Shen Wenqiu's life before the age of 23 was smooth sailing.
He has good grades, good popularity, and a good family background. As soon as he graduated, he joined his own company to be the prince.
…and then the family business went wrong.
It's not a rare thing, a typical bankruptcy case, eager to expand, strategic mistakes, did not follow the direction of the wind, and the capital chain was suddenly broken. Shen Wenqiu has not graduated for two years, and he is still a brat, what can he do to help? All he can do is to secretly deposit all the house and car that his father bought for him to the bank, and borrow credit, which is not enough. He also borrowed money from some not-so-clean private institutions through his relationship. Anyway, he can borrow money. I borrowed them all, in my own name.
Dad was very angry and moved when he found out, and he cut it first and played it later, and when he found out, there was nothing he could do.
A large sum of money was added, but it still failed.
Now that piece of land seems to be rotten and undeveloped.
The company filed for bankruptcy liquidation.
Both father and son became negative overnight.
Dad still held his breath and said: "Don't be afraid, Dad is still here, just start over from the beginning. Dad will definitely pay back all the money."
But of course he felt guilty. Once drunk, he cried and said to him: "It's fine for me to suffer alone. You are also a stupid child. Why did you sell the house? Dad is sorry for you, Dad is sorry for you."
"I promised your mother that you and your mother will live a good life. If she didn't, you were also hurt by me. You are still so young."
Dad was under too much pressure during that time, and he worked hard, running around trying to make a comeback.
Unexpectedly, one day, he fell down on the side of the road and suffered a sudden myocardial infarction. When he was sent to the hospital, he was out of breath.
Only then did Shen Wenqiu discover that his father, who seems to be omnipotent in his eyes, has limits.
Dad is actually just an ordinary person.
In the months before he lent money to his father for the funeral, he was in a daze.
At first, he stayed at the house of his brothers and friends and slept on the sofas of many people. He was so sad that no one could endure such negative emotions for a long time.
He couldn't remember which friend brought it up, but anyway, he told him, let's relax first, restore our mentality, relax, and play games, isn't it fun? He thought it made sense, and at that time he also desperately hoped to find a place where he could escape from reality.
Then life fell to the bottom in one breath.
He began to want less and less to return to society to live a normal life. He has become a dishonest person, and if he wants to get back up again, he needs to put in dozens of times more effort than others. Relatives and friends have borrowed all the money, and there is no friendship in front of money, especially after finding out that he is not paid at all, he is not welcome.
He thought endlessly, what's the use of going back to work to pay off the debt? His father can't come back either.
Pointless.
It's like being addicted to mental opium, and it's getting harder and harder to quit. He knows it well, and he doesn't want to quit. Because only at this time, he can numb himself, forget the pain of reality, and get a very short period of happiness.
He even prayed that he would die suddenly, and he was dead.
When he was a child, he read novels and saw cases of family ruin, and he thought it was far away from him.
I didn't expect it to be so easy to fall down.
After visiting his father's grave last month, he squatted on the grave, smoked two packs of cigarettes, and suddenly felt that it was time.
Even playing has been boring to him lately.
Well, it's time to die.
He dreamed of various ways of dying himself, and also dreamed of many past events, as if he wanted to carefully review every frame of his life before he died.
Dreams live and die, dreams die and live.
Many, many, appearing, forgetting, and finally a figure of a man is left, floating out again and again.
— Lu Yong.
After thinking about it, Shen Wenqiu felt that it was because she was too guilty.
He dreamed of seeing Lu Yong for the last time again and again.
It was a snowy day.
He didn't want to see Lu Yong at first, but it was snowing too hard, Lu Yong waited outside the villa for half an hour, and was found by his father, who said: "Lu Yong is looking for you, when did you have such a bad temper What? Why are you losing your temper, you shouldn't be torturing people like this. Even if it's a quarrel, go into the room and quarrel."
He was so angry that he said, "You don't understand! Don't worry about it!"
But after finishing speaking, Shen Wenqiu went out to meet Lu Yong.
There was a scalding anger in his heart, even the ice and snow were in vain.
Shen Wenqiu scolded Lu Yong: "Are you crazy? Are you forcing me?"
Lu Yong's dark cheeks were chapped by the wind, and his lips were purple. He was such a big man, with his back slightly hunched, and he leaned down in front of him and said in a muffled voice, "No...you ignored me for several days. Now, I was thinking, are you not my friend anymore?"
Shen Wenqiu's gaze was colder than ice and snow, and his malice almost pierced his bones. When he was young, he always spoke without going through his brain: "Yeah, can't you be a little tricky? Are you fucking trying to be my friend?"
"Do you want me to say such disgusting words?"
"Lu Yong, you don't even look at your conditions."
"Your father worked hard to bring you up, and you go to be gay? You are not disgusting, I am disgusting. It is almost the college entrance examination, are you still thinking about such things?"
Lu Yong looked at him, his eyes slowly turned red, but he didn't shed tears.
Shen Wenqiu's heart was in pain like a needle prick, and he turned his face away: "Don't act like I'm bullying you."
Lu Yong was silent for a moment, took off the scarf, and was about to wrap it around his neck.
"What are you doing! Don't touch me!" Shen Wenqiu was irritated and raised his hand to pat it away. The scarf fell to the ground. During the pushing and pushing, he stepped on it. Obvious black footprints. He froze for a moment.
Shen Wenqiu still remembers that scarf until now, it was woven by Lu Yong himself, and Lu Yong wove it with his only arm. He saw the rhombus pattern like a famous scarf of a foreign brand before, but he couldn’t buy it in a magazine. He pointed to the picture and complained to Lu Yong. Lu Yong immediately said positively: “This pattern is not difficult. I can weave it, and it should be almost ready for you at Christmas."
He was still smiling and said: "Really? Can you even knit a scarf? It's amazing."
But before they received it, they had a falling out.
Lu Yong picked up the scarf and said, "You are wearing such thin clothes, I think your nose is red from the cold, I want to warm you up."
Lu Yong's nonchalant and foolish appearance made Shen Wenqiu even more angry: "I'm arguing with you! I'm breaking up with you!!"
"Is there something wrong with you? Don't pretend like nothing happened!!"
Lu Yong looked like he was in too much pain, and stood still: "Oh."
Shen Wenqiu took a deep breath and let it out again. The air in winter was so cold that his nose and mouth felt as if they had been scraped by a knife. He took out a fluffy piece of paper from his pocket. It was so cold that his fingers were numb. .
This is a very beautiful piece of cardboard, sent by Lu Yong, cut out of pearly paper found in the waste products, square and neat as if cut by a machine, with three words written on it with a pen: wish card.
Shen Wenqiu handed it over, without looking at Lu Yong, and said, "This is the birthday present you gave me last year, I will make a wish now—"
"I hope you don't come to me anymore. Take the college entrance examination well, and don't appear in front of me again in this life."
Lu Yong looked like a dead person, he didn't make a sound, he didn't move, and he didn't pick it up.
Shen Wenqiu handed it over again, and said, "Didn't you say that I would grant me any wish you could make?"
Lu Yong's hair was covered with snow, which did not melt. After a long time, he finally moved, and a soft voice came out from the bottom of his throat: "En."
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Lu Yong took the card, looked at him, subconsciously seemed to reach out to help him sweep the snow off his shoulders, then lifted it up, then retracted it, and said slowly, "I see, little baa."
"Go back quickly. It's too cold. I'll listen to you. If you don't like it, I will never come to you again."
Shen Wenqiu turned around and left without looking back.
He returned to the warm room, overlooking the courtyard downstairs on the second floor of the villa, Lu Yong was still standing there.
Lu Yong lowered his head and kept staring at the small card in his hand.
Ten minutes later, Lu Yongcai raised his foot to leave. He walked very slowly, the snow on the road was not deep, but every step of him seemed to be blocked, he had to use all his strength, pulled out his foot, and walked forward. It walks like a scrapped robot, which is quite funny.
Today Lu Yong came home half an hour later than usual.
Shen Wenqiu looked at the clock several times, feeling annoyed.
Finally, when the door opened, he immediately stood up and walked over, thinking about how to tell Lu Yong about leaving.
After meeting each other, Shen Wenqiu stared blankly at the dirty hair ball in Lu Yong's arms. It was the stray dog he had seen a few days ago.
Lu Yong put the briefcase in the entrance cabinet and said, "Xiaobaa, can you help me get the cardboard box in the utility room, so I won't take off my shoes and go into the house. I'll take him to the pet hospital."
Shen Wenqiu asked knowingly, "Where did the dog come from?"
Lu Yong said: "When I came back, I happened to meet the security guards who were catching this dog. It must be an abandoned stray dog. They were going to beat him to death, so I brought him here."
Shen Wenqiu glanced at a light bloodstain on the back of Lu Yong's hand, turned around and took a cardboard box, handed it to Lu Yong, then changed into the slippers he was going out, and said, "I'll go to the hospital with you."
Let's have a showdown with Lu Yong later.
Lu Yong held the cardboard box in his arms, and put the puppy inside.
"You are really a good person." Shen Wenqiu said.
Lu Yong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Little Baa, are you praising me or mocking me?"
Shen Wenqiu choked for a moment: "Praise you!"
Lu Yong smiled lightly.
He has always known that Lu Yong is a good person, and he is inexplicably relieved. Yes, Lu Yong is the kindest and most tolerant man, even if he has been hurt by him, he is willing to help him regardless of the past.
However, Lu Yong's helping him is probably no different from saving the wild dog on the roadside.
ten years.
He is still so rotten, how could Lu Yong still like him