Loved by old men

Before he could respond, Song Linzhi actually dialed the number to call the security guard.

Yin Yu was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses.

He snatched Song Linzhi's cell phone directly, and the cell phone accidentally fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Song Linzhi's expression suddenly became ugly.

Yin Yu picked up the phone, feeling inexplicably irritable, and no longer dejected, but grabbed his collar and said angrily, "What do you mean?"

"What else do you think I mean?" Song Linzhi raised his eyes to look at him, without any emotion in his eyes.

Yin Yu clenched his teeth, "Does it have to be like this?!"

He didn't think of what would happen to Song Linzhi, nor could he think of what could happen to Song Linzhi.

"Do you want to be shameless?" He squeezed the words out of his throat, "My dad is like this and you are like this!"

Song Linzhi's face darkened, and he suddenly cut his hands behind his back, pressing him against the door.

Yin Yu didn't expect this person to be like this suddenly, and before he could struggle, his wrist hurt.

His hand was injured before and is now prone to dislocation.

The dislocation of the wrist was much more painful than the dislocation of the shoulder. His face turned pale from the pain, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Song Linzhi didn't let him go, twisted his wrist to cover his back, and whispered in his ear: "I don't have such a good temper, and you are nobody, why should I take you in?"

Listening to the man saying something he would never say before, Yin Yu gritted his molars, "I won't let you go."

"Why don't you let me go? I'm not your guardian, I'm not your parent. I'm tired of taking care of you, and I even wish you didn't show up." Song Linzhi's eyes turned cold, and his tone was very indifferent.

"Then let me go!" Yin Yu struggled twice, his wrist became red and swollen with the extent of his struggle, which looked quite scary.

He was pressed tightly by Song Linzhi, and his side face was rubbed against the mahogany gate, which made his face ache.

Song Linzhi still didn't let go, but directly dragged him into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Yin Yu was pushed again, and his back hit a pillar, knocking his spine numb for a while.

Before he could recover, Song Lin kissed him.

Kissing is rough.

Song Linzhi's actions were also extremely rough.

As soon as Yin Yu struggled, someone pressed his dislocated wrist.

The piercing pain made his body tremble.

After a while, he couldn't bear the red eyes, "Uncle Song, Uncle Song, I was wrong, my hand...uh..."

With a groan of pain being gagged, Yin Yu felt that he was not far from death today.

He couldn't remember what happened next.

The dislocated wrist was getting more and more painful under heavy pressure again and again, so painful that his eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

Before passing out, he even thought about whether his hand would be useless in the future.

……

Eleven at night.

When Qi Le came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw Yin Shijian standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette, his tall back seemed to have changed a lot.

He stepped on the carpet with bare feet, and as soon as he walked to the balcony, a breeze blew, and the smell of smoke was blown into the room.

The taste is too strong, how much is this smoked?When Qi Le stepped forward, he saw an empty cigarette case.

He frowned, looked at the man's back and let out a long sigh.

Then, he leaned forward again, stretched his arms around the man's waist from behind, and moved his small head to the front, "Brother Jian, you smoked too much today."

Since returning home, Yin Shijian has been smoking, and he has smoked a whole box.

He knew that Yin Shijian was depressed now, but smoking too much was not good either.

"If you're worried about Yin Yu, let's change clothes now and have a look." Qi Le snatched the cigarette from his hand, extinguished it and threw it in the trash can, "It smells like cigarettes, it stinks to death."

"How should we explain it?" Yin Shijian leaned against the railing of the balcony, "Could it be that we told him that we followed him?"

Qi Le let go and stood beside him, looking at the brightly lit street outside, with many thoughts in his heart.

He could feel that Yin Shijian wanted to be good for his son, but he didn't know how to enlighten Yin Shijian, and he didn't know what the other party was insisting on.

For himself, if Yin Yu is really gay, that's fine. The other party is Song Linzhi. It should be good for the two of them to be together. He can't imagine it if it's another person.

If Yin Yu is not gay but heterosexual, then it's fine to find a girl to date. He doesn't think there is anything special about his son.

He knows that the road of homosexuality is not easy to walk, but he is a person on this road, and to be honest, he thinks he is very smooth.

His parents supported him even if they didn't object. Yin Shijian didn't have parents, so he didn't have to worry about anything else. As for the outside eyes, they were all secondary.

Sexual orientation is something that no one can decide for themselves.

No one is more noble than anyone else.

Qi Le feels that as long as he does not harm the society, whether he is gay, heterosexual or asexual, this is a human freedom, and no matter how much others oppose him, this fact cannot be changed.

To put it bluntly, those objecting voices were full of food and meddling in their own business.

But Yin Shijian doesn't think so. Yin Shijian experienced discrimination in many forms such as being separated and forced to marry in his early years.

Therefore, Yin Shijian worried that his son would follow his old path.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to forcibly correct his son's sexual orientation, but he won't, which doesn't mean that the Song family won't either.

After all, the Song family was one of the four great families in the past, and the Su family's divorce has already lost all face. If they suddenly found out about Song Linzhi and Yin Yu's affairs at this time, the Song family would be turned upside down no matter what.

The evening breeze in early autumn was slightly cool, and Qi Le had goosebumps on his hands, so he had to keep rubbing them.

Looking at Yin Shijian's tired face, he stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and said in a low voice, "I'm a little cold."

Seeing his bangs being blown away by the wind, and his body trembling slightly, Yin Shijian pulled him into his arms, "I'm sorry for letting you accompany me to blow the wind for so long."

Qi Le snuggled into his arms, and patted the hand holding his back lightly, "It's okay, are you in a better mood now?"

"Go in, I'm going to take a shower." Yin Shijian didn't answer, but pulled him into the room.

Back in the room, the room temperature was just right, and Qi Le felt much warmer in an instant.

He stepped on the floor with bare feet, Yin Shijian frowned, went to the cabinet in front of the bed and took out slippers for him to put on.

"I go barefoot every day, and if I catch a cold, I have to go to the hospital for an injection."

Hearing the man's threats, Qi Le couldn't help but smile.

"Still laughing?" Yin Shijian was slightly dissatisfied. He has a very bad temper now.

Qi Le quickly yawned, fell on the bed and acted like a spoiled child, "Brother Jian, it's late, I'm so sleepy..."

Every time he acts like a baby, Yin Shijian has nothing to do with him.

No, Yin Shijian immediately stood up to get his clothes, ready to go to the bathroom to take a shower, and then sleep with Qi Le.

When the man finished taking a shower and lay on the bed together, Qi Le rubbed his feet against the man's, "I'll pick Yin Yu up tomorrow."

Yin Shijian was taken aback, then hummed.

Qi Le lay down next to him, with worry on his face, "Don't worry too much, I'll talk to him tomorrow."

"……it is good."

Seeing that the man agreed, but his brows were still frowning, Qi Le turned over and lay on top of him, "Baby is holding you, what do you want to tell him, I will tell him tomorrow."

He didn't want Yin Shijian to meet his son because he was afraid that the conflict between father and son would deepen.Yin Shijian is a good lover as a lover, but as a father...

Qi Le went up to kiss the man's chin, and saw the tenderness and pampering in his eyes.

He shrank back again, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Yin Shijian is actually not suitable to be a father. He may want to care about his son, but the generation gap between him and his son is too large, so that every time he cares about him, he ends up looking for trouble.

Just like tonight, the father and son quarreled as soon as they entered the study.

Thinking of this, Qi Le sighed silently.

Yin Shijian didn't know what he was thinking, so he hugged him and closed his eyes.

The two embraced each other and fell asleep, neither of them knew Yin Yu's current situation.

When Yin Yu woke up, it was just dawn, and there was still the sound of birdsong.

He was in a strange room, and all the furnishings looked strange.

There was still numbness on his wrist, and he froze for a moment before realizing where it was.

The door was pushed open at this moment, and Song Linzhi's tired face came into his eyes.

Yin Yu remembered what happened last night, and subconsciously backed away.

Song Linzhi paused, and then sighed deeply.

Yin Yu didn't dare to look at him, and touched himself. Except for the dislocated wrist, there was no discomfort at all.

He never thought that Song Linzhi would be violent to him, let alone that the reason for the violence would be that he rejected the other party.

Everything that happened last night played back in his mind like a movie, and Yin Yu's face turned pale.

If he hadn't passed out last night, Song Linzhi would have used force on him.

Thinking of Song Linzhi's terrifying expression at that time, Yin Yu still has lingering fears.

It was the first time he saw Song Linzhi showing that expression, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

The ward was very quiet. Song Linzhi just paused for a while before walking to the bed without talking to Yin Yu, and kept fiddling with the flowers on the bedside table with both hands.

Yin Yu's heart was pounding, worried that he would be like last night again.

But his worries were superfluous.

After Song Linzhi finished fiddling with the vase, he said slowly, "I will submit my resignation letter to the company today."

Yin Yu was taken aback, blinked his eyes, and didn't realize what he meant.

"I thought about it carefully. I have been working for more than ten years. I haven't expanded my social circle and I don't have anyone around me. That's why I think you..."

Song Linzhi paused in the middle of speaking, staring down at the flowers that had been crushed by himself, and then said: "I forced you too much, so let's do it like this from now on."

A story without an end is better than never having a beginning.

Even if they start now, the damage has already been done, and he can't undo it, so he can just end it with his own hands.

Listening to his words, Yin Yu didn't know what to respond.

What do you mean by "we'll be like this from now on"?Yin Yu couldn't understand, but he could hear it.

Song Linzhi wanted to completely disown him.