girlfriend's brother

Liang Jing's funeral was two days later, and all colleagues were present.

Zhou Hui never expected that he attended two funerals in one week.Only this time, he was more sad than any time he attended, the person lying there was his friend for more than ten years.They fought together, punished others, and chased the girl's best friend, and just died painfully beside him.

He stood in the middle of the mourning hall, ignoring the terrified eyes of his colleagues and the weeping mother Liang, staring dumbly at the black and white photo hanging in front of him, neither crying nor laughing.

The person in the black and white posthumous photo had a peaceful expression, calm eyes, and was wearing a brand new suit. He was completely different from the cheerful Liang Jing.This was taken by Zhou Hui and Liang Jing a few months ago.That person didn't know if his brain was full of bubbles, and suddenly said that he didn't have a serious half-length photo, and he just took a photo while he was young, maybe he could use it in the future.

Zhou Hui scolded him a few words, but went with him anyway.

On that day, Liang Jing rarely put on a formal suit, and combed his hair neatly to the top of his head, so clean and dignified that even Zhou Hui was surprised.But when he arrived at the photo studio, when the kid directly told the photographer that he wanted to take a posthumous photo, Zhou Hui was frightened to death.

Although Liang Jing treated him to a meal as a thank you gift after taking the photo, he was still left out by Zhou Hui for a few days.

Zhou Hui never thought at the time that this photo would really come in handy.

He has always regretted that he did not try his best to stop Liang Jing's neurotic behavior that day.Is it true that, as the old people said, the unlucky time to take photos will bring bad luck to people?

After the funeral, Zhou Hui stayed behind, and only talked about it to Aunt Liang after she calmed down.

After hearing what he said, Mother Liang looked up at the photo, shook her head and said, "It's not your fault, and it has nothing to do with this photo. In fact, I had a bad feeling for a long time. I didn't expect it to happen... ..."

"Ominous premonition?"

Mother Liang nodded: "A few days ago, Ah Jing came home suddenly to visit me, gave me all his savings, and said a lot of irrelevant things."

"say what?"

"He seems to be very scared. He said that he was being followed. That person has been hiding in the dark to spy on him, and even wanted to harm him." After finishing speaking, Liang's mother looked at the portrait on the top, "I am very worried about him, so I asked him to call the police. Then he moved back home. But he shook his head and said 'it's useless' and left. I've been worried for the past few days, but I didn't expect that something really happened to him."

After Liang's mother finished speaking, she began to cry again, and took Zhou Hui's arm and asked, "I know that Ah Jing is not a normal person, and he has never had a serious girlfriend. He only knows how to play, but he has never Who to provoke. Ah Hui, I have heard some of what those people said behind their backs, but I believe you will not harm him. You were the one who carried him to the hospital when he fell down the stairs. How could you harm him? He? Tell me, who killed him?"

I don't know who said what and spread rumors about Zhou Hui's harm.He was in a bit of pain: "Auntie, Liang Jing...he committed suicide."

Liang Jing has a cheerful and enthusiastic personality, loves to make friends, and smiles at everyone, not only Zhou Hui, but also his mother always thinks that he was killed by others.But the video was clearly captured. Zhou Hui really didn't want to lie to Liang's mother, and he didn't want his friend's mother, who had passed sixty, to go after her.

Liang's mother seemed to have been drained of strength, and the hand holding Zhou Hui dropped feebly.After a while of silence, he left.

Staring at her thin figure, Zhou Hui suddenly felt very helpless. To Liang Jing, to Liang's mother, and to himself, he was powerless to change anything.

Back at the residence, he loaded it onto the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

A few days later, Zhou Hui was called by Song Nuan to go to Song's house and have dinner with Song's parents.

This is the first time they have met their parents since dating.

After hanging up the phone, he rummaged through the closet to find a clean white shirt, ironed it with a kettle, wiped and wiped the leather shoes with a damp cloth, and tidied up his hair with pomade.After tinkering for a while, I went out.

Father Song's appearance was similar to that in Zhou Hui's memory, except that there were a few strands of white hair on his temples. He sat on the sofa and waved to Zhou Hui: "I haven't seen you in a few years, and you've grown into a man. Stop standing, come and sit down." .”

He goes abroad all the year round, and Zhou Hui only saw him twice when he was a child.At that time, Zhou Hui was still young, and a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. He never thought that Song's father would one day become his future father-in-law and talk to him carelessly.But now it's different, because of Zhou Hui's work, he sees more people of all kinds coming and going, and is with Song Nuan again, so he has a little more awe and caution towards him.

Zhou Hui walked to the position next to Father Liang step by step, and sat down after being signaled. After sitting down, he straightened his back, put his legs together, put his hands flat on his knees, and stared down at the curling heat rising from the teacup.

"The meal is not ready yet. There are fruits on the table. Eat some if you're hungry." Father Song leaned back on the sofa, flipped through the newspaper, and reminded.

"Ah? Oh! Okay, thank you uncle!" Zhou Hui casually took a slice of apple and stuffed it into his mouth, then quickly looked up at Father Song.Except for the graying of his temples, Zhou Hui could hardly find any signs of aging.Fair skin, high nose bridge, clear jaw line, except for the corners of the eyes drooping due to aging, they are the old version of Song Nuan and her brother.

Speaking of Song Nuan's elder brother, the only son of the Song family who died not long ago, Zhou Hui met him three or four times when he was a child, he was a very strange person.When I saw him when I was a child, he was very similar to Song's father in front of me, from his appearance to his temperament.

Song Nuan arranged the dishes and called her father and boyfriend over for dinner.

Mother Song served the dishes, stared at the bowls and chopsticks on the table in a daze for a while, then turned around and went into the kitchen again.When he came out again, he was holding a dish and a pair of bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and placed the bowls and chopsticks in an empty space.

Father Song glanced at the pair of bowls and chopsticks, and frowned tightly: "What are you doing? Don't you think I'm not annoying enough?"

Mother Song sat down with no fear on her face: "Everyone has been forced to death by you, what dissatisfaction do you have?"

Sitting between the two elders, Zhou Hui didn't dare to pick up his chopsticks, he was at a loss for what to do.Fortunately, Song Nuan broke the deadlock: "Stop arguing, let's eat."

Father Song snorted softly and picked up the chopsticks, Mother Song lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes.The family started to move.

While stuffing something into his mouth, Zhou Hui observed the expressions of the parents of the Song family. He didn't taste the food at all. This meal can be described as "not knowing the taste".

Song Nuan picked vegetables into his bowl, he looked down at the meat piled high on the rice, and laughed a few times at Song Nuan.

Father Song turned his head to look at him: "Ah Hui, how is your work?"

Zhou Hui quickly swallowed what was in his mouth, and replied, "Everything is fine, everything is fine."

Father Song nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "I heard from Xiaonuan that you live in a slum in the suburbs. Song Han left, and his room is also empty. Otherwise, you will move here to live with us, and you will be a family anyway. "

Zhou Hui shook his head, and was about to politely refuse when Song's mother interrupted: "Are you crazy? That's Xiaohan's room, he never lets people in."

Father Song frowned even tighter: "How many times do I have to say, he's dead! I never had this son!"

Mother Song was stunned for a moment, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stood up with a bang.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Song Nuan and Zhou Hui got up quickly, one comforting Song's father, and the other pulling Song's mother.Song's mother broke free from Song Nuan, and pointed at Song's father: "It's all you, if you didn't send him abroad and put him in that kind of place, how could he become like that?!"

"That's all to cure him, am I willing to admit that my son is a pervert!?"

Father Song knocked down the things on the table, panting and staring.

"Hehe, don't you think you are ridiculous? You received the best education and went abroad all year, but you are a feudal and pedantic person in your bones. For your own reputation, you killed your own son. The real pervert The person is you!"

Not to be outdone, Song's mother showed no signs of fear.

The couple didn't say anything, but the momentum of the quarrel was enough to make Zhou Hui stunned.Song Nuan looked at his face, interrupted her mother quickly, and gave her father a wink before pulling her away from the restaurant.

In the evening, Song Nuan sent Zhou Hui out.

Zhou Hui hesitated to speak along the way, and finally couldn't help asking: "How did your brother die?"

Song Nuan was stunned for a moment: "I don't know either, they didn't tell me."

Zhou Hui hesitated: "He...is it..."

Song Nuan interrupted him: "Don't think too much, my parents just can't accept the reality, they're not in a good mood, they're just talking nonsense."

Zhou Hui originally planned to bring up the matter of marriage with the Song family's parents when he arrived at the Song family, but the situation at that time frightened him too much to say anything.He seized the opportunity and took Song Nuan's hand: "Xiao Nuan, let's live together."

Song Nuan lowered her head and stared at the hand being held: "Why..."

"We are in love, aren't we?" Zhou Hui asked. "Then we'll be together forever?"

Song Nuan was stunned, staring at Zhou Hui's face for a long time.

After a while, she stiffened her neck as if someone was holding her head, like a movie character who scratched a tape, slowly, frame by frame, nodded her head twice.

Zhou Hui suddenly fell into ecstasy, dancing and shouting around Song Nuan, like an excited gorilla.

He changed into a new double bed overnight and bought a double bedding. Two bright red pillows were put on the head of the bed to form a red heart.He lay on a love pillow, and images of marrying a wife and having children appeared in his mind, and he planned his life in just a few minutes.

He was finally not alone anymore.He smelled the fragrance of the bedding, and thought that he was about to welcome the first person to share the bed with him, so he couldn't help rolling and rolling on the bed, his face was sour from laughing.

When he woke up the next morning, Zhou Hui seemed to have had a sweet dream, with a smile on his lips.

Maybe it was because of the excessive excitement last night, tossing and tossing until the middle of the night, he felt sore all over when he got up, but he still happily got up and made the bed, so as not to be disgusted by Xiaonuan when he came back.When tidying up the quilt, Zhou Hui noticed something was wrong on the other side of the bed. The back of the cushion on that side had collapsed slightly, as if a person's shape had been dented.

"Why is the bed sunken on one side...Could it be because I was too excited last night and rolled the bed down?"

But judging from the depth of the depression, it didn't look like he could sleep alone. At least the weight of two people was needed to press the mattress to this depression.

He squatted down to check the bottom of the bed, but fortunately, the bed board was fine.