Wen Hui, just as he said, seemed to have really changed back to the gentle and talkative Mr. Wen.
He would write down all the boy's favorite things, and would carefully help him solve his problems. He Qing could clearly feel that Wen Hui looked at him with tender love in his eyes.
If it was the He Qing who used to be, he would be very happy that Mr. Wen also liked him, but after going through that nightmarish month and after Wen Hui broke into his life again, the boy could no longer trust him.
He's like a mindless puppet driven by men with pictures that represent humiliation.
The two of them walked and ate like normal lovers, but only Wen Hui was immersed in it.
"Ah Qing..." After softening for nearly a week, the boy's attitude was still lukewarm, and the man couldn't sit still.
He gently held the boy's hand, and under his reflexive stiffness, he asked softly, "Take me to see my aunt."
The young man who had always been indifferent to him became vigilant, "What are you doing?"
It was obvious that his eyebrows were cold, but Wen Hui's heart was uncontrollably filled with joy. In the past few days, no matter how gentle he was, the young man always looked expressionless, and never let his eyes slack off. , Now I finally have some reaction!
Obviously before, even if he casually said a word, the young man would catch up with his smiling eyes, and he looked at him, always full of pure love, making people want to draw...
Wen Hui's hands tightened involuntarily, obviously with such force that it could make people cry out in pain, He Qing's face was pale, but he refused to say a word.
When the man came to his senses, he even let go of his hand in a panic, "I'm sorry Ah Qing, I didn't mean it, let me take a look..."
His white hands turned red from being squeezed, and the young man's face was still numb. He looked at the man nervously checking with a dull face, and asked repeatedly, "What the hell are you trying to do!"
He could accept Wen Hui threatening him, but he couldn't accept him threatening his mother.
It was obviously a pity, but the young man looked at him with such distrustful eyes. Even though he had been psychologically prepared, Wen Hui still had a bit of bitterness on his face.
The gentle man let go of his hand stiffly in embarrassment, "I'm sorry Ah Qing..." His expression was lonely, "I just want to see if your hand is hurt..."
He clearly knew that he should stop having fantasies about this man, but when he saw his face covered with injuries, the young man couldn't help but tremble.
He withdrew his hand abruptly, pursed his lips stubbornly and refused to speak again.
He didn't speak, and Wen Hui, who had seen the young man's expression, darkened his eyes, and said softly, "Ah Qing, I have already thought about it. Auntie's illness cannot be effectively treated in China. If we go abroad, you can still go to school." .”
"Don't worry, I will bear all the expenses. As long as I can cure my aunt, it doesn't matter if we work hard."
Hearing that his mother could be healed, the boy tightened his hand suddenly, and the light in his eyes flashed, but soon, it gradually faded away with the man's words.
"No, the doctor has said that my mother's condition has improved a lot, and I can maintain it myself."
Seeing his refusal, Wen Hui's eyes were full of worry. He stepped forward and lightly supported the young man's shoulders, "Ah Qing, you've been through too hard these years, let me take care of you and your aunt, okay?"
The magnetic voice of the gentle man is right next to his ears, He Qing seems to have returned to that day, and the man is also like this, gently holding his shoulder.
"Ah Qing, I still need you as a model for a painting, can you help me?"
The boy who was full of trust in the man smiled and agreed, "Okay."
After opening the door that had never been entered before, there was a month-long darkness.
And now, a few years later, this man said softly again, "When we go abroad, we can get married and hold a wedding..."
Wen Hui's hand was knocked off, the young man recalled all the past, tried his best to restrain his trembling body, and looked at him with red eyes, "What is your purpose?"
The man was startled, "What?"
"What do you want to do to me, you can just say it, anyway, I can't resist, can I?"
His voice trembled violently, and he said with a sob, "You still treated me like that a few days ago, but now you suddenly change your attitude, saying that you have no purpose, I don't believe it!"
The confusion on Wen Hui's face fell, and he stepped forward, ignoring the boy's stiffness and hugged him in his arms, his soft voice rang softly in his ears, "Ah Qing, I was wrong before, I didn't control myself, I just miss you too much."
"Ah Qing left without saying hello, do you know how sad I am?"
"I really want to be nice to you."
In the trembling boy's ear, the man said softly, "It's okay, you will see clearly my love for you slowly."
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The counselor went out with that man again.
Yan Bei stood by the bridge with a cold face, watching the two enter the school together, he couldn't help but let out a sneer.
It has been a week, and they are tired of being together every day. Do these two people want to tell the whole world that they are together
Looking at the hands between the two from a distance, Yan Bei's eyes were almost red with jealousy, he could only sneak into the bed every night while others were asleep, how could this Wen Hui touch his hands openly!
In the past few days, He Qing's vigilance has become more and more high, and he has been sleeping more and more late. It's not that Yan Bei has never tried to use force, but he hasn't done much yet, that coward is crying like he is going to be killed like.
In the middle of the night, there was a person crying in my ear, acting in a ghost movie!
Yan Bei had no choice but to hold back resentfully, and obediently waited for the person to fall asleep before he took advantage of it. He just fought wits and courage for a week, and he was very happy. He didn't have enough sleep and had two dark circles under his eyes every day. Catch up on sleep.
Because of this, Yan Bei has been caught many times by the old uncle.
He couldn't sleep here because he wanted to hug He Qing to sleep, but the man over there could easily get He Qing.
The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt. With two big dark circles under his eyes, Yan Bei stood by the bridge and looked at the two of them from afar with a sullen face.
A few friends wandered over, "Hey, buddy, why are you so active, there are beautiful women over there?"
"Where is that, where is the beauty?"
A few people were joking around here, Yan Bei's face was getting darker and darker, he stared fixedly at that side, gritted his teeth and asked, "I ask you, if you want to touch someone and he doesn't, what should you do?"
The fox friends were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed obscenely, and one of them said, "You can turn her into your girlfriend, and you can touch her as you want."
"Yan Bei, who are you looking at again? School belle or class belle?"
"Is it the one from class one..."
A few people were joking in his ears, but Yan Bei felt a sense of enlightenment.
That's right, he can chase after people just like he did with those girlfriends before, and he can touch them as he wants!
As for what he saw now, the relationship between the new teacher and He Qing seemed to be lovers, so what
If he snatches it, it's his!
That coward is so timid, as long as he treats him a little better, he will probably agree immediately with tears of gratitude.
When he becomes his own, he must sleep in his arms every night!
[Ding! Yan Bei's favorability: 65, please keep up the good work of the host.]
He Qing opened the door of the classroom, and looked at the person sitting next to him in confusion, Yan Bei, why is he here
[Here he comes! It's not far from Beibei brushing my shoes.]
Under the confused gaze of the young man, Yan Bei quickly sat up, with a smile on his face, and patted the seat next to him, "He Qing, come here quickly!"
Flustered by his attentive appearance, he moved hesitantly. After sitting down, the young man hid his hands under the table, and sat down to the right in panic.
Watching him move the chair and try to stay away from him, Yan Bei felt upset, and almost couldn't help coldly yelling at him, but luckily he reacted before the stern expression came out.
He forced out a smile, moved the chair shamelessly to the right, and carefully took out an egg from his pocket under He Qing's nervous face.
"Here, I brought this to you from the cafeteria. Didn't you like eggs the most before? I haven't seen you eat them these days."
Yan Bei can remember so clearly because there were several times when the boy brought eggs to the dormitory to eat, and he smelled unpleasant, so he would drive people out and let him eat outside, and he was not allowed to enter the house until he was done eating.
Later, when He Qing ate any food, he would only eat it outside the dormitory before going in.
Thinking about it this way, he seemed to be a bit mean to He Qing before, no wonder he refused to touch him.
Looking at the egg in front of him, the boy raised his eyes hesitantly, and looked at him cautiously, "For me?"
"That's right!" With a kind smile on Yan Bei's face, he pushed the egg towards the boy again, "Hurry up and eat, didn't you have breakfast today?"
Facing the roommate who suddenly changed his attitude, the teenager was cautious and afraid. He shook his head carefully and refused softly, "Thank you, I have eaten."
I ate it, I ate it with that old man!
Yan Bei almost couldn't help turning his smile into a ferocious one. He squeezed the egg tightly with his hand, holding back his anger, and insisted on stuffing the egg into the boy's hand.
"Then you save it for dinner, don't you also like eggs at night?"
"Don't be too polite, don't be too polite, I always beat you up before, so I just take this egg as compensation."
Yan Bei turned a blind eye to He Qing's weak voice of refusal. In the end, the boy was stuffed with an egg with a dazed expression on his face.
The eggs were already cold, but Yan Bei kept them in his pocket, and they seemed to be warm.
The young man held the egg in a flattered manner. He didn't really like to eat eggs, but he ate them every day because they were cheap and nutritious.
It's just that he didn't expect that Yan Bei, who didn't seem to like him at all, would know that he ate eggs every day.
Even though the quarrel between the two of them was very unpleasant before, He Qing was still grateful for Yan Bei's heart, he pursed his delicate lips, and said with some embarrassment, "Thank you..."
"You're welcome, if you like it, I'll buy it for you every day!"
After hearing his words, He Qing had to say that he was very happy. He showed a small shy smile to Yan Bei, "No, thank you."
Until the boy solemnly and a little bit happily put the eggs away carefully, Yan Bei was still immersed in that smile and couldn't recover.
Not to mention, this bitch really looks good when he smiles, and he's not much worse than his school belle ex-girlfriend.
It's such a pity, why is it a man? If it's a girl, even for his good skin, Yan Bei would be willing to marry her back.
However, He Qing is too easy to coax, it's just an egg, forget about being angry before
[Ding! Yan Bei's favorability: 70]
The young man lowered his eyes lightly, with joy still remaining in his eyes.
He is not easy to coax, but too lacking in kindness.
Since he was a child, no one has helped him, and everyone can only sigh, this child is really pitiful, what a pity.
When he grows up a little bit, because he doesn't like to talk and wears worn-out clothes, others will tremble with fright if he is a little louder, and no one from teachers and classmates will talk to him.
For countless days and nights, he imagined that such a person would appear, he would talk to him gently, help him analyze various problems, and when he was sick and had a high fever, he would help him up and let him take medicine .
But in fact, his most dangerous illness was that he had a high fever and was weak and unable to move. His father went out to drink, and his mother was working overtime. He wanted to get out of bed to take medicine, but passed out on the ground.
Until the next day, my mother still didn't come back. When my father came back, seeing him lying on the ground, he woke him up angrily and asked him to cook.
He Qing didn't even know how he survived.
I have never met Nuan Nuan before, so after meeting Wen Hui, I sank in trustingly and opened the door.
Carefully touching the eggs in his pocket, the boy suppressed the joy in his heart, looked at the podium, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
He only thought that this was really Yan Bei's compensation for the previous period, but he didn't expect that after class, his roommate went downstairs and came back with a lot of snacks in his arms.
He poured the snacks on He Qing's table with a clatter, and seeing him looking over with round eyes in confusion, Yan Bei resisted the desire to reach out and touch, and coughed lightly, "Let's eat together."
The young man was taken aback, quite at a loss, "No, no need..."
"Why are you polite, aren't we roommates? Come! Here are some potato chips for you."
Yan Bei tore open the bag of potato chips, took out a piece of potato chips, and put it on the boy's lips naturally, "Open your mouth!"
Staring at him blankly, the boy opened his mouth slightly, Yan Bei stuffed the potato chips into his mouth, but his fingers touched the boy's soft lips intentionally or unintentionally.
When the two came into contact, He Qing, who ate potato chips for the first time, didn't notice it, but Yan Bei's heart was extremely agitated.
How come his lips are easier to touch than fingers!
Soft and moist, Yan Bei put down his hands as if nothing had happened, but his eyes sneaked over, looking at the young man's lips that kept opening and closing, only then did he realize that his lips were very beautiful.
It is really the first time for He Qing to eat potato chips. It can be said that he has never eaten the snack that other children always eat since childhood.
In the past, it was because his father refused to let him eat it, and later because he was reluctant to spend money to buy it, so this was the first time he ate potato chips.
"Yan Bei..."
The teenager's eyes were shining, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were curved, "Thank you..."
Yan Bei stared at him blankly. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little guilty, but soon, this feeling of guilt was covered up by Shuang who could have a pillow.
He waved his hands carelessly, "You're welcome."
[Ding! Yan Bei's favorability: 72]
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Chewing delicious potato chips, the teenager's eyes were full of satisfaction, [Shoes brushing! Brush your shoes now!]