Jing Rong calmed down and slowly raised his head. His clear eyes stared straight at Wen Yanzhi without even a flicker. He only asked, "How do you want me to answer?"
Before Wen Yanzhi could answer, Jing Rong continued, "You want me to tell your parents that you have been interested in me recently. You slept in my room last night. Even, we..."
When he said this, his thin lips moved and his Adam's apple rolled.
The rest of the words are a bit difficult to say.
Wen Yanzhi sneered, "What's wrong with talking about these? Is it difficult? What did we do last night? Why don't you continue to talk about it? Could it be that what we did is so shameful to you that you dare not even speak out loud?!"
"… "idiot!
He is only 18 years old and has no experience in this area. He would be shy even if he did something intimate with a woman, let alone a man.
Who is as shameless as him
Jing Rong was silent again, which made Wen Yan even angrier. He leaned forward, put his hands on the wheelchair armrests, and locked his eyes with Jing Rong.
"Do you really want me to be with another woman?"
Other women...
Jingrong felt a little suffocated in his chest.
He still looked at Wen Yanzhi for a long, long time, so long that the man opposite him was almost impatient and could not wait any longer. He then said, "I am just a temporary interest to you. We both have a long future ahead of us."
"Me... and you?" Not 'we'!
Wen Yanzhi sneered. He had never been a hypocritical person before, but he cared about every word spoken by the boy.
"Listen to me." Jing Rong didn't allow Wen Yanzhi to interrupt.
Wen Yanzhi felt that he had been completely subdued by him. Hearing the young man say this, he closed his mouth.
Jing Rong looked at him with a slightly deeper look in his eyes, and his hands on the wheelchair became tense, with his fingertips slightly cold.
All kinds of complicated emotions flashed through those clear eyes. After a while, he said rationally and calmly: "Besides, you are not gay at all. If you are interested, I am willing to play with you, but, you... why take it so seriously?"
Obviously he was very rational, but the voice that came out of his mouth was hoarse.
Even my chest felt stuffy and I couldn't breathe.
He said he didn't want Wen Yanzhi to take it seriously, but he took it seriously. He couldn't ignore this.
The pain in my heart is not fake.
Wen Yanzhi didn't expect what the boy would say. A trace of deep hurt flashed across his eyes, and then there was irony and pain.
"Play, play?" He chewed on these two words, biting them very hard, as if he wanted to chew even the boy's bones into pieces.
Jingrong's fingertips were so tense that they turned white.
Wen Yanzhi smiled, but that smile was cold and sad, "You are right, why should I be serious? Moreover, should I be serious about someone as ungrateful as you?"
There was no expression on Jing Rong's face, but his increasingly heavy and tight breathing betrayed his emotions at the moment.
Wen Yanzhi's eyes became even colder as he stared at him. Then, he suddenly grabbed the back of his head with his big hand, and he leaned over and fiercely blocked the boy's lips.
The sudden breath made Jing Rong stunned.
He did not refuse, nor did he have the strength to refuse, so he just slowly closed his eyes.
The sourness at the tip of his nose and in the bottom of his heart kept coming out, entangled in him, and made him feel extremely painful.
If I hadn't appeared, Wen Yanzhi would still be the carefree, philandering young master he used to be. In the future, he would follow the wishes of his father and mother, marry a good wife, have a child with her, and live the rest of his life quietly and peacefully.
That was the life he should really have.
Instead of stepping into the quagmire and sinking deeper and deeper like we are doing now.
After all, Jing Rong didn't want to see him rolling in the quagmire and getting covered in mud; nor did he want to see this man pull out after he was in the quagmire and wash off all the makeup, and he was still the same person as before, while he himself had fallen deeper and deeper, unable to extricate himself.
No matter which outcome it is, it would not be a smart decision for them.
This kiss contained a hint of hatred. Wen Yanzhi kissed the boy hard, and he stopped only when the boy's thin lips started bleeding.
After this kiss, both of them felt somewhat embarrassed.
Wen Yanzhi looked at the boy coldly, "Don't you just want to leave from here? Today... I will let you go."
The boy took a deep breath.
The pain on my lips seemed to become more intense.
Wen Yanzhi sneered and leaned over to look at him, "Fortunately I didn't have sex with you that day, otherwise, I would have become a gay! Don't you want me to find another woman to marry and have children? Wait! When that day comes, I will definitely bring her to you to have a good look. And... we are such good brothers, if I get married on that day, you have to come to watch the ceremony!"
Jingrong felt pain in breathing.
His face was a little pale, but he didn't say a word in response to Wen Yanzhi's words. He just looked at him quietly for a long time, as if he wanted to carve that handsome man's face into his heart.
finally…
His Adam's apple rolled, and he said, "When can I leave?"
Wen Yanzhi's eyebrows twitched.
Then, he spat coldly, "Get lost!"
———
In the afternoon, Jing Yu had just finished lunch with Yu Zeyao and was about to leave the Vice Presidential Palace when Yu Zeyao received a call.
I glanced at the screen and saw that it was Wen Yanzhi calling.
"Hello." He answered and put the phone close to his ear.
Because the other party was Wen Yanzhi, Jing Yu subconsciously looked at Yu Zeyao, hoping to get a chance to talk to Jing Rong.
"I let Jingrong leave me." Wen Yanzhi's voice was filled with great dejection.
Yu Zeyao glanced at Jing Yu and asked, "What's wrong? Are you two having a quarrel?"
"..." Wen Yanzhi did not answer, but said: "His legs are not fully healed yet, I am worried about him going back and letting Jingyu take care of him."
Yu Zeyao frowned slightly. Was it an illusion? He always felt that Yanzhi cared about him a lot. Too much.
"So, what do you think?"
"Let him go to your place. You have the best doctors there, and people to protect him. Nothing will happen to him."
"Then where is he now?" Yu Zeyao agreed with Wen Yanzhi, "I'll send someone to pick him up."
"No need. I'll have my people send him directly to you."
"Okay." Yu Zeyao glanced at Jing Yu and shook his hand.
“That’s all then…” Wen Yanzhi’s tone was completely devoid of his usual high spirits, and he looked extremely depressed.
Yu Zeyao originally wanted to ask something, but after looking at Jing Yu beside him, he didn't ask anything.
Maybe he just thought too much!
After hanging up the phone, Jing Yu asked, "Is it related to Jing Rong?"
"Wait here for a while." Yu Zeyao said, "Jingrong will be here soon."
Jing Yu was surprised, "Really?"
"Yan Zhi just called and said he was worried about leaving Jing Rong to you." Yu Zeyao sat on the sofa, holding her with one hand.