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"Young Master, Young Master Rong's call." Aunt Zhang came over suddenly, seeing the two of them rolling on the sofa and arguing, she couldn't help laughing.

Geng Shaoran's face turned red in an instant, he quickly pushed away Ning Yong who was pressing on him, and ran upstairs with his head buried.

Ning Yong laughed, answered the phone, thanked Aunt Zhang, followed the call and went upstairs: "What's the matter?"

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Geng Shaoran's face was flushed, he had forgotten that the house was not just the two of them, this is not at home...

He was leaving tomorrow, so he took out the suitcase and put the clothes in the closet one by one.

The door was opened suddenly, Geng Shaoran blushed and looked up, Ning Yong leaned against the wall and looked at him with a gentle smile.

"It's all your fault, still laughing!" He complained angrily.

Walking over with long legs, he hugged the boy up: "Yes, it's all my fault. There is no need to tidy up these things. Aunt Zhang will fix them tomorrow."

"Why don't you trouble Aunt Zhang with everything, I'll just clean it up, let me down!"

He kissed that red face several times before putting him down, Ning Yong said: "I'll go out for a while, I'll be back in a while, you go take a bath obediently first, do you understand?"

"Understood, are you the aunt of the neighborhood committee? You can take care of everything." Rolling his eyes, he ignored Ning Yong and packed his things by himself.

Ning Yong shook his head helplessly, and went out to deal with matters.

After the man left, Geng Shaoran was still unable to get out of the embarrassment just now. The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. Finally, he scratched his hair vigorously, threw himself on the bed and rolled back and forth with the quilt wrapped around him.

After tossing and tossing for a while, he finally packed his luggage, then turned on the LCD TV in the bedroom, and began to change channels in boredom.

Suddenly, the door was opened very rudely.

Geng Shaoran looked back in surprise, and saw Aunt Zhang walking over in panic, and said anxiously: "Master Geng, go to the guest room."

With a dazed look on his face, he didn't understand what happened: "Aunt Zhang, what's wrong? Why are you panicking?"

"This... well... don't ask, go to the guest room, or something serious will happen!" Aunt Zhang stammered for a long time without saying anything, but hurriedly pulled Geng Shaoran to take him to the guest room.

Geng Shaoran was dragged out of Ning Yong's bedroom by Aunt Zhang. Before he went to the guest room, he heard a lazy female voice and thought to himself: "Aunt Zhang, are there any guests at home?"

When his body froze, Geng Shaoran had a bad intuition, as if he was a member of Ning Yong's family... Ning Yong is not here at this time, he really doesn't know how to communicate with his family by himself.

Thinking about it, I looked back reflexively, and couldn't help being stunned, what a beautiful woman...

The woman holds a cigarette in her hand, wears a fashionable army cap with a flip-up brim on her head, a black mink skintight skirt, her sexy and slender legs wrapped in striped stockings, and a pair of stiletto boots on her feet .

The woman's long black curly hair was loose and fluffy, making her face appear petite.

She has a pair of charming cat eyes, which are even more mysterious and sexy under the smog.

This is a very feminine woman, any normal man will fall in love with her.

Seeing him, the woman seemed a little surprised, and asked softly and lazily, "Are you Xiao Rong's friend?"

Geng Shaoran was stunned, he shook his head, but he didn't know how to explain.

Aunt Zhang looked around, looking around, gritted her teeth and said, "Master Geng, your room is here, let's go, Young Master Rong will be back in a while, you can wait for him in the guest room."

Hearing what Aunt Zhang said, he looked at her with a strange face. If he still didn't understand what was going on, he would be a fool.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Geng Shaoran, although he doesn't usually communicate with others, is a very defensive person. If someone violates his domain, he will bite him to death even if he tries his best.

So Shen Sheng asked the woman who appeared suddenly: "Are you?"

The woman was very self-cultivated, and she was not angry because of Geng Shaoran's rudeness, but smiled slightly and introduced herself: "My name is Zhu Feixi." She blinked and continued, "You can call me sister-in-law."

Geng Shaoran was at a loss: "Sister-in-law?"

Zhu Feixi smiled and said, "Yes, you are Xiaorong's child, right? If so, of course you should call me sister-in-law."

He immediately understood what the woman meant, his face turned pale, he took two steps back unsteadily, and said with some difficulty: "You mean... you belong to Ning Yong..."

"My wife~!" The woman smiled sweetly, and she knew that her married life was very happy.

His legs began to tremble, his mind was rumbling, he bit his lower lip tightly, and slowly bent down, his right hand was firmly on his chest, he didn't want to do this, he didn't want to lose his composure in front of this woman or anyone, but the chest really It hurts...

"Ah, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that he seemed to be in pain, the woman hurried forward a few steps to support him.

Aunt Zhang also exclaimed and stretched out her hand.

Geng Shaoran jumped away in panic as if he had been greatly stimulated, his eyes opened wide, he looked at Aunt Zhang in a daze, and then at the woman with a worried face, he turned his head and entered Ning Yong's bedroom , Take out the luggage that has just been packed.

Aunt Zhang exclaimed, "Master Geng, where are you going?!"

"..." He gritted his teeth hard to keep his useless tears from falling out. He didn't have time to feel the pain that could kill him, nor did he have time to experience this sudden betrayal. He only needed a place urgently. No one can observe his pain.

Now he is in a state where his protective layer has been completely shattered, everything about him is exposed to the outside, he can no longer stay here, he can't...

"Master Geng, Aunt Zhang, I beg you, please don't leave, what will you do when the young master comes back and sees that you are gone!" Yong's wife.

Zhu Feixi was also taken aback when she heard what Aunt Zhang said, and immediately asked, "Aren't you Xiaorong's friend?"

Geng Shaoran ignored everything, he just walked out quickly with the suitcase, and no matter how much Aunt Ren Zhang persuaded him behind him, he didn't make a sound.

It is already night now, and this is a relatively remote villa area. It is difficult to get a taxi, but Geng Shaoran walked on without saying a word. He drove away, ignoring Aunt Zhang and the guard who were chasing after him.

Sitting in the taxi, when he was finally able to breathe again, Geng Shaoran found that his limbs were trembling uncontrollably.

He was very desperate. In fact, this kind of despair was no stranger to him. He had felt it once a long time ago, but this time it seemed to be more intense. It was so intense that he almost didn't realize how much this feeling hurt him.

His brain has automatically turned on protection measures due to excessive emotional fluctuations, shielding too many feelings.

This is actually an emergency response that most people will have when encountering major stimuli. Some lucky ones can slowly digest the pain and get through it, while others can't accept it, degenerate, and go crazy.

He has survived once before, so he believes that he can survive this time as well.

It was only with difficulty that he was able to clasp his hands. He pinched his right hand with his left hand vigorously, trying to stop the excessive trembling, but it seemed that the effect was not obvious.

The driver in front watched him carefully for a long time, and felt that the child was a bit pitiful. He came from the rich man's villa area, and he didn't know what he had suffered. He asked cautiously, "Guest, where are you going?"

After Geng Shaoran heard this sentence, it took a long time for his brain to realize the meaning of what the other party said, and then it took a long time before he said: "Go to a better hotel."

Seeing that he came out of the villa area, the driver nodded and drove straight to the nearest five-star hotel.

He looked sideways at the receding street scene outside the window, and his mind remained blank.

He didn't dare to think about anything, afraid that once he thought about it, he would no longer be able to stop the pain accumulated in his body, and he was worried that they would burst out all of a sudden.

In a trance, I seemed to see the beautiful willow tree on the high school campus, with a few branches protruding out of it, almost touching the river beside the school.

The hand he once loved the most led him to the tree, quietly watching the broken shadows of the sun on the river.

How happy he was at that time. He had a mother and sister who loved him. Although his sexual orientation was different, he had someone who loved himself and his love deeply. They started planning their future life early. The boy supported his writing very much, and said I will work hard to improve myself from now on, so that I can make money to support him who is not yet famous after graduation...

How lively and cheerful was he at that time?He is always willful and reckless, relying on the favor of his relatives and lovers to act unscrupulously.

But when he was the happiest and most ignorant, he was hit in the head and woke up severely.

In the end, he realized that, except for his mother and sister, no one in this world could be trusted.

Geng Shaoran slumped in the taxi, thinking wryly, how could he forget such an important thing?