forced petting

"That's it." The man's voice was faint. He lowered his eyes and concentrated on removing the gauze from the man's head. Only the thick eyelashes left a blue shadow on the handsome face. It was hard to see the emotion in the slightest. .

Wu Yan secretly slandered.

These days, except for those who have no money, they can not eat grapes and say that grapes are sour; only rich people can be so hypocritical, holding their own money that has never been much more, clamoring that money is something outside of the body, and doing things like money Pompous behavior like dung.

"you……"

"Okay. Don't talk nonsense. I really like this place. I'll give it to you." Yi Yang said. He had already removed the gauze from the man's head to the last layer.

The wound has already leaked blood due to the previous tearing, so that the last layer of gauze and the wound are tightly stuck together. And in such a situation, no matter how carefully it is handled, it will still be painful. After all, that The anesthesia has already passed and the ears are almost gone. What's more, Yi Yang is not a careful and gentle nurse.

So men are prepared for pain early in the morning.

I just waited for a long time. In the end, I only waited for a slight pause in the man's movements.

"It may hurt a little. You bear with it."

The man was taken aback for a moment. He instinctively looked towards Yi Yang. Is this really the Yi Yang he knew?

When. He will have such a gentle scene.

Even many years ago, he never pretended to talk to him. Now this game. Is it really a bit focused.

After all, the endless possibilities are just thoughts for a moment. Act according to your own temperament. Wu Yan does not reject the gentleness of men. After all, having a gentle lover is also a good experience. Besides, he also knows Everything is just a game. Naturally, it will not be as muddy as in the past.

And even if the mud foot is deep, it is not impossible to pull it out. After all, love is no longer the whole of his life.

Thinking of this, the man nodded. At the same time, a faint smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Yi Yang was stunned for a moment, and tore it hard in his hands.

"Hiss..." The man took a painful breath.

"How is the wound okay?" The man asked again. Don't tell him that the wound was torn open. This was specially sewn up by the doctor with anesthesia in the hospital. It's okay to re-sew it up. It's just There is Yi Yang here. Wu Yan doesn't think he will have the luxury of anesthesia when he stitches up the wound again.

This is not unconstrained. Wu Yan has also seen such methods from men many years ago.

At that time, he had seen the way he treated his dead companions and subordinates. When treating wounds, they never used anesthesia for anesthesia. It was only because such hormone drugs might affect their judgment. Because when treating wounds .Cause their physical weakness.

They are risking their lives like that. People who walk on the edge of life and death all the time. No matter when and where, they cannot tolerate the slightest slack. Because it may be such an inadvertent moment. It is enough to make them die without hope. place of burial.

"Don't worry. The wound is not open. It's just oozing some blood."

It seems to understand why Wu Yan is worried. The man answered the man's question accurately and clearly with just one sentence.

"Oh."

The wound on the man's head is at the root of the hair on the left forehead. The wound is about half a finger long. The depth can't be seen for the time being. After only a few stitches, it really doesn't look beautiful. Especially to clean up the wound. The doctor also shaved off the hair around the man's wound.

"It's so ugly." The cotton in the man's hand wiped the blood little by little. He couldn't help but said.

Wu Yan paused. "It's okay for a man to have a scar on his hand. And it's not on the face. This position. My usual hairstyle can completely cover it. And I don't plan to keep my hair short in the future."

"..." Yi Yang didn't speak. He just continued to wipe the blood. His movements were gentle with a strange feeling.

The man seemed to think of something. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull the clothes on Yi Yang's chest: "I'm fine. Wu Qingqing didn't do it on purpose either. Don't ask whether it's okay or not."

It's not that Wu Yan thinks highly of his position in Yi Yang's heart. It's that he knows Yi Yang's character well. Although he will give everything he has enough freedom, he never allows his majesty to be challenged in the slightest.

In other words, it is a kind of paranoid protection. He can dispose of his things, but he will never allow other people to interfere or covet him.

"..." Yi Yang took out the gauze and began to re-wrap the man's wound. He didn't speak.

Wu Yan was stunned. "I caused this incident myself. Don't blame her, okay. If you're not happy, you can just find me... hiss..."

"This house. I will give it to you in the future." After dressing the wound, Yi Yang looked at the man lightly.

"Ah." This is a gift that the benefactor is happy with. Is it a random gift?

"Don't you like this place?"

"Oh." He is too lazy to be a hypocritical person. The other party is willing to give it. He will accept it. Anyway, no matter whether it is hypocritical or sincere, Yi Yang's decision has never been something he can easily deny.

"A Yan." The man seriously stretched out his hand to pinch Wu Yan's chin, forcing Wu Yan to look him in the eye.

"..." Wu Yan paused. The man's eyes were full of seriousness. It was as if a steel knife suddenly pierced into his heart.

"then……"

"It's getting late. Go take a shower and go to bed." The man smiled and looked at Yi Yang. There was a refusal in his eyes that he didn't want to mention more.

"You really don't care?" Yi Yang lowered his head and pressed his forehead tightly against his. His deep eyes seemed to enter Wu Yan's mind to see clearly.

The man closed his eyes. "It's all over. It's really late."

Yi Yang smiled, let go of him suddenly, and walked towards the bathroom.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Wu Yan walked to the French window in a daze. The blurred lights outside the window seemed like thousands of fireflies, flickering little by little.

Those old things from the past. Unknowingly, they flashed out...

At that time, he was just a poor boy in the countryside. The opportunities brought about by the pressure of life were entangled with his life. At the beginning, he was startled and anxious at every step. But he had experienced too little at that time. .So in the end I couldn't resist the temptation. I fell in love with him hopelessly.

Romance stories always say that when you fall in love with someone, even if you can’t give everything for him, you should try your best to understand him, find a common language with him, and construct a romance that belongs to you.

At that time, he was like a moth to a flame. He knew that he was as dangerous as a torch. But in order to be with him, he still tried his best to adapt and understand his life ...

I really don't know if I was stupid or naive at that time.

Thinking about it now, maybe I was just pure at that time. Because I found the goal, I pursued it regardless. I didn’t care whether I could adapt or accept it. I forced myself to experience it arbitrarily.

And after Yi Yang found out about his behavior, he no longer hid everything from him. Therefore, in those years, his whole body was almost completely revived.

In that short period of time, he saw the darkness behind countless bright lights. It was also those years. He knew that Yi Yang was not a legitimate businessman. It was like a scene in a TV series. He saw smuggling, arms, money laundering...

The more you look at it, the more shocked you become. The more you look at it, the more shocking it becomes. A man's state of mind

He also slowly went from being shocked at the beginning to getting used to it at the end. Just when he slowly realized Yi Yang's world, he finally understood that he couldn't catch up with Yi Yang's footsteps no matter what. Because he was not cruel enough after all. .Strength and vision are not that strong.

Those years. Just when he almost thought that the world was like this behind the scenes. The world he worked so hard to adapt to suddenly collapsed overnight.

He misses the person he loves deeply. He tries hard to suppress the fear and nausea in his heart. He tries hard to adapt to the person he lives in. After all, he still dislikes him. It's like he made an appointment with him. I don't know what's going on. The bad luck just came out of nowhere.

It's not that you can't bear not to love. It's not that you can't bear to give up.

It's just that what he got was utter destruction. He threw him away. Not just like throwing away garbage. Instead, he chose to deal with discarded confidential documents. Even if he didn't want it, he would definitely deal with it cleanly.

Between dreaming and returning at midnight, he woke up countless times from the dream. He recalled the past bit by bit with sweat on his face. Countless times he rejoiced the fact that he was still alive. Only at that time did he feel grateful for the beauty of life .I feel that being alive is an incredible happy event.

"What are you doing standing there?" When Yi Yang came out of the shower with his wet hair wrapped in a towel, the man was still in a daze.

"come over."

Wu Yan was slightly stunned. He turned around and walked towards Yi Yang. Subconsciously took the towel in Yi Yang's hand, and was about to wipe the water from Enke's hair. But a familiar scene suddenly appeared in his head. So the man reached out to The half-empty hand was put back.

"..." Seeing the man's movements, Yi Yang looked at the towel in his hand and handed it to the man with a smile: "Wipe my hair for me."

"I." The man was a little puzzled.

Many years ago, he also tried to do this kind of behavior. But the man refused without hesitation. Because the head is the most vulnerable part of a person, and it cannot withstand the slightest injury.

Yi Yang is very defensive. So even though Wu Yan is powerless, he is still unwilling to expose his weakness to him.