bad kid

Ruan Zhimu finally fell ill.

After being bullied for many days, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. When he woke up one morning, he suddenly felt a sore throat and coughed intermittently.

When I touched my forehead, it was hot.

This time it's completely unworkable.

Even though his body was sore and weak at first, he was reluctant to part with the little salary, and he had to crawl to work. He was so moved that he felt that capitalists must like him the most.

Now that I have a fever, I can't even open my eyes, let alone think about other things.

It's all Yan Yue's fault.

Thinking of this, Ruan Zhimu became angry.

Well, Yan Yue wasn't so fierce after that. When he hugged and kissed him, he was called gentle and tender. Ruan Zhimu didn't know where he had such a good kissing skill, so he bit his lips with his teeth, He couldn't help the numbness in his back and the weakness in his legs.

But... the iron body can't bear to prostitute every day!

Now he is cured. With this disease, he has been lying at home for at least a week, listless all day long, forgetting about work and sex.

...his money!

Ruan Zhimu's heart felt like a knife was twisting at the thought of money flashing past his eyes like flowing water, and then flowing away quickly.

When Ruan Zhimu got angry, he didn't want to say anything.

Nested in the quilt to recover from his illness, he didn't say a word, and Yan Yue called him to have breakfast and ignored him.

On the one hand, I don't want to talk about it, on the other hand, my voice is indeed hoarse, and my throat hurts even if I speak a little.

Yan Yue also seemed a little panicked.

Yan Da, the proud and unrivaled photographer, carefully touched his forehead and said in a sharp tone, "...I'll take you to the hospital!"

Ruan Zhimu remained motionless.

What are you going to the hospital for, let the doctor see how many bite marks he has on his body, or how swollen his butt is.

He can't afford to lose this man.

The situation is miraculously reversed.

Five years ago, it was Yan Yue who refused to go to the hospital, he coaxed and coaxed him softly; today, five years later, he refused to see a doctor, Yan Yue stood by the bed helpless, helpless, unable to even speak. Don't dare to speak loudly.

Ruan Zhimu became stubborn, because even ten aircraft carriers could not bring them back.

The whole day, except for Yan Yue forcefully feeding him a small bowl of porridge at breakfast, he really didn't eat anything.

Sore throat, no feeling of hunger, no appetite.

He was wondering how long Yan Yue planned to lock him up, and why he still refused to give up.

Obviously...

Obviously, he has already done so unfeelingly and disgustingly.

-

Bai Chuan has not been to Yan Yue's studio for more than a month.

There is a new handsome guy in the laboratory, who is 1.8 meters tall, can play guitar, compose music, and play drums. Laboratory and little handsome guy research academic.

When he received Yan Yue's call, he was absent-minded: "This is sweet and sweet with Brother Ruan, and you are here to show your love to me?"

A month ago, when he learned that the two had finally met, he was also relieved, thinking that Yan Yue had finally got what he wanted.

Although he is an outsider, he can see Yan Yue's life these years.

He also doesn't believe that Ruan Zhimu really left without saying goodbye because of money, there must be something else hidden.

Now that we met each other, the two of them explained a little bit and cried together, the misunderstanding should be almost resolved, right?

He thought, counting the days, the two of them should be getting back together like glue.

After listening to his words, Yan Yue was speechless for a long time.

Bai Chuan: "Brother Ruan is by your side? If I'm free tonight, I'll go and play with you..."

Yan Yue's tone seemed to be the end of the world: "...I screwed up."

Bai Chuan: "Huh?"

Yan Yue is helpless like a lost child:

"He said that he had let go of everything five years ago, no longer loved me, and didn't want me to pester him anymore."

"So I forced him."

"Forcibly for many days, he fell ill and refused to talk to me again."

"I... have no other choice."

Shirakawa:"……"

He was greatly shocked by the development of the matter.

He didn't know exactly what happened, but he only saw Yan Yue like this once in five years.

It was the day Ruan Zhimu left without saying goodbye five years ago.

He couldn't make it clear on the phone, so he asked Yan Yue to go to a quiet tea restaurant near the studio.

Yan Yue's face was ashen when he appeared, and the little waitress watched from a distance, not daring to come over to pour water.

Bai Chuan had no choice but to pour him a cup of tea by himself, and let him sit down and talk slowly.

Yan Yue slowly began to talk, from their meeting, to quarreling, to coercion, to sending cars and watches... to getting sick.

Bai Chuan's eyes also opened wider and wider, until the eyeballs almost popped out.

After listening, I couldn't help blurting out: "Are you two idiots?"

The onlookers can see the problem at a glance, two people who obviously still like each other very much, can actually talk so hard, making it awkward and tense.

"And you are usually a very smart and rational person, why did you..."

Needless to say IQ, Yan Yue was able to counterattack from the bottom of the class to the top five in just two years in high school, which is enough to prove that he has a superior IQ.

In daily life, he is also calm and shrewd. He has always been the only one in control of the overall situation, and no one else has cheated him.

In addition to photography, he engages in investment, real estate, and medicine... No matter how complicated the situation is, he can easily handle it, as if nothing can stop him.

Why is it that when you meet Ruan Zhimu, you seem to lose all your sanity.

Yan Yue didn't refute, but lowered his head, like a child who did something wrong.

Bai Chuan raised his forehead: "Forget it, forget it, the old saying still makes sense, the authorities are confused by the bystanders... Tell me again, what did he say when you asked him?"

Yan Yue: "He said that Yan Zuncheng threatened him, and he also admitted that he signed the contract. I asked if there was any other reason, and he said no."

Bai Chuan was speechless: "You believe what he says? You have known him for so many years, do you think he is the kind of person who will be manipulated and threatened at will?"

...It really is love that makes people blind.

"Didn't you notice...during your conversation, there was always a person who was invisible."

Yan Yue raised his eyes.

Bai Chuan also looked at him.

The eyes of the two met, and they thought of the same person at the same time.

"—Yan Minghua."

Only then did Yan Yue suddenly wake up.

Indeed, this is the strangest thing.

He and Yan Zuncheng had always been in a state of cold war against each other, and Yan Minghua would tell them what happened at home.

And he met Ruan Zhimu through the medium of Yan Minghua.

Back then, if Yan Zuncheng knew about his relationship with Ruan Zhimu, Yan Minghua must have known about it a long time ago, then...

Then, Yan Minghua, as his uncle, would definitely stop him.

Only when the teacher who is also a father and a friend speaks, Ruan Zhimu will not be able to refuse.

This is probably the real reason why Ruan Zhimu left in the first place.

A few days ago, he was anxious and depressed, restless and impatient. He only thought about not letting Ruan Zhimu run away again, but he ignored such obvious doubts.

Yan Yue's heart was pounding.

I want to run home immediately, go to Ruan Zhimu, ask him what happened that year, and ask him if he doesn't hate him that much.

Immediately, he remembered something again, and his face froze.

Bai Chuan: "What's wrong?"

Yan Yue said with difficulty: "Now... he won't talk to me."

Not only did he refuse to speak, he didn't even bother to give him a look.

Shirakawa:"……"

Are these two idiots?

"Forget it, send the Buddha to the west." Bai Chuan drank the remaining tea and stood up helplessly, "Let me do it."

-

Ruan Zhimu lay on the bed in a daze for a long time, the curtains were thick and tightly drawn, he couldn't see the sunlight outside the window, and he didn't know how many hours it was.

It can only be judged from the sound outside the window, oh, the car honking one after another, everyone is going to work; it is quiet, it is probably noon, everyone is going to work or taking a nap; The children were running around, roaring and screaming, it should be four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

The voice came in through the curtains, muffled and blunt, not very clear, and could only be discerned barely.

After Ruan Zhimu and Yan Yue fought coldly for several hours, they heard footsteps from near to far, and then the sudden and heavy closing of the door.

Yan Yue opened the door and went out without saying a word.

Probably also annoying, Ruan Zhimu thought.

In the face of Yan Yue, it is actually not easy to ruthlessly refuse.

Even after five years, when he looked at Yan Yue's dark eyes like the deep sea, his heart beat faster and he was at a loss.

What's more, he hugged him so sadly, kissed him, and carefully fed him porridge and medicine.

It is impossible not to be moved.

But it can only stop at the heartbeat.

Yesterday when Yan Yue took him home, the two had a quarrel on the road, and the car almost hit the railing of the bridge.

At the moment of the car accident, his first reaction was to stretch out his arms to protect Yan Yue's head.

Yan Yue looked at him, but he could only pretend to be stupid, and smiled coquettishly, saying that I can't swim, thinking that if I fall, I won't be able to sink if I hold your head.

Yan Yue looked at him like an idiot, but he could only pretend he didn't see it.

It's so risky, I almost revealed my secrets.

Yan Yue's encounters in the past five years and what happened these days also just proved what Yan Minghua said to him back then - "you will only harm him when you are together."

If it wasn't for him, Yan Yue wouldn't drink or smoke.

He would not be decadent, would not eat for days and nights, and almost died of gas poisoning.

It won't be brooding for so many years and become gloomy and weird.

On the night when he learned of these things, he suffered from insomnia all night, and his heart was like a knife.

But facing Yan Yue another day, he could only try his best to pretend to be casual and unconcerned, and said with a smile, let's all forget each other and embrace a better future.

Once he looks back, everything he did five years ago will be in vain.

At that time, Yan Minghua said to him word by word:

"I have many students, but only this one nephew."

"When you are together, it will only harm him and you."

"If you still have the slightest respect for me as a teacher, just leave, go far away, and don't come back."

"Just act like I'm begging you."

Ruan Zhimu naturally begged Yan Minghua for mercy.

He respects Yan Minghua, but he also loves the boy who will cover his feet in the middle of the night.

He will not hurt the people he likes just to repay his kindness.

He tried his best to assure his mentor that although he was gay, he would never mess around and that his feelings for Yan Yue were serious.

He knew that he didn't have much money, but he would treat him very well, and he would work hard in the future, and he would not let Yan Yue suffer with him.

But Yan Minghua never let go.

He once had a student who loved and valued him very much. After he entered college, he "suddenly started to engage in homosexuality". Afterwards, news of death came back.

He was stabbed to death by his boyfriend, who was eight years his senior, because he thought he was in love with someone else.

That was more than ten years ago.

Yan Minghua went to his funeral, and since then firmly believed that "homosexuality is a disease of the brain and will kill oneself."

He stood outside Yan Minghua's house all night. The evening wind blew in from the staircase window and stabbed him with knives. Yan Minghua refused to see him.

Later, when Yan Zuncheng heard the news, he rushed over, his eyebrows were full of violence, he kicked him to the ground, stomped on his neck, and slapped him.

Ruan Zhimu's cheeks were hot and buzzing, he just felt like a broken machine, every part lost its effectiveness in an instant.

Hearing the sound, Yan Minghua hurried out, grabbed Yan Zuncheng's wrist, and stood in front of him.

There was a glimmer of hope in his heart, but even though Yan Minghua saved him from Yan Zuncheng, he still told him that it was impossible, no matter what.

If he insisted on being with Yan Yue, then their teacher-student friendship would be severed from now on.

Yan Minghua asked him:

"You should know exactly what kind of family environment Yan Yue grew up in."

"Can you guarantee that you will make a lot of money in the future? Can you guarantee that Yan Yue will have a successful career in the future and will not regret it?"

"If not, why do you say that you can give him a good future?"

One after another, knocking on his heart, the pain made him almost suffocate.

With no other choice, he could only heal his injuries outside for a period of time, and he limped back when the injuries on the back of his neck and face were no longer visible.

As if nothing had happened, he smiled and said to Yan Yue: "I just went out to pick up a job, so I'm back."

When the two got closer, Yan Yue noticed that something was wrong with him.

In order to dispel his doubts, he got into his quilt bonyly, and pulled down his pants with a smile.

He thought it was the last time.

For the last time, let's indulge a little bit, it's okay to be humble, it's okay to be ashamed, just treat it as the end of the world.

Never expected that they would meet again five years later.

Yan Yue did not forget him.

He has never loved anyone other than Yan Yue.