Cage

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"Heh..." Mo Ling sneered, put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head and laughed, looking at Lan Yi, "Lan Yi is always so naive. Do you know Ding Yiluo's whereabouts and whether he will let you go? It's not up to you to say."

The smile that used to feel so warm, now only makes Lan Yi's heart tremble. It turns out that this is Mo Ling... He has never seen it clearly.

Before he could react, Mo Ling took a sudden step forward and grabbed his wrist, trying to crush the bones tightly.

Lan Yi retracted his body in pain, shaking his seemingly fragile body, Mo Ling's hand pinched hard, and couldn't get rid of it at all, "Ding Yiluo was in a hurry when he left, he said he would Contact me, my mobile phone is already in your hands, I really can't get in touch with him and know his news, Mo Ling, you are going to get married, just accumulate virtue for your future... let me go ..." Slowly stopped struggling, Lan Yi raised his head and raised his fragile face. Seeing that indifferent and proud face, he uttered a few words with difficulty, "It's also because I used to love you so much For sake..."

Mo Ling looked down at him condescendingly, and didn't seem to be moved. His beautiful and sexy thin lips parted and he sentenced Lan Yi to death, "Do you want to go back by yourself? Or do you want me to find someone to tie you up?"

Lan also closed her eyes, desperate and helpless.

Mo Ling led the dull Lan Yi home. Lan Yi lowered his head and stood on the thick wool carpet, looking at the messy big bed, familiar furniture and objects in the room, and rubbing his sore eyes. , let him not even give him the time to wrap his last self tightly in the snail shell, in Mo Ling's eyes, he seems to be nothing forever, his life is ridiculous, his life is sad...

Blame yourself.

Mo Ling made a phone call, and Secretary Li quickly brought some men who looked like bodyguards over.

Mo Ling led them to the bedroom where Lan Yi was, raised his chin to look at Lan Yi, and said to the man behind him, "I'm going out for a few days, you should watch him carefully during this time, don't let him hurt himself, Bind him if necessary."

Lan Yi's body trembled, which reminded him of the scene of the kidnapping at the beginning. When he thought that the nightmarish experience was just a scheme designed by this man's partner, fear welled up in his heart, and he staggered and grabbed Mo Mo who was turning to leave. Ling grabbed Mo Ling's sleeves with both hands, bent down and begged humbly with tears in his eyes, "...Mo, Mo Ling, you can't do this! Please don't treat me like this..."

Mo Ling turned around slowly, grabbed the cold hand on his cuff, squeezed it, and said two words slowly and painfully, "I can."

"...Is that so..." Lan Yi lowered his head, his slightly longer bangs blocked his eyes, only his white lips could be seen, slowly retracted his trembling hands, and murmured, " I really don't know his whereabouts...everything I've said to you has been true...never lied to you...never...everything I've said to you has been true The truest words in my heart..."

Mo Ling above his head sneered, and said lightly, "Yes, but I don't believe it."

The only bit of hope was shattered, Lan Yi stared at Mo Ling stiffly, her hands were still half retracted.

Mo Ling walked in, pinching Lan Yi's chin, "If you forget about last night, promise me to nest here obediently in the future, and don't think about leaving, maybe I will treat you like before."

The gray eyes were full of water, dripping violently, Lan Yi looked at him choked up and asked back, "If...if I forget...will you not get married? You will not press me any more Ding Yiluo's whereabouts?...Will you...will you stop lying to me?"

Mo Ling let go of Lan Yi, turned around and left neatly, leaving Lan Yi alone in the corner of the bedroom, desperately covering his mouth with his hand, desperately trying to stop the sound of sobbing and crying.

The sky outside the window was cloudy with the pattering summer rain. Lan Yi leaned his head on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, hugged his curled up legs with his arms, and watched the raindrops fall drop by drop and fell to the ground and fell apart. How long has it been raining? He couldn't remember clearly, he fell asleep and woke up, his head was always groggy.

The door opened, and Secretary Li in a black suit carried a seemingly delicate meal on a tray, put it at Lan Yi's feet, and said to him respectfully and politely, "Mr. Lan has eaten..."

Lan Yi glanced down and then moved his gaze out of the window, retracting his body again, his slender body leaning against the glass, silently refusing.

Secretary Li wasn't annoyed, and there seemed to be a little helplessness on his expressionless face, "You can't do this, your body won't be able to bear it, Director Mo specially ordered you before you left..."

Lan also closed her eyes, not wanting to listen to these unnecessary persuasion.

Suddenly awakened by a strong shaking, Lan Yi frowned and opened his eyes, and saw Mo Ling, who hadn't seen him for a few days, shouting angrily at him with red eyes,

"Look at what kind of ugly behavior you are doing now! Who are you pretending to see?! Huh? Who are you asking for sympathy?! If you think that I will feel sorry for you and let you go, you are wrong! "

Of course, Lan Yi is of course what kind of ugly character he is at this time. He can see himself clearly in the glass, with sunken cheeks, protruding cheekbones, dark eye sockets, pale lips, messy hair... nothing. It's a little bit beautiful, and Mo Ling must have felt nauseous looking at it at this moment.

Dizzy from being shaken violently, Lan Yi struggled feebly, trying to push away the hand that was pinching his arm,

"...Do not touch me."

Mo Ling paused, looking at the fragile but still resisting Lan Yi, the temperature in his eyes gradually dropped, and he unconsciously increased his strength, "What did you say?"

Lan Yi groaned in pain, raised his hand to break Mo Ling's finger, "...don't touch me...you make me sick..."

Mo Ling's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes. The air in the room suddenly froze, and a storm was approaching.

"Disgusting? Don't touch you?" The cold tone made people tremble, Mo Ling sneered dangerously, suddenly mentioned Lan Yi, and easily threw him onto the huge bed, bullying him.

Grabbing the soft hair at the back of his head, forcing him to raise his head and stare at him, he gritted his teeth, "Who was the one who said lovingly and liking me at the beginning? Who was the one who opened his legs lewdly to make fun of me as long as I wanted? Now Say I'm disgusting? Huh?"

Lan Yi was forced to tilt her head back. Facing the furious Mo Ling, she even smiled softly, "My tenderness, my sensual pleasure are only given to the person I love, only to the one who also loves me. People, I never gave it to you, you are hypocritical, insidious, and have no principles for profit...It will only make me sick...I want to vomit..."

Lan also heard a crisp sound, mixed with the whistling wind blowing past his ears.A heavy slap hit his face and interrupted his words, and the bloody taste spread in his mouth.

The jacket was torn off and the trousers were taken off. After reacting, Lan Yi desperately resisted, using both hands and feet, gritting his teeth to prevent Mo Ling from succeeding, but he was originally weak and had barely eaten during these days. In front of Mo Ling, he was completely vulnerable.

Mo Ling's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing violently. He pressed his strong knee against Lan Yi's back, making him unable to move.

Straightening up, Mo Ling pulled his belt and gritted his teeth and sneered, "Yes, since I am no longer the Mo Ling in your heart, why should I be so nice to you!" Regardless of Lan Yi's weak struggle, he grabbed Lan Yi's slender wrist, It was easy to twist to the back, and tied the two struggling hands behind him with the belt.

Lan Yi only felt a throbbing pain in his head, and the knees pressing on his back were so hard that he could barely breathe, feeling that his ribs were about to be broken, but he stubbornly refused to beg for mercy.

Soon the weight on his back disappeared, and Mo Ling turned over Lan Yi, who was tightly bound, pinching his cheek with his big hand, "Let you see the consequences of angering this person who makes you sick and want to vomit."

He lifted his legs cruelly, his waist was forcibly taken away from the bed, his knees touched his shoulders, and the shameful part was left untouched. The next second, the tearing pain hit, and Lan Yi's pale face twisted in pain. He said, but his trembling lips could not cry out.

Mo Ling almost lost his mind and flew on Lan Yi, holding down Lan Yi's leg, making his waist bend into an unbelievable arc,

"It's really amazing. You clearly said that I'm disgusting, but your body is still biting me tightly," Lan Yi groaned painfully in his throat as he said, "I'm born to die, if you Who do you want to do this without me? Huh?"

The bloody smell in his mouth became stronger and stronger. It turned out that he bit his lip, and Mo Ling's terrifying heat was like a hammer, stabbing wildly and frantically in his body, and every movement was inhuman to Lan Yi But compared to the torn body, the bleeding heart hurts him more. He has never done anything bad, but why is God so cruel to him? However, the trapped unconscious hands couldn't erase them.

His body was in severe pain, his hands were still tied, and in the luxurious carriage, Lan Yi was hugged by Mo Lingheng. It was not because he compromised, but because he had been tortured long ago and had no room to resist. The wide quilt wrapped him Filthy naked body.He also covered his head, and he didn't know how long he had been in the car in a daze, and he didn't know where he was going.

The car stopped, and the driver respectfully got out of the car and opened the rear door. Mo Ling tightened his arms slightly, looked down at the calm Lan Yi whose face was mostly covered in the quilt, and said in a low voice, "I'll give you another chance, forget about it." That night, we can still be the same as before, as if nothing happened...if you behave...maybe...I can treat you better..."

Lan also didn't open her eyes. After a long time, her dry thin lips opened, and she asked persistently in a low voice, "If I forget...will you not get married? Will you stop pressing me about Ding Yiluo's whereabouts? Will you lie to me again?"

.......

The air smelled of sea water, and the temperature here was lower than that of the city. In the condensed compartment, Lan Yileng's teeth chattered.

Turned over and lay down, Lan also faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, the scenery here is really good, the sky is very blue and the sea is also very blue, there are also many seagulls, and occasionally one or two will stop on the balcony railing outside the window.

The house on the cliff by the sea is very big and luxurious. The bedroom also has a big balcony, which is separated by floor-to-ceiling glass and can enjoy the warm sunshine. God knows how Mo Ling found such a house in such a short period of time. It’s a pity that he prepared it. So complete and luxurious, but after all, there is something missing. This is not his house, and there is no one he likes in it.

His head was heavy but he didn't want to sleep. Ever since he came here, he had seen Mo Ling in his dreams more than once. When he dreamed that they were back to the boy again, the crazy boy with dyed red hair yelled at him angrily,

"Then break your leg and put it in a cage until Ken is willing..."

I would also dream of a mature and gentle man hugging him tightly with his strong arms, kissing his forehead lightly, and with a warm smile, saying to him fondly,

"I said...I miss you so much...I haven't forgotten you these seven years...It's true...It's true..."

Waking up with a smile, seeing the empty room and the pitch-black sea level, recalling the past of the two of them, and gradually falling asleep crying, a cycle of endless and meaningless cycles.

Opening his eyes again, Lan Yi saw the face similar to that in the dream. Mo Ling, who had disappeared since bringing him here, stood at the head of the bed at some point, staring at him on the bed without blinking. Seeing it, he raised his hand and stretched it in his direction.

Lan Yi shrank back instinctively, and pulled the anklet with the bell on his foot. The clear and crisp sound of the bell was a bit harsh in the quiet and empty room.

Mo Ling's eyes fell on the slender bare ankle, which wore a silver anklet surrounded by small golden bells. Because of the small bones, Lan Yi's ankle was also thin, so she wore the finely crafted silver anklet. It is very beautiful, but this beautiful scenery is broken by the extra iron chains on the anklets. The iron chains are thin and long, extending all the way to the wall.

Mo Ling couldn't help stroking the ankle that was a little broken due to friction, "The doctor will bandage you in a while. Although this cliff is not far from the sea, the rocks are also very sharp under the impact of the waves. You said you want It’s a big balcony. I didn’t install guardrails on purpose. The chains allow you to bask in the sun and watch the sunrise and sunset on the balcony at will... You know, I did this because I was afraid you would hurt yourself..."

Lan Yi lowered his eyes and didn't look at Mo Ling, silently withdrew his foot from the warm hand, hid it under the quilt, and responded with silence.

I have never seen Lan Yi like this before, his indifference and haggardness made people feel distressed, Mo Ling was anxious, and pulled off the thin quilt covering Lan Yi, only wrapped in a big T-shirt, revealing his recently emaciated body, stinging out of his eyes,

"What exactly do you want? You don't eat or talk, are you stupid? Or crazy? You love me, don't you? Didn't you like me for seven years? It's hard to carry the ring I bought secretly. Didn’t you forget? Why did it suddenly change?”

Lan Yi looked over Mo Ling's face at the gorgeous chandelier on the roof, and after a long time, said slowly, "I love you... I like you... and I have never forgotten that I changed because you also changed ...You used to say that you sympathized with me and pity me...now you are cheating me and using me...you never liked me...so you think your feelings for me are just charity...you do Everything seems natural to you, but why don’t you think about it, I am also a human being, an independent individual, not your appendage, you want me who knows all the truth to be willing to kneel down and be pious to you Worship...sorry...impossible...unless..."

"Unless what?" Mo Ling asked impatiently.

Lan Yi smiled, a little miserable, "Unless... as you said, I am stupid, crazy... Oh... By the way, then I have no original value... Anyway, you You are so kind to me just to find Ding Yiluo, but you are going to be disappointed, you have wasted so much energy entangled with me and even slept with me... It cost a lot of money... What a pity..."

The front of his chest was roughly picked up, and Lan Yi's body was also taken away from the bed. His locked right foot was forced to move, making a crisp sound. He was struggling to breathe, and his eyes were a little dizzy. Hua, without the needless struggle, he just raised his head and opened his mouth to breathe hard.

During this period of time, Lan Yi had become more and more unable to bear the torture. The pale face in front of him told Mo Ling that he would faint at any time. For some reason, Mo Ling suddenly felt a little regretful.

He didn't know why things turned out like this, why this man who had always been soft and good-tempered became tough and not humble at this time, the ridicule between the lines was something he hadn't expected, and that teaming up with Hei Yao...was also caused by this idiot Rabbit forced him, who told him to jump far away when he was touched a little at that time, and even said not to contact him, he was still moaning and twisting on his bed a second ago, so when Hei Yao contacted him to play that absurd scene He agreed without thinking about the farce. Asking about Ding Yiluo's whereabouts is extra. It is Hei Yao's favor, but the most important thing is to let the rabbit feel at ease and accept him.

As for the wedding, it was also ordered before returning to China, and the final thing cannot be changed. In fact, in their upper class circle, marriage is nothing at all, it is just a change in name. Those men and women who want to go to the sky They will not stop flattering him just because he is married. In Mo Ling's own opinion, Lan Yi is absolutely inseparable from him, but he still hides all his documents selfishly, and let him do the grocery shopping. The supermarket only gave him a small amount of credit card to swipe the card to pay the bill, which cut off all the options for Lan Yi, so he was able to feel at ease. He won't be so determined to leave, as long as he can coax him more and explain the stakes to him, I believe he won't make it difficult for him.

But who knows that when everything is naked in front of his eyes, Lan Yi's reaction is completely different from what he imagined, there is no questioning, no noise, he resists with his meek personality, resists with his small body, and unexpectedly I still want to leave secretly, but I can't!How can you let him go!

Letting go, the fragile body fell back on the bed.

"I won't apologize to you for what I did," Mo Ling looked at Lan Yi who turned his back to him and huddled into a ball. The setting sun reflected by the sea water sprinkled on his body, reflecting a faint golden light, which made him feel uncomfortable. In keeping with the reality, Mo Ling blinked, "I won't let you go either..." Not just because of Ding Yiluo...he couldn't say the rest.

Turning around to ask someone to bring in the prepared meals, Mo Ling concealed his emotion, regained his previous expression, and asked the servant to put the meals on the small dining table within Lan Yi's reach, "I advise you to be obedient Don't do such childish things as hunger strike, you know, I have countless ways to make you open your mouth to eat."

I saw the body on the bed stretching out its arms slowly towards the dining table beside the bed. Mo Ling raised his eyebrows, thinking that he had listened to his words and stepped forward to help Lan Yi up, but who knew when the slender hand touched Lan Yi? When the bowl on the dining table was swept away, the wonton and noodle soup splashed out, and the delicate bowls and chopsticks fell on the thick blanket, accompanied by the servants' exclamation, making a dull sound.

Lan Yi propped up his body with his arms, facing Mo Ling, who was splashed with hot soup all over his body, panted heavily and smiled coldly.

Mo Ling only felt the pain in his thigh was unbearable, the black suit trousers were soaked in a large area, there must be a place where he was burned, the pain was more anger.

No time to estimate the servants who bravely went up to help him wipe with wet rags. All Mo Ling saw was Lan Yi's thin face. He reached out and grabbed the thin cheek roughly, forcing him to lift it up. He squeezed out the words viciously between his teeth, "You don't want to eat, I want to see how long you can be stubborn!"

Throwing away his hand, Mo Ling straightened up, with a crazy storm blowing in his eyes, and said to the busy servants with a cold face, "From finding two skilled medical staff and preparing nutritional supplements, if he doesn't eat again, he will die." Call him regularly, starting today, no need to send him food, when will he take the initiative to give it."

After all, he turned around and strode away without looking back.

It wasn't until Mo Ling disappeared outside the door that Lan Yi collapsed back on the bed exhausted. His body was sweating coldly due to his weakness, and his eyes turned black. When he closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled.

Lan Yi didn't know how long it had been since he hadn't eaten well. It wasn't a hunger strike on purpose, but he really couldn't eat. Gradually, his physical strength was getting weaker, and he was always groggy during the day. I spend day and night in bed, and the habit of sleeping at night has been completely disrupted. Sometimes I fall asleep and wake up again at night. , I still know in my heart that Mo Ling is going to get married in a few days. He seldom comes these days. He should be preparing for the final procedure of the wedding. It's great that lovers will get married, unlike me... alone I can only spend every drowsy night with my arms around the cold thin quilt.

Mo Ling hired a lot of servants in this villa. According to regulations, they would take turns to check on Lan Yi in the room every hour. The servants didn’t know the past between Lan Yi and Mo Ling. It is Mo Ling's wayward lover. Obviously, this generous boss has spent a lot of time and experience on that man. Even if he didn't come some time ago, he would call frequently to ask about his situation, sometimes late at night. Waking up the sleeping person, he just stood by the bed, staring at the still pretty face under the moonlight in a daze.

But that thin man didn't seem to appreciate it, he just ignores the boss every time, last time he knocked over the wontons and noodles made by the boss himself, God knows how many maids saw the boss is tall and strong In the kitchen, the strange and clumsy appearance of cooking brought tears to his eyes, but that person was still indifferent and disgusted, causing many people to complain for the boss. Finally, the boss seemed to be tired of it. Give up, haven't come for several days, not even a phone call.

Since the boss has such an attitude, the servants are obviously loose, and many of them are unbalanced and look down on Lan Yi's existence. The servants who came to check and visit every hour gradually became less punctual, and finally evolved to enter the door once a day to check, even if it was a quick glance, anyway, in the eyes of the servants, Lan Yi was just someone who was about to be abandoned, but still didn't know. Anyway, a spoiled and savage mistress.

Lan Yi didn't feel that the servants deliberately neglected and made things difficult. Without the sound of opening the door every hour, she slept more deeply than before. She woke up thirsty at night, and her throat was so dry that even swallowing saliva hurt. I slowly got up from the bed, feeling a little dizzy as soon as my bound feet touched the ground, I sat back on the bed and recovered for a while before I felt better, but my legs were still trembling, and I couldn’t even stand without holding on to the furniture steady.

After finally moving to the table next to it, the items on the table were a bit messy, and no one helped the teacup when it was overturned. It was the result of the servants tidying up hastily, and found the kettle filled with water, but it was dry inside. Not a drop of water.

Lan Yi pursed his chapped lips, the fire was still burning deep in his throat, he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even speak, but he didn't even think about ringing the call bell at the bedside, because he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't speak because of saliva No matter before or now, Lan Yi is always purely thinking of others.

The ankle chain rattled, and the long iron chain Lan Yi dragged with some difficulty, and the iron chain was almost stretched after entering the toilet. These days, Lan Yi tried his best to ignore this humiliation like a tethered animal, but every time The straight iron chain going to the toilet seemed to remind him of this shame, so Lan would rarely step into the toilet if it was not necessary.

The ice-cold water flowing out of the faucet, Lan Yiyi shivered, scooped up the water with shaking hands, and drank it in big gulps. He was really thirsty, bent down and swallowed for a long time, and drank a stomach full of cold water. His stomach, which had been empty for a long time, finally had I feel better when I feel a false sense of fullness, but when I straighten my waist, I feel dizzy, light-headed, and the world around me begins to blur, and I don’t know anything after that...

Mo Ling arrived in a hurry, and the medical staff in the bedroom had already put an IV on the still unconscious Lan Yi, walked to the bedside, and looked greedily.

It was the doctor who came to take nutrient solution regularly and found him unconscious in the toilet. I heard that there was still water in the faucet at that time, and the man's front was wet. I don't know how long he passed out. Under his thin clothes, The hands, feet and eyelids were severely swollen, which was obviously a symptom of water intoxication, probably related to what kind of situation it was, Mo Ling was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

After kicking the trembling servants out of the bedroom, Mo Ling got closer, squatted down slowly, picked up the clean pajamas beside him and carefully changed them into him.

Staring at the chest with more protruding ribs, Mo Ling felt a bit bitter in his throat, damn it, he is thinner than when he saw it a few days ago... almost only the bones are left, the original thin skin The tempting lips are also bloodshot due to severe dryness, and there is a purple bruise on his forehead, which seems to be knocked on the tiles of the toilet. After careful observation, he found that one of his cheekbones There is a shallow scar on his lip, it seems that it has been properly treated, and it is almost invisible if you don't look carefully, but this kind of large-scale scar must have caused him a lot of suffering, and he has never noticed it before. .

Carefully stretching out his index finger, Mo Ling lightly touched the bruise on his forehead, and rubbed the shallow scar vaguely. The sleeping person did not wake up, his chest rose and fell slowly, and his eyes were closed The thick eyelashes vibrate slightly because of the frequency of breathing. What Mo Ling can't stand now is that when those dark eyes look at him, there is no love and care, but only indifference and disgust. Whenever he sees that expression, It always made him angry, wanting to destroy something crazily.

The person on the bed groaned softly, showing signs of waking up, Mo Ling stood up, looked down at Lan Yi and slowly opened his eyes.

Lan Yi was also a little confused, he clearly remembered drinking water in the toilet, why was he lying on the bed now, and Mo Ling, who hadn't seen him for a few days, suddenly appeared and stood aside, looking at him without saying a word he.

With a dark face, Mo Ling suddenly reached out to him, startling Lan Yi, and instinctively united Mo Ling, who had a bad complexion, with the violence, shrinking his neck to welcome the coming of the pain.

The shoulders felt being grabbed by warm hands, and then Lan Yi felt his body being carefully lifted up, and there was an extra cushion behind him, and he was half leaning on the head of the bed supported by Mo Ling.

Mo Ling also sat down by the bed, picked up the bowl prepared on the bedside table expressionlessly, scooped up a spoonful of white porridge and handed it to Lan Yi's mouth.

Lan also didn't know what kind of tricks Mo Ling was playing, so he tilted his head to avoid the spoon next to his mouth.

Mo Ling put the spoon back into the bowl in embarrassment, and stirred it up, "Do you think it's fun to torment yourself like this? Don't make trouble, can you? In the end, the only one who suffers from such a temper is yourself. I'll take you abroad when I'm done. Let's travel, eh?"

The rare compromise, but Lan Yi didn't appreciate it. He lowered his head and still didn't respond. His hands were tightly packed under the quilt, and his nails that hadn't been cleaned for a long time were also sunk into his palms. He felt a little sad. Why did he come here already? This level, this person can still be regarded as just his own little temper?Why do other people have such a small sense of existence in his eyes? He has never...has he thought about him...even a little bit...

He is now discouraged. Although he can't let go of the love in his heart, he is still very disappointed in Mo Ling. This person is too conceited. He treats him better when he is interested, and makes things difficult for him when he is unhappy. He could never understand what Mo Ling was thinking about writing, but Mo Ling played him skillfully in his hands. He no longer dared to expect Mo Ling to be better. The lessons learned from the past made him form a natural reaction. It made him feel that Mo Ling's goodness required a huge price in exchange, and he didn't dare, because he didn't have much left...

His chin was raised, and Lan Yi met Mo Ling's dissatisfied eyes, and his beautiful eyebrows frowned, "I'm asking you something, is it fun to always ignore me?"

Lan Yi tilted his chin, out of Mo Ling's control, still hanging his head indifferently, as long as he doesn't listen, look, don't want to, and don't look forward to it, it's fine, look, no one can hurt me anymore.

Mo Ling didn't drop the bowl and leave immediately, he seemed to be trying to bear it, handed the bowl to Lan Yi, and tried to slow down his voice, "It's fine if you don't talk, at least drink the porridge first, huh?"

Lan Yi looked at Mo Ling's rare tenderness, and felt uncomfortable, "No, I won't eat." Looking at the needle stuck in his hand, he smiled wryly, "The injection is enough, isn't it?"

"..." Mo Ling paused, and his face gradually darkened, "Will you eat while I'm texting you?"

Lan Yi looked at him quietly, his dark eyes blinked, "...I can't eat looking at you..."

The accumulated anger radiated, Mo Ling put down the bowl vigorously, his eyes revealed a dangerous breath, the corners of his mouth gradually opened an arc, gritted his teeth and sneered, "Oh, it seems that I can only find you someone who can The eater is here to feed you."

Lan Yi didn't know why, so he looked at Mo Ling until he saw him take out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and the other end of the phone was connected. The familiar voice couldn't be heard, Lan Yi's body stiffened, and his breathing almost stopped.

Afraid that Mo Ling would say something he shouldn't say, Lan Yi struggled to grab the phone, but was easily stopped by Mo Ling. The needle stuck on the back of his hand was pulled out because of the struggle, and he didn't feel any pain. Blinkingly staring at the phone in Mo Ling's hand.

"Auntie, hello, I'm Mo Ling, do you remember?"

"Ao...Mo Ling, I remember, you are Xiaoyi's classmate...Are you looking for Xiaoyi?" Mo Ling smiled and pressed the speakerphone, Lanmu's voice became clearer, echoing in the empty space nest.

"No, Xiaoyi is with me now, he is sick..."

Lan Yi suddenly turned pale, and finally his expression was no longer indifferent. He grabbed Mo Ling's hand to stop him with his fingers, and begged silently with tears in his eyes. He didn't know what Mo Ling would say to his mother, but it was definitely not just a greeting. Simple, he was most afraid that Mo Ling would tell his mother everything, and his mother, who was already in poor health, would definitely collapse.

"Sick? What's wrong? Is it serious? No wonder the kid hasn't called me for nearly a month... Oh, what should I do... cough cough..."

Mother Lan's voice became visibly flustered, and Lan Yi felt pain in her heart when she heard it.

"...Please...Please...Please..." Lan Yi naturally placed his body in a begging posture, begging for mercy with the smallest voice trembling.

"Don't worry, Auntie, it's not a serious illness," Mo Ling said while picking up a spoon on the table beside him, and scooped up a spoonful of porridge. "It's just that he's been busy with work recently, so he doesn't like to eat much..." Handed it to Lan Yi raised an eyebrow at him with trembling lips.

With tears streaming down his eyes, Lan Yi put his mouth on the spoon, forcing himself to swallow the porridge.

Mo Ling's complexion improved a bit, and he put aside the mobile phone with the hands-free turned on, picked up the bowl, and fed Lan Yi spoonful by spoonful.

"Well, don't worry, he's eating well now, but he still doesn't have much time to call you during this time, he asked me to tell you to pay attention to your health..."

"This kid, how busy is he? He can't even make time for a phone call," the blue mother on the phone complained, "It's been a long time since I came back."

"It will be fine after this period of time. I will accompany him back to see you when the time comes." Mo Ling saw that Lan Yi was obediently drinking the porridge he fed, his complexion improved, and he dealt with Lan Mu again, and hung up Telephone.

Putting down the empty bowl, Mo Lingbang reached out to wipe away the tears on Lan Yi's face, and there was a smile on his face, "Look, in the end, you are still not obedient."

Swallowing the last mouthful of porridge, the stomach that hadn't touched food for a long time was overwhelmed, Lan Yi grabbed the front of his chest, swallowing side by side, desperately suppressing the desire to vomit.

Mo Ling looked at the pale and trembling Lan Yi, feeling a little distressed, leaned forward, put his arms around his tense body, kissed Lan Yi's cheek, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't do this, I promise you, As long as you eat well, I won't do it again, huh?"

Lan Yi looked at Mo Ling with moist eyes, as if confirming the authenticity of his words, he couldn't easily believe Mo Ling's cheap promise.

"Really, I promise, as long as you eat well." Seeing Lan Yi's distrust, Mo Ling promised again and again, until he saw the face in front of him slowly drooping and nodded slightly, he was relieved, He leaned over and found the man's tightly closed thin lips. The soft touch that he hadn't touched for a long time made him almost lose control. His tongue broke into the hot and humid mouth, stirring and entangled, and he wrapped his hands around the back of the furry head, becoming more eager He deepened the kiss until Lan Yi couldn't stand the slight resistance, and let out a small moan like crying.

Mo Ling let go of him, opened a little distance between the face and the face, put the hand around the back of the head into the soft hair, rubbed it gently back and forth with the pulp of his finger, and looked seriously at the originally pale face in front of him Because of the intense deep kiss, his little face was a little blood-colored, and the unique fragrance emanating from the man made him almost unable to hold back, as if he was not enough and persistent, he pressed on the tossing and rolling kisses.

Under Mo Ling's increasingly intense kiss, Lan Yi became obviously flustered, why did she still treat herself like this, the purposeful lie has been exposed, hasn't it?He just needs to continue to torture himself now, and when he can't take it anymore, maybe he will cooperate to help him find Ding Yiluo, but what is this kind of kiss, what is the fascinated look at him? It's fake, it's all fake, I still remember the painful injury clearly, but why are my hands and feet so weak that I can't resist under the warm kiss.

"...you don't always eat...I'm afraid...that's why...we don't fight, okay...all this is because I like you...like you..."

Her eyes were a little wet, and Lan Yi admitted that she was weak. Those indifference and resistance were all feigned, and it took a lot of effort to maintain it. It was just a few gentle kisses and a few gentle words, as if she wanted to forget the previous deception and hurt, as if Nothing happened, as if they still believed that they were in love with each other.

Weeping and whimpering, bearing Mo Ling's warm embrace and vague kisses, his hands and feet seemed to gain strength, and he lifted them up slowly, grabbing the clothes that were close to his body.

Mo Ling... Can I really trust you this time?

The small sound of "click" was extremely clear in Lan Yi's ears, all movements and thoughts stopped abruptly, the blood in his whole body froze, and Lan Yi stiffly twisted his neck to look in the direction of the sound.

Secretary Li stood expressionlessly by the door that opened at some time, the black lens of the camera in his hand was like a powerful and brutal cannon, and his heart was smashed to pieces.

Mo Ling raised his head, frowned and looked at Secretary Li indifferently, his expression was very bad, the tenderness just now had completely disappeared, his position just blocked the trapped foot... and he was brazenly grabbing His clothes... It's all clearly arranged in advance.

But why does he have a bad face?Are you blaming Secretary Li for not being too late?Or blame the snap shot for not being sensational enough...Who is the photo for...Is it for his mother?Or someone else... what kind of means this time... and trying to force him to do something...

Lan Yi withdrew his hand that was still holding onto Mo Ling's clothes, and covered his face tremblingly, don't look at such an ugly self anymore, don't take pictures anymore...

Mo Ling turned around, with a tangled look on his face, and the panic in his eyes that seemed to be broken by someone's conspiracy, "Lan Yi...I..."

Pushing hard to push away the hand that was still imprisoning him, Lan Yi moved to the corner of the big bed, wrapped the quilt tightly around the ugly self, and his body was shaking violently.

"Get out! Get out!" The voice was hysterical, and Lan Yi felt that he was going crazy. He would rather be a lunatic, so that he could immerse himself in a dream and never have to wake up, so that he would simply think that the person he loves Love yourself too, not trying to make things up