Red Line Resurrection Chapter 33
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◎Equal exchange and gifts.◎
Liang Ji’an took off his glasses and looked over the screenshots in the photo album for a long time, finally stopping at the one where Shen Lingjun turned his head with a red face.
He is indeed very happy now, perhaps excited is a more accurate description, and he does not mean to lie to win Shen Lingjun’s sympathy. Strictly speaking, this is indeed the first gift he has received.
Liang Ji’an has been studying abroad for a long time and returns to China only a handful of times each year. When his parents ask him to go back to his old house to celebrate his birthday, he will cooperate with them because he knows that he needs to do this in exchange for what he wants. Wealth and power are all obtained in equal exchange.
His parents don’t love each other, and they don’t love him either, so of course he hates his parents.
Liang Jian will not try to save or win the favor of his parents like ordinary children. He seems to be born with a lack of this part of emotion. He never cares from the beginning to the end, and he has no sad or painful emotions.
When he realized that the traditional family relationships mentioned in the book did not exist at home, he quickly accepted it all and even grew up to be more cold and inhumane than his parents.
He will abide by the so-called ethics and filial piety according to his own logic, although the final execution results sometimes become twisted, but these are not within the scope of his consideration.
So, what about Shen Lingjun?
Liang Ji’an knew clearly that when he was getting along with Shen Lingjun, those rational logic and self-requirements were collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Probably only when we first brought it back, it was still a high embankment.
Facing Shen Lingjun, his emotions that never existed seemed to resurface. He had already made many cross-border moves, some of which were almost deliberately induced. Shen Lingjun was too slow. He didn’t know that a normal elder brother would not take care of his nineteen-year-old brother like this.
Liang Ji’an thought of the dream he had after returning from the river last night. He rarely dreams, and in that dream he chose to trap Shen Lingjun with him.
When he woke up from his sleep, his first reaction was not to be grateful that he had kept the bottom line in reality, but to reminisce about the pleasure of getting what he wanted in his dream.
But now, reason is like a rope pulling on him. The tighter he struggles, the harder he becomes. He realizes that Shen Lingjun likes his brother very much, maybe it can be said to be love, and he will only love him as a brother.
Shen Lingjun will not accept other identities.
He should and must continue to be strict with himself and get along with him from the standpoint of his family.
Liang Ji’an’s fingertips paused on the screenshot, clicking on it to zoom in and out. He flipped through a few more pictures and saw the picture of the cake and the gift.
The brand of perfume was familiar to him.
Under certain circumstances, a person’s emotions can be at the peak of two extremes. He felt happy because he received Shen Lingjun’s gift, but also felt painful because of the relationship that had no progress, so that he finally pulled himself away and quietly looked at the perfume in trance.
A collection of incense worth more than 10,000 yuan.
The child must have spent a long time choosing a gift that is both thoughtful and affordable.
The card with pocket money on it has not been used since it was given to Shen Lingjun. Liang Ji’an would check his bills every half month at first, but then he stopped caring about it. Now he had to do something to divert his attention, so he simply went to retrieve his recent consumption records.
There are no expenses on the card.
Liang Jian frowned slightly. He didn’t spend the money on the card. Where did Shen Lingjun get the money to buy him a gift?
Even the learning machine that was resold before was not enough.
He turned around to check the fund transactions in Shen Lingjun’s other accounts.
This was not a difficult task for him, not to mention that Shen Lingjun only had two or three cards in total, and all of them required real-name authentication to use money, but he could find out everything in just half an hour.
Ten days ago, Shen Lingjun successfully withdrew 1,500 yuan from a website.
And that website is obviously not a serious website.
When Liang Ji’an successfully registered and logged in and saw the recommendations on the homepage, his already extremely divided emotions still had room to decline. He thought of the secret he discovered when he took a bath for Shen Lingjun that night, and felt a black despair in front of his eyes.
He forced himself to calm down and filtered forward according to the withdrawal time and playback volume. He turned a blind eye to all kinds of messy pictures and scenes flashing across the screen. He just stared at them, as if searching intuitively, until the mouse clicked on a video with 170,000 views, and the uploaded blogger’s avatar was a messy pixelated kitten.
Liang Ji’an just wanted to set fire to the home of the founder of this website. His brain was in unprecedented chaos. It was as if someone had reached in and pinched it twice, and finally put it back in a mess for him.
He clicked on the homepage. This blogger uploaded a total of five videos. There was a long gap between the first one and the next four. It seemed that the update was stopped due to something in the middle, and the environment of the video also changed.
Liang Jian did not turn on the sound. He seemed to maintain his last gentlemanly demeanor. It was best not to listen or to look carefully. He could just leave after confirming.
But he didn’t.
He held on to his last glimmer of hope, hoping that Shen Lingjun wouldn’t be doing such stupid things, but when he turned on the play button and volume button of the video, this last bit of hope was extinguished like a weak firelight being drenched by a heavy rain, leaving only the anger all over his body that shot up to Tianling Gai. He was so angry that he wanted to pull Shen Lingjun over and give him a good beating, and ask him what was going on in his mind!
On the paused screen, the red mole on the lower abdomen near the hip bone was so conspicuous that no one could ignore it.
Of course, he had some uncontrollable instinctive reactions, but Liang Jian had no time to take care of this extra desire now. He was already overwhelmed by anger, and the comments and barrage under the video only added fuel to the fire.
Shen Lingjun will reply.
Although there were only a few words, such as thank you, thank you, thank you for the support, it was obvious that he knew what he was doing.
Liang Jian was so angry that he laughed. He should be glad that Shen Lingjun at least knew not to show his face, not to reveal his living environment, and also knew how to protect his privacy, right?
All jobs and contracts had been thrown thousands of miles away. Liang Jian felt that he was now experiencing the most at a loss in his twenty-seven years of life. He didn’t even know how to deal with this matter.
After a long time, he clicked on the private message box and sent three messages to Shen Lingjun.
【Hello】
【I have watched all your videos】
[Do you want to accept customization?】
Every time he sent a private message, he gave Shen Lingjun’s videos the most expensive gift on the website, as if to deliberately attract his attention.
[The author has something to say]
BOO BOO BOO BOO!
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The kitten gave me a huge blow on my birthday like this [poor]