Imprisoned by the devil

"In order to live in a good and harmonious way, I must make it clear to you that it has nothing to do with you and me."

In case something unpleasant happened halfway through the time, it would be embarrassing to move out again.

"Okay, whatever you want, whatever you like!" Li Yan thought about it, anyway, the two will live together in the future, and there will be plenty of time to get along.

So after the two sides reached an agreement, Li Yan went to talk with the doctor. The doctor said that he could go home to recuperate, but he had to come to the hospital for related checkups on a regular basis. After all, Mu Li is a long-term thing. It is possible to get the hand back.

Before going home, the doctor specially taught Li Yan a set of arm rehabilitation treatment, which delayed some time. When he came back, he saw Mu Li wandering back and forth in the room nervously.

After hearing the good news of being able to go home, the joyful smile on Mu Li's face gradually solidified after a while. He returned to the indifferent and cold persona, still keeping that cold armor in front of the man.

He thought that the place where Li Yan lived was more luxurious than theirs, but when he arrived at the destination, what he saw was a two-story apartment building, but it was also the most upscale one.

But based on Li Yan's current status, shouldn't he live in that kind of luxurious seaside villa, and show himself how well he is doing by the way?

He looked at the man who had just got out of the car questioningly again, pointed to the apartment building and asked, "This is where you live?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Li Yan locked the car, took out a key from his pocket, glanced at him and walked forward.

But there were no footsteps following him from behind. He turned his head and found that Mu Li was still in a daze, so he walked over and knocked on his forehead with the key, "Why are you dazed here, why don't you go in."

"I said, Mr. Li, you live a very simple life. An evil capitalist actually lives in this kind of apartment building. You are really low-key."

"Whoever stipulates that I can't live in an apartment building. I don't like the house being too big. It will be too empty at night."

Li Yan didn't know why, living in that kind of multi-storey villa didn't feel comfortable, but like being imprisoned in a time and space. Speaking of which, he was not afraid of anything, but he was very afraid of being alone.

Especially during the five years when he left, he really hoped that the person he loved the most could accompany him, and now it seems that it is indeed not too late.

"Are you afraid?" Suddenly a fluffy head approached in front of him, obviously wanting to see him laugh.

Li Yan stretched out his index finger against his forehead and pushed it, then took his left hand and strode forward, "With you around, I won't feel empty."

Hearing these words was quite touching, and Mu Li throbbed for a while.

Then he realized that he was being led away blatantly, and the two or three people passing by all cast strange glances at the same time, he was so ashamed that he wished he could get into the hole.

He struggled 'painfully' in his palm, "Stop teasing in public, you are shameless and I want shame."

"What are you afraid of? When people ask me, just say you are my boyfriend." This person's cold and lazy tone made Mu Li really want to beat him up.

There were sparks in his eyes, and he was so angry that he blurted out "Pinch Mom".

"Now is a civilized society, do you think it's appropriate for you to look so refined but say such rude things?"

Mu Li took a deep breath, in front of everyone, it's better not to be rough, he still wants to maintain his gentle and elegant image.

In this way, Li Yan took him into the house with patience, and Mu Li roughly looked at the decoration style of the room.

The Chinese style has ancient rhyme and dim yellow tones, giving people a very warm feeling, but why does this style seem familiar.

Regardless of the furnishings and room design, everything was in line with his own ideas, and he was surprised that Li Yan's decoration was so tacitly in line with what he thought.

"Why is the style of this house so familiar?"

"Did you forget it?"

With a slightly downcast tone, Mu Li found that it perfectly matched the loneliness in the man's eyes.

"what?"

"Oh, it seems that you really forgot everything, you don't even remember what I promised you when I was in college." Li Yan mocked himself sarcastically, his eyebrows and eyes were even more cold.

Before Mu Li had time to think about it, he saw him put his luggage aside, took out a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, the pattern was a cute little panda, and threw them roughly in front of his feet.

Looking at the childish slippers, Mu Li asked, "Why do you wear such childish shoes for me?"

Although he does look like a little panda, the problem is that he is also a big man anyway, so what's the matter with wearing such cute cartoon slippers?

"Anyway, I only have this pair at home. Do you want to wear them or not?" The man's tone was cold, with a hint of impatience.

"Just wear it." Mu Li was angry and habitually used his right hand to change shoes, but his unresponsive right hand made him realize instantly.

He froze for a moment, frowned, and wanted to switch to his left hand to change shoes, but it was obviously not as convenient as his right hand, and there was no bench next to him, and he could only lift his feet up for the convenience of the distance between his hands, but his balance was not enough. Okay, his body is a little shaky.

"Okay, I'll come." Suddenly one hand slapped his left hand off, and then supported his feet and put them down, carefully changing his shoes.

Mu Li was dazed at that moment, maybe he didn't believe that the gentle and considerate man in front of him was that temperamental 'demon', maybe it was the second time he experienced the treatment of changing shoes again, but the two times were polarized.

The first time was in a physical education class, his shoelaces were loose, so Li Yan took the initiative to help him tie them. At that time, they were pure and beautiful.

Now that the scene of the past is repeated for the second time, it is tangled and flustered.

Afterwards, the shoes had been changed, and the man stood up from him, only to see a dumbfounded face.

"Don't be dazed, go in." He snapped his fingers in front of him, quite helplessly.

The moment he turned around, the long-lost 'thank you' suddenly sounded behind him.

The two quarter moons fluttered, and I was really happy in my heart, but then turned into a cold ice sculpture, "Come up with me, and have a look at your room." He said while holding the suitcase in his hand.