The Secret of Misfortune and Love

"Originally, I planned to make your life worse than death, but God really can play tricks on people. When I saw you on the bridge, I wanted to take the opportunity to save people to get close to you, but I really fell in love with you." , how can this be, my dear brother?"

Nangong Xue felt chills all over her body, "How can you, that's my father, and I'm my younger brother, you can't."

"So what? This will make you very painful, won't it? This is much more interesting than peeling your flesh with a knife, isn't it?" He clamped Nangong Xue's hands, and one hand had already penetrated into Nangong Xue's pants.

"No..." Nangongxue widened her eyes in horror.

"Xiaohan..." A voice sounded from behind, very clear and full of helplessness, it was Nangong Jingke, the once sensational business genius, a genius who was as famous as Pei Yilin, but both of them had experienced extramarital affairs, and there was a The illegitimate son, Pei Yilin's illegitimate son is Cheng Shang, and his own illegitimate son...

Nangong Jingke looked at the boy in front of him, his pupils constricted and dilated, his lips trembling, "You are..."

Yes, Nangong Jingke has a very similar appearance to Nangong Xue. Nangong Han recognized this younger brother when he saw Nangong Xue for the first time. It's just that he has a more mature taste after years of baptism, and Nangong Snow is still just a boy.

"Aren't you dead..." Nangong Jingke lost his voice.

In his cognition, Nangong Xue and that woman had already died in a car accident, and the DNA comparison would not be wrong.

He looked at Nangong Han in astonishment, and the latter smiled evilly, looking at the hickeys all over his body with a mocking smile, "I said, can you stage a scene where father and son recognize each other now?"

"Xiao... Xue...?" Nangong Jingke's throat was hoarse, and he was suddenly shocked that everything was seen by this young boy. He turned back to the room in a panic, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, and was trembling.

Nangonghan smiled triumphantly, his peach blossom eyes sparkled with satisfaction, he pulled Nangongxue into the room, "Why, are you ashamed to see your son? Couldn't you be the one who called you so cool just now?"

Nangong Jingke looked at Nangonghan with despair in his eyes, his lips trembled but he couldn't say anything, yes, he had no face to see Nangongxue.

Nangong Xue screamed, her trousers were pulled off by Nangong Han, "Nangong Han, stop, what do you want to do?"

He pressed on Nangongxue, smiling evilly, handsome and extraordinary, but what he did was not as good as a beast, "I really think it's very interesting for the three of us to play this kind of game. What do you think, dear Xue, it seems that you I haven't learned how to be good, didn't I say that you are not allowed to call me Nangong Han?"

"Anthony, Anthony..." Nangongxue was frightened, and quickly changed her words, "Please, don't do this, we all have... We can't, we can't..."

"Hehe, father, ask him yourself, is he dying soon? When he abandoned his wife and son and drove my mother and me into a desperate situation, did he ever think that this day would happen?"

Nangong Jingke's face was pale and lost his soul, "Xiaohan..."

Nangongxue's struggle was useless, the last line of defense was about to be breached, he suddenly had the urge to die...

Suddenly a strong force knocked away the person on her body, Nangong Xue was stunned, saw that it was Nangong Jingke, and saw that he lifted up Nangong Xue's trousers, then held them firmly in his arms and stared at Nangong Han, with a firm tone, "Xiaohan, what's the matter, just come at me. Xiaoxue is innocent. He was just a child who didn't understand anything at the time. Please, come at me and let Xiaoxue go."

Looking at Nangong Jingke who was praying like this, Nangongxue suddenly felt that the questions she had prepared were meaningless. Such a Nangong Jingke, such a father, must love her. To be treated like a blood-related brother would make one want to die, so what kind of grief should a father who is treated like his own son have to endure?

Nangong Han stood firm and laughed out of breath, "Hehe, you father and son are really affectionate, but dear father, do you think your son is very clean? I'm afraid he is much dirtier than you, at least You just fucked me alone, but your son grew up in the hands of a transfer teacher since he was a child, and later became a master of m/b in Ottawa. There are eight if not a thousand people who have fucked him One hundred, is there still one left for me?"

Nangong Jingke seemed to be struck by lightning, and Nangong Xue's face was ashes.

Nangong Xue shrank back, trying to break away from Nangong Jingke's hand. Indeed, he was filthy and filthy, more than once he felt that staying by Mr. Han's side was defiled him.

However, Nangong Jingke hugged him even tighter, "It's me, the father, who didn't protect you well, and I'm not worthy to be your father." Nangong Jingke was crying, and he looked at Nangong Han, "Xiaohan, I know you hate me." Me, things didn’t go as you imagined back then, I know you won’t listen to anything, you will only think I’m justifying, but I don’t intend to hurt your mother and son, I know I can’t get rid of the hatred in your heart even if I die a hundred times , After all, everything is indeed my fault. If my death can make you let go of your hatred, can you let Xiaoxue go? After all, he is also your younger brother..."

Nangong Han took a step forward and clamped Nangong Jingke's hand, "Do you want to die? How can I take advantage of you so cheaply? Don't think that you will be relieved. I warn you, if you dare to kill yourself, I will destroy your son."

He picked up Nangongxue and left this room to a room downstairs, and ordered someone to take care of Nangong Jingke. Nangongxue felt that all her strength was exhausted, and she suddenly missed that person, missed him so much, Han Ling... Han Zero... Uncle.

Of course, he hated Nangong Han, but at the same time he felt pitiful for him. Back then, his father had an affair and forced his mother to divorce. When he was young, he lost his father's love, and his mother committed suicide and died tragically. To Nangonghan at that time, his smile was a nightmare that he could never forget, just like his trembling body and inarticulate voice when he said these things to himself...

"What? Don't sleep? If you don't want me to go back and give Nangong Jingke another time now, just go to sleep." Nangong Han threatened Nangong Xue with his hug. Nangong Xue couldn't fall asleep. He was only used to Han Ling. The smell on his body was really hard for him to accept now.

But Nangong Han felt that the current decision was too wonderful, so he used Nangong Xue to restrain Nangong Jingke, and used Nangong Jingke to force Nangong Xue.

Difficult to fall asleep, Nangong Han was quick enough to fall asleep unguarded, and even snored lightly. Nangongxue struggled to get up, but was hugged even tighter. The sleeping man frowned. Brows, but with a trace of uneasiness.

Nangong Xue was thinking about messy things, and the night was getting darker. For his father, he chose to compromise, but it didn't mean he could accept his brother, and the dead Yamano Jiro held all the unsightly films of himself in Nangong Han's hands... If I continue to be with Mr. Han, I will only bring insults and embarrassment to him. Those unbearable pasts of mine will always be like imprints that cannot be washed away, imprints of shame, and will always follow. Everything about Mr. Han is so beautiful, these If the film is released, then Mr. Han's reputation...Han's parents and mothers can't accept it, I don't have the courage to face those...

If Mr. Han can be happy with that...and that Nanyu...can I bless him?can it?Uncle, do you really want me?

The heart convulsed and ached.

Suddenly Nangong Han sat up suddenly, with a terrified expression, sweat dripping down his face, and he called mother in horror...

Nangong Xue also sat up, pressed Nangong Han's arm, "Anthony... are you okay?" He didn't allow himself to call him Nangong Han or elder brother, and the code name Hades really felt weird to him, so he called him back. Anthony, even though he didn't want to be called that name, after all, he used to call Anthony his best friend.

Nangong Han was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, looked at Nangong Xue with a complicated expression, snorted, then curled him into his arms and fell into the bed again, "Sleep."

"You don't seem to be sleeping well, are you having a nightmare?"

"None of your business." Nangong said with a cold face.

Nangong Xue is not a good idiot, and even said that his mind is sometimes very dark. After all, growing up in that environment, Nangong Xue in front of Mr. Han even thought that he had completely split and purified into another person. People can't say that those kindnesses are disguises. In front of Mr. Han, the kind and simple self is also from the sincerity, but now his mind is becoming more and more vicious. He even thought about killing Nangong Han while he was sleeping. But in the end, he couldn't do it. After all, this person was his elder brother, and his life experience was equally miserable. The misery of the family was all based on the father's affair. How many families were broken by the affair, and hatred raged?

He sneered, "It's really none of my business. You can still call your mother when you have a nightmare. Who can I call for the nightmares I have experienced in those years?"

Now that he has decided to leave Han Ling, this Nangongxue, who will be exposed to the filth of the sun at any time, is relieved. Since Han Ling is no longer by his side, what does he care about?

Nangonghan looked at Nangongxue in surprise, and tightly wrapped her in his arms again, "Really? I know you had a miserable childhood, but it was pretty good, didn't you? Having had that kind of experience, no matter who thinks about it, It’s going to be hard to hurt you, we’re all the same.”

Nangongxue struggled to sit up, staring at him with dark eyes, "We are different, I have weaknesses, otherwise I wouldn't be lying here."

With a sneer, Nangong Han pulled him into his arms again, "Is Han Ling really that good?"

"At least 1 of you are not as good as him." Nangongxue said seriously, clenching her fists.

"It's a pity, he's so nice, he just dumped you and married someone else." Nangonghan smiled sarcastically.