When Bai Yueguang was disheartened

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He is still so beautiful, still so fragile and delicate, he can't bear a little bit of suffering, and will cry when he is a little bit painful.

Zhou Yuan watched him condescendingly, while Yin Zhen knelt on the sofa cushions.

The sun is rare today, and the sunlight penetrates the thick clouds, passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and prints on the ground.

In the bright and rigorous office, the two of them were doing such a thing.

Pressing the palm of Yin Zhen's head, it seemed to comfort, but also to urge.

He opened his mouth in a vicious voice for a while, and sighed contentedly for a while.

Whether it hurts or not, I feel so uncomfortable that I am about to die.

In the past few years, the number of times Yin Zhen did this kind of thing for him can be counted on two hands.

Zhou Yuan can only force himself like this when he is angry and out of breath, or when he is drinking too much and throwing wine and clamoring for Yin Zhen to help him like this.

other times...

Zhou Yuan can't do it, he knows that Yin Zhen has a shallow throat and is a noble young master born with a golden spoon in his mouth, female femininity is the limit, as for everything else, he has to be coaxed by Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan didn't have those messy perverted hobbies of tormenting, he knew Yin Zhen would feel uncomfortable if he didn't like it or not, he never forced it.

Of course, this kind of thoughtfulness can only exist when Zhou Yuan is in a good mood.

But now, besides anger, he is jealous, and he intentionally makes Yin Zhen feel uncomfortable, and he intends to make his memory long, so that he will never dare to run away from home in the future.

Yin Zhen cried even harder, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, his shoulder blades and collarbone were clearly visible, and there was no excess flesh on his body.

He was afraid, but Zhou Yuan only thought he was naked and cold, took out two tissues to wipe Yin Zhen's face, then patted Yin Zhen's face, and said mercifully, "Go to the lounge."

Yin Zhen's legs were numb from kneeling, but he didn't dare to delay, and he knelt down straight on the ground after taking two steps.

There was a bang, clearly.

Zhou Yuan was taken aback, and quickly picked him up, "Where did you fall?"

Yin Zhen didn't answer, and kept crying, as if crying out all the water in his body.

Zhou Yuan carried him into the lounge, Yin Zhen immediately turned his back to him, his body trembling violently, Zhou Yuan lost his mind for a moment, covered him with a soft quilt, stared at Yin Zhen's back, and listened to his broken body Weeping, turned and left after half a minute.

Yin Zhen was crying in a daze, but he also heard Zhou Yuan talking to someone outside.

He couldn't hear the content of the conversation clearly, and Zhou Yuan came in after a while.

He walked up to Yin Zhen with a bowl of porridge and sat down, and said in a cold tone, "Get up and eat something."

Yin Zhen was so afraid of him that his body became limp from crying, and he couldn't exert any strength. He grabbed the quilt with his fingers and refused to let go, as if it was his only protective cover.

The slender, white and tender fingers were still stained with a little blood left after the skin was scratched, Zhou Yuan was even more upset seeing him like this.

After going out for half a month, he came back a little thinner, with bruises on his body, and his complexion was not good-looking.

Zhou Yuan held the porridge in one hand and lifted him up with the other. Yin Zhen leaned on the bed and looked at him vigilantly and fearfully.

"What's so good about following Xi Xin? I've been running for more than half a month. Look at what you look like now. Eat something quickly. Hunger strikes are useless to me."

Zhou Yuan was vicious, but the porridge that was fed to Yin Zhen's mouth was blown.

After eating half a bowl like a robot, Yin Zhen's stomach was overwhelmed, and finally he couldn't control it and vomited on Zhou Yuan's body and the bed sheet.

Zhou Yuan's face turned black, and he stood up abruptly.

He stretched out his hand towards Yin Zhen, and Yin Zhen closed his eyes subconsciously.

The imagined pain did not come, Zhou Yuan found a blanket to wrap him up, hugged him and sat on the chair.

Afterwards, without saying a word, he changed his clothes and bed sheets without complaining. There were spare clothes for the two of them in the lounge, as well as brand new sheets and quilt covers.

After Zhou Yuan packed everything up, he moved Yin Zhen back to the bed.

Yin Zhen's eyes were still wet, but the swirling tears did not fall, and he huddled pitifully under the blanket.

With a dark face, Zhou Yuan picked up the remaining half bowl of porridge, and fed Yin Zhen the same as before, but this time he threatened, "Don't make trouble with me! If you dare to vomit again this time, I'll see how I clean it up." You! Don't force me! Just be obedient and obedient!!"

This time I ate half a bowl and didn't vomit. Zhou Yuan had a meeting to hold, so he locked the door of the lounge and left.

The bed in the lounge was not big, and Yin Zhen curled up, looking like a small ball.

He had a splitting headache, thinking about Zhou Yuan's words, thinking about his father's eyes.

"I told you that Zhou Yuan is not a good person. You know his grievances with our family. How can you still be with him?"

"He said you were sick and that you couldn't play the piano anymore."

"He said that you are working as his assistant now, and you still live together."

"He said you didn't come to see me because he didn't allow it."

"Zhenzhen, tell Dad, are these all true?"

He seemed to be back when he visited the prison again. His father was full of white hair, and he was not smiling like he had seen a few times in the past.

He must be very disappointed, he must be very disappointed to have a child like himself...

Yin Zhen cried for a long time, and finally his eyes were sore and closed, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

After not sleeping for a long time, he woke up with a start. Zhou Yuan was very close to him, and was about to wipe the bruise on his neck with an ointment in his hand.

Yin Zhen stepped back in fright, and with a bang, his head hit the iron frame at the head of the bed.

The sky is spinning, and there are Venus in the eyes.

Zhou Yuan pulled him into his arms, and gently touched the place where he hit with his big hand, "Why are you hiding? Are you so afraid of me?!"

Yin Zhen didn't speak anymore, he didn't dare to struggle, he just froze for him to hug.

Zhou Yuan coaxed him affectionately, but lowered his head to meet Yin Zhen's cold eyes.

He used his fingertips to apply the medicine vigorously, adding a few more fingerprints in a daze.

Yin Zhen didn't cry out for pain, and he didn't run away. Zhou Yuan became even more angry, but seeing his miserable appearance, he still couldn't bear to hurt him after all.

Zhou Yuan took him back to the villa, Feng Qi lived downstairs in the apartment near the company, Zhou Yuan would never let Yin Zhen get close to him again.

On the way back to the villa, Zhou Yuan was still explaining quietly, "The person who followed me has already been dismissed, and nothing happened between me and him."

Yin Zhen didn't want to hear a word, and closed his eyes wearily.

After returning home, Yin Zhen was still listless, refusing to say a word. Seeing him like this, Zhou Yuan was a little annoyed. He smashed two cups but Yin Zhen didn't speak.

Zhou Yuan was also confused, and when he took a closer look, he realized that the cup was bought for him by Yin Zhen in the past.

He opened his mouth to speak, but Yin Zhen turned and went upstairs.

Zhou Yuan didn't allow him to go back to his room, and the word possessive was clearly written on his face.

The weather was still cold, they were like the past few years, Zhou Yuan habitually stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms.

Zhou Yuan hadn't slept together for more than half a month, and when he hugged the person in his arms again, Zhou Yuan felt a little more relaxed, but the person in his arms was too thin, and it was a little uncomfortable to hold.

Zhou Yuan resented Xi Xin even more in his heart.

Zhou Yuan has been very busy in the past half a month, and he has been fighting wits and courage with Feng Qi. The shareholders in the company are not so easy to save money.

Now holding Yin Zhen, the skin-to-skin contact has slightly relieved the unhappiness in his heart.

Zhou Yuan gradually fell asleep, but Yin Zhen kept his eyes open, nothing but fear.

Zhou Yuan's embrace is still very warm, in the past winter he loved to cling to Zhou Yuan the most, like hugging a big heater, he felt full of security and fell asleep easily.

But now...

However, Yin Zhen felt his hands and feet were cold, and he didn't feel sleepy, and finally he maintained this position until dawn.

When Zhou Yuan woke up in the morning, he saw Yin Zhen curled up in his arms, his eyes were red and swollen, blinking.

He didn't think about it too much, he only thought that Yin Zhen was awake.

But the second day, the third day, it was still the same.

He paid attention, only to realize that Yin Zhen didn't sleep at all in the middle of the night.

Since Yin Zhen said to resign and break up, Zhou Yuan didn't let him go to the company after he brought him home. Of course, breaking up is impossible, and there was never a word breaking up between them.

Zhou Yuan can also think about resigning, but only thinks that Yin Zhen dislikes the work and is too tired.

He has been like this since he was a child, he is lazy and unwilling to move in winter, he loves to stay in bed and is afraid of the cold.

Zhou Yuan stopped his work and only let him rest at home, and hired someone to cook and clean every day.

He knew that Yin Zhen was frightened terribly in the office last time, and seeing that he was not in good spirits, he continued to pamper him.

Eat and drink for food every day, and at night I personally coax him to sleep.

Zhou Yuan reconciled with Yin Zhen in this way, but found that he was just a clown after a few days.

Everything is his self-righteousness, everything is his wishful thinking.

Yin Zhen in his arms suffered from insomnia, the chef hired by Zhou Yuan was good at cooking, but Yin Zhen had no appetite, and refused to move after a few bites.

He is like a flower in a glass bottle, plucked from the branch, even if it is kept in water, it cannot escape withering.

Zhou Yuan quarreled with him again, this time ignoring Yin Zhen's struggle.

I did it once and saw blood.

Yin Zhen cried so hard that his voice became hoarse, and he didn't even want Zhou Yuan to approach him. Whenever Zhou Yuan approached him, he punched, kicked, bit and scratched.

"I don't want to be here..."

"I don't want to follow you anymore..."

"I hate you...you ruined me..."

"If only you never showed up..."

"The thing I regret the most in my life is begging my father to take you home when I was 12 years old..."

Yin Zhen's voice was not loud, even trembling after fear.

Zhou Yuan was stunned by these words.

It's not that the two had never quarreled before, and he didn't even remember the number of times Yin Zhen lost his temper and quarreled with him.

Scratching his fingernails left bloodstains on his face. When he went to talk about cooperation, outsiders laughed at his family members for being fierce. Zhou Yuan was not annoyed. The appearance of knocking on the door carefully in the middle of the night.

They were noisy, and it has been almost six years now, Zhou Yuan sometimes felt that he and Yin Zhen might be entangled like this for a lifetime.

But at this moment Zhou Yuan felt more bewildered than ever.

It turns out that a lifetime is far away.

It turns out that Yin Zhen has long been disheartened.