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It was a young age, and Song Ci had just passed his sixteenth birthday.

The girl was four at home, named Tao Rui and Wei Wei.

The Tao family in Jinling can also be regarded as a bottomless family. At first, after business, he bought an official. The man in the family was not born in the Shuxiang family, either he liked dancing swords or guns, or he liked cats and dogs. Can be big and can’t hang.

Tao Rui is the maid of the family and the girl of all favors, but the relationship with Song Ci is still soaring.

The Liang family has one hand and one business officer, and Zhong Mingding has been eating for several years, which is comparable to ordinary people. Liang Bing is a parent and son of Liang, and he is from the family. Bitch.

The Liang family didn’t think it was important to them. Liang Bing and his brother Liang Jun had a close relationship. Even if the two brothers were married, they often communicated with each other, but others distinguished them clearly.

Song Ci has grown up since childhood and has never heard of these right and wrong.

He never argues with others. Even if others talk about it, he either avoids it or ignores it, but his heart is a little uncomfortable after all.

At the age of fifteen, Tao Rui stood in front of him in a pink coat and quietly discussed the fierceness of his people in the school, Zhang Yawu claws, “Lianggongzi is also from the Liang family, so why do you say he was out?”

This sentence was directly printed in Xiao Song’s heart, and she said nothing wrong. He did say it out, but because Liang Yan was pressed on his head, he was always pointed out.

His father and mother had told him to ignore these gossips. He was also very calm and never refuted, but in the end he was young and how could he be tolerated again and again, this powder girl did what he dare not do.

Added a touch of light to his gloomy sky.

Song Ci has always been docile to his parents and brothers, but he is still young. He cannot have only a gentle side. His anger and dissatisfaction cannot be released, and each time he stiffens, Tao Rui jumps out and says When this sentence came out, Song Ci instantly had the urge to cry.

Later Song Ci inquired about her name, always approaching her with a deliberate mentality, because of his undisguised behavior, most Jinling people rumored that he liked the four girls of the Tao family.

So logically, Mrs. Liang came to propose to the family. The Tao family was flattered and kept busy. Since then, Song Ci has been very good to Tao Rui. He has no sisters. For the first time, he focused on girl’s favor and was on the street. When I see something interesting or beautiful, I want to buy it for her.

However, Tao Rui didn’t like it, and thanked him for the first few times in a pretend manner. Later, he directly faced him with an impatient look.

Song Ci had no experience at all, and saw Tao Rui being unhappy, and she had no choice but to try her best to cheer her up.

He has too few things, so he cherishes it and fears losing it.

But even though Song Ci was so cherished, Tao Rui personally came home to retire the family affairs. She stood in front of the Liang family’s door. When Song Ci was full of joy, she relentlessly said, “I want to retreat between us Marriage. ”

Song Ci’s smile froze at the time. He was both embarrassed and scared. Looking at the busy people, he didn’t even dare to ask a word, and had to smile and laugh.

“Neither my father nor my mother agree, but I don’t want to marry you, so I come to my own door.” Tao Rui went straight in, she was really spoiled and fearless.

Song flustered, “Sister Weier, did I anger you because of me before? I’m sorry for you …”

“No!” Tao Rui interrupted him impatiently. “I admire Liang Yanbei. His martial arts is only eight feet high, and if you can’t do anything, you’re too far behind him.”

Song Ci did not expect that she would say these things, and she suddenly held her back. She wanted to open up to refute Liang Yanbei and even Confucius and Mencius were not clear, but when she spoke, she was forced to go back by Tao Rui’s look.

With almost cruel mockery on her face, “You are nothing but Liang’s sister-in-law, and I’m better than being married to you because I’m the chamber of Liang Yanbei.”

Suddenly, Song Ci’s desire to refute and retain was suddenly broken. His eyes became horrible instantly, and his fingertips couldn’t help shaking. Even after Tao Rui left relentlessly, he stood still for a long time. People come to persuade, and make people laugh.

In the end, Liang Bing heard about this and hurriedly bid farewell to Liang Jun from the tavern. He walked to the door of the house and took Song’s resignation, taking it home.

Liang Bing didn’t know how to comfort his son, and was both angry and distressed, so he had to pat his shoulder, which made Song Ci draw his sense from the vastness.

When he raised his eyes, facing Mrs. Liang’s eyes, she stood in the corner of the courtyard and looked at Song Ci from afar. She didn’t know what emotion was mixed in her eyes, which made Song Ci feel cold all of a sudden.

After many years, Song Ci originally thought that he had slowly let go of these things, but when he saw it again, his heart hurt even more, as if he was more sad than he was when he was a teenager. He seemed to be in this realistic illusion. I saw more emotions, from others, and his own.

He only remembered that when Liang Bing returned to Beijing and took him with him, he got rid of the instructions of the Jinling people. It was also that year that he changed his attitude towards Liang Yanbei.

Others always think that he is jealous and resentful to the uncle Liang Yanbei, who has a narrow-minded heart. These inexplicable accusations he has endured for too long and feels aggrieved every time he listens. After this incident, he simply did so and told some others about Liang Yanbei did not need any evil behavior, so that when others talk about it, he will at least not feel wronged.

This was also his little childish behavior, but after he became a habit, he thought he was really tired of Liang Yanbei.

Song Ci’s memory is really not very good. When these things that he deliberately forgot to appear again, the emotion brought to him was still so straightforward and clear. He was standing only three steps away from the young Song Ci. After looking at his unspeakable look after Mrs. Liang’s eyes, he did not dare to be wronged or complain, because he was not qualified.

But he still couldn’t accept that his mother was watching when he was sad, which hurt him too much.

Negative emotions flooded the mountain, almost drowned him, Song Ci gasped, struggling to suppress, but still couldn’t stop the reddish totem from slowly climbing to the side, and the blue in his eyes was like a flickering flame, burning His only remaining reason.

Song Ci came to the door of Tao’s house. A fire burned from the door to the backyard. He strolled in the blue flames, filled with miserable shouts. He patiently and carefully found Tao Rui, who was a girl. .

Song Ci grabbed her by the neck and lifted it. Looking at her suffocated face, the joy of revenge poured into her heart.

He heard his voice ringing in his ear, “Good job, everyone who hurts you, **** it.”

As soon as the words fell, Song Ci pierced Tao Rui’s chest, and it broke sharply.

After throwing Tao Rui’s lifeless body on the ground, Song Ci did not feel the comfort after revenge. There were two strong emotional collisions in his heart. One was the fear and guilt after killing innocent people. One is the pleasure to stretch yourself out.

These two emotions caused him a headache, and he fell down in pain, covering his head to force those emotions out, but was interrupted by a cry.

“Mother! Save me!” The immature cry screamed and opened his nightmare all his life.

As soon as Song Ci heard, the whole person was eroded by fear. He scaredly looked up, but the cry rang in his ear, forcing him to see.

There is a mountain forest in front of it. It is the summer and lush season, and the whole mountain is covered at night, so dark that there is no moonlight. Only a group of evil thieves hold torches to light.

Mrs. Leung was tied to a tree with bruises on her forehead and delicate makeup. She was also embarrassed at the moment, her hair was messy, and all the luxuriant Zhu Xi was plucked clean, and awakened quietly from a cry.

And the yell was a young boy **** with his hands and feet. He kept crying, his face full of fear was similar to Song Ci.

When Song Ci saw his face, he opened the **** scar from the deepest point in his memory—that was his brother Liang Shuli.

At that time, Song Ci was only ten years old. The robber caught Mrs. Liang, who took Song Ci and his brother back to his mother’s province, and handed a letter to the Liang family—paying money to redeem.

At that time, Liang Bing was still in the capital, and the Liang family in Jinling was only Liang Jun. After he received the letter, he brought people to rescue at the fastest speed. When he finally arrived, Liang Shuli was completely out of breath.

At the scene of Liang Shuli’s death, Song Ci forced himself to forget over and over again, but as soon as a little bit, he immediately collapsed all his cover-up efforts.

The mountain thief was desperate, waiting for the ransom to take Song Ci and Liang Shuli to play. They let Song Ci stand in front of a trap. The trap is used to kill wild beasts in the mountain. A deep and large earthen pit. The extremely sharp iron pestle was tied down at the bottom of the pit. Even if it was a huge wild bear, it could only end up in a piercing hole.

The pirates laid a few planks in front of the trap, and there were gaps between them. They pointed at the planks and said, “You jump over it, or we’ll kill your brother.”

Song Ci was standing in front of the wooden board, his legs were shaking, he looked at Liang Shuli, who was stepped on by his thief, and constantly wiped with his hands the tears that flowed out of fear.

“Just jump!” The thief gave a fierce cry, and kicked mercilessly on Liang Shuli. Liang Shuli was eight years old. He couldn’t stand his small body, and screamed immediately.

Mrs. Liang struggled madly, “Don’t hit me! Don’t!”

The pirate took a stick and said to Song Ci, “You just have to jump, otherwise I’ll hit him.”

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Mrs. Liang seemed to have lost her sense of reason, and coaxed Song Ci, “Quit, you can just jump, it’s all right, you have to save your brother!”

Song Ci was terrified. He glanced down, but saw the first piece of wood full of cracks, and it was clearly bent. I was afraid that even the weight of a rabbit could not hold it. If he jumped up, Must fall into a trap on the spot.

Song Ci cried to Mrs. Liang, “Mother, this board is broken!”

The pirate laughed badly when he heard it, like a voice from hell, “You boy’s eyes are pretty good.”

After he had finished speaking, he began to beat Liang Shuli with a stick, as if enjoying the violence extremely. The more screaming Liang Shuli was, the more excited he was, and the sound of beating on the body was extremely harsh.

Liang Shuli slammed his body into a ball, his instinct screamed, and his sharp voice rang through the whole mountain.

Mrs. Liang is crazy, she shouted hysterically, “Don’t fight! Don’t fight! I beg you, please stop! Change your brothers, don’t fight!”

Song Ci was white at that moment. He looked at Mrs. Liang, and his original vague tears became clear now. The mother who gave birth to him raised his face at this moment, as if a stranger had never seen him before.

She yelled fiercely at Song Ci, “You jump! Jump!”

Song Ci felt paralyzed. He trembled and pointed at the board, as if he was struggling in despair, “This board … is broken.”

Mrs. Liang did not listen to these words at all. Her cry was intertwined with the screams of Liang Shuli, and the laughter of the mountain thief turned into a life-saving magic song and a barbed sword.

When he had pierced into his heart, the wound made him feel anguish, and when he pulled it out, he was still stabbed with a knife.

Song Ci ’s throat was choked and he was completely out of breath. He looked at his ten-year-old himself, squatting in a trap with his ears, and let Mrs. Liang yell again and again to let him jump, and Liang Shuli went from squeaking to weakness Slowly screaming.

He seemed to want to curl himself into the dirt.

He had only one idea at the time-he wanted to live, not to be pierced by the iron pestle below.

The idea that made him cowardly into the dust and survive instinctively killed his only brother.

The thief extremely cruelly killed Liang Shuli in front of Mrs. Liang and Song Ci. The stick was covered with bright red blood, but he sat safely beside him drinking wine, praising Song Ci with a smile, “You must have something in the future . ”

Later, Liang Jun came on horseback, killed the pirate, and released Mrs. Liang. When she was released, she even ran up to Liang Shuli. When she hugged it, her body was mostly cold, and her face was covered from her mouth. Blood came from the eyes and nose.

The appearance of being killed alive was terrible, and Song Ci still curled up and didn’t dare to show his head.

At the time, he was only eight years old. Liang Yanbei, who was following him, was the first person standing next to him. He hugged Song Ci, who kept crying, and whispered, “Cousin, don’t cry, we come to save you. . ”

Before the words were finished, it was found that Mrs. Liang, who was dead by Liang Shuli, was completely insane. She picked up the stick that had been killed by the mountain thief and drew it on the head of Song Ci. Liang Yanbei also suffered two sticks to protect him. Liang Jun Seeing hastily to stop.

In the end, Mrs. Liang’s mood could not be calm. Song Ci was received by Liang Yanbei’s family and slept for a few nights. She knew that Liang Bing rushed back from Beijing before picking up.

I don’t know what Mrs. Liang said to Liang Bing. Although Liang Bing did not blame Song Ci, he looked at him with a cryptic alienation.

Song Ci actually knew that his father and mother loved his younger brother more. At the age of ten, he was stubborn and hard to figure out. He didn’t like studying or learning calligraphy.

Eight-year-old Liang Shuli was quiet and sensible. He read thousands of books at a young age, never noisy and never caused trouble. He was once reincarnated by a Taoist priest as Wenquxing, but he was a high school champion when he was fifteen.

Wen Quxing’s reincarnated brother died tragically at the age of eight, but he made a living and replaced the rest of Liang Shuli’s life.

This is probably the result that no one wants to see, and no one regrets bringing it up.

After that incident, Song Ci will no longer run around and cause trouble. He put up a lively temperament, became docile and courteous, became full of elegance, and became the second Liang Shuli.

After a long, long time, when Mrs. Liang finally had a love for him again as a mother, he had completely wiped out the once-loving Song Ci.

Compared with others, he will never be the one chosen.

In fact, he also had a moment of extravagance to think that he would become an important existence or need, but in the end, extravagance is extravagant.

These memories resemble sharp claws, severely tearing the softest part of his heart, and adding a repetitive wound to the scarred place.

Song Ci closed his eyes in pain, seemingly exhausted in the struggle for self-protection, and allowed those wounds to hurt him over and over again.

“You have failed too much, Liang Shuhong.” Situ Zhoulan’s voice sounded at this time. “You are not worth living in this world. You watched your brother was killed alive and indifferent. You are a ghost in human skin. Not worthy of peace. ”

Song confessed. This is indeed the case.

“The one you are always abandoned, why don’t you think about the reason? Wenchen doesn’t choose you, Tao Rui doesn’t choose you, and even your mother wants you to die instead of Liang Shuli. This is not to blame them, this is to blame yourself. . ”

Song Ci seemed to have no strength to refute, and he could not find the reason for refutation.

He always wanted to use the wounds that didn’t care to whiten his heart. After he had applied the herbs without any use, he deceived himself and told himself that it didn’t matter, I was not hurt at all.

Then no one else could see it, and he was deceived by himself.

After being exposed in this straightforward way, Song Ci still felt relieved after suffering.

The red totem on the face was getting lighter and quieter, and completely disappeared silently, and the black eyes were stained with pure blue.

Situ Zhou Lansong breathed a sigh of relief, saying, “Well, the blood fusion is complete, and he has completely lost his fighting spirit and can be slaughtered by others.”

Tu Shanli smiled with satisfaction, jumped to Song Ci without speaking, watched his eyes closed with dismay and pain, raised his right hand to make sharp claws, and pointed directly at his heart.

Song Ci seemed to be aware, but he didn’t want to move at all.

Just then someone was bewildering in his ear, “What’s wrong with you? You just want to live, you just want to cherish, you just want to own, what have you done wrong?”

Yeah, what’s wrong with him?

He just wanted to live well, live like his father and mother like Liang Shuli, live like Liang Yanbei, be happy and comfortable, and live like warm Zen, slowly and peacefully.

He clearly did nothing wrong, but why did he suffer again?

The anger and hate that had been buried for a long time finally broke through the ground, entangled every corner of his heart, and turned into a scarlet brow. When Tu Shanli’s nails were about to pierce the heart, he shot her and snapped her. Wrist.

Open your eyes again, and those blue eyes are full of evil spirit and blood from killing, looking straight at Tu Shanli, with a smile and a murderous voice, “What are you doing?”

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I would like to explain that Wen Zen is not wrong, Liang Yanbei is not wrong, and Song Ci is not wrong. It is just from a different perspective. Moreover, the dream itself exerts negative emotions on Song Ci.

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