torture to the end

A man next to him squatted down and grabbed his arm with one hand.

Han Jingyu raised his head suddenly, and in front of him was the face of a middle-aged man, who was trying to smile kindly at him.

Han Jingyu shook his hand away, picked up the backpack beside him, stood up and wanted to leave.

"Hey, don't go." The man stopped him, "Are you alone? Do you want to stay at my house for one night?"

Han Jingyu turned around and was about to leave. He had seen a lot of such a wretched old man.

"Really, you can sleep at my house for one night. It's not safe for you to stay outside alone." The man salivated in front of him, his facial contours could still be seen as handsome when he was young, "Come to my house, Stay for one night, if you want to leave tomorrow, I will send you away."

Han Jingyu was grabbed by the man. He was indeed panicked and embarrassed. The man stood in front of him, looking at Han Jingyu's face without blinking.

What a young boy, what a young body.

"Go away." Han Jingyu always skips meals, he doesn't love his body, so his body doesn't love him either, giving him the pain that always reminds him of his weakness.

Seeing the young boy bumping around like a headless chicken in front of him, the man became even more excited. He grabbed Han Jingyu's wrist with one hand, and tried to wrap around Han Jingyu's waist with the other hand, "Stay with me for a night, I can Here's money, lots and lots of money."

"Get lost!" Han Jingyu growled at him.

A man would not pay attention to his unintimidating behavior. His arms wrapped around Han Jingyu's waist, "You must be in need of money now, right?"

Han Jingyu slammed the backpack on the man's face fiercely, and the rivets used to decorate the backpack even scratched the man's face, "You can't fucking understand human language!"

The man crouched down covering his face with his hands.

Han Jingyu kicked him on the back again, causing him to stagger forward, hitting his head on the ground.

Han Jingyu's stomach hurt so badly that he couldn't even straighten his waist because of the pain.But even so, his fists and feet did not stop at all.

The man didn't expect to provoke such a violent young man this time, rolling around on the ground to avoid Han Jingyu's fists and feet, and even began to cry without the slightest image.His cries startled Lu Hanqi in the car. Lu Hanqi glanced out, saw the man being kicked and rolling on the ground, put out the cigarette in his hands, pushed open the car door and came over.

Han Jingyu lowered his head, his hair covered his eyes, and his pale face was covered with cold sweat.

Han Jingyu grabbed the man by his collar and lifted him up. Just as he was about to punch him, someone behind him grabbed his arm.

The first thing Lu Hanqi saw was the man writhing on the ground, no matter how bad this man was, he was still his father, so he stopped the young boy from beating him, "I'm sorry, for what I caused to you... "Lu Hanqi's eyes were sluggish because Han Jingyu turned his head, and he couldn't speak the following words anymore.

Han Jingyu no longer knew him.

But Lu Hanqi remembered it better than anyone else, it was this vicious expression, this handsome and sharp face.

Han Jingyu shook his hand away. He was still panting heavily, but he didn't fight any more. He dragged his backpack and walked towards the entrance of the street.

The painful cries of the man on the ground startled the stunned Lu Hanqi, and he knelt down to help the man up.There was no trace of Yihao's surprise or boredom on his expression.

The man who lost his dignity didn't realize it. He grabbed Lu Hanqi's arm and pressed his bruised eyes with one hand. He said fiercely, "He hit me! That guy dared to hit me! Go .” His expression really seemed to be driving a dog, “Catch him here!”

Lu Hanqi saw Han Jingyu's back, this young man whom he hadn't seen for a long time, appeared again in such a depressed state.

"Lu Hanqi! Did you hear what I said!" The man had already forgotten who just slapped Lu Hanqi on the face.

Lu Hanqi withdrew his gaze from looking at Han Jingyu's back, and helped the man who was lying on the ground up, "Let's go back."

He didn't want to bother that person, especially in this farce...

"I'm your old man! Your old man was beaten, is this your virtue?" The man looked angrily, he had already forgotten how embarrassing he was as a father, "clean him up , and then... then bring him here!" He seemed to have thought of some nasty trick, and an uncontrollable expression of interest appeared on his face.

Lu Hanqi held the man's arm irresistibly, "Follow me home."

The man was about to argue with him again, but suddenly his eyes lit up, he threw away Lu Hanqi who was helping him to stand up, and ran towards the front.

When Lu Hanqi looked over, he saw Han Jingyu fell to the ground.

The man looked like a vulture. He leaned over to Han Jingyu's side, and after confirming that he was unconscious, he stretched out his hand to caress Han Jingyu's face. Before he wanted to make another intimate move, Lu Hanqi had already pulled him to stand. Woke up.

"what are you doing!"

Lu Hanqi grabbed him, "It's what you want to do. Lu Yuanwei, didn't you lose too many people outside today?"

"You!" The man will show his majesty as a father at this time, "You talk to your father like that?!"

Lu Hanqi showed a sad smile, let go of his hand and helped Han Jingyu who fell on the ground to his feet.

He never had a father.

When Lu Yuanwei saw him helping the person on the ground, he also forgot Lu Hanqi's contradictory words just now, and eagerly stretched out his hand, wanting to take the person in Lu Hanqi's hand.

Lu Hanqi didn't even look at him, and helped Han Jingyu get into the car, and Lu Yuanwei got into the car after him.

If it was someone else who passed out today, he would definitely not care about it. All he had to do was take Lu Yuanwei back, but that person was not someone else.

Lu Hanqi put Han Jingyu in the back seat, and Lu Yuanwei followed to go to the back, but Lu Hanqi pinched his arms and dragged him to the passenger seat.But even so, he still turned his head and looked back with great interest. The pain in his body was forgotten in a blink of an eye, and he was more greedy for physical pleasure.

No one knew this man better than Lu Hanqi, who had taken care of Lu Yuanwei for 19 years.

The house of the Lu family was empty, and if it was not late at night, there would still be an old housekeeper in his 50s who would open the door for them.There is no one here who can interest Lu Yuanwei, so he is always willing to fool around outside, and Lu Hanqi has long been used to the quiet emptiness of this tomb.

Lu Hanqi had already called the family doctor on the way back, and the doctor came just as soon as he helped Han Jingyu to the guest room.

As soon as Lu Yuanwei came back, he didn't know where he went, and Lu Hanqi didn't care about him.

The doctor gave Han Jingyu a preliminary physical examination, and the result was severe stomach trouble and flu.The cold is caused by the cold, which is not a big deal, but when it comes to stomach problems, the doctor described it jokingly: If he doesn’t eat well and his stomach continues to be corroded by gastric acid, next year he can contact a friend to treat him for stomach cancer .

Lu Hanqi stood by the bed and listened silently. The doctor gave Han Jingyu a hanging needle, saying that he would bring some medicine to assist the treatment of stomach problems tomorrow.If you decide to treat it.

Lu Hanqi looked at Han Jingyu who was lying on the bed, and only said one word, "Healing."

After the doctor left, Lu Hanqi pressed his forehead and sighed.Han Jingyu already had several needle holes on his arm. The doctor said that his blood vessels were too thin, so when he drew blood, he had to prick several needles in a row. Those needle holes had turned blue again, which looked very scary.

The person lying on the bed was much thinner than the last time he saw it.

The hanging bottle was hanging by the bed, and another bottle would be changed in about forty minutes. Lu Hanqi didn't want to go back to his room to continue sleeping, and went to the window to watch the dark night outside.Only such a deep silence could match his tomb-like home.When he came back, he really wanted to find this person, but now he didn't want to at all.Find that person to rot with yourself?What a joke.

Lu Hanqi lit a cigarette, and then he thought that there was still a person lying in the room, so he put out the cigarette he just lit.

I don't know how long he has been standing here, but there is already a little light coming in from the window, Lu Hanqi turned his head, saw that the hanging bottle hanging by the bed was almost finished, so he came over to change a bottle.

Han Jingyu couldn't sleep well, because there was nothing around him to rely on, so Lu Hanqi put all the chairs in the room to the bed, and used the back of the chair to block Han Jingyu's back, so that he thought he was leaning against the wall.

He was at ease and slept soundly.

After the two hanging bottles were hung, Lu Hanqi took off everything, grabbed Han Jingyu's hand, and pulled the needle out of the skin in his hand, a little red blood oozed out.

Lu Hanqi threw the torn things into the trash can, closed the door and went out.

He still has many, many things to do.

One of his tutors has a master's degree in economics and management, teaching him the morning courses, and the afternoon courses are random, all arranged by his mother, and he just needs to follow the arrangement.Lu Hanqi is a very smart person. His smartness lies in learning unknown things, but he is also very slow, so slow that he can't communicate with others at all.Maybe it can't be said that he can't, because he doesn't want to be more appropriate.

The place where he attends classes is the living room below, because the study room is full of official documents that his mother has to deal with, and no one can touch those things, so the first thing his mother does when she leaves is to put the study room in this house. Locked tightly.

The old woman whose every sentence was boring like a series of formulas was sitting drinking tea, while Lu Hanqi was leaning on the sofa and flipping through a thick "Economic News Weekly".He spent all his morning time on this boring book, and then faced an even more boring test tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"ta-ta-ta-"

Hearing the sound of stepping on the stairs, Lu Hanqi raised his head and looked at the person walking down while holding on to the handrail.

Han Jingyu was still wearing yesterday's clothes, standing on the stairs and looking down.

Lu Hanqi sat still, Han Jingyu looked away and continued to walk down. He walked up to Lu Hanqi, "Where are my things?"

The book was still spread out on Lu Hanqi's crossed legs. He looked at Han Jingyu, retracted his eyes, and fell back on the densely packed words on the book, "My room."

"Give me the things." Han Jingyu knew that the person in front of him brought him back, and even gave him an injection.

No one knows that Lu Hanqi's heart is pounding violently in his chest, and there is no extra expression on his face. He raised his hand and turned the book in front of him backwards, "You have nowhere to go now. , stay with me first."

Han Jingyu was silent, Lu Hanqi didn't even have the courage to raise his head, he even knew that the person in front of him might have forgotten him, but he still didn't have the courage at all.

He was obviously afraid of being rejected, but the words he said were still cold, "Of course, you need to pay me some money."

As long as it is not free, it can be believed. Han Jingyu thought that he really has no place to go now, "Yes."

I feel a little happy in my heart.

The middle-aged woman sitting next to her pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose, looked at Lu Hanqi, "I think we're about to start class."

Lu Hanqi raised his hand to Han Jingyu, and Han Jingyu turned and went upstairs.

After reading the book for a while, Lu Hanqi was so impetuous that he couldn't read a word anymore, so he closed the book and put it on the table.The middle-aged woman looked up.

"Today's teaching ends here." He stood up, and the middle-aged woman also stood up with a smile.

"That's goodbye."

Lu Hanqi looked upstairs again after seeing the woman leave, "Uncle Qin."

The old man who was tidying up the books in front of him responded.

"Go get the kitchen to prepare lunch."

The author has something to say:

small theater

Lu Hanqi (holding Han Jingyu's hand): Whale, why is your hand so cold?

Han Jingyu: Probably... One of the settings given to me by the author is ice muscle and jade bone