torture to the end

Liu Yao sent Qiao Yue, the ancestor, away, and called the beaten people in the store, and gave him a pacification fee to deal with it, and that's all.

Liu Yao didn't expect that Qiao Yue would come to Wuhan. He was thinking about Qiao Yue all the way back. He was notorious for his surly temper. He was weird and hard to fathom.He came to Shanghai this time, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts he had in mind.

He is still worrying, but he doesn't know that his residence has been messed up.

Zhong Yuan didn't want to look at that person's face, and he was encroaching on his own. He wasn't a gentle person in the first place, and he didn't care whether the people under him could bear it or not when he was happy.

Han Jingyu's posture was awkward, his hands cut back were numb with pain because of this posture, Zhong Yuan pressed on him, the weight of his whole body seemed to penetrate into his body, Han Jingyu was so tossed by his movements that he couldn't breathe, The breath is cloudy and heavy.

Zhong Yuan only felt that his vibrato trembling vaguely in the panting made him shake, and he couldn't help leaning down to lean against Han Jingyu's cheek to listen to his panting.

Han Jingyu's panting voice was blocked in his throat and was indistinct. Zhong Yuan saw the string passing behind his ear, and the string was strung behind his head, blocking his voice.

Zhong Yuan only thought that this was also Liu Yao's trick, and now he wanted to hear that person's voice, so he casually ticked off the ring.

Han Jingyu coughed and spat out the contents of his mouth. He also knew that Zhong Yuan was approaching, but felt that the tight skin without gaps made him sick. He saw Zhong Yuan approaching his temples. Suddenly, an extremely violent resistance broke out, and he opened his mouth and bit Zhong Yuan's ear. Zhong Yuan had his eyes closed at first, but he couldn't help grunting in pain after being bitten by Han Jingyu.

Han Jingyu was as ruthless as wanting to tear off his flesh and blood.

Zhong Yuan's eyes darkened in pain, and he didn't even look at the face of the man in front of him, he pinched the man's neck and pulled him away.

After Han Jingyu was pulled away by him, he fell hard on the bed, and the blood from Zhong Yuan's body stained his chin.

Zhong Yuan covered his ears with his hands, he was in great pain, and he stood up from the bed regardless of his naked embarrassment.

He didn't expect this person to dare to bite him, and his voice trembled with pain, "You are a fucking dog, aren't you?" In his eyes, even if this person is somewhat similar to Han Jingyu, he can't replace Han Jingyu.In the final analysis, this person is nothing more than a person who makes money by selling his body.

Han Jingyu, who was curled up on the bed, suddenly broke out into a burst of laughter, cold sweat dripping down his face covered by his disheveled hair, his laughter was so sharp that he couldn't help coughing violently.

Zhong Yuan's scalp was numb from the shock of the sudden laughter, and the arm of the person who fell on the bed was already purple from being strangled, he could only lie down in an extremely uncomfortable position when he struggled free.

Zhong Yuan never looked at his face, he wanted to imagine him as another person in his heart.But now, the familiar voice of this person made him flustered.

Han Jingyu choked on the blood in his mouth and entered his trachea, coughing and trembling.

Zhong Yuan looked at the person on the bed who was curled up even tighter, and felt his whole body was stiff.Han Jingyu couldn't even cough, and white turbidity slowly overflowed from between his slowly curled up legs.

Han Jingyu didn't say a word, he didn't move as if he was dead.

Zhong Yuan didn't have a thread on his body, but he never felt as cold as he is now.

Zhong Yuan's fingertips were trembling, he stretched out his hand and brushed away the forehead hair covering the man's face, revealing a pale face, Han Jingyu's eyes also opened, those gray eyes just looked at Zhong Yuan with.

When Zhong Yuan caught his gaze, he felt that his whole body was going to be frozen by the cold.The bone-piercing cold invaded his body little by little, causing his heart to be frozen to the point of splitting.

He wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say a word.

Han Jingyu's lips and teeth were still stained with his blood, which was set off by his pale face, showing a soul-stirring evil spirit.

Zhong Yuan's ears were covered with blood, and the blood flowed down from his neck, winding half of his body.

Han Jingyu looked at him and smiled.

Zhong Yuan wanted to call his name, but felt that his voice was dry and inexplicable.

"Zhong Yuan." After all, Han Jingyu did not keep silent, he looked at Zhong Yuan, and suddenly called Zhong Yuan's name.

Zhong Yuan opened his mouth to respond, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Han Jingyu smiled very brightly, and Zhong Yuan saw tears falling from his eyes.

Zhong Yuan looked at the tears one by one, flustered and inexplicable, he didn't know how to explain this matter, he just watched Han Jingyu's tears fall one by one, he felt very heartbroken just now. The anger and physical pleasure brought about by the pain were all wiped away. He couldn't see Han Jingyu's tears, so he reached out to wipe them for him. His voice trembled in panic, "Don't cry, don't cry..."

After Zhong Yuan wiped away the cold sweat and tears from Han Jingyu's face, he thought of the layers of restraints on Han Jingyu's body. He stretched out his hand to untie him, his fingers were trembling, and he was afraid to scream when he touched Han Jingyu's worn wrist several times. He hurts.

Naturally, Han Jingyu couldn't feel the slight pain anymore.His whole heart was numb.

Zhong Yuan untied the rope on his body, rubbed Han Jingyu's purple arm from his fingertips, he didn't have time to wear his own clothes, and half knelt by the bed to help Han Jingyu's already stiff arm loosen.

"You asked Liu Yao to tie me here?" Han Jingyu's hand was held in the palm of Zhong Yuan's, but his heart couldn't be covered.

Zhong Yuan quickly wanted to explain, "I didn't..." He didn't know that Han Jingyu would be in Liu Yao's room.

Han Jingyu didn't listen to him at all, he pulled his hand out of Zhong Yuan's hand after he felt it. Zhong Yuan didn't know what kind of obsession it was, but when he saw Han Jingyu's hand pulled out of his palm, he felt as if there was something When he was about to lose it, he grabbed Han Jingyu's hand again. Han Jingyu had no strength in his whole body, and he couldn't break free at all.

"You should know what Quan Yun did to me." Han Jingyu calmed down at this moment.

Zhong Yuan was startled, speechless.he knows.

Han Jingyu already had his own measure in his heart, he guessed that Zhong Yuan knew about this matter, now seeing his silence like this, his heart became half cold, and then half cold again.

"You took me over from Wuhan, let me study, let me draw, and told me that this is my home." Han Jingyu's fingertips were covered with heat, but his heart was even colder. The weakness he tried to hide was no longer at this moment. He couldn't hide it, even though his eyes were still full of fierceness, the water in his eyes was still flickering, "Zhong Yuan, what's the point of doing this?"

His every word is clearly audible.Zhong Yuan felt that every word was like a thorn.The thorns pierced into his heart one by one.

He finally started to explain, he was so confused that he didn't know where to start the explanation, "No... I didn't know it was you."

He didn't want to see someone else's face in his dream, but when that person came out of the dream, he lost all his strength to face it.

Han Jingyu's tears slid down his cheeks and sank into his temples. They were fleeting, "What do you want at the beginning, just tell me directly, it doesn't take so much trouble."

"No...Han Jingyu, Han Jingyu, listen to me." Zhong Yuan grabbed Han Jingyu's hand and wiped the tears on Han Jingyu's face with the other hand. His hand touched Han Jingyu's temples, and only then did he feel a wet mark there, "I I really want to be nice to you, I am... I am real." He really liked him, and that liking made him hard to say, "I really want to give you a home."

Han Jingyu's lips curved into a smile.

"So, you're doing this to me?"

Zhong Yuan's teeth were clenched tightly, Han Jingyu's appearance is very miserable now, his lower body is in a mess, and his waist and limbs are covered with fingerprints from his pinching.He didn't dare to think, if he knew that person was Han Jingyu from the very beginning, how would he dare, how would he be willing to touch him like this.

"I really don't need to waste time like this." Han Jingyu has seen a lot of people who are looking for all kinds of happiness spiritually because of material affluence. He has always used the worst intentions to speculate on the people around him, his eyes are red, But he didn't cry anymore.

"Han Jingyu..." Zhong Yuan opened his mouth to explain again, but the door suddenly opened.

Liu Yao who was standing at the door hesitated when he saw the situation in the room.

Zhong Yuan had no clothes on, and Han Jingyu was really embarrassed. Liu Yao was really shocked by this scene, and didn't even react for a while.

But Zhong Yuan reacted quickly enough, he covered Han Jingyu's body with a thin blanket, gritted his teeth and shouted to Liu Yao behind him, "Get out!"

Liu Yao came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and closed the door and went out.

Han Jingyu really didn't want to talk to Zhong Yuan anymore, none of Zhong Yuan's explanations could enter his heart.

Liu Yao stood at the door for a while, then saw Zhong Yuan with red eyes coming out of the room.

Zhong Yuan had never been in such a trance, he took the door out, walked past him as if he hadn't seen Liu Yao, and went straight to the window sill.Liu Yao watched him smoke one after another, and the cigarette butts fell all over the ground.

I don't know how many cigarettes he smoked before Zhong Yuan finally calmed down from his agitated emotions, and he also saw Liu Yao standing behind him.

Zhong Yuan asked, "Why is Han Jingyu here with you?"

Liu Yao naturally had his own answer, "I saw him outside, bring him back, I'm going to call you..." Zhong Yuan kept leaving his cell phone with him.

Zhong Yuan didn't ask any further, he blamed all the fault on himself, and didn't blame anyone else at all.

After a long silence, Liu Yao asked, "What are you going to do with him now?"

Zhong Yuan's heart was already in a mess, "I don't know." Han Jingyu didn't quarrel with him, and his calm appearance made him uneasy. When he heard Liu Yao's words, he closed his eyes and desperately tried to calm himself down. The sentiment, "I can't let him go."

Liu Yao looked at Zhong Yuan's expression for a while, and then his mind drifted to Han Jingyu in the room.

He really didn't expect that these two people would really mix together.He regretted a little in his heart, but he didn't know which point he should regret.

Zhong Yuan's expression became ruthless, as if ever since he met Han Jingyu, he had accumulated a layer of depression in his heart.

"Bandage the wound on your ear." Liu Yao had long noticed Zhong Yuan's earlobe that was almost bitten through by his teeth.

Zhong Yuan took another sharp puff of the cigarette between his fingers, and suddenly exhaled the smoke that was inhaled into his lungs from his lips and teeth, "It's okay."

Liu Yao saw that Zhong Yuan's fingertips holding the cigarette were trembling all the time.

"I can't let him go." Zhong Yuan repeated this again.

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small theater:

Zhong Yuan: (Kneel down on one knee and admit his mistake) Whale loves me again

Qiao Yue: (disdain) How cowardly

Zhong Yuan: (a contented book came out of Han Jingyu’s room)

Qiao Yue: (Kneeling on both knees) The whale loves me again

Digression: Is it really okay for a small theater to collapse like this every time? OTZ