My telegraph pole says I'm leaving the order

Ji Zichen pursed his lips in satisfaction, and looked at Ji Yunjue and replied "Hello".

He let go of Ji Yunjue's hand, and looked at Ji Nuo'an tenderly,

"There are a lot of mosquitoes in summer, would An An bring the two guests home?"

"No."

Ji Nuoan tried her best to get rid of Ji Yunjue's grip on her wrist, and looked at Ji Zichen,

"Let's go back."

The curvature of Ji Zichen's lips became bigger and bigger. He held the boy's hand tightly and said,

"it is good."

Ji Yunjue looked at the two figures of the boy and the man leaving, one up and one down, and shook the hand that was suddenly empty, as if the slippery touch was still there.

"It's a bit wrong." The yellow hair next to him touched his chin.

Ji Yunjue looked at him, "What's wrong."

"Nothing is right." Huang Mao analyzed to his brother Jue,

"Did you notice the way the little beauty's brother looked at the little beauty just now?"

Ji Yunjue shook his head, his attention had been on the child just now.

"The elder brother of the little beauty doesn't look at the little beauty as if he is looking at his younger brother, but as if he is looking at..."

Ji Yunjue recalled for a moment, his eyes widened for a moment,

"lover!"

Ji Zichen did not send the boy back to his room, but took him to his own room.

Ji Zichen's room is very large, with warm yellow as the main color, and it is slightly warmly furnished.

The boy was forced to step into this bedroom, and the door slammed shut behind him, and the boy felt his heart tremble.

The man next to him seemed to have a low laugh, a pleasant laugh,

"An'an didn't eat strawberries today!"

The boy's heart sank.

The man's voice continued, with a hint of danger hidden in his tone,

"Did you have a good time going out to eat with other men today? Have you ever thought about whether the brother you left behind will feel lonely?"

Tonight, Ji Zichen was full of joy and searched the entire Ji mansion with the cake that the boy liked, but he couldn't find the boy at all. In the end, the poor plate of cake was smashed to the ground.

"Do you know that you are full of other people's smell now, this... makes me very unhappy..."

The man came to the boy, and the huge shadow imprisoned the thin boy.

Ji Zichen's slender and beautiful hands came to the collar of the young man in this way, and tore it hard, revealing the young man's white and alluring body.

"An'an is so beautiful."

His eyes reflected a bit of obsession,

"My brother will help baby An An take a bath first, and after the bath, I will take An An to have some fun, okay?"

Ji Nuoan just stood quietly on the spot, lowered her eyes without speaking, and let the man move on him.

As if opening a gift that he had long dreamed of, Ji Zichen took off the boy's clothes one by one with gentle movements, gradually revealing large areas of white and delicate skin.

Gently picking up her baby, Ji Zichen walked towards the bathroom.

Ji Nuoan obediently let the man move until he was gently put into the bathtub, he reached out and pulled the man's sleeve,

"Can I wash it myself?"

The man was a little surprised, but nodded after thinking about it,

"An'an won't let my brother wait too long, will she?"

The boy nodded slightly.

Ji Zichen walked out satisfied.

Ji Nuoan watched the figure of the man disappear by the door, then looked around the entire bathroom, and found what she wanted on the dressing table...

Ji Zichen was sitting at the desk outside the bathroom, quietly reading a book, quietly waiting for his gift to arrive in his arms.

There was a clear "click", and Ji Zichen raised his gentle and smiling eyes upon hearing the sound, watching the young man in a bathrobe walk out with his bare feet.

The man walked up to him and gently carried him to the bed, and then covered the boy with a quilt.

"My brother is going to take a bath too, An An will wait for my brother obediently, okay?"

The boy nodded obediently.

Ji Zichen walked into the bathroom with satisfaction.

The boy glanced at the closed bathroom door, and slowly took out the blade hidden in his robe.

The warm-toned light in the bedroom could hardly illuminate the darkness in the boy's pupils. He held the blade and compared it to his wrist, and plunged into it with all his strength...

Ji Zichen took a bath very quickly. As soon as he came out, he saw the boy lying obediently on the bed under the quilt, and his heart felt soft.

Walking quickly to the bed, he saw the young man's pale and outrageous face at a glance, his heart sank, and he quickly lifted the quilt.

I saw the boy's blood under the quilt spread on the snow-white sheet in large swaths, like blood-red flowers blooming in the snow-white desert, carrying the beauty of death.

Ji Zichen felt that his heart was about to stop. He stood there at a loss, feeling his hands trembling violently.As if suddenly remembering something, he hurried into the bathroom to get a towel, and then tied it forcefully around the boy's still bleeding wrist.

The boy just stared at the ceiling quietly with empty eyes.

She was obediently picked up by the man and rushed downstairs.

Ji Zichen just sat in the corridor of the hospital wearing a blood-stained bathrobe.

He stared blankly at the blood stained on his hands, and sat blankly.

An An didn't want him to touch him, he wouldn't make noise, insult him, or struggle, he just showed his resistance in the most silent way...

"An'an, An'an..."