Jian Zhi couldn't refute, and could only reply softly, "Yeah."

Shen Xingsui took a deep breath, he walked to the cabinet beside him, moved the cabinet back, it was a double-sided cabinet, but no one had ever discovered the mystery of it, turned the cabinet over, and it was actually full Full of albums and CDs on the second floor, as well as some peripherals, these are all Jianzhi.

Jian Zhi recognized it at a glance, and he whispered, "You..."

"When I was in school, there was a time when there were students in the class who wanted to learn musical instruments, and I would teach them. These are all scraps of tuition I saved up to buy." Shen Xingsui looked at the dusty shelf: "Then you won't allow me Listening to your songs, you are not allowed to let your classmates know that I am your younger brother. I will put these things away here. They are all exchanged by me with the fruits of my labor, so I think they should all belong to me, right? "

Jian Zhi seemed to have guessed something, had a bad feeling in his heart, and stepped over: "What do you want..."

Shen Xingsui picked up the standing card on the shelf, took it apart, and threw it to the place. The glass figure slammed on the polished tile and made a crisp cracking sound, followed by the CD. He swung all the CDs with one arm onto the ground. The crackling sound resounded through the room, and he stood on the edge of the CD, watching these things fall, as if he were looking at some garbage.

Today is a yīn rainy day, and a little bit of rain outside slipped on the window, leaving traces of splitting.

Jian Zhi watched all his albums fall to the ground, his voice unconsciously filled with anger: "Are you crazy?!"

Shen Xingsui looked at his furious appearance, but sneered, and returned his original words to him verbatim: "This is my thing, and I have the right to control it."

Just when Jian Zhi thought it was over, Shen Xingsui turned his eyes back to the secret door.

There, there are things that he has treasured for many years, there are broken CDs and corrupted figures on the ground, and there are his broken beliefs over the years.

Shen Xingsui's eyes gradually became cold. He turned around and picked up the wooden cabinet next to him without hesitation. After walking two steps, he smashed the cabinet to the ground with a huge impact. And the album shattered, white fragments were all over the floor, some were broken in a corner, and some were cracked as a whole.

Jian Zhi's eyes were about to be split, and his heart was inexplicably aching at this moment, as if it was not only the disc that was shattered, but also everything was completely shattered with these things, and could never be restored, and his eyes turned red almost instantly. He didn't know whether he was sad or angry, and if he was sad, why was he so sad? All he knew was that when he saw Shen Xingsui's cold and desperate look at the pieces, he was full of anger. meaning.

Jian Zhi couldn't help roaring: "What are you doing?!"

There was a string in his mind that seemed to be broken, he stepped over and grabbed Shen Xingsui's hand and held it vigorously, saying angrily, "You stupid bastard, who allowed you to smash it, my album is mine in my house. Yes, of course all your junk manuscripts are mine in our house. I can do whatever I want. To tell you the truth, I have long since thrown out the junk on the ragged bookshelf in your room. It's been disgusting to see him for a long time, but you can be his fan, it's just the same..."

"Snapped!"

Crisp and loud slaps echoed in the room.

Jian Zhi's words came to an abrupt end, and a bright slap print appeared on his face. From birth to the present, neither father nor brother had beaten him. For the first time in his life, he was beaten by Shen Xingsui, so there was even a momentary , he didn't come back to his senses.

quite a while

Jian Zhi turned his face, looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and murmured, "Did you hit me?"

Shen Xingsui looked at him coldly: "You make me feel sick."

The cold words made Jian Zhi like a basin of cold water pouring over him from beginning to end. He was not sad when he was questioned by Shen Xingsui, but only felt angry when the album was broken. As if he was hit by something inexplicably, he was so dull that he couldn't speak.

Jian Zhi's face was a little distorted. He is such a good face person. He raised his hand as if he was going to beat Shen Xingsui, but An Ran next to him couldn't watch, so he rushed over and said, "Second brother, second brother. No, you can't hit him, otherwise the Shen family will be endless with us!"

Jian Zhi was furious, but in the end, An Ran's words brought him back to his senses. He almost forgot that now Shen Xingsui is not someone who can bully if he wants to, but he can't just let him go. .

"What's in your box?" Jian Zhi pointed to the box next to Shen Xingsui: "Is this something from our house, you can't take it away, or I'll call the police for burglary!"

Shen Xingsui seemed to have known this would happen for a long time, looked at An Ran and smiled and said, "I can be invited in by your good brother An Ran at the door. It would be better if you called the police. I just happened to have a good chat with the police uncle about the things you did, maybe I can meet media friends by the way, how about making you appear on camera now?"

An Ran was pulled out again, her face pale.

He could almost feel the look of Jian Zhi cast on him from behind, almost extremely angry eyes, he calculated and calculated, never thought that Shen Xingsui would be calculated.

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