Chapter 85 I knew it was you all along. Ning Buyi ended the live stream...

Ning Buyi turned off the live stream and huddled in bed. The noise outside continued unabated. The person at the door seemed to have gotten tired of banging and started shouting at the top of their lungs. Waves of sounds containing dirty water seeped in through the door.

"Ning Buyi, are you tired of living? You dare not open the door for your father! Don't think I don't know you're in there, you bastard! You dare to hide from your father? Open the door for your father right now!"

Ning Buyi's eyes froze for a moment, then he covered his ears with his hands, but he couldn't stop the filth that sounded like the whispers of demons. All the unpleasant things from the past came flooding back like a tide. How did Ning Dawei find his way here?

In fact, Ning Buyi was already numb. He no longer craved his father's love or feared his father's scolding. The key was that his father's goal was definitely the money in his pocket, so he shouldn't even think about it!

The phone screen lit up with Zhu Yanhe's call, his urgent voice cutting off the cursing from the doorway: "Don't worry, I'll be right there."

Ning Buyi listened to the electronic voice and was speechless! Why was Zhu Yanhe still pretending at a time like this!

Previously, the unknown fear had kept him from even leaving the house, but now that he knew his adoptive father was at the door and that Zhu Yanhe was coming soon, he stood up straight with a lot of confidence. He didn't even have time to put on his slippers before stepping out the door on the wooden floor.

Screw it!

"I won't open it!" A clear voice came from behind the door, making the beggar-like man outside gasp for breath.

"I knew you were a beast! Open the door for me, you son of a bitch!"

Ning Buyi stood with his hands on his hips, speaking in a smug tone: "I won't open it, I won't open it. Go ahead and hit me! Hit me like you used to!"

Ning Dawei used to be a complete scoundrel, often going out to party and drink. When he came back, we would pick him up and beat him up, whether he was doing his homework or sleeping. So whenever Ning Buyi heard the door lock being moved, he would hide everywhere.

Ning Dawei cursed helplessly outside: "You little bastard who crawled out of that bitch's belly, why didn't I fucking kill you back then?"

After pausing from cursing, he was panting heavily, with a hoarse cough mixed in. Ning Buyi calmly retorted a couple of times inside, which infuriated the other person. Ning Buyi kept chattering away, doing whatever was most infuriating, hoping to drive him crazy.

"You bastard, if you've got the guts, then don't come out. Let's see how you live. You fucking dare to jump off a building, you little bastard!" Ning Dawei seemed to have finally found something that could control Ning Buyi's life. He laughed exaggeratedly, like a madman.

Just as Ning Buyi was about to speak, the insults outside abruptly stopped, followed by a crisp sound, seemingly the sound of bones breaking, and then a deafening wail that poured out like a flood.

Ning Buyi jogged a few steps and peeked through the peephole. The person dressed in a bear costume stared at the beggar who had been thrown into the corner. Ning Dawei, covered in dirt, clutched his stomach with one hand, while the other hand was twisted beyond recognition, broken from the beating.

Ning Dawei tried to say something, but Zhu Yan kicked him back. Because the mascot costume was made of soft material, the kick didn't cause much harm. He lay on the ground, struggling in pain, yelling, "Damn it, murder is illegal! I'm calling the police!!"

Even as death loomed, Ning Dawei was still spewing profanities. The teddy bear stood there quietly, while Zhu Yanhe's expression remained icy. This time, he had no intention of getting his hands dirty, and he spoke in a flat electronic voice into the elevator: "Bring them up."

"Are you coming out?" The doll turned around and looked behind the door. He had just come up in the elevator when he heard Ning Buyi's mouth chatter like a machine gun. He even knew how to talk back instead of being a coward.

The door opened slowly with a beep, and Ning Buyi popped his head out. He first glanced at the person lying in the corner, groaning in pain.

"Put on your shoes," the electronic voice announced.

Ning Buyi, who was about to step out, withdrew his foot, slapped on the slippers by the door, and walked out. He stood about two meters away from Ning Dawei, next to the teddy bear.

The man, barely clinging to life, saw Ning Buyi's face and struggled, writhing like an insect. His still-intact hand reached out as if trying to grab Ning Buyi from his eyes.

The boy showed no emotion on his face, neither angry nor sad. No matter what Ning Dawei did, it had nothing to do with him anymore. The so-called kinship ties had been worn away long ago when he was young.

He was an unwanted child from a very young age.

"Who is he?" The doll's head turned around.

“My dad.” Ning Buyi stared at him, then turned to look at the doll. He opened his mouth as if to add something, but then hesitated, afraid that Zhu Yan would misunderstand him as a bad kid.

"No need to explain, I know everything." Zhu Yanhe forgot that he was still Da Xiong. That sentence was enough to expose him. He didn't notice, but Ning Buyi already knew.

When the elevator doors opened, there were several people standing inside, most of them with bandages on their bodies, two of them using crutches, and the one in the middle sitting in a wheelchair.

Ning Buyi didn't understand why he had brought a group of sick and disabled people over at first. When he looked up and saw their faces, he grabbed the bear's arm and hid behind the people.

He's not scared, he's not that cowardly!

His arm was suddenly gripped tightly, and Zhu Yanhe reached out and covered his hand. As soon as the group of people got out of the elevator, they looked around and locked onto Ning Buyi behind the doll. They bowed to the boy in unison.

"sorry!"

Ning Buyi gripped his hand even tighter. What kind of situation was this? It looked like he'd been beaten into submission!

"The person is over there." The teddy bear raised its head and pointed to the person huddled in the corner.

Ning Buwei was terrified by the originally hideous face. How could he not recognize this group of people? He would eventually reap what he sowed.

Lin Qian looked at the man on the ground and said fiercely, "Drag him away!"

Everything he has now is thanks to this dead man. Now that we've finally caught him, how could we not let him off easy?

Lin Qian laughed maniacally, while Ning Dawei cried and screamed in despair. The cramped elevator was filled with anger, resentment, regret, fear, and all sorts of unpleasant emotions. Ning Buyi clutched the woolen clothes tightly in his hands, his palms gradually growing cold.

People often only realize how bitter the consequences are when they've already swallowed them.

A large group of people went downstairs in a grand procession. The incandescent lights shone brightly, and the noisy stairwell finally returned to quiet. Only the two of them remained in the small space. Da Xiong spoke again: "Don't worry, they will turn themselves in for what they did before. As for that person, the culprit will be held accountable."

Ning Buyi stared blankly at the doll in front of him, then suddenly said, "Apologize to me."

Everyone thought it was an unreasonable act, but Mr. Bear rushed over immediately and resolved everything for him, so why should he apologize?

Mr. Bear turned around, still holding the boy's hand tightly. He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Buyi's eyebrows curved into a smile, his eyes glistening with tears. Zhu Yanhe, who was standing at the door, also apologized to him.

"Zhu Yanhe, I forgive you."

The teddy bear stood frozen in place. Ning Buyi thought he was scared out of his wits, so he reached out and took off the bear's headgear, revealing a handsome man's face. The boy rubbed his eyes and muttered, "I knew it was you all along."

Well, in the end, he still had to pick them.

It was only at this moment that Zhu Yanhe realized that Ning Buyi did not love "Da Xiong"; this time, he had always loved "Zhu Yanhe".

The man's face was unusually blank, revealing his initial awkwardness. Ning Buyi tiptoed and hooked her arms around his neck, the soft touch pressing against her lips. The boy was still awkward in his kisses, only managing to press his lips against hers.

Zhu Yanhe's heart trembled violently. He couldn't express the feeling; a surge of warm current was engulfing his heart, making it tender and uncontrollable.

The man wrapped his arms around his waist, held him against the door, their lips pressed together, their canine teeth nibbling and rubbing against each other, their tongues entwined, love mixed with an ambiguous atmosphere, lingering in the small space and clinging to the gray walls.

Ning Buyi kept his eyes open as Zhu Yanhe intently nibbled at his lips. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing was amplified several times in the quiet elevator. Zhu Yanhe's breathing was somewhat rapid.

Ning Buyi asked hesitantly, "Am I delicious?"

Zhu Yanhe chuckled helplessly, "Delicious."

The boy's heart pounded, his cheeks flushed crimson. Zhu Yanhe pressed closer, gently probing into the boy's mouth, his tongue entwining with his own. His hands, too, restlessly explored Ning Buyi's clothes, caressing his fair skin.

The sudden itch made him instinctively snuggle closer to Zhu Yan and the man, who enveloped him completely in his arms. If someone were standing behind him, they wouldn't even notice that there was someone else behind him.

Zhu Yanhe kissed him for over half an hour at the door before finally letting him go, because his cheeks were sore! Ning Buyi clung to the man, resting against Zhu Yanhe's shoulder, unconsciously sticking out his tongue slightly—it felt so good!

"Do you hate me?" Zhu Yanhe asked again as she opened the door while holding him.

"I don't hate her anymore." Ning Buyi shook his head and chuckled. He had already forgiven Zhu Yanhe!

"Do you like me?" the man asked softly, tapping the light switch with one hand while holding his knuckles. The sudden light washed away the darkness in the room, and Zhu Yanhe calmly placed him on the bed.

Ning Buyi hadn't figured out this problem yet. All he could think of today was that he could forgive Zhu Yanhe. He hadn't thought of anything else yet. Ning Buyi lay on the bed, his hair spread out on the bed: "But right now I only miss you a little bit, and I guess I only like you a little bit too!"

"Then how can I make you like me a little more?" Zhu Yan leaned in and pressed down on him, trapping him between his arms. His breath sprayed all over his face, and the weight on his body was real. Ning Buyi braced herself against his shoulders and tried to push him away.

"I don't know either, it's so heavy... Best wishes to Yanhe."

Whether it was because the two of them wanted to be close, Ning Buyi's heart was beating very fast. It seemed that every impact was in sync with his. Zhu Yanhe's face was close to his, his eyes seemed to be filled with many stars, the boy's eyes were red, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Zhu Yanhe sensed something was wrong and immediately sat up, helping the other person up and pulling him into his arms. His large hand kept stroking the other person's back in a very protective gesture: "Are you feeling better?"

Ning Buyi nodded, panting as he clutched his chest. What a close call! He almost ended up in the hospital again!

"What are you thinking about?" Zhu Yan asked, leaning close to his ear. Ning Buyi must have almost suffered from respiratory alkali poisoning again, caused by being too emotional. He was very curious about what was going on in Ning Buyi's little head.

Ning Buyi exclaimed "Ah!" He hadn't thought of anything; just staring at Zhu Yanhe made his heart race. Ning Buyi then told Zhu Yanhe what had happened.

"That's what liking someone is."

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Author's Note: The two were lying in bed that night when Ning Buyi suddenly said, "Life is too short." Zhu Yanhe raised an eyebrow; his wife was saying such wistful things now. Just as she was thinking of how to comfort him, Ning Buyi added, "You're not covering my feet!" Apparently, the blanket was on backwards. [Stand-up rabbit head emoji]