Chapter 9 The Self-Deceiving Liar

Watching Zheng Li being taken to the ambulance, Lin Xiaodong turned to look at Manager Hu.

He looked at the frightened appearance of a group of people, smiled, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Goodbye, if I get kicked out someday, remember to leave me a private room for the night in Wanxiao."

It was noon when Lin Xiaodong left, and the sun was shining on the street.

He hummed a song, and unknowingly slipped into the vicinity of No. 1 Middle School.

Walking to the publicity board at the entrance of the school, I saw Lin Xiamian's photo unexpectedly.

Look again at the title of the column, "Excellent Students in Morality, Intellectual, Physical and Aesthetics".

good guy.

In the photo, the two fools smiled brightly and wrote to themselves:

"I wish I could be a little more outspoken."

"I used to be a frequent visitor here." Lin Xiaodong looked at it for a while and said proudly to the students next to her.

The two girls glanced at his flower arm with disgust and fear, and walked away quickly.

Lin Xiaodong glanced down at his arm.

Most of the tattoo stickers on it have actually fallen off, but they had long sleeves when he was working at Wanxiao, and Gu Xi didn't seem to care whether he had tattoos or not, so he kept them until now.

Speaking of which, why did Gu Xi fall in love with him?

Lin Xiaodong thought about it, and sure enough, it was because of Lin Xiamian.

He looked up and saw his own reflection on the glass of the billboard.

The eyebrows and eyes are almost the same as the boy in the photo, but the temperament is completely different.

No wonder Gu Xi looked at him last night and blurted out Lin Xiamian's name.

Lin Xiaodong didn't link Gu Xi's confession to his new hair color at all. In his opinion, the man's behavior was already deeply rooted in his love for his cheap brother.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Lin Xiaodong looked down and found that Gu Xi had transferred 4,000 yuan to him on WeChat.

Note: Buy a nightgown.

30,000 last time, 4,000 this time.

It seems that the boss is planning to fight for a long time.

He tore the clothes himself, and Lin Xiaodong happily accepted them.

"Bai Yueguang ~ somewhere in my heart~"

He hummed a song and felt that since he received the money, he should be more dedicated as a substitute.

These days, a stand-in who is on-call without fighting or grabbing is a good stand-in.

"Tell me, what excuse should I use," Lin Xiaodong pondered, "If I rush to Gu Xi now and tell him that I love him to the death, even if you take me as my brother's stand-in, I will not Mind, he certainly won't believe it."

System: "Gu Xi has a big mansion in this city. It is said that no outsider can enter. If you can let him take you there, it is estimated that the first stage will be a success."

The system is very calm now. Anyway, as long as you collect all the good cards to complete the task, the rest is none of your business.

In this insane duel, it has to see how far Lin Xiaodong can achieve.

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After returning, Lin Xiaodong let the system open Lin Xiamian's character biography.

The so-called character biography, in fact, is the memory of this person as the first perspective. In fact, he originally wanted to choose Gu Xi, but the words Lin Xiamian wrote on the propaganda column in the middle school made him a little concerned, so he finally changed his mind.

"Do you want to open the biography of 'Lin Xiamian'?"

"Yes."

Lin Xiaodong lay on the bed according to the system's instructions and closed his eyes. When he opened it again, the scene in front of him had turned into a dilapidated building.

This is Lin Xiamian's memory.

Before Lin Xiaodong could figure out how many years it was, he heard a loud cry from "own"'s throat, and a curse came from the next room, a woman with disheveled hair wrapped in sheets and bare feet. Opening the door, he yelled at him, "Lin Xiaodong! Didn't you tell him to take good care of him?"

The voice fell, and a thin and small child got out of the kitchen.

He looked like he was only four or five years old, not yet as high as a table. Hearing his mother's words, the child silently walked to "himself", changed him a diaper skillfully, and held the baby in his arms with difficulty. Put the pacifier in his mouth.

The woman complained again with a tired face, turned around and went back to the room with the guests.

The moment the door closed, the child stopped moving.

He stretched out his hands expressionlessly, put them on "own"'s throat, and tightened his fingers little by little.

The feeling of suffocation from extreme hypoxia gradually came to his brain. Lin Xiaodong looked at the child above through Lin Xiamian's eyes, and even his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

But in the end, the child slowly let go.

The scene turns.

Lin Xiamian grew up, went to elementary school, and went to school with his brother every day.

On the way out of school, he was carrying his schoolbag, holding his brother's hand, and using a childish voice to tell his brother, who was only two grades older than him, the interesting things that happened at school today, chattering like he was squatting on the road. Sparrows on a telephone pole.

"None of my classmates have a brother," he said proudly. "Only me!"

"yes?"

"Yes," Lin Xiamian thought for a while, and suddenly realized that he had left out someone, "No, Dawang also has a brother, but he told us that he hates his brother because he bullies him at home every day and robs him of snacks. ."

As he spoke, he showed a sympathetic look: "It's so pitiful, fortunately I have a good brother."

The boy who held his hand laughed.

"None of my classmates have younger brothers," he said sincerely, "I really envy them."

"...Brother, what did you say?"

Lin Xiamian's attention was completely attracted by the stall selling chickens on the roadside, and he didn't hear the boy's words.

"It's nothing." The boy's expression was a little unnatural, but he quickly covered it up.

He looked down at his brother beside him and smiled, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Braised pork!"

Lin Xiamian cheered, jumped into the boy's arms, and gave him a big kiss: "Long live brother!"

The screen changed again.

This time, both brothers are grown up.

Lin Xiamian was in the second year of junior high school, and Lin Xiaodong was promoted from the bottom middle school in the district to the first middle school with the first grade.

"Xiaodong, did the school give you a scholarship when you started school?"

In the middle of the night, Lin Xiamian got up from the bed in a daze, rubbed his eyes and went to the bathroom to go to the toilet, but overheard the conversation between his mother and his brother.

Probably because the sons had grown up, the woman's temper gradually eased. When Lin Xiamian returned home from school, he could occasionally see his mother busy in the kitchen.

But in the face of a rare and gentle mother, my brother just lowered his head and gave a soft "um".

"Can you lend me two thousand dollars first?" Her mother's expression was a little cramped, and she whispered, "Xiaodong, you also know that my mother is not in good health. The medicines are too expensive now, and I can't afford it at all."

"……I have no money."

"Nonsense, when I was packing things that day, I clearly saw a pile of money stuffed in the crevice of your bed!" Mother raised her voice, but soon noticed that her attitude was too strict, and lowered her attitude and pleaded, "Xiaodong, mother It's not easy to know you, it's your mother's incompetence, I'm sorry, but I'm your mother after all, can you just watch me die?"

"That's the tuition fee for Xia Mian and I," his brother raised his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, don't say these words anymore, I'm tired of hearing them."

"You! You unfilial son, white-eyed wolf..."

Lin Xiamian slipped away before he finished listening.

The rental house was not big. He and Lin Xiaodong slept in the same bed all the time. When he returned to the house, he opened the bed and counted the money inside.

These are all saved bit by bit thanks to his and his brother's scholarships.

The door was closed, and Lin Xiamian suddenly raised his head.

It was his brother who came back.

"What are you counting," his brother came over with a tired face and fell on the bed, "Didn't you agree at the beginning, this money must not be given to her, otherwise we will both be useless in this life."

Lin Xiamian didn't speak.

Hearing the sobbing coming from next door, after a while, he whispered, "But brother, do I think it's too unfair for us to do this to Mom? We are her children, and we really can't ignore her..."

"Then did she take care of us!"

Lin Xiamian was startled by his brother's suddenly raised voice, and sat on the bed dumbfounded, not daring to move.

After an unknown amount of time, his brother sighed, rubbed his head, and put the money into his hand.

"Forget it, give her the money," he said calmly, "I will find a way about the tuition fee."

Lin Xiamian finally recovered.

He was really frightened by his brother's expression just now.

"Brother, you are so nice."

With a big smile, he ran out of the room with the money.

The mother, who was crying with joy, gave him a strong hug: "Xia Mian, you really still love your mother the most..."

The next memory is in the hospital.

Lin Qiaoqiao was seriously ill and was hospitalized, and could not be separated from someone to take care of her. In order to treat her, the family owed a lot of money, and the creditors came to collect debts every day. Lin Xiaodong and Lin Xiamian could not even go out of the house, let alone go to school.

In desperation, the brothers decided to draw lots, and those who got the red lottery dropped out of school to work to take care of their mothers.

"Mom, I..."

The teenager walked into the bedroom, but saw an extra sign box that should have been kept in his mother's hands. His eyes widened, and just as he was about to say something, the woman leaning on the bed gave him a "shush": "Be quiet, don't let your brother hear you."

He watched his mother drop the lottery box, so no matter how he drew, he would definitely not win the red lottery.

"Your brother is softhearted, he won't say anything," his mother said to him. "Lin Xiamian, when you grow up, you must repay your brother well, do you hear? He has only you."

Lin Xiamian stared at the sign box in her arms and was silent for a long time.

But he still didn't say anything.

The last memory happened in the future of the original world line.

"Brother, do you really like him that much?"

The grown-up Lin Xiamian stood in the kitchen, staring at the figure in front of him.

With the growth of age, the gap between the two brothers is also getting bigger and bigger, not only the education, status and living environment, but also the appearance has also undergone very obvious changes.

Now, no one can tell them apart anymore.

Because he has been dealing with people in the gray area for a long time, his brother has become more and more silent, his eyes are sullen, like a bony, vicious dog. Only when Gu Xi is beside him will he occasionally show a docile expression; while Lin Xiamian stayed after graduation. At the school, with his excellent academic ability and outstanding appearance, he is now a male god-level associate professor who has swept the campus.

The man who was killing the fish stopped.

"Lin Xiamian," his voice was hoarse, in an attack against Gu Xi not long ago, his vocal cords were accidentally damaged in order to protect the man, "I rarely come back, so stop talking about these unpleasant topics. ."

But Lin Xiamian didn't seem to hear, instead he took a step forward and hugged his waist.

"Brother," he put his face on the man's back, and took a deep breath of the man's body with nostalgia, but the words he said made the body in his arms tremble uncontrollably, "Give it up, the person Gu Xi likes is Me, no matter how much you try to please him, even if you sacrifice your life for him, he will never look at you in the eye."

"To shut up!"

The man put his hands on the chopping board and roared in despair.

"Why don't you admit it?" Lin Xiamian laughed softly when he saw that he was being pushed to the limit. He stretched out his hand, wanting to pick up the face that was similar to his own, but was avoided by the other person's face with disgust.

"Lin Xiamian," he said coldly, "I should have strangled you to death in your baby."

Lin Xiamian's movements stopped.

Immediately, instead of being angry, he laughed, picked up the sharp boned knife that was still stained with blood on the chopping board, and shoved it into his brother's hand forcibly.

"You can do it now," he whispered in an encouraging tone, "As long as you kill me, there will be no 'Lin Xiamian' replacement in this world. From now on, you will be Gu Xi's only one... "

The man's breathing gradually increased.

"Kill me, brother!" Lin Xiamian suddenly clenched his hand and commanded in a frantic tone.

A dragging force came from the wrist, and the man subconsciously handed the hilt forward.

The tip of the knife pierced his abdomen, Lin Xiamian groaned, and slowly knelt on the ground. At the end of his consciousness, he saw his brother kneeling down and hugging him in a panic, just like when they were young, when they only had each other...

Lin Xiamian closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Because he knew that Lin Xiaodong would come to accompany him soon.

In this life, he only allowed his brother to look at him alone.

This is the end of the character biography.

The system was silent for a long time without making a sound.

Although Lin Xiaodong had reminded it many times before, after reading this memory, the system was deeply shocked by Lin Xiamian's sickness.

Even it thinks that living in such a distorted family environment, wanting to be a good person with a pure and kind heart... is simply impossible! ?

But Lin Xiaodong couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

System: "What's so funny?"

"Don't you think it's very interesting?" Lin Xiaodong asked back with a smile. He could even think of Lin Xiamian's expression when he learned that he was with Gu Xi in the future. It must be very exciting.

"My little brother, really didn't let me down."

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The author has something to say:

Personally, I think Lin Xiamian is not love, but more like a spoiled child's paranoid occupation of his own possessions. Of course, everyone's understanding is different. Welcome to leave a message in the comment area~