Wen Yu was too nervous, he didn't understand Ying Chen's meaning for a while, and he didn't know how to react.
I only heard the last sentence: Come home with me.
Ying Chen's words are equivalent to an order that he cannot refuse.
He had no choice but to think coldly in his heart that Ying Chen probably wanted to settle accounts with him in his territory.
Wen Yu lives in this house alone, so he doesn't have many things.
In addition, he didn't regard the villa as the place where he would live forever, so he only put a few simple clothes and documents in the suitcase and prepared to go downstairs and leave.
When passing by the small living room on the second floor, he saw his drawing board.
And the unfinished landscape on the drawing board.
He hesitated for a while, and finally found a piece of cloth to cover the panel, blocking the landscape in the painting.
After going downstairs, he found that Ying Chen was no longer in the room. There was a black car parked outside the yard, it was the car Ying Chen got off from.
Wen Yu walked over with the suitcase. After opening the car door and getting in, he realized that Ying Chen was not in the car either.
Sitting in the driver's seat was a young boy who looked almost as young as himself, and looked like he had just grown up.
Wen Yu asked him, "Where is Ying Chen?"
The boy put his hands on the steering wheel, and without turning his head, he snorted coldly, "Master's name is also called by you."
Wen Yu couldn't see his expression, but he could hear the man's dissatisfaction and contempt for him in his tone.
Wen Yu's eyes darkened and he didn't speak.
The boy didn't get a response, so he turned his head and kicked Wen Yu fiercely: "What are you, you can make the master go around with those mortals for you."
"Also let me take care of a useless human being like you."
There was contempt for Wen Yu in the words, and hostility in the eyes.
Wen Yu looked at him coldly: "There's so much nonsense, if you don't leave, I'll get out of the car."
"you"
The boy was very angry, but apparently he was ordered by Ying Chen to pick up Wen Yu. If Wen Yu didn't get in the car, he couldn't explain to Ying Chen.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you sit still."
While speaking, he slammed on the gas pedal and made a loud 'boom', and the car suddenly started to move.
However, there was no road ahead, and the extremely fast start left the car with no room to turn. The car slammed into the courtyard wall heavily.
Wen Yu was unprepared, his body was thrown out with inertia, hit the back of the seat in front of him heavily, and bounced back hard. The sudden violent shock made him dizzy for a while.
The boy looked back at him with a smug sneer in his eyes: "Sit still, it will take two hours to get home."
After finishing speaking, he slammed on the accelerator and turned around again. With a bang, the car drove forward at a twisting speed.
Wen Yu, who was still sitting still, was thrown heavily on the back seat again. He hurriedly grabbed the doorknob and held it tightly to stabilize his shaking body.
The boy was obviously torturing him on purpose. Along the way, he drove on the road at the fastest speed, ignoring traffic lights, pedestrians and vehicles ahead, and directly crashed into it.
Wen Yu was horrified to see that the car passed by the hit vehicles and pedestrians like a phantom shadow.
And the space where he was sitting in the car seemed to be disconnected from the outside world, flying past in parallel on the traffic-like road.
Obviously, the boy in front is not human.
An ordinary drive would take more than two hours for the distance, but the boy only drove fifteen minutes. When he reached the villa complex, he stabilized the speed of the car and drove slowly to the front of the villa.
And Wen Yu is just an ordinary human being, who can't bear such turbulence and back and forth transformation of time and space. Dizziness, nausea and discomfort, the internal organs in the body are almost crushed in pain.
After getting out of the car, the boy looked at Wen Yu, who was pale and unsteady, and said mockingly, "You can do this in any car? It's really useless!"
"Let's go, get your luggage by yourself."
Wen Yu supported the car door, calming down the dizziness in the brain and the pain in the body. He narrowed his eyes and gave the boy a cold look.
Then he opened the zipper of the backpack and pulled out Ying Chen's black coat.
He thought, since the boy called Ying Chen his master, he should be in awe of Ying Chen's objects.
He can't subdue the boy who bullies him with human methods, but he can cover the boy with Ying Chen's clothes and beat him up.
Living here and obeying Ying Chen's words is enough to make him feel at ease, but now he still has to be bullied by a monster who doesn't know where.
At the same time as the large black coat was pulled out, a yellow talisman on mounted paper fluttered out from inside.
It was the Taoist priest he met in the afternoon who made the clothes and accidentally wrapped them in the clothes.
Surprisingly, the boy didn't feel awed by Chen's coat, but his face immediately became panicked when he saw the yellow talisman floating in midair.
As if he was afraid that the talisman paper would fall on him, he kept shrinking back and said, "You, what are you going to do?"
Wen Yu:? !
The Taoist priest's exorcism talisman actually had an effect on the boy!
He stretched out his hand to grab the paper talisman that had not yet fallen on the ground, squeezed it in his hand and sneered: "It's really useless, even afraid of this, how low-level you are."
"you!"
The boy looked at the yellow talisman in his hand in shock, and threatened unwillingly: "You'd better not play these tricks with me, or I won't let you have a good time here."
"It's easy for me to kill you, a useless human being."
Wen Yu sneered, holding the paper talisman in front of the boy's eyes and casually said, "Should I break up with you first, or should you kill me first?"
The boy backed away with a dark face.
He was really overwhelmed by this paper talisman.
The originally arrogant and domineering attitude suddenly changed, and he was so frightened that he dared not say a single serious word.
Wen Yu was secretly surprised, and continued to probe calmly: "Since your master asked you to take care of me, you have to know what you should do."
He played with the yellow paper talisman and tapped his chin towards the trunk: "Take the luggage."
In the huge and empty villa, there was still no sign of Ying Chen.
The boy lifted Wenyu's suitcase to a room on the second floor, and said angrily: "The master ordered me not to enter your room. You can carry it yourself."
Wen Yu was stunned.
The room in front of him was the only room in this house with a bed, and it was also the bed he made last night.
He thought it was Ying Chen's room.
Or, this is his and Ying Chen's room? Do you mean sleeping together
Wen Yu felt cold for a while.
The room was still the same as last night, the bed he made had not been touched, and the cold gray quilt was neatly spread on the wide bed.
The room was still gloomy and cold, but because of Ying Chen's absence, there was no gloomy and oppressive atmosphere.
It doesn't seem to be the same time and space as the hot weather outside at the end of May, like a natural air-conditioned room.
Wen Yu didn't understand what Ying Chen meant.
Obviously he was asking him to tidy up the hall and make beds for him, but now he brought in a low-level monster to take care of his daily life.
What happened between him and Ying Chen
Wen Yu frowned, sitting in front of the bed trying to think of the name Ying Chen.
But like this quiet and gloomy room, my mind is still blank. Perhaps it was the whole day of running and the bumps in time and space in the car that made him exhausted.
The boy lay prone on the bed and gradually fell asleep.
At some point, he was suddenly hugged by a pair of strong arms while he was in a deep sleep.
At the same time, there is also a familiar, depressing and cold atmosphere.
It's Ying Chen!
Ying Chen is hugging him up.
Wen Yu panicked, closed his eyes tightly and continued to pretend to sleep.
The senses are especially sensitive when there is no vision. He could clearly feel that Ying Chen's movements were very light, as if he was afraid of waking him up, he gently put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.
They were completely different from the violence they had when they first met that night.
Wen Yu's heart beat faster, but anxiety also surged up.
What will Ying Chen do to him, will she sleep next to him? Or will he settle accounts with him for what happened during the day
He continued to pretend to be asleep. The room was extremely quiet, and the man beside him remained silent for a long time. If it wasn't for the feeling of coldness, Wen Yu would have felt that Ying Chen had already left.
What is Ying Chen doing
"Stop pretending."
Ying Chen's voice suddenly sounded, low and cold: "My heart beats so fast, I thought I didn't know you were awake."
Wen Yu:! !
He opened his eyes and saw the man's handsome face.
The man was sitting by his bed, looking down at him deeply.
Wen Yu moved, trying to leave the man's palm, and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"
Ying Chen pressed the palm of Wen Yu's fast-beating left chest, the back of his hand was cold and white, with prominent bones and clear veins.
It seems to be very hard, but the force on the young man's chest is very light, as if he is trying to suppress the emotions that cannot be erupted, and it is also like the tenderness of the young man who is nostalgic for a moment.
However, he saw the uneasiness in the young man's eyes, and sighed: "Are you still so afraid?"
"Don't be so scared."
He withdrew his palm, and said in a deep and mellow voice, "I didn't do anything to you more than a thousand years ago, and I won't do anything now."
I don't know what's wrong, Wen Yu heard a heavy heartache from this sentence, like the pain of over-reading.
Wen Yu thought for a while and asked softly, "Then what do you want me to do?"
Ying Chen: "I want you to think of me."
Wen Yu pursed his lips and remained silent. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't find the memory of the man in front of him. He didn't have the slightest memory of this man.
Ying Chen stretched out his hand to touch the boy's sleeping rosy face again: "I've been looking for your memory everywhere these days, but unfortunately I can't find it anywhere."
"I guess, it was your soul that chose to forget me when it was reincarnated. But obviously" the man's voice was dark and ethereal: "You provoked me first."
Wen Yu had no idea what the man was talking about, and felt the coldness of the man's fingertips on his cheek.
He worried that the hand would continue to slip and touch something else.
He was even more afraid that what he said would irritate this man who didn't know when he would become violent, so he clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, not daring to move, on guard.
The back of Ying Chen's index finger lightly rubbed against the boy's cheek, slid to his chin and raised it slightly, "I think"
His voice darkened, and there was a trace of desire in the dark and deep eyes that he couldn't hide: "Do something with you that we did in our previous life. Let you regain that familiar feeling."
"I don't know if this will remind you of me."
Wen Yu anticipated what the man was going to do and struggled against it.
The man put one hand next to his ear, bent his body over the young man, approached the young man's panicked face a little bit, and asked softly, "Can you just do it all at once?"