Correct harassment posture for ex-boyfriend

After being bored all day, the torrential rain finally came down, and huge raindrops hit Steven's head densely. The rain poured down his neck, and the tide began to rise near the reef. He stood up and walked numbly. stumbling to the shore with his legs, wandering in the rain, saying "sorry!" to himself

He knew Vincent well. Emotionally, Vincent was an extremely stingy person. If he felt violated or betrayed, he would retaliate and kill mercilessly. However, for himself, he retreated again and again.Steven couldn't imagine the physical and mental torture he was going through while sitting on the edge of the roof, how he put his heart under the knife and cut it bloody in half in order to protect the love in the past. The love for Henry is carefully protected, but the other half is engraved with hatred for Steven. The heavier the shackles of love, the sharper the thorns of hatred.

After years of scrubbing, the love and hate in his heart tore each other and slowly scabbed, but he suddenly appeared in front of him, simply and rudely forcing him to admit the past, as if digging out that old wound and tearing his heart apart again. Heart.

"Steven, you are a selfish, cruel, and shameless person!" He scolded himself in his heart, wishing that he would be split into ashes by lightning and smashed into debris by the waves, so as to take back the harm he had done to his dear ones.

It was past 3:[-] midnight when Steven wandered back to Aymo Villa.

There was a faint light on the first floor of the villa, and the door was not closed. Steven pushed the door open, and saw Aimo in pajamas hugging a pillow, leaning on the sofa, his face was pale and haggard as the desk lamp beside him reflected.Hearing Steven enter the door, Aymo turned to the door, his worried eyes burst out with warmth.

Steven avoided Aimo's eyes guiltyly, lowered his head, and walked directly upstairs. Aimo's eyes followed behind him. Steven suddenly felt a chill coming out of his body, his bones began to tremble, and his muscles trembled. He became stiff, "Hache! Hache!" He sneezed several times in succession.

Walking into the bathroom, the jacuzzi was already filled with water and foam, and the water temperature was set at a constant temperature of 106 degrees Fahrenheit. Steven took off his clothes and lay down in the foam of the bathtub. His cold skin was massaged by the oscillating water foam. Caressing, the warmth penetrated into his pores bit by bit.

Aymo silently appeared at the door of the bathroom, turned off the light, and left only a dim yellow mirror lamp. He walked to the bathtub, slipped off his pajamas, stepped into the bathtub, buried his body in the water, and put his arms around Steven's waist , resting his chin on his shoulder, rubbing his hot cheek against Steven's cool face.

Steven's nose was sore, and he couldn't hold back the tears that burst out of his eyes. The salty tears flowed to Aimo's cheeks. Aimo quickly sucked it gently with his mouth. A river of tears surged in Steven's heart, but he couldn't help it. Dare to release it as much as you want, and then try your best to endure it back.He really wanted to say "I'm sorry", but Vincent's Henry couldn't speak!

Steven half sat up and leaned against the bathtub wall, put his arms around Aimo, and let him lean comfortably in his arms. The water in the bathtub bubbled with slight vibrations, making a "gul, gurg, gurgling" sound, monotonous As if hypnotized, Aymo rested his head on Steven's shoulder and closed his tired eyes from waiting in the middle of the night until the sky was dim.

Steven finally understands Aimo's feeling: "Every morning is a painful waking up from a dream." During the day, Aimo returned to the cold-faced president, full of prejudice and hostility towards the talking Steven, who hurt Vincent and Henry's love.

Aymo left Steven, stepped out of the bathtub, turned on the shower head, and rinsed off the foam.

Steven leaned against the edge of the bathtub, looking at him with stern eyes, until he dried his body and left the bathroom, then he murmured to his back, "Aymo, I'm sorry!"

He got up slowly, took a shower, got dressed, walked into the guest room, and packed his personal items. He didn't want to leave, he wanted to be Vincent's Henry in the darkness forever, but he knew that once the dream was pierced, it would be impossible to start again. continued.

After collecting all the things, he dragged the suitcase and walked out.

Steven pushed open Aymo's bedroom door.

Aymo stood by the window, looking motionless at the bay.

"Aymo, I'm leaving!" Steven said.

Aymo didn't look back.

Steven took the suitcase and went downstairs, put the key on the tea table of the sofa, and opened the door. In the morning after the rain, the sky was clear and the sun was clean.

Steven dragged his suitcase and walked slowly towards the seaside road.

While waiting for the taxi, Steven turned his head and saw Aimo standing at the window looking out, thin and lonely, and he felt a pang of sadness in his heart.Seeing him turn his head, Aymo moved away from the window.

……

On the Rainbow Bridge, Vincent came from the direction of the United States, and walked forward with difficulty against the strong wind. Above his head, the Stars and Stripes danced wildly in the wind. A few steps away, the Maple Leaf flag was rolling with the wind. Roaring swiftly, Niagara Falls flew straight down, raising thick fog in the air. He was wearing a white dress, and his thin body was swaying in the roar of the waterfall, as if he would be swept off the bridge by the strong wind at any time.

Henry came from the direction of Canada, and they met on the dividing line between the two countries. Vincent threw himself into Henry's arms happily, but Henry drew out a sharp knife and faced Vincent's chest.

Vincent stared at his round eyes in amazement. Blood overflowed from the handle of the knife, and his white dress was stained red. Henry pulled out the knife, and the blood sprayed like a waterfall, pouring over his head and face. He was like a crazy man. The demon picked up the weak Vincent and threw him into the river.

Vincent opened his arms, facing the sky, like a white swan shot by an arrow, holding a cloud-like mist under his body, his body sank slowly, Henry heard his sigh left in the air, and the mournful voice pierced the waterfall The roar of: “Henry, why?…I love you so much!”

"Hahaha!" Henry laughed ferociously on the bridge while holding a bloody knife...

Steven woke up suddenly and had another nightmare!

He was lying on the bed in his own apartment, his pajamas were drenched with sweat, and when he came back from Aymo's villa, he had a severe cold, a hoarse and sore throat, a high fever, and was groggy all the time. Nightmares lingered again and again.

When he woke up this time, he felt a lot more relaxed. He took his body temperature and it returned to normal.

He couldn't figure out what day it was, so he picked up the cell phone next to his pillow. The cell phone had already run out of battery. He plugged in the charger, waited for a long time, and started the cell phone.

As soon as the phone was turned on, the text message notification sound kept ringing, and there were dozens of missed calls. He checked the time first, and it was already 9:30 on Saturday morning. After he came back, he was in a daze for three days. How the day went, he completely forgot.

Look at the missed call alerts again, there are Tiffany's, Lucas', Aina's, father's, brother's, Millie's, Henry's mother Mary's.

He sighed, remembering the nightmare he had just had, got up from the bed, drank a large jug of water, and went to take a shower.

Just after taking a bath, he heard music playing at the door, and went to the door to pick up the video intercom and looked. There were a woman and a man standing beside the elevator door in the underground garage. The woman was Aina, and the man was Aimo.

He pressed the elevator door button, went back to the bedroom and hurriedly put on a T-shirt and jeans, the guests had already arrived at the door.

"Mr. Bronte, hello!" Aina walked in and hugged Steven, "I'm sorry I came here without an appointment. No one can contact you these days. Everyone is very worried. I asked Aymo to come with you." Take a look, and I'll send you an invitation to the center's thank-you dinner."

"Thank you! I just got a little cold. After sleeping for a few days, I'm back to normal today." Steven hugged Aina, but glanced at Aymo behind her.

Aimo's image is not the same as before. He took off his glasses, his purple-brown eyes are clear and bright, his golden hair has grown to a certain length, fluffed to one side of his head, and he wears tight dark gray underwear with a big V-neck , covered with a dark blue short denim shirt, a pair of black slacks, wrapped around his slender legs, and a pair of short leather boots on his feet.He no longer has a beard, his skin is still moist and smooth, and there are no traces of time. He is young and fashionable, like a college student in an art department.

"He's always so good-looking!" Steven sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Aymo.

The three came to the sofa, and Steven was about to pour coffee. Aina saw that he was much thinner than the last time we met, and his complexion was not very good at the moment, as if he had just showered, so she asked him to sit down After breakfast, Steven shook his head.

"Do you have spare food in the kitchen?" Aina asked.

"Yes." Steven replied.

"Then I'll help you make something to eat, and Aymo will chat with you."

"Oh, no..." Steven replied awkwardly.

Aina got up and went to the kitchen.

Aina was originally sitting between the two of them. As soon as she left, Aymo's breath surrounded Steven. He was flustered and didn't dare to turn his face to look at Aymo, so he could only look at the closed curtains opposite the sofa.

After sitting in silence for a while, he heard Aymo say softly:

"Tomorrow night's appreciation dinner, I hope you can come."

A gold-plated invitation card was stretched out in front of him.

"Thank you, I will go." Steven lowered his head and took it with both hands. On the invitation, there was Aimo's body temperature.

"You pay attention to rest." Aymo said.

"Ah."

After that, the two stopped talking until Aina returned to the living room.

Aina saw the invitation in Steven's hand, and said, "Mr. Bronte, breakfast is ready. Take care of yourself, we have to send invitations elsewhere, so let's take my leave!"

Steven had eaten breakfast and felt fully recovered, so he responded to missed calls one by one.

Tiffany asked if he could be her male companion to the charity appreciation dinner hosted by the Jones Orphan Center; Lucas asked him about some customer relations issues; both his father and Henry's mother asked him if he would go back for Christmas younger brother Larry discussed with him the issue of Shengxing Bank's year-end financial handling; Aina had already met, and the only person who did not reply was his ex-wife Millie.