Temperature difference

It was nearly eight o'clock when the sound of the password door opening sounded.

The lights in the living room were bright, waiting for the sleepy Jiang Yunxing to slowly open his eyes on the sofa, not yet fully awake, so he looked dazed.

"It's been a long time, brother..." Jiang Yunxing remembered the time Jiang Heyi had told him to go home, and compared it with this moment, he couldn't help muttering complaints.

Jiang Heyi placed the milky white shopping bag on the coffee table in front of the sofa.He didn't speak, and when he turned his face to look at Jiang Yunxing, Jiang Yunxing finally saw the strange cold expression on his face.

Jiang He stood still and stared at Jiang Yunxing who looked confused for a while, then stepped forward and pushed Jiang Yunxing who was sitting upright back to the back of the sofa.

Jiang Yunxing looked a little dazed with his eyes wide open, and his innocent and pure expression made people feel helpless.It seemed that he was healthy now, not tortured or harmed by his deranged parents.

Inexplicable resentment and powerlessness entangled and intertwined, turning into invisible hands, making Jiang He's chest numb.The familiar dark pajamas on Jiang Yunxing also seemed to be an eyesore, irritating Jiang Heyi's temples and eyes ached. He leaned on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and pulled Jiang Yunxing's collar with his left hand involuntarily.

Jiang Yunxing struggled as if terrified, his hands clenched tightly on the neckline that Jiang Heyi had torn open a little, he wanted to run away, but was pinned down by Jiang Heyi and couldn't move.

"Brother..." Jiang Yunxing was frightened into tears, and her voice trembled unavoidably, "Don't... like this."

"Why?" Jiang Heyi touched the corners of his slightly wet eyes with pity, but his tone was inappropriately cold, "Don't you like having sex with me the most?"

There were loving tears in Jiang Yunxing's eyes, he hugged Jiang Heyi in a panic, buried his face in Jiang Heyi's arms, shook his head and said in a low voice: "Well, now, now..."

Jiang Yunxing has a characteristic that easily softens the heart, and the voice of acting like a baby or begging for mercy is faintly nasal.But the soft and waxy voice failed to convince Jiang Heyi, he paused for a moment on the collar of his pajamas that Jiang Yunxing was wearing, and took advantage of Jiang Yunxing's unpreparedness, tightened his fingers and pulled down——

The dropped buttons bounced on the cold tiled floor of the living room, and the continuous crackling sound was like the sound of raindrops falling heavily.Jiang He lowered his eyes and saw clearly the scars on Jiang Yunxing's exposed skin whose jacket had been torn off.

Extending from the thin shoulders to the back, there are traces of bruises of different shades all over the white and greasy skin.Jiang Heyi couldn't tell whether it was caused by a whip or a stick, he only knew that those overlapping scars looked extremely shocking.

eighteen days.

Jiang He thought, Jiang Yunxing has lived here for eighteen days, but his injuries are still so obvious.He also thought about when these injuries were caused, how much strength was used by those who attacked him, and how many times they hurt him in total.

And these days, why did Jiang Yunxing wrap himself up tightly all day long, why he always woke up in the middle of the night, trembling and sobbing beside Jiang Heyi who was in a light sleep, why was he in a trance and behaved abnormally...

All questions have answers.

Feng Ru said that Jiang Yunxing escaped in Li Zhe's helicopter.

Cheng Haiyao lived in a large villa in X state, and Jiang Yunxing was locked in the most secret room.

The only ones who deal with Jiang Yunxing every day are a "gay correction" expert hired by Cheng Haiyao with a lot of money, and two nurses who accompany him on "calls".

Naturally, Feng Ru couldn't know all the hardships Jiang Yunxing had suffered, but when she relayed the story to Jiang Heyi, she still showed an open and undisguised expression of congratulation——

Fortunately, I went to Continent X with Li Zhe last month; fortunately, I was a guest at Cheng Haiyao's residence; fortunately, during the 10 minutes when Jiang Weiming arranged for them to meet with Jiang Yunxing, they noticed Jiang Yunxing's abnormality; fortunately, they stayed in X Continent for the last time. One day, Jiang Yunxing stole his mobile phone; fortunately, Jiang Yunxing dialed the mobile phone number on the note they secretly gave him; fortunately, they successfully rescued Jiang Yunxing on that silent night.

"Yun Xing doesn't look good, he's so fragile that he's about to disappear." Feng Ru told Jiang Heyi, "He was even afraid of me and Li Zhe, when I pulled his hand, he collapsed. screaming and struggling."

"We were afraid of alarming Grandpa Cheng and the others, so it took a lot of effort to calm Yunxing down. When flying in the plane, Yunxing didn't eat or talk. Not long after landing, he ran away by himself."

Feng Ru probably really cared about Jiang Yunxing, her eyes turned red as she spoke, she sniffed, and said with a choked up voice: "Fortunately, fortunately, Li Zhe installed a tracker on his new phone. He is in Mingzhu Cuiyuan, so we can feel more at ease."

It was difficult for Jiang Heyi to explain his feelings.

When Feng Ru said these words, his heart seemed to be soaked in an unknown liquid, being constantly squeezed and impacted, the soreness and bitterness he felt continued to intensify, and finally swelled and exploded, causing his whole body to become numb and lose consciousness.

He and Feng Ru were silent in the car.After a long time, Jiang He seemed to come back to his senses, and thanked Feng Ru in a slightly hoarse voice.

Feng Ru shook her head, got out of the car and turned back, and asked Jiang Heyi: "If Yun Xing gets better, can you ask him to call me back? I miss him so much, and worry about him so much."

Jiang Heyi is different from Feng Ru.

He didn't want to think about Jiang Yunxing, nor did he want to worry about Jiang Yunxing.Because missing and caring are not good and meaningful things to Jiang Heyi, so Jiang Heyi doesn't want to have them at all.

These days, he deliberately ignored Jiang Yunxing's state, and Jiang Heyi personally obliterated Jiang Yunxing's care.In fact, Jiang Heyi has always insisted on such cruelty.Because he knew he was not a good person, and he firmly believed that as long as he was bad enough to Jiang Yunxing, one day, Jiang Yunxing would let go of his so-called love for him, and return to be the heir of the Jiang family who is generous, carefree and superior.

For Jiang Heyi, love is the most vain and cheapest thing.Just like Jiang Weiming's deception and harm to Ji Minzi.

Jiang He thought, he will never need such a harmful product.

But the heart was still torn apart because of Feng Ru's words and the traces of cruelty exposed in front of her eyes.The evening wind of the summer night came from all directions, making Jiang Heyi's internal organs sore and tingling, full and empty.It seemed that he was suffering from an unknown disease, or was suffering some kind of torture.

With trembling hands, Jiang Yunxing had to pull up his clothes, and after covering up the scars that Jiang Heyi knew, he still pressed his face against Jiang Heyi's warm chest.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was 27 degrees Celsius, but Jiang Yunxing's hands and feet were cold as if he was in the cold winter.Tears followed his cheeks to wet the thin fabric on Jiang Heyi's chest, and he still had to hold back his sobs, as if he thought he could hide it, he lowered his head and repeated "I'm sorry" in a low voice.

Jiang Heyi's whole body was stiff, and he paused for a moment, wanting to stretch out his hand to open the collar of Jiang Yunxing's pajamas, to look at those marks again, or to help him apply medicine.But Jiang Yunxing clenched his clothes nervously and resisted, wrapping himself tightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Jiang Yunxing still apologized inexplicably, probably mustering up the courage, and finally looked up the tear-stained face that he wanted to hide from Jiang Heyi, crying in despair and collapse, "I know... ...I know now, my body is ugly...but, but brother, can you, don't...don't pity me..."

——Pray that you love me, cherish me, but don't pity me.

Don't just pity me.

Jiang Yunxing went to bed early that night.Maybe because he cried too much, when Jiang He left the bed, he didn't wake up like he did in previous nights.Sleep quality is slightly better than before.

Jiang Heyi didn't feel sleepy.He leaned his head back on the recliner in the study, and when he closed his eyes, Feng Ru's words and Jiang Yunxing's face emerged.

Is it the hobby of rich people to put people under house arrest at will and torture them wantonly?When Jiang He thought about it, he couldn't understand why Jiang Weiming and Cheng Xinni were so keen on this matter, they locked Ji Minzi up before, but now they also locked up Jiang Yunxing.

If Jiang Weiming regarded Ji Minzi as a stain in his life, and Cheng Xinni regarded her as a thorn in his flesh that could not be pulled out, then treating Ji Minzi like this was their means of revenge.

But what about Jiang Yunxing?

What kind of hatred does Jiang Yunxing have with them?Even if Jiang Yunxing did make a big mistake, shouldn't their first consideration be their own children?Could it be that the love and tolerance that Jiang Heyi saw in the past were all illusions. They could treat their own sons as cruelly as they would treat outsiders?

Jiang He couldn't figure it out, only the headache became more rampant at night.The sharp pain gently drilled through the nerves, forcing Jiang Heyi to wake up more and more.

Suddenly there was a slight movement from the direction of the door.Jiang He raised his eyes reflexively, and saw the thin and pale Jiang Yunxing took two steps back in panic like a frightened cat, and accidentally fell to the ground clumsily.

In a panic, he raised his head to look at Jiang Heyi who was in the study, his dark eyes were glistening, looking big and empty.

Jiang He walked closer together, filling the eyes that were in desperate need of filling.

Jiang Yunxing pursed his lips tightly and dared not speak, until Jiang He stretched out his arms to hug him, then he called Jiang Heyi in a low voice: "Brother."

Jiang He responded in a low voice, feeling Jiang Yunxing's cool hand wrapping around his neck, and his face moved closer to his neck.

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Jiang Yunxing explained to him proactively and honestly as if he had done something wrong, "It's just that I woke up and my brother is not here..."

Jiang Yunxing spoke in a very low volume, and his breath sprayed on Jiang Heyi's exposed collarbone, like a hot summer drizzle.It fell down densely, only soaking a small piece of skin on Jiang Heyi's chest.

He didn't speak fast, but he was in a hurry, and the grievance and fear in his voice could not be ignored: "I can't find my brother..."

As soon as Jiang He gently put him on the bed, the sharp and blunt pain in his head seemed to spread in an instant, and then all gathered into a violent wind, which made Jiang He's heart ache.

He pulled up the quilt to cover Jiang Yunxing, who was looking restless, and was silent for a while. Seeing that Jiang Yunxing still had his eyes wide open and refused to sleep, Jiang He took off his shoes and went to bed, and lay down beside him.

—and now I found it.