torture to the end

Liu Yao has met Han Jingyu more than once, such a low-level place attracts people, as long as he is a little bit of a mess, how can he not know him?

Liu Yao likes Han Jingyu's hands. When the two met for the first time, Han Jingyu was touching mahjong. Liu Yao never played mahjong, but that was the time when he stared at Han Jingyu's hands, in the yellowed mahjong The fingertips weaving through made Liu Yao fall in love with that square ivory in an instant.

At that time, Han Jingyu was playing mahjong with Qiao Yue, and Qiao Yue came to Beijing. Those things in the alleys couldn’t be played more easily, so Liu Yao set up a mahjong game and invited Wu Zhaoling and Qiao Yue. At that time, Han Jingyu It was Wu Zhaoling who came close, Qiao Yue brought Bai Yu over, and behind Wu Zhaoling was Han Jingyu in dark blue clothes.

The Bai Yu brought by Qiao Yue didn't play these things. Liu Yao served as an entertainer, even if he didn't know how to do it himself, he couldn't spoil the interest of the guests, so he formed a game - Qiao Yue, Han Jingyu, Liu Yao, Wu Zhaoling four Personally, Bai Yu sat on the sofa and fiddled with his mobile phone.Liu Yao doesn't know how to play. Three people who know how to play are on the field, and the chips are scattered all over the table. Han Jingyu's chips are all given to him by Wu Zhaoling. Arriving here from Beijing, the pattern of the four of them on the field can be seen at a glance - Han Jingyu echoes Wu Zhaoling, Qiao Yue is alone, and the hand full of cards is blocked by two interested and one who can't play hand.

The four of them played for a while, Wu Zhaoling and Qiao Yue both won and lost, Han Jingyu and Liu Yao were like a decoration on the court, but Qiao Yue's smiling eyes always glanced at Han Jingyu unconsciously, The unknown meaning made Liu Yao lower his gaze.After playing for a while, Qiao Yue suddenly pushed a good hand of cards in front of him onto the table. Under the different gazes of the three people on the table, he smiled lazily, "I won't play anymore."

Qiao Yue was invited here as the one with the highest status, and his words would naturally break up the game, and all four of them stopped. When the game was about to leave, Qiao Yue called Han Jingyu and said that he wanted to talk to him Play card guessing.The bet was not big, 20, the money Wu Zhaoling won from Qiao Yue.Wu Zhaoling, as the local prince of Wuhan, is naturally xenophobic. Knowing Qiao Yue's special status, he never took him seriously. Hearing Qiao Yue's intention to save face, he immediately pushed Han Jingyu, "Since Prince Qiao has already spoken, so you just play with him, and if you lose, you will just return the money you won."

Han Jingyu was still a young boy at that time, his facial features were green and immature, and his clothes were shabby, but his demeanor was full of gloomyness, which made people dislike him, and Qiao Yue naturally wouldn't treat him What kind of affection did he have? He just wanted to give Wu Zhaoling an announcement through him.

At the poker table for four, two people sat down, Qiao Yue rolled up his sleeves, and wore a Longines watch on his exposed wrist, a very inconspicuous piece, buckled on Qiao Yue's hand, it could reveal a sense of luxury Come.Han Jingyu didn't have anything in his hand, but the buttons on his sleeves were tightly buttoned. The color of dark blue only matched his fingers like jade.

Bai Yu also came over. He thought it was going to end before he got up, but he didn't expect the two of them to sit back again. He thought it was interesting, so he stood aside and watched.

Wu Zhaoling didn't hold out hope for Han Jingyu to win. After all, Qiao Yue's face was already lost in the first match. Even if he didn't know the severity, he also knew that the best step now was to return all the money he won. .

When he sat at the poker table, Han Jingyu asked him, "Are you going to lose or win?" This question was Wu Zhaoling.

Wu Zhaoling was dumbfounded by his question at the time. At that time, Han Jingyu looked up at him, with a delicate face, like a girl, the gloom in his eyes was invisible because of the falling lights above his head. With clear and open eyes, Wu Zhaoling put his hand on his shoulder, "If you can win, the money will be yours."

Han Jingyu gave an 'um', his expression was too cold, Qiao Yue had never seen such an emphatic person in Beijing, instead of being angry, he smiled.

slam-la-

The yellowed ivory was mixed together, and under Han Jingyu's drooping eyelashes were those eyes that looked like a deep pool.

This time Liu Yao was watching from the standpoint of a bystander, and was immediately attracted by Han Jingyu's hands—such hands seemed to be turning over flowers on that delicately carved ivory. .

Han Jingyu really doesn't know how to praise, because he won.

When Liu Yao waited for Han Jingyu to stand up, he looked away from those hands that seemed to be stained with white light. From then on, Liu Yao fell in love with these mahjong pieces. He never played those mahjong pieces before, but never After that, what he saw repeatedly was the pair of hands that shuttled through the mahjong table, from every joint to every inch of skin, it was all imprinted in his mind.

Everyone will probably fall in love with something because of a special opportunity. Liu Yao fell in love with mahjong because of Han Jingyu's hands. Hearing the sound of crashing, his heart would seem to be immersed in a hot spring. average.

Liu Yao didn't remember Han Jingyu's face very much anymore, but miraculously recognized those hands at a glance.Han Jingyu's palm has grown a little compared to a few years ago, and the fingernails of his five fingers seem to be transparent.Han Jingyu was grabbed from behind, his arms were cut behind his back, and his drooping face could not be seen clearly.

Liu Yao recognized those hands at a glance, and then recalled that person, he got up from the table and walked over, stood beside Han Jingyu, and said to the person holding Han Jingyu, "Let him go."

The man hesitated for a moment, then listened to Liu Yao's words and let go of his hand.

Han Jingyu was dragged here, and those people chased him for two blocks before they finally blocked him in a dead-end alley and caught him. As soon as Han Jingyu was released, he sat on the ground, as if he had no strength in his body.

Liu Yao looked at his hands on the ground and lost his mind, "What's wrong with him?"

"I can't catch it. This man is too crazy. He was given an injection." The man said.

"Oh." Liu Yao never took his eyes off Han Jingyu's hands, "Then you go out."

The man took the door and went out.

Liu Yao squatted down, carefully studied Han Jingyu's palm on the red velvet carpet, tentatively stretched out his hand to touch it, and suddenly withdrew the hand that was on the ground, Han Jingyu's sharp eyes fell on On him, with a thick guard.

Liu Yao withdrew his hand, looking regretful.

Han Jingyu didn't have any strength in his whole body. The injection on his shoulder blades paralyzed his whole body. Now in front of Liu Yao, he couldn't muster up the strength to resist.

Liu Yao's brown pupils are almost transparent, and he seems to be a very gentle person, but his voice does not match his appearance at all, "Han Jingyu."

When Han Jingyu heard his name at first, his whole body stiffened, and then he slowly relaxed again.This person knew him, and this person wanted to arrest him.

Han Jingyu is too lazy to think about how many people he offended in the past. The faces of many, many people have been blurred. His whole life has been a rush. Except for Shen Chen, probably all faces will be hard to see clearly due to time.

Liu Yao squatted beside Han Jingyu, stretched out his hand to support him, Han Jingyu dodged for a while, and fell sideways on the carpet.

Liu Yao likes dogs, that kind of docile dogs, and Han Jingyu's guarded appearance prevents him from acting too rudely.

Han Jingyu's facial features have long been opened. Liu Yao has seen too many people in his life, all kinds of people. For a young man covered in thorns like Han Jingyu, Liu Yao has seen not one thousand, but eight hundred. Such a person at the beginning It's very interesting to see, but after years of honing, most of the thorns on those people's bodies have been smoothed out, or are too sharp to stab themselves, only the person in front of him, how come he still looks like that——

Liu Yao has been more mature than ordinary people since he was a child. He knows what he wants and has his own goals. His life has been planned by himself. Now that he has reached this level, it is all up to him to fight for it arrived.But also because he is more knowledgeable than ordinary people, so he lacks a lot of joy that should be had at that age.

Han Jingyu fell on the carpet, he couldn't sit up, and the hand on the ground couldn't use any strength to support him. Liu Yao reached out to help him, but Han Jingyu didn't avoid it every time.

Han Jingyu hid from him awkwardly, like a domestic dog avoiding a stranger.

Slowly, Han Jingyu had no strength at all, he was panting on the carpet, Liu Yao came over at this moment, helped him to sit on the chair.

Han Jingyu's back rested on the back of the chair, and his head was tilted back, revealing his thin white collarbone and Adam's apple.

Liu Yao pulled away the chair opposite him and sat down. The two of them were separated by a table, and neither of them spoke. The beautiful mahjong pieces were built into something like a barrier between Liu Yao's fingers, and then Liu Yao's hand Clicking on one of the mahjong pieces, he squinted his eyes as if sensing it, "Eight pieces."

Open it, there are eight pieces.

Liu Yao never tires of playing this game, his accuracy rate is astonishingly high, every time the cards he quotes are always the same as the ones he draws out, and occasionally one or two cards are wrong, at that time he will look up Han Jingyu glanced, Han Jingyu looked at the door, and didn't even give him the corner of his eye.

After playing for a while, Liu Yao felt a little bored, so he stood up again and walked in front of Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu's hand on the armrest was trembling.

Liu Yao walked up to him, lifted his hand that was on the armrest, and looked at it carefully, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.Han Jingyu's fingers curled up, as if they were about to retract them, but he couldn't pull up the strength. Liu Yao grabbed his hand and placed it among the scattered mahjong pieces on the table. Liu Yao grabbed his hand and placed it on the In the mahjong, Han Jingyu's hand slipped through the yellowed ivory.

Whoa- whoa-

Liu Yao's eyes narrowed slowly.

how beautiful-

Liu Yao's hand grabbed Han Jingyu's wrist, and then he went up from the wrist, almost clasping his five fingers.Han Jingyu's five knuckles are very small, delicate fingers, a little cool to hold, but the pulp of the fingers is rough, there is a strange sense of comfort.

Liu Yao sensed that Han Jingyu was trembling, and he felt that it might be his own illusion, but the fingertips held by him were indeed trembling slightly.Liu Yao turned his head to look, and Han Jingyu's gaze was falling on his face. There was fear in Han Jingyu's eyes, and the fear was under the thick shadow.When you look at him from a distance, you will feel that he is gloomy. When you get closer, rely on his eyes and take every look of him into your eyes, so that you can clearly see his true hidden emotions.

For some reason, Liu Yao remembered Han Jingyu a few years ago. At that time, Han Jingyu was still a half-grown boy, standing behind Wu Zhaoling, and was brought here. At that time, he only saw the gloom in the boy's eyes. , but felt that gloom was a layer of camouflage to cover up his natural weakness.

Liu Yao got too close, a word suddenly popped out from Han Jingyu's lips, "Get lost—"

Liu Yao didn't seem to hear it, he already felt that there was something hidden in Han Jingyu's eyes, and he really wanted to see clearly.

The breaths of the two were almost intertwined.

"Get out—" This sound forced out Han Jingyu's only strength now, he suddenly pushed away Liu Yao who was approaching, and then he fell down from the chair all of a sudden, Liu Yao was caught off guard and was pushed all of a sudden Taking a few steps back, naturally there is no time to pick up Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu fell from the overturned chair, his whole body fell on the carpet, and the chair was pressed against his legs, but he didn't even have the strength to kick it away.

Liu Yao didn't get angry, he watched Han Jingyu's futile struggle on the ground, it was really futile.

This kind of medicine from a low-level place is very effective.

Han Jingyu didn't ask Liu Yao why he was arrested. He seemed to think that it was very appropriate for a person with his character to be killed wherever and by whom.He didn't even cherish his life, and it was even more despicable in the eyes of others.

Liu Yao has never been a person who would pity others, but from a standing angle, he watched another person fall in front of him, and he felt a strange... feeling similar to pity?mercy?no no.

Liu Yao felt that he should go over and remove the chair that was pressing on Han Jingyu's lap, but before he could move, the phone rang while it was on the table.Liu Yao put away his eyes on Han Jingyu, and went to the table to answer the phone.

It was Zhong Yuan who called, and his voice was filled with restrained urgency. As soon as Liu Yao's phone was connected, his voice came out, "Liu Yao, has anyone been found?"

Liu Yao looked back at Han Jingyu who fell on the ground, "Well, here I am."

Liu Yao's voice seemed to be the same as before.

Zhong Yuan panted, his heavy breath almost conveyed all his current thoughts through the microphone, but his voice was still steady, "Let me take a look at him."

Liu Yao said, "Okay."

Then Liu Yao walked over, hooked Han Jingyu's chin and took a picture. Han Jingyu turned his head and looked at his long eyelashes from the side, but he was still as young as he saw many years ago.

"Don't treat him like that!" Zhong Yuan thought it was Liu Yao who used torture means, "Liu Yao, just let him stay with you for one night, he is still a child, he can't understand anything, don't make things difficult He, I will arrive in Wuhan tomorrow, and I will pick him up."

Liu Yao didn't speak.He felt a little puzzled, why did Zhong Yuan think he was bullying Han Jingyu?He obviously...

Liu Yao lowered his head, Han Jingyu had already bowed his head deeply, that posture was really pathetic, the chair on his legs made him unable to move at all.

"Hang up." Liu Yao hung up the phone, put away the phone, and walked over to remove the chair that was on Han Jingyu's lap.

Liu Yao said to Han Jingyu, "I have a friend looking for you."

Han Jingyu didn't listen to him at all.

"You don't have to be afraid of me, I won't do anything to you." Liu Yao's expression was much colder than at the beginning, he never looked at Han Jingyu's hands, and never stepped forward to help him, He called the people outside the door to come in and helped Han Jingyu to rest.

Han Jingyu is extremely wary of anyone who deliberately approaches, and he always wants to run away.

Liu Yao sat in the room for a while, looking at the mahjong pieces on the table, he thought of Han Jingyu's hands again.Are those hands magical?

Liu Yao put his hand on an overturned mahjong piece, and he said, "Yaoji." After flipping it over, it turned out to be a white board.

Liu Yao frowned. If it was Han Jingyu, he should have guessed this card, right?Better go to him and ask.Liu Yao's mood became more joyful. He went out of the room to see Han Jingyu in another room. The room had thick curtains and was lit with incense lamps. The warm lighting always gave a drowsy feeling. .

Perhaps, he has fallen asleep?

Liu Yao felt that he should back away, but he wanted to check again to see if Han Jingyu had fallen asleep.

The window curtain was lifted, and those cool hands came out, they were clenched fists, Liu Yao was just startled, and received a blow on his chest, Han Jingyu finally lost the effect of the medicine, and now he didn't have much strength, There were people watching at the door, so naturally he couldn't escape in this state, and at this time Liu Yao sent him up.

Han Jingyu is still unstable, but according to his ability, it shouldn't be difficult to restrain a young man who looks frail.

Han Jingyu thought so.Until Liu Yao locked his shoulder blades from behind, a strong force pulled back Han Jingyu who was about to leave, Han Jingyu sat down on the bed at once, and Liu Yao pressed his shoulder blades to make him lie down.

Liu Yao's pupils are too transparent, the color is too pale to see clearly, especially under the cover of such lights.

Han Jingyu was restrained by him, and he couldn't break free!

Liu Yao's face suddenly moved in front of him, and the breath he exhaled was captured by Han Jingyu's skin. Liu Yao stared at his eyes, and every time Han Jingyu wanted to move, the suppressed movements of his hands would suddenly aggravated.

Han Jingyu obviously doesn't have the smell of travel and dust, but Liu Yao feels that Han Jingyu seems to be very tired, as if he has been on a long journey, and now is the time when he is the most tired.

Liu Yao stretched out his hand.

Han Jingyu thought that the blow was going to hit him in the face, almost subconsciously, he closed his eyes and turned his head.

Liu Yao's hand just landed on his hair, very gently, fingertips entangled Han Jingyu's broken hair, Liu Yao said, "Children." He rubbed his hands, "Have a good sleep."

Han Jingyu's eyes trembled under the shadow of his eyelashes.

Liu Yao probably knew what kind of emotion was hidden under the thick shadow.

Han Jingyu is now a completely frightened bird. He desperately wants to break free, and he will turn around and run away when others approach him.

Liu Yao took out a tube of injection from the bedside drawer and stuck it into Han Jingyu's arm. Han Jingyu felt the slight pain, his whole body shook, and he was about to struggle when he opened his eyes wide.

Liu Yao's voice seemed to be comforting, "Sleep well, I won't do anything to you."

Even Liu Yao himself found it funny when he said this.

No matter how hard Han Jingyu struggled, he couldn't gather his strength after the medicine took effect. When Liu Yao let go of him, Han Jingyu's eyes had already closed.

Liu Yao stood by the bed and looked at him, and when he lowered the bed curtain, he couldn't help but reached out and touched Han Jingyu's soft forehead hair.

"Children." When he said this, the corners of his lips curled up.

Really interesting, such a person.

The author has something to say:

Is Brother Liu Yao very warm?Very caring?Very nice?

Qiao Yue: (covering his face) He is a pervert

Zhong Yuan: (covering his face) He is a prop madman

Wu Zhaoling: (Although he didn't know what was going on, he still covered his face) Him?Eh?Who are you talking about?