nostalgic

Chapter 8 Chapter 8

Jiangnan's estrangement from Jane Lai gradually manifested itself in many ways. In contrast, Jiangnan's preference for Tang Yun became more obvious. For example, when Jiangnan came to visit her apartment, she would often give Tang Yun beautiful dresses and shoes, but she would not know anything. Bring it to Jane Lai, for example, Jiang Nan would often help Tang Yun with homework before the college entrance examination, but he didn't care about anything to Jian Lai, for example, Jiang Jiang would often call Tang Yun over to chat in the theater, deliberately leaving Jian Lai aside.

What Jian Lai did to Jiang Lang was like a barrier. This barrier made Jiang Nan call his little lover sweetly while backing away non-stop, keeping a safe distance at all times. All the tenderness and warmth were illusions. Jane Lai gradually understood all this as she grew older.

"My father said that I'm a crooked tree, and I won't go back anyway, just let it go." On the day Tang Yun turned 20, Jian Lai woke up and clutched her fingers in a daze, her eyes were empty.

"Straight away? Does it mean sexual orientation?" Tang Yun turned around when she heard the sound.

"It doesn't refer to my sexual orientation, it refers to my willfulness. My sexual orientation can be known to anyone in the world, except my father. That's why I didn't dare to chase Jiangnan at that time. If my father and I directly pointed out that I like the same sex , my father will become a terrible person, how terrible it is, how terrible you can imagine. Sexual orientation is my father's bottom line, as long as I don't touch the bottom line, I can live freely, do Anything is fine. He is the kind of father who would throw me a lighter if I set fire to him, and hand me a knife if I killed someone." Jane Lai tapped Tang Yun's ribs lightly with her fingers.

"I'll give you that piano." Before Tang Yun could reply, Jian Lai pointed to the piano case on the writing table, rolled over and got out of bed to wash up.

Tang Yun tied up her long, messy hair and opened the piano case. There was a white card underneath, on which a line of words was neatly written with a pen.

I am galloping here, and you stand on the 20-year-old time scale and stay still.

Signed: Violinist

That night, Jiangnan prepared a birthday party for Tang Yun at Jian's house. It was the first time in Tang Yun's life that she saw such a grand occasion, and almost all the rich and powerful from the Lu family appeared one by one.

"This is my eldest daughter Tang Yun, and this is my youngest daughter Jian Lai." Jian Huailin introduced this in front of all the guests, and everyone's eyes gathered in an instant.

At the end of the banquet, Tang Yun, who was slightly drunk, suddenly received a message from Jane Lai on her mobile phone.

"Yunyun, call me Dad, Uncle Wei Yuanhang, Uncle Gao Linhao, Uncle Pan Wannian, Uncle Qian Yang come to your room, I want to give them a surprise, remember that people must be called Qi, otherwise it will not be fun, Don't yell too much, don't yell less, and you will lead them to my room later, the door is unlocked, just push the door and come in, please, wait for you—Jane Lai."

Tang Yun was used to Jane Lai not playing cards according to common sense, so she dragged a beautiful long dress and gathered Jane Huailin and four uncles together as Jane Lai ordered.

"I don't know what the hell is going on with my precious daughter." Jian Huailin laughed heartily when she heard Tang Yun's words, and led the four brothers upstairs to greet each other.

Uncle Jian walked to the door of Tang Yun's room on the second floor, and when he saw the portrait hanging on the door, he suddenly stopped and covered his chest.

The uncles behind Jian Huailin also began to look solemn.

Jian Huailin bent down deeply while clutching his chest, and suddenly pushed open the door as if he had realized something.

Jane Lai and Jiang Nan were lying naked on the bed, vines and trees were intertwined naked.

Jane Huailin surrounded the surroundings, and the walls and floor were covered with the same portraits as those on the door.

It was a very handsome boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Creating a crime." As soon as Jian Huailin's words fell to the ground, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell straight onto the floor with a bang.

The uncles and uncles who are used to seeing big scenes on weekdays all stood there stiffly as if they were fooled at that moment.

When the ambulance arrived, Jian Huailin was out of breath, and Uncle Qian Yang was also sent to the hospital at the same time due to a heart attack.

During the routine investigation at the police station, Tang Yun found that all the portraits in the room had been confiscated, and Jiang Nan and Jian Lai were nowhere to be found.

The three uncles kept silent about the portrait painting in the house as if they had discussed it. The three of them agreed that Jane Huailin had an upright and strong personality. At the same time, he couldn't bear such a big stimulus, and he died of cerebral hemorrhage.

"Uncle Gao, who was the boy in the portrait in the room that day?" Tang Yun asked Gao Linhao after the police left.

"That's Jane Lai's older brother, Jian Wei. Jian Wei had a serious illness when he was 16 years old. During the blood test in the hospital, Brother Jian accidentally found out that Jian Wei was not his own son. In a rage, he killed Jian Lai's mother and Jian Wei They drove out of Jian's house together, and Jian Wei lost the financial resources of Jian's family to support his illness to worsen, and he failed to survive. I didn't expect this to be remembered by Jian Lai." Uncle Gao Linhao lit a cigarette, and his fingers kept holding the cigarette Trembling up and down with the narrative.

"Yunyun, you are Jane Lai's best friend. If the police come to you again, don't mention the portrait painting. It will hurt Jane Lai, you know? How did your uncle Jian treat you? Uncle saw it all. Thinking back when you came to Lucheng, your Uncle Jian put you directly under the Jian family without saying a word. Do you know how much risk it takes for a rich man? You Look at what you usually eat and use, the house you live in, and the car you drive. Which one is worse than Jane Lai? These are all because Uncle Jian treats you as his own daughter. In his heart, you are the same as Jane Lai, without any bias, understand After this incident, Jiangnan will be ashamed to come back again. As Jane Lai's best sister, you must take good care of Jane Lai and help her support the Jane family, okay?" Gao Linhao explained with a sob.

"Okay, Uncle Gao, I know what to do." Tang Yun nodded silently.

Half a month after Uncle Jian's death, Tang Yun ran into Jian Lai who hadn't seen her for a long time downstairs in the apartment she shared. The trousers were blown to one side by the wind.

Tang Yun forgot where she got the strength to throw Jane Lai to the ground, and also forgot how she locked Jane Lai in the trunk of the car.

Tang Yun dragged Jane Lai all the way to the cemetery in the suburbs, and angrily opened the trunk.

Tang Yun will always remember the way Jane Lai was curled up on the ground when she was dragged out of the trunk of the car, her head was covered with sweat, her whole body was drenched, her hands were holding her head tightly and trembling weakly, she collapsed into a ball as if she had disappeared The muscles and bones looked like a mollusc with half of its arm cut off from a distance.

Tang Yun stood there in a daze for a long time, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly realized that she hadn't seen her for half a month. Jane Lai was so thin that only skin and bones remained. .

That scene has appeared in Tang Yun's nightmare every night for several years, lingering and lingering.