The closed door finally opened, and a man in a simple white shirt and black trousers came out. This man was tall and tall. The two buttons on the shirt were slightly open, exposing the slightly pale skin on the man's chest, but the obvious muscle outline was also outlined.
Looking at the appearance alone, it is completely impossible to tell that such a man with perfect body is actually a bipolar disorder patient. But it was precisely this powerful physique that made Wei Changxiu's manic attacks more difficult to control.
Wei Changxiu looked at Wei Ming with a pair of extremely oppressive eyes, but when his eyes accidentally touched the curious boy next to Wei Ming who was looking at him, Wei Changxiu gave a slight pause , it seemed that the muscles all over his body tensed unconsciously, making his figure even more stylish.
The man's gaze also unexpectedly eliminated the sense of oppression, and Wei Ming, whose fingertips were trembling slightly, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Changxiu's eyes couldn't help but stick to the young man, but as soon as he met the bright black eyes of the young man who looked over curiously, he immediately moved away like an electric shock.
This boy has recently been resident on Wei Changxiu's mobile phone and computer screen. Wei Changxiu feels like a pervert who is frantically collecting bits and pieces related to the boy, but he is too timid to actually appear by the boy's side. .
Now is the first time he has crossed the screen and really saw this young man who made him care about him involuntarily, and couldn't help but be immersed in it. He was simply cuter and more refined than in the video. Wei Changxiu found that the boy's black hair had some playful natural curls, and matched with his bright black cat eyes, he just wanted to be hugged and stroked.
Wei Changxiu couldn't help flicking his fingers twice, and he immediately suppressed the desire that resurfaced in his heart. For Wei Changxiu, this was already very familiar.
The man pressed his fist to his lips, and coughed lightly, with a kind of polite restraint and alienation in his voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiang. It's my subordinate who is presumptuous. He knows I'm your fan, so he sent you Bring it and play it for me."
While explaining politely, Wei Changxiu clenched his fist faintly, and his manicured nails pierced fiercely into his palm.
Damn it! He, Wei Changxiu, didn't want to be alienated at all and called this young man Mr. Xiang. He remembered that he had a cute name called Xiaoyu. And he can use the name of fans to get in touch with him little by little.
Although everyone at work said that he was cold and incomprehensible, Wei Changxiu believed that he had enough ability to please him.
Then, let him find you a pathetic psycho
It seemed that a bitter voice sounded in Wei Changxiu's heart, interrupting all his fantasies at once.
"...I will have someone send you back safely and pay you accordingly." Wei Changxiu was bathed in the young man's curious eyes, but his heart constricted because of the thoughts that kept churning in his mind.
He absolutely couldn't bear the boy looking at him with strange eyes, and he couldn't bear any harm caused to him when he got sick. For this reason, Wei Changxiu would rather restrain all his emotions and force himself to stay away from him, especially when... Wei Changxiu clearly sensed that he had certain thoughts about the boy.
Unexpectedly, when Wei Changxiu finished explaining everything and arranged for his subordinates to send Xiang Chenyu back, the silent and shy boy on the stage raised his chin uncharacteristically and arrogantly at him.
"Hey! What do you mean? In the middle of the night, if you said you would call me, you would call me, and if you said you would send me away, you would send me away. I wonder if I am sleepy?" As his movements slowly hung on his curled eyelashes, the pair of faintly exposed little canine teeth were also very eye-catching.
Qing Yun sat arrogantly on the sofa at the side, raised her legs in an ungraceful way, swayed back, and looked at the man who tried to drive him away with her chin resting on her chin.
He twitched the corners of his mouth faintly, hehe, this man is so patient again, he actually wanted to hide his illness from him, and only called him because he was his fan, but he didn't know that the butler of the Wei family had just called him His bottom pocket was completely clean.
"You're still lying to me, saying you're my fan? You don't even know what my fans call me, but they all call me Little Feather." Qing Yun raised her face proudly.
I also want to call you Little Feather! Wei Changxiu's gaze involuntarily focused on the boy's pouting lips. He was only surprised by the change in the boy's personality for a moment, but he was immediately attracted by the boy's lively appearance.
Is it strange? No, it's not surprising. Wei Changxiu knew that he should be so wanton and arrogant, and Wei Changxiu was distressed by the silence on the field before.
"Also..." Qing Yun stared at Wei Changxiu, who was obviously at a loss because of his words, and hooked the corners of his mouth in a wicked way, "I cured you with music, well, although it's not for long, but it's still the same." I saved you, right? How can your Wei family thank me?"
Qing Yun interprets the image of a villain who promises to repay his kindness to the extreme, but because of his cute appearance, he adds a bit of boyish realism and willfulness.
Wei Changxiu's heart went up and down because of the boy's words. What did the boy just say? He said he cured him with music? Does this mean that the boy already knows about his illness...
In fact, with Wei Changxiu's character, he has never concealed his illness from outsiders. What does other people's thoughts have to do with him? And Wei Changxiu was already strong enough not to be afraid of anyone's plans, so even if the housekeeper saw Wei Ming bringing outsiders, he didn't deliberately avoid Qing Yun when talking.
But Qingyun is different. Even if Wei Changxiu doesn't care what other people think, he still has to care about the attitude of the person he admires...
Seeing that the man's muscles tensed again, and his pupils shrank, he was thinking about something.
Impatiently, Qing Yun went straight to Wei Changxiu, and the surrounding figures who were obviously bodyguards immediately came to stop him, but Qing Yun dodged nimbly.
"Stand back!" Seeing that a bodyguard's hand had already touched the boy's arm, Wei Changxiu frowned and couldn't help but scolded.
Wei Changxiu quietly watched the active young man come to his side unimpeded. He leaned over and stood on tiptoe to observe his eyebrows and eyes carefully, as if he was full of curiosity about himself.
In front of Wei Changxiu, those pure black eyes did not contain the disgust that Wei Changxiu imagined, but instead had a certain kind of light that wanted him to be addicted.
Looking at the tiredness on the man's face, and the furrow between his brows carved by a long frown, Qing Yun's heart couldn't help trembling slightly. No one understands the wounds in a man's soul better than him. He spent a long time with Maurice in his last life, checking the condition of the man's soul almost every day.
But this man will never have any resistance to him, he will only open his soul completely, Ren Qingyun will examine it.
This caused Qingyun to be very familiar with a man's soul. Now, he can accurately judge the man's identity just by meeting him, and he no longer needs to make the man into heat as before.
"Hey, this is just the first time I've cured you. If you relapse later, wouldn't it hurt my reputation?" Qing Yun opened his mouth pretending to be a stalker, and his words were as arrogant as before. , but his tone softened slightly, "So I have to completely cure you..."
"Well, at least three or five courses of treatment are needed?" Qing Yun really bowed his head to count the time, and he did not forget to emphasize, "Of course, you have to pay me, and you can't lose a penny!"
Seeing the boy's serious appearance, not only was Wei Changxiu not angry because of his presumptuous words, but a helpless smile flashed across his soft eyes. He was indeed very happy because of the boy's calm attitude and gaze, but...
The boy hasn't seen his most terrifying appearance yet, what will he think of him when he sees him choosing and devouring people like a crazy and irrational beast
Wei Changxiu would rather this willful and cute boy never see himself like that, because in his state, it would definitely hurt him.
Wei Changxiu would never forgive himself for being like this.
So Wei Changxiu closed his eyes, avoided the gaze of those cute cat pupils, and then shook his head lightly: "No. If you are tired today, you can rest here for a night, and I will find someone to see you off tomorrow." You go back."
As he spoke, he turned his head and ordered the housekeeper beside him: "Prepare a bedroom for Mr. Xiang in the annex."
Qing Yun was stunned. He looked at the man in front of him who rejected him mercilessly, and opened his eyes slightly. What's the meaning? He's already talked about this, but the man still doesn't agree? And tonight, he actually wants to send himself to another hotel instead of staying with him in Wei's old house
Is this trying to piss him off
Qing Yun squinted his eyes and was about to speak when Wei Ming sent Wei Changxiu away and ordered him to be punished, and came back again. He bent down deeply and begged Wei Changxiu: "Boss, please send me to you!" Stay, sir! His music can indeed cure your illness, can't it?"
Although Wei Ming's attitude changed too much before and after the boy, and Wei Ming felt a little defensive, but in the eyes of Wei Ming and others, nothing is more important than Wei Changxiu's illness.
"Stay with Mr. Xiang, since Wei Ming has brought him here at the risk of your punishment, you can keep him for a try..." The butler also advised Wei Changxiu.
In a hall, all the servants bent down and begged Wei Changxiu, which also showed how extraordinary this man's ability to command was, to make so many subordinates think of him wholeheartedly.
Qing Yun narrowed his eyes and looked coolly at the hesitant man in front of him, and added with a soft snort: "If I leave today, I will never see you again."
These words made Wei Changxiu's heart shrink immediately, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, intending to keep this young man who said "see you no more" coldly.
Is he really willing...to never have contact with the boy again
Wei Changxiu looked at his outstretched hands, closed his eyes fiercely, struggled for a long time, and then sighed: "One week, you are here to treat me for one week."
He let him go after a week. He had to restrain himself, and he must not make any aggressive actions this week. He believed... This week might become the most memorable time in his life.
Seeing that the man finally agreed, the corner of Qing Yun's mouth could not help but twitch a small arc. See you again? It's just to scare this man, how could he really leave this man alone
Even though Wei Changxiu only agreed with him to stay for a week, Qing Yun believed that he would definitely make this man cling to him for the rest of his life.
But before the curve of Qingyun's mouth widened, he heard the man stressing to him abnormally: "But if you stay in Wei's house, you must abide by my rules."
What? How dare you make him obey the rules
Qing Yun didn't answer, just raised her brows and hummed softly. He will always let this man know who is the rule.
On the second day, when Qing Yun went to the man's study to play music for him, he found that a screen had been erected in the study at some point. This screen is firmly fixed on the floor through rails, and the frame that looks like wood texture is made of the strongest metal, and the middle is inlaid with tempered glass painted with landscape plants...
Standing behind the screen, Wei Changxiu emphasized to him solemnly: "At Wei's house, you can do whatever you want, but you must make sure that you never cross this screen at any time, don't..." Get close to me.
This man literally erected a solid fence, imprisoning himself like a beast.
Qing Yun walks around the screen with a gloomy expression, how can he "intimate contact" with a man through the screen!
He racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, where did this man's inexplicable desire to protect him all this time come from? It's like protecting him like a baby.
In his previous life, he wasn't even afraid of that fire-breathing dragon with a big belly, so why would he be afraid of him as a human being now