Ichimori Peace

He stood by the window to take a look at the weather outside, and then came to the bed again.

Xia Xing hadn't woken up yet, but her complexion returned to ruddy.He stood aside, quietly looking at Xia Xing's sleeping face, with a smile on his lips. In fact, it was quite good for him to get along with Xia Xing like this, but unfortunately, time waits for no one.

He looked at the calendar and calculated that there were still three days left, perhaps not even three days.

His contradictory heart made him not know how to treat Xia Ying. He wanted to alienate Xia Ying, but he couldn't do it. He wanted to hurt Xia Ying, but he couldn't. After all, love brought him trouble.

Song Sen'an sat on the bed, lifted Xia Xing up, and put him in his arms.He thought, just let him touch the other person well, and there will be no chance after waiting.

He stretched out his hand to tease the broken hair of the other party, this action was so gentle and careful, it was a gentleness he had never had before.

Xia Xing's Yuyi was loose and fluffy, and he slipped it to his waist.He looked at the remaining hickey marks on Xia Xing's body with deep eyes.

Xia Ying woke up in a daze, and saw those familiar eyes, her heart ached.

Song Sen'an hugged him tightly, and asked softly, "You have had a fever all day, is there any discomfort in your body now?"

Xia Xing froze, trembling slightly, a little afraid of Song Sen'an, so she didn't speak.

Song Sen'an looked at him and knew that Xia Ying would become like this when he woke up, so he blamed him for torturing Xia Xing so much and reaping the consequences.

He lowered his voice and said apologetically, "I was in a bad mood yesterday and might hurt you, so don't be afraid of me, okay?"

Xia Xing was silent for a long, long time before nodding.He is like this, I don't know if he is really not afraid of Song Sen'an, or if he is not afraid of Song Sen'an?

Song Sen'an kissed Xia Xing lightly. This kiss contained his feelings, but it was unknown.

Xia Ying didn't hide or respond, as if she became timid.He was quietly embraced by Song Sen'an, looking out at the blue sky.

Seeing his obedient appearance, Song Anyuan was not happy.

He asked, "Xia Xing, do you want to go out for a walk?"

Xia Ying shook his head at him, but still didn't say a word, Song Sen'an frowned, he understood that Xia Ying was still afraid of him.

He let go of Xia Xing, and took the breakfast he ordered from the table, which consisted of clear porridge and some side dishes.

He said, "You didn't eat anything yesterday, now have some porridge."

Xia Ying stared at him and nodded.He shook a mouthful of porridge, blew on his mouth, and fed it to Xia Xing's mouth.

Xia Xing opened his mouth and drank the porridge in the spoon into his mouth. It was very fragrant and his throat seemed to be lubricated.But, he was very uncomfortable.

Song Sen'an started to be gentle with him again, so do you want him to forget the past?Forget the unfamiliar Song Sen'an?

He can't do it, can't do it.

Just like that, Xia Xing finished the porridge in one gulp, and got a satisfied smile from Song Sen'an.

Suddenly he thought, as long as he does things according to Song Sen'an's preferences, will Song Sen'an treat him as he did yesterday?

It must be so, Song Sen'an likes well-behaved people, so he will be a well-behaved person, and won't bore Song Sen'an any more.

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Xia Ying's words became less and less, Song Sen'an almost didn't talk to him, and he wouldn't talk to Song Sen'an either, Song Sen'an was very helpless about this.

After all, he wanted to make it clear to Xia Xing these two days, so that the other party should not be afraid of him, but Xia Xing always avoided him, so he had no chance to express his inner feelings clearly.

This miss was not caused by Song Sen'an, but by Xia Ying himself who avoided it. As for the last day, Song Sen'an no longer wanted to tell Xia Ying that sentence.

No, forgive me.

No, don't be afraid of me.

Rather, what Xia Xing always wanted to hear was that he liked him.

Yes, he likes him, and he likes him.

They are happy with each other, but he knows, he doesn't know, what a pity it should be.

Therefore, life will bring many troubles to those who love each other, so that each cannot reach the other shore.

Chapter 113

The next day, before dawn, Luo Shiwei came here. After Song Sen'an received the call, his first reaction was a headache.

He looked at the sleeping Xia Xing, hesitated for a few seconds, put on his clothes and left the room.

He went to the next door and grabbed Hong Danran and went downstairs.Hong Danran was afraid of him and kept trembling.

After entering the elevator, Hong Danran squatted in the corner in the closed space. Song Senan frowned, and then, ignoring Hong Danran's screams, he pulled him closer and said loudly, "When you see Luo Shiwei later, you are also going to Is it the attitude of a down-and-out dog? Or have you figured out how to be a dog these days?"

As soon as he heard the word "dog", Hong Danran's resentment was finally revealed. He stared at Song Sen'an, wanting to kill him.

Song Sen'an patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "You should show this expression, so as not to let others know the humiliation you have suffered, and then laugh at you."

Song Sen'an spoke mercilessly and hit the nail on the head, revealing his scars and reminding him of his unbearable self.He was angry, but he couldn't kill Song Sen'an, and even felt panicked.

If Luo Shiwei knew what he went through, would he humiliate him even more?

He just escaped from hell, and he doesn't want to go to the next hell, so he can't let that happen, that disgusting self, can't be known by a third person.

He looked at Song Sen'an, and suddenly shouted, "You must not tell Luo Shiwei about that!"

Song Sen'an raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Are you ordering me? Maybe you beg me, and I will keep that experience for you, what do you think?"

"You are delusional!"

"Okay, then I'll give him a clear description and show him the video tape by the way."

Song Sen'an's words surprised him, "Did you record it?"

Song Sen'an nodded with a smile, his expression didn't look like he was joking with him.

His face turned pale, as if he had fallen into icy water.Were all his actions recorded?

He was sick, feeling sick, then he looked at Song Sen'an angrily, raised his fist and hit Song Sen'an, but was blocked by Song Sen'an.

Song Sen'an smiled and kicked him hard. He knelt on the ground, again without dignity.

The boy has gold under his knees.

There was gold under the man's knees, but he didn't have it, all of which were destroyed by Song Sen'an.

"Please, please, or it will be too late." Song Sen'an smiled lightly, looking at him with no malice.

Hong Danran clenched his fists and didn't move. He watched the change of the elevator display and was tortured in his heart.

Beg, do not beg?

Such a simple problem is actually easy to solve, but he is unwilling to bow his head.

Submit, if you want him to submit, he doesn't want to, but he doesn't want Luo Shiwei to know what he has suffered.

Except for Luo Shiwei, except for letting him know.

"Please."

He lowered his head, his hands were bleeding.

Song Sen'an hooked the corners of his lips, responded, and then reached out to support him.

He was surprised, only heard the sound of the elevator door, it turned out that it was so.

I see.

He actually thought that Song Sen'an was kind, so stupid, so stupid.

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Luo Shiwei waited anxiously in the lobby, and there were five or six bodyguards standing beside him, all dressed in black, if they wanted to stand outside, they all blended into the night,

He looked at the elevator entrance, heard the sound, and moved his feet.

Seeing that Hong Danran was well, his heart was relieved, but he didn't move closer.

Song Sen'an walked towards him, pulled Hong Danran to him, pushed him into his arms, and asked with a smile, "Is it done?"

He nodded, seeing Hong Danran's thin face, he frowned.

He asked Song Sen'an, "Did you do anything to him?"

Song Sen'an glanced at Hong Danran, saw the fear in the other's eyes, shook his head and said, "What can I do to him, only you can fall in love with him."

Song Sen'an's usual smile was normal, but Hong Danran trembled and glared at Song Sen'an in hatred.

Luo Shiwei felt that he was thinking too much, probably because he was thinking too much, Song Sen'an made him afraid.

He said, "Since I have done what you asked me to do, I hope you won't embarrass us again in the future."

"of course."

But Song Sen'an's answer made him not believe it, so he left here with Hong Danran without further explanation.

This farewell is too rude.

Chapter 114

Dawn comes, wait and see early morning.Xia Xing stood on the balcony, looking into the distance.The wind raged against his face, but he didn't seem to feel it.

Standing on a high place and watching the sea is another feeling.He thought that a person jumping into it was nothing more than a grain of corn, perhaps even smaller than a grain of rice.

He stretched out his hand, not knowing what to grab, feeling empty, and his heart was also empty.

Song Sen'an stood behind him, hooked his lips, hugged him, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing."

Xia Xing lowered his head and tilted his body slightly. This movement made his V-shaped clothes reveal a large area of ​​fair skin.

Song Sen'an had a full view, his throat was dry, thinking that he actually had a desire for Xia Xing.

He stared at Xia Xing, looking at his clothes.Xia Xing's slender legs were wrapped in tight jeans, and a white shirt was worn on top, making Xia Xing elegant.

Xia Xing was nervous when Song Sen'an looked at her, and she always felt like she was going through a trial, worrying that Song Sen'an would frown.

Song Sen'an slowly looked away, and took Xia Xing's hand, "Come with me somewhere today."

Xia Xing was stunned, then nodded, vaguely looking forward to it, but afraid to look forward to it.

"Xiao Xing."

"Ah?" Xia Xing hesitated for a moment, looked at him blankly, and suddenly her heart beat faster.

Song Sen'an, call him Xiao Xing, not Xia Xing.

Did he hear wrong?Or hallucinations?

"Let's go, Xiaoying."

Indeed, he was called Xiao Xing.

Such an intimate name, is he dreaming?

When he pinched his face, it hurt a little, which made Song Sen'an chuckle.

"You, what a little idiot."

Only that gentle Song Sen'an would make a helpless voice to him.

He was dazed, rubbed his eyes, looked at Song Sen'an, and his mood improved.

In the past few days, he had been worried that Song Sen'an would get bored with him, so he handled things carefully, but looking at it now, Song Sen'an probably didn't hate him.

Okay,