private romance

The world is extremely romantic.Before the snow fell, it just buried the dark night of the long years.

It's just that I don't know tonight, when will I see the tenderness of the day again.

Mu Chenyuan didn't know how long he had been here, maybe not for a long time, it's just that when people are in the dark, they don't have such a precise perception of time.My mind is in chaos, and I don't understand why things have developed to this point anyway.

Everything happened too fast, he immediately fell into this eccentricity from the normal life of an ordinary person, as if it took only one love.

He was terrified and flustered, but his disabled body made him powerless.Maybe this is just an excuse, Mu Chenyuan already has a vague perception that Song Mingzheng is definitely not someone he can afford, that's why he has those madness and paranoia that he doesn't even bother to cover up, so it has nothing to do with whether he is disabled or not. It doesn't matter anymore.

Maybe it's just that he was unlucky, and there will be people who are lawless.As if returning to the ancestors, killing and killing at will to judge the life and death of similar creatures.

Strictly speaking, Mu Chenyuan's environment is not isolated from the world.Apart from spending most of the day in absolute darkness, he received no real sexual punishment.

A nutritionist will come to deliver meals for him every day. Although he can't see the specific things, the taste is actually very good in his mouth.Although there is no nurse by his side, he can't do it himself because he can't see, but there are servants who come to take care of his body every day, so that he won't be suffocated to death because the urine bag is full.

It's just that for Mu Chenyuan, this kind of life is still like a prisoner in a prison.

Because he was afraid that he would struggle to escape, even if Mu Chenyuan's lower body was paralyzed, someone would come and tie his hands up before eating and taking care of his body every day.In the beginning, Mu Chenyuan really resisted. He didn't want to be restrained at all, so he struggled very hard.But as Song Mingzheng said, because of the order, if he is disobedient, bodyguards will come and beat him up. It will not cause serious injury or death, but it will be very tortured.

Not to mention the pain, it is also a great trauma to the spirit.

After a while, Mu Chenyuan finally figured it out.If he still wanted to go out, he had to live first, and only by living could he have hope. This was something he understood many years ago.Therefore, he no longer resisted eating every day, and seemed to be a lot obedient, but after regaining his sanity, Mu Chenyuan was always thinking about how to escape, and then asked the outside world for help, and asked the police to expose Song Mingzheng's crimes.

I must not be the only one suffering, he thought so while eating.

Although he still didn't understand who Song Mingzheng was, and whether he was that kind of trembling demon.But it's hard to imagine that people can regain their senses after the chaos. This is also thanks to Yu's experience of wandering when he was young, and he is always more determined than ordinary people.

When he was a child, he didn't die on a winter night full of hunger and cold, so he believed that he wouldn't die here now either.

There are a few short times a day when you can see the light, that is, when someone comes in from outside, whether it is to deliver food or help him change the urine bag.So Mu Chenyuan knew where the door was. Although it was only for a short moment, he was afraid that he would lose his sight after a long time, so whenever someone opened the door outside, he would try his best to take a look and try to get used to the light. .

Song Mingzheng didn't see him once. He didn't know how long time had passed, but he still couldn't find a way to escape. Whether his disability affected him or not, it didn't change the fact that he must be imprisoned here now. fact until.

Until that day, it was the first official meeting in their lives.But Mu Chenyuan didn't feel any special excitement or sense of conquest, but instead felt a kind of powerlessness that was deeply crushed.

He finally understood that someone would be so confident in love.Maybe it's because they are so confident in each other, but that's something Mu Chenyuan can't understand.

Song Mingzheng never gave him such a chance.

The continuous cloudy days in the East City ended, but the rain seemed to have come to the West City again.

This year's rainy season is really too long.

When He Tingzhao was carried out of the car, he had basically lost consciousness for a short time. He leaned against the headrest for a long time before he could catch his breath.

When the blood oxygen saturation had just stabilized, he had already learned what was happening outside for the first time.In fact, it was not too surprising, that day he clearly saw Mu Chenyuan through the glass.

So, with the help of his understanding of Song Mingzheng, He Tingzhao can probably guess everything from now on.He originally didn't want to delay these few days, but he really couldn't get out of bed.You can't talk too much with the attending physician, otherwise Song Mingzheng will know, and he will be unhappy.

But after thinking about it carefully, He Tingzhao sighed softly again.No need, really no need.

Most of his body has not recovered, He Tingzhao is really weak.Song Mingzheng basically didn't let him ask anything in the past, just because he was worried that he would be too tired.Facts have proved that this is correct. During this period of time, because of these complicated and trivial matters, his own efforts have accelerated his illness a lot.

The nurses carried him to the wheelchair first, taking advantage of his momentary unconsciousness.The two hurriedly lifted the oxygen machine down to the back of the electric wheelchair, and another person buckled the oxygen mask for him at the same time.After He Tingzhao leaned back on the wheelchair, one of them gently raised his frail and slender arms, and the other nurses had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately covered the prepared blanket from under his armpit, completely covering his paralyzed body. The whole thing is tightly wrapped, only a little bit of drooping toes is exposed.

At this time, everyone naturally did not dare to move, they could only wait for He Tingzhao to recover before making the next decision.They are already very proficient in doing these things of care, and they are very familiar with their master's body.The two nurses immediately knelt down to massage his legs and feet. He was paralyzed for too long, and He Tingzhao's muscle tension was not obvious, and he didn't have those big spasms and jumps.The limp, paralyzed feet wrapped in nursing socks hung limply, swaying gently with the gravity along with the soft flesh of the calf.Because of the slight retraction of the toes, the pair of paralyzed feet became a half-moon shape, but they looked much smaller. Only by pressing them down from the arched instep, they were passively flattened and became like normal people's legs and feet. Only when the size is the same can the original size be seen, so the paralysis is particularly obvious.

Another nurse quickly massaged his chest.Make a circle around the heart, slowly spread to include his left shoulder, and massage gently throughout to relieve the burden on his heart.Although in fact this will not make He Tingzhao much better, but at least it is better than nothing, and more importantly, it is also an explanation for Song Mingzheng.

They didn't need to do this kind of work before, it was just the result of the rapid development of He Tingzhao's condition within this year.

"Okay...okay."

After a while, He Tingzhao finally responded with a dry voice.The oxygen mask on his nose is very uncomfortable for him. If he wears it for a long time, his mouth and nose will become red, swollen and broken, which will also affect his speech, "Change nasal oxygen...give it to me."

In fact, I don't know whether it is because it is uncomfortable to wear, or because he is going to see the child.

He Tingzhao blamed himself to some extent in his heart, such a grown-up person, why is he still so childish.But he couldn't let himself show his weak side, after all, it more or less represented Song Mingzheng's face, whether it was to meet this person, or to meet many people outside during the feast.

The nurse changed his nasal oxygen as promised, and a thin green tube was connected from the back of his head, which was indeed much more convenient than a mask.It's just that it's easy to go off track, and He Tingzhao will feel a little uncomfortable.

But he doesn't really care, what he can bear is nothing.

It is said to be a dungeon, but it is not exactly.Xicheng Bieyuan is a huge building complex.All the nearby villas were purchased by Song Mingzheng's father and then connected together. The surrounding area is heavily guarded and the security facilities are in place. It seems to be a small private kingdom.

He Tingzhao is half of the owner here. Although he spends most of his time in the main building, he can naturally travel anywhere here.He seldom goes to some places, partly because of his health, the building complex is too big for him, and some places are not allowed by Song Mingzheng.Although Song Mingzheng never told him clearly, most of the time He Tingzhao didn't need to make too obvious hints to understand.

The one in the westernmost corner is the torture hall that the Song family once set up privately, and the dungeon is below.Those who have offended the Song family, or have a relationship with them, will naturally be dealt with according to their Taoist rules.

The rules have reached this generation, and it is the third master who has the final say.

People have been tortured, and if they have any breath left, they will be thrown into the dungeon. Whether they die or live depends entirely on God's will, and it also depends on Song Mingzheng's mood.

He Tingzhao came here for the first time after being injured, and the last time was many years ago.At that time, he had to put away his kindness and fear, stay by Song Mingzheng's side, and try his best to turn himself into a cruel-looking person.

As time goes by, not only people are still there.

There is a little emotion in his heart, but he rarely gets stuck in this emotion and cannot get out.He Tingzhao nodded sideways, he couldn't turn his neck too much, the nurse hurriedly got down and kneaded it for him.

"Go in."

His voice is not loud, falling into the ears of others, it is not as good as a gust of wind blowing in the distance, but every time he does what he says, there is almost no room for turning around.But even knowing this, the nurse was still very worried, so he whispered, "Young Master He, it's very cold inside, we need to be healthy. If the third master knows, we should worry again."

"Tell me, why doesn't he know?" He Tingzhao smiled lightly. He spoke every word slowly to breathe steadily, but he still tried his best to be heard clearly.The young man who was seriously ill for a long time was leaning on the high headrest of the electric wheelchair, his face was pale but still tender, his brows and eyes were slightly drooping, and there was a bit of helplessness and petting in his words, "I'll wait for him to come back later, I still have to coax him." His. It’s okay, I’m here, he’s so coaxing, I won’t blame you.”

"Push me in."