Mr. Lu was heartbroken after I left

Lu Beiye was really angry, and Xu Zhuoyang was a little overwhelmed, scared and angry at the same time.

He looked at Lu Beiye above his head, and wanted to say something, when suddenly his scalp hurt sharply. Lu Beiye grabbed his hair and dragged him into the bedroom.

Xu Zhuoyang yelled out in pain, but Lu Beiye didn't show any emotion on his face. Lu Beiye threw him on the bed and reached out to take off his pants. Xu Zhuoyang was startled, grabbed his pants with one hand and broke his hand that was undoing his belt with the other. .

With a "slap", a heavy slap fell on Xu Zhuoyang's face, his mind went blank for a moment, his ears buzzed, he couldn't calm down for a while, Lu Beiye had already taken off his trousers neatly, and put them on. The body squeezed between his legs.

Xu Zhuoyang opened his eyes sharply. He felt what Lu Beiye was doing, and looked at Lu Beiye's cold face in disbelief.

He actually...

Lu Beiye looked down at his clean fingers, and smiled contemptuously, "There's nothing, are you wearing condoms? I thought I was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to buy them. It seems that I'm well prepared."

"I was concerned about the injury on your head, so I didn't do violence to you last night. It seems that that didn't satisfy you. As soon as you walked away from me, you went to look for that old man. Xu Zhuoyang, how despicable are you?"

Xu Zhuoyang looked at the gloomy man, and he was in no mood to explain. Now he only had endless disappointment.

He let a handsome and wealthy man like Lu Beiye stay awake, and ran to find such a guy. As long as Lu Beiye had a little brain, he could figure out such a simple truth. However, this person on his body seemed to have no brain. I don't even want to think about it...

Xu Zhuoyang's eyes were red, and he laughed at himself, "Yeah, I'm mean, I'm unbearable, Young Master Lu, don't stay with me, lest I dirty your eyes."

Lu Beiye smiled sarcastically, "You still have some self-knowledge, but I have invested so much in you, so I have to get some benefits back."

He controlled Xu Zhuoyang who was struggling under him with one hand, untied the belt with the other, and said cruelly, "Xu Zhuoyang, let me tell you, I'm the only one who doesn't want you. What do you think you are? How dare you cuckold me?"

"Ah!" Xu Zhuoyang frowned in pain, clutching the pillow tightly, his wrists trembling constantly, his face turned pale from the pain.

The legs were controlled by Lu Beiye, unable to move.

The tearing pain increased with every movement, and he could even feel blood flowing out.

Lu Beiye smiled with satisfaction after seeing his painful expression, "Are you satisfied with this level of roughness? Is close contact better than Dai*?"

Cool? "

Xu Zhuoyang wished he could die. He felt that Lu Beiye was the scariest now, and he didn't seem to regard him as a human being at all.

Every time he struggles, every rebuttal word will be exchanged for his more ruthless violence.

In the end, his body still couldn't bear it, and he passed out as he wished. He didn't know when it would end, and he still didn't know when Lu Beiye treated his injury.

Lu Beiye put the quilt over his body which was covered with bruises and bruises. It was bruised and purple, and there were even deep bleeding tooth marks in some places, which was enough to show how crazy he was just now.

He looked at Xu Zhuoyang's red and swollen face, feeling distressed and guilty.

He never thought that he could hurt him like this, he had lost his mind under the rage, and only after he calmed down did he realize how stupid what he did was to abuse him indiscriminately... ...

In fact, if you think about it casually, you can understand that this is a trap at all, but he put all his thinking on Xu Zhuoyang, not this matter.

He bent down, stretched out his hand to caress the wet corners of Xu Zhuoyang's eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

This sleep lasted a whole day, and didn't wake up until the evening of the next day.

The apartment was so quiet that only the beating of the clock hands could be heard. Lu Beiye had already left.

Xu Zhuoyang lifted the quilt and put clean pajamas on his body. He sat on the bed with a dazed face, his mind was full of images of Lu Beiye's violence against him before he passed out. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried his best to To ignore the bitterness in my heart.

He hadn't eaten for a day, and he was already hungry. He got out of bed with some difficulty, and his body fell to the ground just as his toes touched the ground. There was obvious pain from a certain part of his body. He gritted his teeth and leaned on the wall. He walked to the bathroom, took off his clothes and saw himself in the mirror, he was stunned.

Hardly a good piece of meat on him...

The warm water poured onto his body, and he stared at the ground in a daze. Lu Beiye's voice hovered in his mind, humiliating, cursing, contemptuous, ironic, every word he said deeply in his memory.

He touched the still slightly swollen cheeks and the torn corners of his mouth.

He obviously doesn't remember the last time he fought with Lu Beiye, and even his impression is a little blurred, but today everything is clear again

Up...

Suddenly a doorbell rang and brought him back to his senses. He hurriedly put on his clothes, and retracted his hand the moment he touched the door lock, and asked cautiously, "Who?"

The man outside the door asked, "Are you Mr. Xu? There is your courier, please sign for it."

Xu Zhuoyang frowned, "I don't have a courier."

The man read out the mobile phone number on it with some doubts, "The consignor is Mr. Lu, and this is the address. Would you like to call to verify?"

Mr. Lu?Lu Beiye?

Xu Zhuoyang hesitated for a while, but he still didn't call Lu Beiye. He opened the door, and the man outside the door was dressed in work clothes, handed him the courier, signed and left.

Xu Zhuoyang looked at the express box in front of him, wondering whether to open it or not.

Does Lu Beiye need to use express delivery to deliver things?Or is it a strange thing sent by a black fan?

He shook the box, and the sound inside was like something made of paper. He opened the box, and suddenly a stack of photos was presented in front of him. Looking at the photos on it, he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet. My heart is half cold.

He threw the courier box on the ground with a wave of his hand, and the photos inside were scattered all over the floor, and those unsightly photos were more conspicuous.

Those were photos of Lu Beiye hugging different men and women on various occasions, some even more intimate.

He wanted to control himself not to look at it, but he couldn't control his body and knelt on the ground before thinking, picking up the photos one by one with trembling hands.

The photo was not uploaded by P, it happened in real time. He knows all the clothes and accessories on Lu Beiye, when he bought them, and how many times he has worn them. After......

He looked at the changes in Lu Beiye's clothing and accessories in the photos, one year, two years, three years, four years...

Lu Beiye has been fooling around behind his back for four years...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The pain in the body is not one-tenth of the pain in the heart. There is nothing more sad than the betrayal of the one you love deeply. He thought there was only one Yuan Yi between them. , can always make Lu Beiye leave Yuan Yi, but he never thought that it was his own wishful thinking after all.

In Lu Beiye's mind, is he just like the men and women in the photos, just a toy for his entertainment, otherwise, how could he not care about his affairs.

It was so easy for him to say the word lover, he never let himself reveal their relationship in front of everyone, could it be that they were not dating from the beginning.

Could it be that he has been acting affectionate from the beginning to the end...

Lu Beiye, the person I love is not him from the beginning to the end...

His voice was already hoarse, and his tears seemed to have dried up. He sat up numbly, and put those photos into the express box with empty eyes. He got up and put the things in the dark compartment under the bed. After making sure that there were no photos left behind , he took out a coat from the closet and went out.

When he got off the elevator, he realized that neither the car keys nor the mobile phone had been brought out. He looked back at the elevator, which was going up. He sighed, but didn't press it, and turned to leave the complex.

Wandering aimlessly in the street, he looked up at the already dark sky, snowflakes were falling from the sky, he reached out to catch one, and watched the little snowflakes melt at his fingertips.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and he walked step by step, not knowing the direction or where he was going, he just wanted to escape from that oppressive apartment that was about to suffocate, and the thought of so many false feelings there made him sick the gagging.

The ridiculous person has always been himself, and he actually believed that such a perfect person would like him.

He didn't know that a car was following him at a similar speed. Si Yan looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have lost his soul, and his heart felt like a knife. He unbuckled his seat belt and said to the driver beside him, "Go back by yourself, I will call you if I have something to do."

"clear."

Si Yan got out of the car in a hurry, and shouted to the people in front, "Zhuo Yang!"

Xu Zhuoyang stopped, turned around in a daze, a familiar figure came into sight, the man waved at him, and ran towards him.

Xu Zhuoyang looked at the young man in front of him without saying a word, Si Yan didn't care at all, he took off his down jacket and put it on him, and said with some reproach, "Why did you come out with so little on? It's going to catch a cold."

Xu Zhuoyang felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, the howling cold wind blocked the down jacket, and finally there was a trace of emotion on his sluggish face.

He looked at Si Yan who was wearing thin clothes, took off his down jacket and handed it to Si Yan, "No."

Si Yan insisted on not accepting it, "I won't accept it if you give it to me, I'm not cold."

Xu Zhuoyang didn't take his hand back, seeing that Si Yan wasn't wearing it, he directly put the clothes on him.

Seeing this, Si Yan quickly avoided, and said with a smile, "If Zhuo Yang feels sorry for me, why don't you take me to eat, the room is warmer than outside anyway."

Xu Zhuoyang moved his lips, and said with some embarrassment, "I didn't bring any money..."

Si Yan grabbed his cold hand, "I brought it, you treat me, I will pay for it"

Si Yan took him to a Chinese restaurant and asked for a private room.

Under the bright light, he could see Xu Zhuoyang's current appearance clearly. His eyes were red, his eyes were empty, and he stared at the bone plate in front of him without blinking. His originally fair cheeks were slightly swollen, and even the corners of his mouth were cracked.

The dishes were served one by one, Xu Zhuoyang picked up the chopsticks dully, and the sleeves slid down from his wrists, revealing a small piece of skin that was bruised and purple.

Si Yan's eyes that were still smiling suddenly became a little scary, and even the corners of his upturned mouth gradually calmed down, and he asked in a cold voice, "Did he hit you?"

Although it was a question, his eyes had indeed seen through everything.

Xu Zhuoyang paused holding the chopsticks. He saw his wrist that was accidentally exposed out of the corner of his eye. He pulled up his sleeve calmly and said in a relaxed tone, "Him? Who can hit me? I threw it myself." .”

He tried hard to make his expression not look so sad, but he couldn't smile no matter what.

Seeing that he was still covering up for Lu Beiye, Si Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

Is that scum so good?Even when he was sitting in front of him, he was unwilling to tell him the grievances in his heart, or complain to him.

He thought the two of them were just falling apart, but he didn't expect that scumbag to punch Xu Zhuoyang directly...

He put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said with a serious face, "Senior has a boyfriend, right?"

Xu Zhuoyang propped his chin with one hand, looking at the young man who seemed to be a different person, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised, "Why do you say that?"

He should have hidden him well.

Seeing that Xu Zhuoyang didn't deny it, Si Yan said, "When I went to Senior's house last time, I saw a lot of things in pairs, so I guessed whether Senior has a boyfriend, and now I can be sure."

He glanced at his covered wrist with a strange expression, and said darkly, "Besides, he's a person who likes domestic violence."

Xu Zhuoyang's breathing was stagnant, he put down his chopsticks in a hurry, "Thank you very much for your clothes, I will return the money for this meal to you."

As he spoke, he wanted to stand up, but just as he stood up, the pain in his lower body came again, and he couldn't help staggering. His expression changed, and Si Yan stood up quickly to support him. He dodged a little after standing still. turn sideways.

Looking at Kong Luoluo's hands, Si Yan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "Senior, are you running away?"

Xu Zhuoyang clenched his fists forbearance, "Is it a little too much for you?"

Si Yan looked at him seriously, "What if I say I want to protect you?"

Xu Zhuoyang was startled by his words.

Si Yan held his hand without refusal, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't earn it, "I adore you and like you, seeing you get hurt will make me feel sad and heartbroken. If I say that, will senior Do you think I'm overdoing it?"

Si Yan pursed his lips, and held him tightly, as if he would not let go until he heard the answer he wanted.

He didn't want to show his heart in such a hurry, but when he saw Xu Zhuoyang wandering in the street with his whole body wounded, he couldn't help it anymore, he really wanted to beat up that fellow who was not as good as a beast!