I don't want to like you, can I?

Thinking about the people I have offended recently, there seems to be only one.

The door was opened, and a person staggered in, knelt down on the ground, panting heavily, as if he was suppressing something.After a while, the man raised his head.

Ye Qiyang finally saw his face clearly, it was the one who had been lingering in his mind and couldn't shake it off even if he wanted to.

Sikong Bingye stood up with great effort, and when his red eyes touched the person on the bed, a strong desire shot out instantly.The fiery body clamored, approaching step by step, and rushed towards Ye Qiyang, the medicine that was trying to suppress it was exerted to the extreme after touching the coolness below him, blasting away all willpower.

Ye Qiyang looked at the alcohol-smelling man rubbing against him, and couldn't dodge, and began to struggle hard.The wrists and ankles were bloodstained by the silk rope, but they still couldn't get rid of the restraint.

"What are you going to do, go away!"

Ye Qiyang twisted his body, trying to stop the hands that reached into his clothes and kneaded recklessly, but the friction between each other irritated Sikong Bingye even more.

"Why...betray me..." Sikong Bingye spat out a few vague words, kissed the restless people fiercely, took off each other's clothes after a few strokes, and threw them out, "You would rather be with him...or don't want me..."

Ye Qiyang struggled desperately, completely unable to hear the voice close at hand, endless shame filled his heart, tears rolled down, and was thrown out again accompanied by violent shaking.

"Go away, don't touch me!"

The roar with a crying voice has no effect on the person who has been controlled by the drug, and the same unfamiliar pain in the body and heart drives him to go crazy.

The room was filled with the sound of heavy gasping and the pounding of flesh, mixed with suppressed crying, all of which were recorded by the hidden micro-camera.

In front of the monitor, Su Lingo stared at the two people who were entangled with each other, his pupils constricted, and his expression couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or pain.

It would have been a pleasure to take revenge on this person who pretended to be noble and dared to offend him, but why did he feel a sense of congestion in his heart, which made him almost suffocate.

Seeing the man cry because of being forced, shouldn't he be laughing, but why does he feel a little...distressed?

Throwing away the earphones, not wanting to look at the picture on the screen anymore, smoking a cigarette, puffing on the clouds, the lust slowly subsided.

Suddenly regretted, he wanted to take Bing Ye's place, wanted that person to toss and turn under him, groaning and crying.thinking, body

He began to feel hot, shaking his head, he went into the bathroom.

After an unknown amount of time, Sikong Bingye finally stopped, fell to the side, and fell asleep.With the effects of alcohol and drugs, he had already lost his energy, and he couldn't care about Ye Qiyang who was about to be sluggish.

Ye Qiyang's face was full of tears, and he stared fixedly at the ceiling, unable to find focus.

He knows that he likes men, and he also knows that this road is destined to be bumpy and unacceptable, so he chooses to suppress it.

He firmly believes that as long as Jian Yue is there, as long as he has that clean and bright smile, he can suppress his feelings and avoid taking the "wrong road" that most people think of.

But now, everything was ruined, it was ruined by this man who fell in love with him for the first time.

Maybe, he can no longer face Jian Yue's innocence, maybe, his parents' rejection of him will be deeper, maybe, in this deviant way in the eyes of the world, he will eventually be lost forever.

He began to struggle, his almost dull eyes filled with resentment.

Vigorously, frantically, desperately, struggling.

With such a big commotion, Bing Ye didn't react at all, and was still sleeping beside him.

All his strength was concentrated on one hand, and he struggled hard to get out of the tight silk rope. He ignored the bloody hand and untied the other knots. He got out of bed and put on his clothes, ignoring Shaking off the pain of shame on her body, she rushed out the door.

Su Lingge just came out of the bathroom, and the bloody and slender hand that was originally white and slender in the screen still remained in front of his eyes.He quickly tore off his bathrobe, put on his clothes, and chased him out.

He didn't know why he did this, maybe he would give up all his previous efforts due to impulsiveness, and even expose himself, but he still rushed out in disobedience.

The originally sunny weather was now covered with overcast clouds and strong winds, and then, heavy rain poured down. In an instant, people on the street panicked, running around to hide from the rain, complaining and cursing one after another.

The two people running in the rain didn't look out of place.

Ye Qiyang ran with all his strength, the pain in his body tore his nerves, he ignored it completely and just kept moving forward.

When he realized what he was doing, he was already on an unfamiliar bridge. He slowed down, gradually stopped, slid on the ground, raised his head, and let the heavy rain wash away.

If parents cared more about themselves, if Ye Qiyang could be as simple and pure as Jian Yue, if everything could go back to before meeting Sikong Bingye, if the rain could wash away the mark of shame...

If, if, it's just a hypothesis, because of this embarrassing reality, I will think of the if that never happened.

Thinking sadly, Ye Qiyang started to cry, and then laughed again. In the heavy rain, he looked like a mentally ill patient, more like a helpless child, curled up and trembling, leaning against the guardrail, venting wantonly.

In the pouring rain, the visibility was very low, and Su Lingo was very close, and he could imagine how fragile the man was at this time from the heart-piercing cries and wild laughter mixed from time to time.

Obviously wanting revenge, obviously wanting to punish, obviously should feel pleasure for his pain, but why, Xin, deviates from the original purpose.

I want to go forward and hold that person in my arms, comfort him, admit my mistake to him, and beg him to forgive.

But, dare not.

For the first time, Su Lingge became a little cowardly and hated himself for shrinking, but he still couldn't muster the courage and stood there motionless, letting the rain water him.

If there was no such cover-up, Su Lingge's face would be wet and embarrassed at this moment.

Looking at the somewhat blurred figure, listening to the despair mixed with the sound of rain, there was a throbbing pain in my heart, which was an unprecedented feeling.

What is this strange feeling?Is it too late to realize now?

When I got home, it was completely dark. Aunt Qin had prepared meals and was standing at the door looking around.

If Ye Qiyang wasn't what he is now, maybe he would feel warm, but now he has no strength to be moved, he just wants to escape into the room as soon as possible and lock himself up.

"Young...Master, what's the matter with you, what happened?"

Aunt Qin looked at the drowned Ye Qiyang walking towards her in shock.

In her impression, Ye Qiyang had always been clean and fresh, and this was the first time he was in such a mess.In particular, the downcast eyes and the unbearable pain on the always calm and indifferent face shocked her deeply.

"Aunt Qin, I'm fine, it's just a little rain."

With a hoarse voice, Ye Qiyang avoided Aunt Qin's hand and walked past her to the second floor.

Aunt Qin was stunned, hurried to catch up, and asked again uncertainly: "Master, are you really alright?"

Ye Qiyang paused, shook his head, and hurried back to the room regardless of whether Aunt Qin behind him saw it or not.

Pulling the curtains to block all the light, took off the soaked clothes, took the bathrobe and went into the bathroom, scrubbed carefully, returned to the bed, curled up, pulled the quilt to wrap himself tightly.

The venting on the bridge was almost exhausting, and being able to persist until now to deal with it, he was exhausted and couldn't think about anything else.This is good, at least you can sleep, although it is impossible to be practical, it is better than being awake and suffering.

Drowsy, he heard a knock on the door, then soft footsteps, a light came in through the door, and then the clothes scattered on the ground were put away.

Aunt Qin was used to taking a flashlight before entering his room.She had made a small proposal about the lighting problem in the room before, but she had to give up after being silently rejected.

"Young Master." Ye Qiyang tightly clenched the hand holding the quilt, but did not make a sound.

"Master, I made your favorite dish, you can eat a little before going to bed, okay?" Aunt Qin coaxed.

These words, which sounded warm, made him extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

Now he just wants to hide alone, so that no one can see his fragility and embarrassment, especially Aunt Qin who cares about him all the time.I don't want her to know that the young master who is so noble in her eyes has actually been filthy.

She called out twice again, but Ye Qiyang still didn't respond. Aunt Qin could only sigh helplessly, looked at the person curled up in the quilt distressedly, and walked out of the room and closed the door gently.

For two whole days, Ye Qiyang locked himself in the room without eating or drinking. Except for the first day when Aunt Qin knocked on the door and responded, she never made any movement.

There was a spare key in the room, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find it. Aunt Qin was so anxious that she had to call her son for help.