The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

As usual, Song Jiu finished clearing the dining table and was about to return to his room, when a fierce quarrel came from the studio next to the stairwell.

It's like two different people arguing.

Mr. Ji is prone to losing control of his emotions. Now he is alone in the studio and has random thoughts when he is alone.

Afraid that something would happen to him, Song Jiu put his ear against the door panel and listened silently to the conversation inside. As soon as he noticed something was wrong, he immediately broke in.

As expected, Mr. Ji actually had thoughts of committing suicide.

Song Jiu kicked the door open, and with lightning speed, snatched the utility knife from the man's hand.

"Give it back to me. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." Ji Han's voice was cold, even with a hint of disgust.

After finally letting the main personality fall into the trap, he obeyed his instructions obediently. There was only a slight chance that this body would completely belong to him, but now it was messed up by an inconspicuous outsider.

'Ji Han' was in a bad mood. He raised the corners of his mouth and ordered: "Get out."

"I won't hurt you."

Song Jiu dropped the blade on the floor behind him and walked over. He gently wiped the sweat from the man's forehead and inserted his fingers into his short hair.

"Mr. Ji, this world is a beautiful place. You have parents who love you and your sister who loves you, and I am by your side."

"There are countless fans who care about you and look forward to the day when their idol can once again stand at the top of the art world."

"If you are willing, I can be your eyes and show the beauty of this world in front of you."

The man did not resist, but allowed Song Jiu to comfort him, with an interesting smile on his face. This man was... a bit interesting.

That night, Ji Han neither refused nor agreed to Song Jiu's suggestion, but one morning, the man suddenly mentioned it.

"Does what I said that day still count?" The man in the wheelchair said to him gently, "I want to experience this world again."

Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, then his expression softened: "Of course, but you have to listen to me."

The man paused slightly, smiled and agreed.

In the following time, the furnishings of the villa did not change much, except that all the curtains were opened, and the warm sun shone in, adding a bit of warmth to the cold space, and there were also some fragrant scents on the coffee table. bouquet.

Song Jiu often pushed the man to take a walk in the garden to breathe fresh air. Along the way, he described the surrounding scenery.

The man in the wheelchair was also very cooperative, listening quietly and chiming in a few words from time to time.

The relationship between the two has eased a lot and even developed further.

After trying to go out several times, Song Jiu decided to launch the next plan.

"The painting is beautiful. Mr. Ji is really amazing."

Song Jiu praised sincerely, leaned over and held the man's knuckled hand, guiding him to draw a rose on the white paper stroke by stroke.

"A beautiful little rose. Only the great painter Ji can paint it with ten layers of charm. I have to collect it carefully, because Mr. Ji's paintings are hard to buy."

He took down the drawings and carefully stored them in a transparent photo frame that he had prepared in advance.

The man couldn't see the man's expression, but he could feel the softer light golden light emitted by the person next to him. He must be very happy in his heart.

Yes, this is his little rose and also his little sun. Now that she has come to his side and appeared in his life, she cannot leave easily.

With this thought in mind, the man held the boy's little hand with his backhand and did not let go.

……

The concert hall was crowded with people. On the central stage, the young singer used his beautiful singing voice to arouse the atmosphere of the whole place. The fans waved fluorescent sticks and held up light signs to support their singers.

Through Assistant Chen's arrangement, Song Jiu and the man were seated closer to the front.

The scene was very lively. The man was sitting in a wheelchair, holding the armrests tightly. Perhaps he had not been in a public place for too long, and he looked a little nervous and uncomfortable.

Song Jiu put his hand on the man's big hand, offering a little comfort, and turned to whisper: "Don't be afraid, relax. I will always be by your side."

The man's earlobes turned red, and he was particularly innocent. The tension in his heart was replaced by another strange feeling, numb and unstoppable.

After doing this, the man in the wheelchair became less nervous, his body gradually relaxed, and he was immersed in the singing.

Feeling the change in the man, Song Jiu also turned around and listened to the song carefully.

Suddenly, a female voice came from the other side.

"You like this song too?"

Song Jiu looked over and found that the couple sitting next to him was a couple, so he nodded politely and gave a positive reply.

The boy wearing a couple's outfit felt unhappy when he saw his girlfriend chatting up other men, but when he stood up and saw Song Jiu's appearance, he was stunned.

Damn it, how can a man look so...so attractive?

Realizing that he was stunned, the boy in the couple reacted and took a few more secret glances.

The girl obviously didn't notice anything unusual about her boyfriend, and asked cautiously: "Is the person next to you your boyfriend? See how you take care of him so considerately."

As she spoke, the girl's eyes flickered back and forth between the two of them, with a strange and excited light shining in her eyes.

Being looked at by such straightforward eyes, Song Jiu's face turned slightly red. Just as he was about to deny it, the man in the wheelchair took over the topic.

"Yes."

The man's eyes were covered with gauze, he adjusted his posture and gave the girl a smile that was charming and full of evil.

"My child is a little shy. If you have any questions, just ask me directly."

Under the swaying light, the man was as handsome as a god. Even if his full face was not revealed, his angular jawline and magnetic voice were enough to captivate a large number of fans.

Even more handsome than the popular idol.

The man covered his small hands with his big hands, showing a possessive attitude.

The girl blushed completely, waved her hands quickly, and retreated to her seat: "I've finished asking, and there's nothing more to ask. I wish you all the best."

The man replied politely thank you.

The girl held her hot face and was very excited.

Ahhhh, what kind of divine love is this, gentle and affectionate, a wheelchair-bound man with a disability, a pure and unyielding beauty, the key is that both of them are ridiculously good-looking, and it’s a perfect match.

At this moment, Song Jiu was still immersed in the surprise just now, and was completely unaware that the man in the wheelchair had changed his personality.

Song Jiu's face was as red as if she had applied fine rouge, which was really beautiful.

His hands kept struggling.

"Mr. Ji, you hold it too tightly."

'Ji Han' chuckled, leaned forward and breathed ambiguously into his ear, "Your heart is beating so fast, what are you thinking about, huh?"

It was obviously the same face, but Song Jiu felt that the man seemed to have changed his appearance and became more seductive.

He couldn't help but turn his head to avoid the man's hot breath.

"No...I didn't think anything of it. Mr. Ji, the best part is about to come. Let's wave the light sticks too."

At this moment, Song Jiu's earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed. She put the glow stick into the man's hand and quickly changed the topic.

This is a very healing song that has spread all over the country and moved countless people to tears. Thousands of people at the scene sang the climax together, and a large sea of ​​light undulated rhythmically from left to right. The scene was very shocking.

Being among the lively crowd, 'Ji Han' felt bored and showed a careless expression.

This little nurse probably still thinks that he is the cowardly protagonist and thinks of ways to cure him.

However, it is indeed novel.

When the song reached its climax, the boy next to him quickly came over, and there seemed to be something cool on the side of his face.

'Ji Han' was stunned, then he smiled and tilted his head.

In the dark sight, the golden ball next to him was more dazzling than usual, and a pleasant feeling came over him, warm and hot, which was more healing than the beautiful singing.

A boy is a treasure, with many unexpected surprises hidden inside that make people unable to help but dig out.

From birth to now, 'Ji Han' finally smiled from the bottom of his heart.