It's me
Wen Juzhi's knife-wounding case was quickly put on the agenda. After Xie Mo was discharged from the hospital, he began to busy himself with the police and lawyers within a few days. Li Huaizhou ran back and forth between the cat cafe and Xie Mo's villa every day. He would watch the shop during the day and take care of Xie Mo's injuries at night. Occasionally, he would go with Xie Mo to the law firm, but he would always be pressed on the sofa in the lounge area by Xie Mo, saying, "Just sit still."
Three days before the trial, Xie Mo took Li Huaizhou to see his lawyer. When he opened the door to the conference room, Li Huaizhou looked up and saw the man sitting across from him. He was stunned. The man was wearing a dark gray suit and thin-framed glasses. The business card he handed over had the words "Lawyer Chen" printed on it. He was clearly the lawyer that Shen Qitang had found for him three years ago to send Wen Juzhi to prison.
Li Huaizhou paused with his fingertips holding the business card, turned his head to look at Xie Mo beside him, a smile hidden in his eyes, and deliberately winked at him: "Did you arrange this before? You and Shen Qitang had already agreed on this, right?"
Xie Mo didn't answer immediately, but reached out to hold his hand, gently hooking his fingertips. The two clasped hands swayed in the air, and his tone was a bit gentle and matter-of-fact: "I can't let my boyfriend be bullied, right?"
The word "boyfriend" rang in Li Huaizhou's ears, and his cheeks couldn't help but heat up. But he didn't break free from his hand, instead leaning closer to him. As he left the law firm, the evening breeze rustled the evergreen leaves on the roadside. Li Huaizhou suddenly remembered that chaotic night three years ago—after calling the police and returning to the second floor of "Neon," he had a high fever. In his daze, someone held him, gave him stomach medicine, and took care of him. She even held him and cried...
He stopped, pulled Shemer's sleeve, and softened his voice: "The night I had a fever after calling the police, it was also you... right?"
Xie Mo turned his head to look at him, the light from the street lamp fell into his eyes, reflecting the shadow of Li Huaizhou. He didn't say anything, just curled the corners of his mouth, and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed. Li Huaizhou looked at his smile, and his heart instantly knew the answer. His nose suddenly felt sore, and he almost couldn't hold back tears. Xie Mo noticed his emotions, reached out and pinched his fingers, and said with a little distress: "If you had held me tighter at that time, I wouldn't have been willing to leave."
Li Huaizhou sniffed, buried his face in his shoulder and rubbed it, his voice muffled: "Then don't leave next time."
"I'm not leaving." Xie Mo tightened his arms and held him in his arms, "I'm not leaving anymore."
On the day of the trial, when Wen Juzhi was escorted in by the bailiff, his eyes were still sinister. He stared at Li Huaizhou intently, muttering harsh words. Li Huaizhou had long been accustomed to his curses and simply lowered his eyes. Xie Mo held his fingers tightly, and the warmth of his palm made him feel particularly at ease.
The trial went smoothly. Lawyer Chen presented a complete chain of evidence, clearly demonstrating Wen Juzhi's intentional injury and previous criminal record. Xie Mo had originally only sustained a second-degree minor injury, but Lawyer Chen's words were venomous, pointing out a multitude of issues, including Wen Juzhi's criminal record. Finally, when the judge pronounced the sentence, he pronounced the words "life imprisonment"—everyone was stunned. Even Wen Juzhi couldn't believe it. It wasn't until the bailiffs were about to take him away that he reacted, struggling frantically and screaming in Li Huaizhou's direction, "Li Huaizhou! You ungrateful bastard! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"
Li Huaizhou frowned, but there was no major emotional fluctuation. He just subconsciously leaned closer to Xie Mo, but in fact, he was immune to it. The next second, Xie Mo suddenly reached out from behind and covered his ears. The warmth of his palm blocked out the harsh curses.
"Don't listen to him." Xie Mo's voice was close to his ear, very soft, but with unquestionable firmness. Li Huaizhou turned his head helplessly, reached out to pull his hand away, and his fingertips touched his warm palm: "It's okay, I'm used to hearing it, I don't care."
"I care." Xie Mo's fingers didn't loosen, but instead covered his ears tighter. His eyes were as cold as ice, but softened instantly when he looked at Li Huaizhou. "I don't want you to hear these dirty things."
Li Huaizhou's heart softened at these words. He leaned forward and kissed Xie Mo on the cheek, his voice teasing: "Really? My boss Xie is so considerate?" Xie Mo raised his eyebrows and reached out to scratch his chin. "I... am happy to..."
When they walked out of the court, it was already dark. Xie Mo said he wanted to celebrate and took Li Huaizhou to a private restaurant hidden in an alley. In the private room, there were sweet and sour pork ribs and scrambled eggs with tomatoes that Li Huaizhou loved, and Xie Mo brought a few bottles of white wine.
Li Huaizhou was satisfied with his meal, propping up his head and tilting his head to look at Xie Mo. Xie Mo was obviously in a good mood today and had drunk quite a bit of wine. He was usually quiet and aloof, but now he was holding the wine glass with his fingertips, his eyes a little straight, and occasionally he would unconsciously poke at the empty wine bottle on the table, like a slightly dazed child. "Okay, stop poking, do you want to drink or not?" Li Huaizhou couldn't help laughing and reached out to move the bottle to the side.
Xie Mo looked up at him with a bit of confusion in his eyes. After a few seconds, he reacted and obediently withdrew his hand. Instead, he held Li Huaizhou's hand, gently stroking his knuckles with his fingertips, and said in a sticky tone: "Baby, are you full?"
"I'm full." Li Huaizhou patted the back of his hand. "Let's go back. You've had too much to drink."
Xie Mo did not refute and let Li Huaizhou help him stand up. The two took a taxi back to the second floor of the "Mint Velvet Tail" cat cafe. That was Li Huaizhou's residence. Later, Xie Mo moved in and added a bigger bed. He also put a small sofa by the window so that they could watch the cats playing downstairs together at night. Li Huaizhou helped Xie Mo sit on the bed. Just as he was about to turn around to pour him a glass of warm water to sober him up, his wrist was grabbed by Xie Mo. "Baby..." Xie Mo's voice was a little hoarse with the smell of alcohol, and he held his hand tightly.
Li Huaizhou turned around and smiled helplessly: "I'll go get you some water and be back soon."
"Don't..." Xie Mo suddenly frowned, and with much more strength than usual, he pulled Li Huaizhou into his arms. He sat on the bed, and Li Huaizhou stood in front of him, with his arms around his waist, his whole body pressed against him. Xie Mo's warm breath sprayed on his lower abdomen, with the aroma of wine, a little itchy. Li Huaizhou couldn't help but want to hide, but he hugged him tighter.
"What's wrong?" Li Huaizhou reached out and touched his head, like soothing a grumpy cat. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Xie Mo raised his head, his eyes a little blurry, but he stared at Li Huaizhou's face for a long time, then suddenly reached out and lifted the corner of Li Huaizhou's clothes. Li Huaizhou was startled and quickly held his clothes: "What are you doing?" Xie Mo didn't say anything, just buried his head in his lower abdomen, gently rubbing his cheek against his skin, and said in a muffled voice: "I like it... It's very hot here..."
The warm touch came through the thin clothes, and Li Huaizhou's body froze instantly. His lower abdomen felt like it was on fire, itchy and hot. He quickly reached out to pry Xie Mo's head open, and said in a panic: "Don't make trouble, be obedient."
Xie Mo was pushed away a little by him. When he looked up at him, there was a hint of grievance in his eyes, like a puppy rejected by its owner. He blinked his eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered. Li Huaizhou couldn't stand him like this. The panic in his heart was instantly replaced by tenderness. Why was this man so clingy when he was drunk? He was even more troublesome than when he was drunk.
"I don't dislike you." Li Huaizhou explained quickly, afraid that he would think too much.
Xie Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this. He suddenly leaned over, nuzzled his chin with the tip of his nose, and said tentatively, "So... do you want to try it?" Li Huaizhou was stunned for two seconds before realizing what he was saying. His cheeks flushed instantly, as if they were on fire. He quickly reached out to push his head away, "What?! This isn't the right time... isn't it?"
Xie Mo didn't give him a chance to refuse. He directly put his arm around his waist and pulled him to the bed. Li Huaizhou fell to the edge of the bed. Before he could get up, Xie Mo pressed him down. Xie Mo's knees were pressed between his legs, and the weight of his body gently pressed him. His tone was a little aggrieved, but his eyes were extremely serious: "Don't you want to?"
Li Huaizhou looked at himself in his eyes, his heart beating rapidly. He turned his head away, not daring to look at him, and said in a somewhat awkward voice, "It's not that I don't want to... I'm just not ready. Besides, the kittens like to sleep in my bed at night. They're all little kids, and it wouldn't be good if they saw me..." Before he could finish his words, Xie Mo suddenly lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth. The kiss was light, with the sweetness of plum wine, but it quickly became violent. Xie Mo's tongue pried open his teeth and gently wrapped around his tongue, as if comforting, but also as if plundering.
Li Huaizhou subconsciously wanted to struggle. Wen Juzhi had been like this before, always using brute force to hold him down, kissing him fiercely and fiercely, with a suffocating feeling of oppression. But the next second, he felt Xie Mo's hand gently rubbing the back of his neck. The movement was incredibly gentle, and the warmth of his palm made him relax instantly.
Xie Mo kissed him for a long time before letting him go. Li Huaizhou's lips were red from the kiss and his breathing was a little rapid. Their clothes had been taken off at some point. Li Huaizhou tilted his head and his eyes fell on Xie Mo's back. There were seventeen scars crisscrossing there, some old, and two new ones, all left for him. Those scars looked a little hideous under the light. If someone else saw them, they might be scared, but Li Huaizhou only felt distressed. He reached out to touch him, but as his fingertips touched Xie Mo's skin, Xie Mo grabbed his wrist.
"Is it really ugly... I'm almost scared to tears..." Xie Mo's voice was lower than usual, a little hoarse, and there was a subtle uneasiness in his eyes. Li Huaizhou quickly shook his head, and put his other hand on his back, gently stroking along the lines of the scars: "Not ugly, quite handsome. Really."
Xie Mo looked at his serious eyes and suddenly smiled. He leaned over and kissed his neck, licking his collarbone with the tip of his tongue. His voice was a little hoarse and seductive: "So...are you ready now?"
The itch on his neck made Li Huaizhou tremble uncontrollably. He looked up at Xie Mo's face, and the panic in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only tenderness. He put his arms around Xie Mo's neck, and gently put his arms on his shoulders, saying a little "hmm"
Xie Mo lowered his head and kissed his forehead, his movements were incredibly gentle. He reached out to the bedside hand cream, squeezed out almost a whole tube, and gently helped Li Huaizhou. His movements were very light, as if he was afraid of breaking the person in his arms. Every touch was tentative. When he noticed Li Huaizhou's tension, he would stop, lower his head and kiss the corner of his mouth, and coax him softly: "It's okay."
Li Huaizhou lay on the bed, his head buried in the pillow, his cheeks burning. The unfamiliar touch made him subconsciously tense his body, and the shadow of Wen Juzhi flashed through his mind again. Those forced and painful memories surged up like a tide, making him tremble uncontrollably.
"It's me, baby...it's me." Xie Mo noticed his trembling, leaned over and pressed against his back, rubbing his chin against his shoulder, and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay..." Li Huaizhou's eyes instantly turned red. He turned around, put his arms around Xie Mo's neck, buried his face in his neck and rubbed it, with a little cry in his voice: "I know...but I want to see you." "Okay." Xie Mo held his waist and slowly adjusted his posture so that he could see his face clearly. His eyes were full of tenderness, and his fingertips gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Li Huaizhou's eyes.
Li Huaizhou nodded, looked into Xie Mo's eyes, and gradually relaxed. But when Xie Mo was about to start running, he couldn't help but tense up. He reached out and pushed Xie Mo's shoulder, his voice a little panicked, "Don't... You'll die..." Xie Mo was amused by him, lowered her head and kissed the tip of his nose, her tone a little soothing, "You won't die, I'll be gentle, take your time."
(While running and exercising...)
The initial pain gradually faded, replaced by a strange throbbing. Li Huaizhou couldn't help but reach out and hug Xie Mo. After an unknown amount of time, Li Huaizhou was so tired that his whole body was weak. He lay in Xie Mo's arms, without even the strength to raise his hands. Xie Mo held him, and his fingertips gently ran along his back.
"Are you okay?" Xie Mo lowered his head and kissed the top of his head, his voice a little hoarse. Li Huaizhou rubbed his chest, his voice lazy and a little naughty: "It's okay... Actually, it's quite...feeling good."
Xie Mo was amused by his words and reached out to pinch his cheek: "Then I will try harder next time." He carried Li Huaizhou to the bathroom, and the warm water flowed over their bodies, washing away all the sweat. Li Huaizhou squinted his eyes comfortably, leaned in his arms, and let him play with him.
Li Huaizhou was completely exhausted, nestling in Xie Mo's arms, his eyes almost unable to open. Xie Mo held him, patting his back gently, like coaxing a child to sleep, his voice gentle: "Go to sleep, I'm here"
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