My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Realizing what Jiang Biegu was talking about, he stood up straight away in a frightened fault tolerance, the movement was so large that he brought the chair upside down and smashed it on the floor with a bang.

Bean Sprout was startled, got up and ran away, but Rong Quo looked at Jiang Biegu without even blinking his eyes, and Jiang Biegu had the same expression as Rong Quo perhaps because he couldn't hear him.

Tolerance yelled brother, and said nothing else, not because he didn't want to deny it, not because he didn't want to get away with it, or because he didn't want to say 'brother, you're kidding', but Jiang Biegu's words were too sudden, he didn't want to There is no plan to give fault tolerance time to cover up.

He just wants to see the most real reaction of Tolerance, that is, he has nothing to hide from Tolerance.

And the fault tolerance leaked all the emotions under the shock, so that he is lying now, but even he himself does not believe it.

Not to mention facing Jiang Biegu.

He can only admit it.

Only by admitting can there be a chance for a lighter sentence.

"You..." After a long time, Bean Sprout returned to the original position and lay down, and fault tolerance also recovered his voice. He still looked at Jiang Biegu, his lips trembling because of fear: "How do you know?"

Jiang Biegu saw the nervousness of fault tolerance, felt distressed and regretted.

Perhaps he shouldn't have let Fault Tolerance face his own discovery so unexpectedly, but it's hard to get over the water, he said it all, and there is no turning back.

Jiang Biegu didn't immediately answer Torong's question. He got up, went around the dining table, walked behind Tolerance, lifted the upturned chair and placed it behind Tolerance. and sat him down on the chair:

"sit."

Fault Tolerance is stiff and unable to react, he is like a puppet, whatever Jiang Biegu asks him to do, he will do.

He felt like a death row prisoner now, but the knife hanging around his neck didn't know when it would come down.

Jiang Biegu returned to his seat and sat down, looked at Tolerance, and answered his question just now:

"On the day you came back from the villa and didn't tell me, Xu Yanqing called me and said that you came back early and a group of people went to drink. It was almost 12 o'clock at that time. I was not worried, so I went to you You didn't answer the phone call, and after contacting Si Shu, it was probably confirmed that you went back to the house over the school."

"You were drunk for the first time. I was afraid that something might happen to you, so I went to have a look."

Having said that, fault tolerance has been understood.

He remembered what happened that day, and always thought that the confession that night and the love that Jiang Biegu said were dreams, but he never thought that it was true. Jiang Biegu went to that house in the middle of the night and saw himself. The feelings in my heart that I dare not even face.

"Remember?" Jiang Biegu looked at him with a pitiful smile on his face: "To be honest, I also wondered whether your words of liking meant what I meant, after all, I never listened to you. I said that you have someone you like, and you haven’t even shown your sexuality. How could you fall in love with an old man like me? I struggled for a while and observed you for a while, and then I found that I couldn’t lie to myself anymore. "

"I'm sorry..." Tolerance apologized aloud: "I'm sorry brother, I shouldn't..."

Fault tolerance is probably due to losing courage, so much so that I forget that only by looking at Jiang Biegu can he know what he is talking about, but even though Jiang Biegu can't see his lips clearly, he can probably know what he said from his expression. what.

"Child." Jiang Biegu said, "Look up at me."

Hearing these words, Tolerance couldn't lift his head up. He had never felt that this moment was as unbearable as it is now.

Fault tolerance is no longer obedient, Jiang Biegu actually has no other way, seeing the child so uncomfortable, he is not happy, but the problem must be solved, it is not the same thing after all to whitewash the peace.

The longer the time dragged on, Jiang Biegu had nothing to lose, but the fault tolerance would sink deeper and deeper.

unfair.

Unfair to fault tolerance.

A child's youth is only a few years in total, and it's not worth hanging on this crooked neck tree of his own.

Even if it does hurt a bit to cut it off now, it's better than the pain of not being able to pull it out later.

He has experienced the pain that he can't extricate himself from, so he doesn't want the child to taste it again.

Jiang Biegu's gaze fell on Bean Sprout, and it seemed to have sensed the strange atmosphere between the two of them. It had long since changed from lying on its stomach to squatting. worried.

Jiang Biegu beckoned, and Bean Sprout got up and walked over, squatting beside his legs, licking his hands softly, comforting him silently.

The two were silent for a long time, until the bean sprouts were lying on the ground again, Jiang Biegu also drank the wine in the glass, he stared at the empty wine glass for a few seconds, and sighed inaudibly , got up, went around the dining table, walked to Rong fault, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Tolerance is like a child who has made mistakes, this is what makes Jiang Biegu feel distressed the most.

There is nothing wrong with liking someone, and fault tolerance should not be like this.

He put his hand on the back of Fault Tolerant's head, and rubbed it lightly:

"I should say sorry to you. During this time, I have been thinking that if I hadn't told you that I like men so early, you wouldn't have known the word gay so early, and wouldn't have gone online. Check those materials, let alone think and pay attention to this matter too much, if I hadn't done that, you might not be so uncomfortable now."

"You will like me, I am responsible, I have influenced you."

Under Jiang Biegu's palm, Tolerance shook his head, and shook his head again, as if denying Jiang Biegu's words, but he never raised his head.

Jiang Bie couldn't bear to see him continue like this, turned sideways, stretched out his hands to hold his face, and forced him to look at himself:

"Look at me, bully me, can't you hear me?"

"Brother, I have no face..." Tolerant's eyes turned red at some point, and he was forced to look at Jiang Biegu: "It's not your fault, it's not your fault, I'm shameless, I thought I shouldn't I thought about it, and moved my mind that shouldn't be moved..."

"No." Jiang Biegu rubbed his face and let go: "It's right to like someone, it's a beautiful thing, don't underestimate yourself, to be honest, it's mine to be liked by you It's an honor, and it lets me know that I'm old, but I still have some charm."

Jiang Bie pretended to be relaxed and wanted to ease the atmosphere, but failed.

Tolerance didn't say a word, just looked at him, nervous and uneasy.

"But fault tolerance..." Jiang Biegu was silent for a few seconds before opening his mouth: "You like the wrong person, I'm not worthy of your liking, and you shouldn't waste your time on me, I won't be able to fall in love with others again in this life .”

After Jiang Biegu said this, he thought that Fault Tolerance would ask some questions, but Fault Tolerance didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Since Fault Tolerance didn't speak, Jiang Biegu had nothing to say. What he wanted to say, what he wanted to express, had already been said.

It's getting late, and Jiang Biegu didn't want to let this emotion tear you apart for too long, it won't do any good, so he got up, poured himself another glass of wine, and when he tried to stop him, he had already drank it all. I didn't look at the fault tolerance, put my eyes on a random place, and opened my mouth:

"School is about to start, you can move out after school starts, the house next to the school is more convenient for you to live in."

Fault Tolerance subconsciously looked at the suitcase that he had placed in the corner by the door. It was only then that he realized that those two suitcases were for himself. He hurriedly turned his head to look at Jiang Biegu, but Jiang Biegu seemed to have After all the words are said, I am ready to go upstairs.

Tolerance was broken by Jiang Biegu's thoughts. He had no face, no courage, and no right to ask for anything in front of Jiang Biegu. He felt like a clown who was stripped of all his clothes and paraded in the street. He was so embarrassed that he didn't even have the courage to talk to Jiang Biegu.

But at this moment, the moment he knew that Jiang Biegu was going to drive him away, he panicked and completely panicked. No face or courage was as important to him as being driven out by Jiang Biegu. In just a few steps, he also He ran to stop Jiang Biegu in front of him.

Looking at him with red eyes.

"You, you want to drive me away?" Rong Quo asked in a trembling voice.

Jiang Biegu looked at him: "It's not because we're rushing, it's because it's good for each other that we live separately."

"I don't want it!" Rong fault broke his voice: "I don't want to leave!"

Tolerance's voice increased a lot, but there was no difference in Jiang Biegu's ears. Here, this is nothing more than his bluff showing his lack of confidence in the status quo.

So Jiang Biegu's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at him calmly:

"obedient."

"I don't listen!" A tear flowed from Fault-Tolerant's left eye, but he quickly wiped it away. He looked at Jiang Biegu stubbornly: "You said it, you said that since you brought me back, you wouldn't chase me away." I'm leaving!"

"This is not driving away." Jiang Biegu said: "In my place, you will always be my younger brother, even if you move out. I just can't live with you, a younger brother who knows that he likes me."

"Of course." Jiang Biegu paused, and continued: "If you think this is rushing, then just treat it as my breaking my promise."

Jiang Biegu seemed to harden his heart suddenly, he was completely different from him who was talking patiently and Tolerantly at the dinner table just now, he completely ignored Tolerant's sadness, and wanted to go upstairs after saying this, but Tolerant became stubborn Jiang Bie couldn't help it either.

He stopped at the stairs with one stride, looked at Jiang Biegu with a stern expression, as if threatening, but Jiang Biegu always had the same expression, cold and indifferent, not afraid at all, as if he didn't care about him at all. I care about it in my eyes.

Fault Tolerance was indeed out of control. The moment Jiang Biegu told him to move out, he felt that there was a demon living in his body, but even so, he would not hurt Jiang Biegu.

He just, just wanted to stay.

"Brother..." Tolerance gradually suppressed his hostility, looked at him, and didn't bother to wipe away the tears streaming down his eyes: "I was wrong, I don't like you anymore, I really don't like you anymore, I won't like you anymore, give me a chance to stay, okay?"

Jiang Biegu was mostly a soft-hearted person in front of Tolerance, but if his heart hardened, no one would be able to pry him away.

"No." Jiang Biegu said, "I won't let you stay."

"Brother!" Rong Fault wanted to grab his hand, but Jiang Biegu took a step back and dodged it. It was only at this time that Rong Fault realized that Jiang Biegu's ruthlessness could also be against himself.

Realizing this, Fault-Tolerant's heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe, but he made himself laugh, as if only in this way could he look more pleasing and have a better chance of staying, he looked at Jiang Bie Therefore:

"You believe me, okay? I'll do what I say. I really won't like you anymore. From this second on, you're just my brother. I can fall in love right away, and I can even get married right away when I'm old. of……"

"Tolerance!" Jiang Biegu frowned slightly and interrupted him: "Calm down!"

"I can't calm down..." Rong Cuo was crying, but smiled and said to Jiang Biegu: "You don't want me anymore, how can you let me calm down..."

The atmosphere remained stalemate like this, and the time passed by every minute, but Jiang Biegu still showed no sign of softening his heart.

The spirit of fault tolerance is collapsing, but I still want to fight for it.

"You asked me when I fell in love with you, and I didn't know. I already liked what you liked when I knew it. I knew I shouldn't. I knew I didn't deserve it. I knew it was impossible for you to like me in your life. , but...but what can I do?"

"You said I'm just your younger brother, you said it's impossible for you to live with a younger brother who likes you, then have you seen, have you seen that even though I like you, I have never stepped out of my younger brother's identity? I Keeping myself safe, I carefully guarded my filthy thoughts so that you would not find out, I was afraid that you would feel disgusted and dirty, that you would regret bringing me back in the first place, and that you would drive me away..."

"Brother..." Rong Fault was crying, laughing, and flattering him: "I really tried my best, but I don't know what to do anymore. I don't have any thoughts about you, and I don't have any extravagant expectations for you. I, I just, just like you, want to guard you, want to take care of you, I'll be your younger brother all my life, isn't that okay?"

It seems... It seems that it still doesn't work.

Jiang Biegu's expression still didn't relax in the slightest, the tearful tears that seemed to be fault-tolerant were just a poor-quality performance that couldn't arouse any softness in his heart.

Fault Tolerance started to panic obviously, he desperately thought of a way to let himself stay, so that he could say anything:

"Brother, I know you just wanted to bring back the bean sprouts. I know I was just passing by. I won't talk anymore, okay? If you don't want me as a brother, then don't. Do you treat me like a dog? Bean Sprout, I won't disturb you, I'll show up whenever you want to see me, but if you don't want to see me, I'll run far away, okay? I..."

"Forgive me!" Jiang Biegu finally spoke kindly again, but his voice was still cold enough to make people panic: "You shouldn't be like this."

Fault Tolerance didn't ask what he should look like, anyway, he is not what each other wants to see now, but he doesn't care anymore, as long as he can stay, he doesn't mind what he should be like.

Tolerance looked at him, trying to fight for something for himself, but Jiang Biegu interrupted him before he could say anything, and asked:

"You said that you have never stepped out of your identity as a younger brother, so were you lying on the bed last night thinking about who was masturbating?"

At that moment, fault tolerance's hands and feet were so cold that they were numb, and his face seemed to have been severely slapped.

It turned out that Jiang Biegu not only heard his likes, but also faced his desires. Did he feel sick?It was disgusting for him to do that, so he didn't believe a word of what he said just now.Yeah?

Tolerance subconsciously wants to explain, wants to pull Jiang Biegu's hand, wants to touch his temperature to warm himself, but the ring on Jiang Biegu's ring finger is dazzling under the light, like remind him of something.

Then fault tolerance stopped his hand, froze in the air for a few seconds, and slowly retracted it, not letting himself move forward, not even an inch.

Actually caught, so what?Jiang Biegu will not soften his heart.

He put his dignity, pride, and face on his hands to beg for his mercy, but he didn't bother, so no matter how much he begged, it was just a joke.

Knowing this, Fault Tolerance also heard the sound of something breaking, but he was too lazy to distinguish it.

Something held him down and lowered his head, as if he had compromised with Jiang Biegu's decision, and also seemed ashamed to face him facelessly, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Biegu again, just stood there silently.

Then he raised his foot and stepped back a few steps to the side, slowly getting out of the way of the stairs.

No more blocking.

Like what he just said.

He tried his best.

What he could say, what he couldn't say, what he could do, what he couldn't do, he tried everything, and the result was resolute, and he was actually powerless.

In fact, thinking about it, it seems meaningless for him to stay reluctantly in the current situation. There is a rift between the two of them, which cannot be repaired or bridged.

Jiang Biegu walked up the stairs the first time he stepped aside, even though he passed by him without looking at him again, but then he stopped, turned his back and said to Rong Rong:

"If you really like this house, you can continue to live in it, and I will move out."

Fault Tolerance stood in place like a statue, and didn't respond to Jiang Biegu's words, as if he heard it, but also as if he didn't hear it.

At this moment, he also seemed to be deaf.