Balance beam

Suo Yasong lay on the bed like a frog, his blood dropped to freezing point, and he didn't need to look in the mirror to know that his situation was miserable and shameful.It was just the dull pain coming from behind and the strange object reflected in the mirror, which made him unable to close his mouth for a while.

What's happening?What the hell did that guy do to him?Suo Yasong twisted his neck at an awkward angle, his forehead was wrinkled, and it took a lot of effort to identify it, and he was suddenly shocked out of his wits.It turned out to be a skinny!The little red alarm clock was jumping happily in the depression of the leather case.Every vibration drove the rod-shaped object below to pound in deeply, hitting Suo Yasong's fragile inner barrier like a heavy hammer.

Because of his body position, Suo Yasong still couldn't see his face, but he remembered that Jiang Jiang wrote on his face a lot last night. Suo Yasong pulled his wrist to squeeze his cheek, and rubbed it with the back of his hand. It was really dark almost one piece.Because he touched his cheek, Suo Yasong gasped, and there were pains from the corners of his mouth, forehead, and chin.

The knock on the door rang again after a short pause, and Suo Yasong pulled his wrist crazily, and the sexy handcuffs were quickly broken away, Suo Yasong pulled out the thing behind, and put it aside.His intestines felt as if they were being stretched, forcing him to burst into tears.

"Sir, breakfast service." Knock Kow~

Suo Yasong vigilantly stopped all movements, held his breath as if facing an enemy, concentrated all his energy on the door, and his face was flushed.As the doorknob was twisted back and forth, Suo Yasong rushed over like crazy. His body was weak, and he fell several times a few meters away. "Get out~ get out, I don't need a shitty breakfast service."

The distorted scream made no movement outside the room for a while, the voice was like a woman in awe, like fingernails scratching the glass, which made people feel numb.The air was stagnant for a moment, Suo Yasong tremblingly pressed against the door panel, black water mixed with sweat dripped down his body on the carpet, fainting into layers of wet stains.He bit his lip tightly, his temples throbbing. "Soon, I heard the sound of carts fading away mixed with the sound of footsteps.

Suo Yasong finally let out a breath and collapsed on the ground.

He wasn't kind enough to order breakfast for Zhao Mingbao, but that vicious man didn't consider him at all.

Suo Yasong was exhausted, and after a long rest, he climbed to the bathroom and knelt in the bathtub to wash himself a little bit.

His skin is white, and the black color stays on his body for too long. When he doesn't stay in it, he can't be completely fresh and clean after washing it many times. Suo Yasong once suspected that the black liquid medicine had penetrated into the deep layer of the skin, so he grabbed the brush and wiped it vigorously. .

When I rubbed my face with a towel, my skin hurt unbearably, and my tears flowed down involuntarily.Suo Yasong stood barefoot on the ground, his legs trembling, and his arms rested on the sink to support the strength of his body.What should he do?If you really can't get rid of it, you have to go to the hospital?What would those people think of him?What if the news gets out?Or carry these things all his life, Soyasong weeps weakly.He never wanted to be the man his father wanted him to be, and it really hurt him, and he wanted to cry.

Sawyer whimpered loudly, stuffed his mouth with a towel, the soles of his feet were textured with anti-slip mats, and there were a lot of stains on his arms. The man in the mirror looked like a distressed spotted leopard.

Tired from crying, I gathered my energy, sat back in the bathtub and dipped in the bath liquid with a brush, no matter how painful it was, I still rubbed hard with all my heart.Suo Yasong couldn't figure out what went wrong, and recalled the details a little bit, some details were too painful to live.Obviously he was sitting there, waiting for Zhao Mingbao to wake up, looking at the drill gun in his hand and showing a scared expression, screaming and begging, how did it become like this?That's right, that's not Zhao Mingbao, it's Jiang Jiang. If you meet him again, you must let him... Suo Ya shuddered, as long as he said that name, his liver trembled.He bit his lips tightly and rinsed while trembling. It took two full days to clean it completely, and it took a week to heal the wound on his face.

Suo Yasong used to stay out at night. Although he is not old, but he is a wealthy family with precocious children, so it’s okay to sleep out occasionally.Suo Yasong was a good boy, even though he was sensual, he seldom didn't eat breakfast with his grandfather. He didn't return for several days and only called to report. Suowenxing was very unhappy.That child has been close to his father since he was a child. Even if his father is a gay with a bad reputation, he still rushes towards him as always. This infatuation must have followed his amorous mother.And Qian Peilin is a guy who is good at winning people's hearts. Could it be that the two father and son went out for vacation again?The old man Suo suspected that his grandson followed his surname. After all, his father was the most important thing in his heart, so he couldn't help feeling restless and aching in the head.

Elderly people feel unwell, and no matter what food they eat, they don’t feel sweet and sweet in their mouths. “The porridge is too hard, how do you cook it?”

"There are barley in it." "I have bad teeth, and you still have to cook barley. I really don't know what to think."

"Soaking for a long time is good for your body."

"Damn it, I'm fine." The old man Suo yelled loudly, the room was quiet, and Aunt Xue, the nutritionist, only picked him with her eyes, and then ate on her own, "Why are you uncomfortable? ?”

"I'm not feeling sick, my body is very stiff. You want me to be uncomfortable? Are you expecting me to die every day?" Throwing the chopsticks on the table with a snap.He had great strength and was on top of the fire again. The chopsticks flew out in the direction of throwing and got stuck in the gap of the side cabinet.

Suo Yasong walked to the door, just when he heard his grandfather losing his temper, he pulled out his chopsticks with a smile on his face, "Grandpa, you are very energetic this morning. Come, let me hug you." Suo Yasong rushed forward regardless of the old man's awkwardness. Go up, "Do you still know to come back, kid?" Suo Yasong rubbed his chin and kissed his cheek again.Since he changed his surname, he changed his name to Suo Wenxing as his grandfather.No matter how strong the old man is, his body is also gradually aging. It is hard to imagine the perseverance to maintain the normal operation of the machine that should have collapsed long ago.

"Hmph, I know I'm old, you guys think it's boring to be in front of me, and you're all watching me die, I don't, I just want to live a good life." Aunt Xue was annoyed by his repeated words like this. I have to cry, "Who expects you to die? You are too heartless. How do you say such things in front of children?"

Suo Yasong tidied up his emotions and smiled and hugged the old man Suo into his arms, "Oh, grandpa, you are making trouble again, do you want to stop drinking milk if you don't see me?" He took the heated milk handed over by the chef and sent it to Suowen Star lips.

The vitality of the young man was like a radiant sun. The old man Suo narrowed his eyes when he saw his grandson, "Crazy boy, where have you been fooling around?"

"What is this?" The old man was naked, looking at the skin exposed at the collar of the shirt, Suo Yasong sat aside and laughed, "It's nothing."

"What's the matter with your face? Got into a fight?"

Knowing that Suo Yasong wouldn't come back for a few days, he didn't want to worry him, the old man Suo got rid of his heart disease, crossed his hands together, and flipped his thumbs back and forth, "Who did it?"

Suo Yasong's heart was shocked. If he knew that it was Li Jia's son who tormented him like this, Qian Peilin would not be willing to do it, but old man Suo was eager to find every opportunity to get rid of the violence and make him safe.Thinking of his father fidgeting because of that person's sadness, thinking of his father showing disappointment to him again...

Songsong immediately acted like a baby, "Grandpa, don't worry about young people's affairs."

Suo Wenxing glared at him for a long while, and finally retracted his gaze. The world is the world of young people after all, let Songsong figure it out for himself!

Aunt Xue's eyes were red and she was rubbing her wrists, "I'm going to serve Songsong some porridge."

Seeing the woman making excuses to leave, old man Suo sighed softly.

Suo Yasong saw all this.

Back then, when he was young, he also had a deep fear of the woman in black in this room, and he had to stick to the wall when walking.

And one night when he couldn't sleep, he saw his grandfather sitting on the sofa with a solemn expression. Although he was wearing a morning coat, he looked like a generation of emperors. "Wenxing, please, don't be angry. I didn't expect Sonia to do such an impulsive thing. She was so young, and you were not in good health at that time. I really just want you to sleep more. "

At that time, my grandfather cursed in a low voice, and his language was extremely vicious. No one could do that kind of forbearance, but she wanted to throw herself on the floor and kiss his leather shoes like worshiping a god. Love, disguised in various gestures, blinded everyone. human eye.

Suo Wenxing questioned his daughter, and Aunt Xue also admitted frankly that she felt very guilty for not letting him see her daughter for the last time, but it was unexpected. "Wen Xing, I love you, please, don't let me leave you." The old man Suo was extremely angry. They didn't get along, he knew.Suoyani passed away, like a sharp knife cutting out a piece of flesh in his heart, the pain was uncontrollable, maybe it would be different if he talked to her, annoyed to vent his regret on everyone, especially this woman.

Suo Yasong couldn't help but glanced back at her back. He vaguely remembered the old woman holding her grandfather's hand and telling her about the first time they met for many years, "I just beg you, don't drive me away. I'm leaving. What can you do? I can't let you go."

What makes her love so humble is no longer possible to study, in short, grandfather is also reluctant to drive her away, even if she indirectly took her daughter's life, she understands him using such an excuse to torture herself.

What exactly is love?

Two people like father and Li Jia, grandfather and aunt Xue, no matter how much they separate, they still cannot do without each other.They all love their mother, but after all, they all go against their mother's wishes and go in the direction she least wants to see.

Suo Yasong is powerless and unable to stop, these things can only be watched silently, endured silently, and then cherished silently.

There are some things that cannot be left alone. The words in front of his grandfather were just not wanting to cause too much trouble for himself and his father, but Jiang Jiang and Suo Yasong gritted his teeth. He knew his own weight and decided not to have direct contact with this person. Contact Chen Xi to arrange an interview time.