Non-violent non-cooperation

He instinctively withdrew from Lu Yan's body. Ye Sanshao, who was fearless and fearless, called Lu Yan's name in an awkward voice, "...Lu Yan?"

No one answered him.

He raised his hand over and over again to wipe away the tears seeping from the corners of Lu Yan's eyes, and when the tears slowly stopped, he sighed for a long time, unexpectedly he was also indescribably tired...

He put on his clothes and got up to drain the water in the bathroom. He stayed alone in the bathroom for a long time, and when he came out and picked up Lu Yan and walked to the bathroom, he looked down at the man in his arms who was at his mercy with his eyes closed. , there seemed to be something splitting piece by piece in the complex and unpredictable eyes.

In the bathtub, Ye Shaodong sat behind Lu Yan and silently stretched two fingers into Lu Yan's body to clean up the muddy fluid he had left in his body. During the whole process, Lu Yan's body was stiff and tense, obviously at the mercy of others. But with silent resistance and guard.

There was a dark sense of despair about him.

It is the complete opposite of the sunny vigor of a long time ago.

Ye Shaodong took a deep breath, his eyes were still indecisive, he stretched out his hand and slowly hugged Lu Yan from behind, but felt Lu Yan visibly trembled because of such an ambiguous position.

This reaction made Ye Shaodong frowned. He rested his chin on Lu Yan's shoulder and sniffed the man's scent deeply and almost greedily. All the struggles and hesitations! ──

"You go."

He spoke, and in the steamy bathroom, his voice was clean and clear, as if the countless struggles and persistence before saying "Let's go" were resolutely let go.

...But for a long time, the bathroom was surprisingly quiet, and there was no response.

Ye Shaodong's arms around Lu Yan were getting tighter and tighter. Only he knew how difficult it was to say these words, how much determination he had made, and how much effort he had spent.

However, in just a few seconds of silence, the determination that he had tried his best to convince himself just now was about to collapse.

He almost tried his best to control himself not to go back and forth in the silence that didn't get a response.

He even started to get annoyed that it was a mistake to say this sentence, and then he didn't care about Ye Sanshao's reputation, and in the next second he opened his mouth to erase all the previous sentence.

But at the moment when he was about to repent, Lu Yan's body shook slightly, as if he had finally recovered from the stiffness, he opened his eyes, and with a glimmer of uncertain hope, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice. The voice asked him word by word: "What did you... say?"

In an instant, all Ye Shaodong's imminent thoughts were extinguished by that feeble voice with some trance.

The man regained his composure, and loosened the restraint of Lu Yan by his arms inch by inch. His fingers stroked Lu Yan's chest and followed the beautiful curve of his neck to the side face. Looking at the deep lines of the man's face, finally, he let go of his hand, and with the power of the water, he personally pushed the man he was unwilling to let go from his embrace...

Then he got up and stepped out of the bathtub, grabbed the bathrobe on the shelf, walked to the door of the bathroom in two steps, and said to Lu Yan without looking back——

"You go." His voice was extremely suppressed, just listening to it made people feel inexplicably flustered and uncomfortable, "...while I can still control myself and not regret it, I will leave here at dawn."