When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

Senior Oren has lost a lot of weight.His face was livid, his face was haggard, and his eyes were stained with a thick layer of blue-black. The hair that was originally smooth and soft was a little split, like hay.

And the one who tortured him into what he is now, undoubtedly, was Shangguan Qingrong who was sitting on the opposite sofa, tremblingly receiving him.

Oren held the tea blankly, his eyes rolling occasionally, but he didn't look at the person opposite, only looking at the decoration of the room.

This situation is indeed a bit scary.Shangguan Qingrong really couldn't keep up with him, put down the teacup in his hand, and sincerely bowed his head to apologize: "Senior Oren, what happened at your house last time was purely accidental. I was... a little impulsive at the time, consciously I don't know, I mistakenly regarded you as...as..." as those people in the previous life who were willing to fall for me.

Only then did Oren's eyes turn to him, his expression was still a little dull, but not as dull as before, and finally brought a little vitality.Shangguan Qingrong's drooping head, lost expression, and cryptic words all pointed directly at his heart.He also put down the tea he hadn't had a sip of in his hand, his upper body seemed to stand up, but his legs couldn't stand up, his hands were stretched out in the air, trying to help Shangguan Qingrong, but before he touched him, he took it back, hanging No advance or retreat in the air.

"I don't blame you, it's my own fault!" He finally spoke, his voice was hoarse and weak, and just a few words seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body. "Drizzt? Huberley, you, why are you doing this?"

Shangguan Qingrong raised his head, glanced at the haggard and sad senior, then quickly lowered his head, not daring to guess what he was going to say.

Soon, Oren's voice sounded again: "Why don't you accept Anna's feelings? I have given up, I no longer appear in front of you, I have... If you are with Anna, at least I will be at peace Some, why are you still alone?"

Shangguan Qingrong was left speechless by his scolding, and explained somewhat bewilderedly: "Senior, I have nothing to do with Senior Sister Valahal, really, don't get me wrong. She, she is a good girl."

"Of course I know!" Oren put his hands on the table and stood up suddenly: "I know she is a good girl! I have liked her for so many years, how can I not know how good she is? Since she is so good, why are you not here?" Together?"

His face had turned a liver color, and his hands trembled slightly.Shangguan Qingrong is well versed in medical theory, one can tell from his face that this is a harbinger of stroke.

Shangguan Qingrong was slightly startled, stretched out his hand to touch a few big acupuncture points under his neck, grabbed his wrist, injected a burst of true energy into his body, and after the blood on his face faded, he patiently explained: "Senior Oren, Listen to me. I explained what happened that day to Ms. Valahar later, and she also knew that it was just a misunderstanding, and she no longer has any ideas. If you are embarrassed to apologize to her, then I will convey this for you It will do, or send a letter."

Senior Oren didn't like men at first, so he forced a kiss and was seen by Miss Anna face to face. Thinking about it, he thought it was a great shame, right?Shangguan Qingrong smiled self-deprecatingly, let go of Oren's hand, and continued to coax: "Senior, I heard from senior sister that after you quit the painting club, you never saw her again. She is a girl, so naturally It's not good to take the initiative to ask you out. You'd better forget about that, meet her properly, and please her again? After all, you have known each other for many years, and it would be a pity if you broke up because of this accident?"

He didn't know how much Oren could listen to what he said, and whether he would believe it. He just kept his head down and said, but the other party didn't respond, neither agreed nor angry.Looking up, Senior Oren didn't know whether he was listening to him or not, his left hand was pressing on the right pulse gate, and he kept rubbing, his eyes stared into the distance blankly.

Could it be that his actions just now... made Senior Oren feel dirty?

His heart trembled, and he suppressed his bitterness again. He rang the bell to call the maid to fetch water to wash Oren's hands.The little maid, who had always loved Drizzt, walked up to Oren with a silver washbasin, reminding him to wash his hands in a sweet voice.

Only then did Oren recover from his own world, looked at the water basin in front of him, and Shangguan Qingrong with a smile in front of him, surprised and angrily said: "You... you just think that I Is it so disgusting? Even sitting in your house, you think I polluted the air here?"

Is this still his fault?Shangguan Qingrong was very wronged, and asked the little maid to bring the water down, but this time he didn't speak, anyway, Senior Oren didn't like him, so whatever he did was wrong.But since he hated himself so much, what did he come to see him for?Just to humiliate him again?

The last time something happened to them, wasn't it because Senior Oren had bad intentions and gave him an aphrodisiac first?Although he wanted to calm things down, he didn't have the patience to suffer this injustice anymore.

Shangguan Qingrong was angry and didn't speak, but raised his cup and drank tea frequently, hoping that Senior Ao Lun would see him serving tea and leave voluntarily.But that senior Oren was not only arrogant and unreasonable, but also had no winks. When he saw him bring tea, he drank it too, without any intention of leaving.

He drank until there was no more crimson tea in the cup, and Oren raised his head, his face was extremely ugly, and he seemed to have put in a lot of effort to say: "I graduated ahead of schedule, and I'm going to graduate after the summer vacation." Apprenticeship at the Wizard's Tower in Veronia."

In the mage tower in Veronia, Shangguan Qingrong vaguely remembered that there was such a thing, but he didn't know what it was, so he could only congratulate him vaguely: "Is it? The magic education there must be better, I wish you The senior has a bright future, and he will return soon after completing his studies."

This remark somehow provoked Oren, he slapped the table hard, grabbed Shangguan Qingrong by the collar, pulled him in front of him, and yelled angrily: "You don't know why I should You can't live in the capital, you can't go to the National Academy of Magic, and you go to Veronia? It's all because of you, it's all because of you bastard! You ruined me!"

As soon as he lifted his long legs, he stepped over the coffee table, and stuck tightly in front of Shangguan Qingrong, almost smelling his breath, with veins popping out of his hands due to too much force: "I have been driven into a mental illness by you , you are still here pretending that you don’t know anything, why are you!”

"Senior Oren..." Shangguan Qingrong felt breathless, but he didn't dare to push him away, for fear of angering this senior who was on the verge of collapse again, causing him to suffer from some kind of illness on the spot, he just raised his neck slightly, lest the two of them get close too close.

But such a slight movement still attracted Oren's attack again: "Why are you hiding? Didn't you kiss me very skillfully at the beginning?... You treated me like a woman, kissing and touching me, it hurts me. Hurt me, hurt me..."

Oren's expression became more and more sad and angry, and his face was so red that he almost had a stroke again.He freed his right hand, grabbed Shangguan Qingrong's hand, groped down, and pressed on a hard and hot place that Shangguan Qingrong couldn't be more familiar with: "It's all about you! It's all about you...I It's become abnormal now!"

After uttering these words, Oren's face became less red, and he let go of Shangguan Qingrong's hand as if it was scalded, let go of his collar, and sat down on the sofa: "Since that day... When I think about it, when I think about it..."

He covered his face with his hands, panting hard, and it took him a long time to calm down. "Now, I can't even think about Anna. When I think of her, your face appears in front of my eyes! Tell me, what face do I have to get back together with Anna? What face do I have to stay in school? What else do I have? Face... don't you want to spend your life in a remote country that no one knows?"

Could it be that Senior Oren also fell in love with him?Shangguan Qingrong was startled, it's impossible, he's clearly disliked himself all the time, and what he likes is Senior Anna... But the tactile sensation left in his hands truly reminded him that all this was not his dream , Senior, he really, really desires himself.

What about his senior?

Standing by the sofa, Shangguan Qingrong stared blankly at Oren who lowered his head and covered his face in endless pain, and carefully recalled every bit of their relationship.At first, he was a little afraid of Oren, but although he got used to it later, he couldn't say that he had a good relationship with him.After being drugged by him, he was mixed with resentment and guilt, and dared not face it.There is only love...there was only misunderstanding between them, how could there be love?

But senior, it seems that he wants his body...

In any case, he had promised his stepmother, God, that he would fascinate all beings like in his previous life.It has been more than a year since I came to this world. Except for the little Liteuk I met in the countryside, there is only one senior who confesses to him face to face. If he does not agree, will he be sorry for the expectations of his stepmother?

This embarrassing situation was not what he expected.How good would it be if the senior had some affection for him, not just because of his physical needs?Should he agree to being so emotionless and asking him just to vent?

Shangguan Qingrong was so upset that he poured himself a cup of black tea as if to cover up, and brought it to his mouth tremblingly, using the dense white mist to cover up the complicated expression in his eyes.

Oren's voice sounded again: "You also feel disgusted, are you afraid? Afraid of this, me who was made abnormal by you?" He suddenly laughed, there was no smile in his voice, but full of despair: "You Don't be afraid, I'm leaving soon, and I won't, ever come back to the capital. Hmph, even I feel sick! How could I, to a man..."

The voice gradually became deeper and deeper, and finally some nasal sounds were mixed in.Shangguan Qingrong couldn't bear it, swallowed a sip of tea, looked at the messy short hair on Senior Oren's head, finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth slightly, knelt down and stroked Oren's hand, and whispered in his ear: "Senior, I won't. I understand what you mean. If you want, I can..."

Oren snapped his hand open, his eyes almost protruding from their sockets: "What do you mean? Saint Drizzt? Are you pitying me? Are you using me to show your tolerance and mercy? Or are you condescending? Appreciate my ugliness?"

Shangguan Qingrong knelt on the ground, held his hands, silently lowered his head, his mind went blank, he didn't know how to answer him.

That's right, Senior Oren just found his body attractive for a while, so he naturally disliked him, and even felt disgusted with himself because of his dislike.

For a person who hates himself like this, why should he humiliate himself.