Xie Mu's high school life is like a vat of bitter water.
I don't know where I offended Tan Tao, the leader of the small group in the class who just transferred from another school, and he never got An Sheng.
In class, after class, and even sleeping at night, he was enduring all kinds of sudden bullying from Tan Tao.
I was locked in the toilet splashing water, watched my homework being torn up, and the quilt was wet at night. In the winter, I could only curl up in a ball to keep warm.
To him, Tan Rao is like a mountain on the road of life, with him, Xie Mu can't see a glimmer of hope.
The young man who had almost no temper also resisted, but in the end, he could only choose to avoid it aggrieved.
He advised himself, bear with it, and when he goes to college, he won't have to see this person again.
Until that day, Tan Tao and others sneaked out to drink, and came back drunk over the wall.
He found the boy, dragged him to the toilet, and pressed him against the wall.
Tan Tao tore Xie Mu's clothes, and kept touching his face with wine-smelling lips, he wanted to kiss the young man's soft and moist lips.
Xie Mu dodged in panic, he was no longer silent for the first time, and tried to call for help, but was covered by the person in front of him again.
He couldn't make a sound, and could only struggle hard, feeling desperately that the clothes on his body were gradually being stripped off.
The young man struggled, tears falling from Tan Tao's hands.
"Xiaomu, Xiaomu give me a kiss..."
The devil-like man pressed him down, muttering, and taking off Xie Mu's pants.
No-
go away—
Help, someone help him—
Xie Mu trembled in fear, almost thinking that he could not escape, when a voice suddenly came from outside.
Cool, impatient, nice to hear.
"Tan Tao, get out of here."
The demon's movements stopped, almost miraculously, he let go.
The tip of his nose was full of the scent of gardenias, the boy desperately pushed him away, regardless of the disheveled clothes on his body, he pushed open the door and rushed out with red eyes.
There was a person standing outside, he didn't dare to raise his head, and hurried past.
Next to the ear, there was the lazy and impatient voice of Tan Tao, "What are you doing, don't you see that I am busy?"
Then, there was the sound of fists hitting flesh, and the young man covered his clothes when he heard Tan Tao's distraught voice, "Bo Qin, you are crazy, why did you hit me!"
"I think you're the one who's crazy, you're the brains of the sperm in school! Didn't you see that he didn't want to..."
No one knew how grateful Xie Mu felt in his heart after hearing these words.
For the first time, someone said something for him, but he didn't want to.
The boy rushed to the grove with red eyes, and cried a lot. He began to work harder to save money, and worked hard to get the chance to transfer to another school.
As if he had received support, when Tan Tao bullied him again, he no longer cried, but resisted desperately, sometimes even because he confronted with a knife, the person on the other side was not hurt, but he got blood on his hands.
Maybe it was this reckless attitude that frightened Tan Tao, or maybe what Bo Qin said that day had an effect. He didn't dare to do anything to Xie Mu, but followed Xie Mu with a gloomy face every day, not knowing what to think. something.
The young man was wary of him and hated him. At the same time, he also began to pay attention to Bo Qin.
He is not in their class, he is very good-looking, his personality seems to be a little cold, and he looks very cold.
But only the young man knew what kind of a good person Bo Qin was.
He gradually fell in love with staring at this man. Bo Qin was walking on campus, in the cafeteria, on the basketball court, and Xie Mu's gaze was like a little tail, carefully following behind the man.
He found that he fell in love with him.
But until he transferred to another school, the boy didn't dare to say it out. Bo Qin is such a good person, but he has nothing, not even the courage to confess.
This secret love, from birth, was doomed to end without a problem.
But after that, it was like a dream.
He graduated from university, came to Bo Qin's company, and became his assistant. He was still so good, teaching Xie Mu hand in hand, and he would not blame him if he did something wrong. If he did something right, the man would praise him with a smile.
Although Bo Qin doesn't remember him, for the young man, the time when he first joined the company was the happiest time for him.
The love that was deliberately suppressed can no longer be suppressed no matter what.
After the two were together, he worked hard to learn knowledge and tried to stand beside Bo Qin.
Bo Qin couldn't drink, so he tried his best to practice drinking, in order to help him stop drinking, so that the people he liked could have a rest.
Bo Qin appreciates those who are able to work, so he works hard and learns to handle various affairs. Even if it is not his job scope, as long as he can help Bo Qin, he will study hard.
Bo Qin likes to be clean, so he won't let others touch him, only Bo Qin can touch him.
The young man firmly thought, such a good Bo Qin, of course he has to work hard enough to be good enough to stand by his side.
In Xie Mu's heart, Bo Qin is perfect.
He was gentle, considerate, upright, kind, accommodating, and patient.
This man is like a big tree that blesses and protects him, and is also the motivation for him to persevere.
But what if all this is fake
***
Bo Qin sat in the car with a sullen face.
His slender fingers stroked the diary with the password.
Xie Mu changed the password.
He could have opened it violently, but when it came to a critical moment, he didn't want to open it.
If this book is really destroyed, Xiaomu will be angry when he comes back.
He would not speak out when he was angry, but hid himself in a corner, sitting for a whole day without eating.
Bo Qin knew about Xie Mu's little problem, and he never thought of asking him to correct it.
But now, as long as he thinks about where the youth will hide and bear it all by himself, the man's heart can't wait to get into a ball.
his little wood...
He'll get him back and explain it.
Xiaomu has a good temper and loves him so much, so he will definitely forgive him.
Most definitely.
When Bo Qin came, Tan Tao was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with the gardenia in his hand, with a pair of long legs hanging on the coffee table, and he didn't bother to look up when he heard the door being violently opened.
The handsome man led someone in with a cold face, and someone stepped forward to suppress Tan Tao. Tan Tao, who was wearing glasses and had a gentle smile, didn't bother to struggle.
He was pushed in front of Bo Qin, with a smile on his face all the time.
"Where is Xie Mu?"
The man's voice was gloomy and terrifying, as frightening as an evil ghost that had just climbed up from hell.
Tan Tao was not afraid, he smiled and asked in a soft voice, "Do you remember the first time you met him?"
"Do you know how long he has liked you?"
"You thought it was you who tried your best to deceive him, but what if, without you needing to deceive him, he is already in your hands?"
Bo Qin had a cold face, he didn't understand what Tan Tao was talking about, and he didn't want to know.
"Where is Xie Mu?"
Someone punched Tan Tao in the abdomen suddenly, and he groaned, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he just smiled foolishly.
The fist hit the body, and when the last punch hit the face, blood came out from the corner of Tan Tao's mouth.
Even so, he was still smiling, his glasses had fallen to the ground long ago, and his face was covered with scars from being beaten. With a smile, Tan Tao raised his eyes and looked at the man with a cold expression who seemed to be aloof. Spit a mouthful of blood foam on the ground.
He hooked his lips, his eyes were full of madness, "Xiaomu has liked you since high school, for you, he would rather scratch himself than let me touch him, I was afraid of hurting him, so I dare not touch him, so I can only follow carefully Behind him, watch what kind of eyes he uses to follow you!!"
"But what about you?"
"What did you do right again?? How are you better than me? Obviously you and I are the same in the bones, just because you can pretend, he likes you... hates me..."
Bo Qin looked at the crazy old friend in front of him, and his brows became tighter and tighter.
high school…
Why he has no memory.
Obviously everything was under the man's control, but looking at Tan Tao, who was still smiling wildly with bruises on his face, Bo Qin felt a little uneasy in his heart.
It seems that something went wrong.
The unease was fleeting, and Bo Qin looked down at the suppressed Tan Tao with a cold face, slightly opened his thin lips, and said coldly, "Hit."
Fists fell on Tan Tao like raindrops. He still smiled, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and looked at Bo Qin with a pair of bloodshot eyes full of pleasure.
"You let me kill my baby with my own hands. If I can't get it, don't you want it either!"
"If you want to hurt, let's hurt together, hahahahaha... um..."
His smile was broken by the punch that landed on his body, but he was still grinning, his teeth were stained red with blood, and his eyes were full of madness.
This sentence was like a reminder, Bo Qin's eyes darkened suddenly, he gave his former friend a cold look, turned and left here.
Tan Tao was thrown on the ground with scars all over his body, to the point where he could hardly even breathe.
He lay on the ground, moved with difficulty, and reached the coffee table.
The gardenia flower was still placed there quietly, the man stretched out his bloody hand tremblingly, and took it off carefully.
With a trembling voice, regardless of the pain in his body, he said softly, "Baby, don't be afraid."
"I am okay… "
***
Bo Qin kicked the door open, and inside, the doctor in a white coat backed away in fright.
The man didn't even look at him, he quickly stepped forward, and when he came to the sleeping young man, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was still breathing well.
Fortunately, his little wood is still there.
Bo Qin called softly, "Xiaomu, Xiaomu..."
The young man slowly opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and just as his beautiful eyes touched the bright eyes, a tear fell down the corner of his eyes.
"Why are you crying?"
The man's slender fingers gently wiped away his tears, and the familiar magnetic voice coaxed, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The young man stared at him blankly, without speaking.
The smile on Bo Qin's face gradually stagnated. Looking at such a lover, he felt a little uneasy. He asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
"It's you… "
Xie Muhong focused her eyes and said hoarsely, "You pushed me into his arms."
His eyelashes trembled, his eyes full of sadness.
"You're smiling, happy..."
"I was in so much pain that I was shaking all over. It rained heavily that day. I walked in the rain for a long time and returned home."
Bo Qin was stiff all over, he almost begged: "Xiao Mu, stop talking..."
But the young man murmured as if he didn't hear it at all.
"You said, I'm dirty."
"But... it wasn't you, did you dirty me?"