torture to the end

Han Jingyu naturally didn't know about these things, and there were very few words Zhong Yuancong said to him after he came back.

It's not that he didn't notice it, and it wasn't that he didn't feel a little bit lost.

Zhong Wei took him to many places, most of which were very boring places as Zhong Yuan said, and the things that two old people talked about together were definitely not something that people of Han Jingyu's age could intervene in.Most of the time, Han Jingyu put on a posture of listening, and then drifted to nowhere in the corner of his mind.

Zhong Wei told him that he had to adjust his position in the Zhong family.Han Jingyu could only be silent when he heard this, what is he at Zhong's house?

Mr. Zhong treated him too well, so he didn't want to think about how he would be treated the day the lie was exposed.

The people Zhong Wei brought him to meet today were very young, and the old people introduced by him and Zhong Wei were very different.And this person is an acquaintance.

When Han Jingyu saw this person, it took him a long time to remember.It seems that the impression of this person has been so far away that it seems that half a lifetime has passed.

That person recognized him immediately.

The man also came with an old man, who was sitting in a wheelchair, haggard, but with clear and wise eyes.

When Mr. Zhong walked over, the young man pushing the wheelchair greeted him first, "Grandpa Zhong."

There was a bit of a smile on Zhong Wei's cold face, "Liu's mouth is really likable."

The appearance of this person is different from the lazy one Han Jingyu saw, he stood quietly and elegantly.All the evil spirits in her body were gone, and she looked as gentle as a piece of jade.

"Mr. Zhong is here." The old man in the wheelchair stretched out his hand, and Zhong Wei also reached out to shake his hand.

Zhong Wei seemed to be very familiar with him, and there was a bit of concern in his tone, "How is Mr. Liu's health recently?"

The old man said, "With a handful of old bones, I still hope that something will happen."

"Hey, how can you say that. I think you are very energetic." Zhong Wei said.

The old man said, "I can't compare to you, I'm old and useless."

The two old men talked about the past, and it was not as boring as the business-like exchanges that Han Jingyu usually saw. Han Jingyu was still listening to these, but the person who was standing opposite him turned his eyes on him .

The two old men talked for a long time, then the topic suddenly changed and fell on Han Jingyu.

Seeing that Han Jingyu was following Zhong Wei, the old man asked, "Who is this?"

Zhong Wei was inconvenient to speak too openly, so he said something vaguely, "Family."

The old man didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at Han Jingyu with more scrutiny.

Han Jingyu's eyes were calm, showing no emotion.

The two old people talked about the past again, and Han Jingyu saw Zhong Wei, who was usually serious and rigid, showing a bit of youthful lightness.

"Okay, okay, don't let the younger generation make fun of you." The old man also felt that the conversation between the two of them was too damaging to the image.

Zhong Wei also knew that he had shown too much emotion that he shouldn't have, so he shouted, "Jing Yu, go sit outside for a while."

The old man in the wheelchair also turned his head to talk to the person behind him, and the young and handsome boy followed Han Jingyu out.

This house is like a courtyard house in old Beijing. When you come out from the main room, you will find a large courtyard with rockery and flowing water, lotus ponds and willow trees. Han Jingyu felt that the scenery was unique when he entered. The young man who came out suddenly lost his seriousness in the room just now, followed behind Han Jingyu, and walked around in front of him after a while, staring at Han Jingyu's face, his eyes narrowed as if smiling.

"I didn't expect to see you." What he didn't finish probably meant that he didn't expect to see you here.

Han Jingyu didn't have a good impression of him, and finally looked up at his face after avoiding him several times to no avail.

Liu Yao parted his lips, and this appearance coincided with the one in Han Jingyu's impression.

Han Jingyu didn't want to have a word with him, so he turned around and left, but he didn't expect that person to come around him again.

Han Jingyu frowned, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Unexpectedly, as if Liu Yao didn't hear his questioning, a pair of brown almost transparent eyes were almost close to him, and Han Jingyu backed away again.

Liu Yao is very excited now, and there is no reason for this excitement.

He turned a blind eye to Han Jingyu's disgust and defense.Just focus on looking at his features, how he responds to his approach.

Liu Yao stretched out his hand and rubbed his fingers together, "Do you want to play a game?"

Han Jingyu just thought he was baffled.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Liu Yao thought of the bet to seduce him, "Why, come and play a game, if you win, I promise you something."

Han Jingyu couldn't get around it, it was as if this person was entangled with him.

Liu Yao has always believed that there is no one who does not gamble, only those who are not willing to gamble if the bet is not attractive enough.And he wanted to gamble with Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu only finds him annoying and haunting.

"Do you want to play?" Liu Yao and Han Jingyu looked at each other.Han Jingyu's eyes are as beautiful as his hands.

Han Jingyu used a short moment to confirm the truth of what he said, but the fact is that people like Liu Yao cannot use normal people's thinking to speculate at all.

"You promised me one thing?" Han Jingyu repeated.

Liu Yao nodded, "En."

Han Jingyu just wanted to get rid of this person in the fastest way, "Okay, let's play."

Liu Yao suddenly took his hand.

Han Jingyu was about to pull out his hand, but Liu Yao had already grabbed his hand and led him into an attic.It is the kind of attic used to enshrine Buddha statues in ancient times. It is divided into upper, middle and lower floors. It looks classical and solemn from the outside.

There is a set of tables and chairs on the first floor, which are very antique large pear wood chairs, very similar to antiques. After Liu Yao came in, he let go of his hand, and then walked around behind the curtain of the attic. Han Jingyu After waiting for a while, I saw Liu Yao coming out holding a wooden box. The wooden box was exquisitely carved and the runes were lifelike.

Liu Yao put it on the table, and when he opened it, it was a box of mahjong made of ivory.

This mahjong was much finer than the one Liu Yao showed him last time, and the texture was softer. Liu Yao poured the mahjong pieces all over the table, and Han Jingyu didn't know what tricks he was going to play.

After Liu Yao poured out the full ivory mahjong, he asked Han Jingyu, "What are you playing?"

Han Jingyu replied, "As you wish."

"Blackjack?" Liu Yao was talking about the most common game in casinos.

Han Jingyu said, "OK."

Liu Yao stood still and stared at Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu was feeling weird when he heard Liu Yao say, "Come here."

Han Jingyu stretched out his hand and began to stack the mahjong pieces in front of him, and Liu Yao's eyes fell on his hand.

Han Jingyu's finger joints are slender, and they look really beautiful.Liu Yao didn't even blink his eyes, it was as if he broke out of a certain state when Han Jingyu frowned and asked him if he was still playing.

Blackjack guesses the number of points.Five cards, one chicken, southeast, northwest, fortune, etc. are not counted, and the counts of two pies and three of a kind are superimposed, and the final number must be greater than or equal to 21 points.Otherwise, it is considered a loss.

This is a very common way of playing in casinos. Han Jingyu used to play like this with others, and it took more thought than guessing cards.

Liu Yao made a gesture of invitation, "You go first."

Han Jingyu didn't refuse, his hand slid from the first row to the last sheet of the last row, and when he opened it, it was black.

Liu Yao counted, "Eight." Then he reached out and touched a card, which was also an eight.

Both of them were standing, and when they lowered their heads, no one could see the other clearly. Liu Yao stared at Han Jingyu's fingers without blinking, watching his fingers turn over the remaining cards.

Han Jingyu has played too much, even if he hasn't played for a long time, he is not unfamiliar.Five cards with a total of 27 points.

Liu Yao is only inferior to him, 26.

The two did not draw an empty card.

"You lost." Han Jingyu said when Liu Yao turned over the last card.

Liu Yao's voice was brisk, and it sounded a bit joyful, "Well, I lost."

"You have to promise me one thing." Han Jingyu said.

Liu Yao nodded, "Say it."

Han Jingyu said, "Stop dangling in front of me."

Liu Yao blinked his eyes.

"Didn't understand?" Han Jingyu asked.

Liu Yao replied, "Understood."

Han Jingyu said, "That's good." Then he turned his head and left the attic.

Liu Yao waited for Han Jingyu to walk a long way before looking down at the cards turned out by his hand. After looking at them for a long time, he said regretfully, "Almost." Then he waved his hand, and made a pile of neatly mixed ivory mahjong .

Liu Yao really did what he said, and when Han Jingyu left the old house with Zhong Wei, he never saw him again.

Zhong Wei asked him, "What did you do with that kid from the Liu family this afternoon?"

Han Jingyu said, "We talked a few words together, and then he left."

Zhong Wei didn't delve into it, but nodded.Probably he didn't expect Han Jingyu to know Liu Yao either.

When Han Jingyu and Zhong Wei went back, Zhong Yuan was reading financial newspapers on the sofa, and Zhong Wei raised his eyebrows when he saw him so calm.

Zhong Yuan had been sitting there reading the boring newspapers before standing up. At that time, Han Jingyu and Zhong Wei had already gone to the table for dinner. Zhong Wei didn't see a woman today, so he asked.

Zhong Yuan replied casually, "I went out to deal with some personal matters."

Mr. Zhong made a 'hmm' sound.

Han Jingyu at the dining table was as quiet as before, and there was no disturbance during the meal. After the meal, everyone who lived a regular life went upstairs to rest.

The lights in Mr. Zhong's room were extinguished first, followed by those in Han Jingyu's room.

In the middle of the night, Zhong Yuan got up from the bed, put on some clothes and stood on the balcony.He has probably never been able to sleep at night because of his full stomach.

Then, he saw the lights in Han Jingyu's room turned on.

Han Jingyu was woken up by a nightmare, which can't even be called a nightmare, but just some things in the past, some people and things that he didn't recall for a long, long time and thought he had forgotten.

When Zhong Yuan heard the sound of the window opening, he frantically turned off the light in his room.

Han Jingyu's room is opposite to the woman's room, and Zhong Yuan is sleeping in the woman's room now, so close, so he can feel even the slightest sound.

Han Jingyu woke up and didn't feel sleepy for a while. He opened the window and stood by the window.

Zhong Yuan could see Han Jingyu's appearance from the side of the pitch-black area.

Han Jingyu's face was very pale, and his eyes were not as calm as he usually saw beyond his age.Looking sideways from that angle, the light softened Han Jingyu's facial contours to an unreasonable degree.

Zhong Yuan stared at him blankly.

Han Jingyu dreamed of a person, it was an indefinable nightmare between a dream and a nightmare.He woke up with a sore heart and a cold sweat.Especially when you find yourself in the dark, so frightened and helpless.

Turned on the light, but still couldn't calm down the mood at the moment.

Night always reveals more of a person's truth.Truth without any hypocrisy.

Han Jingyu is not a very strong person in his bones, he forced himself to be tough, forced himself to be strong.But in such a late night, just waking up from a nightmare, no disguise can make him unbreakable.

Zhong Yuan only felt that Han Jingyu looked very immature at this moment.This childishness made his heart almost overflow with love and pity for the weak.

Han Jingyu stood by the window for a quarter of an hour, and Zhong Yuan watched him close the window and turn off the light, as if he also used those things to wrap up the weakness in his bones.