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<li> “尽管现<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">很多东西都还不明白,但是爷爷相信，不久后的将来，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">一定会比小昊更出色。”到这一句，整个录音结束，简昊僵硬地坐<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">沙发上，脸上的神色阴晴不定。
“怎么样，动听吧？”沈飞一脸调笑地将手机收回口袋，歪着头看着简昊。
简昊缓缓转过头，阴沉地看着沈飞冷声道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">竟然装窃听？”
“NO,NO,NO，”沈飞伸出食指左右摇晃着，“重点不是这个,重点是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">那个敬爱的爷爷准备将简氏交给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的弟弟简洛。”
“那是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的家事，与<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">无关。”
“阿昊，这么说可就见外了，”沈飞站起身走到简昊身旁坐下凑近道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说这话真是让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">伤心呢。”
简昊微微撇过头，躲过了沈飞的气息。
沈飞见状也不恼，继续说：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">简氏花了那么多心血，难道<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">准备就这样拱手让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">了？还是让给害死<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">父母的凶手。”
简昊猛地转过头，满脸愠怒，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说了，那是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的家事！”
“啧……连生气都这么好看。”沈飞摇摇头，感叹着。
简昊霍地站起身，面无表情地看着沈飞道：“如果<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">叫<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">来是因为这个，那么，该听的<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">都听了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就不打扰<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">休息，先回去了”说着简昊抬脚就要走。
沈飞见状忙伸出手拽住简昊的手用力一收，使得简昊踉跄两步直直向他身上倒来。简昊有些狼狈地撑住沙发，不让自己倒<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">沈飞身上，狠狠道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">到底想怎么样？”
沈飞仰头看着撑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">他上方的简昊，轻吐一口气，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">想怎么样<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看不出来吗？”
简昊眉头轻皱，“抱歉，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不明白。”
“那这样呢？”沈飞拉下简昊的身体就这么吻了上去，简昊先是一怔，而后狠狠地推开了沈飞，一拳砸<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">了沈飞脸上，直起身，用手背擦拭着嘴唇，脸上的厌恶之色溢于言表。
“呵呵……”沈飞摩挲着自己的嘴角低低的笑出声，“味道不错。”
脸上的厌恶更甚，简昊双拳紧握，一脸阴沉地看着沈飞，沈飞依旧一脸轻佻。简昊冷哼一声，转身离去。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不想知道简洛被绑架的真相吗？”沈飞有些慵懒的声音适时地止住了简昊离去的步伐，简昊顿住脚转过身，冷声道：“是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">做的？”
“看了不就知道了？”沈飞拿起茶几上的遥控器，打开了液晶电视。只是画面显示的不是电视剧广告或是新闻，而是一间有些阴暗的房子。
简昊缓缓地抬起脚走向沙发，一眨不眨地盯着墙上的液晶显示屏。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看到里面的画面后，简昊震
惊<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">当场久久不能回神。
阴暗的屋子内，被绑住手脚的简洛躺<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">冰凉的水泥地面上双眼紧闭，面色也有些苍白。随后，一阵微弱的灯光照亮了这间阴暗的屋子，紧接着响起一个男<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的声音，“老大，他还没醒。”
“一桶水泼下去不就醒了。”被称为老大的<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">语气冰冷，不带任何感情。
‘哗啦’一声，一盆水从上而下浇灌<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">简洛身上，简洛略微单薄的身子剧烈地抖动了一下，然后
缓缓地睁开眼，眼神有些迷茫。
“简二少，别来无恙啊。”老大淡淡地开口，语气有些讽刺。
回过神的简洛猛然瞪大眼看向镜头处，尽管简昊知道他看的是那个被称之为老大的<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，但是他却
有种简洛<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看他的感觉。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">是谁？”简洛问道。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">？呵，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不配知道。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">想怎么样？为钱？”此时的简洛已经有些镇定。
“哈哈，钱？<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">要多少有多少。”
“那<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">绑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">来是为了什么？”
“不为什么，就是看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不顺眼罢了，请<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">来吃顿大餐。”
随即，几名身型高大的男<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">出现<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">简洛周围，“咱们二少说他身上有些痒呢，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">们就帮忙挠挠吧。”
“是，老大。”
然后镜头里便是一阵混乱，除了最开始的一声惨叫，再也没传出简洛的声音，几个高头大汗毫不留情的拳打脚踢使得简洛微微弓起了身体，这场单方面的围殴一直持续了二十多分钟才停止，当那几个大汉再站开身体时，简洛已经是满脸血迹，身上的衣服也被撕扯了好几道口子，艳丽的红和暗沉的灰交杂<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">一起使得这件衣服看不出原来的颜色。
“哟，还挺耐打。”
简洛轻微颤抖着身子没有说话。
“还有力气瞪啊，来，给咱们二少解开绳子，咱们二少不开心想打回来呢，可不能让二少白忙活了。”
绳子解开，简洛挣扎着想站起来，却一次次的摔倒。
“二少怎么了这是？疼呢吧？真是不好意思，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">手下不知轻重，下手重了点，二少可得担待一下。”
简洛依旧没有说话，只是挣扎着。
“啧……二少这样可走不回去了，不如这样，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">把手机给二少，二少让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥来接<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">怎么样？”
“做梦！”简洛终于开口。
“啧……都这样了还这么硬气，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">可是为了二少好啊，二少现<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">一定想见<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥想得要死吧？”
简洛停止了挣扎，趴<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">地上一动不动。
“哎，落花有意流水无情，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">怎么就不鼓起勇气向<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥表明下<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的心意呢？”
简洛猛然抬头瞪向那<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，眼底有些惊慌，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">胡说什么？”
“啧……二少掩藏地可够深，不过二少运气不好，恰好被<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看到了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说，要是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥知道他亲弟弟竟然爱上了自己，他会怎么样？哎呀呀，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">都不敢想，本来就够恨<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">了，这下会恶心<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">吧？”
“不，不要。”简洛摇着头满脸惊恐。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">这<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">呢，就有个优点，特喜欢满足<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">家愿望，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">心上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">打个电话，如果他来接<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">呢，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就放<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">走，还不告诉他这个秘密，如果他不来呢，那么抱歉二少，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">恐怕是回不去了。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不会打的，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">死心吧。”
“哟，这可由不得<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，来，把手机给二少接通咯。哎呀，等等，挂掉吧，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">突然想起来二少被绑之前貌似有给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">心上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">打过电话。抱歉抱歉，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">这记性。说起来，这都过了一天了吧？<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">心上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">还是没动静，啧啧，真是可怜啊。”
简洛缓缓闭上眼，脸色哀伤。“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">喜欢<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥，对吧？”简洛的声音有些低哑。
“看不出来二少还挺聪明的嘛，这可不行，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">得给二少一点奖励不是。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">这几个手□体还挺壮，二少没开苞呢吧，这就是二少的不对了，要是哪天<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">哥哥回心转意也看上二少了，那二少还得重新调教一番不是，既然如此，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就做回好<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，替二少省了这一道吧。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">想做什么？”简洛瞪大眼露出惊恐之色。
“做字可不能乱用哦，那谁，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">们就好好伺候伺候二少吧，记住，得把<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">伺候舒坦咯，不然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">们不舒坦！”
“是，老大。”
方才殴打简洛的几个<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">又缓缓走向简洛，简洛惊恐着摇摇头不停地想后移动着，就<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">几个<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">要抓住简洛时，简洛猛然站起身向后冲去，一声巨响，只见简洛头部鲜血喷涌而出，倒<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">地上抽搐了几下再也没了声息。
画面到此便曳然而止，但是简洛最后撞的那面墙上喷溅的血迹却清晰地印入了简昊的心底。
“怎么样？够刺激吧？”沈飞戏虐的声音想起，如同视频里的那个老大一般。
简昊缓缓转过头看着沈飞，面无表情。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">那亲弟弟怎么就有这种恶心的想法呢？连自己的亲哥哥都……啧啧。”
“闭嘴！”简昊的声音有些阴冷。
“不过他还真是命大啊，那样都不死，竟然还失忆了。”沈飞似乎没有听到简昊的话顾自说着。
“爱上自己的哥哥也就罢了，还想着争夺哥哥的东西，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说这种<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">是不是很讨厌很该死？”
“哼！这就不劳烦沈公子了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">自己会处理。”简昊站起身抬脚就走。
沈飞面露嘲讽，慵懒地靠<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">沙发上，“那么，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就等阿昊的好消息了。”
***********
“大少，您回来了。”见到进门的简昊，钟叔忙上前接过简昊手中的外套。
“爷爷呢？”
“老爷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">房里呢。”
简昊点点头径直上楼。来到简和东门前，简昊轻轻敲响了房门。
“进，”苍老的声音从门内传来，简昊拧开门把，走了进去。
“小昊啊，什么事。”看着进房的简昊，简和东问道。
简昊抿着嘴角，拿出手机，将方才沈飞传给他的录音放了出来。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">录音结束后，简昊神情阴冷地道：“爷爷不给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">解释一下吗？”
“小昊啊，什么事。”
简昊抿着嘴角，拿出手机，将方才沈飞传给他的录音放
“怎么样，动听吧？”沈飞一脸调笑地将手机收回口袋，歪着头看着简昊。
简昊缓缓转过头，阴沉地看着沈飞冷声道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">竟然装窃听？”
“NO,NO,NO，”沈飞伸出食指左右摇晃着，“重点不是这个,重点是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">那个敬爱的爷爷准备将简氏交给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的弟弟简洛。”
“那是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的家事，与<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">无关。”
“阿昊，这么说可就见外了，”沈飞站起身走到简昊身旁坐下凑近道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说这话真是让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">伤心呢。”
简昊微微撇过头，躲过了沈飞的气息。
沈飞见状也不恼，继续说：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">简氏花了那么多心血，难道<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">准备就这样拱手让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">了？还是让给害死<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">父母的凶手。”
简昊猛地转过头，满脸愠怒，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说了，那是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的家事！”
“啧……连生气都这么好看。”沈飞摇摇头，感叹着。
简昊霍地站起身，面无表情地看着沈飞道：“如果<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">叫<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">来是因为这个，那么，该听的<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">都听了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就不打扰<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">休息，先回去了”说着简昊抬脚就要走。
沈飞见状忙伸出手拽住简昊的手用力一收，使得简昊踉跄两步直直向他身上倒来。简昊有些狼狈地撑住沙发，不让自己倒<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">沈飞身上，狠狠道：“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">到底想怎么样？”
沈飞仰头看着撑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">他上方的简昊，轻吐一口气，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">想怎么样<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看不出来吗？”
简昊眉头轻皱，“抱歉，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不明白。”
“那这样呢？”沈飞拉下简昊的身体就这么吻了上去，简昊先是一怔，而后狠狠地推开了沈飞，一拳砸<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">了沈飞脸上，直起身，用手背擦拭着嘴唇，脸上的厌恶之色溢于言表。
“呵呵……”沈飞摩挲着自己的嘴角低低的笑出声，“味道不错。”
脸上的厌恶更甚，简昊双拳紧握，一脸阴沉地看着沈飞，沈飞依旧一脸轻佻。简昊冷哼一声，转身离去。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不想知道简洛被绑架的真相吗？”沈飞有些慵懒的声音适时地止住了简昊离去的步伐，简昊顿住脚转过身，冷声道：“是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">做的？”
“看了不就知道了？”沈飞拿起茶几上的遥控器，打开了液晶电视。只是画面显示的不是电视剧广告或是新闻，而是一间有些阴暗的房子。
简昊缓缓地抬起脚走向沙发，一眨不眨地盯着墙上的液晶显示屏。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看到里面的画面后，简昊震
惊<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">当场久久不能回神。
阴暗的屋子内，被绑住手脚的简洛躺<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">冰凉的水泥地面上双眼紧闭，面色也有些苍白。随后，一阵微弱的灯光照亮了这间阴暗的屋子，紧接着响起一个男<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的声音，“老大，他还没醒。”
“一桶水泼下去不就醒了。”被称为老大的<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">语气冰冷，不带任何感情。
‘哗啦’一声，一盆水从上而下浇灌<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">简洛身上，简洛略微单薄的身子剧烈地抖动了一下，然后
缓缓地睁开眼，眼神有些迷茫。
“简二少，别来无恙啊。”老大淡淡地开口，语气有些讽刺。
回过神的简洛猛然瞪大眼看向镜头处，尽管简昊知道他看的是那个被称之为老大的<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，但是他却
有种简洛<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看他的感觉。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">是谁？”简洛问道。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">？呵，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不配知道。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">想怎么样？为钱？”此时的简洛已经有些镇定。
“哈哈，钱？<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">要多少有多少。”
“那<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">绑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">来是为了什么？”
“不为什么，就是看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不顺眼罢了，请<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">来吃顿大餐。”
随即，几名身型高大的男<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">出现<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">简洛周围，“咱们二少说他身上有些痒呢，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">们就帮忙挠挠吧。”
“是，老大。”
然后镜头里便是一阵混乱，除了最开始的一声惨叫，再也没传出简洛的声音，几个高头大汗毫不留情的拳打脚踢使得简洛微微弓起了身体，这场单方面的围殴一直持续了二十多分钟才停止，当那几个大汉再站开身体时，简洛已经是满脸血迹，身上的衣服也被撕扯了好几道口子，艳丽的红和暗沉的灰交杂<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">一起使得这件衣服看不出原来的颜色。
“哟，还挺耐打。”
简洛轻微颤抖着身子没有说话。
“还有力气瞪啊，来，给咱们二少解开绳子，咱们二少不开心想打回来呢，可不能让二少白忙活了。”
绳子解开，简洛挣扎着想站起来，却一次次的摔倒。
“二少怎么了这是？疼呢吧？真是不好意思，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">手下不知轻重，下手重了点，二少可得担待一下。”
简洛依旧没有说话，只是挣扎着。
“啧……二少这样可走不回去了，不如这样，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">把手机给二少，二少让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥来接<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">怎么样？”
“做梦！”简洛终于开口。
“啧……都这样了还这么硬气，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">可是为了二少好啊，二少现<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">一定想见<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥想得要死吧？”
简洛停止了挣扎，趴<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">地上一动不动。
“哎，落花有意流水无情，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">怎么就不鼓起勇气向<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥表明下<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">的心意呢？”
简洛猛然抬头瞪向那<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，眼底有些惊慌，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">胡说什么？”
“啧……二少掩藏地可够深，不过二少运气不好，恰好被<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看到了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说，要是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥知道他亲弟弟竟然爱上了自己，他会怎么样？哎呀呀，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">都不敢想，本来就够恨<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">了，这下会恶心<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">吧？”
“不，不要。”简洛摇着头满脸惊恐。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">这<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">呢，就有个优点，特喜欢满足<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">家愿望，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">心上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">打个电话，如果他来接<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">呢，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就放<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">走，还不告诉他这个秘密，如果他不来呢，那么抱歉二少，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">恐怕是回不去了。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">不会打的，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">死心吧。”
“哟，这可由不得<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，来，把手机给二少接通咯。哎呀，等等，挂掉吧，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">突然想起来二少被绑之前貌似有给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">心上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">打过电话。抱歉抱歉，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">这记性。说起来，这都过了一天了吧？<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">心上<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">还是没动静，啧啧，真是可怜啊。”
简洛缓缓闭上眼，脸色哀伤。“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">喜欢<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">大哥，对吧？”简洛的声音有些低哑。
“看不出来二少还挺聪明的嘛，这可不行，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">得给二少一点奖励不是。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">看<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">这几个手□体还挺壮，二少没开苞呢吧，这就是二少的不对了，要是哪天<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">哥哥回心转意也看上二少了，那二少还得重新调教一番不是，既然如此，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就做回好<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">，替二少省了这一道吧。”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">想做什么？”简洛瞪大眼露出惊恐之色。
“做字可不能乱用哦，那谁，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">们就好好伺候伺候二少吧，记住，得把<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">伺候舒坦咯，不然<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">们不舒坦！”
“是，老大。”
方才殴打简洛的几个<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">又缓缓走向简洛，简洛惊恐着摇摇头不停地想后移动着，就<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">几个<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">要抓住简洛时，简洛猛然站起身向后冲去，一声巨响，只见简洛头部鲜血喷涌而出，倒<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">地上抽搐了几下再也没了声息。
画面到此便曳然而止，但是简洛最后撞的那面墙上喷溅的血迹却清晰地印入了简昊的心底。
“怎么样？够刺激吧？”沈飞戏虐的声音想起，如同视频里的那个老大一般。
简昊缓缓转过头看着沈飞，面无表情。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">那亲弟弟怎么就有这种恶心的想法呢？连自己的亲哥哥都……啧啧。”
“闭嘴！”简昊的声音有些阴冷。
“不过他还真是命大啊，那样都不死，竟然还失忆了。”沈飞似乎没有听到简昊的话顾自说着。
“爱上自己的哥哥也就罢了，还想着争夺哥哥的东西，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">说这种<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Lq6m.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">是不是很讨厌很该死？”
“哼！这就不劳烦沈公子了，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">自己会处理。”简昊站起身抬脚就走。
沈飞面露嘲讽，慵懒地靠<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">沙发上，“那么，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">就等阿昊的好消息了。”
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“大少，您回来了。”见到进门的简昊，钟叔忙上前接过简昊手中的外套。
“爷爷呢？”
“老爷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">房里呢。”
简昊点点头径直上楼。来到简和东门前，简昊轻轻敲响了房门。
“进，”苍老的声音从门内传来，简昊拧开门把，走了进去。
“小昊啊，什么事。”看着进房的简昊，简和东问道。
简昊抿着嘴角，拿出手机，将方才沈飞传给他的录音放了出来。<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5Zyom.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">录音结束后，简昊神情阴冷地道：“爷爷不给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.com80f7b9c502">解释一下吗？”
“小昊啊，什么事。”
简昊抿着嘴角，拿出手机，将方才沈飞传给他的录音放