Broken Wings

"It's so hard to say it hurts." Duo was a little unhappy, and he didn't care about Su Zimo, got up and walked out, and then stopped at the door, "Muli take care of him"

Su Zimo was ill for a few days and gradually recovered.

But I feel that all this seems to be a dream, whether it is Pei Qingming, Xiao Wenlin, or Duo Ping, it is like a dream, and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not.

"You look pretty good today." Duo's gentle and warm voice entered his ears, Su Zimo looked up and watched Duo come in.

The "big beauty" Duo Yi leaned over slightly, looked at him with a smile on his face, raised his chin with his hand, looked into his eyes carefully, and smiled after a long while, "I prepared ginseng and millet porridge for you, drink all of it , don’t get tired for a while.”

Su Zimo looked at him in confusion, "What?"

Duo Yi rolled his eyes and smiled, "It's nothing." He stretched out his hand to support Su Zimo, pulled him to sit in front of the pear wood table, and added with a chuckle, "I want to punish you."

Su Zimo was startled, a little confused, and stared blankly at Duo Ming taking a bowl of porridge from the hand of the maidservant at the side, carefully mixed it with a spoon a few times, and brought it to him, looking at him gracefully, "Take it I drank the porridge"

Although Duo's words were soft, they carried an irresistible majesty. Su Zimo lowered his eyes slightly, "I'm not hungry."

Duomo touched his face gently with one hand, and his voice was very soft, "Did Zimo forget? I don't like rejection from others"

Now that people are under the eaves, how can Su Zimo be willing to bow his head? He is just a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken. He can't even fight against Pei Qingming, so how dare he compete with the prince Duo.

Just a bowl of porridge.

Su Zimo lowered his head and sighed, took the bowl in Duo's hand, and didn't care whether it was hot or not, so he drank it all up, threw the bowl out after drinking, and shattered the porcelain pieces all over the floor.

"Why don't you leave?" Su Zimo raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, fixedly looking at Duo Mo who was right in front of him.

Duo slightly raised the corners of his lips, approached his face, and said softly, "Why are you leaving?" Then he smiled, "I want to punish you properly, seriously."

"Zimo, come here." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Duo Mo stretched out his right hand to Su Zimo.

Su Zimo looked at him motionless, his eyes were so soft that water almost dripped out, but Su Zimo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he got up involuntarily and stepped back slightly, but brought him down A brocade stool.

Duo only looked at him so softly, for a while, put down his hand in the air, and looked at him more softly, "Zimo, what's wrong with you? Are you afraid of me?"

Su Zimo was indeed afraid of Duomo, he was different from Pei Qingming, he put everything on his face, but Duomo was really a villain with a hidden knife in his smile, Su Zimo took another step back, and suddenly felt a burst of pain in his body. Weak and fell to the ground involuntarily, Su Zimo suddenly felt extremely frightened, the fear from the inside out, he braced himself, supported the leg of the table with one hand, and asked with difficulty, "Can you give me medicine?"

Duo Ping walked up to Su Zimo slowly, squatted down, pinched his chin with one hand, and forced him to look at him, "It's just a little bit of weakness, why can't I take it anymore?" Wrinkled worriedly Eyebrows, but there is a bright smile on the corner of the lips, "What will you do in a while?"

Su Zimo suddenly felt numbness on the top of his head, his whole body trembled involuntarily, and he stammered, "You, what do you want to do?"

"You're afraid." Duo looked into his eyes for a moment, with a little smile in his eyes, and whispered in his ear very gently, "You'll know in a while."

Duo Yi hugged the trembling Su Zimo and laid him flat on the bed, sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at Su Zimo softly, making Su Zimo feel horrified.

Duo is like a cat, and Su Zimo is like the dying mouse under his paws, trying his best, but Su Zimo can only wait to die.

"Zimo, do you know how beautiful you are?" Duo Mo suddenly said, stood up and put his arms beside his ears, and looked at him with a light smile. There is nothing left of the fish waiting to be slaughtered except struggling.

"Why are you so afraid of me?" The smile in Duo's eyes deepened, and he reached out to stroke Su Zimo's cheek, "I won't eat you again," he said slowly getting up, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching quietly. With Su Zimo.

"I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you." He looked at Su Zimo seriously and said, "Zimo, if I had never met you, I would never believe it anyway. In this world there will be Such a beautiful man who makes the world look pale." He slowly caressed Su Zimo's lips, "You are the first person to fall in love with me." He laughed as if mocking himself, "It's still a man."

As he spoke, he smiled softly, unfastening Su Zimo's belt with his hands.

Su Zimo quietly closed his eyes, only to feel that something came up from the bottom of his heart, covering his whole heart.

Duo took off all of Su Zimo's clothes, looked at Su Zimo with admiration, and reached out to touch his chest, "No wonder Qingming still misses you so much until his death. You are indeed a stunner worth keeping in my heart." Su Zimo Close your eyes tightly and listen to him continue, "Your body is just like your face, it's absolutely beautiful"

Duo said that his body was as beautiful as his face.

Su Zimo suddenly felt his stomach churn.

Su Zimo's whole body couldn't help trembling slightly, throbbing in the bottom of his heart like a caged animal, roaring and trying to break free, he bit his lip and tried his best to hold back, biting his mouth full of blood.

This is punishment.Su Zimo felt a little regretful in his heart. Sure enough, as Pei Qingming said, if he obeyed, he might not be punished like this today, but when he thought about it, it was too late.

Consciousness gradually became fragmented. In a trance, Su Zimo felt someone holding him tightly in his arms, touching his naked skin. He didn't know who was releasing the beast in his heart. He felt as if he had fallen into a pool of pure water. Suddenly, I felt much more comfortable.

Duo looked at Su Zimo tilting his head back, the tears on his face slipped down the corners of his eyes and into his temples, the sweat dripped from his fair neck, intermittent low singing swayed from his lips, bitterness filled with endless pain .

In the sinking, Su Zimo heard a gentle voice, like a Sanskrit sound coming from the sky, softly entering his ears, he said, "Zimo, don't cry, everything will be fine, Zimo"

It's gonna be okay, everything's gonna be okay, really, will it?

Waking up from endless dreams, Su Zimo felt as if a thousand years had passed. He silently stared at the ceiling, not knowing what it was like in his heart.

That night, like a nightmare, lingering and entangled with him, Duo's gentle smiling face floated gently in front of his eyes, but it made him terrified.

He actually fell into such an unbearable situation, he really obeyed Su Zifeng's words, he became a stunner who survived Israel.

The wind gently blows in through the window, shaking the goose-yellow gauze, and the fragrance on the bedside table is full of fragrance.

Su Zimo moved slightly, and immediately felt a sense of discomfort from his toes to every strand of hair. He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and lost all direction in an instant. He lost himself in an instant. Not knowing why he was living so hard, he stroked his face, but his heart throbbed with pain.

Su Zimo resisted the discomfort in his body, got out of bed, gropingly supported the bed rail and stood up, accidentally caught a glimpse of the hairpin on the bedside table.

This is the bamboo hairpin that Pei Qingming found for him that day, the bamboo hairpin that passed through Wan Ximo's hair, and now, he only has this bamboo hairpin left.

Su Zimo picked up the bamboo hairpin and looked at it carefully, but suddenly thought of Pei Qingming, and vaguely remembered that when he returned the bamboo hairpin to him, he held him tightly in his arms and said, "Zimo, if you feel bad, just cry out"

Su Zimo was suddenly so sad that his heart was twisted like a knife. He tightened the bamboo hairpin in his palm, and for a moment he wanted to use this bamboo hairpin to ruin his appearance.

Duo said that he is a peerless beauty, if without this feminine face, Duo would lose interest in him, then can he be free?

If only in this way can he regain his dignity, then he will tear this face into pieces without hesitation.Su Zimo slowly raised the bamboo hairpin in his hand to his face, but hesitated for a moment.

After a moment of hesitation, Duo's smiling voice swayed into his ears like a stream of clear water, "Zimo, what are you going to do?" With a little doubt in his voice, Duo's unhurried walk over, stood In front of Su Zimo, he looked at him with a smile.

Su Zimo remained silent in a daze, and only held the bamboo hairpin in his hand tighter and tighter.

Duo Bing suddenly sat beside him, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand, and gently snatched the hairpin from his hand, "Do you want to disfigure your face?"

Duo Mo put his hand around Su Zimo's shoulder, put his chin on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Zimo, it's useless, your body is more interesting than your face"

Su Zimo felt a surge of anger in his heart, and the strength he didn't know came from, he broke away from Duo's arm, raised his hand and slapped Duo's face, and threw him on the bed.

This coherent movement even surprised Su Zimo himself.Duo Bing still had a calm and indifferent appearance, not even half angry, and looked at him with a smile, "Zimo, are you angry?" After a slight pause, he smiled, "You should be angry, you If you don’t get angry, then you won’t be the Zimo I like.”

"Get lost" Su Zimo said coldly, not wanting to talk nonsense with him.

Duo was half lying on the bed, looking at him for a while, and said every word very seriously, "Zimo, unless you are dead, I will not let you escape from my palm." He got up and stood in front of Su Zimo, looked at him quietly, and suddenly slapped Su Zimo on the bed with a palm, and said with a sneer, "I'm not Pei Qingming." After finishing speaking, he walked away slowly.

Su Zimo lay on the bed and couldn't help trembling. Duo Mo was right, he was not Pei Qingming, and he would not give in to him, not even a little bit.

Su Zimo suddenly missed Pei Qingming very much.

How do days like this end...