broke.
"Why...? Are you brothers... Homosexuality is already very unacceptable, what are you doing? Are you crazy? Or is your brother crazy?"
"Yes, it's me." I stuck in my pocket and nodded to her. "I'm crazy."
There is no surveillance here. I want to break her slender neck to preserve my cherished secret. Unfortunately, everyone has seen it. Hundreds of photos are circulating on the campus. I can't kill everyone.
I took Jiang Xue into my arms and stroked her trembling hair to stop her from trembling. My brother has always done this.
Then took out the phone, turned on the front camera, and took a group photo of us behind Jiang Xue. When things were exposed to the grade group leader or director, I showed them the photos.
I can't help laughing. People can know how despicable they are when they are pressed. There are three kinds of human beings in my world, me, my brother, and the guys who are not related to me at any time. The only ridiculous thing is that my love and my brother's love relies on premature love to cover up the crime.
After leaving the school gate, my brother waited for me in the car.
I opened the car door and got into this small safe space. There was another bouquet of roses in the back seat and my name was written on the card.
When I recovered my mind, the car had already parked in the garage, and I realized that I was holding the rose all the way in a daze, and then looking at the driving seat, it was empty.
I immediately broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly got out of the car to look for my brother, but the door opened too hard and hit his nose.
My brother sat on the ground and rubbed the bridge of his nose, raised his eyebrows playfully and asked me: "Fuck, do you play with me?"
I got out of the car with the rose, put my hand in the pocket of the school uniform, raised my foot on his shoulder, kicked him hard, and stepped on his long eyelashes and thin lips with the soles of his shoes, peach eyes and high nose, all in all, he was no longer ashamed. Pretty.
My brother didn't fight back, so I tortured him casually, his face was covered with dirt, the corners of his upturned mouth were bleeding and he lay on the ground with his eyes closed, accepting all my grievances unconditionally.
I squatted down on one knee and found out the photo of me holding Jiang Xue that was just taken on the phone and showed him. He didn't want to look, I grabbed his hair and forced him to stare at the screen:
"How long will it take for you to solve this coercion? I will solve it myself if I delay it."
My brother sat up, patted the dirt on the couture suit, loosened his tie with one hand, curled his eyes and smiled at me: "How do you want to solve it?"
I said, "Shoot every girl who wrote me a love letter."
The smile in my brother's eyes stiffened, and he locked the car into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, I saw his indifferent mouth: "Then you go."
Now my stagnant brain can only move slowly, mechanically carrying my rose upstairs. My brother was taking a shower in the bathroom, and the rushing water covered all the sounds in the lonely house.
Listening to the sound of the water, I was sleepy, and fell on my pillow to fight with my eyelids. I took the rose into my arms. If I could only marry a girl as my wife in the future, I would sleep on the ground holding the rose day and night.
There were a handful of rose thorns on the table in the dream. I grabbed them into my hand, the palm was so painful, and the blood dripped down to the ground through the fingers.
Half asleep and half awake, I vaguely heard the sound of water stop, my brother walked out and ran over, shaking me frantically.
I barely woke up, the bedside drawer was open, there was a box of spare razor blades in it was empty, I thought about where the blade went, only to realize that it was held in my hand, my palm was cut with blood dripping. Infiltrate into the cracks on the floor.
My brother sat on the ground holding me, frowning and calling.
It seems to be talking to a doctor.
"Yes, he has been in a stable condition all the time, and I thought he was going to heal soon."
"Yes, I grabbed a razor blade."
"Well, I will take him to your clinic tomorrow morning for a review."
My brother threw the phone and hurriedly continued to help me bandage the wound, and covered his palm with gauze moistened with Yunnan Baiyao, exposing five fingers.
I deliberately squeezed my right hand, the blood gradually penetrated the gauze, and at the same time a look of fear penetrated my brother's face, and I smiled and kissed his cold lips.
In the evening, I pillowed his shoulders, raised my bandaged right hand and looked at it in a novel way, while my brother embraced me in silence, checked my phone with the other hand, and deleted Jiang Xue's photos completely.
"Brother, can I kill Duan Jinjiang, with a fruit knife, or iron bat or something."
"No, you are no longer a minor. If you are sentenced to death, it will be difficult for me to get you out." He focused on checking my photo album, easily guessed the password of the photo album lockbox, and saw hundreds of sex beds between us. According to.
I don't want to show him a beautiful picture of his wife. Unfortunately, the password is set to my brother's birthday. My brother always tries his own birthday first when trying my password. This is a kind of stupid tacit understanding.
I started thinking again. There is a problem that has troubled me for many years. People are doomed to die. I die now and die for decades. Obviously the latter is more painful. Why do everyone choose to live
I guess if two people mix their ashes together when they die, they will become lovers in the next life. I decided to give Jiang Xue the task of mixing the ashes, but I have to trouble her to pick out the piece of my brother's dick and throw it away. In the next life, I want him to be my wife rightly.
"Brother, let's die, you go and turn on the gas." I lay on my side, clasping my fingers.
"The natural gas valve is on the first floor. Waiting for it to spread will waste a lot of gas bills. And our home has an alarm." He held hands with me and kissed the corner of my lips.
"Drink pesticides."
"It will spit white foam, and it will corrode from the stomach to various organs before death, which is very painful."
"Go drown in the bathtub."
"There will be a giant view. The police will take photos of your body and archive it. Your post-mortem ugliness will be observed by each new generation of police or forensic doctors."
I found out that my brother is proficient in suicide. Probably he had thoughts like this. Yes, when I was 18 years old, my brother loved me. When he was as old as me, who would love him.
I said sorry to him. It was too rude to him in the garage just now.
He reached into my school uniform and stroked it, turned sideways and licked my lips with the tip of his tongue and kissed me.
"If it's prostitution, I can pay. There are always things that money can't buy, right."
He kissed me fearlessly, until I fell completely into his tenderness, and he told me not to be afraid, he would solve everything.
I decided not to die in love, and try to die with romance after decades of suffering.