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Deng Luoyi tapped his toes on the ground, and the chains on his ankles fell down, breaking the silence in the bedroom.As soon as he moved, the chains connected to the bed rang happily one after another. He retracted his legs irritably, and sat on the head of the bed with his knees hugged.When Jiang Mingyun walked into the bedroom, what he saw was his curled back.

He brought him dinner, Deng Luoyi hadn't eaten all day.

The dinner plate was lightly placed on the small round table in the bedroom, and Jiang Mingyun walked up to him, blocking his view from the dark window.He looked up at Jiang Mingyun, and didn't see any guilt on the man's face.

"If you don't eat, you will hurt yourself." Jiang Mingyun stroked his hair.

Deng Luoyi avoided him, chewing every word between his teeth, "I'm just simply disgusted."

Initially, there is only pain and humiliation when the body is forced open.He has never had an intimate relationship with anyone, not because he can't, but because he doesn't want to.There are many high-quality men and women around him. The huge wealth and outstanding appearance enable him to get someone like picking a flower, but he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to have intimate contact with people, he will be disgusted.Jiang Mingyun shattered the barrier of his self-cleaning, and his lustful body got pleasure from the violation.

——He finally understood why his biological mother would be unfaithful to his father.

Jiang Mingyun pulled up a chair and sat opposite him, silently watching him peacefully.

The aroma of the meat on the plate gradually disappeared, the soup solidified, and the dark brown was surrounded by fat and white.Deng Luoyi was salivating, and his stomach was aching from hunger, as if the abundant gastric juice was about to burn his stomach open.He tried not to think about the food, and the more he thought about it, the hungrier he was. Hunger ate away what little dignity he had left. He was punishing himself and another personality.

Now, he has the ability to make decisions.

An oppressive tranquility was entrenched between the two of them. Deng Luoyi scratched his neck from time to time, and dense red bruises gradually appeared on his skin.

"I put the cat in a cage, and the room was cleaned three times today. Don't scratch your neck anymore, it's going to bleed." Jiang Mingyun squeezed his fingers tightly and then released them, canceling his intention to touch him.

Deng Luoyi is allergic to cats. He feels uncomfortable when he sees a cat or even a cat hair. He needs to overcome his fear of cats. Apart from this, he has no other way.

"You go out, I don't want to see you." Deng Luoyi pointed to the door and drove him away with a bad attitude.

Politeness and decency have been abandoned, he must never have imagined that the relationship between him and Jiang Mingyun would become so tense.

On the second day, Deng Luoyi still did not eat, and occasionally drank a little water.His range of activities was limited by the ankle shackles, and he could only go to the bathroom next to the bedroom, and he hated the sound of ding-dong-dong when the chains collided, so he stayed in bed most of the time without moving.

The metal shackles encircled his ankles, making him even more fragile by contrast, and he would collapse like sand with a light touch.

"Do you want to die or live?"

Another morning, Jiang Mingyun stood by the bed.Deng Luoyi's lips lost their color, but his eyes still had thorns, and there was an inherent arrogance in his posture.

He pinched Deng Luoyi's chin, and slowly stroked the graceful curve of his jawline with the other hand.He stared at his pale face calmly, his movements were ambiguous and dangerous.

Deng Luoyi had no strength to resist.

"You don't want to die at all, you are just torturing me, you know how much I care about you." Jiang Mingyun let go of him and handed him a glass of milk, "Don't you think it's stupid for you to do this? You are using pain create pain."

He didn't take the cup of milk, Jiang Mingyun's patience was exhausted while waiting.

"You won't starve to death, so why should I worry." Jiang Mingyun probably used these words to convince himself.He closed the curtains with a swipe, the sun was blocked outside, the room was dark, the human body was terribly dark, and the facial features were all blurred, "I should take this opportunity to do something to make myself happy, shouldn't I?"

Jiang Mingyun approached him, and he turned around to get up from the bed to escape. Jiang Mingyun grabbed his ankle, and the chain made a harsh sound, and he suddenly realized that he had nowhere to escape.

He pulled his leg and dragged him back, "Maybe if I stimulate you, my Luo will come back."

After two days without a single grain of rice, Deng Luoyi became dizzy and his eyes turned black.Jiang Mingyun clamped his wrists with one hand, pressed firmly on the top of his head, and forcefully poured milk into his mouth.Half of the milk was leaked, and the pajamas and bed sheets were stained.Deng Luoyi coughed several times, choking out the milk remaining in his throat. The milk flowed down his neck to his collarbone, and the body temperature evaporated to produce a soft milky fragrance.

Jiang Mingyun's eyes darkened, and his emotions were completely sealed behind the calm mask.He bent down and kissed the corner of Deng Luoyi's mouth, then his neck, and then reached his collarbone.

He licked the mellowness of the milk, and Deng Luoyi's violent heartbeat.

Suddenly, Deng Luoyi no longer exerted the force of resistance against him, and the two were in a temporary peace, looking at each other with eyes full of guard and temptation.

Time seemed to stand still, he raised his chin and kissed his lips.

Jiang Mingyun's heart skipped a beat, and Deng Luoyi stuck out his tongue to open his jaw, and kissed him deeply, the sound came from between his lips and tongue, which could be clearly heard by the two of them.The taste of milk in his mouth passed to him and turned into a thick mist, which trapped his reason layer by layer.

Floating joy mixed with doubts in his heart, even if there was a trap ahead, he followed his guidance and walked forward step by step.He responded to Deng Luoyi's kiss, almost trembling with excitement.

A streak of white-golden light fell through the cracks in the curtains, and the room was even more dim.The figures of the two overlapped on the bed, and there were occasional crisp sounds of chains.Deng Luoyi's liberated hands slowly embraced him, and caressed his back. The kiss was extremely long, and breathing was carried out between kisses, as if kissing was a necessary exercise to maintain life.

Deng Luoyi pushed his shoulder, but pressed him under him instead.He ended the long kiss with a comforting peck, pulling away a little, but still feeling the heat of each other's breath.

"Is this how I please you?" Deng Luoyi smiled at him, his eyes were covered by his hair, so that Jiang Mingyun couldn't see clearly his pleasure of playing with people's hearts.

I mean Luo Xuan.

He only needed Jiang Mingyun when he was ill, and would love him desperately.

"You ruined both of us. You, Dr. Jiang, you are wasting your talent and talents, and I, I am afraid that I will never wake up when I close my eyes. My body no longer belongs to me. It Belonging to my dysfunctional personality split from my miserable childhood."

Deng Luoyi rolled down from him, straightened his crumpled clothes, sat on the edge of the bed with his back to him, the chain rattled, "If you love me, let me go."

"I am mentally ill, you will not be happy with me." He said to himself, "Do you know why I am ill?"

The room was quiet.

Deng Luoyi raised his head and looked at the height, "After my parents divorced, my dad brought me to the United States. Every summer vacation, my dad would send me back to China to live with that woman. Oh, and my brother, Luo Xuan."

Every summer before the age of seven, Deng Luoyi would return to China.He waved to his parents at the airport in San Francisco. He was led by his nanny to board the plane, crossed the Pacific Ocean from east to west, and landed at Haicheng Airport. The nanny gave him to Luo Xiaoyuan and wished him a happy holiday.

Humans only have long-term memory around the age of five, that is to say, the period before the age of five is generally a blank area of ​​memory.But Deng Luoyi kept a picture in his mind. In the picture, when Luo Xiaoyuan was still in glory, her new husband hadn't gone bankrupt and hadn't filled all her money into the bottomless pit. She was glamorous and a rich wife.This must be his memory from before he was five years old.

In her 30s, she still looks like a girl in her early 20s. Her facial features are all juvenile, with a small nose and mouth, and a small face.The fairy-like white silk skirt exposed her snow-white arms and legs. She was a woman who was born to wear a white skirt. Her thick black hair was permed into small curls and loosely tied into a low ponytail behind her head.

In the densely populated Haicheng Airport, you can see her with just one glance. She seems to have stepped out of a fairy tale book.

Deng Luoyi returned to China for the last summer vacation, when Luo Xiaoyuan had already ended her second marriage.She was wearing a dark blue silk dress with white spots, which was not as good-looking as the white one, and she didn't change much.

He was led closer and closer by the nanny, Luo Xiaoyuan was waiting at the exit and stretched out one hand to meet him, her other hand was holding a little boy, who held her arm tightly and leaned on her, shyly He looked at Deng Luoyi with half his face.

Identical twins, Luo Xuan was lighter than him when he was born, now, Luo Xuan is taller than him.

He was fed breast milk, while he was fed formula.

After receiving Deng Luoyi, Luo Xiaoyuan and her two children waited for a long time on the side of the road before stopping a taxi.The summer in Haicheng is hotter than an oven, and there is a strange smell in the taxi. In the past, I used to take a private car driven by a driver from the airport. This change made Deng Luoyi feel a little uncomfortable.

Luo Xiaoyuan sat in the middle of the back seat, with a child on each side.Deng Luoyi looked at the strange city outside the car window for a while, the bright sunlight made his eyes hurt, he turned his head to look inside the car.The taxi driver diagonally ahead was covered with beads of sweat behind his ears. Behind the driver's seat, Luo Xuan was leaning on his mother, secretly observing him.He met his gaze, Luo Xuan smiled, and Deng Luoyi felt that he was looking in the mirror.

Isn't it hot that he leans on her?

Deng Luoyi moved his butt reservedly, moved a little closer, moved a little farther, and moved a little closer.

Luo Xiaoyuan asked him if he was not feeling well. He shook his head and stayed in his original position after moving for a long time.

The residence is a rented house, on the first floor of an old building. After the door was opened, Deng Luoyi had never seen such a small house. It was just two steps away, with only two bedrooms.There are not many furniture, and the most conspicuous thing is a large TV. The walls were originally white, but now they are yellow, and some places are still black.

"Luo Yi, come here, let mom see how tall you are."

He stood in front of the mottled wooden door frame. Luo Xiaoyuan squatted down and drew a line on the door frame with a black marker against his head.After measuring him, Luo Xuan also stood in front of the door frame. She repeated the process just now, but rubbed Luo Xuan's head.

Luo Xuan is indeed taller than Deng Luoyi.

Luo Xiaoyuan said that he will measure again next year and ask him to eat more to try to catch up with his younger brother.

To clean up the dust, Luo Xiaoyuan should have a big meal. Money is tight, so she led two small attendants to the vegetable market to buy ingredients to cook for herself.

The fat aunt at the butcher shop looked at the two pink and jade-carved children with joy, "You gave birth to two boys in your life? Sister, you are blessed."

"It's a blessing to be a girl."

"Girl?! Why did you cut your hair so short?"

Luo Xiaoyuan picked up a bag of ribs, frowned with a smile, "Men, men."

On the way back after buying the ingredients, Luo Xuan tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes, and turned his eyes to the cake shop by the road.

Deng Luoyi wandered around the cake shop pickily, but didn't take anything.Luo Xuan wanted egg tarts, butterfly cakes, and mung bean cakes, and he wanted a whole big cake. He stretched out his hand and made a circle, he wanted a whole big cake, not a small piece.

After coming out of the shop, the sun was sinking, Luo Xuan was small and rushed to the front with a box of cakes, Deng Luoyi was assigned the task of carrying egg tarts, butterfly cakes and mung bean cakes, even though these things were not what he wanted to eat, they were Luo Xuan wanted to eat.

They slept in a bed covered with bamboo mats.Luo Xiaoyuan closed the window a little smaller, for fear of the cold night.This bedroom is not as big as the bathroom in Deng Luoyi's bedroom.

Deng Luoyi didn't suffer from insomnia at this time, he slept until midnight when Luo Xuan squeezed him to the side of the bed, and woke up when he rolled out of bed.

It was too late, and he rolled out of bed, tears streaming down his face.

Luo Xuan opened his eyes when he heard the voice, and when he saw his appearance, he started to cry in fright.

Deng Luoyi was sitting on the ground, Luo Xuan was sitting on the bed, and the two children were crying face to face. When Luo Xiaoyuan rushed over in a panic, the crying immediately turned into howling, which could wake up the neighbors next door.

Luo Xiaoyuan wiped away the tears on his cheeks. She had a scent on her body, which smelled very good. Deng Luoyi couldn't tell what it was, and she never smelled it again.He only smelled this special smell this night.

Luo Xuan hugged the little pillow and left with her mother, and Deng Luoyi got a separate room.He was lying on his side on the bamboo mat, and his arm still hurt from the fall.

During most of the summer vacation, Deng Luoyi and Luo Xuan stayed together, and Luo Xiaoyuan needed to go to work, so she locked them at home when she went out.

Luo Xuan always lay on the window sill and watched the other kids outside playing games. There was never a child who asked him to go out to play, and those kids would not play with him.

Deng Luoyi asked him why he had no friends, Luo Xuan couldn't eat grapes and said that the grapes were sour, and he despised them for being childish.

He is a naive ghost, Deng Luoyi thought so.

Deng Luoyi climbed out of the window and said to his younger brother, "Climb down."

Luo Xuan shook his head, not daring.

"Idiot, I'm pulling you." He stepped on a stone and reached out to him.

Deng Luoyi let out a breath, his breath trembling, "He's gone."

Very simple three words, gone is gone.

Jiang Mingyun comforted him, "Roy, you were too young at that time, it wasn't your fault."

"Yes, I was...too young." If he had been older when he was hit, he wouldn't have had a split personality.Guilt tore him apart, but the pain remained intact.

Deng An, who was far away in the United States, received news of his youngest son's disappearance, and took a private plane to return home overnight. The weather conditions that day were not suitable for flying, and the plane crashed and was burned to ashes.

"Me, I mean Luo Xuan," Deng Luoyi's smile was fleeting, "I probably want to find a mother for myself, he needs a safe and reliable person, he needs someone else's care and company."

"But this is my life, not my brother's, and I don't want to be at his mercy, do you know what I mean?"

Deng Luoyi looked back at him, patiently waiting for his answer.

Jiang Mingyun's face was covered with sadness, he was silent, and after the silence he said: "I love you, but I can't let you go, I'm sorry."