I've been scumbag again

Because he was worried about Yutang's health, Qi Jing didn't plan to stay longer, exchanged a few words with the guests, and then planned to leave.

"Mr. Qi is leaving so soon, could it be that he can't wait to enter the bridal chamber?" The deep voice was a little strange.

Qi Jing turned his head to look, and the man in the Tang suit had dark eagle eyes and was looking at him with a smile, but that smile was a bit cold.

Qi Jing pursed his lips into a smile, as if he was just joking, and responded, "With the soft fragrance and soft jade in his arms, naturally I can't wait. Mr. Chi probably won't be able to experience this feeling."

Chi Yao wants to get Yutang, but Yutang is married to Qi Jing, isn't it just that he can't understand.

Chi Ling's gloomy eagle eyes darkened a bit, filled with raging anger, suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his anger subsided, and he said strangely: "Then Chi wishes Mr. Qi and Yutang a happy marriage for a hundred years. Chi has something else to do, so I have to leave first."

Qi Jing stood where he was, looked at Chi Yao's back, and narrowed his eyes.

Qi Jing returned to the room.

On the table, red candles were burning, emitting a soft light.

On the bed, the boy still maintained the posture when he left, with his back turned, but his whole body was covered in the quilt.

Qi Jing sighed slightly, the little guy always likes to hide under the quilt, especially when he is shy, isn't he afraid of suffocating himself?

Not knowing if Yutang had fallen asleep, Qi Jing stepped lightly, not intending to disturb him, lifted the quilt, and gently got into bed, ready to sleep.

As soon as he lay down, the boy next to him immediately turned over and hugged him tightly.

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, "Yutang, you haven't slept yet."

Qi Jing took advantage of the situation and hugged the young man's shoulders. When he touched it, his hands felt as smooth as cream.

Yutang, no clothes? !

The young man didn't answer, he unbuttoned his clothes with his small hands, he seemed to be in a hurry, half-unbuttoning and half-twitching.

"Yutang, what are you doing?"

Yutang's hand paused for a moment, but only for a moment, and began to untie it again, but she also replied, "On the wedding night, I want a bridal chamber."

Qi Jing was stunned by this matter.

Isn't it true, in this case, such a anxious look, is it really his Yutang who said it?

You know, the thin-skinned Yutang would feel ashamed and blushed when he said a few teasing words.

Yutang, what happened today?Could it be that the premarital phobia hasn't healed yet?

As far as Qi Jing was stunned for a while, Qi Jing's body was already cold, and Yutang had already taken off his clothes.

Qi Jing immediately grabbed his hand and asked uneasily, "Yutang, what's wrong with you?"

This premarital phobia made Yutang too abnormal.

Qi Jing felt that when he grabbed the boy's hand, the boy's body was obviously stiff, and after a long while, a muffled cry came from his chest.

"Can't you? You said you liked me, don't you like me now?"

"You're leaving me, aren't you?"

"Aren't you, are you..." Are you going to give me to someone else.

Qi Jing felt a wet feeling in his chest.

Yutang is crying?

Qi Jing panicked, and cried no matter how well he was.

"Yutang, what's wrong with you?" Qi Jing wanted to see Yutang, but the young man buried his head in his arms, unwilling to look up.

But no matter how Qi Jing asked, Yutang didn't answer him, just kept saying don't leave him, he was willing to do anything.

"Yutang, don't cry, I was just worried about you just now, I didn't say no, we're going to bridal chamber now."

After speaking, Qi Jing was about to move, but Yutang stopped him.

"Tonight, I'm coming by myself."

Qi Jing's eyes widened, Yutang must have been too enthusiastic tonight, but, in order to keep Yutang from crying, Qi Jing would do anything to him.

The next day, Qi Jing opened his eyes, he still couldn't believe what happened last night.

Last night, Yutang was really too enthusiastic and clung to him until two or three o'clock in the morning.

Qi Jing could tell that Yutang couldn't hold on anymore, but he didn't want to stop. It seemed that only in this way could he be sure that he was still alive.

Qi Jing turned to look at the boy next to him.

The boy fell asleep with his eyes closed, holding his arm tightly with his little hand, but even though he fell asleep, his brows were still frowning, and the brows seemed to be stained with indelible sadness.

Qi Jing looked very distressed.

Is this premarital phobia really that scary?

I don't know when Yutang's symptoms will recover.

"No, no, go away."

"Ah Jing, don't give me to others, don't abandon me."

"It's so dirty, so dirty..."

Yutang opened her eyes abruptly and sat up from the bed.

He covered his face with his hands, tears streaming down his fingers.

In front of his eyes, he seemed to be able to see those hands attacking him.

The ink hair fell loose, and his fingers were inserted into the hair. Yutang pulled the hair hard, it hurt very much, but he didn't seem to notice it.

He growled in a low voice, looking pained.

I don't know how long it took before he stopped.

He looked to the side, but he didn't see that familiar figure. In his eyes, which were already covered with mist, panic and panic surged in an instant.

Not caring about anything, he immediately got off the bed, ran out, and called eagerly, "Ah Jing, where are you, Ah Jing?"

"Don't leave me, okay?"

As soon as Qi Jing brought breakfast, he saw Yutang looking for him in a panic.

Seeing him, Yutang paused for a moment, then ran towards him immediately.

Qi Jing was afraid that the hot breakfast would hurt him, so he quickly put it down.

As soon as he washed and put it down, Yutang threw herself into his arms.

"Ah Jing, Ah Jing..." Yutang kept calling his name in his arms.

Qi Jing quickly picked him up and kissed his forehead, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm here, I haven't left."

Putting Yutang on the bed, Qi Jing saw that he was barefoot and without a coat, frowned slightly, and hurriedly tucked him into the quilt, fearing that he would be cold.

"Don't go." Yutang grabbed his neck and begged with red eyes.

"Hey, I'll get you breakfast." Qi Jing coaxed softly.

"No, no, I want you."

Yutang didn't want to let him go at all, so Qi Jing could only follow him and lie down on the bed together, Yutang immediately clung to him.

Qi Jing patted Yutang's shoulder lightly, alas, when will Yutang recover.

This really made him feel bad.

Yutang is very insecure.

This is what Qi Jing really felt in the past few days, and Yutang didn't want to leave his sight.

In the evening, he would always take the initiative to invite him, and every time he tossed until very late, sometimes even during the day, he would...

Qi Jing was extremely distressed, and 333 was not around, Qi Jing couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he could only stay with him all the time.

On the fourth day of their wedding, they went back to the mansion.

This morning, Qi Jing had nothing to do, and took the scissors to trim the flowering branches of Begonia flowers.

They haven't been back for a few days, and the crabapple flowers have withered a little.

Qi Jing knew that Yutang loved the crabapple flowers the most. On weekdays, no matter whether the pear orchard was busy or not, he would take care of it himself.

Long and short flower branches fell to the ground, as well as scattered petals of various colors, some bright and some withered.

Yutang came down from upstairs, and what he saw was this scene. His pupils suddenly dilated, and his blood became cold for a moment.

Qi Jing was pruning when suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and the scissors were snatched from his hand immediately.

"Yutang, what's wrong?" Qi Jing asked suspiciously.

Yutang looked at the scissors in his hand, there was still a petal stuck to it, as thick and bright as blood, this scene hurt Yutang a lot.

With whitish fingertips, he took the petals off the scissors, revealing a crack that had been cut open.

The fingertips stroked lightly over the crack, it must be very painful.

"Yutang, what's wrong?"

Qi Jing asked worriedly, he thought Yutang's behavior was a bit strange.

Yutang calmed down, looked up at him, and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

"Prune the flower branches." Qi Jing responded, and remembering that Yutang is usually taking care of the begonias himself, Qi Jing asked uncertainly, "Do you not like it? I just see that you are tired recently, so I want to help you."

Yutang bit her lips with her white teeth, and glanced at the clumps of crabapple flowers. In her eyes, the last bloody scene appeared. There was a person lying on the beautiful crabapple flowers, and the blood dyed the petals red.

Yutang's breathing stopped sharply, she looked away, looked at Qi Jing, and the corner of her lips curled up, "I don't blame you, I just want to take care of myself."

"You sent me this, and I want to take care of it myself." He repeated.

You gave them to me, you can't cut them off, no, absolutely not.

"Okay, listen to you. Give me the scissors, don't hurt yourself."

The sharp scissors were clenched in Bai Nen's small hands, which made Qi Jing's eyes glaring no matter how he looked at them.

Yutang was startled, and replied, "Okay."

He handed the simplicity to Qi Jing slowly, and repeated, "Don't cut it."

You can also use scissors, Qi Jing saw Yutang went back to the room and took a piece of cloth, bent down, picked up the petals, whether they were bright or withered, and carefully placed them on the cloth.

Qi Jing asked him what he was going to do.

"I, I want to make dried flowers."

Made into dried flowers?The freshly dropped ones can indeed be made into dried flowers, but those withered...

Yutang concentrated on picking up the petals, and didn't allow Qi Jing to help him.

While picking it up, Yutang murmured in her heart: The crabapple flowers that Ah Jing helped me planted with my own hands, can't be cut, can't be thrown away, can't be done, can't be...

About ten days later, it was time for Yutang to go back to the Liyuan to sing opera.

More than that, Qi Jing saw a flash of resistance on Yutang's face.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to go?" Qi Jing took his hand and interlocked his fingers.

Yutang stared at him, seeming to be struggling with something, and then asked him again, "Do you want me to go?"

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, "Yutang, don't you like singing the most? What's the matter, don't you like it now?"

Yutang bit her lips lightly with white teeth, looked at the smile on the corner of the man's lips, and said in her heart, my favorite is clearly you, but your favorite is me?Or wealth and power.

The breeze blew up and lifted Yutang's black hair, Qi Jing gathered a strand of hair in front of him behind him, and said softly: "I like to watch Yutang sing."

Qi Jing said very attentively and seriously, "I think Yutang in the opera is the most touching and attracts me the most."

Yutang really likes to sing. When he sings, his eyes are bright and dazzling.

This is why Qi Jing supported him when he wanted to sing.

In the Republic of China, people's attitude towards actors was not very friendly. If it weren't for Yutang's love, Qi Jing would never let him bear the look of others' contempt, and he would not expose him to the public.

Such a beautiful and pure Yutang, Qi Jing wanted to hide him, and Qi Jing only belonged to him.

The next day, Yutang went back to Liyuan, and before leaving, she took Qi Jing's arm and coquettishly asked Qi Jing to pick him up every day.

Knowing that Yutang has been very clingy recently, Qi Jing didn't refuse. Besides, to Qi Jing, nothing is more important than Yutang.

Yutang went back to singing, and Qi Jing obviously felt that Yutang's "premarital phobia" was better.

On this day, Yutang finished singing and was going backstage to change clothes.

However, as soon as he picked up his clothes, he heard some voices, as if someone was shouting and someone was laughing.

The voice seemed to be coming from the changing room, and it wasn't very real. Yutang lowered her eyes to look at the clothes in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and walked there.

"No, let me go."

"I beg you."

"..."

It was the voice of a young boy calling, and as Yutang approached, a scene not far away fell into his eyes.

I saw a boy whose coat fell to the ground, with a fat man on his body.

That boy, Yutang remembered.

It was from Liyuan who just came in a while ago. He is 15 years old and loves singing very much. Guangming arranged for him to take it, and he can be regarded as his apprentice.

He often sweetly called him "Master".

The man was tearing at the young man's underwear, and the latter struggled desperately, shouting.

With a sound of "slap", the man slapped the young man directly, and shouted: "What's your name? Whoever told you not to call that flamboyant Yutang over here is your punishment."

The man's voice is very familiar, very familiar.

In Midnight's dream, it was this voice that tore apart Yutang's pain over and over again, leaving him dripping with blood.

Such a familiar scene made Yutang's blood seem to be frozen.

Kill him, kill him.

Yutang's eyes were scarlet, and there was a voice in her heart screaming crazily.

Suddenly, Yutang saw a pair of scissors not far away.

He walked slowly, step by step, as if being lured by the voice of a devil, step by step towards the abyss of sin.

Soon, he got the scissors.

Holding the scissors tightly on the phone, Yutang walked towards the man and the boy step by step.

The boy seemed to see him, his eyes widened for a moment, he was still struggling, shaking his head as if to signal Yutang to leave.

Master, go, go, leave me alone.

There were tears in the boy's eyes. He knew that the man's goal from the beginning was the master, and he couldn't let such a clean and beautiful master suffer such a thing.

He seemed to know that with his and Yutang's abilities, they couldn't beat this man at all.

The man was so immersed in his excitement that he didn't notice anything wrong with Yutang's approach and the boy's approach.

Closer, closer.

Yutang smiled, his smile was bright, and there was weirdness and madness in the bright smile.

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