Morty wait for the wind

"When you're better..." Moti said.

"Let me go." Lei Yifeng interrupted him, repeating: "Let me go!"

"...Okay." Moti put him back on the bed, picked up the porridge bowl on the table and got up, "No matter where you go, I will accompany you."

Lei Yifeng closed his eyes, his eyelids moved slightly, but there was no response.

Moti walked to the door and whispered to several people: "Don't let him leave here for half a step."

After speaking, he looked back at Lei Yifeng again, and then left.

After a while, he brought another bowl of porridge, took a small spoonful and handed it to Lei Yifeng's mouth.

Lei Yifeng still refused to open his mouth. Moti knew that Lei Yifeng's character was not the kind that could be compromised by coaxing casually, so he simply fed him with his mouth, held his face, squeezed his tongue forcefully, and forced him to eat thing.

Now is the perfect time for his stomach to start feeding and functioning again.

Lei Yifeng couldn't get away, and looked at Moti angrily. If he had the strength, he would definitely slap him hard.

It took a lot of effort to let him finish a small bowl of porridge, and Moti finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The few people guarding the door watched these two people linger in various ways in pain and torture every day, and they were always acting out that it was not suitable for children.

"Let me go, I want to go back." Lei Yifeng lay on the bed, looked at Moti coldly and said.

"...Okay, tomorrow." Moti would say after being silent.

……

China, xx City.

The door of Lei's house was opened, and the bodyguards on both sides immediately bowed down and said respectfully: "Young Master Lei."

Lei Yifeng's face was pale, he raised his foot and walked straight in, Moti walked side by side beside him.

"Yifeng, you're back." Lei Yiyun said in a calm tone as much as possible, stood up and looked at him.

Lei Yifeng stopped in front of her, his lips trembling: "Sister..."

He wanted to say sorry, it was him, everything was because of him, he was the one who killed his father.

Lei Yiyun seemed to know what he wanted to say, hugged him first, and said: "Yifeng, go to rest first, the company will hold a board meeting in the afternoon, and you must attend that time, Uncle Wei and I will assist you."

Lei Yifeng didn't know that Lei Jiaqin had transferred all his shares to him. He was a little puzzled, but he was not in the mood to ask more questions, so he nodded and agreed.

Mo Ti obviously had no intention of leaving, and stretched out a hand to Lei Yiyun: "Hi, I'm Yi Feng's personal assistant, Mo Ti."

Lei Yiyun frowned slightly and looked at him. She originally disdained to shake hands with him, but the man in front of her had a unique and complex temperament that no one could ignore.

He looks handsome, with a sense of tranquility and serenity between his eyebrows and eyes, especially his eyes, which are like a pool of lake water in the middle of the night, which seems to have some kind of magical power to make people quiet, but his figure is unusually straight, giving people a sense of tranquility. A cold feeling.

"Hello, Mr. Mo." Lei Yiyun held his hand back, but saw that his gaze had followed Lei Yifeng closely. The gaze was a bit unusual, but Lei Yiyun couldn't tell the specifics for a while. Where is unusual.

"Yifeng hasn't recovered yet, I'll take care of him." Moti said, let go of Lei Yiyun's hand, turned around and followed Lei Yifeng.

"Yifeng, you are finally back. Your father is really eccentric enough to leave all the family property to you. I have served him for so many years, but I got nothing. And Xiaoyun, she is also considered Lei's family. The children of my daughter didn’t even get anything, they were either biological or they were different.” Lei Jiaqin said in a strange way that the last woman he married stood in front of Lei Yifeng.

"What did you say?" Lei Yifeng looked at her with unbelievable eyes. He knew that Lei Jiaqin would leave him some family property, but he didn't expect it to be all. He suddenly felt that he was sorry for Lei Yiyun. I felt extremely guilty and felt indebted to her.

"Aunt Jiao!" Lei Yiyun hurriedly yelled at the woman, but before she stepped forward to stop her, the handsome man stood in front of Lei Yifeng and said coldly to the woman:

"Lei Jiaqin's family business was created by Lei Jiaqin during his lifetime. No one has the right to intervene in whoever he wants to leave it to. What's more, you are a foreigner. If you know the current affairs, you should please the current head of the Lei family. Talent is."

The woman trembled, a little angry, but she was also touched by the pain. She was only attracted by Lei Jiaqin because of her appearance, and she didn't have a strong background, and the most important thing was that she didn't give birth to Lei Jiaqin's son and a half Daughter, now that Lei Jiaqin is dead, she wants to continue to live a life of luxury, she should please Lei Yifeng.

"Yifeng, go to rest as soon as possible." Lei Yiyun walked over and said, and gave Mo Ti a complicated look.

"Sister, I'm sorry." Lei Yifeng looked at her with eyes full of guilt.

"Don't think too much, go and rest." Lei Yiyun comforted, she admitted that when she first found out, she felt a little unbalanced in her heart, but she also knew her identity.

She was originally adopted back to accompany Lei Yifeng, and Lei Jiaqin also gave her a lot of paternal love. She was raised as the real eldest lady of the Lei family, and the food and lodging were the same as Lei Yifeng. Qin gave her the best growth environment, the best education, and the management rights of many subsidiaries. Even without shares, the identities and salaries of those high-level leaders are enough for her to live a lifetime.

"Sister..." Lei Yifeng's emotions were filled with guilt, and he wanted to say something, but Lei Yiyun turned to Mo Ti: "Mr. Mo, please send Yifeng to rest."

As she spoke, she turned to a nanny beside her: "Aunt He, show him the way."

"Okay." The nanny called Aunt He nodded, and then said to Moti, "Follow me."

"Yifeng, let's go." Moti said to Lei Yifeng, but Lei Yifeng was still immersed in guilt and couldn't calm down, watching Lei Yiyun unwilling to leave.

Mo Ti seemed restrained, but he was actually very bold. He was not afraid that this was Lei's house, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he simply lifted Lei Yifeng up and said to Aunt He, "I'm sorry."

Aunt He: "..."

Lei Yiyun and the others: "..."

Lei Yifeng was annoyed: "What the hell are you doing?"

Moti said calmly, "Send you to rest."

Aunt He walked in front, and she couldn't even walk naturally in an instant.

In Lei Yifeng's room, Mo Ti went in and locked the door behind his back, hugged Lei Yifeng and lay down on Lei Yifeng's bed with him.

This is the room where Lei Yifeng grew up. There are photos of him when he was a child, and some things he once loved.

Moti resisted the desire to get up to look at those photos, and hugged Lei Yifeng tightly.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Lei Yifeng looked at him angrily, "Didn't you make me forget you? I have already forgotten, don't fucking pester me anymore!"

"But I haven't forgotten," Moti kissed him and said while kissing, "I never forgot you."

Lei Yifeng's mind was in confusion for a few seconds, and suddenly he reached out and grabbed a small knife he liked very much when he was a child by the bedside, and stabbed it hard at Moti's shoulder.

"Don't be like this again, don't be hypocritical anymore, who the hell are you acting for?" Lei Yifeng shouted out of control: "I have lost too much because of you, I don't want to be deceived by you again, and I don't want to be fooled by you anymore. I love you, and I don’t even want to see you again! Get the fuck out of me—”

A large patch of bright red soon appeared on Moti's shoulder, but he didn't even frown, still hugging Lei Yifeng tightly, bowing his head and kissing his lips affectionately and obsessively.

Now that there is no obstacle between them, how could he let him go again.

A person who made him crazy obsessed and loved to the bone, even if he stabbed his heart with a knife, he would not frown.

Lei Yifeng opened his eyes and watched the big bloodstain on Moti's shoulder slowly spread to his chest. He was a little dizzy. Bloodstains, he felt panic and it was hard to breathe, but Moti didn't let him go at all.

Lei Yifeng held the small knife vigorously, and suddenly pulled it from Mo Ti's shoulder. The blade moved the flesh and blood, and the pain of being stabbed by the knife was instantly magnified several times.

"Hiss..." Moti couldn't help gasping for air in pain, but he didn't let go of Lei Yifeng, instead he held his face and kissed him more deeply.

"You fucking... um..." Lei Yifeng let go of the knife and dropped it on the bed.

Moti's hand couldn't help slipping down, he penetrated into Lei Yifeng's clothes, touched his body that had obviously lost a lot of weight, then let him go with great distress, got up and said, "I'll go and make you something to eat."

Although he really wanted to possess him, he also knew that Lei Yifeng's current body could not bear his burning desire.What's more, Lei Yifeng's stomach is now in the recovery period after surgery, so he needs to pay special attention to his diet. He doesn't worry about others, and he can only feel at ease if he makes it for him himself.

Finally got a chance to breathe, Lei Yifeng took a few breaths, turned his back to Moti: "Go and deal with the wound on your shoulder first."

Joy flashed in Moti's eyes, and he was about to say something when Lei Yifeng said coldly, "Don't let your blood stain my bed."

The wound, which was already numb, suddenly ached, with heartache.

Moti smiled bitterly, turned around and said, "Okay."