strayed into the world

The world has skissed my soul with it's spain.

Asking for it's return insongs.

It was only nine o'clock when Quan Ce returned to the villa.As soon as he entered the door, he heard the servants' respectful voices,

"Master!"

Quan Ce ignored it completely, and found no figure of the child among the servants, and asked one of the servants, "Have you eaten yet?"

The maid thought that Quan Ce was caring about her, her cheeks flushed with excitement, "I've already eaten, young master."

"En." Quan Ce's mind was full of thoughts of going back to the room to take a shower and then get into the quilt and sleep comfortably until dawn.Counting it, he hasn't closed his eyes for almost 48 hours. ... walked upstairs with somewhat tired steps, and before reaching the stairs, I ran into Chen, who was walking upstairs with soup, and called him to stop,

"What are you doing?"

Chen's worry filled his eyes, he sighed slightly,

"I wanted to bring some chicken soup to the kid, but he didn't have dinner."

"Why didn't you eat?" Quan Ce frowned, remembering that pale and haggard face.

"I don't know. When I asked him, he only said that he had no appetite and hadn't eaten much all day. It's really worrying." Chen said that he was more anxious than before.

"I'll take it." Although the flat tone still contained an irresistible overbearing,

"Okay." Chen hastily handed the chicken soup to Quan Ce, and specially reminded him,

"It's a bit hot, drink it when it's cold."

"En." He answered the whole policy and walked upstairs.And Chen looked at his back with mixed joy and sorrow...

The hand that stretched out and pushed the door stopped on the door panel. The bedroom that was so close at hand seemed so far away and out of reach at this moment, even the door that opened lightly with a push seemed to be heavy, blocking his footsteps...

What the hell is he doing...why did he come here...why did he become turbulent because of Chen's words...why should he care...

In a mess of thoughts, Quan Ce has already opened the door.

The room was dark, and the cold moonlight shone in front of the window, forming hazy and soft shadows.

Moving his eyes to the bed, he first heard a faint moan that seemed to be suppressed with all his strength, and the bulging quilt on the bed wriggled and shrunk tighter.

Have a nightmare?Putting down the bowl in his hand, Quan Ce walked to the bed, lifted the tightly wrapped quilt, revealing the thin and trembling body.Curled up into a ball, the hand exposed outside the pajamas has been bandaged and clenched into a fist, the knuckles are abrupt and white.

"Xia Qingche?" Seeing that face full of pain, he couldn't help but pat his face to wake him up.I forgot that I was calling his name.

"Huh...?!" The closed eyes finally opened, and it took Qingche a while to get used to the darkness before he could clearly see the man in front of him, "Young...Young Master...you're back?!"

After waking up, Quan Ce had to stand up to avoid the source of his upset.Fortunately, in the dim light, he was glad that he didn't have to see that face clearly, and asked him without any emotion.

"why you do not want to eat."

"..." Stunned by his sudden question, Qing Che lost his mind for a second and was speechless for a long time.

"Ask you, why don't you eat, tell me!" The impatient voice made the dazed Qing Che panic.My stomach, which was already uncomfortable, started to hurt again.I blame myself for trying to eat so fast in the morning, and the result is that my stomach can't bear the load.At first, it was just a faint throbbing pain. He didn't care when he drank some water casually. Unexpectedly, the pain became more and more painful, until he couldn't even stand up. position, still can't make the situation a little bit better.He has been ups and downs like this for an unknown amount of time in the half-awake pain. Fortunately... I finally saw him... No matter how painful it is, it's worth it... How should I tell him... The corners of his mouth moved, but he cowardly spit out three words a word,

"I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry again, why does he say sorry to himself when he has nothing to do.He just asked him why he didn't eat, why did he look aggrieved and pitiful.

"Humph..." With a soft snort, Quan Ce pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, "...Could it be that the dishes at my house don't suit the young master's appetite..."

Finding his disgusting and disdainful tone, Qing Che wanted to explain and tell him that he had misunderstood her, but she was afraid that he would laugh at herself again if she said it.bit his lip,

"...No...No..." Qing Che was stopped by Quan Ce before he could finish speaking, "That's enough, I don't want to know."

"It's not that I don't like... less..." Before he could finish, the man beside him had already stood up impatiently, Qing Che hurriedly got up, got out of bed and wanted to follow him, but unexpectedly, his feet fell to the ground, and there was a sudden attack The dizziness made his legs go weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Master, listen to my explanation..." His stomach hurt more and more, but fortunately, he couldn't see it with his back turned.Qing Che tightened her hand on her stomach, her legs were so weak that she could hardly hold on anymore.The bony shoulders in front of him were so strong and safe, he had an urge to lean on them, to hold on to them, gain strength, and support his weakness.Unconsciously, the hand stretched out cautiously, before touching Quan Ce's clothes, and shrunk back in low self-esteem, I... I am not qualified to touch him... It will make him disgusted... And he is afraid of his disgusting eyes...

"I'm really not...not what you said...I'm just...uncomfortable..." Jiji's voice became lower and lower, and he finally realized how ridiculous his futile actions were, standing in front of him like a clown Desperately trying to please... This man doesn't even know how to look at him... Then the occasional gift is as far away as a dream...

"Really?" When he was most desperate, the man in front of him suddenly turned around and spoke lukewarmly.

"..." He raised his head slowly in disbelief, and even the stomach pain became less important in an instant, his heart was completely filled with that cold and handsome face...he...finally believed his words ?

"Really...really, it's true!" Nodding impatiently.

Quan Ce looked down at the grateful little face, as if his acceptance was a great favor to him.For a moment, he actually thought that in those blue eyes, he saw a sky full of stars...

"Do you think I care about you?..."

Before he could react to the cold and cruel words, he could only stare blankly at the man raising the sexiest and evil sneer he had ever seen.

It hurts... My heart hurts... It's like a split, and it can't heal anymore... He really is nothing in his eyes... He has never seen himself in his eyes, even he is so disgusted with him. I hate myself, I thought he still cared about me a little bit, but now it's just my ridiculous self-indulgence... In this case... why did I save him when I fainted, why did I make him remember the taste of chocolate again... Why not just let him die...

"Ah—" He tightly grabbed the shirt on his chest, and the stomach pain that he had endured for a long time finally broke out. Unable to bear it anymore, Qing Che lay on the ground and retched, so violent that his internal organs seemed to be vomited out. His consciousness was completely shattered, leaving only boundless pain...

There was the sound of Xicui's footsteps next to his ears, and he didn't bother to open his eyes to look at it. He only felt that his body had been lifted up in the next second and hugged into a warm embrace.

"No... let me go! Let me go!" He struggled and resisted weakly, but he couldn't break free from Quan Ce's strong grip.

"Let go..." The hoarse voice finally swallowed so hard that he couldn't speak at all, coupled with the severe stomach pain, he had already squeezed out his last bit of strength, and he could only collapse on Quan Ce's shoulder...

Qing Che felt that she was thrown on the bed violently while she was half awake.

"Ah—" the impact on his stomach caused him to cry out again. The dizziness and pain hit his whole body, and the violent convulsions made him curl up unconsciously. The acid in his stomach kept pouring out, and he wanted to vomit. ... However, his long-empty stomach has no effect except twitching, and he can't vomit anything with his lips parted. He can only sob and tremble without dignity. In the eyes of men.

"Ahem...ah, no..." The shadow enveloped him, his curled up body was stretched out, and those beautiful white hands mercilessly tore at his clothes...

"No...don't..." Those dark and mixed images quickly emerged in my mind, desperately resisting the cruel and cruel man who looked like a devil, Qingche sobbed and struggled in despair, finally, the suppressed man Crying out emotionally, "I hate you...I hate you!!"

The air suddenly condensed and the temperature dropped sharply.Quan Ce stopped his movements suddenly, staring blankly at the stubborn but fear-filled black eyes below him, as if he didn't expect that such a meek and cowardly person would say such bold words.

I hate you……

I hate you!

Why... Did he force out his true temperament?