Temperament

He put his arms behind his head, made a leisurely gesture, and said: "I am not a person who likes to make things difficult for others. You are not used to it, and I will not force it. I can take a step back. If you come here by yourself, lie down obediently By my side, I won't touch you tonight, how?"

This proposal seemed to be extremely sympathetic and compassionate, as if it was a great mercy and favor for him not to touch him tonight, Shen Qinglan felt extremely humiliated.

"Why, do you still want me to touch you? Are you waiting for me to hug you?" The person on the bed raised his eyebrows and asked in feigned surprise.

Shen Qinglan's complexion changed, she gritted her teeth, and walked quickly to the bed.

Zhuo Tianyi's eyes stayed on him all the time, and the expression on his face was full of satisfaction.

Facing his unscrupulous eyes, Shen Qinglan took off her jacket, jacket and trousers, got on the bed from the end of the bed, and entered the bed.Zhuo Tianyi's two long legs were covered with a quilt swaggeringly occupying the outer half of the bed. He could only move his body sideways from the small space behind his feet into the bed, kneel on the bed, arrange the pillows, and then pull Open your own quilt and sit in.

During the process, Zhuo Tianyi kept looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, with a proud and playful expression, as if the tiger and wolf were leisurely admiring the irresistible little animal under their paws, exhausting themselves for the little favors bestowed on it look.

Shen Qinglan really wanted to be more calm and comfortable, but in such an environment, under the eyes of Zhuo Tianyi, he really couldn't do it.The body is tense and cramped, and the mood is even more complicated. It can no longer be described by simple shame or resentment, disgust, or fear.

He sat on the bed, lowered his head to fix the quilt, and from the corner of his eyes, the person beside him was still looking straight at him, which made him feel even more unbearable, as if he had no place to rest his hands and feet.

Shen Qinglan pulled out the hairpin on his head with his hand, and the moment his long hair fell down, he suddenly felt the left hand of the person behind him move. He was startled, and suddenly turned back to look at Zhuo Tianyi.

Zhuo Tianyi looked at those guarded eyes, and played with Shen Qinglan's long hair with peace of mind, "Why, did you scare me?"

Shen Qinglan pulled back the hair in his hand, and moved in under the quilt.

Zhuo Tianyi withdrew his hand, "Don't worry, I, Zhuo Tianyi, keep my word. If I don't touch you tonight, I will definitely not touch you. But..." He elongated his voice, and glanced sideways at Shen Qinglan's expression of concentration and fear , "I can't always be Liu Xiahui, let you lie beside me every day without touching a finger of yours, you have to get used to me as soon as possible."

Shen Qinglan didn't say a word, got into the quilt and quickly lay down, facing in sideways.

Zhuo Tianyi looked at his tense and stiff back, smiled lightly, leaned over, put his left elbow on his face, patted his shoulder with his right hand, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, next time, I will definitely not let you If you hurt again..."

These words were ambiguous and considerate, quite different from the previous words. Shen Qinglan was physically and mentally exhausted by his tricks of turning his hands hard and soft to cover clouds and rain, so he pulled the quilt to his face, closed his eyes, and said no more Dare to look back.

Zhuo Tianyi smiled lowly, raised his hand to turn off the light, put down the gauze curtain, and lay down contentedly.

He is not in a hurry, anyway, the meat has already been put into the pot, sprinkled with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, roasted on a low heat and stir-fried slowly to get the flavor, why bother to eat it raw again and again, making it bloody and ugly?

What he wants is a human heart, not just a body.

Sensing that the person behind her finally lay down to sleep, Shen Qinglan relaxed her body. The whole day of torture was finally over.

Touching the jade pendant under the pillow with my hand, and experiencing the familiar touch, my heart finally relaxes after rolling in the frying pan for a day.His face was itchy, and he wiped it with his hand, only to find that his hand was full of tears.

Brother, brother...

He didn't want to cry, but the tears couldn't stop, perhaps only at this time could he face himself with ease.It's a pity that sleeping next to the tiger and wolf, even crying, is depressing.

The next day, she was still dragged out of bed by Zhuo Tianyi.With the lessons learned from the past, Shen Qinglan didn't dare to twist him hard anymore, but silently obeyed, and even Zhuo Tianyi asked him to hand over his coat, belt, etc., he did as well, which made Zhuo Tianyi very relieved, before leaving When I was there, I still held his shoulders and said a few words of "self-discipline".

As soon as he left, Shen Qinglan really relaxed, but she was extremely tired.

"My lord," Zhuo Xin trotted up to him from outside the house, "Young Master is gone?"

Shen Qinglan nodded, and sat down on the chair. Under Zhuo Xin's worried eyes, he didn't want to hide himself anymore, and looked down at his hands, exhausted physically and mentally.

Zhuoxin lowered his head, thought for a long time, and then murmured: "My lord, there is a sentence, I don't know if I can say it..."

Shen Qinglan smiled wryly, this half-grown child who was originally optimistic has also learned to hesitate to speak, "Tell me, what can't you say to me?"

"Then don't be angry if I made a mistake." Zhuo Xin saw him nodding, and then said cautiously: "My lord, can you...follow the young master?"

Shen Qinglan was a little stunned, wondering if she wasn't obedient enough to bow her head now, but when she turned her head and saw Zhuo Xin's sincerely worried face, her heart softened, and she swallowed the words again.

Encouraged by his glance, Zhuo Xin continued: "Master, this person is soft but not hard. If you twist it, the master and wife can't do anything about him... As long as you follow him, he won't make things difficult... the former Jiang Moyan, everything goes according to plan, whatever the young master gives him, he agrees, so the young master loved him very much at that time..."

"Zhuoxin..." Shen Qinglan shook her head, but she didn't know what to say to make Zhuoxin understand that it was not as simple as he thought.

Seeing his appearance, Zhuo Xin thought that he had made a mistake, so he hurriedly said, "My lord, I don't understand anything, I'm just talking casually, if you think it's wrong, don't take it to heart." Seeing that Shen Qinglan nodded her head, her eyes were slightly Hong, and said with concern: "Anyway, you can't go anywhere now, why not... you might as well stay by the young master's side and follow him, he will definitely love you too..."

"Zhuoxin," Shen Qinglan couldn't help interrupting him, her eyes were sour and her heart was bitter, she shook her hand, "Thank you, I understand. Can you help me make a cup of tea?"

Zhuo Xin responded and ran out quickly.

Shen Qinglan got up, walked into the inner room with heavy steps, sat down on the round stool at the head of the bed, found the parchment book from under the mattress, and when she opened it, her eyes were covered with steam.

This thin and soft piece has carried his infinite good wishes for the future since he was brought to him 11 years ago. After meeting Meng Huaiyuan, this wish has a specific object, but now, it is To the point where I can't bear to even look at it.

He pressed the parchment to his face and closed his eyes.

Zhuo Xin mentioned Jiang Moyan just now, which brought back his memories of the scene outside the gate of Luoying Villa.

Jiang Moyan looked at Meng Huaiyuan's smile. He didn't think about it or just didn't want to think about it. In fact, how could he not see those seemingly invisible things hidden in the corners of his eyebrows? ?

That is clearly the emotion and intention that he himself often expressed when thinking of Meng Huaiyuan in the past.

And Meng Huaiyuan turned his back to him, he couldn't see Meng Huaiyuan's face, couldn't see Meng Huaiyuan's expression, he only saw Jiang Moyan's smile on the opposite side, and his hand being held by Meng Huaiyuan.

What Zhuo Tianyi said that night rang in my ears again, as if my heart had been stabbed several times, tightly tied with a thin silk thread, and finally thrown into ice water, twitching, tangled and pressing pain It kept going on and on, and I couldn't even cry out if I wanted to.

He opened his mouth, buried his face in the crook of his arms, no sound could come out of his throat, his eyes were hot, but he couldn't shed tears happily.

His heart seemed to be torn in two. One half stood on Meng Huaiyuan's side, persuading himself that everything he did was for Meng Huaiyuan and the Meng family; the other half stood on his side, facing only him. The extremely helpless reality that a person can't get rid of even in the face of death.

Zhuo Tianyi was right, he was unwilling, he couldn't bear to endure all these tortures, but let another person accompany Meng Huaiyuan with a happy smile, enjoying the care that should have been his The reality of loving.

Jiang Moyan!

Shen Qinglan bit her sleeve and called out the name vaguely, only now did she realize that he hated this person so deeply in his heart who he had only met once or twice.

If he could follow Zhuo Tianyi back to Zhuo's house in the small hotel outside Qingzhou City, then he would have returned to Meng's house long ago, and everyone was happy, so how could there be the later and the present?

It was obviously Jiang Moyan's fault for empathizing with others, but now he is asked to bear the painful and helpless punishment and consequences, why? !

But while thinking this way, Jiang Moyan's conversation with Zhuo Tianyi at the small hotel in Qingzhou that day rang in his ears again, "Are you going to destroy you, and the entire Zhuo family behind you, on me?"

These words echoed in my ears, over and over again, and finally, it turned into the sentence "Shen Qinglan, do you want to destroy him, and the entire Meng family behind him, on you? !"

Shen Qinglan covered her ears, but the words still lingered in her heart, lingering.

Maybe Jiang Moyan is also right, even if he empathized first, but at the same time he also kept the Zhuo family's face and reputation, if he went in front of Meng Huaiyuan at the gate of Luoying Villa that day, then he was His wish was fulfilled, what about Meng Huaiyuan, wouldn't he be trapped in a place of injustice, how would he and the Meng family face the entire martial arts world?

No, he can't be that selfish.

But, it's obviously not my fault, why do I have to endure this kind of torture here?

Xinshu, who had just been fished out of the ice water, was thrown into the boiling oil pan again, suffering terribly.Shen Qinglan opened her eyes unbearably, and what caught her eyes was the bright red satin quilt on the bed, and the two mandarin duck pillows placed side by side.

In an instant, the chaos and pain of that night came back to my mind.

It was here that he was forced to lie down in that humiliating position, with his waist buckled and pierced again and again, being soiled by those filthy things.Although he was not a woman, like many women, he had imagined countless times, even the first time he had imagined the specific posture and feelings to dedicate to Meng Huaiyuan, but was ruthlessly and cruelly taken away.

Traces that cannot be washed away, memories that cannot be forgotten!

Zhuo Tianyi!

Yes, it's all him, it's all this person, obviously he is unwilling, and he wants to take revenge, but he uses himself as a tool, and uses those dirty methods to push him step by step, as if after that night, he really It's as shameless as someone who becomes himself has any power!

But he really couldn't resist and couldn't get rid of it. This feeling of powerlessness and helplessness that swept his whole body and mind made him almost go crazy.

Shen Qinglan looked at the bedding and pillows on the bed, and an unstoppable resentment suddenly rose in his heart, which instantly ignited his whole mind.

He reached out to grab the pillow and tore it fiercely, as hard as he wanted to tear the person on it to shreds.There was also the bright red silk quilt, which was soaked with his blood, the blood of a virgin!

Shen Qinglan picked up the quilt, put it in her hands and tore it vigorously, but if it couldn't be torn, she picked it with her hands, bit her teeth, and stepped on it with her feet.

He hated, hated so much that he gritted his teeth, hated so much that his eyes bleed, and hated so much that he wanted to destroy everything.

The author has something to say: Mr. Zhuo bullied Shen Mi to the point where she hid in the quilt and cried secretly, it's really bad!Faced with Mr. Zhuo's shamelessness, Shen Mi had no choice but to make trouble...

PS: The author was also very emotional when writing this paragraph.When they first fall in love, everyone hopes that they are the perfect lover, and they can sacrifice everything for their lover.But in fact, only when you love can you know how difficult it is to sacrifice and give for love.Few people can save the prince like the mermaid princess in "The Daughter of the Sea", but they have to watch him be happy with others and sacrifice themselves.Even the mermaid princess has experienced countless painful struggles.In a sense, love and hate are twins. When you give love completely for the needs of others, your own needs will not be met, and then hatred will arise as the times require.A prince is for love, not to be hated; as for that woman, who was loved by the prince, hating her is worse than hating the prince, so you can’t hate, so who should you hate?I can only hate the spell that made me turn into bubbles before the sun rose. (Well, Mr. Zhuo was shot, and Shen Xiaomi's hatred finally found its target.)

But in fact, as long as you look at it calmly, you will find that this kind of spell that forces people to become bubbles is almost inevitable, because in real life, there will always be some people and things that force people to face and change. exist.The process of accepting the existence of these people and things is growth.

There is hatred, because there is unwillingness, because it has not yet matured.And the pain of growing up, like the pain of the little mermaid dancing on the tip of the knife like turning her tail into legs, no one can avoid.

Shen Xiaomi's road to growth has a long way to go, and of course, so does President Zhuo.The two are essentially similar, with the same persistence and stubbornness.The encounter between these two people, from a certain point of view, can be regarded as the sharp point of the needle, "the wicked have their own grind".