Don’t Be a Kept Man

Xiao Fengwu seemed to have known that he would say this a long time ago. He lowered his head deeply when he heard the words, half a word was not spoken, and his hands were slapped against the railings, his strength became heavier and heavier, leaking his inner emotions, and finally shocked. The whole iron gate was buzzing.

"Not worthy—"

The palm of Xiao Fengwu's palm was red, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Qin Mingyue, the expression hidden inside was a bit shocking, every word, throwing stones into the water, aroused countless water splashes: "When people drove you out of the Xiao family, it's me."

"You have been up and down for years because of me, and the pain of breaking your fingers is also because of me..."

"You don't have to die with me, you don't have to die with someone like me."

Qin Mingyue seemed stunned when she heard the words, her expression on her face was frozen, but she still didn't react: "What did you say?"

Xiao Fengwu didn't speak, he knew that Qin Mingyue understood.

The world is so strange that they don’t cherish when they get it, and they regret it when they lose it. For the rest of their lives, it seems that they must leave a regret in their hearts to enjoy the five flavors of life. Xiao Fengwu thought that this might be the last time the two met, how could it be achieved? This scene is up.

He stretched out his hand from the railing and grabbed Qin Mingyue's cold wrist: "Mingyue..."

The blood on Qin Mingyue's face gradually faded and she became pale, and her eyes became more and more dark and deep, making people afraid to look at each other. His body was tight, but he couldn't help trembling, and his weak figure stood in a dark prison. It's so weak that it can disappear in a breath.

Qin Mingyue only felt that her strength had been exhausted. She couldn't even push Xiao Fengwu away. She could only be held tightly by him. After a long time, her beautiful phoenix eyes were dyed scarlet, but her words were trembling. Confidently asked: "You have been lying to me?"

In the past, Jin Yuyu's voice was too dumb to speak.

There was only silence in the answer.

Qin Mingyue sneered at the corners of her mouth, stiff, but she was laughing at herself: "...you just treat me as a plaything, hold it in your hand when you love, and throw it aside when you get tired of it... I look up to myself, I It's just a mean actor, can you really expect you to like me?"

"You keep playing me as a fool..."

A large teardrop rolled down his cheeks, dripped through the thin jaw, and then went into the skirt of the clothes.

Qin Mingyue hasn't cried for many years. During the years when he was away from home, he did all the dirty work and ate the leftovers of others, but he never cried. He knew that tears were useless. I can only climb up through gritted teeth, and I have survived to this position.

Xiao Fengwu had a lot of words in his heart, wanted to say, but felt that it shouldn't be said at this time, only tightly holding Qin Mingyue's hand, mutely said: "I never thought you were low, never treated you as a plaything... "

I like you,

It's just this love, it's too late.

In the past, when we were rich and wealthy, we were full of friends and desolate, standing next to Xiao Fengwu, Qin Mingyue was the only one.

"boom--"

Suddenly, Qin Mingyue hit the railing with a heavy punch, with great strength and a humming sound. The barbs on the iron rail scratched the skin and flesh, and when the hand fell, there was a winding blood stream.

Qin Mingyue's eyes were red, and she stared at Xiao Fengwu angrily: "You don't have to say these false words!"

Xiao Fengwu was startled, let go of his left hand, and turned to look at the **** right hand, but was caught off guard by Qin Mingyue's wrist, and then a sharp tingling pain came from the back of his hand——

The end of the tooth was embedded in flesh and blood, and it was really painful. Qin Mingyue carried the hatred of eating blood and drinking flesh, as if to bite him alive.

Ordinary people are probably struggling already.

Xiao Fengwu hoped that the more pain the better,

Don't forget this little actor without letting yourself die.

The moon in the sky is on the top of the begonia tree, and the moon in the world is in his arms. Xiao Fengwu can't hold him in his arms anymore. He can only look at Qin Mingyue through the narrow gap through the cold obstacles, and he looks at it. Into a dense net.

After a long time, Qin Mingyue finally released him, his face was full of tears, the corners of his lips were red with blood, and the hatred in his eyes was unabated.

Xiao Fengwu stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his face: "Mingyue, if I can get out alive..."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Mingyue tilted her head coldly, avoided his hand, stepped back a few steps, and then in front of Xiao Fengwu, tore the paper with the poisonous prescription to pieces, and said in a dark voice: "You It’s time to stay here until the day of the guillotine."

The paper shattered into tens of thousands of pieces and slowly fell to the ground. Qin Mingyue turned and left without looking at him.

Xiao Fengwu still maintained the posture of wiping away his tears just now, his hands froze in the air, and he slowly retracted it after a long time. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but it was inexplicably disappointing.

The Xiao brothers were watching the show in the first half, but they were afraid to make a sound in the second half. One of the two slammed into blood, and the other was bitten and bloodied. The reversal of the situation was unpredictable. They were really better than Yamen. The punishment was fierce.

The surroundings were quiet. After a long time, Xiao Fengming moved and said dryly to Xiao Fengwu: "Well, sixteen, let's keep alive."

Brother Xiao Liu laughed directly when he heard the words, and he couldn't be happier: "Look and see, it's worth it. Who made him provoke romantic debts everywhere? The old lady told you to break up with this little actor, I will pay When you are really broken, you haven't been willing to let go."

Finally, I shook my head and made a summary: "Sixteen, Yan Fu is not shallow."

When they first came in, they were all crying, and there was no wave in Xiao Fengwu's heart. Now they stopped crying, but the emotions in Xiao Fengwu's heart came up with afterthought, it was hard to tell whether it was bitter or bitter.

Everyone had a time when they were young and frivolous, but Xiao Fengwu's frivolousness harmed Qin Mingyue.

It was a winter day a few years ago. The heavy snow fell and the cold dripping into ice. Grandpa Xiao wanted to tell his beloved sixteen grandson about marriage. The woman was Miss Xu Jiaxu, Xu Chengbi, but Xiao Fengwu almost cut her out of anger. , And finally gave up on marrying others, the Xiao Xu family also created a gap.

Just for an actor.

Just because of an actor.

Xiao Fengwu's mother was also an actor, but it was a pity that she passed away early, but her husband was so infatuated with her, and soon followed her.

Grandpa Xiao's most beloved son was ruined in the hands of the actor. He couldn't just watch, and his most beloved grandson did the same.

"Shikuro! Shikuro!"

Elder Xiao, leaning on crutches, banging the ground hard, paced back and forth in front of Xiao Fengwu: "You are the most gifted of these grandchildren. In the future, you must inherit the Xiao family's ancestral business. You must not waste your years for the sake of your children's personal affairs, let alone. He is just an actor, a man!"

Xiao Fengwu knelt on the ground, bored, and didn't take this seriously.

Half-year-old, born rebellious, the more others will not let him do anything, he will do what he wants to do, especially the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is really subtle, not as good as the rumors of the outside world.

Old Mrs. Xiao is very old, but his eyes are shrewd and harsh, making people afraid to look directly at him: "Once you were young, I wouldn't care about the fooling around, but now that you are an adult, you shouldn't be confused anymore. Go back to your father's old path. He was, he was like you at the beginning, and he was so fascinated by a lowly actor that he didn't even know his name and name!"

The lowly actor in his mouth is Xiao Fengwu's mother.

Xiao Fengwu died when he was nine years old.

How did it die? It was not a confidant's fate, but a natural and man-made calamity. After pouring a bowl of medicine, he died silently.

Healers can save people or kill people. Old Madam Xiao has saved many lives in this life, but there is blood on her hands, and she will not be able to wash her life.

"Sixteen Lang, let go as soon as possible. If you pet him, you must also see how he can accept it." Old lady Xiao sighed, his muddy eyes flashed with sharp edges, like a murderous knife. He took one many years ago. The life of the actor is now approaching another life.

Xiao Fengwu didn't speak, the room was burning with warm charcoal, but his hands and feet were a little bit cold, he thought of his mother.

She was a beautiful woman with a soft and affectionate voice. She would sew for him and tuck the quilt for him. She has a pair of nice phoenix eyes, her pupils are black and clean, she is in the sky and the breeze is blue, she always wears it when she looks at herself Laughing.

He died later, the body was nowhere to be found, and the memorial tablet could not be enshrined in the ancestral shrine.

Xiao Fengwu missed her very much, but he could only tell himself not to think about it, because when he thought about it, hatred would surge in his heart, but who should the hatred be directed against? The grandfather who raised him?

It seemed to be the silent stalemate of two people, and it seemed to be the contemplation of Xiao Fengwu alone.

Xiao Fengwu likes Qin Mingyue, but he likes it too shallow, too shallow to make long-term plans for him, too shallow to hold him on the stage, but unable to save him when he falls.

As the old lady Xiao said, spoiling him depends on whether he can afford it.

It seems that the Yin and Shang Dynasty collapsed, and the sins belonged to Da Ji, like the Emperor Yang of the Tang Dynasty, who loved the sky, and the end was the eternal death of the soul under Maweipo. Xiao Fengwu liked Qin Mingyue, but only knew the publicity of gold and jade. He never thought about it. What kind of disaster will it bring him.

The backlog for many years has reached the bottom line of the old man Xiao, his voice is old: "Sixteen Lang, do you do it yourself, or I will do it for you."

He did it? How to do it? It's nothing more than a repetition of tricks and a bowl of medicine. After all, no one cares about the life or death of an actor.

I don't know if it was one hour, two hours, or only half a cup of tea.

Xiao Fengwu leaned on his knees and slowly got up from the ground: "...give him some money to settle down and let him go."

At that time, Qin Mingyue liked Xiao Fengwu very much, but Xiao Fengwu liked Qin Mingyue only five points. The feelings were not deep, and although there was reluctance to break it, it did not hurt her heart.

The carved wooden door opened and the wind and snow blew into the room. Old Lady Xiao looked at his leaving back and asked: "Will you still go to see him?"

Without looking back, Xiao Fengwu's voice came from a distance wrapped in ice and snow: "It's gone."

Three words set the end for this story. It is not clear who is right and who is wrong. Sometimes things like fate are really out of control.

Opening his eyes again, it was still in the cold and damp cell. Xiao Fengwu heard a low crying from the next door. After looking along, he found that it was Xiao Fengming, a man of seven feet, shrunk into a ball, and his shoulders twitched.

Xiao Fengwu knew that he was thinking about his wife and son.

No shame, after all, no one knows if tomorrow is going to die.

Xiao Fengwu was also thinking about Qin Mingyue, he was sorry for this little actor, and he was not worthy of his life to accompany him.