After divorcing the male god

Like handing over an item, without Yan Yan's knowledge, Lin Duan was sent to the plane by Yan's parents.

Duan Jingsheng personally picked him up at the airport. The man was tall, with slender legs, and his figure was as tall as a pine.

He was wearing an off-white Hermès shirt, a light brown suit vest, and tailored trousers, which not only showed a masculine figure, but were not too tight. He was wearing shiny leather shoes.

The whole person looks capable and clean, looking down at the movement of the silver Patek Philippe mechanical watch, which makes him look elegant enough.

The ladies turned their heads one after another, and the men cast their gazes with envy.Maybe they all thought that he was waiting for his lover, picked up at the airport, waiting for some elegant lady, and then had a romantic date.

Immediately, they saw a thin and small young man with his head lowered, who was grabbed by the wrist by the man and held into his arms.

The young man looked good, but the reluctance on his face was almost overflowing. He followed the man step by step, shrugging his shoulders, showing obvious anxiety and resistance.

Duan Jingsheng stuffed Lin Duan into the back seat of the car.

Duan Jingsheng handed over the company affairs to his assistant, and took Lin Duan back home.

It is still the big villa that seems to have no end in sight. The wind in late autumn is blowing the branches, the sky is rolling and the clouds are relaxing, and a few rows of wild geese are passing by. After all, it is the season of winter in North Ning, and everything is settled in the parting In the atmosphere, they are all waiting to meet again next spring.

Lin Duan is like a cold corpse that can walk upright, at the mercy of Duan Jingsheng.

Duan Jingsheng dragged him into the spacious living room, the furniture was the same as in the old days, the TV was hung on the TV wall, a genuine antique jade article was placed on each side of the low cabinet, a round clock was hung on the wall covered with wallpaper, and a antique shelf There are all kinds of gadgets on it.

Those things were not the same as before. Duan Jingsheng was so angry and longing that he smashed all the things in the house that could be smashed. These things were all rearranged when Lin Duan came back.

When Duan Jingsheng was picking up the decorations, he didn't know what Lin Duan liked, what he wanted to decorate their home.He has no idea.

Three years of marriage, three years of strangers.

Lin Duan never touches any utensils or objects in the house, as if a cautious outsider is temporarily staying at the master's house, cautious and cautious, trying to minimize his sense of existence, so as not to be gossiped and disgusted by the master.

It was only after Duan Jingsheng smashed the things at home that he realized that there was nothing Lin Duan owned in this huge house. Except for the daily face towel, toothbrush, towel and two pajamas, nothing else belonged to Lin Duan. It is silent when it is brought, and it is equally quiet when it goes.

Duan Jingsheng raised his hand to wipe his face, and the other hand was still grabbing Lin Duan's wrist, how scared he was, when he turned his head, Lin Duan disappeared again.

And these fearful emotions, Lin Duan probably won't believe it anymore.

Duan Jingsheng told himself that he had to laugh, but in the past ten years, he was used to seeing life and death, ugliness and helplessness, let him laugh in front of Lin Duan who hated and hated him, Duan Jingsheng asked himself, he couldn't do it.

But the topic has to go on, he can't be so quiet all the time, otherwise Lin Duan will never take the initiative to speak.

"This home..." Duan Jingsheng turned back and said, "It's too messy. I hired several decoration companies, and they each have their own plans. You can take a look and see which one you like, and choose to redecorate one."

Lin Duan didn't look at him. He tilted his neck and turned his head to look out of the huge French windows.

Duan Jingsheng understood that he would have to sing a one-man show for a long time on the stage exposed from all sides, and his only audience was not willing to give him a hand in listening.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Duan Jingsheng approached him, Lin Duan backed away calmly, Duan Jingsheng grabbed his hand and tightened it, pushing Lin Duan into the corner step by step, leaning his head against his cheek, and said in a low voice: "I'll do it."

Lin Duan's face was as cold and hard as a block of ice, it was almost condensed into a glacier that would not melt for thousands of years, and Duan Jingsheng would bruise his head when he bumped into it.

Missing is a very wonderful thing. When he is always by his side and within reach, he will not care how long he has been away from him, because he knows in his heart that he is a stake tied to Lin Duan, Lin Duan It will only revolve around him and circle in place.

Duan Jingsheng was Lin Duan's painting as a prison, imprisoning his freedom, sincerity, love and hatred.

But when Lin Duan cut off the connection between them with his own hands, and even escaped from captivity at the expense of skinning and digging bones, Duan Jingsheng suddenly realized that he had trampled on the sincerity of young people. He, Duan Jingsheng, was completely wiped out.

Lin Duan doesn't want him anymore.

Duan Jingsheng leaned over to nibble on his cold lips, like cold cotton candy, when it was hot, the sweet taste of sugar would rush into his heart quickly, once it was cold, the taste of sugar would turn fishy, ​​like ice scum in the mouth Untimely spread.

"Lin Duan," the man's sigh was barely audible, he hugged him and asked melancholy, "what on earth do you want?"

Duan Jingsheng thought that Lin Duan would not answer, but unexpectedly, the young man opened his mouth and gritted his teeth indifferently: "I want to drink your blood and eat your flesh, Duan Jingsheng, I want you to die."

As if a thunderbolt split above his head, blowing his heart into scattered pieces, Duan Jingsheng's arm holding Lin Duan loosened, his eyes widened in disbelief, and severe pain spread from the place where their skins met out.

Duan Jingsheng shuddered and let go of Lin Duan.

Lin Duan stood against the wall, staring at him coldly.

"I went to cook."

As if running away, Duan Jingsheng hid in the kitchen with strides, and soon, there was a sound of ding ding dong dong in the kitchen.

Lin Duan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaning against the wall, raised his head in panic, staring at the ceiling, his eyes were unfocused, his soft chestnut hair was shaking slightly, and the tiny breeze entwined around his fingertips, and flew away immediately.

On the way to dinner, Lin Duan's cell phone rang.

Duan Jingsheng had already controlled his cell phone, and Lin Duan didn't lift his eyelids when he heard the ring.

Duan Jingsheng observed him again and again, seeing that Lin Duan was really not interested, he raised his hand to pick up the mobile phone that had been left aside, he didn't know if he didn't look at it, and he didn't know if he was angry, the caller was Yan Yan.

After Lin Duan returned to Ningbei, Yan Yan just learned the news that Duan Jingsheng returned the Yan family to him as promised. Yan Yan thought he was out of his mind, but unexpectedly Duan Jingsheng exchanged Yan's family for Lin Duan.

Without hesitation, Duan Jingsheng hung up the phone.

The phone rang again persistently, and Duan Jingsheng's veins popped out of the back of his hand holding the small metal cube. Once he encountered something related to Lin Duan, it was difficult for him to control his temper. He immediately swung his arms and smashed the phone against the wall, shattering it to pieces.

There was a loud bang.

Lin Duan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled imperceptibly, he lowered his head and silently ate the rice.

It's not that he's not afraid of Duan Jingsheng, when he came up with PTSD, he was able to pinch his neck, and with a little force, he could be sent to death by mechanical suffocation. That's all.

If Duan Jingsheng lost his temper again, Lin Duan would have nothing to do, except to be frightened, and wrap up all resistance and panic with indifference.

He didn't pick up the broken parts, nor did he take a look at them. He just lowered his head and silently fed himself a few mouthfuls of white rice.

Duan Jingsheng hated Yan Yan to the bone, but Lin Duan in front of him seemed more like a normal person, and even couldn't eat the food he cooked because of disgust.

Lin Duan was clearly so thin, if he didn't have enough food, Duan Jingsheng was really worried that his body wouldn't be able to handle biochips.

Before Lin Duan came back, Duan Jingsheng reminded himself countless times not to get angry, but all the troubles added up and made him furious. Duan Jingsheng asked in a deep voice, "What's the relationship between you and Yan Yan? Lin Duan, without me, You have no shame in turning your head to seduce other people."

Lin Duan raised his head, glared at him, and repeated again and again: "It has nothing to do with Yan Yan! Don't spout blood."

"So now that you see me, you can't even eat?" Duan Jingsheng pointed to the carefully cooked food on the table, stood up and said, "Lin Duan, you hate me so much."

Was he going to have a big fight the night he came back?That was just too tasteless.

Lin Duan glared angrily, his upper and lower light-colored lips trembled slightly, he withdrew his angry stare, lowered his head and continued to lick the white rice, not forgetting to talk to him: "Yan Yan is my friend, between us, Don't bother you to ask."

Duan Jingsheng sat back, his upper body leaned back heavily, and he stared silently at Lin Duan with his arms folded. He was wearing short sleeves at home, revealing his wheat-colored skin, and his arms were strong and strong. A chain, this end is tied to Lin Duan.

"Come here." Duan Jingsheng ordered.

Lin Duan remained silent, expressionless as usual, only dodged his eyes slightly, like a fluffy hamster that has been played with too much by its master, struggling in the inner circle of the wheel, but could not escape no matter what.

"Lin, Duan." Duan Jingsheng clenched his back molars.

The name was like a spell, which was chewed by Duan Jingsheng with his upper and lower teeth, and it popped out after chewing, like bullets hitting Lin Duan, making him shiver involuntarily.

Lin Duan stood up silently, walked around the dining table and walked to Duan Jingsheng's side. He was only a step away when Duan Jingsheng grabbed his wrist. The force of the pull made his body lose control, and Lin Duan was stuffed into Duan Jingsheng's arms silently.

"I don't understand how attractive white rice is to you. Maybe it's because you're just an innocent hamster." Duan Jingsheng peeled a shrimp with his own hands, and handed it to Lin Duan's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Lin Duan didn't move, Duan Jingsheng wrapped his arms around him, pinched Lin Duan's cheeks, forced his upper and lower jaws, forcefully stuffed the shrimp into his mouth, then let him go, and continued in a commanding and threatening tone: "Lin Duan, I As I said, your father can live a good life only if you live well."

"...Are you going to force me?" The anger and humiliation made Lin Duan unable to swallow. He chewed the tender shrimp meat in his mouth, resisting the urge to spit on Duan Jingsheng's face.

How nostalgic Duan Jingsheng's breath used to be, now it makes him sick and painful.

"Be good." Duan Jingsheng hugged him tightly, coaxing him softly, "Don't leave me, Lin Duan."

"Crazy, crazy." Lin Duan's eyes were bloodshot.

Duan Jingsheng's arms holding him tightened abruptly, Lin Duan couldn't breathe suddenly, his limbs became weak, and he gasped uncomfortably.

"Nutrition injections will be given directly tomorrow."

Duan Jingsheng picked him up horizontally and went up to the second floor.

Three years late for the bridal chamber, the relationship between the two turned from love to hate.

Lin Duan no longer struggled, probably knowing that his struggle was useless, Duan Jingsheng's strong control destroyed all his resistance.

Lin Duan looked past him and stared blankly at the ceiling, his empty stomach occasionally purring in protest of hunger.

Duan Jingsheng hugged Lin Duan to take a bath, and Lin Duan fell asleep in the bathtub.

The company's affairs still depend on the decision-making of the board of directors. Without him in a short period of time, nothing major will happen, so Duan Jingsheng concentrates on playing with Lin Duan at home, mainly because he plays with Lin Duan.

Lin Duan didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, his eyes drifted and wandered, even if he was tossed upside down, he wouldn't make any sound.Perhaps, it seemed that because Lin Duan's strong hatred for him had the upper hand, even Cats didn't show up much.

Duan Jingsheng was annoyed at his indifference, and every time he wanted to get angry, but when he saw Lin Duan's indifferent and thin face, he couldn't speak.

The swimming pool in the backyard of the villa finally came in handy, Duan Jingsheng took Lin Duan to swim.

The weather was unusually hot that day, but the sun was not too strong, it was sweltering heat. Soaking in the water and letting the heat evaporate, it was much more comfortable.

Lin Duan stepped on the smooth bottom of the pool, he couldn't swim, Duan Jingsheng pulled him stubbornly and said, "Teach you."

The sun made the water steaming. Although he was in the pool, the hot weather seemed to take away all the moisture in his body. Lin Duan felt tired and thirsty, so he lay down on the bank of the pool and yawned slightly.Duan Jingsheng asked carefully, "Tired?"

Lin Duan squinted at him, "... Thirst." He muttered out of breath.

"I'm going to get water." Duan Jingsheng pressed him against the wall of the pool: "One last time."

I don't know how many times I look up at the sky, maybe nothing will change, the years now are like bleak embers covered in mottled light and shadow.Lin Duan probably knew in his heart that Duan Jingsheng wanted to consume all the love and love, turning them into dead ashes.

"Hey." Lin Duan lay on the edge of the pool, trembling all over.

Duan Jingsheng was finally willing to let him go, jumped out of the swimming pool refreshed, and went to the kitchen refrigerator to get bottled mineral water.

Lin Duan turned over and looked at the white misty sky. Maybe before killing him, Duan Jingsheng would have to squeeze out the last bit of value from this body. In addition to remembering Qi Qing, he also wanted to provide him with pleasure.

Sometimes, when you love someone, what he does is justified. Even if he hurts him, he will try his best to find a reason to excuse the other person. As far as it is concerned, there is only infinite torture.

Lin Duan knew that this kind of swimming pool could not drown people, even if he was standing.

He slowly bent his legs, and the water surface gradually moved up from his white chest covered with red marks, and slid across the bridge of his nose until it sank.

In the water, Lin Duan quietly closed his eyes.

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