good boy

It was the house where Lin Yu fought with people outside the school, and Wen Zhouyao finally took him out to live in the house that Lin Manshu gave the key to.The place is regularly cleaned by someone. Over time, many people and things have changed, but this place is still the same as it was a few years ago.

Time seemed to be pulled back to that time all of a sudden, and the workbench that Wen Zhouyao specially made for him in the corner was still in its original position.

Lin Yu shouted coldly, and Wen Zhouyao carried him to the bathroom without saying a word from the moment he brought him in.

He took off all his clothes and soaked him in hot water with his arms around him.

Lin Yu trembled slightly from the beginning, then gradually recovered, and then calmed down.

He closed his eyes and pressed it against Wen Zhouyao's chest. The bathroom was full of steaming heat, which made him feel that all his thoughts were far away.

No one spoke, Lin Yu felt exhausted, leaning on his brother at this moment, he didn't want to think about anything.He doesn't think about the disappointment and helplessness of his parents, he doesn't think about the future, and he doesn't look back at the past. He just thinks that if time stays at this moment and stays forever, it's fine.

Later, the water became cooler, Wen Zhouyao changed the water for the second time, and Lin Yu cheered up a little.

He lay on the edge, looked sideways at his brother through the hazy fog, and said sullenly, "It's like a dream."

A barren unprepared dream.

Everything in the dream was still fragmented, he still couldn't get rid of the past, he still came out of the closet, left home, and maybe he would still wander the world later.

But it was very strange, he felt it carefully, and felt that he was actually not that sad and desperate.

Probably because the person who went wandering with him this time was named Wen Zhouyao.

"It's not a dream, it's true." Wen Zhouyao took the shower and poured water along his shoulders, refusing to coax him.

Lin Yu sweated from the tip of his nose because of the heat.

"Would you like me?" he asked with wide eyes.

Wen Zhouyao glanced at him: "What nonsense?"

Lin Yu slowly sat up from the prone position, squeezed between Wen Zhouyao's legs, and hugged him around his neck.

This skin-to-skin feeling brings an unprecedented sense of security, a little tighter, a little tighter.He had never felt that he had so much desire for skin-to-skin contact.

Rubbing him and kissing him like a drug addict possessed.

"Hold me, brother, you hug me." He murmured.

Wen Zhouyao didn't say anything, but hugged him tightly.

He rubbed Lin Yu's ear and asked him in a low voice, "Do you want to do it?"

Lin Yu nodded without hesitation.

Nothing can soothe him more than Wen Zhouyao's caress and hug at this moment. He wants to be close, and wants the sense of concentration that the whole world can only see one person.

Wen Zhouyao began to kiss him delicately, Lin Yu couldn't perceive anything else, and then his eyes kept shaking, and he panted quickly.

The location was moved from the bathroom at the beginning to the bedroom later.

Wen Zhouyao was not in a hurry throughout the whole process, he always knew what he needed most.

They got close, never separated for a moment from the beginning to the end, Wen Zhouyao pressed him, slowly, looked into his eyes, each stroke was deep and heavy.

With one click, Lin Yu's cry was forced out.

Lin Yu couldn't take it any longer, so he hung on his neck and begged desperately, but his body refused to separate as if to death.

Wen Zhouyao only did it once, but it lasted for two full hours, until Lin Yu became dizzy and lost consciousness.Halfway through, he was picked up by Wen Zhouyao and drank the medicine once in a daze, which was very bitter.

He shook his head and refused, and wanted to spit it out, but Wen Zhouyao squeezed his chin and poured it in mouth to mouth.

Lin Yu made trouble unreasonably, saying that he was too much, that his parents didn't want him anymore, and that he bullied me as soon as he came out with you.With tears in the corners of his closed eyes, he hugged Wen Zhouyao and muttered: "Brother, I only want you, you can't let me go."

"Why are you doing this, I'm in a little pain."

"I don't know, it just hurts."

……

Although he was given medicine, Lin Yu still had a high fever, and within an hour the temperature approached [-] degrees.

He had this physique when he was a child, and he had a high fever that couldn't go away.

When Yang Huaiyu followed Lin Manshu to visit him at dawn, what he saw was Lin Yu's hair was so hot that he was dehydrated, and he was lying on the bed with chapped lips and couldn't wake up.

Yang Huaiyu stood by the bed and shed tears, her heart ached like twists.

She covered her mouth and said, "I knew it, I knew his temperament, he was stubborn and refused to bow his head, and in the end, he didn't know whether he was tormenting himself or us."

These words were actually said to Wen Zhouyao who was standing beside him.

Yang Huaiyu's mother's heart could not overcome her concern for her son after all, and she couldn't survive the whole night, so she entrusted Lin Manshu to bring her to see him.

How can I not get sick after being exposed to such a heavy rain and being slapped again.

Wen Zhouyao also looked at the person on the bed, and said, "Don't worry, it will only get better if you sweat. He forced himself too hard. With this time, it may not be a bad thing."

Yang Huaiyu saw that his son had lost his mind.

Holding the elder son's hand, he said, "What did the doctor say? Did you prescribe medicine? Did you give him an injection?"

Wen Zhouyao: "I just had an injection two hours ago, and I took the medicine, don't worry."

Yang Huaiyu walked to the head of the bed, bent down and stroked his son's hair.

Looking at Lin Yu, with tears in his eyes, "I still remember that when he was five years old, he had a high fever and fell into a coma for half a month. He always cried out in pain when he was half asleep and half awake, but he couldn't say anything when I asked him. So a little bit older , the lips are bitten to the point of bleeding, just gritted my teeth and cried, I don’t know what I dreamed, it’s so painful.”

Didn't notice the look in Wen Zhouyao's eyes, Yang Huaiyu continued.

"It was the day before you returned to Jianjing. He just got better and came to his senses. He became more clingy than before. In many cases, he didn't even look like a five-year-old child. When he got better, he started to recover. He took the initiative to ask to learn woodcarving from his father. He was afraid of the cold in the bitter summer, but he persisted for so many years. Later, he got Yi Linglong, and he cared about everyone. How could his father and I not see it. "

The more Yang Huaiyu talked, the more she couldn't stop crying, Lin Manshu helped her up.

"Sister-in-law, it's getting late, we should go back. With Zhou Yao looking after her, Xiao Yu will be fine."

Yang Huaiyu turned to look at Wen Zhouyao.

Wen Zhouyao's gaze was still on Lin Yu's face.

"This." Yang Huaiyu finally took out something from his bag and handed it to Wen Zhouyao.

It was the pendant of the wood carving knife, Lin Yu's first complete carving back then, and it was also the first gift for Wen Zhouyao.

Yang Huaiyu said: "It should have been left behind during the conflict between you and the bodyguard yesterday, please keep it well."

The dark cord between the palms snapped and was re-knotted.

The hanging ornaments have also worn away the engraving marks over a long period of time, and have a sense of accumulated years.

Wen Zhouyao went to see Yang Huaiyu.

Yang Huaiyu said with red eyes: "It's still hard for me to accept the fact that my son fell in love with another son, but Zhouyao, Aunt Lin will always be at ease with you. I know you will never hurt him. No parent Yes, I really have the heart to hurt my own child. Anyway, take good care of him these few days, you Uncle Lin and I, including yourself, need time to digest this matter. "

Wen Zhouyao put away the things in his palm and nodded.

"Thank you, Aunt Lin." Wen Zhouyao said, "You have given us tolerance beyond our imagination. He knows that you will be very happy to see him."

Yang Huaiyu hurried out the door with red eyes.

When there was no movement outside, Wen Zhouyao looked at the things in his palm again, put them away and sat beside Lin Yu's bed.

He bent down and kissed his forehead.

He pressed his forehead lightly and said, "Thanks for your hard work, these years."

Wen Zhouyao used to have many suspicions, because Lin Yu was too young and mature, and later he had a lot of dreams intermittently, and had other guesses.He thought, children have experienced those dreams, but they still remember them.

With those regrets and pains, he stumbled to his side after crossing the wounds of a lifetime.

Now he is completely sure of this conjecture. Those distresses have gone from dense to completely impenetrable, gouging out the flesh of his heart, day by day, making him hate himself, and there is no time to protect him in the future.

Wen Zhouyao moistened Lin Yu's dry and tight lips, and because of the fever, the color on Lin Yu's lips became pale.

Since Lin Yu didn't tell it himself and wanted to keep it a secret, then he should keep it a secret. He can pretend that he doesn't know for the rest of his life.

They still have a lot of time, what he lacks most in this life is patience.

Lin Yu's high fever lasted for a whole day and night, and it didn't come down until the second night.

When he opened his eyes, he was even a little foggy.

Outside the window, it was drizzling, and it was raining lightly.

The heavy rain yesterday has passed, and today there is a tendency to slow down, just like the fury of thunder is about to rest, everything is hidden under the soundless silence.

Wen Zhouyao came in from outside the door with porridge, saw him open his eyes, paused for a moment, and said normally: "Aunt Lin and sister-in-law came to see you in the morning."

There was surprise in Lin Yu's eyes for a moment, and he looked towards the door.

Wen Zhouyao came over and put down the bowl, and asked him, "Is there any other discomfort?"

"I don't have much strength, it should be due to kidney deficiency." He was still in the mood to make a joke, except that his voice was rough and thin, and he naturally stretched out his arms to hug Wen Zhouyao.

Wen Zhouyao leaned over and picked him up, "It's normal to be weak after a high fever, and you haven't eaten for a long time."

Lin Yu could smell the smoke from his body.

"Did you cook it yourself?" He leaned in front of Wen Zhouyao and asked.

Wen Zhouyao: "Well, since you haven't woken up, I'll put a pot on it to keep you warm."

Lin Yu let himself act as if he had no long hands, letting his brother feed him bite by bite.

After eating some hot food in my stomach, my body felt a little stronger.

It seemed that he inadvertently asked Wen Zhouyao's first question just now, "My mother...how is she?"

Wen Zhouyao: "It's true that she's not in a good state, but I think she's made it through."

Lin Yu stopped eating what was in front of his mouth, and looked up at Wen Zhouyao.

Wen Zhouyao lowered his head and rubbed against him, and said: "Yesterday's blow was the most dangerous. After I took you away, Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin must have thought a lot. She may be able to come to see you this morning. It may not be because of Uncle Lin." The meaning is inside."

"I think it's difficult." Lin Yu said: "My dad probably wants to kill me. He threatened to break my legs before. I've embarrassed the old Lin's family. This time it's definitely for real. .And I said in front of the whole family that I would leave with you, my dad must be very angry."

"It's certain to be angry." Wen Zhouyao comforted him, "But you won't be killed, and you can keep your legs."

Lin Yu stopped eating and buried his head in his brother's neck.

"No, they won't forgive me." Lin Yu said.

Wen Zhouyao touched him with his shoulder, asked him to eat more, and said: "Yes, I will take you home the day after tomorrow."

"Go home?" Lin Yu immediately sat upright, eyes wide open: "What home?"

After Lin Yu asked himself, his expression changed on the spot.

"Yes." He muttered to himself: "I just said how could my dad agree to you taking me out, did you promise something to them yesterday? Didn't you?"

Lin Yu stared at Wen Zhouyao closely, hoping that he would shake his head and say no, but he didn't.

Lin Yu's face turned pale.

"You don't want me, you really don't want me, who let you make your own claims?" Lin Yu didn't realize that his eyes were so red, he pushed him, and said viciously: "Wen Zhouyao, you bastard!"

Because the voice did not recover, the last two words were split, and the voice did not come out.

Wen Zhouyao stared at him, looking at his pale face that was gradually turning red with anger.

"If I let you go home, I don't want you. Does that mean you are married if you enter the bridal chamber?" Wen Zhouyao asked him, looking closely into his eyes, "Lin Yu, you have to be in my bed for the rest of your life." My people will never give you a chance if you want to escape, do you understand?"