Wei Qinyu had been dealing with those old men all day long. When he returned home, he saw the boy who was always obediently sitting by the piano while playing the piano and waiting for him to leave.
The man went upstairs, but he pushed the door but it wouldn't move, He Qing locked the door.
There was displeasure in his eyes, he took the key directly, and opened the door in twos and twos. There was no one in the room, and the bed sheet was not wrinkled.
Wei Qinyu looked around, went straight to the cabinet, opened the door, and saw the young man sitting with his knees bent, looking up with red eyes.
His face was full of tears, and he looked at the man in despair, "It's you, right..."
Knowing what he was talking about, the man stretched out his hand and hugged him out. The young man who usually slumped down was stiff as a stone at this moment, but he didn't dare to resist.
Being placed on the edge of the chair, He Qing's voice was hoarse, and he repeated again, "It's you, right..."
Wei Qinyu took off his pretense and smiled softly, and looked at the boy with an expressionless face as he wanted to see him for the first time.
"Angry?" The tone was flat, as if this matter was not worth mentioning at all.
He Qing cried and trembled all over, but still insisted on raising his eyes to look at him, "You said, as long as I pay the debt, I will be let go."
"Yes." The man looked down at the young man, nodded his head, and gently touched his head with his slender hands as before.
He touched it again and again, which used to make the boy feel warm and sweet touch, but it was like ice water.
"I promised you that as long as you pay back the money, you will be free."
"But Ah Qing..." His voice was clear and light, sounding a little gentle, but also as if cold and emotionless, "I can't bear you, your body is so soft, I'm used to being with you."
The man's lips pressed against the young man's rosy lips, rubbing against each other lightly, "Isn't it good to just stay at home like this? I'll give you whatever you like, and stay with me all the time. Don't you like me very much? Let's stay like this forever, shall we?"
The young man stared blankly at the smiling man in front of him, "You... know?"
He knows he likes him.
he knows.
"Huh?" Wei Qinyu didn't know what the young man was talking about, but seeing his tears falling even harder, he gently stretched out his hand and wiped them away for him.
"Okay, don't cry, baby."
His attitude is so natural, but also seems tender and satisfied.
But the young man who once longed for the gentleness of the person in front of him felt chills all over his body.
He asked softly, "Mr. Wei, don't you like me?"
If you like it, how can you trap him like this.
Didn't he say that he is his flower
Didn't he say that he really loves him
"I like it." Wei Qinyu smiled and lowered his head to kiss the young man's forehead, "Of course I like Ah Qing."
He Qing stared straight into the eyes, but did not see the slightest bit of love in the man's eyes.
For the first time, he clearly saw what the man in front of him was thinking.
Wei Qinyu doesn't need a lover, what he wants is a canary that is locked in a cage and can only sing for him.
Being hugged by the man, gently placed on the bed, accepting everything from him, He Qing clenched the bed sheet tightly, biting her lip tightly, refusing to cry out.
The man on the body noticed this, and he shifted his attention from his fair skin to the boy's face, and pecked his lips with a light smile.
"Ah Qing, call out, I like to hear you call out."
Yes, that's how I like it.
It was as if he liked the lark, and his song.
Tears slid down the fair cheeks, fell on the bed under her body, and were quickly absorbed by the sheets without leaving any traces.
He Qing glanced over, no matter how hard the man tossed himself, he never yelled again.
He suffocated in his heart, the more Wei Qinyu liked his voice, the more he would not let this person hear it.
The man looked at the stubborn boy, and he was not picky, "It's okay, your body is enough."
In the end, when He Qing was left in a daze, with tears all over his face, he was finally willing to let him go, but Wei Qinyu couldn't help kissing the young man for a long time before looking up as he pressed against the young man's fair and smooth body.
"Don't be angry, what gift do you want, I'll buy it for you."
Although He Qing had never raised pets before, Wei Qinyu lived in this circle, so of course he knew how to please his subordinates.
He forgot, however, that He Qing was not one of those little pets who would come to him for a little money, and he didn't react much when he heard these words.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Qinyu was not annoyed, anyway, as long as he got this body, he got up with a satisfied face, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the flowers on the balcony basking in the sun, and the man squatted down to look at it with great interest. Yes, I left the boy's room.
After he left, the boy on the bed stayed for a while, and then he cried out. He bit the corner of the quilt to prevent his crying from spilling out. His tears wet the quilt, and his whole body was in a mess.
There is nothing more hopeless than this.
He wants equal love, but the person he likes just treats him as a toy.
If you like it, keep it.
Keep it in your own cabinet, no one else is allowed to see it, no one else is allowed to touch it.
Toys can be played with, but how can anyone be willing to be with toys forever.
This love, before it even started, is over.
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The boy's complexion became more and more unsightly. He ate and slept normally, but his face became paler and paler, and even his normally rosy lips lost some color.
Wei Qinyu noticed this, and asked the doctor to come to see him only to say that he was weak and needed a good rest. Seeing the boy with downcast eyes and obediently stretching out his slender wrist, he had no choice but to ask the doctor to prescribe medicine.
He Qing has been obedient since that day, as if he had returned to the time when he first came to Wei's house, but the difference was that the fear from that time was no longer on his face.
The medicine was boiled in the kitchen and brought over. Wei Qinyu asked him to drink it. He picked it up and drank it one gulp. The medicine was very bitter, but he didn't seem to feel it, and drank it calmly.
He has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and the meat raised in Wei's house seems to have fallen off completely, and a pointed chin appeared on his small face. Wei Qinyu, who holds his waist every day, can also feel that even his waist is thin up.
It started after the two talked that day. He knew that He Qing wanted to be free, and he was protesting in this way.
But he didn't want to let go.
After being alone for so long, only the person in front of him is the most suitable for him. If he let go, where else would he find such a canary to raise.
"Ah Qing, what gift do you want?"
After he finished drinking the medicine, the man hugged him and sat on the sofa, asking him gently.
He Qing followed his will and leaned his head on the man's shoulder. Hearing his question, his eyes moved, and he looked outside at the tree. Seeing the two little birds jumping happily above, he smiled.
"Give me a little bird, I suddenly want to raise a bird."
Wei Qinyu's hand that was stroking his cheek paused for a moment before responding, "Okay."
In the afternoon, someone brought a parrot, and the colorful parrot jumped around in the cage. Seeing that it was handed over to another person, it blinked its mung bean eyes and shouted, "Hello!"
The young man was looking at it, and when he heard the voice, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a slight smile. He held the cage carefully, turned his head to look at the man who was a little stunned by his smile, and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Wei." .”
He Qing took the parrot back to the room, and Wei Qinyu stood where he was, still thinking about that smile.
Superficial and indifferent, but it just attracted all his attention.
He just remembered that He Qing hadn't laughed for a long time. Ever since he found out that his songs were blocked by Wei Qinyu from selling, the boy stopped going out every day, and finished his own two songs every day. The first piano lesson will be back.
Sitting in the room with flowers in her arms, she was in a daze waiting for the man to come back.
But the smile that bloomed when Wei Qinyu came back was gone.
Wei Qinyu felt that he still liked He Qingxiao.
But he didn't want to let people out, so he thought of a new way to give gifts.
The daily gifts flowed into the boy's room like water, and He Qing took them every time, but the potted flowers and the parrot were his favorites.
His health was getting worse and his face was getting paler. Finally, when Wei Qinyu was pressing him to do something wrong, the boy coughed a few times and coughed up blood. Only then did the man realize the seriousness of the problem.
"Can't find it out? Why can't it be found out? He's coughing up blood!"
He Qing sat on a bench in the hospital corridor, listening to the angry men in the room.
He lowered his eyes and sat in a hugging position with his hands. When he felt the empty air, he realized that his flowerpot had fallen at home.
Both traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine couldn't find out what kind of disease He Qing had.
He still coughed up blood every day, although it was rare, but the bright red blood was imprinted on the man's eyes, which made him start to panic.
The man stopped pressing the boy to do things he didn't like. He fell asleep with He Qing in his arms. At night, the boy closed his eyes and breathed shallowly. Wei Qinyu stood up and looked at his paler face under the moonlight. Finally compromised.
"Hello and goodbye… "
The young man had lost a lot of weight. He was wearing the clothes that fit him in the past, but he was empty, and he bulged up when the wind blew.
He was standing on the balcony, teasing the parrot, teaching him to talk.
The beautiful colorful parrot also followed suit, "Hello, goodbye..."
He Qing smiled happily when he heard its sound.
Wei Qinyu got up, came to the boy's side, and stretched out his hand to tease the parrot, "Why did you only teach him these two sentences?"
He Qing still had a pale smile on his face, and answered the man's question, "I also taught you something else."
As he spoke, he didn't look at the man again, but turned his head to look at the parrot, his pale lips parted slightly, he opened his mouth, and said softly, "I like you."
Wei Qinyu stopped the hand that was teasing the bird, and his heart froze as if something had swept over it.
He stared blankly at the boy, but saw that he didn't look at him at all.
The parrot in the cage learns, "I like you, I like you..."
"Mr. Wei, I'm going to class."
The young man's voice slid by, Wei Qinyu was still standing, maintaining his original posture.
At that moment just now, he even hoped that it was He Qing who said I like you to him.
The man who thought he would not be tempted realized for the first time that something was wrong in his heart.
He began to think about what he really wanted.
[Ding! Wei Qinyu Favorability: 80]
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He Qing went to school, his lessons were very easy, especially recently, the piano lessons that were not many at first became two periods.
He knew it was because Wei Qinyu had greeted the school, and that person also told him that he wanted him to take good care of his body and rest at home.
But that was not his home.
The boy sat by the piano and pressed it tentatively.
When Yu Rong opened the door and walked in, he saw the thin back of the young man sitting by the piano, he walked over, the young man's face was confused, but what he played was a cheerful tune.
"Ah Qing, stop playing."
Yu Rong stopped him with some distress, "You have been very strange recently."
"Yeah." He Qing responded lightly, and said softly, "Maybe it's because I fell out of love."
"Break in love?"
Yu Rong was pleasantly surprised for a moment, but he couldn't be happy seeing the boy's skinny appearance in just a few days.
"Have you confessed?"
"Almost." He Qing lowered his eyes and played the piano.
"Okay, okay, do you have a new song recently? My cousin owns a record company. She is Wei Qinyu's fiancée. It shouldn't matter if she releases your song. You give me something, and I will give it to me." Cousin try."
The piano sound stopped.
The boy's hands were still on the piano keys, his mind was blank.
"Wei Qinyu's... fiancée?"