Vocal fetish

Yi Sheng took Wen Shun back to his room. Before that, he asked the servants in the mansion to find a family doctor to see He Xiao's leg injury, and told them to go to the study room on time to deliver to his father. meal.

I don't know if it's because of Yi Changhua and Wen Quran's sad past and Yi Changhua's last cry that made Yi Sheng realize that his father, who is as bloodless and tearless as iron, actually has a heart of flesh and blood.Yi Sheng felt a little sympathetic and cared about his father who had never looked at him in the past 30 years.

After Yi Sheng coaxed Wen Shun to fall asleep with red eyes, he once went to the study to see Yi Changhua.

At the door of the study was the afternoon tea prepared by Aunt Zhao, and there was no sign of the door being opened.Yi Changhua sighed and picked up the afternoon tea placed at the door, and opened the door and walked in regardless of Yi Changhua's consent.

Yi Changhua in the study didn't respond to Yi Sheng's arrival at all, he just stared intently at the thin sheets of letter paper on the table, tightly holding the ring in his hand and motionless.

"Don't forget to take your medicine." Yi Sheng said, but Yi Changhua didn't respond at all.

Yi Sheng had expected Yi Changhua to be like this for a long time, so he didn't feel frustrated, nor was he angry because he was ignored.

"Wen Shun's father's heart is on you, and he lives with you. You want to ruin this heart, ruin this life that Wen Shun's father gave you in exchange, let this heart—let Wen Shun's father die again Die once?"

After saying this, Yi Sheng put the afternoon tea on a corner of the table and walked out of the study.

Yi Sheng actually didn't know where Yi Changhua's medicine was, nor did he know how much or when to take it.But he knew that if it was for that person, if it was for Wen Quran, Yi Changhua would definitely let his life work hard to live on.

As Yi Sheng expected, after he walked out of the study, Yi Changhua's out-of-focus eyes finally gradually regained some clarity.He looked at the letter paper in front of him, then at the ring in his hand, and finally opened the drawer to take out his own medicines and took them on time.

After Yi Sheng arranged some trivial aftermath work, it was completely dark outside.And the weather changed just as they had seen before, the wind-blown windows made whirring noises, and the bean-sized raindrops crackled on the glass, like a disorderly and impatient impromptu performance, which made people listen There is only restlessness and manic mood.

It was impossible for them to get together for dinner like lunch. Yi Sheng asked Aunt Zhao to prepare the dinner and then asked the servants to deliver it to He Xiao and Yi Changhua who were in their respective rooms. Back to the bedroom.

When Yi Sheng returned to the bedroom with dinner, Wen Shun had already woken up. At this time, Wen Shun was sitting on the head of the bed, turning on the lamp on the bedside table, looking at the books he brought out from He Xiao's room. that book.

The corners of Wen Shun's eyes were still a little red and swollen, and his expression was a little gloomy.He frowned slightly, looking at the book with a little doubt and puzzlement in his eyes.When Wen Shun saw Yi Sheng coming back with dinner, Wen Shun closed the book and got up from the bed.

"You're back, that..." As soon as Wen Shun finished speaking, he subconsciously avoided Yi Sheng's eyes, staring at the unfamiliar words on the book in his hand, and waited until Yi Sheng put the dinner on the table and set the bowl Chopsticks, Wen Shun asked his own question with some hesitation.

"Uncle Yi and... He Xiao, how are they doing?"

"They're fine, I called the family doctor." Yi Sheng walked up to Wen Shun and held his hand, leading him to sit down at the small table in the bedroom, "Don't think so much, let's eat first."

The cook obviously put a lot of thought into this dinner. Whether it was the presentation or the color matching of the food, it was very pleasing to the eye, not to mention that the carefully cooked food just smelled delicious .

But no matter how delicious and tempting the meal was, Wen Shun didn't have the slightest appetite at this time, nor did he feel hungry at all.

All Wen Shun can feel now is uneasiness and inexplicable restraint, and the sense of distance that should have disappeared between him and Yi Sheng reappeared in Wen Shun's heart without warning.

"I'm not hungry..." Wen Shun pursed his lips, leaving the chopsticks on the table untouched for a long time.

How could Yi Sheng not understand what was on Wen Shun's mind, Yi Sheng sighed lightly, took his meek hand and stuffed the chopsticks over.

"I know what you're thinking, but you can't skip the meal. Let's talk after a little bit, okay?"

Wen Shun felt the reassuring temperature from Yi Sheng's hand, but no matter how Yi Sheng comforted him, he didn't have the slightest desire to eat at this time.

Wen Shun put the chopsticks back on the table, and said apologetically, "Sorry Yi Sheng, I really don't want to eat anything now..."

With that said, Wen Shun turned his head to look at the book he had put on the bedside table before.

"Yi Sheng, do you know what kind of book that is?" Wen Shun asked softly, "I don't know the words on it."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Wen Shun, Yi Sheng didn't intend to continue to force him. Yi Sheng hastily cleaned up the untouched tableware on the table, and then answered Wen Shun's question.

“Derproze? — Kafka’s German version of The Trial. I learned a little German at university. It’s about…a good guy who’s been framed and finally proven innocent but executed anyway.”

After Wen Shun heard Yi Sheng's explanation, he fell into silence again. After a while, he stood up, walked to the bed and sat down, and opened the book with a tea bookmark in it again.

"I never knew my father knew German, and neither did my mother... no, or rather my mother didn't tell me. It's strange that even if he were my father, I hardly knew anything about him. As far as I know, there is no feeling at all..." Wen Shun seemed to be talking to himself, his tone and voice became weaker and weaker, "But when I know the truth, I will still be so Angry... I even think I hate them a little bit. I'm sorry, obviously they are your relatives, but I..."

'They' refers to Yi Changhua and He Xiao.

Yi Sheng walked up to Wen Shun and sat down, stretched out his arms and put Wen Shun's head on his chest.

"I know, I understand... But it can't be an obstacle between us, can it?" Yi Sheng tried Wen Shun almost cautiously.

Wen Shun leaned against Yi Sheng's arms, but his heart was in a mess.After all, after knowing all the truth, it is impossible for him to pretend that nothing happened.Logically speaking, he and Yi Sheng should not continue to be together, but Wen Shun couldn't imagine what kind of life he would be reduced to if he left Yi Sheng.

Wen Shun has already gotten used to the temperature of Yi Sheng's body, and is greedy for all the experiences related to love that Yi Sheng brings to him.If all of this is lost suddenly, Wen Shun will not die, but it will be more sad than death.

"Don't leave...Yi Sheng...don't leave." Wen Shun gradually grasped the clothes on Yi Sheng's chest, begging.

"I won't leave you," Yi Sheng raised his hand to hold Wen Shun's hand on his chest, "Nothing can make me leave you, my father can't, Uncle He can't, not even myself, but You can't."

As soon as Yi Sheng finished speaking, Wen Shun suddenly raised his head from his chest, and kissed Yi Sheng without hesitation.

For the first time, Wen Shun took the initiative to kiss and deepened the kiss between himself and Yi Sheng.It is not a simple lip to lip, but a deep kiss in which tongues are entangled, saliva is exchanged, and breaths are fused together.

"I won't either..." The gaping text of the kiss panted for a moment, and said to Yi Sheng that it didn't need to be finished.