girlfriend's brother

When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Hui found that he was standing in the living room again, and he didn't even change his posture of pressing the light just now.

What happened just now was a dream?

He touched his wrist, and the burning pain of being severely pinched seemed to be still a little bit left.

Unlike in the dream, he pressed the lights a few times, but the living room didn't turn on, the surroundings were still pitch black, and the outlines of the furniture could be vaguely seen, like a bunch of dark heads gathered together, staring at him.

It's a real pain.

He called Gao Yuanxia's name a few more times, and there was only his own echo in the empty living room.Hearing his own voice that seemed to be amplified several times, Zhou Hui heaved a sigh of relief: "Don't make any more fools."

He touched the things he could get beside him, and moved towards the door little by little.

Maybe it was because the window of the living room was open, and the cool wind rushed in from outside. The whole living room was extremely cold. The things he touched were hard and cold.And no matter how he walked, the things within his reach were this hard and cold shape and feel.When he reached the door, Zhou Hui clearly felt someone blowing on the back of his neck, followed by a wet and cold sticky feeling like a snake crawling over it, which made his neck itchy and cold.

Habitually, he quickly touched his neck with his hand. Just as he stretched out his hand and touched it, he felt that his fingers had just touched someone's face.

That's right, his fingertips also scratched the cheeks of that face, as well as a cold, upturned... corner of the mouth?

Although the touch was abnormally cold, it was indeed human skin.Zhou Hui froze for a few seconds, then yelled, turned around, squatted down, and sat down on the ground.With his back against the wall, he shouted with a trembling voice, "Who, who is here? Gao Yuanxia? Aunt Song?"

It was dark all around, but there was nothing.

Now all he wanted was to get out of here, anywhere, as long as he didn't stay in this place.

He touched the door based on his memory, but found that the door was locked. He desperately grabbed the door handle and shook it, but the door was made of unknown material. After shaking for a long time, not only did it not move at all, it didn't even make a creaking sound.

Zhou Hui leaned his forehead against the door in despair, gasping for breath, at a loss.

The living room behind him lit up, and Zhou Hui's heart shrank, thinking that Gao Yuanxia and the old lady had come back.He hurriedly turned around and ran into the living room, calling the names of the two as he ran.But when he walked to the center of the living room, the two people were nowhere to be seen.He froze in place immediately.

"wrong!"

Zhou Hui glanced at the layout of the living room, and realized that it was the Song family he had seen in his childhood.Familiar sofas, familiar murals, familiar fish tanks... The only good thing is that the young Song Han didn't sit in a corner of the living room, staring at him with those cannibalistic eyes.Everything in front of him is too real, he must be in a dream now, otherwise he wouldn't see everything in the past again and again.

"Hee hee—hate—"

A clear and childish voice, with a bit of anger mixed in, the person who made the sound was shaking his two thin legs, playing with another little boy beside him.

There were two people sitting on the sofa with their backs to Zhou Hui, shaking their legs excitedly, laughing and playing.

That was the young Song Nuan and herself!The two of them were only in their teens, with innocent and childish faces, and they were feeding each other snacks one bite at a time.

These memories are like a joke.

He doesn't want to see anything!Don't want to know anything!

Zhou Hui didn't want to be led by the nose and at the mercy of others, so he quickly ran upstairs, trying to escape from this place, whether it was a dream or an illusion.But as soon as he ran to the front of the stairs, he found a person hiding behind the stairs, standing there.

Zhou Hui staggered in fright: This man is much scarier than the phantom in the living room.

Maybe it's because this is just an illusory scene, or maybe it's because the other party is too focused.Zhou Hui found that the other party was unaware of his existence, just staring at a certain place coldly.He followed the boy's gaze and looked towards the living room.The two people who were having fun at the other end didn't notice the people watching them, they just played around on their own.

After confirming that the other party couldn't see him, Zhou Hui turned his head and looked at the young man who was hiding in the dark and peeping. The young man was unconsciously pinching the edge of the stairs with his fingers, staring at the two people on the other side with dim eyes.

Zhou Hui looked into his eyes, and suddenly froze. Those eyes...envy?envy?eager?helpless?

He never remembered having any contact with this man, perhaps speaking?Maybe not.

He only remembered meeting this brother when he first visited Song Nuan's house.It seemed that at that time, he only buried his head and timidly shouted "Hello, brother" to Song Nuan, then turned around and ran away. He didn't notice at all whether the brother should answer or not.

Thinking of Aunt Song Nuan's words, this person was extremely smart since he was a child, and he carried the expectations of his parents. He must have never made any friends since he was a child, let alone have the opportunity to eat, drink and play like him and Song Nuan.Zhou Hui suddenly felt a little regretful. If he and Song Nuan had gotten in touch with this brother more, would they have been able to prevent everything that happened later?

"Zhou Hui" in the living room suddenly stopped playing, said "I'm thirsty", and ran to the refrigerator and opened the door.

Zhou Hui felt ashamed looking at himself who had no tutor when he was young, shook his head and sighed.

The water was placed on the top shelf of the refrigerator. My eleven or twelve-year-old self was a little stunted, and the thin man stretched out his arms, but he still couldn't reach it. "Zhou Hui" turned around and looked around, and ran to find something to step on.When he came back, he found that the bottle of water had been placed on the table. The child was innocent, so "Zhou Hui" took the water and left without thinking too much.

If he hadn't seen this scene again when he grew up, maybe he would never have noticed in his life that a person walked out of the corner, brought water to the table, and quietly hid back in the corner.

The TV in the living room was playing cartoons of cat and mouse. The two of them had already finished their food and started to do their homework.

The night was getting dark, and the boy behind the stairs was still standing there, motionless, and he didn't know where he got such good concentration.

Song Nuan poked her cheek with a pencil, frowning. "Zhou Hui" leaned over and yelled, "You don't know this question? I don't know how either!"

Song Nuan gave him a blank look, turned her head to stare at the homework and thought for a while, then suddenly frowned and said in a low voice, "I don't know if my brother will teach me."

"Zhou Hui" was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and asked in a low voice, "Is your brother at home?" After getting an affirmative answer, he looked terrified and started to pack his things in a panic. No matter how Song Nuan blocked him, he ran out quickly. The Song family.

Zhou Hui couldn't help smirking for a while seeing his young self looking timid as if he was facing a big enemy. His nature is really hard to change.

The person in the dark of the stairs looked at the direction where "Zhou Hui" had run away, frowned slightly, and quietly walked out from the shadow, completely ignoring Song Nuan's surprised gaze on the other end.

Zhou Hui stood between the two of them, looking back and forth, as if he thought of something, but didn't catch it.

He ran upstairs, took out Song Nuan's diary, flipped through it with trembling fingers, skipped pages of her unwilling complaints, and finally found the diary of that date.Zhou Hui found that his heart was beating very fast, and the sound of the heartbeat was about to overwhelm his panting. He was anxious and prayed over and over again that the content he was afraid of would not appear.

"It's strange, my brother doesn't mind at all today that I bring my classmates to play at home. Doesn't he like to be alone? He will get angry if I speak louder."

"My brother told me that the snacks at home are about to expire. You can ask your classmates to come and eat them together! Who told him to buy a lot of snacks and refuse to eat them? It's no wonder they don't expire. You can ask that foodie Hui in our class to come over and eat them."

"It's strange, why did my brother follow the classmates in our class? He followed many streets. Could it be like revenge for the last time someone ate the snacks in his refrigerator? But he wasn't angry at all when he found out."

……

"I'm finally with Ah Hui, I'm not happy at all. But I can only obey my brother..."

The diary slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a crisp "pop".

Oh, what an irony.

The corner of Zhou Hui's mouth twitched, and he found that he couldn't smile at all.

Like an idiot, he has been played with for so many years.

As soon as Gao Yuanxia and Mrs. Song came back from the balcony, they saw Zhou Hui walking from a room with a dull expression, holding something in his hand.

He thought that Zhou Hui had found some important clue, so he said hello to Mrs. Song and left.

Along the way, Zhou Hui unusually didn't babble, but sat quietly in the passenger seat, staring out the window, not knowing what he was looking at.When he got home, he locked himself in the room.