torture to the end

Quan Yun didn't know what angered Quan Weicheng, anyway, when Zhong Yuan saw Quan Weicheng coming out of school, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

The two were sitting in the car, Quan Weicheng smoked with the window open, Zhong Yuan knew that he was in a bad mood, so he let him go.

Quan Weicheng smoked three cigarettes in a row, and his sullen expression finally eased down a bit. At this moment, Zhong Yuan asked what happened.

To be able to make Quan Weicheng angry like this, it must be because Quan Yun didn't run away.

Quan Weicheng was also confused by Quan Yun this time, the hand holding the cigarette was trembling, and the cigarette butt burned his fingers several times, Zhong Yuan couldn't stand it anymore, and snatched the cigarette that had burned to the butt from his hand Get down and throw out the car window, "What's the matter, the sky will squeak when it falls."

Quan Weicheng pursed his lips, and leaned against the car seat with his eyes closed, "I really want to strangle that little bastard right now."

"Why, why did that ancestor of your family recruit you?" Zhong Yuan's words were mostly joking.

Quan Weicheng waved his hand, "I'm going to explain it to him today, that little bastard told me to get that girl back..."

Zhong Yuan said, "Just the music teacher your brother chased after?"

"Yeah." Quan Weicheng was really annoyed, he stretched out his finger and pressed his forehead, "That little bastard even told me to kneel down and apologize to him."

Zhong Yuan laughed out loud.

"What the hell should have killed him before he was born!" Quan Weicheng said bitterly, "What is it, I really think I paid his debts in this life."

"Don't be too angry." Zhong Yuan patted Quan Weicheng on the shoulder, "Your family's little ancestor is still young, it's nothing to make a fuss for a few years, young and frivolous, you should take more care--" Zhong Yuan Talking with a smile.

Quan Weicheng threw Zhong Yuan's hand away at once, "Get lost—you are not burdened by such a debt collector, and you won't have back pain when you stand and talk."

Zhong Yuan's hand was opened, but he didn't say anything, looking at Quan Weicheng with an unhappy expression, he just smiled.

"Get the fuck out of here, I'll see who is bothering you now." Quan Weicheng gritted his teeth and said to Zhong Yuan who came closer to him.

Zhong Yuan didn't provoke Quan Weicheng, and asked next to him, "Do you still care about your little ancestor being cleaned up at school?"

Quan Weicheng was furious, and returned without thinking, "Let him be killed, so it won't be an eyesore."

Zhong Yuan also knew that Quan Weicheng was confused, but what he said now was already a kind of decision——Quan Weicheng was not going to take care of the school's Quan Yun affairs. To be honest, Zhong Yuan didn't like to take care of it. The last time Han Jingyu rescued Quan Yun, it just showed that he was not a character to be bullied by others, and those people all went for Quan Yun, and had nothing to do with Han Jingyu.In the future, if he was looking for trouble, he would find Quan Yun. Quan Wei said he didn't care, so he naturally didn't need to intervene.

"Then when are you leaving?" Zhong Yuan knew that it had been almost a month since Quan Weicheng sent him off. If he didn't return to Beijing, something would really happen.

"I said, are you just expecting me to leave?" After hearing Zhong Yuan's words, Quan Weicheng was a little unhappy.

"How can I, I'm not thinking of you." Of course Zhong Yuan would say nice words.

Quan Weicheng snorted, "Then should I say thank you?"

"That's not necessary."

Quan Weicheng stretched out his hand and punched Zhong Yuan in the chest, Zhong Yuan backed away seemingly genuinely or falsely, but the fist still landed on the ground, and along with Quan Weicheng's angry tone, "Don't fuck me so glib. "

Zhong Yuan sat upright.

Quan Weicheng touched another cigarette, lit it up and took a puff, saying, "I should go too."

Zhong Yuan curled his lips and didn't answer.

"I can't control the debt collector in our family." Quan Weicheng smoked fiercely. He felt that this trip, his hair would be turned white by Quan Yun's anger, "From now on, all you can take care of is Take care, if you can't, it depends on his own good fortune... That little beast should be dealt with." After saying this, Quan Weicheng pushed the cigarette into the ashtray in front of the car and dropped it. The front of the car walked back, "Come on, come drink with me."

Zhong Yuan drank too much alcohol these days, "Drink again."

"Don't talk nonsense to me, aren't you a brother?" Quan Weicheng blocked Zhong Yuan back with one sentence.

Zhong Yuan had no choice but to follow.

When the two left, they were probably drunk. This time, Quan Weicheng deliberately poured Zhongyuan into the drink, and Zhongyuan didn't have so many twists and turns, so he was unconsciously drunk by Quan Weicheng. Huh, on the other hand, Quan Weicheng, apart from the drunkenness in his eyes this time, looked very sober.

Quan Weicheng helped Zhong Yuan get into the car, what was rare was that this time Zhong Yuan was still thinking about Han Jingyu, and he was still restless in the back seat of the car, yelling at Quan Weicheng like a drunken maniac.

Quan Weicheng's head hurt from being quarreled by this drunk, and he was also very dizzy, but he was much more awake than Zhong Yuan. After blowing a little cold wind, his face didn't burn so badly.

Zhong Yuan still remembered going to school to pick up Han Jingyu when he was drunk, Quan Weicheng was psychologically bored with that school now, but after hearing Zhong Yuan's yelling several times, he turned the car around and went.

It was around [-]:[-] pm at this time, it was really the rush hour for getting off work, the traffic jam was severe, Quan Weicheng opened the window, stuck his head out and waited for the green light.Zhong Yuan was put in the back seat of the car by him, and now he is already drunk and unconscious.When the car arrived at the school gate, there were not many people left at the school gate, but there was a very eye-catching figure standing beside the flower bed at the school gate, with a two-meter-high stone tablet with Zhu characters behind him.

Quan Weicheng was driving his own car, Han Jingyu didn't know that car, and it wasn't until Quan Weicheng drove the car in front of Han Jingyu that Han Jingyu knew it was for him.

Quan Weicheng saw Han Jingyu from a long distance away, standing at the gate of the school well-behaved, clean and tall, always attracting the attention of some girls.

"Get in the car." Quan Weicheng was drunk, and put away his usual indifference towards strangers, his lips were hooked, and his smooth chest was visible in the slightly opened front of his clothes. "Zhong Yuan is in the car, he asked me to pick you up."

Han Jingyu smelled the smell of alcohol on Quan Weicheng's body. He hadn't drunk for a long time, and he was already somewhat repulsed by this smell.

Quan Weicheng also saw that Han Jingyu was a little disgusted by the smell of alcohol, but there were two alcoholics sitting in this car. Quan Weicheng opened the window, and the front was better, but when Zhong Yuan was lying on the back seat, it was like breaking It smelled like a wine bottle.

Quan Weicheng pushed the car door open, "You sit next to me with the window open."

Han Jingyu was picked up by Zhong Yuan when he came in and out, and he didn't know the way back, so he waited here all the time, and now that the person who picked him up finally came, he didn't have any hesitation.

Seeing Han Jingyu coming in, Quan Weicheng also opened the car window next to Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu was holding two books in his hands, one thick and the other thin. Han Jingyu got into the car and sat next to Quan Weicheng. He lowered his head and looked at the book quietly. Neat lowercase letters, the font is not very sharp, but there is a touch of strokes in it.At this time, the traffic jam on the road was severe, and I stopped several times along the way, and the car smelled of alcohol, although those who knew something did not dare to stop the car with this license plate, Quan Weicheng knew the number.Follow the traffic lights stop and go.

The time at the red light is extraordinarily long, Quan Weicheng seldom experiences this feeling of waiting, now sitting in the car, the night wind outside the car blows his hair, brings coolness, and at the same time he hears the sound of flipping through the books sound.

Quan Weicheng had already glanced at Han Jingyu for countless times along the way, but now he couldn't help but looked over again.

Han Jingyu looked very well-behaved at this time, with books spread out on his lap, his head lowered, and his forehead hair outlined his soft and delicate facial contours.

Quan Weicheng was stunned for a moment, he felt that Han Jingyu looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember it, as if separated by a layer of veil, a layer of fog... He felt that he was in a dream, but he couldn't figure out that he was in a What kind of dream.

Night has fallen, and the night wind is getting stronger.The windows on both sides were open, and the wind blew in, blowing up both of their temples.

A lock of hair from Han Jingyu's temples fell from behind his ears, and Han Jingyu stretched out his hand to pull it behind his ears again. Just such a movement made Quan Weicheng look away with a blushing face.

This road was cut off by the red and green lights, and it seemed surprisingly long, but Quan Weicheng didn't feel a little impatient. He sat beside Han Jingyu, and he felt that the whole person became quiet.

"What are you looking at?" Quan Weicheng asked this question after several hesitations.

Han Jingyu heard Quan Weicheng's voice suddenly, and looked up at him, "Comprehensive English."

It was only then that Quan Weicheng's eyes dared to fall over, "You really love learning."

Han Jingyu acted as if he hadn't heard it.

Quan Weicheng really wanted to talk to Han Jingyu, but those words twirled on his tongue, and then he swallowed them back into his stomach.

When he arrived at the gate of Zhong's house, he didn't say a word of what he really wanted to say.Quan Weicheng bid farewell to Han Jingyu after sending the drunk Zhong Yuan back. It was not that he was not loyal enough, but that he was so impressed by Mr. Zhong's kick in the past, and now he is still a little creepy when he arrives at the gate of Zhong's house. Panic.Quan Weicheng entrusted Zhong Yuan to Han Jingyu, Han Jingyu didn't say anything else, put Zhong Yuan's arm on his shoulder and entered the room.Quan Weicheng squinted his eyes outside and saw them going in before getting in the car and leaving.

Zhong Wei was sitting on the sofa with an ugly expression on his face. The food on the table hadn't been touched. When he heard the door open, Zhong Wei was about to get up and scold Zhong Yuan who came back late, but he didn't expect that it was Han Jingyu who helped Zhong Yuan in.

Zhong Yuan was really drunk. For such a cunning person as Quan Weicheng, he used the wine table to force him to death, and he took it one by one. Now that he drank too much, he was so sad that he hung on Han Jingyu all the time. He lowered his head, and the wine in his stomach gushed out, burning his handsome face red.

Zhong Wei was full of anger when he saw Zhong Yuan, but when he saw Han Jingyu who came back supporting Zhong Yuan, he couldn't express his anger even if he was so angry.

Zhong Wei asked Han Jingyu what was going on, and Han Jingyu just said that Zhong Yuan was drunk with his friends.

Zhong Wei was so angry that he went upstairs without eating dinner. Han Jingyu helped Zhong Yuan upstairs. When Zhong Yuan was helped to bed by Han Jingyu, Zhong Yuan suddenly got up and vomited once. Han Jingyu was going to take him out the door. , Seeing Zhong Yuan in such a mess, he folded back again, took a tissue from his pocket and wiped Zhong Yuan's chin clean, let him go to sleep and pour hot water under it.

The vomit in the room was cleaned up, Han Jingyu poured hot water, helped Zhong Yuan sit up, asked him to rinse his mouth, drank another half cup of hot water, and then put him down again.

Zhong Yuan was also in a daze, and Quan Weicheng had poured him too hard this time, causing him to be shaken by the sight of people.When Zhong Yuan vomited, he felt that there was someone beside him, if that person was his father, it would be fine to see him so cowardly, Zhong Yuan thought so.

He was lying on the bed with a strange smell in his mouth, and he had just vomited it, it was all this smell!

But he didn't have the strength to get up to rinse his mouth.

When Zhong Yuan was in extreme pain, Han Jingyu fed him a cup of hot water, asked him to rinse his mouth, and told him to drink some hot water to make his stomach feel better.

At this time, Zhong Yuan said he was sober, but he was not sober, and he said he was confused, but he was not so confused that no one knew him.But by chance, after being drunk this time, being helped by the person around him to feed him half a cup of hot water, Zhong Yuan instinctively tore off the person's shirt and kissed him.

Zhong Yuan didn't even open his eyes, he just felt an impulse in his heart, and through the strength of the alcohol, that impulse became reality at once.

Han Jingyu, who was putting the cup down, was caught off guard, and Zhong Yuan pulled off his clothes all of a sudden.He was wearing a shirt today, and the buttons of the clothes that Zhong Yuan pulled all of a sudden fell off, exposing most of his chest.Han Jingyu was still in shock, but Zhong Yuan's lips, smelling of alcohol, came up again, and kissed him from the neck up, the hard stubble piercing Han Jingyu's throat was numb and painful.

Zhong Yuan's eyes opened a slit, and the eyes that came out of that slit were blurred by the smell of alcohol. The man who drank alcohol was amazingly strong, and Han Jingyu couldn't react to Zhong Yuan's kiss. Come on, now that he reacted, he bit and pushed him away to stand up, but he didn't do it. Zhong Yuan stretched out his hand to stop his chest and pressed him onto the bed...