Pretending to be husband and wife

If they don't plan to stay in the hospital for recuperation, then there is no point in staying in Mancheng. The two made a quick decision and got on the plane back to Wushi.

After a whole night, although Hua Yan still had some grievances in his heart, his attitude was much better than the day before, and he talked more.

Zhong Yang still rarely spoke, but the smile on his face was obviously too tender.

——Everything seems to be back to normal again, but the turbulent waves hidden under the calm water never stop.

After arriving in Wu City, Hua Yan accompanied Zhong Yang to go home immediately to visit Zhong Yang's parents.

Zhong Yang and his parents haven't seen each other for too long, Hua Yan decided to go to Zhong Yang's parents' house first and then to his own.

The son I haven't seen for a long time is finally going home. Li Yan hastily cleaned up the house and prepared dinner since she knew the news.

Unsurprisingly, it was Huayan who came back with her son. Li Yan had already accepted the reality after she said it last time, and she didn't show any superfluous expressions this time.

There is no way to correct this thing of sexuality, besides, Hua Yan can only be beautiful, and he is also a good son-in-law.

The two changed their slippers at the entrance, hung their coats on the coat rack, and walked into the living room.

"Auntie, Uncle." Hua Yan nodded gently to greet Zhong Yang's parents, Li Yan immediately smiled and told them to wash their hands before eating.

Zhong Zhao's expression became complicated from the moment Huayan entered the house: "Why did the young master of the Hua family also come?" While the two of them were going to the bathroom to wash their hands, he turned to look at Li Yan and lowered his voice, "Did you say that before? Ah Yang's lover is Hua Yan?"

"Yeah." Li Yan nodded lightly, and then hissed again, "Slow down your voice." Hua Yan is in the bathroom, it would be bad if you heard it.

"It's the opposite! That's the young master Huashi!" As expected, Zhong Zhao roared in a low voice.

"So what?! Ah Yang is also excellent, okay? Besides, we are getting older, so don't worry about it anymore." Zhong Yang and Hua Yan also walked out of the bathroom. Li Yan came out, Li Yan secretly pushed Zhong Zhao to show some good mood, and then put on a soft smile herself.

"Come, come, come and eat." Li Yan sized up her son, pinched Zhong Yang's shoulder, and said displeasedly, "Why have you lost so much weight? Have you eaten well recently?" Then she looked again Hua Yan had a plaster cast on his arm, "How did it happen? Be careful in normal times!"

"It was an accidental fall, and it is almost healed, thank you auntie for your concern." Hua Yan smiled.

"Of course I ate well. This is because I have been very busy during the training camp recently, and I have digested all the food I ate." Zhong Yang told a lie without changing his expression. Hua Yan pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and Time can't see the emotions hidden in the eyes.

"Just seeing you didn't eat well, don't lie to mom." Li Yan snorted, scooped up two big bowls of rice and placed them in front of Hua Yan and Zhong Yang.

Zhong Zhao wanted to say something, but was stopped by Li Yan's gaze. He frowned and glanced at the two people who were both seated—they were handsome young men in their prime, and they could even rely on their faces to make a living when they were pulled out. Why? Do you want to be so reluctant to fall in love with a man?

He really didn't understand.

Knowing the relationship between his son and Young Master Fahrenheit, Zhong Zhao suddenly lost interest in eating. He threw his chopsticks on the table, turned around, entered his room and slammed the door behind him.

"...What's wrong with my dad?" Zhong Yang was startled by the sound of the door slamming, and frowned, apparently unable to understand why his dad was in a bad mood.

"Who knows, my son doesn't have a good face when he comes." Li Yan said angrily, then put on a smile and looked at Zhong Yang and Hua Yan, "Let's ignore him, you and Hua Yan have a good meal, how much Do you hear something?"

"Well, don't be so busy, let's sit down and eat together." Zhong Yang pulled out a chair for her.

"Mom is going to visit your father, you eat first." Li Yan didn't sit down, but also turned and entered the room, leaving Zhong Yang and Hua Yan looking at each other in silence.

The food was delicious, but Zhong Yang had no appetite, so he put it down after a few mouthfuls.

Li Yan and Zhong Zhao didn't seem to intend to come out to eat, Zhong Yang waited for the feast to be finished and packed up the dishes, and put the leftovers into the freezer for his parents to eat later.

After doing all this, it was already very late, Zhong Yang thought about it and slept in the same room with Hua Yan, the two of them entered the room one after the other to use the bathroom separately, tossing and tossing for more than an hour before lying on the soft bed .

After turning off the lights, Zhong Yang still didn't feel sleepy, but Huayan was very silent all day, and he didn't know what to say to ease the atmosphere, so he continued to maintain such a dull atmosphere.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep, as if he had returned to that dark and damp basement again. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and Zhong Yang shivered coldly.

He didn't know what would happen next, so he could only stare at the dark surroundings with his eyes wide open in vain.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open by someone, and dust flew up where the sun was shining. Zhong Yang squinted his eyes and looked at the person who came - it was a young man wearing a silver mask.

Zhong Yang watched the other party come over and grab his throat. He wanted to run away, but he didn't have any strength.He could only let the other party pinch his throat and oppress his breathing, a cold and slippery hand lifted his clothes like a snake and rubbed his skin.

don't want……

Zhong Yang wanted to resist, he struggled, almost biting his own teeth.

don't want--! ! !

There was a bloody smell lingering in his mouth, someone called his name over and over again, Zhong Yang woke up suddenly, breathing heavily like a dying fish.

"What's wrong with me?

He wanted to ask, but his throat was terribly dry, so he could only swallow saliva to moisten his throat first.

With gloomy eyes, Hua Yan sat on the bed and handed him a tissue. Zhong Yang stared blankly at him, but didn't take it.So in the next second, Hua Yan gently pressed the tissue on his lips. When he saw the red blood on the tissue, Zhong Yang understood where the bloody smell in the dream came from—it turned out that he bit his lip. .

"Did you have a nightmare?" Hua Yan threw the tissue into the wastebasket, turned to look at him, the small desk lamp by the bed gave off a warm yellow light, Zhong Yang felt himself come alive.

"I..." The heartbeat was still fast, the sound of "dongdong" was deafening, Zhong Yang sobbed and was speechless.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it." Hua Yan stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around him lightly, a warm current surged through his cold heart in an instant, Zhong Yang stretched out his hand tremblingly and hugged him back tightly.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Hua Yan repeated these words, stroking Zhong Yang's back up and down with her intact palm, her voice was gentle and low.

Zhong Yang broke his guard immediately, at first he just breathed harder, and gradually, he revealed a hoarse choking sound, he couldn't speak, he could only hold onto the clothes on Huayan's back tightly, as if this was The only lifeline.

Qi Wuming's soft and violent face seemed to be in front of him, he thought he had escaped, but in fact everything that happened there was inevitable.

It was a wound that went deep into the bone marrow. Even though it was covered with clothes, the ugly scar could still be felt.

Hua Yan was still comforting him over and over again, but Zhong Yang was crying more and more. He used to think that only girls could not stop crying, but now he realizes that anyone can cry, just Not to the point of sadness.

He waited for Huayan to ask him, but Huayan didn't force him to explain until the end.

Zhong Yang wanted to say that he was already dirty, that he had been unclean for so many days in captivity, but he didn't dare to speak.

He is sorry for his parents, but his parents have chosen to forgive the fact that he is a homosexual.

He is sorry for Hua Yan now, if he tells the truth, will Hua Yan forgive him?

The crying gradually subsided, and Zhong Yang finally let go of the two arms that were restraining Hua Yan. He wiped away the tears on his face, and said in a very nasal voice, which sounded pitiful: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Hua Yan chuckled, her black pupils still shone brightly even in the dark, "Is it better now? Let's go to bed, shall we?"

"Okay." Zhong Yang lay down and covered himself with the quilt, and was embraced by Hua Yan in a warm embrace the next second.

Hua Yan's hot breath sprayed on his skin: "This way, there will be no more nightmares." After speaking, she gently kissed Zhong Yang's hair, "Good night, I will always be here. "So, sleep peacefully.

"Good night..." Zhong Yang murmured softly as he buried himself in Hua Yan's arms, strangely, he fell into a deep sleep amidst the breath of Hua Yan wrapped around him.

Breathe slowly.

Hua Yan rested his chin lightly on the top of Zhong Yang's head, he didn't turn off the small table lamp by the bed, but just dimmed it by a degree to make the bedside look more warm.

The person in his arms seemed to have fallen asleep again, and Hua Yan's eyes were staring straight ahead without focus, not knowing what he wanted to see.

When Zhong Yang just woke up, his eyes were full of panic and despair. Although Hua Yan didn't want to force Zhong Yang to give him an explanation, he still very much minded Zhong Yang's way of covering up the facts.

He didn't know what Zhong Yang had experienced in this month, and how he escaped from that place. He had been waiting for an answer from the other party, but he hadn't gotten it yet.

How can it be?

Can he still force Zhong Yang?

Suddenly desperately needing the comfort of tobacco, Hua Yan wanted to smoke a cigarette, but seeing Zhong Yang sleeping peacefully in his arms, he dismissed the idea again.

Since they all agreed that Zhong Yang would start quitting smoking, they must do what they say.

Hua Yan took a deep breath of the light fragrance from Zhong Yang's body, hugged him tighter, closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

[The author has something to say: Stuck until the head is bald]