domestic violence man

It was past twelve o'clock, and the two figures finally appeared side by side on Lin Jin Road. The stars above their heads were a little dim, and the moonlight was also covered by thin clouds, and the surrounding wind suddenly became colder.

"It should be raining." Luo Ran was a little worried: "How do you go back?"

"It's okay, I'll go back by car in a while." Yan Yang sent people all the way to the door of the house, and was about to leave.

"It's so late, the bus and subway are out of service." Luo Ran shook her head, knowing that the other party would never call a taxi to save money, so she asked him to stay: "Stay at my house for one night, so it's convenient for you to go to work tomorrow, so you won't be late. "

Yan Yang was so surprised and delighted that he even forgot to nod his head in excitement.

"What? You don't want to?" Luo Ran took out the key, looked at him suspiciously, and regretted her abruptness in her heart.

Yan Yang waved his hands quickly, and twitched the corners of his mouth angrily: "Yes, of course I do, besides, I'm here to collect debts, so it's only natural to stay for one night."

Luo Ran shook her head and smiled helplessly: "You... rascal."

Yan Yang followed behind him and chuckled, "I'm only a rascal to you."

Luo Ran was a little embarrassed, but pretended not to hear.

Of course, the final sleeping method was the same as that night. Luo Ran originally asked Yan Yang to sleep in the guest room, but Yan Yang wanted to sleep on the floor in his bedroom. All on the ground.

Nuo Da's villa was empty, and the patter of rain outside the window revealed the silence and tranquility of the night. The bedroom was even quieter, and only the shallow breathing of two people could be heard.

In the middle of the night, Yan Yang was woken up by Luo Ran's shouting.

"Little love...Little love...don't be afraid..." Luo Ran seemed to be caught in a nightmare, her white and slender hands tightly grasped the quilt, and her smooth neck was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Yan Yang was taken aback, and quickly hugged Luo Ran in his arms, shaking his body gently.

"Luo Ran...? Luo Ran...! How are you doing?" He called the other party anxiously.

Luo Ran was shaking violently all over, slowly opened his eyes, his whole body looked like he had just been fished out of the water, he looked at Yan Yang, and it took him a long time to realize who the other party was, a pair of dark pupils revealed deep fear And lonely, that gaze made Yan Yang's whole heart tremble.

"Yan Yang..."

"It's me." Yan Yang stroked his wet hair behind his ears: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I dreamed of Xiao Ai..." Luo Ran grabbed Yan Yang's hand tightly in fear: "Quick! Give me my mobile phone...! I want to call Xiao Ai... Hurry...!" He looked nervous and anxious.

"Luo Ran...! Calm down." Yan Yang shook him, trying to wake him up: "It's only four o'clock in the morning, are you going to call the child to wake her up?"

Only then did Luo Ran look out the window, his eyes were filled with the silence of the night, he finally came to his senses, and approached Yan Yang's arms a little tiredly: "Sorry...I'm a little confused."

Yan Yang tightly wrapped his arms around his flexible waist: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, tell me... What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed...dreamed about Jiang Yan...he left Xiao Ai alone on the street...then Xiao Ai kept crying...kept crying...Dad..."

Luo Ran spoke incoherently, and Bai Jie's fingers grabbed her hair nervously.

Yan Yang held him in his arms, and didn't ask who Jiang Yan was, but only comforted him: "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream, nothing will happen."

Then he smiled again: "Those old people often say that dreams and reality are opposite, it's okay."

Luo Ran leaned against his shoulder, Yan Yang's strong chest rose and fell with his breath, full of masculine strength and sense of security, which eased his nervousness a lot.

"Why don't you ask me who Jiang Yan is?" he asked softly.

"If you want to talk, you will naturally tell me, why should I ask more." Yan Yang curled his lips.

"He is Xiao Ai's other father." Luo Ran's voice was devoid of emotion, still icy cold, as if his soul had been sucked out.

"Is...is it..." Yan Yang's voice was a little hoarse.

"We have been together for nearly five years, but I feel... these five years are too long, too long... The long time has exhausted my energy and emotions for a lifetime." Luo Ran looked at the photo on the low cabinet with empty eyes.

Yan Yang vaguely knew what happened, but he didn't ask any more questions, and just listened quietly to Luo Ran's story.

"That time in the office, I was so embarrassed, and it was thanks to him... I originally thought that there is no bottom line for loving someone. No matter what he did or what he did wrong, he should be tolerant and forgiven. ..." Luo Ran lowered her head and laughed, with an infinite coolness in that laughter: "But that's when I realized that I should give up."

"It's because I'm blind because I don't know people clearly." Luo Ran said with a nasal voice and suppressed crying.

Yan Yang patted him on the shoulder, comforting him silently.

"Thank you." Luo Ran raised his eyes to look at him: "I don't know why, every time, I am in a mess and extremely miserable... I actually want to talk to others, I have a mind and a soul, I am not a cold stone, but every time I find, No one can speak."

Yan Yang looked into his expressionless eyes: "I'll be here from now on."

After finishing speaking, he leaned down slightly and kissed Luo Ran lightly on the forehead: "Don't think too much, go to sleep."

Then he let go of Luo Ran, returned to his floor, and covered his head with the quilt.

Luo Ran sat on the bed sluggishly, Yan Yang's light kiss on his forehead, like a spark, instantly touched his whole body, and even his whole heart became scorching hot, he looked at Yan Yang lying on the bed The back figure on the floor was stunned for a long time.

In the early morning of the next day, the smell of bread and fried eggs filled the whole room. Last night's rain and fog gradually dissipated, and the morning sun was mild and mild. As soon as Luo Ran opened his eyes, he could smell the aroma of breakfast.

He got up and changed his clothes, went around to the kitchen, and saw Yan Yang was frying egg pancakes with his back bare and wearing an apron.

"Hey, you've woken up, it's just hot, eat something?" Yan Yang took the plate, shoveled the omelette into the plate, and handed it to Luo Ran: "Taste it."

Luo Ran's eyes flicked around on his bare back and arms, and then coughed lightly: "You...why don't you wear a shirt?" As he spoke, a blush appeared on his face.

"Hey, don't mention it." Yan Yang clicked his tongue: "I wanted to use that stove to warm up your milk in the morning, but the milk didn't heat up, so I got all over the place." He pointed to the microwave next to the cabinet and complained.

Luo Ran picked up the box of milk with a damaged package, and couldn't help laughing: "This kind of packaging can't be put in this stove." He shook his head helplessly, and complained softly: "Stupid."

Yan Yang was dumbfounded for a moment, he was happy because of the other party's scolding, and then he smirked again.

"You wait, I'll find you clean clothes."

Luo Ran walked out of the kitchen and went back to the bedroom to search for a while.