Who would raise a villain as a wife?

Wen Li looked sideways when he heard this and explained, "I blush when I drink."

"Easily drunk?"

Wen Li shook his head, "I can drink a bottle, red."

He Yunjing made a meaningful "oh" sound, slightly lengthened it, paused, and then said, "You pretended quite well that time."

Wen Li did not avoid the question and asked him, "Are you angry?"

"What's there to be angry about?" He Yunjing didn't think there was anything worth getting angry about. It was just a very small matter.

Wen Li frowned, "But I lied to you."

"I didn't lose anything." He Yunjing picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Besides, we were not familiar with each other at that time."

It was a fundamental unfamiliarity, and they didn't understand each other, so it was normal for Wen Li to be wary of him.

He Yunjing thought so and asked him, "Why did you pretend to be drunk last time?"

"I want to know if you will do anything to me." Wen Li replied. There was a glass round table between them and their eyes met.

He Yunjing became more interested, and asked him, "Are you afraid that I'm a pervert? Then what are you doing now?"

"You said you were my dad's friend, but you're much younger than my dad, so you can't be his friend." Wen Li frowned and looked unhappy. "If you weren't a friend, why did you bring me back to raise me?"

"Don't you believe that there are good things in this world that happen for no reason?"

Wen Li nodded softly. After the death of his parents and the bullying in the orphanage, he no longer knew who to trust.

He Yunjing reached out and touched his head, as a kind of comfort, "Then why are you willing to follow me now?"

"I want to be protected by you forever."

Wen Li was very straightforward. His love for He Yunjing was not so simple. He had not even been attracted to He Yunjing before.

But it’s different now. He Yunjing is really nice. He faces him directly and doesn’t care about his little tricks.

He felt that He Yunjing must know that he was lying and testing him, but He Yunjing didn't get angry. He stayed with him peacefully and let him make a fuss.

This is the only person he can trust and rely on after his parents died.

He wanted to hold on to He Yunjing, and be supported and protected by He Yunjing for the rest of his life. When He Yunjing got old, he would also protect He Yunjing in the same way.

He Yunjing didn't say anything more about not having to sell her body to him. He stood up, picked up the person on the rattan chair, let Wen Li sit on his lap, and hugged him gently.

"If you have any grievances, just tell me. I'm listening."

Wen Li likes He Yunjing's embrace very much. It gives him a sense of security and is enough to support him.

He leaned gently on He Yunjing's shoulder and lowered his voice, "I always have nightmares and can't forget what happened in the past."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Yeah, Mom died in great pain." Wen Li's voice trembled. In the orphanage, everyone stayed away from him, and those who approached him would only bully him.

He had no one to talk to, and he lived every day in fear and caution, which was very painful.

He Yunjing patted his back gently and said, "I have found those people. I will take you there on the anniversary of your mother's death."

Wen Li raised his eyes and looked at He Yunjing, a layer of tears accumulated in his eyes, but fell in the blink of an eye.

"She was in so much pain and kept crying. I couldn't save her. I was a burden to her. Without me, my mother wouldn't have been killed by those people..."

Wen Li choked up and his heart ached, making him unable to continue speaking.

It was because those people used him to threaten his mother that she stopped resisting. It was because of him that his mother was in so much pain.

He hated himself so much at that time. He could do nothing and could only watch his mother suffer and be bullied by those people.

He couldn't even seek justice for his mother. He felt like he had fallen into a quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper, with no one reaching out to him, not even to give him a hand.

He thought about dying to be with his parents, but he was unwilling to do so. He wanted to live, even if he had to grow up in a puddle of mud, to take revenge, to take revenge on everyone, not wanting to let anyone go.

But he waited for He Yunjing, who pulled him out of the quagmire, which gave him hope and made him want to hold on to He Yunjing tightly.

But He Yunjing left and left him like that. He was panicked and uneasy.

He couldn't find anyone to talk to, and he didn't trust anyone other than He Yunjing.

He had nightmares every day, dreaming about his mother's tragic death and the days and nights he was bullied in the orphanage.

He began to sink again, but the blurry face would always appear before his eyes. This happened over and over again, and in the end he didn't even believe He Yunjing anymore.

He Yunjing did not disturb Wen Li's crying. Tears are actually a way to vent emotions. Crying out the bad emotions in your heart will naturally dissipate some of the depression.

He Yunjing just held him, his hands moving gently, feeling Wen Li's trembling body, accompanying him as he gradually calmed down.

The summer night breeze blew past, ruffling Wen Li's soft hair. He Yunjing lowered his head and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Would you like to drink some more?"

Wen Li sniffed and stopped crying. He rubbed his face against He Yunjing's, "Have another drink."

He Yunjing hummed, poured a small half cup and fed it to Wen Li little by little, then put down the glass and kissed her, savoring the sweetness together.

Wen Li was carried into the bathroom in a daze. The bathtub was already full of water and the water temperature was just right.

He Yunjing half squatted down and rubbed Wen Li's head, "Are you scared?"

Wen Li shook his head and said, "I can."

He Yunjing hummed, stood up and began to take off his clothes.

The summer weather changed quickly, the heavy rain outside the window was crackling, and the temperature in the room was rising steadily.

He Yunjing looked at the person under him. The warm yellow light fell on Wen Li's face, illuminating the tears in the corners of his eyes.

He reached out and wiped it with his fingertips, and asked him in a deep voice, "Are you okay?"

Wen Li was confused, and it took a while for him to come back to his senses. He turned his eyes and looked at He Yunjing, his voice a little hoarse, "It feels uncomfortable there, it hurts a little."

"It's normal. I'll apply some medicine later." He Yunjing gently rubbed the top of his head. "Take a nap. I'll go pee."

Wen Li hummed and watched He Yunjing get up and go to the bathroom, but he couldn't fall asleep.

He felt a little uncomfortable physically, but more because of He Yunjing's gentleness towards him. He thought it would be very uncomfortable for the first time.

Wen Li turned over slightly and huddled in the quilt waiting. He Yunjing also came out soon.

After washing the body, He Yunjing wrapped Wen Li in a bathrobe and carried her to the room opposite, as the bed here could no longer be slept in.

After coaxing her to sleep, He Yunjing got up quietly, went downstairs to make a cup of honey water, put it in a thermos, and returned to the room upstairs.

He Yunjing opened the French window, sat on the rocking chair, lit a cigarette, and asked the system, "What is the standard for completing the task?"

[Of course, Wen Li has become a better person, not blinded by hatred and hurting innocent people recklessly.]

[In other words, the mission has no time limit and will not end with the end of the story? ]

The system didn't understand it for a moment, but still said, "It will be completed when the plot ends."