The little assistant ran ABO with his cubs

Shi Yue never thought that he would be "hidden in a golden house".

He woke up on the small bed in the guest room. Because of the indulgence last night, his neck and waist were sore, especially around the glands. The punctured glands were scarred. It seems to be able to poke it.

Shi Yue was exhausted and finally lay on the bed again. He was sorting out the chaotic thoughts in his brain, but he still couldn't calm down to think about his own affairs - his heart was full of Jiang Xingjian who had left him.

What is Jiang Xingjian doing, who is around Jiang Xingjian, who does Jiang Xingjian like...every question is unsolvable.

After lying on the bed for a long time, Shi Yue propped himself up to get up.

Midsummer has arrived, the weather is sultry, even the morning wind is warm, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Shi Yue's body, he tore off the pajamas that were a little bit slumped on his body, and decided to take a shower before taking care of breakfast .

Thinking that he was the only one there, and he didn't have his own clothes here, Shi Yue only wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the guest bedroom.

As soon as he went out, he was surrounded by pheromones in the living room. Jiang Xingjian's back broke into Shiyue's sight. He sat with his back to Shiyue. paper bag.

Hearing the sound behind him, Jiang Xingjian turned around, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Shi Yue with his upper body naked. Because of the large visual impact, he couldn't say anything to his lips.

Shi Yue breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jiang Xingjian was safe and sound, but he knew that Jiang Xingjian would not stay here for long, and he would leave eventually.

Thinking that Jiang Xingjian would leave, Shi Yue's eyes darkened for a moment, and he called out "Young Master" in a low voice.

Jiang Xingjian pursed his lips, pointed to the bath towel around Shiyue's waist, "Why don't you get dressed?"

When he said it, Jiang Xingjian realized that he came in a hurry and he didn't have any clothes for Shi Yue to wear. He paused and said again, "There are my clothes in the bedroom closet. You can choose some to wear first."

Being able to wear Jiang Xingjian's clothes was Shi Yue's dream, but now he doesn't have any mood to get excited.

Turning around numbly, he walked to the door of the master bedroom, closed the door more tightly, and was finally freed from Jiang Xingjian's pheromone. heart.

Shi Yue walked to the cloakroom of the master bedroom and opened the closet. The clothes Jiang Xingjian used to wear in college were neatly stacked inside. It seemed that someone had forgotten to clean it, and there were still traces of college time everywhere.

On the hook on the wall of the cloakroom hangs the medals that Jiang Xingjian won for his long-distance running in college. On the small wooden cabinet with simple style, there is a photo frame upside down on the table. Shi Yue's eyes are attracted by it, but he still does not Resisting the temptation, he stretched out his hand to the photo frame.

Jiang Xingjian did not know when he appeared at the door, suddenly called Shi Yue's name, and walked over quickly.

"Shi Yue, what are you looking at?"

Shi Yue forced himself to ignore the photo frame, he shook his head, "It's nothing."

Jiang Xingjian opened the wardrobe door opposite him, pulled a white shirt, and handed it to Shi Yue, "Put this on first."

White shirts are usually worn with a vest, Shi Yue looked at the somewhat see-through shirt in his hand, and opened his mouth not knowing how to tell Jiang Xingjian.

Jiang Xingjian didn't seem to notice Shi Yue's thoughts, and he took out a pair of white underwear from the lower drawer, "This is new, here it is."

After Jiang Xingjian finished speaking, he left the cloakroom, and even helped Shi Yue close the door.

When Shi Yue's eyes fell on the small cabinet again, he found that the upside-down photo frame had disappeared.

Maybe there is some secret on it that you can't let yourself see, Shi Yue thought so, untied the bath towel around his waist, and prepared to put on his underwear.

The strange thing is that this pair of new underwear fit Shi Yue's body just right. He looked at it strangely, then looked in the mirror, and picked up the shirt after confirming that it was correct.

When he walked out of the master bedroom, Jiang Xingjian had already taken out the various breakfasts he had bought from the paper bags and placed them on the dining table.

Looking up and seeing Shi Yue coming out of the room with his bare legs in his shirt, Jiang Xingjian's eyes flicked for a moment, he quickly turned his head away, and covered his mouth to cover his mouth and coughed.

"Master...the clothes are a little too big..."

Shi Yue didn't even know how dangerous he was at this moment - he was holding his sleeve with one hand, and under the hem of his pure white shirt, the looming scenery was extremely seductive, and his two slender and white long legs were exposed, as if gently pinched, You can print your own marks.

Jiang Xingjian's throat felt dry at the first glance, but he couldn't hold back and took a second look. Seeing that Shiyue was struggling with the long sleeves when he was distressed, Jiang Xingjian put down the sandwich in his hand, walked over.

"There are hanging buttons here on the sleeves, I'll help you fasten them."

Jiang Xingjian rarely took the initiative to help Shiyue. After what happened last night, although Shiyue was very resistant to his contact, he could only accept it at the moment.

The same scene often appeared in college, but at that time, Shi Yue helped Jiang Xingjian to take care of his clothes, so Young Master Jiang, who was used to being served by others, would not waste a little time for him.

As time passed, Shi Yue looked at Jiang Xingjian's deliberate slowing down with anxiety in his heart, preparing for the worst in his heart.

Since it was not because of love or responsibility, there was only one reason why Jiang Xingjian was willing to lower his status and stay here - he hadn't had enough revenge on himself.

If you think like this, then everything will fall into place.

Shi Yue didn't want to wrong himself anymore, he opened his mouth when Jiang Xingjian was arranging his sleeves.

"Master, how can you be satisfied? Leave me here, pretend to be close to me, and then throw me away, will you be satisfied?"

Shi Yue knew that once he asked this sentence, the result would be irreversible—he was personally pushing himself into another abyss.

The movements of Jiang Xingjian's hands only paused for a moment, and did not pause until he straightened up his waist more thoroughly.

"Breakfast is on the table. If it's cold, there are microwaves and ovens in the kitchen. I'll go first."

"By the way, I will let you know when I come next time."

Jiang Xingjian avoided talking about Shi Yue's questioning, and Shi Yue didn't know what he was thinking. He quietly watched Jiang Xingjian leaving in a hurry, his shoulders slowly collapsed, and his emotions followed Jiang Xingjian's Leave gradually crumbling.

"Why don't you let me go! Jiang Xingjian, tell me!"

Shi Yue's tears welled up, and he yelled loudly and wantonly towards the empty entrance.

"...I don't want to stay here... I've had enough! Jiang Xingjian!!!"

The feeling of being abandoned will slowly corrode time and time. He seems to be the only tool abandoned by everyone. He is left in a place full of the atmosphere of the past and slowly stored until dilapidated, decayed, and finally turned into a pile of useless dust.

This feeling of powerlessness is called the denial of one's own value. After living for so many years, Shi Yue doubted the meaning of his existence for the first time.

He wept bitterly at the door Jiang Xingjian left, as if he wanted to vent all his grievances and dissatisfaction for so many years.

"...Jiang Xingjian, I beg you... let me go..."

Shi Yue's begging was full of tears, the white shirt on his body was wet with tears, and the flesh color in the clothes was fainted on the fabric, he knew that Jiang Xingjian couldn't hear his cries, but the depression in his heart The sadness couldn't dissipate, and he could only vent it in this way.

But what Shi Yue didn't know was that Jiang Xingjian, who was standing with his back to the door, was also clenched tightly on the clothes at the heart, with a painful expression on his face.

Every roar and cry of Shi Yue hit Jiang Xingjian's heart, making him unable to breathe.

Jiang Xingjian even wondered if it was wrong for him to do so.

What made Shi Yue, who only looked at him with admiring and stubborn eyes, turn into this embarrassed look.

Jiang Xingjian knew it well.

He gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't open the door and rushed in to hug Shi Yue who was crying, but held the key tightly, turned and left the apartment.