Luo Yi took Wen Xiaohui back to the villa. It used to be his favorite place, and now it's the opposite, it's what he hates the most, because the whole house seems to be laughing at how stupid he is.
Luo Yi put his arms around his shoulders: "I grew up here since I was a child, and only after you appeared, it became my home."
Wen Xiaohui pushed him away, and said warily, "When can I go back?"
"Changxing's application for bail this time will be successful. After he comes out, there are two possibilities. The first one is to ask me to 'solve it privately', because I have enough evidence in my hand that he will never get out. The other is Run away. If it's the latter, I'll get you home shortly."
"If it's the former." Wen Xiaohui gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to imprison me forever?"
"I want to keep you safe."
"Fart your mother!" Wen Xiaohui sternly said, "It was you who dragged me into your grievances, you who put me in the most unsafe place, and you who tricked me into taking Chang Xing as a hostage, what are you pretending now Good man, it's fucking disgusting!"
Luo Yi said indifferently: "I didn't pretend to be a good person. I might have pretended to be a good person before, but not now. I'm not a good person, but no one will love you more than me."
"You are not qualified to mention that word!" Wen Xiaohui said angrily, "You deserve to say 'love'! Your love is to deceive me, use me, and send me to the enemy as a hostage? Luo Yi, you are a lunatic, you are not It's not human."
"I don't know what love is, but I need you by my side, I want to see you all the time, I want to have you in my life, I want to possess you, if you smile at others, I won't be able to bear it." Luo Yi's gaze was extremely affectionate.
"I'm not your 'toy', do you still have a word of truth in your mouth!"
"That's for them." Luo Yi sighed softly, "Brother Xiaohui, when I first contacted you, I only planned to send you three million. But you...why are you so nice to me? Don't doubt me, and it didn't take much time to treat me as a family member. Maybe you think a person like me is unbelievable, but to me, a person like you is unbelievable. You are so stupid, so stupid... If I don't look You won't worry about it."
Wen Xiaohui clenched his fists, wishing he could smash Luo Yi's nose bone. Yes, he is stupid. He regarded his sister's son as his family without any doubt, and in the end he was even moved without hesitation. He fell in love with a monster who had no human feelings at all. He was so stupid!
Luo Yi held his fist and gently opened his fingers: "I know you hate me, I thought my plan was perfect, but I didn't expect to hurt you, I will never put you in danger again Yes, I will make it up to you."
Wen Xiaohui felt chills all over. He really wanted to tell Luo Yi that his greatest hatred came from repeated deception and use, not from his nose, but it was unnecessary, no matter what the reason was, he couldn't forgive this person. He couldn't even think of revenge, because he was afraid of Luo Yi, he just wanted to stay away.
He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Luo Yi held it tightly.
Luo Yi pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed his lips. Although the kiss was gentle, the hands that bound his waist and the back of his head were as hard to shake as iron tongs. Wen Xiaohui pushed against his chest, but it was in vain , Luo Yi pushed open his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and the spirit tongue drove straight in, sweeping his mouth domineeringly.
Wen Xiaohui found a soft spot and bit down on it fiercely. Luo Yi flinched in pain, instead of retreating, he sucked his lips roughly. This bloody kiss made the scalp numb. .
It was not until Wen Xiaohui could hardly breathe that Luo Yi let him go.
Wen Xiaohui stared at him in embarrassment and horror.
Luo Yi was startled, and whispered, "Are you afraid of me?"
Wen Xiaohui said hoarsely, "Do you care?"
"Don't be afraid of me..." Luo Yi buried his head into his shoulder and neck, "Everyone is afraid of me, you can't be afraid of me."
"Bastard, let me go." Wen Xiaohui gritted his teeth.
"I won't let go. Do you know how tiring it is to pretend to be your good nephew? The Luo Yi you thought was considerate and gentle, and he wouldn't let you go in the slightest, but that's not me." Luo Yi's hand Caressing Wen Xiaohui's spine, inch by inch, with a possessive force, "I want you, you can't go anywhere, this is me."
Wen Xiaohui had the illusion of being surrounded by poisonous snakes. In a trance, he still couldn't believe that the Luo Yi he liked was the same as the person in front of him.
Luo Yi gently kissed his forehead: "Go take a bath, I'll make you your favorite omelet rice."
Wen Xiaohui pushed him away, turned around and ran upstairs.
Luo Yi's bedroom was just as he remembered it, but the relationship between the two of them had changed beyond recognition. Wen Xiaohui pressed against the door panel, not daring to open his eyes, because here are their memories everywhere, those who leaned against the bed and played games, those who lay on the carpet and chatted, those who studied strange things in front of the showcase, those who had crazy sex on the bed, One after another, they were all sweet and happy pictures belonging to the two of them, it was too scary, this place was too scary, it was like cutting his heart with one knife after another.
He quickly rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower, but his feverish brain didn't cool down. He walked out of the bathroom, habitually opened the closet, and sadly found that his clothes were still hanging quietly in the closet. Not just clothes, all his biological items can be found here, and there are traces of his life everywhere.
He changed his clothes, sat on the head of the bed with his knees hugged, and wanted to curl himself up in an independent world without being disturbed by the outside world. Only in this way could he absorb a moment of tranquility.
Then, Luo Yi would not do what he wished.
The door was pushed open, and with the sound of footsteps entering the bedroom, there was also the earthy and warm aroma of omelet rice.
The first time he came here, what Luo Yi cooked for him was omelet rice, and now he smelled this smell, he only felt full of irony and pain.
Luo Yi put the tray on the bedside table, sat in front of the bed, and touched Wen Xiaohui's head: "Does your nose hurt? Take some painkillers."
Wen Xiaohui didn't move, and didn't even want to raise his head.
"How can you calm down? I'll cut off his hands, okay?"
Wen Xiaohui raised his head and said viciously, "Why don't you break your own tendons?"
Luo Yi looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then leaned over and pulled open the bedside table. There was a saber lying in it. He grabbed the knife and stabbed his left wrist without hesitation.
Wen Xiaohui was shocked, and instinctively pushed him hard, the blade pierced into the flesh, and cut a gash on Luo Yi's forearm!
Blood splattered, staining the sheets and carpet red, and a few drops splashed on Wen Xiaohui's legs, it was so hot that it almost scalded him!
Cold sweat broke out on Luo Yi's forehead: "What's wrong? Don't you want to watch it?"
Wen Xiaohui slapped him severely: "Get out!" His eyes were hot, and a sense of despair came to his heart, what kind of lunatic did he provoke!
Luo Yi glanced at him with those bottomless black eyes, then dropped the knife, pressed the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, and said calmly, "Eat your meal."
"Get out..." Wen Xiaohui trembled, "Get out."
"I want to watch you finish your meal." Luo Yi smiled, "The wound is not deep, don't be afraid."
Wen Xiaohui overturned the omelet rice on the ground, and said sharply: "I say get out!"
Luo Yi watched the hot rice spilled all over the floor, his lips trembled, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, he said softly, "I think this is the best meal I've ever made."
Wen Xiaohui bit his lip tightly, looking at Luo Yi's bloody arm, he felt a splitting headache.
Luo Yi lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and said, "Brother Xiaohui, is it possible for you to forgive me, let me do whatever you want."
Wen Xiaohui buried his face deeply in his knees.
Luo Yi bent down, couldn't help but pressed his chest, his face was a little pale, after a while, he stood up holding his wrists, and left the room.
Wen Xiaohui pulled his hair vigorously, feeling that the whole world has gone crazy.
I don't know how long it took before Luo Yi came back and brought a bowl of noodles. His tone returned to that indifferent tone: "Eat your meal, you haven't eaten all day."
Wen Xiaohui still buried his head.
Luo Yi said softly: "If you don't eat, I will feed you with my mouth. I will do what I say."
Wen Xiaohui gritted his teeth, raised his head, his eyes were red and swollen.
Luo Yi handed him the noodles, and he noticed that Luo Yi's wrist had been wrapped with a bandage.
Wen Xiaohui took the noodle bowl stiffly, and started to eat mechanically. The stomach that has been hungry for a day, the moment it touches the food, the feedback information to the brain is pain, but this is nothing, what makes him numb the most is the pain, his nose, his brain, his heart, there is no place No longer clamoring for pain.
Luo Yi stared at him and ate half a bowl of noodles before he heaved a sigh of relief and smiled, "Actually, I really want to feed you."
Wen Xiaohui put the bowl on the bedside table and looked at him coldly.
Luo Yi brushed his half-length hair: "You have lost so much weight, I really want to make you a little fatter."
Wen Xiaohui opened his hand, turned over and got off the bed.
"where did you go."
"sleep."
Luo Yi dragged him back: "You want to sleep on this bed."
Wen Xiaohui glared at him angrily.
"You can go downstairs to sleep if you want, then we'll be squeezed into a 1.5m bed, I don't mind." Luo Yi looked at him, "We used to sleep together."
Wen Xiaohui glared, but there was nothing he could do. After struggling for three seconds, he returned to the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.
Luo Yi smiled, got on the bed too, got into the quilt, and hugged Wen Xiaohui from behind.
Wen Xiaohui's whole body was stiff, like a poisonous snake sticking to his face.
"You look thin." Luo Yi kissed his earlobe, "Holding you is light."
Wen Xiaohui closed his eyes, he tried to pretend that the person behind him didn't exist, but Luo Yi's warm and generous chest, strong arms, and familiar body odor all brought back his memories again and again, making him more nervous.
Luo Yi hugged his waist tightly: "After you left here, I realized how much I like to hold you like this. Your body is warm and soft. You will take the initiative to wrap around my waist, and you will invite me to hurry up." Push it in, you will kiss me and pull my pants at the same time, you are so delicious, I always want to swallow you in my stomach."
Wen Xiaohui clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly. At this time, maybe only silence can protect him.
Luo Yi's kiss landed on the back of his neck: "One day, I hope you can smile at me again." His tone was full of sadness.