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The apartment is very big, and the design is a bit convoluted. Yu Ziyao always likes to stay in the house by himself, so he didn't go in and see many rooms.

Now Yu Ziyao looked around and found that it was a study.It's just that this study looks different from what he imagined. There are really only books in Qi Zhuo's study, several rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged, and a set of tables and chairs is placed in the empty space in the middle. there is none left.

Not even a sofa for resting.

Except for the bookshelves, this place is more like an interrogation room in the Public Security Bureau. It is empty, except for a chandelier above the table emitting a warm white light.

Oh yes, it's not actually empty, at least there is a carpet under this table.

Yu Ziyao is always more concerned about whether the floor is covered or not.

"It's knocked." He raised his head and met Qi Zhuo's gaze, with a calm expression... If his hands were not shaking, it would have looked like that.

Yu Ziyao said that on purpose, anyway, Qi Zhuo used this as an excuse for Gong Ai in the practice room.

The man on the opposite side was staring at him, Yu Ziyao had just finished speaking when he sneered twice: "Yu Ziyao, do you think everything can be solved with fists?"

"I said it was a knock, and you said it was a knock!" Like a hedgehog who has been poked in the stomach, he instantly erected the thorns all over his body, trying to cover up the uneasiness in his heart by speaking loudly , In fact, he didn't know what he was talking about, "Why can Gong Ai be a knock-off, but I can't?!"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. What he said was really not clever, as if he was comparing something with Gong Ai.

He didn't bother to compare with that idiot Gong Ai.

Qi Zhuo was really laughed at this time, he stared into Yu Ziyao's eyes for a long time, and finally asked again: "You mean you didn't fight, do you?"

"Yes, I didn't fight." Yu Ziyao gritted his teeth and replied.

He knew that this answer was not convincing at all. Qi Zhuo could tell if there was a fight or not by just asking the remaining three roommates. Besides, he was injured in such conspicuous places as the corners of his mouth and forehead.

But he was just on fire in his heart, and he didn't want to have a good talk with Qi Zhuo.

Since you want to know if he fought or not, why didn't you ask in the first place?Why would you rather go over and ask Gong Ai than give him half a look?

She clearly promised to take care of him.

"You're too hypocritical, Qi Zhuo." Yu Ziyao lowered his head and didn't look at him, as if he didn't intend to pay any attention to the man's questioning, "Why, are you going to interrogate me? You're going to tie me up with a tie, Or do you want something new and exciting this time? Let me give you a suggestion, you can use a belt to whip people, especially the belt buckle, it hurts a lot.”

He spoke to himself, restraining his slightly trembling ankles.

He was afraid that Qi Zhuo would really hit him.

Speaking of which, Yu Ziyao has always been a little afraid of this man.Although it was not obvious on the surface, after getting along with him, Yu Ziyao always felt that there was some kind of tyrannical factor hidden in this man's heart. He had fought with Qi Zhuo, and he could feel the man's desire to control beyond ordinary people.

Yu Ziyao speculated that maybe people in high positions were used to being obeyed by others.

Qi Zhuo's eyes were gloomy, just standing there made people feel pressured, Yu Ziyao opened his mouth, but swallowed the rest of the words.

"I don't think you're calm now." Qi Zhuo straightened up and took a step back, "Just reflect in this room, and call me when you think about it." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the room. The outside was locked, leaving Yu Ziyao alone in the room.

Yu Ziyao was stunned for a moment, the feeling of the rest of his life let his tense nerves relax, but just when he was rejoicing in his heart, the light in the room suddenly went out, and then a partition was automatically raised on the window , block all the moonlight outside.

The whole body suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Fuck." Yu Ziyao cursed.

At first, he was still thinking that this room was built like an interrogation room, but now it's good, it really made him a prophecy and planted himself in this room.

"Do you think I'm afraid of the dark?" Yu Ziyao mumbled to the empty room.

The truth is, he's really afraid of the dark.

Anyone who is placed in a completely dark and unfamiliar environment will feel scared. Sometimes, even in a familiar home, once there is no light, all small movements seem to be magnified by ten or twenty times, which is unbearable. Can't stop thinking about it.

The pitch-black room brought back not-so-good memories for Yu Ziyao.

He also remembered that when he was a child, he hid in the closet alone and listened to the sound of his parents arguing and fighting outside. At that time, they would always argue over money matters, even if there was a son who hadn't eaten in the room, it was not worth them stopping. Settle your own quarrel.

They would fight, pinching each other's necks and tearing each other's scalps. Once, Yu Ziyao followed the gap between the cabinet doors and saw Yu Jian'an holding a knife and swinging towards his mother's arm.

Blood, blood everywhere.

I don't know if it was Yu Ziyao's illusion, but he always felt that one or two drops of warm blood splashed into the tip of his nose along the gap.

Then there was the shrill cry, and after Yu Jian'an woke up, he dialed the hospital with a trembling voice.

This is Yu Ziyao's deepest memory of "home", a dark black-and-white film full of scolding and violence.In fact, in his distant memories, it was not like this at the beginning. His mother has always been very kind to him, holding him and reading stories to him word by word, and taking out colorful fruit candies from her pocket as a token of obedience for a day. award.

But then she didn't want him anymore, she said, "I'm so sorry, I wish I never had you."

He will always remember that day alone in an empty and dark home, waiting helplessly and ignorantly for the vague future.He even wondered if Yu Jian'an hadn't come back to pick him up that day, would he have starved to death in the room until his body rotted and stinks, and was eventually discovered by neighbors.

Now being put into such a dark room by Qi Zhuo, these memories flooded into his mind mixed with the smell of blood, Yu Ziyao slowly squatted down/body, stroked the carpet, lay down on his side, like a baby body lumped up.

In fact, Qi Zhuo has been standing outside the door without moving. For a whole hour, he was like a sculpture, without any expression of impatience.

There were some footsteps and things moving inside the door at first, and then a dead silence returned.

He is waiting for Yu Ziyao to give in, this boy is too sharp, always eager to show his young fangs to the world around him.However, this kind of behavior cannot be tolerated at all times, and Qi Zhuo hopes that he understands that sometimes softness is a better weapon than strength.

When he opened the door again and walked in, the boy was lying on the ground, looking as if he was asleep and there was no movement.

Qi Zhuo frowned, took two quick steps and squatted in front of him, stroked his hair: "Yu Ziyao."

Yu Ziyao raised his head the moment he heard the movement, looked at him with wet eyes, and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "I lied."

His voice was very soft, like a feather scratching Qi Zhuo's heart.

In fact, Yu Ziyao had been in a half-dream and half-awake state just now, he didn't know how long time had passed, and he had deliberately put his five senses to a less sensitive level.

At that time, he was thinking that there was no need for him to lie to Qi Zhuo. If he got into a fight, it was a fight. It would be better to say it outright to make Qi Zhuo angry. Hidden in the snow.

Qi Zhuo seemed to sigh, and put his arms around his shoulders to make him stand up: "Why are you lying on the ground?"

"I beat Gong Ai." Yu Ziyao repeated it again, this time fearing that Qi Zhuo wouldn't understand, he said in more detail, "He scolded me, so I fought him."

"I know." Qi Zhuo responded, "We will talk about this later."

When he stood up, Yu Ziyao felt a numbness in his ankle. It may be that he kept a movement for too long and the blood was not flowing. He almost fell down.

Fortunately, Qi Zhuo quickly grabbed his waist with quick eyes: "I don't care who you hit, I just want to tell you, don't hide anything from me in the future."

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