After the wrong marriage, I can't leave

The night was quiet.

The moonlight streamed in through the untightened curtains, intertwined with the warm yellow bedside lamp in the room to form an ambiguous scene, and sprinkled on the bed, adding a bit of charming color to the scorching heat here.

In the flickering lights and shadows, the appearance of the man can be clearly seen.

The belt that was about to fall was like a sharp knife for execution, showing its presence with claws and teeth, impacting Song Linchu's nerves, making his body instantly stiff.

The blush on Song Linchu's face had all faded away, and he was mostly sober from the wine, and the fear that he realized was creeping up his back, making his scalp numb.

"You, you...brother, no."

Under the dual control of alcohol and panic, Song Linchu's language system was on the verge of collapse.

He gripped the man's hand tightly, trying to push him away.

Sensing Song Linchu's resistance, Tan Yue paused slightly, but the matter had developed to such a point that it was impossible to retreat any further.

"Hey, I don't do anything."

The man's usually indifferent voice was low and deep, and it clung to the ears like a magnet, which made people's hearts go soft.

He slowly kissed the young man's sensitive auricles, like an experienced and patient hunter, taking care of him and soothing him, luring the prey to take the bait.

Maybe it was because the heating was turned on too high, or maybe it was because the heat in the man's palm was too scorching, which evaporated his residual alcohol, temporarily took over his reason, and made him sink again.

Valentine's Day is slowly coming to an end, but the atmosphere of Valentine's Day is holding on to the tail of the festival and pushing itself to the highest point. Even the lights of high-rise buildings in the distance seem to form the shape of love.

It seems to be windy outside.

The breeze blows the trees and flowers in the yard lazily, bringing a rustling sound, like a soothing song, which makes people's heartstrings uncontrollably relaxed.

The young man held onto the man's hand in patient comfort, and gradually loosened it, hanging down on the side of the bed. Against the background of the dark bed sheet, his bony fingers were so white that they were almost transparent.

In the stillness where even the wind is gentle, it curls loosely until—

The pain came like a sudden demon, falling down without warning, shocking this beautiful hand until the blue veins were exposed.

"you--"

The owner of the hand wanted to say something, but everything was broken into pieces.

He is like a stranded fish, facing the unknown coast, and the dormant demon that wants to eat him at any time, only fear and panic in his heart, he just wants to swim back to the sea area he is familiar with, find a piece of gravel in the deep sea, I buried myself in it, and I no longer believed in the evil human beings.

Youyu whimpered and dived into the water, but unfortunately the power of the demon was too strong, Youyu just got out one head, but was mercilessly pulled back to the shore.

The demon gently comforted him and coaxed him, but after a short pause, he made a comeback and pulled him into an even more endless abyss.

You Yu's immature body couldn't bear this kind of stimulation, and his rationality slowly collapsed under the action of the devil, and exploded into gorgeous fireworks.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a century, the volcano that has been accumulated for a long time exploded from the earth’s crust under the constant impact, and the hot magma sprayed on the rock wall, triggering an earthquake like landslides and sea cracks , causing a secondary eruption of another volcano...

Then there was a long silence. In the quiet space, there was only the sound of unabated breathing and low sobs.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he was embraced by Tan Yue, his nerves had already been numb due to excessive stimulation, he had never been stimulated so much in his life, he didn't know whether to beat Tan Yue or Tan Mingqing.

There is nothing good in the Tan family!

Liars, all liars!

Ah Tui!

Liar Tan felt the young man's sobs, pushed him away slightly, and saw that the young man's eyes were red, and there were hazy tears in his usually bright pupils. He looked like he had been bullied miserably, and the volcano that had just erupted was about to move again.

He reached out and wiped the corner of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry."

Song Linchu complained hoarsely: "Liar, bastard!"

"Well, I'm a liar and bastard." Boss Tan said without bottom line.

"..." Song Linchu became even angrier.

In particular, he found that the man's belt had caught him again.

Song Linchu was really scared, and immediately shrank back. However, the mobility of his body that had just been overdrawn was not as strong as usual, so he shrank a little, and was picked up by the man again.

"I can't do it anymore," Song Linchu begged, "Brother, I will die."

"Okay, I won't come, I'll just hug you."

Song Linchu believed in the man's evil, and was embraced by him.

The man kissed the ends of his hair, and gently rubbed the back of his neck with his fingertips, like soothing a frightened kitten.

Under the comfort of the man's hair, the kitten slowly relaxed, and the tiredness swept up belatedly, so it didn't notice the man's eyes that were getting deeper and deeper.

Facts have proved that sometimes men can't believe even a single punctuation mark.

When the demon returns again, the tired kitty is caught off guard and drawn into his domain again, unable to escape.

The little kitten bit the devil's shoulder as if venting his anger.

However, the pain did not make the devil flinch, but made him more excited. A volcano that erupted once is obviously more patient in dormancy.

The devil mercifully let him go until the little cat was exhausted and almost fainted.

This time the kitten didn't even whimper, like a rag doll who was bullied miserably, being hugged by a man and carried into the bathtub.

The comfortable warm water wrapped the whole body, making the kitten sigh comfortably. His tired face was full of tiredness. He squinted his eyes and let the man wash him. The cat's paws were hanging down, without any strength to scratch.

until--

"Dan Yue!"

The kitten let out an angry complaint as if its tail had been stepped on.

It's a pity that a devil is a devil after all, and it is impossible for him to let go of his prey before he is full.

The water in the bathtub splashed on the ground in waves again and again, splashing one after another, and the situation in the bathroom reflected countless shadows in these water splashes, which were shattered by the impact of a new splash, turning into Make thousands of drops of water...

The moonlight tonight is really beautiful.

This hustle and bustle that no one watched did not end quietly until the ground was covered with white frost.

When Song Linchu was in the bathroom, he passed out directly, and he had no idea how he got back to the bed afterwards.

In a daze of consciousness, Tan Yue seemed to have put something on his finger.

what is it then?

Whatever he is, he just wants to sleep...

Tan Yue looked at someone with a tired face, couldn't help leaning over and kissed the corner of his slightly red and swollen mouth.

Song Linchu was probably psychologically shadowed by him. Even in a coma, when touched by his warm lips, he reflexively retreated, and subconsciously pursed his lips tightly to guard against the attack of a big liar.

Tan Yue chuckled lightly.

"Go to sleep."

Tan Yue helped him tuck the quilt, so that someone could have a good rest.

Half of the long night has passed, and the other half, Song Linchu spent almost all of it in nightmares.

When he was unconscious, he felt like a little rabbit. He heard that there was a big bad wolf named Tanyue. He was brave and tough, but he was a good vegetarian wolf.

He believed it, and ran to the house of the big bad wolf, wanting to be friends with him.

The big bad wolf is really a good wolf, help him, take care of him, find the freshest grassland for him, and feed him fat for nothing.

Then, on a dark and windy night, the big bad wolf suddenly said to him, let's play a game of eating rabbits, if I don't eat you, I will just play.

He readily agreed, and the big bad wolf tempted him to wash it clean, saying I will lick you and not eat your nonsense, but when he was not paying attention, he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed him in one gulp.

Song Linchu was so frightened by this bizarre nightmare that he woke up directly from his sleep, and it was already bright outside.

The morning after the frost was a rare sunny day. The warm sun outside penetrated through the cracks in the curtains and fell on the white neck, where the mottled red marks could be faintly seen.

Song Linchu moved a bit, his sore body made him wish that everything from the neck down seemed to be his own, the pain made him gasp.

His mind was still in the chaos of a hangover, like a rusty gear, whirling away, and he didn't realize what happened for a while.

The balcony door was not closed tightly, and there were murmuring voices coming from outside.

"...Well, 37.8 degrees, no need to take antipyretics?...Okay, I see."

"Yes, I just checked. It's a bit cracked, mainly due to swelling...Well, you can bring me the medicine, don't be irritating...Okay, let me observe it, let's do it first."

These words are like a switch, opening the valve of memory, everything from last night rushed into my mind, and like a movie, it quickly played back in my mind.

Song Linchu's body stiffened inch by inch.

What did he do...

No, it's not important, the important thing is, isn't Tanyue a sheep tail? Then who was that yesterday?

What was the weapon that stabbed him three times? !

Tan Mingqing's big dog competition is actually deceiving.

The disease that even the men's hospital can't cure is the disease in his mind!

At this moment, Song Linchu really wanted to blow up some bastards who lied, didn't make drafts, and hurt others and themselves.

Thinking of how he threw himself into his arms after being drunk, and those words that only a fool could say, Song Linchu's face suddenly seemed to have overturned the color palette, and there were all kinds of colors.

In the end, these colors turned into crimson, which made him curl his toes in shame.

Is it still too late for him to carry the train all night?

It was obviously too late, the sliding door of the balcony made a sound of being pushed, Tan Yue lifted the curtain and walked in from the outside.

Song Linchu quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Tan Yue walked to the window and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead. The scorching heat from the man's palm was transmitted through his forehead. Song Linchu clenched his hand under the quilt tightly, and only then did he control his subconscious shivering.

The crimes committed by this hand last night are beyond description, Song Linchu really wanted to fly up and give it a paw.

But the hand didn't realize his crime. After touching his forehead, it went down Song Linchu's cheeks, slid over the corners of his mouth, chin, and neck, and the trend didn't stop.

Seeing that it was about to sink into the young man's soft pajamas, Song Linchu couldn't put it on any longer, and suddenly raised his hand to grab this sinful hand.

It was just this movement, but it seemed that there was an invisible thread that pulled his nerves. Song Linchu was so painful that he almost jumped out of bed.

"Stop pretending to be asleep?" Tan Yue's voice contained a smile.

He was like a satiated beast, full of energy, not as depressed as he was in a coma and hospitalized two days ago.

Song Linchu glared at him.

If eyes can kill, President Tan has become a sieve at this moment.

Tan Yue also knew that he bullied people too much last night, but when it came to that, he really couldn't grasp it...

The more pitiful he is, the more Tan Yue wants to bully him.

Tan Yue grabbed him and grabbed his hand with his backhand, and said in a low voice: "If you stare at the belt again, it will hurt you again."

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Listen, is this a human language, yes!people!talk!!

Song Linchu stared even more fiercely.

Last night, I was drunk and trusted the old man too much, so I fell into his way. Today...

This dog man can't even think about getting in bed today!

Tan Yue's throat was dry from his stare, the main reason was that someone's eyes always had innocent and bullied grievances, which made people want to bully him even more.

But he also knew that Song Linchu couldn't take it anymore.

Tan Yue said in a low voice: "You have a low fever, I'll ask Butler Liu to bring you some food, you can eat some and then rest."

Song Linchu's head was really dizzy, his voice was hoarse, and his body ached unbearably. It was as if he had a bad cold and he was forced to run 800 meters. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

Tan Yue fed him some warm water, and when Steward Liu brought the porridge, Song Linchu had fallen asleep again.

Drowsy, he felt someone in Tanyue put a wet towel on his forehead, and something cold was applied to the place where he was burned by the magma, which relieved the burning pain there a little.

When he woke up again, the sun outside was already westward.

Song Linchu made up for the lost sleep and overdrawn physical strength last night. He was tired and hungry at the moment, and he just wanted to eat Tan Yue and Tan Mingqing, two big liars, to their heart's content.

However, the recovery ability of young people is different. Although they were tossed so badly last night, after such a restful sleep, they have recovered more than half, and the fever has subsided. Except for hunger, some discomfort, and sourness that seems not to be His waist seems to have basically recovered elsewhere.

The dog man didn't know where he went. Song Linchu supported the bed and got out of bed carefully. When he was about to go downstairs to find something to eat, the mobile phone placed beside the bed buzzed and vibrated.

It was his cell phone that was ringing.

Song Linchu stretched out his hand to take it, while rubbing his sore waist, performing the 108 moves of beating Tan Mingqing in his heart, while watching the phone.

It is a local unknown number.

Song Linchu hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up.

"Hello?" His voice was still hoarse.

"Linchu, it's me."

Said Cao Cao had arrived, and the caller was Tan Mingqing, a scumbag who had been beaten 108 times by him.

Song Linchu didn't want to say anything to him, and was about to press the button directly when he heard Tan Mingqing's urgent voice coming from the receiver.

"Linchu, don't hang up, please, I have something very important to ask of you, can we meet and say, okay, I beg you, Linchu."

Song Linchu was surprised that Tan Mingqing was suddenly so humble, which made him a little unaccustomed.

But the words still aroused his interest, so he moved his thumb away from the end button and said, "You can talk on the phone."

It is impossible to help, the child just wants to know what Tan Mingqing will ask him for.

Tan Mingqing's voice was full of eager pleading: "I want you to help me beg my uncle, let him not cut off my uncle's back, he will go bankrupt."

Song Linchu:?

What the hell? !