Mr. Lu was heartbroken after I left

Si Yan leaned back and leaned on the backrest, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

I also hoped that the old man would be more enlightened, but in the end he still put the family business first...

"When will the master return home?"

"I will return to China in about a week. Before that..." The man looked up at the posters that almost covered the study room, and said hesitantly, "Master, do you need the servants to collect these posters?"

Si Yan glanced at the wall covered with Xu Zhuoyang's posters, touched his chin, hesitated, "You don't have to worry about this, I will clean it up myself, oh, that's right!"

He raised the tablet in his hand, and the man stepped forward to take it. The picture on it was still on the greasy and disgusting smile of a middle-aged man, which made people get goosebumps.

Si Yan pointed, "This person is Sun Ming, the boss of Baimao Company, and he has done a lot of disgusting things. With your ability, you can definitely find out."

He stood up, leaned down slightly, stared at the man's eyes with a pair of bottomless eyes that were exuding chill, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to hear his name mentioned in the future, what I mean, you understand ?”

The man lowered his head slightly, "This subordinate understands."

After he left, Si Yan stood alone in the study room. He bent down and pulled out the drawer under the table. A thick envelope lay inside. He took out the contents of the envelope. He held a dozen photos in his hand. Looking at the person above, his eyes were full of coldness.

"I thought you would be kind to him if you changed your ways, but now it seems that I'm thinking too much."

-

That night.

Xu Zhuoyang showed no signs of waking up. Lu Beiye was exhausted physically and mentally, and his spirit almost collapsed. He held his eyelids and wanted to wait.

But after several days of sleepless nights and tense spirits, he still couldn't support him. He lay on the side of the bed and fell asleep unconsciously, still holding Xu Zhuoyang's hand tightly.

Not long after he fell asleep, Xu Zhuoyang opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling quietly, there was no brilliance in his black eyes.

He actually regained consciousness for a while, but he just didn't want that person to know...

Beside him was Lu Beiye's steady breathing, and his wrist was tightly held, and there was a fiery temperature.

He sat up cautiously, a sudden dizziness on his head caused him to sway instantly, and he was about to fall off the bed uncontrollably. Suddenly, a pair of powerful big hands supported his shoulders to stabilize him, and he heard that the man was talking With a trembling voice, "Ayang..."

Xu Zhuoyang tilted his head, didn't even look at him, and was indifferent to his call.

Lu Beiye didn't care about these things. The mere fact that Xu Zhuoyang woke up was enough to make him ecstatic. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked cautiously, "Ayang, are you thirsty? Let me pour you a glass of water."

He stabilized Xu Zhuoyang's body, turned around to pour water, and handed the water glass in front of Xu Zhuoyang, before he could speak, the glass of water was knocked to the ground by Xu Zhuoyang's wave.

"Bang Dang", the glass instantly shattered. He looked at the glass that came out of his hand. He was about to have a seizure when he saw Xu Zhuoyang looking at him coldly. There was no hatred or love in his eyes. He was very calm, and his voice He said hoarsely, "Why is Mr. Lu here?"

"Are you here to see if I'm dead?"

Lu Beiye lowered his head, sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking about how to speak.

He was only immersed in the joy of Xu Zhuoyang's waking up, but he forgot why Xu Zhuoyang was hospitalized...

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "That man is also in the hospital, he broke a leg, I will not let him go, and I will not let his business go, Ayang, the person who bullies you, bro It won't make him feel better."

Xu Zhuoyang roared uncontrollably, "Lu Beiye! Isn't it you who should be let off the most?!"

His emotions surged out, his chest heaved violently with anger, his fingertips were trembling, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, and he hugged his head in pain.

Lu Beiye was terrified, "Ayang, Ayang?"

He hugged Xu Zhuoyang, and he could clearly feel the body of the person in his arms struggling violently. Even his voice was hoarse and he resisted his approach. He supported his painful head with one hand and pushed him with the other. Dare to delay, hurriedly called the doctor over, and when the doctor arrived, Xu Zhuoyang had already passed out.

After the examination, the doctor said, "It's all right. There are some superficial abrasions all over the body. The head is seriously injured and needs to rest for a while. It should be that he fainted because of being too emotional just now. Remember not to let the patient get too emotional. After a few more days of observation, you can be discharged from the hospital.”

Lu Beiye breathed a sigh of relief, the doctor left the ward, and there were only two people left in the silent space. He stared at Xu Zhuoyang's face, unable to move his eyes away for a long time, hesitated again and again, and left the ward.

It wasn't until dawn that Xu Zhuoyang opened his eyes again. Lu Beiye had already left, and the person accompanying him was a nurse.

Lu Beiye didn't show up for the next few days. Xu Zhuoyang often sat on the hospital bed and looked out the window in a daze. The nurse next to him was a very careful aunt who tried her best to make Xu Zhuoyang happy, but Xu Zhuoyang seemed to shut himself up. No one wants to talk to me.

Lu Beiye was afraid that his appearance would affect his condition, so he had been standing outside the door watching him secretly for a few days, standing stupidly for a long time and then secretly leaving.

Xu Zhuoyang in the ward lowered his head slightly, and the aunt beside him said something to him with a gentle smile on his face, but Xu Zhuoyang just remained unmoved, occasionally nodding his head was regarded as a response.

As Lu Beiye watched, a sore feeling suddenly rose in his heart. Xu Zhuoyang seemed to feel something suddenly, and slowly raised his head to look towards the door and window.

The eyes that seemed to see through everything frightened him, and repeatedly determined his position. It should be a blind spot and would not be discovered, but Xu Zhuoyang in the ward spoke slowly. Although he couldn't hear him, he understood his words. type.

Come in, let's chat...

He held the doorknob, hesitated for a long time before pressing it down, and entered the ward.

He looked at the lifeless man, and said timidly, "Ayang..."

The aunt felt something was wrong with the atmosphere, she went out wisely, and closed the door behind her.

Xu Zhuoyang patted the chair beside him, and Lu Beiye went over bravely, every step was as difficult as stepping on the tip of a knife.

Xu Zhuoyang looked at the quilt and said slowly, "What is Mr. Lu's plan next? Is it to block me or give me away? Or maybe something else?"

Lu Beiye wanted to hold his hand, Xu Zhuoyang withdrew his hand calmly, Lu Beiye's face was a little ugly, "Ayang, I can't do anything, you stay by my side obediently, I... "

Xu Zhuoyang turned his head sideways, interrupted his words, and said calmly, "Stay by your side and continue to be your lover? No, I'm not even a lover. people."

The flat tone seemed to be talking about another unimportant matter, and his eyes were empty, without anger or resentment.

Lu Beiye explained anxiously, "Ayang, I swear I won't let you do anything you don't want in the future, I will treat you well, and I will give you whatever you want."

"Mr. Lu, I heard your oath once five years ago, and your oath has no credibility."

Xu Zhuoyang these days was only thinking about everything between the two of them when they were in college. At that time, Lu Beiye would bring him breakfast, accompany him on his birthday, and take him to play.

The two dreamed about the future, and on Valentine's Day, they held hands under the Ferris wheel and made promises that are ridiculous now.

At that time, Lu Beiye held his face and told him sincerely that he would be with him forever, be good to him for the rest of his life, fulfill all his dreams, and heal all his wounds with love.

At that time, Lu Beiye's eyes were always filled with tenderness and love, and his heart was deeply attached to him, and every day this love deepened, and now looking back, there is both sweetness and bitterness in his heart.

Did Lu Beiye ever love him?The result is not important anymore, he can't tell the truth from the fake, and he doesn't want to care about it, what he loves is the Lu Beiye in his memory...

He lifted the quilt and lay down in, with his back to Lu Beiye, ignoring the man behind him.

Lu Beiye stood up, he lifted a corner of the quilt, and climbed onto the bed lightly. Xu Zhuoyang felt the position behind him sink and his body stiffened. Lu Beiye put his hands on his waist and said in a hoarse voice, " Ah Yang, the doctor said that your body is fine."

Xu Zhuoyang looked at the other side of the bed quietly with his eyes open, indifferent to his words.

The hand on the waist began to wander restlessly, slowly down, and stretched into his pants. Realizing what Lu Beiye wanted to do, Xu Zhuoyang quickly reached out to hold his wrist, preventing him from continuing to move forward. Down.

Lu Beiye propped himself up, and moved Xu Zhuoyang who was lying on his side. Seeing Xu Zhuoyang's expression at the moment, his body stopped, and his heart felt pain like a needle prick.

Xu Zhuoyang's eyes were already filled with tears, which silently rolled down the corners of his eyes. He looked at him with disappointment, and asked in a low voice, "Lu Beiye, did you treat me as a real person for a moment?"

Lu Beiye pursed his lips, and he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, his palm was instantly moist, the man under him sobbed softly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

He leaned down and leaned against his ear, "Ayang, trust me again."

He obsessively kissed his ear, the wet and hot kiss went all the way down, the buttons of the pajamas were unknowingly unbuttoned, and a few drops of cool liquid suddenly fell from his chest.

Xu Zhuoyang was startled.

he is crying...

Lu Beiye treated the body beneath him almost devoutly, even when he entered it, he was cautious, for fear that the person beneath him would suffer a little bit.

Xu Zhuoyang's voice was very soft, as if he was saying to him, but also as if warning himself, "This is the last time."

Lu Beiye was very happy, and kept calling his name, his movements gradually became rough. The blushing voice in the ward lasted for a long time, until finally Lu Beiye stopped his movements because he was concerned about his injuries.

He held Xu Zhuoyang who had fallen asleep in his arms, and his heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction and security.

Ah Yang still couldn't be cruel to him...