The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

"Here, this is a gift for you."

In the elegant restaurant, the gentle man smiled and pushed over a beautifully packed box, "Congratulations to A Qing Kao on the first."

The teenager pursed his lips and said thank you in a low voice, but there was no joy on his face.

Wen Hui's smile was a bit gloomy. He seemed to inadvertently ask, "A Qing, what I mentioned to you last time, we took our aunt to go abroad for treatment, how did you think about it?"

He Qing didn't even consider it. He raised his eyes and looked at the man. His tone was firm but firm, "I disagree."

He will never put everything in his hands into others as he did before!

Seeing the coldness in the eyes of the teenager, the man completely lowered his face. He held out his hand and gently held his hand in spite of the stiffness of the teenager. The voice was still gentle, "A Qing, you should know, what will happen if I get angry ."

"I really want to treat you well, but if you don't cooperate, then don't blame me."

A nice and gentle tone is in the ear. The teenager threatened by him has red eyes, and he gritted his teeth to pull his hand back, but he was held on.

"A Qing..." As the devil whispered, Wen Hui said softly, "You can't escape."

The two were full of tender eyes, one was full of tears, and the atmosphere was extremely rigid.

Finally, after the teenager couldn't help crying, the man let go of him, and his expression softened again.

He added a dish to the He Qing bowl, and enjoyed their future with a soft voice. "In the future, when A Qing goes to school, we can choose a school closer to the hospital and buy a house outside the school. A Qing prefers bigger ones to smaller ones. A little?"

"When A Qing graduates, I will work near me. I will pick you up from work every day, OK?"

He looked at the teenager after enjoying himself, but he was exposed to his resentful eyes. Wen Hui paused and barely laughed, "It doesn't matter if you hate me now, wait until we grow old together, you know What I said is true."

What he said was true or false, the teenager was unable to distinguish.

Thinking of his mother who was still in bed, he lowered his eyes bitterly and agreed, "Okay."

"I will follow you."

Wen Hui showed joy in his eyes. He ignored the manners and moved the seat closer to the teenager. "A Qing, you can rest assured that I will treat you very well."

"Shall we go through the procedures tomorrow? A Qing can rest assured that I will handle it properly and will not let my aunt suffer."

In the ear is the gentle voice of the man chattering, the teenager lowered his head and couldn't see clearly, his voice was hoarse, "Mr. Wen, do you really like me?"

Wen Hui didn't think about it and nodded, "Of course, A Qing, you are my love."

"Sometimes, I will think that you may be one of my ribs, just like Adam and Eve. The lack of you is equivalent to the lack of ribs."

"So A Qing, believe me, we will be very happy together."

The gentle man's confession did not impress the boy. He raised his eyes pale and asked only, "Adam will not treat his ribs like you did to me."

The man was stunned. After half a noise, he grudgingly smiled, "A Qing, during that time, my life was in trouble, and my spirit was stimulated. You also know."

He Qing knows, how could He Qing not know.

It was precisely because he saw that this gentle man was getting more and more decadent. At first, he would more and more want to comfort him, and he would step into the trap again and again.

"So..." The teenager had tears in his eyes and stubbornly looked at the man for an answer. "Did you put all those emotions on me?"

Wen Hui's eyes flickered, "A Qing, it's not what you think. I was really like being enchanted at first, it's not me."

"is it?"

He Qing pulled out a pale smile and looked directly at the man, his voice calm, "I believe in you."

Before the man had time to be happy, he continued, "So Mr. Wen, can you tell me, that person was you in the bedroom that day?"

Wen Hui stunned, with regret in her eyes.

It was really just an accident that he met A Qing again. He Qing was so abrupt at first. Although Wen Hui is rich now, his strength is not great enough to find people all over the country.

God knows how pleasant Wenhui was when he saw He Qing at school.

Even if it was just a back figure, even after a few years of separation, A Qing grew taller, but the man still recognized him at a glance.

This is his A Qing...

This is his rib...

He was so excited. He went forward and said hello to A Qing. He wanted to tell him how hard he was looking for him, but after calling the boy's name, he saw his trembling body.

After the teenager looked back and saw the fear in his eyes, Wen Hui's heart was half cold.

A Qing should not look at himself like this, he should be with love or dependence, rather than being like a monster he is treated as, but afraid to avoid it.

No one knew what Wen Hui was thinking at that moment. From surprise to panic, it only required one look.

Watching the teenager leave, Wen Hui was afraid.

Wen Hui was really scared. He was afraid that A Qing was out of his grip. He could easily leave himself.

So, after completing the procedures in agitated mood, he found He Qing's bedroom according to the information he heard from several teachers who stayed in the school.

At that time, Wen Hui had only one idea, so that A Qing could not be separated from herself, and could not be separated from herself completely.

Although the method used is the best strategy, but now he only has such a method, Wen Hui can’t forget the painting he painted at any time won the prize, ran home excitedly, wanted to share the joy with the teenager but saw the mood of the empty house .

The same mistake, he will not make a second time again!

Therefore, he went to the teenager's bedroom to help lovers who have reunited for a long time, and repainted a picture. Compared with the green and cute a few years ago, the current A Qing is more beautiful and more, and he wants people to paint it.

In this way, A Qing can't live without himself...

Everything about Wen Hui's calculations was very good, but the only thing he missed was that his mother, who was dying a few years ago, was still alive.

He also has weaknesses. As the most trusted person in his youth, Wen Hui knew clearly that as long as there was any mother, He Qing would not be able to run away.

Missed...

But now that he has chosen a threat, he can only continue on this path. A Qing is timid and will eventually get his wish.

This time, Wen Hui made a clear inquiry.

A Qing is not as popular as before, and the rich second generation who lives with him also rejects him.

As long as he is as gentle as before, A Qing can finally return to him.

They will like each other as before.

"It's me..." I was immersed in the beautiful longing for the future, and the man responded, "A Qing, I won't do this to you again in the future."

"Because I love you."

Love?

The teenager couldn't believe his love anymore.

He looked sad and begged, "If you really love me, just let me go."

"A Qing..." The man glanced down, stepped over the shoulder of the teenager and whispered in his ear, "No one loves you except me, I'm for you."

"Good boy, I will send you back to school. The visa will be processed soon. We will live happily together in the future, shall we?

The teenager was silent, walking like a doll with a string in his invisibility.

He knew he couldn't escape at all. If there was only one person, he would have to escape even if he didn't go to school, but he couldn't. He still had a mother.

Sure enough, as Wen Hui said, no one except him loves himself...

——

The young man cleaned the bed with red eyes, Yan Bei slammed open the door and came in with a bang, He Qing was shaken by the huge sound, and he turned around confused, and had not responded yet, his shoulders were filled with angry hands Press hard.

"Are you leaving school?"

Yan Bei's face was full of anger, and his eyes looked at He Qing coldly, which was full of anger.

The teenager looked at him froze, Yan Bei hadn't angered him for a long time, he was carefully held in his hand for so many days, suddenly seeing such Yan Bei, his already red eyes were inexplicably redder.

In just a second of effort, a tear fell down the red eyes and dripped on the back of Yan Bei's hand.

Obviously I didn't know how many times I watched this counselor cry, but Yan Bei seemed to be burned to tears, and suddenly withdrew his hand from the shoulder of the teenager.

Some uncomfortable harsh rebuke on his face, "What are you crying for? I haven't murdered you yet!"

"I'm sorry..." I clearly didn't want to cry in front of my friend, but the tears just couldn't help but the teenager choked up and wiped the tears, sobbing uncontrollably, "I, I won't cry..."

He tried not to cry, which made Yan Bei feel more uncomfortable than crying. He scorned his face, and embraced the teenager who was crying until the whole body was pumping, not very skilled comfort.

"Don't cry, I'm so angry."

"Hello, we are friends. As a result, you still have to leave school, or I know it from my uncle."

He talked and got angry again, looking at the empty board underneath, angry in his heart, "If it wasn't for me that I just knew from your uncle that you were leaving, would you plan to leave so quietly?"

"Have you thought about how happy I was to bring my eggs back to the bedroom, and it turned out I felt like you were gone?"

In his ear was the stern voice of his roommate. He was hugged in his arms, and He Qing couldn't stop crying, just repeating, "I'm sorry... sorry..."

What good is he sorry? What he wanted was He Qing to stay.

Ignoring the sourness that burst into my heart after hearing the cry of the teenager, Yan Bei hugged him and asked softly, "A Qing, what the **** happened, why did you suddenly transfer to school, can you tell me about it?"

Say? How to say?

The teenager's cry was pale, but he refused to say a word.

Yan Bei saw that he was unwilling to tell himself no matter how he asked, but his heart became more uncomfortable, but he could only gently pat the back of the teenager and whispered comfort, "Okay, A Qing, it’s okay, where did you transfer, I Just go with it."

He Qing's eyes were red and swollen. In the face of his inquiry, he still shook his head and refused to say a word.

Can't say it, can't fight, can't it be accomplished to watch the so-so counselor leave so openly?

Yan Bei completely ignored his discomfort when he saw the teenager crying, and only blindly understood that he did not want He Qing to go and understood that he did not want to lose this pillow.

He was just unwilling. He was so unwilling to waste so much energy and spent so much energy. In the end, the bamboo basket was empty, yes, yes, that's it.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Bei felt a little better in his heart, and made a better plan to transfer with this small counselor.

Anyway, he has money at home, where is it not easy to go?

Yan Qing thought about the beauty, but He Qing did not cooperate, no matter how he asked, he said nothing.

"A Qing, what the **** happened to you? You want to transfer, it doesn't matter, I will accompany you, but you also have to tell me where to go?"

Seeing the teenager just crying, Yan Bei was really anxious, "A Qing!!"

He Qing didn't want to tell Yan Bei, but he didn't even know where he went, how to tell him.

He really couldn't bear it, Yan Bei, who was kind to him, and this only friend...

Grasping Yan Bei's clothes tightly, the young man was full of sorrow. He didn't know. This time he went with Wen Hui. Do they still have a chance to meet?

Yan Bei has so many friends, will he forget him...

During the stalemate between the two, Yan Bei suddenly thought of the man who taught art. He glanced at him and gently hugged the teenager, "A Qing, did you transfer because of that teacher?"

The momentary rigidity in the arms made him more sure of his guess. Somehow, his heart seemed to cool down.

A Qing, does he like that old man so much?

All are willing to transfer for him.

Having lived in a bedroom with He Qing for so long, Yan Bei knows how much the teenager cherishes the opportunity in this school, but now, he has to leave for the old man.

Was his friend also abandoned?

The strength in his hands gradually receded. Before the teenager cried out, Yan Bei reacted, and he gently pushed the teenager out of his arms.

Although his eyes were dark, his voice was never soft, "A Qing, can you tell me, are you willing?"

He desperately wanted the teenager to tell him, no.

Before obviously, he was so scared of the old man, but why should he follow him now?

Under his gaze, the teenager hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded with red eyes.

——Exhaled a cool breath, Yan Bei's gloomy and terrible eyes.

He tried to control himself not to be angry and exhaled again, reluctantly asking, "A Qing, I will ask you again, are you willing to transfer?"

"If someone is threatening or intimidating you, you can tell me, A Qing, the energy of my family, you should be clear."

There was a gleam of light in the boy's eyes, and he hoped to look at Yan Bei, but soon, the gleam of light disappeared.

Mr. Wen said that if he was disobedient, those photos would be circulated...

Even if Yanbei's energy is large, it is not as fast as the Internet.

As long as he thinks about the memories that he would like to delete every time he thinks about it, he will be known by his only friend, and those photos full of humiliation will also be seen by Yan Bei.

Yan Bei has said before that he is a mother gun, if he sees those pictures, he may be disgusted, he will hate him...

The boy's pale face was even paler when he thought that his only friend would also be lost.

His just-shake look panicked again, almost trembling his lips in fear, "No, no one forced me..."

He picked up the luggage on the ground and dared not look at Yan Bei again, "I'm leaving."

"stop!"

Yan Bei, who has been squinting and observing the teenager, changed his look clearly. He sinks his eyes and reaches out to stop people.

Under the panicked eyes of the teenager, Yan Bei's voice softened, "A Qing, what the **** did you encounter, did the man threaten you? Tell me, we are friends, and I will help you."

"no no……"

Looking at the teenager who was scared to tremble, Yan Bei's eyes were even colder. Of course, he was not to He Qing, but to the art teacher.

What did that disgusting old man do to A Qing?

He gently embraced the person in his arms and gently patted the back of the teenager. "Don't be afraid, tell me, I will help you..."

The person was in his arms, but Yan Bei didn't have the mentality of taking advantage previously, but was so gentle and careful comfort.

The teenager didn't respond, and Yan Bei didn't mind, but patted his back gently and comforted him patiently.

Finally, after the two kept this posture for a long time, the teenager in his arms spoke hoarsely, "Will you really help me..."

Yan Bei answered almost immediately, "Yes, I will help you."

"Even if I know how bad I am..." Yan Bei shivered with a crying cry.

He tightened his arms and repeated, "Even if I know A Qing's misfortune, I will still help you."

The teenager raised his eyes from his arms and stared at him staringly, "Why?"

"Because..." Looking at the red-eyed boy, Yan Bei almost blurted out that I love you, but soon, he reacted.

With a somewhat free-spirited smile, Yan Bei touched the teenager's head, "Because we are friends."

"Don't you say that I am your first friend? The first one is always special."

The boy's eyes were full of emotions. He cherished something. He carefully grasped the clothes in front of him. He buried himself in his heart for the first time and dared not say anything to others.

After he finished speaking, Yan Bei's face was so dark that he couldn't be any darker. He Qing looked at him uncomfortably until he kicked the stool with a kick and scolded, "Disgusting!"

nausea……

He Qing's face was white again. Almost immediately, tears fell.

Yan Bei was extremely disgusted with the man who threatened to force the imprisoned boy. When he thought about how to deal with the man with a cold face, he suddenly heard a small sob.

After returning from his inner world, Yan Bei looked at the teenager, and he saw that he began to cry again. It was a cry that was troublesome in the past, but now it seems to cry in his heart, making him uncomfortable.

Especially after hearing the teenager's past.

He took the people into his arms distressedly, "A Qing, don't be afraid, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about Wen Hui."

"Don't worry, I will protect you so that he will never dare to haunt you again."

Knowing that Yan Bei was not scorning himself, the teenager was relieved. Although he didn’t know if Yan Bei could help him, but for so long, he told others about it for the first time, and this person also said that he would protect Myself...

The young man was even more docile. He leaned carefully in Yan Bei's arms, his voice soft and full of trust, "Yan Bei, thank you..."

He really thanked Yan Bei, he was really happy these days.

Looking at such a teenager, Yan Bei's eyes were full of tenderness. He wanted to kiss him and tell the teenager that he would protect him.

But in the next moment, he was awake.

He Qing is a man, they can never be together.

——

Wen Hui is packing up his paintings. These paintings are all A Qing. When A Young was young, he imagined that A Qing grew up, and he even saw A Qing after seeing it.

This is all his love for A Qing. When they are old, they will sit together in the rocking chair in the sunset and watch these paintings together.

At that time, he can proudly tell A Qing that he has loved A Qing all his life and has not cheated.

Stroking the paintings gently, Wen Hui set aside carefully and was about to look at the pictures that fascinated him when the doorbell rang.

Wen Hui looked at him, he had no relatives, and A Qing did not know his address. It can be said that no one came back to find him.

Quickly hiding the photo box in the refrigerator, Wen Hui opened the door calmly, and a wave of mermaids rushed in.

The man looked dark, looking at Yan Bei who came in at the end.

He squeezed his hands violently. Sure enough, A Qing was no longer that little A Qing.

Yan Bei looked at this man coldly, and he looked like a dog. He did this kind of thing against A Qing, who was a teenager at the time.

He sneered and opened the door, "The photo is for me."

"Otherwise, I will let you go directly to heaven."

After looking at the person next to Yan Bei, Wen Hui showed a calm smile, "The photos, I have set a regular view, if I haven't seen one day, I will immediately send it to the Internet, within half an hour, guaranteed The whole network has."

"Master Yan Xiao, are you sure you want to do it to me?"

Without waiting for Yan Bei to speak, Wen Hui already said, "I know why you came, you can rest assured that I will not harass A Qing again."

"But I hope you don't try to do anything to me again, otherwise, the whereabouts of those photos can't be guaranteed."

"you!"

Yan Bei is a student in the end. He used to only know how to eat, drink and have fun. It was the first time he did something like blocking someone's door today. It was easily taken by Wen Hui.

Looking at the expression on the opposite side of Yan Bei, Wen Hui quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but the smile on the face was the winning ticket, as if determined that Yan Bei could not take himself.

Yan Bei really can't take Wen Hui. A Qing's handle is in his hand, and he puts a mouse taboo. He will really not be able to figure out how to deal with this man for a while.

In the end, I can only hate the ruthless words, "Stay calm, otherwise I will let you live without prison for the rest of your life."

Seeing that he was leaving, Wen Hui squeezed his hands tightly, feeling the sweet smell of the bite bleeding in his mouth, and asked in a loud voice, "Master Yan!"

"You come to help A Qing, do you like him?"

Yan Bei stepped in, and the people around him were all borrowed from his father.

"Who would like this counseling package, I just hug it!"

The door was closed, and Wen Hui stood in the middle of the house, slowly smiling.

Sure enough, still a child.