torture to the end

Because Han Jingyu was tall and stood in front of Zhong Yuan who was sitting on the bed, Zhong Yuan didn't see Quan Weicheng's strange expression.

Zhong Yuan grabbed Han Jingyu's hand from behind. He cherished even the grip and didn't dare to use force, as if he was just hooking Han Jingyu's fingers. Han Jingyu turned his head to look at him. Zhong Yuan stood up and pulled He let go of his hand, and changed to tidying up the neckline for Han Jingyu.There were bruises on Han Jingyu's neck, when Zhong Yuan saw it, his heart throbbed in pain, and for some reason he began to regret the decision to ask Han Jingyu to take care of that matter.It stands to reason that he shouldn't regret it.

"How did you get hurt so badly?" Zhong Yuan rolled up Han Jingyu's neckline, exposing the wound to the outside, avoiding the pain of rubbing against the fabric.

Han Jingyu tilted his head to the side a little uncomfortable, "There are dozens of people on the other side, and they didn't dodge."

Zhong Yuan took his hand back, and Quan Weicheng, who was standing at the door, had already suppressed the weird look on his face. He walked behind Han Jingyu and asked Zhong Yuan, "Who is this?"

In fact, Zhong Yuan should have introduced Han Jingyu to Quan Weicheng a long time ago, but for some reason, he deliberately wanted to avoid it every time. Now that it was inevitable, Zhong Yuan became open-minded instead. "This is Han Jingyu."

Quan Weicheng seemed familiar with Han Jingyu's face, but he was very familiar with his name. He nodded thoughtfully, "Oh, you are Han Jingyu?" What he said was not malicious, and even a little close However, Quan Weicheng hid his thoughts too well, saying this now is really cold.

Zhong Yuan couldn't see what Quan Weicheng was thinking at this time, he thought that Quan Weicheng was really as cold as he showed, "Hey, what do you mean by that? The injury on Han Jingyu's body is all because of you Little brother, you just say this when you come up..."

Quan Weicheng frowned at the first word Zhong Yuan said, "What did I say?"

Zhong Yuan stopped in front of Han Jingyu, his mouth parted like a smile, "I'm not afraid of you talking."

Quan Weicheng was happy, "I said you are like protecting a calf..."

"Don't be blind to me." Zhong Yuan grabbed Han Jingyu's hand, turned his head to look at Han Jingyu, "Look for yourself, should you give some indication of his injuries?"

Quan Weicheng was very happy when he heard Zhong Yuan's words, "What do you want me to express?"

"At least you have to pay for medical expenses or something." Zhong Yuan was just talking nonsense, would he be short of such a small amount of money?He just felt that it wasn't worth it for Han Jingyu to suffer for that brat of the Quan family!

Quan Weicheng has nothing to refute, originally, he was injured in order to protect his younger brother, although he didn't see those wounds, but hearing what Zhong Yuan said, this means that he has to show it. "It's a trivial matter not to pay for the medical expenses. In the future, if he goes to Beijing, I'll be the host..."

"Don't play with me with bad checks!" Zhong Yuan didn't accept the slightest bit of affection, "You have to be mean even if you are small, don't talk nonsense to me, just bring me the money."

It was the first time for Quan Weicheng to see Zhong Yuan being so aggressive, but this reason was taken by others. What could he say? Quan Weicheng reached into his arms and took out the wallet. It's a row of shiny cards.Quan Weicheng originally planned to take the money, but Zhong Yuan snatched his wallet all of a sudden, took out a card from it, stuffed it into Han Jingyu's hand, and then threw the wallet to Quan Wei become.

"I said, isn't it easy for you to get it?" The card has an overdraft limit of 100 million, which is a relatively small amount.

Zhong Yuan grabbed Han Jingyu's hand, put the card in his heart into Han Jingyu's hand, turned his face to Quan Weicheng, "Shouldn't you give it?"

Quan Weicheng glanced at Han Jingyu, he hid his thoughts well, saw that Han Jingyu seemed to refuse, pursed his lips, and smiled, "This is indeed what I should give, you take it .”

Han Jingyu's hand was pinched by Zhong Yuan, and Zhong Yuan's palm was terribly hot, and he could feel the astonishing heat through a card.Han Jingyu's body temperature is a little low, and he always feels a little uncomfortable when he comes into contact with such a temperature all of a sudden.

Zhong Yuan thought he was going to reject the card, "Did you hear that, this is what you should get. Put it away——"

Han Jingyu frowned, only then did Zhong Yuan see that there was something wrong with his face. Looking at Han Jingyu's hand held by him, it turned out that there was a bruise on the wrist. It's this expression.

Zhong Yuan immediately let go of his hand, and the card that was forcefully handed to Han Jingyu also fell to the ground, Zhong Yuan only looked at the wound on his hand, feeling guilty and distressed, "Why are you so stupid, I scratched you I don't know how to snort—" With such a reproachful tone on his mouth, Han Jingyu's hand was already cupped in his hands, "Why is there no medicine here?"

Han Jingyu pulled his hand out, "It's okay."

Zhong Yuan frowned and wanted to argue with him. Quan Weicheng, who was standing on the side, had already bent down, picked up the card on the ground, looked at it for a while, passed in front of Zhong Yuan, and handed it to him. Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu looked at him, and he bent his lips towards Han Jingyu, "Take it."

Han Jingyu didn't give him any face, "I don't want it."

Quan Weicheng was very surprised, and Zhong Yuan was not allowed to speak, so he asked, "Why not?"

Conversing with Han Jingyu is a very boring thing. He is unwilling to explain everything clearly to strangers, and the words he speaks seem blunt and impersonal, "There is no reason."

Zhong Yuan just felt sorry for Han Jingyu's injury and wanted to ask for an explanation for him. Now that Han Jingyu refused, he didn't say anything, and pushed Quan Weicheng's hand, "If you don't want it, then don't."

Quan Weicheng was a little embarrassed at this moment, but Zhong Yuan was used to being rough and crazy, and he was crazy with Quan Weicheng, but he forgot Quan Weicheng's current temper.Zhong Yuan's thoughts were all on Han Jingyu, but Quan Weicheng was by his side, so he was really embarrassed to say some things.He pulled Han Jingyu and asked, "Are there any classes in the afternoon?"

Han Jingyu has only come to this school not long ago, how can he find out.

Zhong Yuan asked this question because he wanted to separate Quan Weicheng. For some reason, he usually gets along well with Han Jingyu, but once Quan Weicheng is around him, he always feels a little helpless, "I'll take you there Attend class."

As soon as Quan Weicheng took the card back, he saw Zhong Yuan pulling Han Jingyu outside.

Zhong Yuan waved to Quan Weicheng, "You go back first, I will send him to class."

This reason is very good, Quan Weicheng really did not follow.

Zhong Yuan pulled Han Jingyu out of the infirmary. There were not many people in the school at this time. Zhong Yuan and Han Jingyu walked in the bamboo forest of the school.

Zhong Yuan originally walked very fast, but after entering the bamboo forest, he walked very slowly, and Han Jingyu walked beside him without saying a word.This is not the way to the classroom, Han Jingyu didn't ask, and Zhong Yuan didn't explain.

When the two of them walked into the pavilion, Zhong Yuan stopped suddenly, the surroundings of the pavilion were very quiet, not even the wind.

Zhong Yuan exhaled slowly, "Han Jingyu."

Han Jingyu didn't answer, he stood beside Zhong Yuan, as if looking at the bamboos on both sides of the road.

What Zhong Yuanfang couldn't say because of Quan Weicheng's presence, now he can finally say it when there are only two people left, "Why did you get together today?"

Han Jingyu didn't expect Zhong Yuan to ask this question, it was Zhong Yuan who asked him to save Quan Yun, why would he ask such a question now?

Zhong Yuan also seemed to be aware of his capriciousness in front of Han Jingyu, "In the future, don't listen to me. That boy from the Quan family, you are good enough if you don't get beaten up... No more..." He was the one who asked Han Jingyu to save Quan Yun, so it's ridiculous to say that now, "It's too late to say that now."

Han Jingyu stood quietly in front of Zhong Yuan. If Zhong Yuan hadn't seen Han Jingyu's body full of injuries in the infirmary just now, he would have thought that Han Jingyu was safe and sound.

In the past, he felt that Han Jingyu was distressing, but now that he has met him, he feels even more distressed.Say nothing, be quiet, pretend nothing happened——

"In the future, if you are injured like today, just say a word and let me know." Zhong Yuan knew that if he hadn't gone to the infirmary, Han Jingyu would really act as if nothing happened.In such innocence, many things were missed by him.

Han Jingyu never answered.

Zhong Yuan was already in his thirties, but he was always a bit cramped in front of Han Jingyu, which always made him say a lot of things that he couldn't say before, "Have all the wounds on your body been treated with medicine?"

Han Jingyu gave an 'hmm'.

"Do you have any on your legs?"

Han Jingyu said flatly, "No."

"Yeah." Zhong Yuan finally felt a little more at ease, "I'll take you to class."

This time, Han Jingyu rejected him straightforwardly, "No need."

Zhong Yuan was very surprised all of a sudden, Han Jingyu hadn't rejected him even a few days ago, why did he become so guarded all of a sudden? "Do you know classrooms?"

Han Jingyu said, "I know."

Zhong Yuan knew that Han Jingyu had clearly refused, and he was a little flustered, but he didn't dare to show it. The panic was inexplicable, and he couldn't help but try to ignore it, "Then you go by yourself. I'll come after class." pick you up-"

Han Jingyu turned around and walked outside, Zhong Yuan looked at his back, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart...

In the evening, Zhong Yuan came to pick up Han Jingyu, and the two of them sat in the car without saying a word.

Zhong Yuan has been looking at Han Jingyu's face from the rearview mirror, Han Jingyu tilted his head, outside the car is the dark sky and the neon lights that can't wait to light up, such a colorful light fills the entire night.

Zhong Yuan always felt that something was missing. He wanted to talk to Han Jingyu, but he also felt that Han Jingyu didn't like talking to him.

The two went back to Zhong's house in silence, and Zhong Wei went out again. There was reheated food on the table, and there was no need for Zhong Yuan to order. Han Jingyu had already washed his hands, and sat at the table to eat in silence.Zhong Yuan sat on the other side of him, watching Han Jingyu finish the meal and dishes in front of him quietly, and then went upstairs quietly.

Zhong Yuan always felt empty in his heart.

Han Jingyu went upstairs and never came down again. As usual, he returned to his room as soon as he entered the door. Zhong Yuan was rarely at home at that time, and even when he came back for dinner sometimes, he turned around and went out again. Of course, he didn't know about Han Jingyu's habit, and now Han Jingyu's actions always made him feel a kind of indifference that was deliberately distanced.

Zhong Yuan sat on the sofa for a while, the TV was on, and he didn't see anything in it.On the contrary, any sound from upstairs can make his mind tense up.

Han Jingyu ate a bowl of rice at night, which was much more than usual, but such a portion was not enough for a young man of his age. Zhong Yuan always felt that Han Jingyu ate too little, and the little amount made him feel uncomfortable. uncomfortable.

He felt ashamed, so he felt that everything Han Jingyu did was taking revenge on him.

Distractedly watching TV downstairs for an hour, Zhong Yuan finally couldn't help going upstairs, Han Jingyu's room was next to his room, Zhong Yuan originally wanted to go straight to his own room when he went upstairs, I don't know why , as soon as he came up, he saw the half-closed door of Han Jingyu's room, so he couldn't help pushing the door open and walking in.

There was no one in the room, and the coat that Han Jingyu was wearing today was hanging on the coat rack. The coat was black and smelled like iodine.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan heard the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Oh, Han Jingyu is taking a shower.

Zhong Yuan thought of the bruises on Han Jingyu's body, and went back to his room to search for a medicine box. The medicine box was full of things. Zhong Yuan brought all the medicine boxes here, and sat on the bedside of Han Jingyu's bed. On the chair, I took out the iodine and cotton swabs in the medicine box and put them on the bedside cabinet.

Zhong Yuan put all the medicine boxes on the bedside, stood up to go out, but saw the door in front of him was pushed open suddenly.Han Jingyu, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, stood at the door. He didn't seem to expect that Zhong Yuan was standing at the door, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized it.Zhong Yuan should be embarrassed at this moment, but he saw a bruise on the bend of Han Jingyu's leg.Zhong Yuan only saw a corner of the large trace, and the rest was covered by the snow-white towel.

Seeing that Zhong Yuan had no intention of avoiding it, Han Jingyu pretended to dodge, but unexpectedly Zhong Yuan grabbed his arm and dragged him into the room.

"You..." Of course, Han Jingyu's strength is not as strong as Zhong Yuan's. Before he could react, he was already sitting on the bed under Zhong Yuan's pressure.Han Jingyu was about to stand up as soon as he sat down, and there was already a little irritation in his tone, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Yuan didn't flinch anymore, he frowned and looked at the bruise on Han Jingyu's leg, "Didn't you say there was no injury on his leg?"

After hearing Zhong Yuan's words, Han Jingyu couldn't tell the difference at once, and tightened his legs to hide the wound.

Zhong Yuan squatted in front of him, holding his ankle with one hand, his brows were originally sharp, but now from bottom to top, his gaze was even more stern, "Don't move—"

Han Jingyu's ankle was tightly grasped by him, why did he move?

Zhong Yuan pulled Han Jingyu's legs straight, and Han Jingyu supported the edge of the bed with both hands, watching Zhong Yuan's movements with frowns.

Han Jingyu had just taken a bath, his whole body was covered with dampness, his toes were reddened by the hot water, and being pressed by Zhong Yuan on his legs, he looked even more delicate and fair.

Zhong Yuan grabbed Han Jingyu's ankle with one hand, took a cotton swab from the table with the other hand, dipped it in iodine and wiped it on Han Jingyu's bruise.He didn't pay attention to the severity of that blow, Han Jingyu straightened his legs in pain.

Zhong Yuan only felt that Han Jingyu's legs were white and straight, and when they were placed in his arms, pressing on his chest, it made people's hearts beat non-stop.That slap of Han Jingyu happened to hit Zhong Yuan's chest, and Zhong Yuan, who was applying iodine to Han Jingyu, was moved by that slap. When he looked up and saw Han Jingyu biting his lip, he felt dazed for a moment. , Hastily lowered his head not daring to look again.

After all, it was just a moment, Zhong Yuan calmed down immediately, and concentrated on rubbing the medicine on Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu was also much more supple, with one leg resting on Zhong Yuan's knee, waiting for Zhong Yuan to finish applying the medicine and loosen his ankle, before he hastily bent his legs and retracted back to the bed.

Zhong Yuan was still holding a cotton swab dyed purple, "What are you doing hiding so fast? Show me if your leg is still hurt—"

Without waiting for Zhong Yuan to finish speaking, Han Jingyu bit his lip and said, "No more!"

This time Zhong Yuan didn't believe it, he stood up and pressed him directly, Han Jingyu was startled by his movement and turned over to run, but he didn't expect Zhong Yuan to move faster, pinching his arm with one hand and pressing him down.

Zhong Yuan's voice was full of emotion, "Let me see, lest you want to lie to me again."

One hand of Han Jingyu was being pressed, and the bent elbow of the other hand was touching Zhong Yuan's chest. Zhong Yuan didn't even realize that the posture of the two of them was too ambiguous.

The bath towel was lifted, revealing the skin that was a little whiter than the calf.

Zhong Yuan lowered his head and looked seriously. His whole body was pressed against Han Jingyu's body, and his whole body was like a cage, locking Han Jingyu up.

There was indeed a broken skin on Han Jingyu's thigh. Zhong Yuan applied medicine to him, pressed him down again, and then got up to let Han Jingyu go.

Han Jingyu waited for him to get up together, his whole body was like a spring, he sat up from the bed quickly, covered his body with the lifted towel, and faced Zhong Yuan in a very guarded posture.

Zhong Yuan threw the cotton swab in his hand into the trash can, "Rest after wiping the medicine."

After saying this, Zhong Yuan turned around and left.

The author has something to say:

Facing a year of dried sweet potatoes, I think I should still struggle...

small theater:

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Quan Weicheng (silently put away the maid outfit): ...