He picked up the pendant and compared it to his chest, then fumbled to put it around his neck, lowered his head, and held it in his palm.
It's really beautiful! Unfortunately, such a beautiful thing can't belong to him forever, and it will most likely be taken away when he returns to the laboratory.
After returning to the room, he looked at the pendant in the mirror for a long time, then walked to the study like a sleepwalker, stood on a chair and took out the first book from the first row of bookshelf, held it in his palm and opened it. Finally, all his thoughts and attention were immersed in the text. He breathed a sigh of relief, curled up in the chair and began to read attentively.
As expected, the rich man had not shown up for more than half a month. Today, Ou Shaowen just got his ID card, household registration booklet and bank card. He took some time to figure out the purpose of these documents and put them into a box as if they were treasures.
He found the box in his room. It was probably a packaging box for a luxury item, and it was very beautifully designed. The box contained the leaves that he had pressed into specimens and the two remote-controlled racing cars. Now there were a few more certificates. He planned to secretly bury the box somewhere before returning to the laboratory. If he had the chance to meet a rich man as gentle and kind as Ou Renjin again, he could dig it out and take a look at it again.
"Ding!" is the text message alert sound.
He was originally very careful, but he closed the box in his hand with a snap, picked up his phone quickly and unlocked it.
"I'll take you out for dinner tonight and wait for me at home."
His mood was not bad before, but from this moment on, he became happy, as if a little ballerina was dancing on tiptoe in his heart. Ou Shaowen walked downstairs briskly and sat on the sofa, waiting quietly.
He lowered his head and quietly practiced what he was going to say. These days, apart from reading books, strolling in the garden, and occasionally trying to browse information on the Internet, he spent almost all his free time on this. It's not that he can't speak. When he was studying those basic courses, he had already learned to speak once. At that time, he could communicate with others fluently and even mastered the basics of English and French. It's just that in the long days that followed, those people attributed the meaning of his existence to being a successful "petri dish", and no one had the intention to communicate with him anymore.
Speaking again was not as difficult as he had imagined, he just wanted to perform better to satisfy Ou Renjin.
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"Collecting handsome boys is like collecting vases. Ou Renjin has never given his true heart to anyone," Ou Renjin reads an entertainment report on his mobile phone. The huge font is matched with a photo of a slender boy in thin clothes squatting on the street with his knees hugged. The whole report is once again accusing his romanticism and ruthlessness in the same old way.
This child is called Qi Shuyang. He just moved out of his villa last month. He is the youngest among all the people Ou Renjin has kept. He just turned 18 and has a naive and childish look. This kind of people never please him, but he has given Qi Shuyang the greatest consideration and patience ever. He spends the most time with him, takes him out the most, gives him the most resources, holds his hand the most times, and is the most gentle to him.
Qi Shuyang lived in the villa for a full nine months, which was also the longest time.
Maybe it was because he was too patient this time and the game lasted too long, so long that all the media viewers began to wonder if he would be the one to make Ou Renjin change his mind, so long that even the boy himself began to indulge in the illusion, sinking a little deeper in the sea of hypocritical honey every day.
The way he was confident that he had been loved was really interesting. He would act like a spoiled child with him, forget that their beginning was just based on a contract, make demands that were more and more excessive, and complain over and over again about why he only kissed and hugged him and couldn't take the last step. He confidently asked Ou Renjin to give up his heavy work for him, confident that he was more important than everything else Ou Renjin had.
Then at this moment, he suddenly realized...
In fact, he is the least important.
Ou Renjin still remembers the expression on his face at that time clearly. It was a feeling that the whole world was shattered before his eyes. He doubted everything and could not believe the truth. He felt pain, madness, and difficulty accepting it. He deceived himself and found countless excuses for the people who hurt him.
It took half a month from the time Ou Renjin broke up with him to the time he moved out of the villa. During this half month, Ou Renjin would take time out almost every day to watch the surveillance video, watching Qi Shuyang going crazy in the room, watching him mechanically dial his number, watching him cry, watching him curse, watching all the self-troublemaking process, like watching a wonderful and grand drama.
In the interview, Qi Shuyang choked up and said: "When he likes you, he can tolerate all your willfulness and unreasonableness. When he is tired of you, even if you throw away all your dignity in front of him, he can't get the slightest bit of softness or change of heart. He will make it clear to you that all your sweet memories are like a joke to him, and he treats you like a toy."
"What about me? What should I do with my happiness and pain, my youth and sincerity?"
"Please don't mention the word 'support' in front of me. I always thought that I would not end up being abandoned as everyone believed. Although I still got this result, at least when we were together, we loved each other."
Look, what a poor child, his true heart was abused, no amount of money or resources can make up for it. The most ridiculous thing is that he still sincerely believes that he has been loved until today.
Ou Renjin laughed almost with joy.
Although he was tired of these old stories that had been rehashed countless times and were stale and hard, and it wasn't the first time this had happened, why was it still making news today? But he still clicked on the comments and enthusiastically accepted everyone's judgment.
"Ou Renjin has been on the path of stamp collecting for a long time. Qi Shuyang does look pitiful now, but he should have been mentally prepared when he was with someone like Ou Renjin."
"Finally, the division has been completed. The other young boys who were waiting eagerly for the opportunity can now take action."
"When you are with Ou Renjin, you can ask for resources and material things, but you can't ask for love."
"It's too pitiful to fall in love with someone like Ou Renjin. It's too pitiful for someone like me who truly feels that this little white rabbit might take in the big bad wolf that is Ou Renjin."
"Fuck, Ou Renjin is such a jerk. He plays with others all his life, and sooner or later he will be played with by others."
Ou Renjin groaned softly and curled his lips indifferently. He wondered how Qi Shuyang would feel when he saw these comments. Would he understand how ridiculous it was to analyze one's inner thoughts in front of everyone? Others only watched the show, and no one cared about your sorrows or joys.
In comparison, the little black kid who has been reading books obediently in the villa for half a month is more adorable and pleasing to the eye.
Thinking of this, he sent a text message to the kid asking him to have dinner with him, and sure enough, he received a reply immediately.
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Look, how good.
Ou Renjin picked up a box of chocolates given by someone in the office as a reward for his good behavior.
When he came to the villa again, Ou Shaowen, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately looked up at him as soon as he entered the door. Ou Renjin smiled and walked over to sit next to him. "I heard that you got your ID card today?"
Ou Shaowen paused, his words interrupted by his question, so he could only say "hmm" first.
Fearing that Ou Renjin would say something else, he grabbed his hand and called him, "Ou Renjin."
His tone was firm and calm, with a hint of hoarseness from not speaking for a long time, like fine sand rubbing against the earlobe.
Ou Renjin was obviously stunned.
"Thank you for giving me a name. I like it very much. You said you wanted to hear my voice. Now that you have heard it, what else do you want me to do?" He said it word by word, with a cute feeling that seemed like a stick reading.
"You..." The boy's voice seemed to still linger in his ears. Ou Renjin organized his words and said, "So you can really speak?"
Ou Shaowen nodded.
"Then why didn't you talk to them before?" If this could be considered a kind of flattery, then Ou Renjin had to admit that he was indeed flattered.
"They didn't tell me they wanted to hear me talk."
"Okay." Ou Renjin reluctantly accepted this explanation. He was silent for a moment and then laughed softly. "You asked me what else I wanted to see you do? Will you do everything I want you to do?"
"If I can do it," he answered in a serious and solemn manner.
Ou Renjin smiled even more, "You don't need to do anything for now, just pack up and go out to eat with me."
He took Ou Shaowen upstairs and picked out clothes for him to wear today from the closet. Ou Shaowen obediently let him do whatever he wanted and never objected to anything he said, like a bjd doll that could be held in the palm of his hand.
He held his waist, tucked the hem of his white shirt into his pants little by little, and put on a light gray long sweater. His slender waist was faintly visible in the swaying of the hem, his limbs were slender, clean and clear, revealing the gentle temptation of a young man.
After getting in the car, Ou Renjin fastened his seat belt for him and placed the box of chocolates on his knees. "This is for you. I don't know if it tastes good or not. Eat it first."
"Gift?" Ou Shaowen confirmed.
"Yes, a gift."
Ou Shaowen became happy. He opened the box as if he was unpacking the most sophisticated part of a machine. He stared at the beautiful and neatly arranged chocolates hesitantly for a while, picked up one, and handed it to Ou Renjin's mouth first.
"Just eat it." Ou Renjin started the car.
Ou Shaowen's fingers paused in front of his lips, revealing a sense of persistence.
Ou Renjin never refused his lover's flirting requests, so he lowered his head and gently took his finger in his mouth.