Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

When Song Yanning heard the news that Wei Xinran had replaced Wei Yingran, it was the first time Song Yanning saw the light these days.

Then came the call that Song Yanning had been obsessed with for 11 years, and it was also the voice that Song Yanning didn't want to hear the most.

"Song Yanning." Lu Yunyan called his name.

Song Yanning shuddered, and shrank more and more in the corner.

The next moment Song Yanzhi's voice sounded: "Ayan, it's so dark here, I'm afraid, let's go back."

So Lu Yunyan lost his patience and pulled the dumb Song Yanning out of the corner.

Song Yanning couldn't stand upright and fell to the ground.

He should raise his head or get up, even if he can't stand up, he should sit on the ground and watch them.Absolutely should not be like now, lying on the ground, as if already dead.

But he is too tired.

Song Yanning really didn't have the strength to get up, so he just let himself go and lie on the ground.Lu Yunhuan's voice came faintly in his ear, Song Yanning wanted to listen carefully, but he couldn't hear it anymore.

Lu Yunhuan, the young master, is really the best person in the entire Lu family.

If the light he met back then was Lu Yunhuan, wouldn't he have fallen into such a ridiculous situation?

Song Yanning laughed at himself.

Loved the wrong person for 11 years, he is really the most ridiculous person in the world.

"Song Yanning, since you have no ability to please Young Master Wei, go and marry that cripple from the Wei family." Lu Yunyan stepped on his hand and sneered, "Don't show up in the Lu family again."

Song Yanning closed her eyes and stopped resisting.

Either way.

He didn't want to live anyway.

Lu Yunyan looked at Song Yanning who had passed out completely, dimmed his eyes, walked out of the dungeon without looking back, and said, "Take him to change clothes, the Wei family will pick him up later, don't embarrass the Lu family with rags."

Without paying attention, Lu Yunhuan rushed into the dungeon, hugged Song Yanning with tears all over his face.

Lu Yunyan raised his hand to mid-air, but he was still not willing to fight.

"Lu Yunhuan! Get off here!" Lu Yunyan yelled at the others again, "Bring the young master up! Immediately!"

Lu Yunhuan has no one to be afraid of in the Lu family, and he also shouted: "Lu Yunyan, you really make me sick! Why do you treat brother Yanning like this?!"

"Did he, Song Yanning, give you ecstasy soup?!" Lu Yunyan dragged Lu Yunhuan out of the door and signaled the bodyguards to take Lu Yunhuan away.

Lu Yunhuan was hugged away by someone, and she still yelled, "Lu Yunyan, you are fucking sick!"

When Song Yanning woke up in her former bedroom, what she heard was this scene.

"You're amazing, Song Yanning." Lu Yunyan leaned against the door, playing with the lighter in his hand, "What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour for the young master?"

Song Yanjing quietly lowered her head, looked at her pajamas, looked at the locked doorknob again, then turned her gaze to Lu Yunyan, and stopped talking.

The young man was wearing Lu Yunyan's old pajamas, the dark blue was washed white, and it hung loosely on him, revealing his fair neck and most of his bony collarbone.

Song Yanning's hair has grown a lot, hanging down to her back, and the bangs on her forehead somewhat cover her eyes.

The frail and slender boy sat on the bed, looking at Lu Yunyan quietly, his eyes were as dead as a soul, and his lips were so pale that it made people feel distressed.

Song Yanning just looked at Lu Yunyan quietly, like Liuli who lost his soul.

Lu Yunyan lowered his head and rubbed the lighter in his hand. After a long silence, he finally said, "I didn't want to treat you like this, Song Yanning, but you absolutely shouldn't, and you should have taken Lu Yunhuan's idea."

Song Yanning stopped looking at him and turned to look out the window.

The sky outside the window is bright, and the flowers are full of spring.

But in this window, 11 years were absurd and miserable.

Song Yanning looked out of the window as if lost in thought, and said quietly: "Master thinks I'm not good, so naturally everything is wrong."

Lu Yunyan sneered: "Why, you still resent me? And you think it's all my fault?"

Song Yanning was still looking out of the window, and suddenly felt that the weather outside the window was very similar to the weather when Wei Xinran took him out to play.

But after he thought about it, this splendor is not uncommon, but there are too few splendors related to him.

He remembered it in his heart, but it was because warmth was so rare.

"No." Song Yanning was so tired that even defending felt like a waste of life.

Lu Yunyan became inexplicably irritable, put the lighter in his pocket indiscriminately, and said angrily, "Change your clothes, someone from the Wei family will pick you up later."

Song Yanning lifted the quilt mechanically, slowly put her plain and white feet on the ground, then lowered her head, and unbuttoned her pajamas.

Lu Yunyan was about to open the door and go out, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Song Yanning had completely taken off his upper body clothes, he was shocked.

"What are you doing?!" Lu Yunyan slammed the door extremely hard, "Song Yanning, are you fucking sick!?"

Song Yanning took off half of his pants, looked up at Lu Yunyan, and blinked.

"The young master is in the same room with me, isn't it just for this kind of thing?" Song Yanning said indifferently, "otherwise, what is the young master doing here?"

Lu Yunyan tightened his five fingers on the doorknob.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Before Song Yanning, it was not like this.

Even though Song Yanning approached Lu Yunhuan with other purposes, Song Yanning was always gentle and shy towards him, and would occasionally cleverly prepare small gifts for him.

For the first time in so many years, Lu Yunyan seriously recalled the past Song Yanning.

He unexpectedly found that in his memory, Song Yanning had never had anything to do with scheming.

In his memory, Song Yanning was always timid and gentle.

In his memory, Song Yanning would look at him secretly, and when he found out, he would blushed and lower his head, awkwardly changing the subject.

That boy would blush even when kissing, and he would flinch and carefully grab his sleeve when kissing.

Not what it is now.

It's not like it is now, he took off his clothes as usual, and even took the initiative to stand in front of him.Song Yanning would not take off his clothes indifferently and rigidly, and then take the initiative to undress him.

"Young master, if you want to do it, hurry up." Song Yanning knelt down in front of him expressionlessly, and untied Lu Yunyan's belt neatly, "After all, it's not good for the young master to let the people of the Wei family wait too long."

Lu Yunyan suddenly felt heart palpitations.

Severe, tight, rushing heartache.

Lu Yunyan raised his hand and slapped Song Yanning.

Song Yanning was so beaten that he couldn't kneel steadily and fell to the ground.

Five fingerprints immediately appeared on Song Yanning's face. He raised his head to look at Lu Yunyan, and blinked quietly, his dark eyes could not penetrate a little light.

"It turns out that the young master doesn't want to do it." Song Yanning slowly got up, and grabbed the skirt prepared at the side, "I misunderstood, I'm sorry."

Song Yanning changed her clothes in front of Lu Yunyan.

The thin and fair boy shook off his black dress in front of him. The contrast between black and white made the boy's skin look colder and paler, like fine porcelain.

Lu Yunyan was so hot that he could hardly control his pheromones.

"Song Yanning, are you fucking shameless!?" Lu Yunyan lost his mind for a moment, and kicked Song Yanning to the ground.

Song Yanning slammed his arm against the bedpost of the iron frame, and the wound that had been masochistic broke apart again.

Blood flowed down from the wound on his arm, Song Yanning didn't seem to feel any pain, his dark eyes looked at his wound lifelessly.

Lu Yunyan woke up immediately, and immediately wiped Song Yanning's blood with the pajamas beside him.

The bright red blood disappeared on the cold white skin, revealing multiple intertwined scars.

Lu Yunyan froze.

He knew that the servants of the Lu family abused Song Yanning, but it was absolutely impossible to cause so many wounds, unless...

"Damn it, you tortured yourself?!" Lu Yunyan ground his teeth, "Did you see Song Yanning?"

Song Yanning looked at Lu Yunyan and finally smiled a little.

"So, the young master is only allowed to find someone to abuse me, and I am not allowed to abuse myself?" Song Yanning chuckled, "In the young master's eyes, am I just a traitor?"

Song Yanning choked on Lu Yunyan's words: "You..."

Song Yanning returned to his expressionless face again. He tilted his head and asked earnestly, "Master, will you still hit me?"

Lu Yunyan didn't notice that his hands were shaking.

Another palpitation hit him.

"Song Yanning..." Lu Yunyan's voice was a little hoarse, "How did you become like this?"

Song Yanning was stunned for a moment, all the previously hidden and deeply buried feelings were shattered.

Like an ice layer cracking, the cold swirls under the cover of the ice are all exposed to the light.

How did it become like this?

How did Song Yanning know?

"How did I become like this?" Song Yanning's voice trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

For the first time in his life, Song Yanning grabbed Lu Yunyan by the collar.

Song Yanning's voice was hoarse, his hands trembled several times and he couldn't hold onto Lu Yunyan's collar. His tears couldn't stop falling: "How did I become like this? What do you think? The first time, it wasn't you who forced me to take off my clothes. Clothes? Didn’t you force me to say that I saw you, that I was a scavenger, didn’t you let me do this kind of thing?”

"Now I'm acting like a victim again, as if I owe you a pure and innocent boy, I don't owe you anything! I don't owe you anything! Lu Yunyan!"

In the dungeon for a month, Song Yanning thought a lot.

He thought about it desperately, and in the end, he was really desperate.

Song Yanning doesn't owe him anything to Lu Yunyan.

Not at all.

"I gave him to you! I gave it to you! Lu Yunyan! I gave it to you!"

"You don't want it! You lost it! It's you! It's you!"

Song Yanning lost all strength and loosened Lu Yunyan's collar.

Song Yanning put on the high-necked black dress and threw all the other clothes out of the window.

Except for the three characters "Wei Xinran" written on the dress, everything else was prepared by the Lu family.

"Even if Wei Xinran is Song Yanzhi licking the dog, so what if I don't have a good life when I get married? I just want to go quietly and leave you and me with a false face." Song Yanning looked down at Lu Yunyan, the first in his eyes Once there was deep-rooted hatred, "Your Lu family owes me, not I owe you."

"Lu Yunyan, you make me feel sick."

When Song Yanning walked out of the room, she didn't wear shoes.

When Song Yanning walked out of Lu's house barefoot, Bai Mu handed him a pair of black shoes and a man's black coat.

When Song Yanning entered Lu's house for the first time at the age of six, Song Hui forcibly hugged him in the clothes Song Jin bought for him.

Now that he is 17 years old, Song Yanning walked out of Lu's house by himself wearing the clothes Wei Xinran gave him.

He stumbled, but held his head high.

He was wearing a black skirt, a black coat, and a pair of black shoes.

When he walked on the pure white marble corridor, it was a kind of sad abruptness.

Like a moth ignoring a flame, it dies ignorantly, burning to the end, leaving only a handful of cold and extinguished black ash.

It was already cold outside, but there was still warmth inside.

Like some kind of remembrance.