Boyfriend doesn't talk to me

If there was any further delay, more and more reporters would rush to the hospital, and Zhao Hui couldn't wait any longer. Zhao Hui took off his shoes, stepped on the toilet with his bare feet, and poked his head out of the ventilation window.

Next to the ventilation window is the sewage pipe. The material is still very new, so there should be no quality problems. Zhao Hui looked down again and estimated that it was about ten meters above the ground. Even if he accidentally fell down, no one would die.

He took a deep breath, turned his upper body out of the window, slowed down for a while, squeezed out his right leg with another push, and rode on the window sill. He glanced at it, and immediately sweated profusely. For the first time, he found that he was still afraid of heights.

There were no pedestrians in the alley below, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the green garbage bin next to the sewage pipe. It seemed that it hadn't been cleaned for a long time. Zhao Hui couldn't help but think in the worst direction: What if he fell, what would happen? He broke his leg, but he didn't die. Will he wait for help from passers-by, starve to death or watch the blood flow little by little?

A few more people entered the toilet, and the urinals were not enough. A young boy pushed the door of the single room: "How long is it?"

"It will be ready soon," Zhao Hui went all out, wiped the cold sweat from his palms on his clothes, clasped the window frame with both hands, and stretched his feet to reach the bulge at the connection of the sewage pipe.

The first step was successful. Zhao Hui stepped on it with his foot and pressed it hard, but there was no rupture. He was relieved and carefully put his other foot on it. Finally, his hands and legs were entangled with the sewage pipe.

Then just slowly climb down on the line.

Zhao Hui relaxed, only to realize that he was covered in sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his eyes were also sore from the sweat.

It's a pity that he has no free hands and feet now, and he doesn't have time to take care of these things for the time being. He slowly climbed down, and as soon as he climbed to the second floor, he saw a group of familiar people walking from the other side of the alley.

The crowd in the casino obviously noticed him too. The man in black at the head stood still, holding a cigarette butt between his index fingers, shaking the ash, his eyes narrowed: "I can run quite well."

Zhao Hui was shaking like sifting chaff, exhausted all his strength, this group of people is absolutely perverted, they cut a piece of skin on his ankle last time, and forced him to eat it himself, he was so disgusted that he didn't eat a good meal for three days.

The man in black raised his eyebrows: "If you haven't come down yet, do you want me to invite you?"

"No, no, you're always resting, I'll come down right away," Zhao Hui quickly laughed, and his hand moved faster, but somehow he stepped on a rusty iron nail at the connection of the pipe, and the nail was directly inserted into it. In the flesh, the pain made his eyes black, and he habitually let go of his hand, wanting to bend down to look at the wound.

As soon as he let go of his hand, his heart skipped a beat, his body leaned back uncontrollably, and he fell down straight.

The man in black took a step back in shock: "Fuck, this idiot is tired of working."

A thug stepped forward and kicked the lifeless person on the ground. Zhao Hui cried out in pain and tried to move, but found that his hands and feet could not be controlled.

The man in black knelt down and pressed the cigarette butt onto Zhao Hui's face, and the air suddenly smelled of burnt flesh: "It's not dead, you're lucky."

"Ah, give me a week, I promise, I promise to pay back the money." Zhao Hui's face was full of tears: "My son has money, and he has a lot of money."

"You've messed with your son like that, and he can still give you money. Think I'm a fool?" The man in black was speechless, and stepped on Zhao Hui's broken right leg: "You know, I hate people teasing me the most." Play."

Zhao Hui let out a shrill scream, rolled his eyes and passed out completely, a puddle of foul-smelling light yellow liquid oozed out from his crotch, the man in black immediately felt dull, moved his foot away in disgust, and lit a cigarette , waved at the younger brother: "Throw him into the trunk."

No one cared whether Zhao Hui was alive or dead, and no one treated his wounds. The thugs just grabbed him by the collar, dragged him to the side of the car, stuffed him indiscriminately, and closed the trunk.

The speed of the car was too fast and the road was very bumpy. Zhao Hui swayed with the car, and the broken bones in his arms and legs were also displaced. Sit in the front row and call Li Siqin to show that he has been arrested.

Li Siqin hummed, and casually ordered him to be locked up in the basement. He was in a hurry to go home to have lunch with the twins. How could there be such a thing as an empty guard.

Fang Jian restlessly cooked a table of dishes and waited for Fang Dong and Li Siqin to go home. During this period, he called Fang Dong countless times, but no one answered them.

When Li Siqin came back, he saw only one person, his eyes darkened: "Where's Xiaodong?"

"He...he played games last night, and he played too late." Fang Jian was very nervous, his fists were clenched tightly, and his fingernails were sunk into his flesh: "Now...he still hasn't woken up yet."

"You are very bad at lying." Li Siqin sat next to Fang Jian: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Fang Jian lowered his head, not daring to tell the truth, nor did he dare not to speak: "I..."

Li Siqin lost his patience: "If you don't say yes, if you don't say it, I'll let someone else find it."

Fang Jian bit the soft flesh on his lower lip, turned around, buried his head in Li Siqin's arms, his voice was crying: "I...I...I don't know..."

Li Siqin was soft-hearted, and put his arms around him: "I'm not trying to hurt you, don't be afraid, as long as Xiaodong doesn't steal people behind my back, I don't blame him, it's common for children to be playful."

Fang Jian didn't dare to say anything. Although he didn't go out to play with Fang Dong, he knew what he had done by looking at the traces left behind. He went to the Internet cafe."

Li Siqin is not stupid. On the contrary, being able to stand out from his father's bunch of illegitimate children means that he is very smart. Without saying a word, he took out a pair of handcuffs from his trouser pocket and handcuffed Fang Jian to the leg of the table: "You eat first. Go and call Xiaodong home."

Fang Dong couldn't go home until the sky was bright, and those people left one after another. The sheets and his body were covered with hard lumps left after the dirt dried up. There was no good flesh on his body, and the bottom was cracked, but the medicine effect has not completely faded.

Jack set up the camera, uncuffed Fang Dong, lifted his ankle up, and took a close-up.

Fang Dong moved his ankle lightly, feeling like ants were crawling on his skin, and really wanted Jack to touch it a few more times.

Jack put on plastic gloves and moved his fingers up: "It's so cheap, it can also react like this."

Fang Dong suddenly smiled: "Yes."

Jack also smiled, took out a business card and put it on the pillow: "Call if you want, that's all for today."

……

In the apartment, Zhao Yufeng and his wife were still sleeping in the cage after the activities. He Zhiyang listened to the corner for two hours, and his heart almost collapsed.

He opened the movie, bit the corner of the quilt, and stretched out his evil hands to his little brother.

Gao Cheng carried a lunch box and walked upstairs. The person said yesterday that he was fully responsible, so it shouldn't be too abrupt to bring a meal there today?He kept comforting himself: It is the responsibility of every socialist successor to take care of the basic necessities of sick patients, yes, yes, don’t be hypocritical.

When he reached the door of He Zhiyang, he was still too impatient. When the breeze blew, the door cracked open, Gao Cheng tensed up, and he stretched his head to look inside. There was no one in the living room. It's God's will.

God opened a door for him, and Gao Cheng had no reason not to go inside. He unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, took a deep breath, and took the first step.

Nothing happened.

The curtains were blown wildly by the wind, and there was a scent of laundry detergent in the air. Gao Cheng turned around and closed the door again, thinking: Fortunately, I met me. Sex is also robbed and suffered.

"Um……"

Gao Cheng heard a suppressed gasp, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that his luck would be so good today.

He Zhiyang watched a short movie with earphones, and followed the hero's left and right hands in slow motion, humming unconsciously when he was so happy, without noticing that someone was peeping.

Gao Cheng was startled by him: "Are you watching gv?"

"Damn", He Zhiyang wrapped the quilt in a hurry: "How did you get in?"

Gao Cheng didn't answer and asked instead: "Are you gay too?"

It's not scary to be smashed, whoever loves it will be embarrassed, He Zhiyang's face is sullen, his expression is super fierce, very fierce, very fierce: "Get out."

"I'm right." Gao Cheng smiled, approached step by step, stood beside the bed, and bent down: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have pretended for so long."

He Zhiyang was completely frightened and softened. At this time, not only did he not show any extravagance, but he was frightened, and said bravely: "Whether I am gay or not is none of your business."

Gao Cheng went straight to the mouth, sucked a small red bean and sucked it hard, expressing with his body what it was about him.

The sky was getting dark, He Zhiyang was looking at the smallpox, with tears in his eyes, thinking: people don't look like they are, they thought they were zero, if they had known it was a fierce one, he would never have wasted resources for so long.

Gao Cheng kissed the corner of He Zhiyang's eyes: "So wronged?"

Of course not wronged, He Zhiyang wanted to shake his head, but the dignity of No. [-] prevented him from doing so. Even though his heart was already happy, he still tried to look serious: "I tell you, breaking into a house and committing rape is against the law."

"Then what do you want to do?" Gao Cheng smoked an afterthought indifferently: "Go and sue me, and let the whole world know that I played with your ass?"

The words were too rascal, He Zhiyang's little eyes became excited, oh, what are you talking about, shouldn't you turn me into a rag doll at this time, and then threaten me not to call the police?

Gao Cheng put on his shoes and walked towards the kitchen with his lunch box in his hand: "I'm going to heat up the rice, I'll eat a few casual bites to fill my belly, and I'll go out for additional meals later."

He Zhiyang was a little disappointed: "Oh."