stop pampering me

Wan Qian pressed the video communication, turned his head and glanced at the paper on the table that was pressed by a pen, he thought for a while, put his thumb in his mouth and took a bite, bright blood beads came out from the wound , took the piece of paper and stamped his fingerprint on the signature at the bottom.

Feeling the crutch beside the bed, Wan Qian supported himself and stood up. His injured leg hurt badly as soon as he tried hard. The wound that closed yesterday was opened by Fang Fei's grasp, and now it is still seeping blood.

It was only the distance around the head of the bed, Wan Qian was sweating profusely when he walked, there was porridge and water that Huo Yongsen had spilled on the ground, the crutch slipped on the liquid, he knocked directly to the ground, and the crutch flew to the door.

Wan Qian groped around for a while before he found the glasses he had thrown out. He was relieved that the glasses didn't break this time.

He moved his legs, and the piercing pain made the cerebral cortex numb for a while.

It hurt, it hurt so much, he wondered if the stitches on his knee might burst, but he didn't have the heart to look back, he used his feet and hands that were still intact to move to the position outside the door little by little as he did in the port, picked up Picking up the crutches, he stood up with difficulty.

"Huh—" The stairs were very difficult to climb, so Wan Qian simply lay down on the stairs and climbed up step by step with a walking stick.

Huo's house has four floors in total, and he has to climb to the open-air terrace on the top floor.In the past, it was only a few minutes of walking, but after he was injured, he spent almost an hour, exhausted to the point of collapse, and his arms were so sore that he could hardly lift it.

He pushed open the door of the roof with all his strength, and the cold wind howled in from the door. After sweating, he was blown by the cold wind, which made him shiver.

That's okay, he can handle it.

In prison, he was forced to wear a thin padded jacket and rubber shoes to go outdoors to shovel snow. The snow was thick and the weather was very cold. His hands and feet were red and swollen like sausages. Out of poor heat to keep warm.

The wind kept blowing, and the soft snow was gradually turned into solid ice. It took a lot of effort to shovel each shovel. When he returned to the cell after work, he developed a high fever, but he still had to be held by the rope. Crawl on the ground by the neck, bark like a dog, and pee like a dog to please those vicious prisoners, otherwise he will not be allowed to rest.

Human life is very tenacious. He suffered inhumane abuse but failed to die of illness, but he himself did not have the courage to commit suicide.

His humanity and dignity were all buried in the dark prison, and the ashes of the firewood finally lost their last lingering warmth in the cold wind.

The fence of the roof was built very high, a full 1.5 meters. Wan Qian dragged his injured leg and couldn't climb over the fence. He felt a little desperate.

"Mr. Huo, it's Mr. Yiguang calling." Bo Qing said.

Huo Yongsen was annoyed now, he waved his hand and said, "No, go out!"

"Yes." Bo Qing's peripheral vision fell on the signature of the document, and she walked out without a pause.

Huo Yongsen turned his head to look at the dark computer screen that was on standby, put his right hand on the mouse and moved it away. He subconsciously wanted to see the man's situation, but suddenly remembered that he had withdrawn himself after returning to the villa. The camera in the room can no longer see what is going on in the room.

He was thinking about Wan Qian's face, every detail of meeting Wan Qian till now, and Wan Qian's betrayal over and over again, but he still couldn't restrain himself from thinking about this man.

The man's eyelashes are particularly long, but they are not black, but dark brown. Under the light, the ends of the eyelashes will glow with amber soft light.

When he felt uncomfortable on the bed, he would not bring it up. Only when he couldn't bear it, he would frowned and whimpered a few times. The soft moan made him more excited, but at that time the man felt very uncomfortable. Are you comfortable?

During the worst quarrel, he was only focused on being angry, and slept on the same bed without realizing that the other person was sick. Wanqian collapsed on the road and was hospitalized. He finally felt regretful. Even though Wanqian had cheated, he was still unwilling to let go. .

But he has his own pride and self-esteem, so he will not show his compromise in front of Wanqian, because he is afraid that the man will take an inch.

He just made a little joke, but the man took it seriously when he heard it. He knelt down and kowtowed to him, begging him for mercy. He felt very sad. Does the man only care about his niece?Is there a place for him in a man's heart?

He didn't dare to ask these words, for fear of getting an answer that he didn't expect.

But after that, the man started to be afraid of him again, too afraid to take half a step out of the house. Ivy asked him about the man's work arrangement, and he realized that the man had locked himself in a thick shell again. He hid his fear deep in his heart and covered it up with a smile and indifference, but the smile never reached his eyes again.

He tried his best to be nice to the man, but the man still wanted to run away, like a person desperately trying to free the kite, and fly into the arms of the sky.

On the other end, Yi Guang was about to go crazy. He guessed that something might have happened to Wan Qian, but Huo Yongsen didn't answer the phone for a long time.

"Hurry up and answer the phone for me!!" Yi Guang kicked over the coffee table, making the maid in the villa tremble.

Huo Yongsen clenched the pen in his hand, and involuntarily the image of a man staying beside him obediently appeared in his mind, carefully holding the pen in his palm and saying, can I change a pen?This is too expensive.

At that time, he gave the man another pen, and the man took it naturally.The second pen he gave the man was more expensive than the first one, so why did the man say that this pen is too expensive?

It is true that in his heart, the value of the pen gifted by his mother cannot be measured by money, but how did Wan Qian know? Even Bo Qing doesn't know about it!

There is also Wanqian's way of handling official documents, capable and sophisticated, very much like himself.If he hadn't been sure that he had never met Wan Qian before, he would almost have thought that he had taught such an apprentice.

The dream he thought might not be a dream. He thought he knew the man well enough, but he found that the man was still an unsolved mystery.

"Mr. Huo, Mr. Yiguang has called you more than a dozen times. Maybe he has something urgent to call you?" Bo Qing's own mobile phone received a text message from Yiguang, which basically said that something might have happened to Wanqian. Let Huo Yongsen answer the phone.

Huo Yongsen had already signed the document, and Bo Qing judged that Huo Yongsen had given up on Wanqian, so she didn't dare to go in and make trouble, but when she was drinking water, she happened to see the perfume bottle next to the water glass, which was given to her by Wanqian. birthday gift.

She has been working for Huo Yongsen for almost seven years, but Huo Yongsen has never cared about her birthday, but Wan Qian remembered that she even gave her her favorite perfume.

What Wan Qian did was wrong, but his gentleness like water made Bo Qing feel a little unbearable.

Huo Yongsen made a few vigorous strokes on the column with Wanqian's name printed on the document to cross out the name, and then connected the phone.

"Why are you only answering the phone now?"

"It's okay, I'll just hang up." Huo Yongsen and Yi Guang looked at each other with disgust now, he was not the one to be scolded obediently.

Yi Guang didn't have time to quarrel with him, so he said directly: "Hurry up and go home, I'm worried that something will happen to Wan Qian!"