After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

Jiang Zhiyu slept deeply all night, he slept very comfortably, this was the most comfortable and peaceful night he had slept in these days.

It was already noon the next day when he opened his eyes, he half-opened his eyes, touched the back of Shen Heng's neck with his lips, and said in a deep and mellow voice, "Morning."

Shen Heng moved his body, he had already woken up, strictly speaking, he should have not slept all night.When Jiang Zhiyu fell asleep behind him, he wanted to get out of bed several times, but as soon as he moved, the arms around his waist became tighter. This person was afraid that he would run away even when he was sleeping.

"Are you hungry? I'll send someone to deliver food." Jiang Zhiyu rubbed Shen Heng's neck from behind. He didn't expect Shen Heng to talk to him, but said to himself: "What do you want to eat? I Remember you used to like seafood, don’t you?”

Shen Heng irritatedly changed his posture of resistance, and Jiang Zhiyu stroked his back, his movements were gentle, but his expression was a little sad: "Shen Heng, can you stop treating me like this."

"I don't like to eat seafood." Shen Heng suddenly said coldly, Jiang Zhiyu paused, and then heard him continue: "You like it, you never bothered to care about others, why bother to pretend now Show me some affectionate tricks?"

Jiang Zhiyu was embarrassed by what he said, and he pursed his lips: "I didn't know before, but in the future..."

"No future." Shen Heng sat up from the bed, "I won't believe you either."

He got up and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

Jiang Zhiyu stared at the closed door, feeling that it was closed tightly just like Shen Heng was stingy with the love he gave him now, unwilling to leave him a single gap and hope.

Shen Heng lowered his head and washed his face with cold water. In the depths of winter, even though he was in a room with a constant temperature, he was so excited that he shivered. With his hands on the washstand, he looked at his haggard face in the mirror due to lack of sleep. , A deep sense of powerlessness surged in my heart.

As long as he thinks of Jiang Zhiyu now, all he recalls in his mind are the pain, humiliation, tears, and all the past that he can't let go of.Even the little things that made him feel happy, warm and happy in the past are extremely ironic when he thinks about them now.

There was a light knock on the door, followed by the sound of the doorknob being turned open.

"Why don't you use hot water, isn't it cold?" Jiang Zhiyu hugged Shen Heng's waist from behind as if he couldn't do without him, and raised his hand to wipe the cold water stains on his face.

"Do you know, after you left, I didn't dare to come back here for a long time." Jiang Zhiyu put his chin on Shen Heng's shoulder and whispered softly: "There are people we lived together everywhere here. Shadow, as soon as I saw them, I couldn't help thinking about you, but at that time, I didn't dare to admit that I liked you, so I could only solve the problem by escaping."

He stroked Shen Heng's chin, and looked at him from the mirror: "Just like the mirror in front of you now, as soon as I saw it, I remembered that I held you here after you took a shower, and you obviously couldn't control it. I couldn't stop crying, but still looking at me, calling my husband, holding my waist and unwilling to let go..."

"Enough!" Shen Heng felt ashamed as if he had been stripped naked on the spot. He interrupted Jiang Zhiyu's memory, "I don't want to hear you say such boring things."

Jiang Zhiyu was a little disappointed, but he still exhaled softly: "Shen Heng, sex is not difficult to talk about, we have always been very happy before, do you really miss me at all?" He skillfully rubbed Shen Heng's waist side.

"Have you finished touching? Let me go home after touching." Shen Heng looked at him coldly.

Jiang Zhiyu's enthusiasm was poured thoroughly by such a sentence, he stared deeply at Shen Heng with those dark eyes, his face was ugly: "This is your home."

"You can tell Yu Xiao about this." Shen Heng's tone was flat, and seeing Jiang Zhiyu's face darken a little with his own eyes, he felt a kind of revenge-like pleasure in his heart.

Not long after he left the bedroom, someone delivered meals at the door. Jiang Zhiyu had already sorted out his emotions at that time, took out the meals one by one, and went to call Shen Heng.

Compared with before, this feeling of swapping identities made Jiang Zhiyu feel strange. He called Shen Heng, and saw the person coming down after a while, which made him feel a little happy and warm, as if they really It's like starting to live seriously.

Shen Heng ate a few mouthfuls casually, feeling that his body gradually regained his temperature and energy, he put down the bowls and chopsticks and went to the sofa in the living room to sit with his body curled up.

"Let me watch a movie with you." Jiang Zhiyu walked to him and sat down, reached out to pick up the tablet under the coffee table, opened the video software and looked through it: "Is there anything you want to watch?"

Shen Heng didn't speak, and Jiang Zhiyu didn't feel embarrassed, he flipped through it casually, found a romance movie, wrapped Shen Heng in his arms, and watched it in this posture.

The film is literary and artistic, or foreign, and it looks quite boring. Jiang Zhiyu watched it for a while, and found that Shen Heng's eyes didn't glance at the screen at all, so he threw the tablet aside.

"It would be great if it could be changed back to how it was before." Jiang Zhiyu was silent for a long time before sighing softly in Shen Heng's ear.

Shen Heng's expression moved slightly.

He is now very fortunate that Yu Xiao was able to come to him at that time, so that he could see clearly and see through earlier, and get out as soon as possible while he still has room to get out. If it is a few years later, he is not sure whether he will still be so determined Leaving Jiang Zhiyu.

Halfway through watching the movie, Jiang Zhiyu hugged Shen Heng and fell asleep for a while, regardless of the time, he slept until it was dark, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Shen Heng also fell asleep in his arms. The temperature in the room was high, and the two people who were nestled together were warm. Jiang Zhiyu looked at Shen Heng's sleeping face for a while, and was a little happy. He leaned forward and kissed her. Those ruddy and beautiful lips rubbed against each other gently.

Shen Heng didn't wake up, but frowned and tilted his head. Jiang Zhiyu was a little emotional. He stretched out his hand to stroke Shen Heng's neck. His fingertips slid down his smooth neck, touching it gently, but he touched a soft spot at the collarbone. Some uneven skin.

He opened his eyes, and carefully opened the neckline, the slightly ferocious skin made him startled.

This brown scar with the length of his thumb, if you look carefully, you can still see the outline of the previous birthmark, but it doesn't have the stunning visual impact from the previous one, but there is a scar that is uneven even to the touch of.

He remembered the time at Shen Heng's house, when Shen Heng broke free from his hand, ripped off his collar fiercely, told himself that he had washed the birthmark, and that he wanted to end with him completely. It still terrified him.

In a sense, he was the one who forced Shen Heng to have the birthmark removed, and it was he who left such a hideous scar on Shen Heng's body.

The ripple of warmth that had just appeared in his heart disappeared without a trace, replaced by a layer of thick, deep sadness and remorse. He sat where he was, feeling more and more at a loss.

He stretched out his hand to help Shen Heng fasten the top layer of buttons on his clothes. Shen Heng moved his neck and felt his chin itching, so he touched it sleepily, but his hand was gently held from the side.

He woke up and saw Jiang Zhiyu's face in a trance, thinking that he was probably dreaming, until the temperature from his hand gradually became real, he opened his eyes and saw the person who was holding his fingers with him, staring seriously at the side he.

"Let go." He just woke up, his tone was still very lazy.

"I'm sorry, Shen Heng." Jiang Zhiyu apologized to him in a low voice without moving his hands as if he didn't hear.

Shen Heng didn't speak, he didn't know if Jiang Zhiyu wanted to do something to him again because of his inexplicable behavior.

"I just saw... that piece of skin on your collarbone." Jiang Zhiyu was afraid of irritating Shen Heng, so he tried to speak softly and softly: "Do you still hurt?"

Shen Heng touched himself subconsciously. When this area was infected before, he suffered a lot. If the movement was a little wider, it would split open and bleed. Every day when he took the medicine, it was the same as when he was tortured. In the past, it has healed now, but the scar recovery period is still very long.

He glanced away lightly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"I'm sorry, I made you like this." Jiang Zhiyu's heart didn't relax because of this sentence, but Shen Heng's calm tone made him inexplicably feel that he must have I have suffered a lot.

"Do you always say these things are useful now?" Shen Heng sat up straight and took a deep breath: "Jiang Zhiyu, you didn't like me when I was here, but now that I'm gone, you can't do without me again Who are you showing it to? Do you feel guilty so you made it for yourself? Then let me tell you, you don’t have to. In the future, you will continue to be your second young master Jiang, and I will still be the little lawyer you look down on. I'm not one of you, so let me go, and let yourself go too."

Jiang Zhiyu's face turned green and white, and the two slaps his father gave him in front of his mother and brother didn't make him feel hot, embarrassing, and hopeless. .

He shook his head: "I don't want to show it to anyone, I just want you to look back at me again, and I want us to go back to the past..."

Shen Heng sneered: "Go back to the past, let me continue to be humiliated by you like before?"

"No." Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were covered with a layer of unresolved sadness: "I will treat you as a lover, as the closest person, and I will never make you suffer, let you feel sad, I can swear , I also want to go abroad to get a marriage certificate with you..."

His face suddenly turned red, as if he was a little shy: "I want to have a legal and blessed relationship with you."

"Why are you more childish now than I was when I wanted to have a good relationship with you." After Shen Heng finished speaking, regardless of Jiang Zhiyu's injured expression, he turned around and didn't look at him again.

The room was quiet for a while, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Jiang Zhiyu thought it was Xiang Yi who called over for dinner on a regular basis, walked to the door and took a look, but saw a familiar figure that made him instantly irritable.

Song Chenghao was extremely anxious. It was already evening when it was his turn to defend the dissertation yesterday. The tutor asked a few more questions and asked him to revise it. It was already late at night when he returned to the dormitory and finished several revisions there. Afraid of disturbing Shen Heng, he sent him a WeChat message saying that he would go there tomorrow.

The next morning, Shen Heng still didn't reply to his message. He felt strange and made a call, but the phone was turned off.

I hurried to Shen Heng's house, but found that the door was locked and there was no one in the house.

He walked around a few times like an ant on a hot pot, and there was no sign of Shen Heng, so he went to the property of the community to check the surveillance, and found that Shen Heng was taken away by Jiang Zhiyu, his whole body was in cold sweat Out of nowhere.

He called He Yue immediately and asked him if he knew where Jiang Zhiyu lived. After getting the address, he thought about it and went to the police station to call the police. He came with the police.

Jiang Zhiyu could only see Song Chenghao from the cat's eyes. He cursed in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

Before Jiang Zhiyu could tell Song Chenghao to get out of here, the two policemen who appeared on the left and the right rushed into the door and held him down.