january love

43

Aftermath

On this day, Duanmulian sorted out the last materials of the company at home, and backed up all important documents in the hard disk, so as to avoid unnecessary disputes in the future. Careless made a mistake, it was because of this opportunity that he was able to get to know Lin Mio, and had the opportunity to have the following things with Ye Qing, Duan Mulian thought to himself mockingly, is this a mistake that will cause eternal hatred.

Just as he was putting the contract on the corner of the table and copying the documents in front of the computer, his father knocked on the door of the study.

Uncharacteristically, the man didn't push the door straight in. Instead, he said to him outside the door, "Xiao Lian, come to the living room, I have something to tell you."

Duan Mulian was a little puzzled as to why his father didn't come in directly and said that he took a look at the file being transferred, and estimated that it would take quite a while, then he put down what he was doing and went to the living room to sit down.

The middle-aged man was a little haggarded by the recent events, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Duanmu Lian, touched his head, and said in a tone that was not as cold as before, "There are only a few things left for the company to take care of. , have a cup of tea and take your time."

Duanmulian was a little dazed by his father's rare thoughtfulness. This strict man poured tea for him for the first time, and even when he grew up, he rarely even had physical contact. Now his father's doting behavior made him feel hot and excited. Feel sour.

He guessed that maybe the company's collapse had dealt such a blow to his father that this always strong man finally showed his soft side, and Duanmulian felt distressed while holding the steaming teacup.

He drank most of the cup of tea, and asked his father what he wanted to tell, but the man waved his hand and said, "There is nothing, I just want to chat with you."

"You have changed recently." Duan Mulian felt bitter, looking at his father who was completely different, he understood that he was the ultimate victim.

"Being forced to do nothing, Mr. Ye is the one who has changed the most."

"I didn't expect him to do that either."

"You used to be quite close to him, why do you turn your back on you now?"

"I used to be friends with him, but not now." Duan Mulian lowered his head, explaining palely.

To this day, he still doesn’t want to recall that unforgettable past. That man gave too much and took too much away. He can’t define good or bad or weigh the gains and losses. Now when he thinks about things related to men, his mind is in a mess. .

Father asked some trivial matters, all of which were about Ye Qing, Duanmulian dealt with it perfunctorily, only to feel that his mind became more and more dizzy, and in the end he almost lost his consciousness, and could no longer hear what the other party was saying, Duanmulian Thinking that he was exhausted, he fell down on the sofa in a daze. Before he closed his eyes, he saw his father pick up the phone and dial a number in a trance, and then he fell into endless darkness. .

When the consciousness gradually returned, Duanmulian's mind went blank for a few minutes, he blinked in a daze but couldn't see the light, he tried to move and smelled the faint fragrance in the air, lying on his side, curled up and found the light under his body. The soft silk felt more and more familiar, and he suddenly found that this comfortable and quiet environment was very much like that man's home.

Duanmulian wanted to get up anxiously but found that his arms were tied behind his back. He secretly felt that something was wrong and subconsciously struggled but couldn't exert any strength. He wanted to tell himself to calm down but felt his heart beating faster and faster. He rubbed his hands unconsciously. The leg was startled to realize that he was only wearing a shirt.

Great fear welled up in his heart, and even his breathing became constricted. Duanmulian couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart. It seemed that something rushed to all parts of his body along with the blood. Before his consciousness was clear, his body felt something strange first. Breaking up a thin sweat and burying it in the pillow, breathing out the scorching/hot breath.

At this moment, the soft sound of flipping the book startled him like rolling thunder, and Duanmulian didn't know why he was so frightened, he unconsciously tensed his toes, even though his vision was covered, he still subconsciously He raised his face and looked in the direction of the sound.

A cold hand caressed his upper cheek, and the wooden couplet shrank back reflexively, but he couldn't help yearning for the fascinating temperature to relieve his dryness/heat, he calmed down his increasingly unsteady breathing and opened his mouth tentatively .

"Ye Qing?"

The hoarse and trembling voice surprised even Duanmulian himself. He swallowed and tried to break free from the shackles of his hands. The man put the book aside and sat on the bed not far from him. Duanmulian gasped nervously. In one breath, the darkness in front of his eyes magnified the fear of the unknown infinitely. He mobilized all his senses and sensed that the man was holding his ear with one hand, and the next second his head was buckled and he was forced to usher in a rough/violent/brutal /Horizontal kiss.

The man's breath came to his face.Duanmulian impatiently wanted to turn his head away but was restrained even harder.

"meet again."

Duanmulian suddenly remembered that he seemed to be with his father before coming here, and recalled all the abnormalities of his father at that time, as well as the cup of tea, and the phone call with that...

"Are you colluding with my dad? Or are you threatening him?!" Duanmulian asked vigilantly before he could catch his breath.

"Does he still use threats? In his eyes, money is more important than you."

"You're talking nonsense!" Duanmulian tried his best to break away from Ye Qing's hand, curled up his legs to cover his mess, and reasoned with Ye Qing through gritted teeth.

"He's sold all his property now, and he's counting money on the plane. Of course, he's also selling you."

"You...don't dream." Duanmulian desperately wanted to sit up from the bed, but his hands were tied behind his back and he couldn't support him. He didn't believe his father would do such a thing, but Ye Qing is not a person who knows how to joke, Duanmu Lian was suddenly a little afraid of the authenticity of this man's words.

Ye Qing didn't reply, he untied the cloth that covered Duanmulian's eyes.

The light pierced into the eyes for a moment, making Duanmulian a little dazed, he couldn't rub his eyes and could only squint his eyes to ease the discomfort, Ye Qing took out an agreement and spread it out in front of him.

Duanmulian looked at it roughly and his heart was getting colder and colder. Several times he thought it was something wrong with his eyes. He never thought that his father would sign it. Duanmulian bit his lower lip with fear on his face, as if he had fallen into an abyss.