torture to the end

For several days, Han Jingyu didn't come down to eat, and when Zhong Wei couldn't bear it, Zhong Yuan finally let Han Jingyu come out.

His mental state has not been very good, Zhong Wei saw that his face was also very pale, he only thought that what Zhong Yuan said was true, he was bullied outside the house, and he only remembered his heartache, and he couldn't think of anything else.

Zhong Yuan stood behind Han Jingyu, from Zhong Wei's point of view, it seemed that he followed Han Jingyu downstairs.

The dishes on the table had already been served, and the extra servants in the living room were sent out. When Han Jingyu came down, the old man stood up deliberately.

Han Jingyu used to have a submissive attitude towards Zhong Wei, but now he can't see it at all.Zhong Yuan came to him from behind and helped him pull out the chair beside the table. Han Jingyu stood by the chair and did not sit down.Seeing him standing there, Zhong Yuan smiled and gave him a hand, "Sit down."

Han Jingyu followed his movements and sat down.

The meal at this table was unusually silent, even though Zhong Wei took great pains to ask the chef to prepare the dishes on the table, but looking at Han Jingyu's appearance of not knowing what to eat, he could only feel frustrated.

Zhong Wei brought food to Han Jingyu, but he didn't ask why Han Jingyu left home, but just kept urging him to eat more.

Han Jingyu's hand holding the chopsticks turned blue, and no one saw the dim light in his downcast eyes.

Zhong Yuan also picked up vegetables for him, but before the contents were put into Han Jingyu's bowl, Han Jingyu suddenly waved the things he picked up and knocked them down.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Han Jingyu can still sit here now, and he has used a lot of restraint.

Zhong Yuan could see that this was a sign that he was about to get angry.

But Zhong Wei interrupted the confrontation between the two and said, "If he doesn't like to eat, don't pinch it for him. Let him pinch what Jingyu likes."

"En." Zhong Yuan responded, and sat down by himself.

Han Jingyu felt disgusted, Zhong Yuan himself did such a nasty thing, how did he feel that the two of them could still get along like before?

This silence lasted until the end of the meal, Zhong Wei waved to Han Jingyu, "Jingyu."

His tone was very intimate, and Han Jingyu's movements subconsciously paused.

Zhong Wei said, "Would you mind saying a few words to me?"

Han Jingyu couldn't see any waves on his face, but he was already motionless.On the contrary, it was Zhong Yuan, who was surprised and had deep eyes.

Zhong Wei sighed, stood up and patted Han Jingyu on the shoulder, "Follow me upstairs."

Although Han Jingyu rejected Zhong Yuan very much, his feelings towards Zhong Wei, who had a little sincerity towards him, were still complicated.He followed Zhong Wei upstairs.

Zhong Yuan was behind Han Jingyu, looking at Han Jingyu's back in a daze.

Zhong Wei took him to the study, but Zhong Yuan didn't follow, and there were only Zhong Wei and Han Jingyu in the study.

Zhong Wei entered the study and sat on the large chair. He waved to Han Jingyu with a rare warmth, "Sit down."

Han Jingyu stood straight.

Zhong Wei didn't force it, sighed and said, "Jingyu, I called you up because I wanted to talk to you." Seeing Han Jingyu's gloomy face, he sighed again, "Don't you like it?" The Zhong family, still can't get used to that bastard Zhong Yuan?"

Han Jingyu's expression changed slightly when he heard Zhong Yuan's name.

Zhong Wei caught this subtle change all at once, "Zhong Yuan also has a bad temper, follow me, and usually has a good tone. But he doesn't have a heart, you have been with Zhong's house for so long, he is sincere to you, you should see come out."

If Han Jingyu hadn't been numb in his heart, he would have sneered at this moment.

"Jing Yu, you are a good boy, and I like you from the bottom of my heart." Zhong Wei usually does not wear glasses, but now sitting in front of the desk, she subconsciously touched the glasses pressed on the page and put them on, waiting He reacted, took it off again, held it in his hand, and looked a little embarrassed, "I saw your attitude towards Zhong Yuan today—" He paused, "That kid is a bastard, what did he do to make you unhappy? You tell me about it, and I'll whip him with a belt."

Han Jingyu's palms hurt from nail piercings.

What Zhong Yuan did to him, which one can he say now?

Zhong Wei stood up and patted his shoulder next to him, "You are so old, and I am old too. When I was young, I didn't take care of that kid Zhong Yuan and told him to harm your mother. I am old You can't control him, and let him make you uncomfortable again."

Han Jingyu's palms were numb with pain, but he didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that his uncontrollable anger would burst out.But he still has to bear it, he doesn't care about many things anymore, he thinks he doesn't have to care about these things, but until now, when he knows that telling the truth will hurt others and himself, he still prefers the long needle of the truth on my own heart.

"I heard from Zhong Yuan that you have suffered a lot outside." Zhong Wei couldn't see his expression clearly, only saw Han Jingyu's head getting lower and lower, "Can you not suffer outside? There are all kinds of bad things at home , and won’t make you suffer.”

Han Jingyu couldn't even make a sneer at this moment.

"I'm sorry, you can bear it more, if you can't bear it, tell me, I will teach him for you." Zhong Wei completely showed the gentle appearance of an elder, and his usual cold face softened a lot.

Han Jingyu raised his head, he looked at Zhong Wei looking at him, his eyes were like those of an elder.That's total honesty and truth.Han Jingyu knew that he was waiting for him to express his opinion, he held back for a long time, and popped out the word 'yes' from his sore throat.

Zhong Wei had been waiting for his response, and now that he heard it, a smile finally appeared on his lips.

He grabbed Han Jingyu's hands, and Han Jingyu subconsciously let go of Han Jingyu's tight hands, and Zhong Wei patted the back of his hands.

Han Jingyu wanted to squeeze out a more realistic smile, but found it difficult to even smile at this time.

"I don't want to talk nonsense, go get busy, if you want to go out to play, or want to do something, tell me, I will ask Zhong Yuan to arrange it for you." Zhong Wei said.

Han Jingyu nodded and came out of the study.

Han Jingyu has nowhere to go in Zhong's house now. He feels that nowhere here gives him any warmth, and even the veil of warmth that he once had has been severely torn away now.He could only go back to his own room, as if the space there was somewhat real in this huge Zhong's house.

Zhong Yuan had already been waiting in the room early, Han Jingyu just opened the door to come in, he rushed out from behind the door and closed the door tightly.

Han Jingyu turned his head to see him, with a very disgusted look on his face.

Although Zhong Yuan felt that his expression made him uncomfortable, he also knew that he couldn't see any other expressions on Han Jingyu's face now.

"What did the old man tell you?" After closing the door, he could bully Han Jingyu without any scruples.

Although since the day they were picked up, nothing that shouldn't have happened between the two of them, but the monotonous family-like greetings at the beginning have deteriorated into intimacy more like lovers.

Han Jingyu didn't want to talk to him.

Zhong Yuan could roughly guess what kind of words the old man would ask, and he could also guess what he would answer according to Han Jingyu's personality, but looking at Han Jingyu's face, he always wanted to say more.He approached Han Jingyu from behind, and Han Jingyu walked towards the window sill, and when he was about to open the curtains, Zhong Yuan reached out from behind to stop his movement.

In this way, Han Jingyu seemed to be trapped in his arms.

Han Jingyu was also struggling naturally, Zhong Yuan quickly let him go.

"What did you say? En?" Zhong Yuan asked.

Han Jingyu frowned in annoyance, "What do you want me to say? Talk about the disgusting things you did?"

Zhong Yuan naturally knew the answer. He knew Han Jingyu's temper, which was too emotionless and emotional, "Disgusting? You still feel disgusting?"

He was too close, and Han Jingyu took another step to the side.

Zhong Yuan took the first step, and it will be difficult to step back now, "You can tell the old man about us, that I forced you—"

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Han Jingyu's gaze.

Han Jingyu is really tired of his approach and the hypocrisy he is showing now, he really doesn't even want to show other expressions, his whole expression is numb.

Zhong Yuan stopped talking, and Han Jingyu's expression returned to the original indifference.He didn't even open the curtains anymore, and sat down in the dimly lit room.

Zhong Yuan half-knelt on the ground and looked up at him.

Han Jingyu closed his eyes, as if he was very tired.

Zhong Yuan also feels distressed for his extremely tired appearance, but now that he has come to this point, it is impossible for him to retreat any further.Besides, even if he was willing to retreat, Han Jingyu would not be waiting for him at the very beginning.

"Are you tired recently?" Zhong Yuan asked.

Han Jingyu didn't answer, tilted his head and leaned on the chair, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Zhong Yuan stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, Han Jingyu frowned, and before he opened his eyes, he had already opened Zhong Yuan's hand.

Zhong Yuan sat opposite Han Jingyu, touched the cigarette out with his hand, and thought that the room was not ventilated, so he put the cigarette back. He sat opposite Han Jingyu, looking at him without blinking.As if talking to himself, "In the past, I always wanted to ask you to go out to bask in the sun more, but now I wish I could lock you up and hide you from anyone." He seemed to know that he had told a joke, so he laughed first , He knew he couldn't smoke, but he still took out the cigarette with his hand and put it in his mouth, as if he could wake up from the bitter taste in this way.

Han Jingyu wanted to say, what's the difference between doing this now and locking him up?But he was really too lazy to talk, so he didn't say anything.

Zhong Yuan was sitting next to him and looked at him like this, leaning over to watch carefully, his eyes can be said to be greedy.

The two stayed quietly for a while, when Zhong Yuan's cell phone rang.