bodhi rose

Putting on a decent suit and taking a briefcase to go out to socialize every day has been the basic state of work since this time.

Several shareholders are very busy people, the matter has come to this point, and everything that can be discussed has been discussed, and it is not appropriate to entangle them again and again.

Jane Luowei was away on a business trip, so there was only Li Wenjia left here for the time being.

He is different from Jane Lovell, he is not Jian Yun's pillar and face, and he can do things that Jane Lovell is not ashamed to do for him.So what if you go to them again and again for interviews?Even if he knelt down and begged, he could do it.He is nothing, so it doesn't matter what he does.

In a Japanese-style clubhouse integrating hot springs, catering and accommodation, the melodious sound of zither strings is coming and going.

Li Wenjia was in a hurry, and the lining of his clothes was covered with sweat.

He stopped at the door of the suite, calming down his shortness of breath and his slightly messy appearance. In front of him were grids of wooden window lattices, reflecting the slanted shadows of the small courtyard outside. Unique obscurity and dullness.

This is the third time to meet with Mr. Lu, and the previous few times have been shirked, so this opportunity is even more hard-won.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and after getting permission from the people inside, he took off his shoes and opened the door to enter.

There is a plain salad fan on the side of the eye, but it can't hide the gorgeous phantom behind it.

A red plum with slender branches is inserted in a thin celadon vase and placed on a low flower stand, exuding a faint cold fragrance.There is a dragon-shaped lamp in the corner, the lampshade is simple, but the dragon-shaped lamp base is exquisite and delicate.

Two geisha in Chinese costumes hummed Japanese enka, the Edo-era-style singing voice was mellow and full of melancholy.Their clothes are heavy and full of texture, and their facial makeup is classical but not exaggerated, like two delicate porcelain dolls.

Mr. Lu sat cross-legged on a futon. He was wearing a black bathrobe, with a tea ceremony in front of him, immersed in the pure oriental style with great interest.

Everything here seems to show a high price, whether it is a table, a chair and a lamp, or the middle-aged Mr. Lu who is fat and in bad shape.

Li Wenjia looked calm and focused, and he sat down opposite him after the other party motioned him to sit down.

He had actually swallowed a double dose of antidepressants before coming here.Worry repeatedly engulfed his mind and heart. When it was severe, he had difficulty communicating with the outside world. He couldn't feel the passage of time, couldn't understand what others said, and couldn't handle any work except in a daze.

The medicine can indeed work, at least for now, he can think clearly and be able to communicate normally with this man who makes him sick with fear.

"... Maybe you don't know, I have been with Liang Yiting for a long time. Since I left Qiyun Tower last summer, I have been by his side."

He can even mention that part of the past frankly.

Mr. Lu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I really don't know. But what does this have to do with the thing you came here to talk to me about?"

Li Wenjia said: "I think there should be no second person in this world who knows better than me what kind of person he is."

"..."

"Although I don't do business, but before doing business, you must first know what kind of person your partner is. This should be very necessary and the most basic."

He smiled and continued: "Actually, I am very surprised. The senior management of Jian Yun should have known that Jian Luowei and Liang Yiting are partners. They were still developing the Burmese project together one second, but the next second Huang Tian began to have a purpose. He wants to annex Jian Yun. Why do some of you dare to cooperate with such a person who can turn his face as soon as he says he can and is merciless? Are you not afraid of becoming the next Jian Luowei?"

Mr. Lu took a sip of tea, with a half-smile: "I haven't made a decision on this matter yet. But Huangtian's future is indeed immeasurable. Now, you want me to give up after listening to you. Why do you think?"

Li Wenjia smiled ironically, "I'm really nothing, I'm just a person who has slept with him for half a year..." Half a year should be long enough for that kind of people, "Mr. Lu is a smart person. You have been in the mall for so many years and know more than I do. You probably have some concerns for not making a decision. I want to tell you that your concerns are right."

Having said that, Mr. Lu felt a bit put the cart before the horse.He drank a cup of tea, changed his attitude, and said with a smile: "The meeting I imagined is not like this. After all, isn't it because you have something to ask for me?"

"..."

Li Wenjia didn't answer, and his words began to be unscrupulous, "It's not cute at all to be so serious. I thought you would know how to please men the most. Once I am happy, I might agree to you."

This sentence was too harsh, Li Wenjia said word by word: "I am also a man."

"Of course I know you're a man." Mr. Lu seemed to be scanning an innocent animal cub, and said amusedly, "Can't men be good? You are also from Qiyun Tower, so you shouldn't be the best at these things. What now?" Instead, pretend to be pure?"

Li Wenjia felt dizzy for a while.

The man handed him a cup of hot tea and waited for him to pick it up with his hand raised.

Li Wenjia froze for a moment, and stretched out his hand slowly, just as he took the cup, he held his whole hand in the palm of his hand, and the cup suddenly fell down, making a mess on the table.

The man kept rubbing the back of his hand with his fingers, which could be called undisguised obscenity. Li Wenjia's eyes burst into blood at that moment.

"I remember that you are very good at playing the piano. I saw you play it when I was in Qiyun Tower. You are very good at three strings and seven strings. Come, play me a piece, this time only for me, ha!" He waved his hands repeatedly The two geisha were sent away, leaving only the shamisen.

Li Wenjia was pulled by him to stand up, and she gathered herself under the unrestful heartbeat, her voice was slightly hoarse: "Mr. Lu, I played the tune, can you promise me?"

"Yes, yes, I promise you everything!" The other party's face suddenly showed a red light of excitement.

Li Wenjia was about to go forward to get the instrument, but was stopped again: "Wait."

He turned his head.

Mr. Lu said: "Change clothes! Isn't the suit too boring? There is a kimono inside, go, go and change!"

"..."

"By the way, wash yourself, your head is sweaty, and you must be covered in stinky sweat!"

"..."

Li Wenjia didn't want to change clothes, let alone take a bath here. The man's eyes were like foul-smelling mucus, which he couldn't shake off. The air is immediately polluted and corroded.

He moved his steps with difficulty, towards the direction of the bathroom inside.

His vision became blurred again. The indoor hot spring was next to the backyard, only separated by a half-closed sliding door, dotted with green bamboos and pebbles. In the evening, the mist from the hot spring was lingering.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly took off his clothes and walked into the shower room next to the hot spring behind a curtain.

In the tight and small space, he breathed slowly, and then turned on the water flow.

After hastily rinsing, he went to the closet to get clothes.

It was said to be a kimono, but it was actually a set of yukata. Li Wenjia rummaged for a while, and except for the white bath towel, there was only a purple yukata that was obviously for women.

Mr. Lu's voice seemed to come from the thin door: "Are you ready?"

Li Wenjia froze and didn't care about other things. He quickly unfolded the clothes and put them on. The whole process didn't take more than two seconds. Then he took the half belt with flowers and tied a tight knot around his waist.

Mr. Lu's eyes flicked from the side behind the sliding door, watching his clean naked body covered by delicate and lustrous light purple cloth, and the slender white neck under the thick black hair was extremely attractive.

Like a hunter with malicious intentions, he is not eager to kill the prey quickly, but wants to play with his palms to his heart's content, and then hunt and kill in one fell swoop when he is satisfied.

Li Wenjia walked out from behind the door and walked straight to the tatami.

Mr. Lu had a good time and sat down in his original position. The mess on the table had been tidied up at this moment. He held the cup and looked at him with a red face.

Li Wenjia picked up the qin, knelt down on the soft rush mat slowly and neatly, tried to tune with his slender fingers, and drew stagnant and trembling notes on the strings.

He hummed the famous "Cherry Blossom" in this series, and he sang not very well, with intermittent and broken sounds, but he himself seemed unable to detect it, with a dull expression and a lack of vitality, just like a porcelain doll.

There was a hazy fog in front of his eyes, as if the medicine had failed, and auditory hallucinations were ringing in his ears.

A voice said: "That's it, you knew what was going to happen before you came here, you knew it from the beginning. Accept your fate, it's not like you haven't made this kind of deal...Are you going to kill Jane Lowe, try it , give it a try if you have a chance..."

Another voice changed from a hoarse and trembling "Don't" to a hissing scream, repeating over and over again: "I don't... let me go! I don't want to do this kind of thing again!! Just let me go—"

Mr. Lu couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards him.

Li Wenjia suddenly leaned to the side and fell off the tatami. He opened his eyes wide as if he couldn't focus, and said with trembling lips, "Mr. Lu, please respect yourself."

"Self-respect?" He chewed the word playfully, leaning forward, "I don't believe you are so 'simple', from the last time I saw you, you should know what I want. This time it's you I only went to the appointment when you asked me out alone, but you understand everything, am I right?"

He was right, he understood everything.

Li Wenjia retreated little by little in extreme fear as he approached.

Before coming here, he was mentally prepared.Never thought of defying, let alone angering him, he can't be self-defeating.When all the rhetoric is exhausted and it is still useless, he will obey...

His fingers touched the briefcase he had put aside before, and when the other party rushed over again, he pushed the briefcase into a dark corner.

The black briefcase shimmered for a moment.

The man grabbed his collar and viciously pinned him to the ground. Li Wenjia's forehead hit the corner of the table with a "bang".

In an instant, the whole world turned white, and he was stunned. When he gradually came back to his senses, the sharp pain spread. The man was undoing his belt. It seemed that it was a bit of effort. Licked.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

No one paid any attention to it, and after a few moments, a quiet voice slowly came in: "Mr. Lu, what are you doing? Even I can't enter."

"Fuck you!" The man cursed in a low voice, quickly got up, straightened his clothes and went to open the door.Halfway through, he remembered something, and shouted at Li Wenjia: "Get out!"

Li Wenjia hadn't recovered from the hit, she was almost dead, and she only bent her finger for a moment.

His clothes were spread out, and the light purple cloth was spread out to reveal a large piece of complete hydrangea pattern. In the dazzling shades of color, his body was also like a flower, blooming among the clusters of flowers.

Thinking that he has fallen to this point, it doesn't matter much, so Mr. Lu ignored it and hurriedly opened the door.

Liang Yiting stood at the door, and when he faced him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

He has a slender figure, the black suit on his body is flat without any wrinkles, his face looks very white in the dark night, so white that he is almost neurotic.

He didn't take off his shoes, he stepped into the room, and glanced at the other person here.

Mr. Lu was surprised and solemn about his arrival, and his attention was obviously far higher than that of the insignificant male prostitute who had shrunk into a corner. They're all just whores.

"How could Mr. Liang..."

Liang Yiting flicked the corner of his shirt, sat down calmly, and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Lu was going to an appointment with 'Jian Yun', so he rejected my invitation specially for this reason, so I was curious, so I came to have a look .”

"Mr. Liang was joking, just play casually."

Liang Yiting took a clean cup, picked up the warm teapot with his white and skinny hands, and poured a line of green tea into it.

Mr. Lu was about to sit down next to him, but Liang Yiting said leisurely: "I want to be alone for a while now, please ask Mr. Lu to go to another room."

"..."

"Huh?" He smiled, "Can't you?"

The man understood, and although he was reluctant, he only said politely: "Of course! Mr. Liang is having fun, so I'll go first."

He closed the door behind him as he left.

The room was silent, and Liang Yiting didn't speak, but slowly drank the whole cup of tea while holding the fine porcelain cup.

Li Wenjia came out of the corner on all fours, with disheveled clothes. He hugged his thighs and leaned against him. He put a large piece of bare skin in front of his body on his cold black suit, winding around him like a snake.

The dragging bathrobe spread out with the open arms, Liang Yiting's vision was flooded by a delicate and enchanting purple, Li Wenjia wrapped his arms around his neck, and his cool lips fell on his neck.

In the next second, he was pushed down heavily.

Li Wenjia fell to the ground and was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards him again.

Liang Yiting pushed him away again.

After a few times, Li Wenjia hugged his neck tightly and kept kissing his lips. After receiving no response, she lowered her head and kissed his Adam's apple, repeatedly sucking on the bulge.

Liang Yiting moved his hand on his waist, and said coldly: "Your acting skills are poor, do you know that?"

Li Wenjia paused.

"The whole body is hard, the place that should be soft is not soft, and the place that should be hard is not hard." He turned his face, and flushed a whole pot of cold tea on the table down to his face, and the water flowed Continuously flowing down his face and covering his whole body, "He touched you, didn't he?"

"..."

"Before you come near me, wash yourself well."

Liang Yiting put down the teapot and stood up.

Li Wenjia was like a brown candy that couldn't be shaken off, with nowhere to go this night, and he hugged him tightly like driftwood.He lay on the ground and hugged his legs in a very humble way, unable to say anything.All he knew was that this was the only way out.

"What do you take me for?" He looked down at him.

"..."

"The same prostitutes as those people."

"..."

"What do you consider yourself to be?" He leaned down and clenched his chin, "Whore?"

In the corner, another faint spot of light flashed on the briefcase.

Liang Yiting glanced over and said, "Camera?...Oh, yes. Mr. Lu has a wife and children. If he refuses to admit it afterwards after having sex with him, he can threaten him with this."

"..."

"Speak, am I right?"

"..."

Liang Yiting shook his face, the phalanx almost crushed his jaw, "For that bastard, you can sell yourself, for a man with arms and legs, you can sell yourself again..."

His words were light and light, but hatred almost rose from it.He couldn't do without him, he couldn't do without such a person.

"What are you doing with your body?"

If possible, he would like to split him in half and throw the evil half to the dogs.

Li Wenjia gasped at his feet, his body convulsed slightly.

Liang Yiting smiled, but there was no wave in his eyes, and he clearly said in his ear: "I will punish you."

Like a dying animal, Li Wenjia suddenly opened his eyes wide in a coma.

There are two types of pain he can perceive, one is like a blunt instrument, it is a bloody and painful trauma, but as long as he is not dead, even the disabled wound will heal.The other kind is like a virus invasion. It may not be painful at first, but the torment is slow and long-lasting, accompanied by the fear of the unknown all the time. Maybe it will deteriorate one day, and it will slowly rot and die.

Liang Yiting belongs to the latter.

He struggled to the death.

The hazy mist in front of him gradually distorted until it boiled. He was hysterical, his eyes were red, the veins on his neck protruded, and the birthmark was as red as if it was about to ooze blood.

He was tied up with a rope, carried on his shoulders in the air, and galloped all the way.

Like a swan with its neck cut, he flapped his wings all the way, and after a hoarse cry, his slender, white neck hung down lifelessly.

A pot of crabapple on the window sill burst out a small white flower bud in the sunlight.

Jing Yun coughed and took back the glass cup filled with clean water.

He hadn't seen his father for two days, which rarely happened, and he felt a little uneasy.But Uncle Ren next door said, maybe it was just because he was too busy at work.Indeed, Dad has been busy with work these days, and he doesn't even have a good meal.

Uncle Ren took care of his food for two days, and at lunch time, he came to ask him to eat again.

Jing Yun agreed and followed.

In fact, he doesn't have much appetite either, simply, he just doesn't have the appetite to eat, but he can't stop eating.

Uncle Ren said while spreading the bowls and chopsticks, "Did you drink the cough medicine?"

Jingyun nodded.

He's been having a bit of a cough on and off lately.

Uncle Ren looked at him for a while, then reached out to touch his forehead: "You don't have a fever..."

At this moment, a strange face appeared at the door and asked, "Hello, does Li Wenjia live here?"

"Ah you are?"

The strange man stepped in with a friendly smile: "I'm his colleague. He's been very busy recently and may not be able to take care of the children. I'm entrusted by him to take the children to school for a boarding."

"Are you so busy?..." Ah Ren scratched his head.

Jing Yun asked, "Which colleague are you? My father didn't tell me about the boarding beforehand."

The man glanced at him, smiled and said: "I work in the same department as Jian Yun, do you want to meet him first? I can take you there to have a look, but your father is really busy and doesn't have time to play with you. You can only take a look."

"It may not be convenient for him to answer the phone during the meeting, but..." He took out Li Wenjia's ID card, "I have this."

"..."

Jingyun hesitated for a moment, because he desperately wanted to see his father, so he followed him away.

However, after getting in the car and driving for more than ten minutes, he found that this was not the route to school.

When Li Wenjia woke up, he had a splitting headache, and the surroundings were pitch black, except for the thin silver glow cast by the bright crescent moon outside the window.

He moved his body and heard the slight sound of metal rubbing.

After recognizing it, I moved my legs again, and the voice became clearer.Afterwards, the voice-activated light above his head brightened without warning, and he covered his eyes reflexively.

Then he slowly moved his hand away, and he saw that his right ankle was tied with a silver-white chain.The chain was as thick as a baby's wrist, and the circle around him was even engraved with exquisite patterns.

The rooms are nothing but soft beds and carpets.

He walked down to the ground, the chain was very long, it seemed to be enough for him to walk into the bathroom in the room, but it was just that, when he reached the door, the whole chain was tightened, and he could no longer move half a minute.

Going on and on, the chains rattled and rattled, and his ankles began to ooze blood.

In the middle of the night, a little sound is amplified.

The whole house was unusually quiet, all the helpers here were dismissed, except for Liang Yiting... and the earth dog he brought back then, there was no other living thing.

Liang Yiting turned on the gas on the stove, and 2 minutes later a bowl of noodles was ready.

The noodles are made in Western style and have a buttery aroma, but they obviously don't understand the details and ignore common sense, and they are all glued together after being heated.

Liang Yiting stirred it for a while, then poured it out like that, and sprinkled a handful of spices on top.

Li Wenjia heard footsteps coming from the stairs, and then a person appeared from the shadows.

Liang Yiting appeared in front of him, holding a tray with a bowl of noodles and a few apples on it.

A small puddle of blood flowed from Li Wenjia's feet, but he didn't seem to know the pain.

He watched Liang Yiting walk into the room without saying a word, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said casually, "Come over and have something to eat."

Li Wenjia was still at the door, staring at him blankly.

Without raising his head, Liang Yiting took an apple from the plate and began to peel it.

He had never peeled an apple before, and knew that it was impossible to peel it so beautifully for the first time, so he prepared several apples, which were enough for him to peel slowly, until he could peel a clean and beautiful apple for him to eat.

"What do you want to do?" Li Wenjia moved over with difficulty, every step brought a series of noises and a trace of blood.

Liang Yiting turned the apple and peeled off half a circle of skin, "Don't you like noodles? Let you eat."

"Let me go..."

"Isn't this chain particularly beautiful?" he said absently.

The apple in my hand was peeled, so I put it down and picked up another one.

"Let me go..."

Liang Yiting ignored it.

The new one was much more proficient at peeling, and after a while, a clean apple was ready, and he handed the apple to him.

Li Wenjia did not answer.

Liang Yiting put it in his hand, picked up the uncut one, and took a bite himself.

Li Wenjia slowly knelt down in front of him.

Liang Yiting hooked his bloody chain with his toes, "I specially made this chain for you, do you know how long I've wanted to do this?"

"..."

"Do you know why I didn't do this before?"

"... Please, let me go."

Liang Yiting reached out and stroked his hair: "I want the two of us to live together."

After a moment of silence, Li Wenjia went completely crazy, threw the apple in his hand at him, and threw the bowl of noodles to the ground.

The soft carpet became extremely slippery after being splashed with sticky noodles. He stepped on the sticky stuff with bare feet, the color of blood mixed with the color of food, wet and dirty.

Liang Yiting looked at him crazy, "You're crazy, Jane Lowe doesn't want you anymore, you can only stay by my side."

Li Wenjia suddenly grabbed the apple-peeling knife and pointed it at him.

Liang Yiting looked crazier than him with his emotionless appearance. He pointed to his heart and seemed to smile a little: "Prick this way, I'm dead, and you'll never get out. Within a week, you'll be dead." You have to be buried with me. It's good that we both die here together."

Li Wenjia's hands trembled badly, and the point of the knife suddenly turned around and aimed at him.

Liang Yiting looked at him.

After a while, he slanted the corners of his mouth, but still smiled: "If you make a hole, I'll help you fill it up. It's you who didn't die. If you die, it's your son who hurts."

Li Wenjia's breathing was terrible in the silence.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

Liang Yiting picked up the knife and stood up.All of a sudden, he put away that frivolous smile completely, and said unhurriedly: "You don't want to see Jingyun again in this life, I have already sent him abroad, you will never find him."

…………

His favorite is not Jane Lowe, not even Bai Zhou, no one, he loves that child the most.

There was only one child who spent the longest time with him, longer than anyone else—except for his mother, but she was dead long ago, but he was still alive.

If Jian Luowei's accident could keep him sane, then Jingyun's accident would completely break him down.

Liang Yiting knew that he must have such a process.

At first, it was manic-depressed, frantic and never-ending resistance. When all the strength was exhausted, he began to go on a hunger strike in silence.

The occupancy rate of the villas on the mountain is low, and the single-family houses are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. After there are no outsiders at home, it is indeed like being isolated from the world. No one knows what happened here.

Liang Yiting turned down all unnecessary entertainment, and worked at home when he could. If he had to go out, he would come back at noon.

Even if he doesn't eat, he still brings three meals a day to him, sometimes it's ready-made food brought back from outside, most of the time it's a simple meal made by himself-this is almost a completely closed world for two people, even if Being a food delivery person seemed extra redundant.

A week later, Li Wenjia, who hadn't eaten a grain of rice, was close to a semi-comatose state. Liang Yiting kindly called Dr. Lu, gave him a needle in his arm, and began to infuse him with glucose and protein.

The hunger is so weak that as long as there is still a slight thought of not wanting to die, the body's instinctive desire to survive will start to work.

He can continue to skip meals, but he will not want to take the initiative to pull out the needle.

Since Dr. Lu came, he helped him change the gauze wrapped around his ankle.

The gauze was wrapped neatly and thickly, and the wound inside was healed well, and there was no sign of inflammation.

Dr. Lu washed it briefly, applied some medicine, and rewrapped the gauze.

"Wrap it thicker." Liang Yiting reminded.

"This wound no longer needs—"

"Do not talk nonsense."

Dr. Lu didn't say anything more, and while entangled in circles, he was thinking about the relationship between these two people in his heart.

Another night came quietly, and Liang Yiting, like a considerate lover who can always keep an appointment on time, sent him a bowl of fragrant, thick and soft white porridge at a fixed time.

The light came on, and the person who had been lying down seemed to have regained a little strength, and quickly curled up. He seemed to have nowhere to hide, and shivered and curled up in a ball in a corner of the bed.

Liang Yiting walked towards him, and said softly: "I cooked porridge today, try it, it must be better than the first time."

Li Wenjia looked at him with cloudy and dazed eyes, as if he hadn't woken up from his sleep.

Liang Yiting picked up the bowl and scooped it up with a spoon: "Look, I also put dates and longan in it."

"..."

He picked up a spoonful of porridge and blew it, bringing it to his lips.

Li Wenjia muttered something, lowered his head and held the spoon in his mouth.

Seeing that he had finally eaten, Liang Yiting quickly scooped up another spoonful and handed it over.There was a little smile in the corner of his eyes, and he asked patiently like a child: "What did you just say?"

"The sea...someone told me that if you walk across the sea, you can see my home..." He stretched out his finger and pointed to the empty space in front of the bed, "It's a lie...you can't walk In the past, no matter what, I can't get past it, I only see, only see..."

Liang Yiting stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "What did you see?"

"……coffin."

He suddenly showed an expression of extreme fear, and pulled up the quilt in front of him: "I saw the coffin! We are all dead! Jing Yun is also dead! He is dead! He is dead!—"

Liang Yiting covered his eyes with his hand: "You are having a nightmare."

"No, no - he is really dead, look, you see he came to me, he stood there, he looked at me -" his hoarse scream was filled with horror and sorrow, the whole The person twitched, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Liang Yiting restrained his large movements, obviously caught off guard by his reaction: "Wake up! Wen Jia?"

Li Wenjia gasped for air as if suffering from asthma, his pupils were dilated, his wriggling arms couldn't help hugging him, his whole body shivered tightly in his arms, and he repeated nervously: "I really saw it, I I really saw..."

When he woke up again, the sky was already bright, and the sunlight slanted down from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, like straight golden threads.

I can't remember clearly what happened last night. His pillows and sheets were replaced with new ones, which smelled like flowers, his hair became fluffy, his clothes were changed, and someone took a bath for him.

In the silence, he vaguely remembered something. He seemed to have vomited. After eating a few mouthfuls of porridge, his stomach felt uncomfortable. In the end, not only did he vomit out all the food he ate, but even the gastric juices rushed out as if the gate had been opened. , a mess on the bed.

When Liang Yiting brought him breakfast, he sat alone on the ground basking in the sun.The sunlight has a kind of penetrating power, his hair is jumping with golden light, his ears have become translucent, and his skin is so white that it glows, as if he is about to be tanned by the sun.

Liang Yiting stood at the door and looked at his silhouette, but didn't move for a while.

After a long time, Li Wenjia's voice floated out from afar: "I seemed to have a nightmare last night."

Like a question, but also like talking to himself.He didn't look back when he spoke, and maintained his original posture. He looked very thin, as if he could feel the protruding spine under the clothes.

Liang Yiting stepped forward and put hot food and a glass of clear honey water in front of him.

This time he didn't put anything in the porridge, fearing that his stomach wouldn't be able to take it anymore, so not to mention any fish and meat, it was just white porridge made from rice.But the porridge was boiled in the middle of the night, and it was so thick that even the rice grains almost melted, and the aroma was overflowing, which was very appetizing.

Li Wenjia looked at the porridge, moved his lips, and said softly, "I want to brush my teeth first."

Then he stood up and slowly moved into the bathroom with heavy steps.

Go to the bathroom, wash your face, and brush your teeth as usual.While cleaning his mouth carefully, he saw Liang Yiting walking over from the mirror.

He looked at him in the mirror, and after rinsing off the foam, he didn't bother to walk on his own, and the man directly picked him up.

He sat on the bed, and the man fed him porridge spoon by spoon until the bowl was empty.And he brought him the warm honey water to drink.

Li Wenjia drank a few sips, still with some sincerity and cowardice, asked cautiously: "Where did you send Jingyun...?"

Liang Yiting looked at him for a moment and said, "America."

Li Wenjia's throat twitched, and he didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his eyelashes and said, "Treat him well, don't hurt him."

"I don't need to hurt him."

Li Wenjia nodded silently and hummed.

He finally stopped the hunger strike, and the shackles on his feet still bound him. He ate every day when he woke up, and sat in the sun in a daze after eating.However, every meal is very limited, and if you eat more, you will vomit, and you will always be thin.

This kind of life continued for another week, and Li Wenjia didn't struggle or yell anymore, and didn't make any demands on him. Liang Yiting belatedly thought how he could spend the whole day just in a daze.

So after that, I brought him some fresh publications and novels every day.

The temperature outside this month is still a bit cold, but inside he only needs to wear a thin shirt. For people in this area, the floor heating is considered a luxury until early spring and April. This luxury has already made him almost forget what is really going on outside. temperature.

He has not stepped out of this room for more than half a month.

When the weather was cloudy and rainy, he had no sun, so he would just lie down and sleep day and night.

Liang Yiting came back to see him, and saw him lying on the bed with half-open eyes.

Li Wenjia's eyes rolled woodenly, and looked at him.

The dark clouds outside the window, the sky seems to be falling down, there is a secret sense of security in the room, but the person in front of him is dangerous.

Maybe it's not all about danger.He is contradictory. From the beginning to the end, he has always been a contradictory existence in his heart.

He hated him as much as he loved him.How dangerous he is means how strong his hand is.

He is enough to destroy him, but also enough to bloom the most enchanting flower in his heart.

Does he hurt?Li Wenjia thought to herself.

In this paradoxical love affair, he had experienced such deep pain, would he know it?

Has such an indifferent and self-centered person ever been hurt because of this love, because of him?

His blood suddenly began to boil, and he imagined admiring his pain, not because of anything else, just for him.

Li Wenjia looked at him almost in a daze, his cheeks gradually burned as he was immersed in that hallucination.

Liang Yiting caressed his face, "Wen Jia?"

Li Wenjia's pale and hot fingers, like spreading vines, went all the way up his wrist.

Liang Yiting paused for a moment.

He climbed up his arm and got up slowly, with a strange frenzy in his eyes, entangled him like Si Luo.He murmured his name in a low voice, and his fingers sank into his fine hair, like the most gentle comfort.

Liang Yiting cupped his face, breathing hot, and suddenly kissed his lips.

Li Wenjia opened his lips, and pushed the tip of his tongue straight into his mouth. Then, he was pressed into the mattress by the whole body, and the man's hot body completely surrounded him.

He groaned in response to the heat