Chapter 66 "Are you going to have a cold war with me?"
Even though Ren Yizi's hand was bandaged, a lot of blood still seeped out. Because of the surge of adrenaline just now, he was only now slowly feeling the pain in his bones and skin. However, he frowned and didn't want to talk at all. He mercifully let Wen Siru touch his hand.
He looked at the scenery passing by outside the window. Countless blurry street lights flashed quickly before his eyes. Seeing fewer and fewer tall buildings, he knew that they were almost at the junction of the city and the suburbs.
In other words, we will soon arrive at Wensi Confucianism.
The cold wind and rain poured in from the broken car window, blowing heavily on him.
He didn't know why he felt sleepy even in this situation. His stomach started to ache, as if thousands of needles were pricking him. He became very unconscious and slowly fell asleep leaning against the chair.
Wen Siru took this opportunity to collect the glass fragments and throw them away. He carried Ren Yizi all the way to the destination.
Ren Yizi was in a daze and felt that Wen Siru carried him all the way back after getting off the car, and his feet never touched the ground.
Even though it was raining, the road felt very stable and he didn't get wet at all.
Along the way, they could hear the servants of the Wen family discussing with them:
"Oh, the young master actually came back with a very handsome boy on his back."
"Yes, it seems that he came to our manor to eat during the National Day and Chinese New Year last time?"
"Oh, the wife also praised this handsome boy, don't you remember?"
"Hey, isn't this the man Young Master Wen brought home to play with during the Chinese New Year this year? Why aren't you tired of him yet?"
"What male companion? This guy is very likely to be the male host here. The young master got very angry because of him last time, and he and Young Master Zhao had a falling out. The Zhao family's status among the aristocratic families has plummeted, and they are about to file for bankruptcy.
Keep your voices down and be polite to him. You will definitely get benefits in the future. Stop slacking off and get to work quickly..."
When Ren Yizi woke up again, he was lying in a place he was familiar with - the master bedroom of Wensi Confucian Family.
He moved and saw that the wound on his hand had been bandaged again, and the glass embedded in his hand had been picked out cleanly.
"Awake?" Wen Siru sat by the bed, holding out eye drops to put in his eyes. "Put some eye drops in, and your eyes won't get swollen."
Ren Yizi didn't say anything. He turned his head and the eye drops dripped onto his cheek, feeling cool.
Wen Siru was not annoyed. He supported Ren Yizi's head and quickly put eye drops into his eyes again: "Your hand injury will take some time to heal. The doctor said you should eat less spicy seafood. I have already told Uncle Lin to make light food for you these days..."
Ren Yizi didn't have the patience to listen. He raised his hand to push Wen Siru away, only to find something was wrong. He had chains on his hands, feet, waist and neck. They looked good, but they all had buckles. What did Wen Siru want to do with this?
He asked angrily, "Why are you wearing these on me?"
Wen Siru also confessed: "I am worried about your safety, afraid of getting lost with you... and afraid that you will abandon me."
Ren Yizi wanted to roll his eyes. Wen Siru's explanation was really high-sounding. Wasn't it just because of that terrifying desire for control?
Ren Yizi knew about this thing. If he was more than ten meters away from Wen Si Ru, Wen Si Ru's mobile phone would sound an alarm. Ren Yizi had previously wanted to buy this thing from a hobby store to play with Wen Si Ru. These chains were originally things to add to the fun, but Wen Si Ru used them in his daily life.
It turns out that the thinking of a madman is incomprehensible to ordinary people.
Ren Yizi wanted to escape from Wensi Confucianism, but he pretended not to want to escape, just like a puppet, pretending that his hand was injured and it was inconvenient for him to work.
These days, he looked content to be served by Wen Si Ru in every way. Wen Si Ru personally helped him with washing, dressing, and eating. He also washed his underwear every day and almost helped him pee.
The housekeeper Uncle Lin couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to call someone to help Wen Si Ru take care of Ren Yi Zi, but Wen Si Ru was unwilling to do so and insisted on taking care of him personally.
Wen Si Ru also took the opportunity to ask for leave from school for Ren Yi Zi. As the college entrance examination was approaching, many students asked for leave to go home and study, and Hei Xuanfeng approved it without any surprise.
However, this kind of thing should usually be said by the students themselves, rather than by classmates.
Ren Yizi had no idea how Wen Si Ru had managed to get the old man Black Whirlwind to do the job. Hei Xuanfeng probably said he wanted to help him review comprehensively, and Black Whirlwind doted on Wen Si Ru, treating him like his own son. And maybe Wen Si Ru would approve leave for both of them without any explanation.
Ren Yizi was well taken care of these days and his hand injury recovered quickly.
Wen Si Ru started to help him do homework during the day, and the two of them had to sleep together at night.
Ren Yizi didn't put up much of a fight. After all, he had a "tutor" to help him with his homework during the day. Ren Yizi wasn't clueless about the big issues. Who wouldn't like labor that didn't cost a penny? Who knows how expensive it is to hire a tutor these days?
Wen Siru hugged Ren Yizi, pinched his Adam's apple, and touched his head: "Be good, I will give you everything I can give you."
"Hmm..." Ren Yizi's body exuded fragrance, and he replied lazily.
A few days later, Wen Siru said that his father Wen Zongyuan was coming and a family social event would be held here. He asked Ren Yizi to stay in the dark room next to the bedroom for a while.
Ren Yizi was very happy. He and Wen Siru stayed together every day like conjoined twins, with no personal breathing space at all.
He was very glad that Wen Zongyuan came, and Wen Siru's energy could finally be distracted. Otherwise, he would really suffer, both physically and mentally.
Ren Yizi finally had a moment to breathe, and he even came to the dark room with a little anticipation.
He looked around and found that calling this place a darkroom was an understatement. It was like a secret bedroom and was very tidy.
There were countless classical glass lamps hanging in the secret room, and reliefs of dragons and tigers worth tens of millions carved on the walls. There were also many antiques and picture albums that were obviously worth a lot of money placed on the floor.
What made him shudder was that those valuable things didn't seem to receive much attention from Wen Si Ru.
Instead, some slightly blurry photos were placed on a frame, covered with a glass cover, and placed in the center of the secret room, illuminated by a special warm yellow light.
If it were just an ordinary photo, Ren Yizi wouldn't have been afraid. But when he got closer, he saw that they were all candid photos of himself! Most of them were of his back or profile.
Ren Yizi shuddered all over.
When did Wen Si Ru start to notice him, and when did he secretly take so many photos of him without him noticing?
Ren Yizi quickly opened the glass cover, picked up the photos and looked at them one by one, his hands shaking. Wen Siru might be even more perverted than he imagined, simply a pervert among demons.
He initially judged that most of these photos were taken during his senior year of high school, but sometimes, Wen Si Ru was clearly with him, so why did he secretly take so many photos of him?
But the angles are not all from Wen Si Ru's side. Perhaps some of the photos are not taken by Wen Si Ru?
Ren Yizi's mind was a complete mess at the moment, unable to work at all, as if it had been rusted.
He instinctively took a few steps back and suddenly bumped into a wall of flesh.
Looking back, it turned out to be Wen Si Ru!
Every nerve in Ren Yizi's body screamed with fear.
When exactly had Wen Siru appeared behind him without anyone noticing? Was he too focused to notice him?
Ren Yizi was so frightened that he quickly threw the photo at Wen Siru's face. His mind went blank and he shouted harshly, "Pervert!"
The corners of Wen Siru's eyes were bloodshot. He slowly grasped Ren Yizi's wrist, made a "tsk" sound, and then said leisurely, "It's my fault. I forgot about this place and didn't put these things away. It would have been much better if you hadn't discovered these. Ah Zi, can you forget everything you saw today?"
Ren Yizicai didn't believe his nonsense. Who was Wen Siru? How could he forget to put away such an important thing? He had clearly shown these things to him on purpose, to scare him into dependence.
Ren Yizi felt that something was wrong with Wen Siru today, because his fair face had lost its former gentleness and he looked as if his patience had run out.
Ren Yizi soon smelled the smell of alcohol. He quickly shook off Wen Siru's hand and was about to leave without saying a word.
"Are you going to have a cold war with me?" Wen Siru suddenly grabbed Ren Yizi's hands with a sinister look on his face, lifted them up to the corner of the wall, and before Ren Yizi could react, he immediately started kissing him intensively, quickly and roughly.
"Well...what's wrong with you today?" Ren Yizi was kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe. He pushed Wen Siru who was gradually attacking him.
Wen Siru shackled Ren Yizi extremely roughly, forcing him to indulge in that crazy and twisted love.
The air in the secret room was thin, the lights were dim, and the only sound was the distant, muffled sound of raindrops.
…
Ren Yizi woke up in the evening of the next day. He remembered that he and Wen Siru had rested in the dark room last night, and he didn't know when he was carried back to the master bedroom.
At this moment, the housekeeper knocked on the door and came in, bringing him a plate of snacks: "Are you awake?"
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