Chapter 33: Testing
Only after he finished speaking did he realize who he was facing. After calming down, the pain in his body instantly hit him.
"Well…!"
Seeing him holding his waist with a painful look on his face, Fu Quezhou quickly put down the chicken soup and went over to support him.
But as soon as his hand touched Su Yumian's arm, he bounced away reflexively and moved to the inside of the bed.
Fu Quezhou's hand froze in mid-air, the tenderness on his face froze instantly, and he stared at Su Yumian for a long time.
The atmosphere in the room was suffocatingly cold, and the gentleness he showed was just the calm before the storm for Su Yumian.
I don’t know when he will go crazy again, and I’m afraid his small body won’t be able to bear it when that happens.
"This is the chicken soup I made for you." Fu Quezhou turned around, picked up the chicken soup and sat down beside the bed.
He scooped up some chicken soup with a spoon and brought it to Su Yumian's lips. It was hard to tell whether his voice was happy or angry, but it was still an order, "Open your mouth."
Su Yumian subconsciously tilted his head slightly and looked away.
Upon seeing this, Fu Quezhou clenched his cheeks and his tone became noticeably colder, "Open your mouth!"
Judging from the situation, if he doesn't drink this chicken soup today, things will not end well.
He sighed softly, slowly moved closer to the spoon and opened his mouth, but the moment his teeth touched the spoon, his teeth felt sour and the chicken soup instantly became bitter in his mouth and difficult to swallow.
"Swallow it." Fu Quezhou looked a little ugly when he saw him holding it in his mouth.
Surrounded by a great feeling of suffocation, Su Yumian felt like he was almost unable to breathe, his Adam's apple rolled but he still couldn't swallow.
It’s not that the chicken soup is so unpalatable, but knowing that it was made by Fu Quezhou, his body would react with resistance first.
The three days of torture were still vivid in his mind, but Fu Quezhou was able to continue pretending nothing had happened as if nothing had happened.
Su Yumian's tears of fear flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks to her chin and then dripped into the chicken soup.
Seeing this, Fu Quezhou took out a tissue and calmly wiped his tears. Then he scooped up another spoonful of chicken soup and brought it to his mouth, "Come on, have another sip."
He ate one mouthful after another until there was not a drop of chicken soup left in the bowl, and only then was Fu Quezhou satisfied.
He stood up and walked out, but stopped when he was almost at the door. He tilted his head slightly and said calmly, "Rest here well until you feel better. The company has already asked for leave for you."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
Su Yumian stared at the closed door, and heard the conversation between Fu Quezhou and Secretary Jin from outside.
"Watch him carefully and don't let him run around."
"Okay, Mr. Fu."
After hearing the footsteps fade away, Su Yumian forced himself to walk to the door and tried to turn the doorknob, but it didn't open.
Sure enough, he was placed under house arrest.
Although I'm not shackled like last time, what's the difference between this and shackles?
He could go nowhere except this room.
He hasn't left the house for six days. Not to mention the classes, he has no hope of getting a bonus for absenteeism without reason. If he doesn't go to the company again, I'm afraid his salary will be deducted.
Moreover, his cell phone was taken away by Fu Quezhou, so Zhou Xubai couldn't contact him. What if he called the police again and angered Fu Quezhou?
He returned to bed dejectedly.
Fu Quezhou was afraid that he would be bored, so he prepared a few books and placed them beside his bed. Now, it seemed that there was nothing he could do except reading.
Apart from the fact that he couldn't go out, Fu Quezhou was able to report to the company on time every day and go home on time at 6 pm.
The first thing I did when I returned to the villa was to go to the bedroom to check on Su Yumian.
"How are you today? Are you still feeling pain?" Fu Quezhou climbed onto the bed, hugged Su Yumian's waist from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder.
At first, Su Yumian was very resistant. After all, resistance was an instinct after something like that happened.
But as time goes by, Fu Quezhou has gone from forcing him to drink chicken soup in the beginning to being willing to follow his schedule now, and the overall situation has improved a lot.
Su Yumian also went from resisting it before to accepting it reluctantly. Every day after get off work, Fu Quezhou would go to his room to talk to him.
"fine."
During the week he was recuperating in bed, Fu Quezhou did nothing except hug him and sleep with him.
After he falls asleep, he will leave and go to sleep in another bedroom.
This went on for a week.
But that feeling of oppression and suffocation never disappeared. He thought that if Fu Quezhou wanted, he might keep him under house arrest for life.
Su Yumian flipped through the book expressionlessly, letting Fu Quezhou's head rest on his shoulder and his big hands wander around his waist, but he didn't react at all.
Fu Quezhou looked displeased, licking his slightly cracked lips with the tip of his tongue. His gaze moved from Su Yumian's collarbone to his expressionless face, wondering what bad idea he was up to.
Just when Su Yumian thought he was going to get mad again, Fu Quezhou put his lips close to his ear, nibbled and rubbed his earlobe, and said, "The weather will be nice tomorrow. When I'm done with my work, I'll take you out for a walk."
Su Yumian, who originally looked lifeless like a walking corpse, heard this, and a glimmer of light flashed in his calm eyes, but he quickly concealed the light with composure.
He continued to flip through the pages of the book and said calmly, "No."
Fu Quezhou didn't notice Su Yumian's abnormality. He chuckled softly into his ear and asked, "Why?"
"No reason, I just don't want to go." She closed the book and put it on the bedside table, then broke free from his arms, lay down on her side and slept with her back to him.
It seemed as calm as a pond without any ripples, but Su Yumian's heart was beating wildly. He knew that Fu Quezhou was testing him.
Fu Quezhou was stunned for a moment, and seeing that he really had no reaction and an attitude that showed no desire for the outside world at all, he suddenly curled his lips and smiled.
Tuck him in and say, "Good night."
After saying that, Fu Quezhou turned around and went out, and considerately turned off the lights when he reached the door.
As the door slowly closed, even the last ray of light in the room disappeared. Su Yumian then opened his eyes and stared at the dark room in a daze.
Fu Quezhou returned to his room, and at this time the WeChat notification sound came from the mobile phone in his trouser pocket.
He took out his cell phone and opened WeChat. The message came from: Zhou Xubai.
Five days ago, Zhou Xubai sent a message: "Yu Mian, where are you?"
Four days ago: "Call me back, I'm worried."
Today: "It's been six days. If you don't reply to me, I'm going to call the police."
Seeing the words "Call the police," Fu Quezhou sneered and replied in Su Yumian's name: "I'm fine."
Less than two seconds after the message was sent, Zhou Xubai's phone rang. After it rang a few times, Fu Quezhou finally answered the call.
As soon as he put the phone to his ear, Zhou Xubai's excited voice came from the receiver, making him frown uncomfortably and hold the phone away.
"Hello? Yu Mian, where are you? Do you know how worried I am? You said you were only going out for a while, but you didn't come back for six days..."
"He eats well and sleeps well here with me. You don't need to worry about him."
“…”
Zhou Xubai was silent for a moment on the other end of the line. His voice changed from excited to cold, switching smoothly. "Give the phone to Yu Mian and have him answer it."
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