Everything was beyond his ability to bear and beyond his imagination.

It's like a canary with broken wings, trapped in a cage forever.

He slept for two more days and was completely dazed when he woke up.

As soon as I moved, he grabbed my waist and held me in his arms.

I opened my mouth and my throat hurt, and my eyes also hurt from crying too much.

"When will you let me go? I've given you everything you wanted. Can't you just let me go home?"

Just as he finished speaking, the hand on his waist pinched him hard.

"This is home, your home and mine."

Sure enough, talking to a scoundrel will only tire your mouth.

If no one helps him, he might be trapped here for the rest of his life.

Ji Hanjun has been busy since he came abroad, going out and working. Only when he is free will he forcibly pull him over for a hug and a kiss.

Someone has been calling Ji Hanjun recently, and Ji Hanjun always looks indifferent, even a little annoyed.

He didn't know what Ji Hanjun was busy with all day, but he still had no freedom.

Ji Hanjun went out today as well. He locked the door before leaving, and there was prepared breakfast on the table.

Ji Hanjun cooked for him and washed his clothes, cooking every day. After such a long time, his belly almost had a fat layer.

But a bird that yearns for freedom cannot be held back by these temptations.

He still wanted to run, but he wanted to use other methods.

He tried hunger strikes and the cold war.

The end result every time was being dragged to the bed and made to cry as punishment.

So he didn't dare, he wanted to try other methods.

It is said on the Internet that the way to make a man bored is to be passionate.

The more passionate you are, the more bored men will feel, because most men like challenges.

The more disobedient and cold you are to him, the more he loves you.

The more obedient you are and the more you rush to post, the more annoyed he will be.

Ji Hanjun would come back at noon to cook for Su Ze. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a strange smell.

Like burnt bad stuff.

He thought of Su Ze and immediately followed the smell to the kitchen. The range hood was not turned on in the kitchen and the room was filled with smoke.

The man inside was wearing his apron, holding a spatula in one hand and a pot lid in the other.

"Azawa."

Su Ze heard the sound and turned around to see Ji Hanjun had returned and was standing at the door, then he covered the pot.

"You're back, I cooked for you."

Ji Hanjun was stunned, his eyes fell on the plates of black things next to the pot, and next to them there was a porridge that was neither purple nor green.

Su Ze has never been in the kitchen before and knows nothing about it. I'm afraid that everything he does now is what he learned from watching him these days.

The boy in the kitchen was still busy. He was afraid that Su Ze might hurt himself, so he didn't leave.

He didn't feel at ease to go out until he finished cooking.

The scrambled eggs were burnt and tasted salty, with the eggshells still inside.

Add soy sauce to the thin rice.

The green vegetables were not washed yet and were fried until they turned black, using a lot of oil.

Su Ze scooped out a mouthful of rice with a spoon, "Ah—"

The rice was obviously not cooked because he had just opened it. Su Ze only put water and rice in the rice cooker and did not even plug it in.

Ji Hanjun obediently opened his mouth and ate the vegetables with eggshells and the hard rice.

"Is it tasty?"

Ji Hanjun looked at his happy expression, his eyes softened, and he nodded.

"It's delicious. Everything Azawa makes is delicious."

Su Ze is not stupid. This obviously dark dish is so disgusting, why doesn't Ji Hanjun show any reaction on his face?

He has no sense of taste.

Su Ze didn't eat a single bite, saying that Ji Hanjun was busy with work. Since he made the food just for him, most of it went into Ji Hanjun's stomach.

Ji Hanjun was about to wash the dishes after eating, and Su Ze hurriedly snatched them away.

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

The boy ran happily, and his eyes showed happiness. Could it be that Azawa accepted him?

When he went upstairs to change his clothes, Ji Hanjun found that all his clothes were in the washing machine in the bathroom.

There are all kinds of things, including clothes, socks, underwear, and more than just clothes, in all colors.

Then there was a noise coming from the kitchen downstairs. Ji Hanjun hurried to see and saw broken plates all over the floor as soon as he entered the door.

"Oh, I didn't mean to. What should I do now? I accidentally dropped it. Let's go out and buy it tonight."

Su Ze stood aside, holding a dish towel in his hand, looking timid, but his eyes couldn't hide his happiness and amusement.

He saw it.

Cooking, washing clothes, and washing dishes are all done on purpose.

The main purpose is to get out.

Su Ze looked up at Ji Hanjun and found that he didn't react. He destroyed all of Ji Hanjun's clothes, leaving only one piece on him.

"Don't be angry, I'll take care of it right away."

Su Ze picked up the kitchen trash can and deliberately walked towards Ji Hanjun. When he got close, he held the trash can tightly and wanted to pour it on him.

Ji Hanjun had expected this and stepped back and left the room, but his shoes and pants were still soiled.

"Oh, your clothes are dirty. Give me some money and I'll buy you some."

"Azawa, you know what? You're like a cat that's deliberately doing bad things. Just because I indulge and pamper you doesn't mean I won't deal with you at night."

What's the meaning.

Do you want to punish him by sending him to that room again?

He had been afraid of that big window ever since that time, that obvious big window.

He didn't know if anyone had seen him, but if they had, they might as well have killed him.

Su Ze was in a daze, and Ji Hanjun just looked at him quietly, their thoughts flying away together.

His Azawa likes to cry.

I cried a lot that time too.

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