Absolute possession: This brother stands in the way of love

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Bai Yu returned home from the blind date.

In this hot weather, even just sitting still can make you sweat.

Bai Yu casually took a shower and came out of the bathroom wearing shorts and a sleeveless T. She didn't even bother to dry her wet hair, and lay lazily on the bed.

He stared at the ceiling with blank eyes. A Fei was having a cold war with Aunt Xia recently. There should be no iced watermelon this summer.

The phone vibrated, and Bai Yu knew it was Jian Shaoyang's call without looking.

Since he returned to Yanhai, Jian Shaoyang has kept calling him at this time every night.

"Hey, Shaoyang." Bai Yu's voice revealed a trace of laziness.

"I'm at your door."

"What?!" Bai Yu was so surprised that he sat up from the bed.

"Open the door."

"real or fake?"

Bai Yu quickly ran downstairs, rushed to the front yard and opened the door, only to see Jian Shaoyang standing at the door with a tired look on his face.

His eyes widened in surprise, "Shaoyang, are you coming?"

Seeing Bai Yu, Jian Shaoyang's gloomy eyes instantly brightened.

He strode forward, hugged Bai Yu tightly into his arms, and murmured: "You have been gone for too long."

Where is the time? It’s only been a few days. Bai Yu gently pushed Jian Shaoyang, "How do you know the location of my home?"

"Isn't it easy to know the location of your home?" Of course it's the location on the necklace.

"Come in first." Bai Yu took Jian Shaoyang's hand, "It's so late, have you eaten? It will take at least several hours to drive here from City A."

"First take me to pay homage to your parents' graves. Consider it the first time I come to your home to meet your parents."

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, Jian Shaoyang was quite attentive. The two were already married and he had met each other's parents. Jian Shaoyang should indeed meet his parents.

Bai Yu led Jian Shaoyang into the living room.

He walked to his parents' memorial tablets, took three incense sticks, burned them, and pulled Jian Shaoyang to kneel on the ground.

"Mom and Dad, he is Jian Shaoyang, he is mine..." Bai Yu hesitated for a moment, various titles flashed through his mind, husband? spouse? The other half?

He didn't know what to call him appropriately for a moment, so he turned to look at Jian Shaoyang, only to see Jian Shaoyang clasping his hands together and staring closely at Bai Wenyan's portrait. His face was as pale as paper and without any blood!

"Shaoyang?"

no response.

Bai Yu was a little worried, and he subconsciously touched Jian Shaoyang lightly with his elbow.

Jian Shaoyang finally came to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. His eyes were a little confused, his expression was still in a trance, and his eyes were slightly red.

He stared blankly at Bai Yu's face. He guessed it right! This bastard Fu Zihua actually kept it secret for so long!

The memories of five years ago came overwhelmingly like a raging tide...

Beatings, yelling, punches and kicks... were all drowned in the sound of waves.

The man seemed to be tired from the beating, and sat down on the chair panting heavily.

"Hand over the video obediently, and I'll let you go."

Three dying teenagers were lying on the floor of the cabin, along with several trampled mobile phones and a camera.

The three of them knew very well that even if they handed over the video, they would not be able to leave alive.

"You won't fucking say anything, right! Okay, then nail them all into the wooden box, and whoever is willing to hand over the video will be released."

Two big men lifted Fu Zihua, who was covered in blood and was in a semi-conscious state, and threw him into a wooden box, then covered it with a wooden board.

"Let him go..." Jian Shaoyang's hoarse voice made an extremely small sound. He was already extremely weak, and it was extremely difficult to even use all his strength to move his fingers.

The blood flowing from his forehead blurred his eyes, and he looked vaguely at the two big men wielding hammers and nailing the wooden box.

"Here comes the note!"

Jian Shaoyang heard this sentence in a daze.

He lay weakly on the floor, listening to Fu Zihua's beating and crying coming from the wooden box.

Then, one of the big men grabbed Wang Kangming by the back collar, picked him up, and dragged him out.

He should have taken it out to threaten the police, he thought.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he heard the sound of water splashing, and then smelled the pungent smell of gasoline...

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of chaotic footsteps and the popping sounds of burning objects began to sound all around. His eyes turned black, they were going to die here...

In a daze, he felt someone picking him up and jumped into the sea in a moment. The refreshing coolness of the sea instantly penetrated his whole body.

"Kid, wake up!"

Someone slapped his cheek, and he found himself floating on the sea. He also saw clearly the man who hugged him and jumped into the sea. The man was wearing a police uniform.

The policeman took off the life jacket and put it on him.

"Uncle, two of my friends are still on the boat, please save them."

"Two? Not one?"

"One was nailed in a wooden box."

"Child, grab this lifebuoy and don't let go! Someone will come to save you soon."

After the policeman finished speaking, he turned around and swam towards the boat that was being engulfed in flames.

On the sea under the gloom of night, the flames were like extremely ferocious beasts, fangs spread, greedily eating away at the entire ship.

Thick smoke billowed into the air, making it suffocating.

The shore was crowded with local villagers, and the sea breeze blew by, lifting their clothes and hair. Everyone was staring closely at the distant sea, the ship submerged in the raging fire, with shock and helplessness in their eyes.

"dad......"

He lay on the stretcher, turned his head in search of the voice, and looked in confusion at the young man in white who was being pulled by the crowd and crying heartbrokenly in the light of the fire...

"Shaoyang? Shaoyang?" Bai Yu helped Jian Shaoyang up. Seeing that Jian Shaoyang's face was not very good, he thought that he must have been in the car for too long and didn't get a good rest.

Jian Shaoyang hugged Bai Yu tightly in his arms in the next second.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Yu patted Jian Shaoyang's back, "Did you have low blood sugar because you didn't eat dinner and just knelt down? I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

"Don't move, don't move, let me hold you."

"Are you dizzy? Let me help you go upstairs to have a rest first. The room downstairs is unoccupied all year round and is full of dust."

Bai Yu suddenly thought that this young master who was usually well-dressed and well-fed must not be able to sleep on his hard solid wood bed.

Then, he said to himself: "How about I book a hotel for you? We definitely don't have five-star hotels here anymore. You won't mind if I book you a relatively clean hotel, right?"

"I don't mind it."

"Okay, you sit on the sofa and I'll call the hotel to book a room."

"No! I want to be here, I want to be with you."