Quick Wear: The first person to love the host

The car drove all the way.

Su Ziyu and Su Zilai sat on each side in the back row, and the empty space in the middle was like the boundary between Chu and Han.

Su Zilai's mind was filled with Xi Yuyi's eyes that were similar to his own. He couldn't figure out whether it was a coincidence or intentional. However, when he saw the other person's annoyed expression, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

At the Su residence, it was supposed to be time to turn off the lights and rest, but now the lights are still on.

As soon as the two brothers entered the door, they heard a loud and powerful scolding, "Rebellious son, kneel down."

Su Ziyu knelt at the door very frankly. He believed that there was nothing wrong in liking someone, even if the other person was a man like him. Love is love.

He straightened his back, "Dad, I like him."

Su Zilai, who came in with him, stood to one side. He didn't expect Zi Yu to be so direct and not even give the old man any way out. He was about to help persuade him, but was stunned by a look from Su's father.

Father Su was so angry that his fingers were shaking. He knew that his son had always been out of control and got into all kinds of ridiculous things, but he had turned a blind eye to it all these years, except this time.

His Su family was counting on Su Ziyu to carry on the family line, but instead he imitated those shabby people and engaged in homosexuality. It was totally outrageous.

He swung his palm and slapped Su Ziyu in the face without holding back.

Su Ziyu was also tough, and took it head-on. His fair cheeks instantly turned red and swollen, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and he looked very miserable. "Father, if beating me can make you feel better, then I am willing to take it."

This is simply adding fuel to the fire.

Su's father felt a little uncomfortable at first. After all, he was hurt by the beating on his son. But when he saw that Su Ziyu showed no remorse, he became furious instantly.

"Okay, okay!" Father Su laughed in anger. "It seems that you are determined. For an actor, you made a scene and made everyone laugh at my Su family. I might as well beat you to death today and put an end to it all."

He ordered someone to bring the family sword, which was a stick two fingers thick. It used to be placed in the living room at home. Every time Su Ziyu got into trouble, Su's father would point at the stick to scare Su Ziyu, but he never really used it on him once.

Su Zilai saw that the old man was serious about it, so he stepped forward and snatched the stick from the servant, "Father, Ziyu has been weak since he was a child, how can he withstand this stick? Please think twice!"

It would be better if you didn't try to persuade him. If you did, he would get even angrier.

Su's father thought that he was being insincere, so he had Su Zilai restrained and hit him on the back with a stick.

After one hit with the stick, Su Zilai's face changed.

He regretted standing up for his troublesome brother, forgetting that even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. As an adopted son of no status, why should he worry about his father beating his son?

He groaned and gritted his teeth to force himself not to show any fear.

Su Zi wanted to speak at the door, his lips were unclear, but his voice was loud and clear, "Father, I am responsible for my own actions. If you want to hit me, go ahead! But even if you beat me to death, it can't change the fact that I like men."

After these words were spoken, Su Zilai's expression was a little complicated. He didn't expect Su Ziyu to say that.

Father Su was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He had been in the business for so many years and had a sharp eye. Naturally, he could tell that the other party was not lying. "You useless and annoying thing, do you think you can hide from me?"

Father Su walked to the door holding a stick. Although he was usually busy with work, he never neglected physical exercise. At this moment, he was furious and did not care about the severity of his attack.

After hitting him with a stick, Su's father asked him, "Do you admit your mistake?"

Su Ziyu felt a burning pain on his back, "Father, I am not wrong."

Soon, the second stick fell.

The third stick fell.

...

Su Ziyu's body trembled countless times, and he was about to fall, but he still managed to maintain his kneeling position with difficulty. His lowered hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were digging into his palms tightly. He didn't know when his lips were bitten, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, staining the front of his shirt red.

Father Su's arms were a little sore. He panted slightly and questioned the person on the ground, "Rebellious son, do you still not know your fault?"

Su Ziyu was numb from the pain, his head was dizzy and his vision was blurry. What kept him going until now was Xi Yuyi's gentle smile in his mind. He couldn't let Brother Yu down.

His lips trembled twice and he uttered with difficulty, "Son... is right."

When Su's father raised the stick again, Su Zilai broke free from the servant's grip, ran over and grabbed one end of the stick, "Father, that's enough, are you going to beat Ziyu to death?"

Su Zilai never thought that one day he would actually sincerely plead for Su Ziyu.

He was only hit once with the stick, and his back was aching terribly at this moment. One can imagine how painful it must have been for Su Ziyu, who was hit so many times with the stick. However, the other party never admitted his mistake, and he admired him for this alone.

Father Su was so angry that he lost his mind. It was not until Su Zilai stopped him that he came to his senses. Looking at his son who was beaten half to death on the ground, he could no longer hold the stick in his hand.

He...how could he be so cruel!

Su's father was overwhelmed with guilt and worry. He quickly ordered someone to find a doctor, and instructed a few servants to carry Su Ziyu back to the room. He then sat on the sofa in a daze.

Seeing Su Ziyu being helped upstairs by the servants, Su Zilai thought for a moment and followed.

Su Ziyu's room is the first room on the right on the second floor. Although he has not been back for a long time, the room is cleaned by the servants every day, so it is very clean.

Su Ziyu lay on the bed with a pale face, having already fainted.

The skin on his back was torn and blood soaked through his clothes. The servants wanted to cut off his clothes with scissors but couldn't do it. They could only look to Su Zilai for help, "Master, please look..."

Su Zilai took the scissors and walked to the bed. The strong smell of blood instantly rushed into his nose. He gritted his teeth and picked up a corner of the clothes and cut it.

His skin and clothes were stuck together, and even though Su Ziyu was unconscious, he could not avoid the unbearable pain, and he could not help but moan.

The clothes were cut open, revealing a bloody mess.

The servants were all worried about the young master. Su Zilai was close and saw the most clearly. His pupils couldn't help shrinking when he saw the shocking wound. He really wanted to ask Su Ziyu, is it really worth it to go against his father in such a high-profile way?

He has been under a lot of pressure over the years. He has slept with both men and women. He feels that love is nothing more than a spice of life. It is icing on the cake if it is there, but it doesn't matter if it is not there. So he really doesn't understand.

What is so magical about Xi Yuyi that is worth his efforts?

The doctor came quickly, and after seeing how serious the wound was, he applied medicine and bandaged it and explained all the precautions. Then he went downstairs with Su Zilai to Su's father's place.

Father Su seemed to have aged ten years, sitting dejectedly on the sofa, "How is Ziyu?"

The doctor said it was a bit serious. He had stopped the bleeding, disinfected and bandaged the wound, but there was a high possibility of fever in the second half of the night, and he was not sure whether the lungs were injured. It would be best to go to the hospital for a check-up.

Father Su waved his hand and the doctor left.

Su Zilai stood there without moving. The father and son looked at each other in silence. "Father, technology is very advanced now. Even if men fall in love, they can still have children."

Father Su pinched his nose tiredly. He was obviously not someone who could be easily persuaded. "My Su family doesn't have such roots. He was just bewildered for a while. I will correct him."