After being scummed by four men

He Zecheng didn't leave.

That man, He Zecheng, knocked him out that day, then poured some wine on him, and took them back after a hasty cover-up.

Then they started a cold war, or He Zecheng's unilateral cold war, and Xia Youjie was so humble that he didn't dare to ask if he was forgiven.

Xia Youjie looked at He Zecheng at work from afar. He has been particularly like a leader these past few months, holy and indifferent, like a high god.

Nanako and Mimiko are not going to school either, but are studying at the place where He Zecheng works, and He Zecheng teaches them personally.

The wisteria flowers on the corridor have long passed their flowering period and withered, leaving only bare green vines lying on the top of the wooden corridor.

Without the hanging flower ribbons blocking the view, Xia Youjie could clearly see the naughty sisters hanging their heads obediently and obediently, as well as the worship and worship of the congregation and guests.

Xia Youjie looked at the ice-cold clarity of his light golden double pupils, looked at him drooping his eyes, opened and closed his red lips, and talked to everyone coldly and briefly, watched him straighten his back, turn his head away, except himself.

Xia Youjie...Xia Youjie felt tormented, but couldn't help being fascinated by him.

There is a power outage tonight.

There is something wrong with the nearby power plant, and it is being urgently repaired. Normal power supply will be restored in this area by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.

Xia Youjie and He Zecheng rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a piece of candle, lit it and sent the children to bed first. After going downstairs, the two of them sat in the living room silently, watching the candle flicker from time to time, as if walking The bitterness at the end spread between the two.

Xia Youjie's hand moved quietly, trying to grab He Zecheng's hand, when a moth flew over and rushed into the flames.

For a moment, Xia Youjie had a dull feeling in his heart. He felt that he was like this moth, unable to endure any darkness. As long as he could get out of the darkness, he would be willing to die.

But he couldn't tell He Zecheng that 99 Yuki's visit and He Zecheng's willingness to separate from Wujo Satoru would support his dream. From these two points, it can be seen that He Zecheng must not like simple and straightforward Bai's killing, and willing to temporarily endure the darkness for the dawn of the future.

His lover is by his side but he can't understand him, and his close friends will definitely not agree with him. Xia Youjie feels a long and depressing loneliness.

Just when Xia Youjie was full of thoughts, He Zecheng got up at some point, took a gauze cover to cover the candlelight, and blocked all the attracted moths outside.

Xia Youjie stared at He Zecheng's actions in a daze, then watched him look at the side face of the candle indifferently, and watched him sit quietly on the sofa next to him again, Xia Youjie finally couldn't help it. grab his hand.

He Zecheng felt that his hand was gently covered by a big hand with a thin callus. He raised his eyes to look at Xia Youjie. Xia Youjie's profile was blurred in the flickering candlelight. The reflected candlelight in his eyes But it was clearly visible, looking at himself pleadingly and cautiously.

He Zecheng's heart trembled. He lowered his head and tried to withdraw his hand. Xia Youjie let him withdraw his hand in frustration at first, and then tightly clenched his hand as if to stop him. let go.

"Don't reject me, Cheng, please." He Zecheng heard him begging in a low voice.

He Zecheng suppressed the sadness in his heart, and said coldly to him: "Let go."

"I was wrong, I, I will never do that again," Xia Youjie sat down and pressed his forehead against his, begging in a low voice, "Don't be angry..."

"Where did you go wrong?" He Zecheng didn't like his soft words, but asked him indifferently.

"... You shouldn't kill ordinary people, and you shouldn't indulge Nanako and the others."

He Zecheng became angry all of a sudden, and he pushed Xia Youjie away: "You know it's wrong to do this, so you still did it? Huh?"

He Zecheng stood up from the sofa and wanted to leave, but what he didn't expect was that Xia Youjie hugged him regardless of his anger.

"Xia! Oil! Jie!" He Zecheng glared at him.

Xia Youjie said to him with a good temper: "Cheng, let's have a good talk." As he said this, his arms were tightly restrained on He Zecheng, preventing him from escaping.

"We have nothing to talk about." He Zecheng pressed his face against his chest, resisting the feeling of his heart beating like a drum, and said to him coldly.

Xia Youjie ignored his protest, pushed him onto the sofa, and started kissing him.

As soon as their lips touched, He Zecheng, who had the worst endurance, couldn't help but let out a "huh" first.

Xia Youjie paused, and then kissed him more passionately. The enthusiasm seemed to be trying his best to please him, which made He Zecheng's anger a little less.

"Uh, uh, don't take off my clothes." He Zecheng softly protested in the gap between kisses, wronged and angry, "You get up, it's so hot."

"It won't be hot if you take it off." The considerate Xia Youjie said nonsense in a gentle voice, and then hugged him.

That night, the two of them messed around from the sofa downstairs to the bedroom, that crazy energy seemed to want to get rid of all the loneliness and longing in the past few months.

In the end, He Zecheng had no choice but to forgive him after being tortured by this black-bellied guy crying and screaming.He Zecheng was ashamed and angry in his heart, but he didn't think that it was because of his connivance that Xia Youjie got a bad start.

It has been more than three years since the last quarrel and reconciliation. It is now October 2012. Nanako and the others were allowed to go to school by He Zecheng a year ago. In the past few years, Xia Youjie has not had anything wrong With the children's actions, the relationship between the two became more and more stable, and there was actually a bit of an old married couple.

Some time ago, He Zecheng rescued a ten-year-old boy while working. His parents were killed by the curse spirit. Power, followed He Zecheng stubbornly, stalking to get this kind of power.

Xia Youjie looked at this ordinary boy without spell power, his heart was full of indifference and hatred, but his face was gentle, he knelt down and asked him if he had anything else to add to the room.

Yes, Xia Youjie still hates ordinary people, and it has even become worse in recent years, but he has concealed it better in front of He Zecheng.

He was already smart and meticulous. If he really wanted to hide someone, especially if he was serious about deceiving someone, that person would never be able to detect any flaws.

Sure enough, He Zecheng helplessly pulled him up, not wanting him to face the cold face of a wolf cub.

Xia Youjie got up and put his arms around He Zecheng's waist and kissed him, but He Zecheng punched him in embarrassment.

Xia Youjie smiled on his face, but he thought in his heart that this child is already ten years old and still has no magic power, unless he has such a talent as Cheng, but such a case is rare in a thousand years, it can be said that this child There is no possibility of possessing magic power.

However, Xia Youjie didn't know that He Zecheng could do it, and let ordinary people have the ability of magic.

He Zecheng's spells could have changed the form of life, and after he awakened the domain, his understanding of his spells became deeper.

But He Zecheng was unwilling to do this, firstly because the child was obviously dazzled by hatred and suddenly gained strength, and he didn't know what he would do, and secondly because he always had a vague feeling that doing so would have some a side effect.

Nanako and Mimiko looked at the boy downstairs who was one year younger than them, with a look of sarcasm and playfulness on their faces.He Zecheng saw it and didn't reprimand them.He knew that after being imprisoned and abused by ordinary people who couldn't see the curse spirit, it was impossible for them not to have the slightest prejudice against ordinary people. He Zecheng only asked them not to kill people, and did not force them to do so. Ask them to treat ordinary people well.

The little boy's name is Toru Ichino. He looked at the sneering expressions of the girls upstairs, the worried expression on the face of the savior, and the gentle smile on the face of the man with strange bangs. I realized that these people are all the same kind as the savior, and they probably all have the same power.

My benefactor must have a way for me to have this power!Toru Ichino believed in it strangely, but it just happened to be wrong.

So Toru Ichino quickly broke the glass at hand, grabbed a piece of broken glass in their bewilderment, and put it on his neck.

"Calm down!" Xia Youjie spoke first, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to take a step forward worriedly. Immediately, Toru Hino reacted with a slight force in his hand, and a line of blood flowed down his neck up.

Xia Youjie hated him even more, and his heart was filled with killing intent.

He didn't notice Nanako and Mimiko's unnatural expressions when they saw Toru Ichino threatening Kazawa Makoto upstairs, and Kazawa Makoto's embarrassing expression.

Ichino Toru ignored Xia Youjie, he just looked straight at He Zecheng, his black eyes were piercingly bright, he knelt on the ground and begged He Zecheng:

"Please benefactor, help me again! I really need that kind of power!"

He Zecheng's face was very ugly, he pursed his lips: "If you have the magic power now, what are you going to do?"

"Kill that monster!" Ichino Toru replied without hesitation.

"Why?" He Zecheng asked him, sighing in his heart, as if he had returned to the time when he taught Nanako and Mimiko a few years ago, the kind of naivety and cruelty, it was very troublesome to teach.

"Because it killed Mom and Dad." Ichino Toru gritted his teeth and replied without hesitation again.

He Zecheng's face turned cold, and he continued to ask: "Tell me, if you were deeply hurt by ordinary people after you possessed this power, would you kill them?"

Ichino Toru really wanted to say no, but looking at He Zecheng's face, it was obvious that he would not pass the test, so he said slowly against his will: "No."

"You're lying." He Zecheng pointed out his loopholes coldly, "How can a person who regards power as a tool for revenge expect them not to use this power at will in a fit of anger."

Then He Zecheng showed a smile on his face, pointed at Xia Youjie beside him and said, "Do you know Mr. Xia You, his righteousness?"

He Zecheng is already 21 years old. He has already left the overly soft temperament of his youth, but because his facial features become more delicate after opening, he is even more indistinguishable from male and female.

He smiled at the little boy who didn't have much knowledge, and he was stunned by the laughter. He Zecheng still proudly said without knowing it, as if showing off:

"Helping the weak defeat the strong, isn't it great?"

Xia Youjie felt a little guilty when he heard it. As early as the third grade, his thoughts had actually changed, and he felt a little uncomfortable after being praised so fiercely.

However, Toru Ichino lowered his eyes and refused, "I don't understand the benefactor's truth." As he spoke, he embedded the glass into his neck with more force, and more blood flowed out in an instant.

"I don't understand, I just want to get strength," Toru Ichino looked at He Zecheng stubbornly, "Benefactor, please help me again! Please!"

Xia Youjie felt that this was impossible, and Ichino Toru was just ignorantly embarrassing Cheng, frowning and thinking about how to stop Ichino Toru, but after hearing He Zecheng's silence for a while, he suddenly agreed, Xia Youjie was stunned up.

"Okay, but you can't use it without my permission." He Zecheng responded, his expression pale and tired for a moment, and the Nanako sisters upstairs had quietly left at some point.

Ichino Toru was naturally ecstatic and agreed.

Then Xia Youjie watched in a daze as He Zecheng used his mysterious spell, which he had never told him, told Wu Wu, or told anyone, and watched Toru Ichino joyfully use the one he had just obtained. Power, a crazy idea came out of his heart unstoppably...

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I finished writing at 5 o'clock, I am too bad (cover my face

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