torture to the end

In the end it was Zhong Yuan who woke up first, the feeling of hangover was not good, his whole head was about to split open.Zhong Yuan raised his hand to press his forehead, and sat up from the bed. He was sleepy and hadn't even opened his eyes, but he felt a heavy weight on his legs. His lower body was crushed to such a degree that he lost all consciousness.

Zhong Yuan opened his eyes and looked over, what he saw was Quan Weicheng with half of his body lying on his lap.

Zhong Yuan didn't even have the strength to lift his leg to kick him now, so he stretched out his hand to push Quan Weicheng away from his leg.Quan Weicheng, who was pushed away by him, rolled to the side of the bed. The clothes that he hadn't unbuttoned when he slept last night were lifted up because of his poor sleeping posture, revealing his narrow waist.

Zhong Yuan grabbed the thin blanket at hand and put it on Quan Weicheng's body, while he himself sat up with the edge of the bed.

He didn't know where the shoes on his feet went last night, so he could only stand on the ground with bare feet.The belt on the trousers was also loosened, and the whole pair of trousers fell down at the crotch. Zhong Yuan stood by the bed and straightened the belt. The grooming became taller and taller.

There was no sound of people in the room, Zhong Yuan felt hungry at this moment, the feeling of burning stomach while drinking had faded away, leaving only an empty feeling of hunger.

Zhong Yuan opened the door with bare feet and walked outside, opening his mouth to still call the servants in the house, "Mother Yu——"

There was no one in the corridor, and no one responded to him. Zhong Yuan stood on the second floor and looked down, and the servants in the room didn't know where they went.

After drinking so many bottles of wine, the smell of alcohol has just subsided, and his lower abdomen is swollen again. Zhong Yuan walked to the bathroom at the end of the corridor. His head was really hurting. He shook his head while walking. Someone inside had taken a shower, and the water stains on the floor were still wet. Zhong Yuan squinted his eyes and touched it, before he even took a closer look. As soon as he stepped in with his bare feet, he slipped and fell hard on the tiles in the bathroom. .

Zhong Yuan was completely stunned by this fall, he propped himself on the ground with one hand, and didn't get up from the ground for a long time.

Suddenly there was a shadow in front of him, Zhong Yuan squinted his eyes and looked over, and found that there was a person in the bathroom, that person was standing in front of him now, with white arms under the rolled up sleeves, and water stains on his fingers.If someone saw such a embarrassed posture, Zhong Yuan really

For the first time, besides, the person standing in front of him was none other than Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu was washing clothes in the bathroom, and the servants in this room didn't let him do anything. He couldn't get used to being alone, so he went upstairs while the servants were out to mow the lawn. do the laundry.

Because Zhong Yuan was barefoot, there was no sound at all when he came in. Han Jingyu was squatting in the bathroom washing clothes, and suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling, and was startled. When he turned his head, he saw Zhong Yuan trying to get up. source.

Zhong Yuan raised his head and saw Han Jingyu. The situation was so embarrassing that he couldn't react and show a corresponding expression.

Seeing him sitting on the ground, Han Jingyu was really in a state of embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to him. Zhong Yuan stretched out his hand in a daze, and then stood up from the ground relying on Han Jingyu's strength.

That fall really hurt, when Zhong Yuan stood up, his facial features unconsciously distorted a bit, he wanted to reach out to cover his numb buttocks, but he was too embarrassed to do so in front of Han Jingyu.

Seeing Zhong Yuan standing up, Han Jingyu turned his head and continued to wash clothes without saying anything.

When Zhong Yuan was in the military camp, he seldom washed clothes. Now seeing Han Jingyu squatting on the ground scrubbing clothes, he was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Han Jingyu didn't reply to his words, stood up with his wet clothes, and wrung out the water with both hands.

Zhong Yuan also knew that what he asked just now was really stupid, so he changed his words and said, "Just put the dirty clothes here."

Han Jingyu acted as if he didn't hear it, Zhong Yuan walked over and pulled his arm, "You don't need to do this."

Han Jingyu's arms were cold, and the cuffs rolled up to the elbows were still damp. Zhong Yuan grabbed his arm and grabbed the clothes he was holding, threw them into the basin, and dragged Han Jingyu outside Go, he was barefoot at first, but now he walked too fast, and staggered again when he was at the door, Han Jingyu, who was caught by him, raised his hand to help him, Zhong Yuan was very embarrassed, and even looked back at Han Jingyu I dare not face.

Pulling Han Jingyu out of the bathroom, Zhong Yuan turned his head at the door and said to Han Jingyu, "There are people who do these things, you don't need to do them."

Han Jingyu's rolled up sleeves hadn't been put down yet, when Zhong Yuan turned his head, he saw Han Jingyu lowered his head, his strangely supple appearance made his heart tremble, and he unconsciously spoke softer, " You are in this family, you are a member of this family..." Zhong Yuan saw Han Jingyu's slender lips pursed, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not." Han Jingyu lowered his head. The clothes he was wearing were all picked by Mr. Zhong himself. They were too pigmented, but such clothes, when worn on Han Jingyu, really highlighted his clean temperament. come out.

Zhong Yuan's hand was still holding onto Han Jingyu's arm, Han Jingyu's arm was icy cold, and water drops were falling, but Han Jingyu's words were followed by Zhong Yuan's heart.

Zhong Yuan used to have a feeling of ambiguity towards Han Jingyu, pity and guilt. This feeling has been haunting him. Now that Han Jingyu is by his side, the feeling has not dissipated, but has become stronger day by day.

Han Jingyu is already the same height as Zhong Yuan, but because of his body, he is much weaker than Zhong Yuan.

Zhong Yuan grabbed Han Jingyu's arm with one hand, took a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet at the door of the bathroom with the other hand, and put them on. After putting them on, he dragged Han Jingyu downstairs.

It was almost evening now, when Zhong Yuan pulled Han Jingyu down, he saw the servants had just come back from the yard, Zhong Yuan waved them away, and pulled Han Jingyu to sit on the sofa.

I don't know why, Han Jingyu didn't have such strong hostility towards Zhong Yuan at the beginning, but he was always reluctant to talk. When Zhong Yuan teased him twice in the barracks, Han Jingyu would return the same time. In two words, now that the two live under the same roof, they communicate less.

The two sat side by side on a sofa, Zhong Yuan turned his head to look at Han Jingyu, "Han Jingyu."

Han Jingyu lowered his head, his lips still tightly pursed.

Zhong Yuan sighed, stretched out his hand and put down his rolled up sleeves, he felt Han Jingyu's palm was cold, he squeezed it with his own before letting go, "You also know my dad's attitude towards you, We all regard you as our own family, and we can leave those things to the servants at home."

Han Jingyu is not a stone that can't be warmed, he is a piece of ice that is frozen hard, this ice can't touch anything with sparks, and it will start to melt as soon as it touches it.

Zhong Wei was really kind to him, and he always remembered this kindness in his heart, and he even used this kindness to offset the badness that Zhong Yuan once treated him.

Zhong Yuan really loves him, but he has never taken care of others. He thought about how to treat Han Jingyu well, but when he put it into action, he didn't know what to do.

Zhong Yuan grabbed Han Jingyu's hand for a long time, without even realizing it, until Han Jingyu pulled his hand out of it, he let go of his hand in embarrassment.

Han Jingyu didn’t give any response, he was silent and a bit autistic, Zhong Yuan only woke up from a hangover, he wanted to say a lot but couldn’t express it, Han Jingyu didn’t respond to him, so he could only sit beside him and watch with him.The two sat quietly for a while, Zhong Yuan finally couldn't sit still, sighed, stood up and patted Han Jingyu's arm, poured a glass of water and brought it upstairs.

Han Jingyu sat silently on the sofa for a while, then stood up and went out. The lawn in the yard had been pruned, and the trimmed branches were picked up by the servants in baskets. Han Jingyu walked among them, and the others He greeted him with an accent he was not familiar with, but he didn't know how to respond, and his posture looked extremely indifferent.There are seats arranged in the yard, and Han Jingyu sits on them, looking down at his fingers.

He was already used to being alone.

Zhong Yuan, who went upstairs with a glass of water, returned to his room. Quan Weicheng was still sleeping. The thin blanket that he put on when he went out also slipped to the floor. Zhong Yuan was too lazy to pick it up for him, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Quan Weicheng. Weicheng, "Get out—"

Quan Weicheng fell asleep in a daze, and the first thing he did when Zhong Yuan woke him up was to cover his eyes with his arms.

Zhong Yuan saw him getting up, and pushed him harder twice, "It's already afternoon, and you're still sleeping—your brother doesn't care, right?"

Quan Weicheng suddenly heard the word "brother", and a carp sat up straight from the bed without opening his eyes. He grabbed his head with his hands and yelled at Zhong Yuan vaguely, "What time is it? Let's see the time." -"

Zhong Yuan raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, "It's 05:30."

Hearing the sound, Quan Weicheng even opened his eyes now, holding on to the bed and about to jump down, Zhong Yuan put the empty water glass on the bedside table, watching Quan Weicheng hurriedly tidy up his appearance.

If it weren't for the urgent matter, Quan Weicheng really wouldn't show such a gaffe.

The shoes on the two people's feet didn't know where they were pedaling. After Quan Weicheng got up from the bed, he found that his shoes were missing, so he yelled at Zhong Yuan, "Where are the shoes? Where are my shoes?"

Zhong Yuan thought he was noisy, "How would I know."

Quan Weicheng couldn't find it all over the bed, and couldn't find out from Zhong Yuan's place. He lowered his head and bent his body to search in the space of the bed, which made Zhong Yuan very funny.Zhong Yuan asked jokingly, "What's the matter? Burned your butt?"

"The little ancestor of our family - he said yesterday that he was sending him to school today, and now he has fallen asleep." Quan Weicheng is really anxious. Quan Yun is his younger brother. Now that he broke the appointment today, the little ancestor might have to conjure up wild fantasies about his elder brother persecuting his younger brother.

There were four shoes in the bed space, Quan Weicheng fished out two, and one of them was not his, so he threw it out with a shake of his hand.

The pair of shoes hit Zhong Yuan's body, and Zhong Yuan cursed, "Fuck! You have more fucking eyes!" He went over and raised his foot to pat Quan Weicheng's ass.

Quan Weicheng was standing up at that time, and kicked him on the waist. This time, Quan Weicheng glanced at him, and didn't even have time to argue with him. He hurriedly straightened his clothes and said But still unforgiving, "Okay——Zhong Yuan, I remember you today."

"I brought you back from the nightclub last night, why can't you remember it?" Zhong Yuan, as if joking with him, took out a cigarette from the drawer of the cabinet, lit it and was about to put it in his mouth, but It was snatched by Quan Weicheng.

Quan Weicheng directly put it in his mouth, took a sip, and sat on the bed with his cigarette butt in his mouth, and began to put on his shoes.

"What the hell are you tempered." Zhong Yuan got angry when he was robbed of his cigarettes.

Quan Weicheng bit his cigarette butt, and his words were a little vague, "Sober up for me, I'm going to drive there soon——"

"It's already this time, why are you still looking for your younger brother?" Zhong Yuan asked.

After putting on his shoes, Quan Weicheng stood up and stomped his feet, "It's not like you don't know the temper of our little ancestor, if I report to him, he might cause me some trouble again. "Speaking of that, Quan Weicheng gave Zhong Yuan another white look, "A bachelor like you who has no wife or son must not understand it."

Zhong Yuan had just been busy arguing with Quan Weicheng, now when he heard what Quan Weicheng said, something flashed through his mind.

Quan Weicheng walked in front of him, pressed the half-smoked cigarette butt in the ashtray at the door, and said to Zhong Yuan, "One more——"

Zhong Yuan knew that he was really in a hurry, so he brought him another cigarette and lit it. Quan Weicheng took the cigarette in his mouth, patted Zhong Yuan on the shoulder and left.

Zhong Yuan stood in the room, thinking about the things that flashed through his mind just now, after thinking for a while, Zhong Yuan's face suddenly changed.

He remembered!

Yesterday he promised his father that he would send Han Jingyu to school today, but now he fell asleep!

As soon as Zhong Yuan patted his head, he turned his head and went outside to find Han Jingyu.He came here today, Han Jingyu wouldn't think he did it on purpose, would he?The more he thought about Zhong Yuan, the more he panicked, he didn't know that his current appearance was the same as Quan Weicheng's.

The author has something to say:

After Quan Weicheng snatched Zhong Yuan's cigarette...

Zhong Yuan: Fuck, what a dog temper! (I silently light another cigarette)

After Quan Weicheng robbed Han Jingyu...

Zhong Yuan: (throws the gun) Come on, come on——If it’s a man, we’ll fight!

After Zhong Yuan robbed Quan Weicheng's younger brother...

Quan Weicheng: (crying with joy) Zhong Yuan, you are really my good brother!

Quan Yun: (youyou) Why is the difference in being a human being so big...why is it so big...so big...big...