Chapter 51: Pure Landlord and Black Tenant 19 Partner.
“Hmm…”
Ye Ling felt like he was thrown into the clouds, and then dragged into the boiling lava the next second.
What master, what mission, what 778... all were crushed by this violent kiss and thrown into the sky.
As a bird, he knew that the way one bird expresses affection is by pecking the beak of another. But it was just a touch, a tender touch like combing feathers.
But the entanglement between humans is completely different.
It moved with predatory force, causing strange electric currents to run rampant in the blood, igniting every nerve ending and causing the soul to tremble.
His head was dizzy, and all he could see was Shao Ye's magnified eyebrows and eyes. There was a fire burning in his deep eyes that seemed to want to burn him to death.
This look... is so familiar!
Jiang Lian from the previous world!
The floodgates of memory burst open.
Jiang Lian did the same on those rainy nights in the luxury apartment, kissing his lips fiercely as if she wanted to swallow him whole.
"You..." Ye Ling just uttered a word while taking a breath.
"Ouch!" A sudden sharp pain came from my collarbone!
Shao Ye actually...bit him!
Jiang Lianye from the previous world...
Jiang Lian had done the same thing before, leaving clear teeth marks on the side of his neck, neck, and collarbone...
Similar details were like puzzle pieces, colliding in Ye Ling's confused mind, trying to fit together.
Could it be... ?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sudden knock on the door extinguished the scorching atmosphere in the cubicle like ice water.
"Ye Ling? Shao Ye? Are you here? Outside...are you okay?" It was Shen Yuqiu's voice, coming through the door.
The two people in the compartment suddenly separated.
Shao Ye's eyes instantly regained clarity. He quickly straightened his slightly disheveled collar, his movements tinged with the anger of being interrupted.
Ye Ling frantically wiped her swollen lips with the back of her hand, making her look even more obvious.
My fingertips accidentally touched the fresh, moist bite mark on my collarbone, and I felt another pang of fear.
Shen Yuqiu was stunned at the door, seeing the two people like this -
Although Shao Ye's clothes were relatively neat, his lips were unusually red. And Ye Ling... looked like a bird that had just been brutally raped, her hair disheveled and her lips swollen. Her collar was askew, and a suspicious red mark could be vaguely seen.
“…” Shen Yuqiu opened his mouth but couldn’t ask anything.
Shao Ye didn't look at him, but just turned sideways and took the wrist of Ye Ling, who was still in a daze: "Let's go."
It just like that, pulling the dazed Ye Ling through the messy back corridor of the banquet hall, oblivious to the uproar and flashing cameras behind them that had not yet subsided.
The art exhibition that should have ruined Ye Ling's reputation turned into a shocking "coming out" and caused a huge uproar on the Internet.
Even Shao Ye's earth-shattering declaration could not stop all the disgusting headlines and speculations on the Internet.
[Shocking! The forbidden love between a wealthy second-generation painter and a poor tenant!]
[The handsome man from the Computer Science Department of University A publicly confesses his love: "He's the only one in my world!" ...A detailed account of Ye Ling's art scams!]
[Live Report! Ye Ling is forcefully escorted away by Shao Ye, seemingly in a state of collapse!]
[The truth behind the 'nude model'? Shao Ye admits it was her own choice, but Ye Ling's painting skills are still ridiculed by the industry!]
After this exposure, Ye Ling's halo as an "elegant and talented painter" was shattered to pieces, leaving only the gossip tied to Shao Ye.
His past works, which were highly praised by capital and marketing, were dug out and repeatedly criticized and attacked by countless "professionals" in the industry after being stripped of the "genius" filter.
“The lines are rigid, the colors are piled up, and there is no spirit at all!”
“Is this the new talent that A-list galleries are promoting? The tragedy of the art world!”
"Has Shao Ye been bewitched?"
Although Shao Ye took the initiative to accept all the surveillance and criticism, Ye Ling's truly worrying artistic level still became the most irrefutable and fatal attack point in this storm.
The Ye Family Mansion is now Ye Ling’s last safe haven.
[Zizizi... Host!] 778's weak, chaotic electronic sounds mingled with the harsh sound of electricity. [Oops... Oops! 'Disgrace' mission completion... Abnormal... World line anchoring offset too large... Disengaged from the channel... Failed to open... Insufficient energy...]
"What?!" Ye Ling jumped up from the sofa in shock. Failed to escape? Then wouldn't they...
"Sit down." Shao Ye had been watching his every move closely. Almost at the same time, a warm big hand pressed firmly on his shoulder and gently pushed him back into the soft sofa.
Shao Ye's eyes soothed him: "Have a good rest. You look so pale, what do you want to eat? Pudding? I'll get it for you."
Ye Ling looked at him blankly, the 778 alarm still buzzing in her head.
Shao Ye didn't ask any more questions and went to the basement. When he came out, he was holding only an ordinary thin and light laptop.
He walked over to the sofa next to Ye Ling and sat down, his laptop resting on his lap. The screen lit up with a faint blue light, reflecting his cold and focused profile.
"Don't worry." His eyes didn't leave the screen, his fingertips tapping away on the keyboard. "It's just a small problem, it will be solved soon."
Soon, all the malicious hot searches and slanderous posts on the screen disappeared, leaving only glaring "404s".
The avatars of accounts that called themselves "perverts" and "voyeuristic" turned gray one by one and were permanently banned.
"You..." Ye Ling opened her mouth.
"The cell phone protection wall has been added." Shao Ye finally raised his eyes, "From now on, no one can disturb you."
The mansion's landline line was ripped cleanly. Shao Ye also reprogrammed the access control system, requiring all visitors and packages to undergo his first screening. Even the cleaning lady who came to do the shopping every day received a leave notice, which Shao Ye politely but without room for negotiation.
Shao Ye was also pushed to the forefront because of his shocking announcement.
A couldn't go back to nature for the time being, so he simply stayed in the mansion.
In the huge mansion, there were only the two of them left.
After losing 778, Ye Ling's world was left with only Shao Ye's omnipresent presence.
Night falls.
Ye Ling sat on the spacious double bed in the master bedroom. Shao Ye walked over slowly and sat down beside him silently.
Ye Ling came back to his senses slightly, but was still confused.
"That 'thing' that's always controlling you in your head..." Shao Ye's voice sounded, with a hint of temptation, "Isn't it better if it's gone?"
Ye Ling's eyelashes trembled, and there was a slight fluctuation in her dazed eyes.
"This..." Shao Ye continued and took out another dazzling RGB mechanical keyboard.
The keyboard's dark blue chassis is like the deep universe. Under the suspended keycaps, the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple light effects flow like galaxies, exuding an irresistible attraction for birds.
Ye Ling's hazelnut-colored eyes reflected the flowing sea of light, without blinking.
Shao Ye curled the corners of his lips and stuffed the keyboard directly into Ye Ling's arms.
"All of them are yours." He took this opportunity to lean over and whisper in Ye Ling's ear, "My things are all yours."
Ye Ling looked over and their eyes met his.
"From now on," Shao Ye's voice sounded like a spell in the night, "you just need to look at me and listen to me."
"That's enough."
Fear, dependence, shame, throbbing...all kinds of complicated emotions churned in Ye Ling's heart day and night, interweaving into an invisible web that entangled him tighter and tighter.
He began to get used to Shao Ye's scent in the air, his silent approach, his real gaze on him, and even began to subconsciously search for the tall figure in the empty mansion.
When Shao Ye is out of sight, an inexplicable sense of uneasiness will quietly grow.
That afternoon, the mansion was filled with a lazy, sweet tranquility.
Shao Ye was busy in the kitchen. The oven emanated the rich aroma of butter and caramel. He was baking a caramel pudding for Ye Ling.
Ye Ling sat on the sofa holding the dazzling RGB keyboard, poking her fingers at the changing light effects under the keycaps, and immersed in this artificial galaxy.
Sudden--
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There was a heavy and rapid knock on the door, the sound was full of rudeness and impatience, it was definitely not the polite knock of an ordinary visitor.
Ye Ling trembled, and the keyboard in her arms fell to the carpet with a clang, and the light effects flashed.
Shao Ye quickly flashed out of the kitchen, with a little flour still on his hands, but his eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife.
"who?"
"Open the door! Open the door quickly! We are reporters from the Morning Post! Mr. Shao Ye! Mr. Ye Ling! Please respond to the public's doubts!" A man's loud voice came from outside the door, followed by more noisy voices and the dense "click" sound of camera shutters.
There was more than one reporter! They had actually broken through the security surrounding the mansion and were blocking the entrance.
Ye Ling was startled and subconsciously hid behind the heavy curtains.
Shao Ye's eyes turned completely cold. He didn't open the door immediately, but quickly took out his phone, pressed a few buttons, and sent a command.
Then, he suddenly opened the heavy door, but only a crack. His tall body was there like a door god, blocking the view of anyone outside who could see him prying.
"Get out." Shao Ye only uttered one word, but it silenced the noisy shouting outside the door.
"Mr. Shao! Please don't evade the issue! The public has the right to know!" The leading male reporter held up a recorder and tried to insert the information. "Regarding your relationship with Mr. Ye Ling, your use of hacking techniques to block public opinion, and whether Mr. Ye Ling was illegally detained by you..."
"Illegal detention?" Shao Ye sneered. "He's in his own home, how can it be considered detention? But you—" His sharp eyes swept over the four or five reporters and their equipment crowded outside the door. "Trespassing on private property, harassing my partner, suspected of invading privacy, these crimes are enough to make you suffer."
He deliberately emphasized "partner" and "my".
"...Partner?" another reporter screamed, her tone filled with excitement. "Where's Mr. Ye Ling? Why doesn't he dare show up? Is he under your control?"
"Shut up!" Shao Ye growled, the hostility in his eyes almost tangible. "He's in good spirits and doesn't need the concern of you flies. Leave immediately, or don't blame me for being rude."
However, the reporters, overwhelmed by the "big news," wouldn't give up so easily. The leading male reporter, relying on his outnumbered group, actually tried to force the door open: "Ye Ling! Mr. Ye Ling! If you're being forced, just shout! The public will decide for you!"
In this chaotic moment of pushing and shoving, a reporter holding a small camera took advantage of the gap when his companion pushed the door open and actually inserted the camera through the gap beside Shao Ye.
"There! Ye Ling!" the reporter shouted excitedly, "Quick, take a picture! He looks terrible! Like he's frightened!"
The dazzling flash lights flashed wildly through the crack in the door. Ye Ling stepped back repeatedly and knocked over an antique vase stand next to him in panic.
There was a sharp cracking sound and fragments flew everywhere.
"Ye Ling!" Shao Ye's pupils suddenly shrank.
He no longer cared and opened the door a little. At the moment when the reporters outside the door were excitedly trying to rush in, he grabbed the wrist of the reporter who was holding the camera in.
"Ah--!" The reporter let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, and the camera fell to the ground.
"My equipment! How dare you..." Another reporter rushed up with a roar.
Shao Ye didn't even look at him, and shouted into the phone: "Security!"
Several black-clad security personnel who had received the order rushed up quickly, pinned down the reporters who still wanted to cause trouble, and roughly took away their equipment.
"Call the police! Send these people to jail for illegal trespassing, property damage, and invasion of privacy." Shao Ye no longer looked at the mess outside the door and the reporters' shouting, he closed the door and turned around.
Ye Ling was still sitting on the ground amidst the mess of broken porcelain pieces.
Until a pair of hands covered with a little flour firmly and gently pulled up his arms.
Ye Ling raised her head and happened to meet Shao Ye's deep eyes.
"Don't be afraid." Shao Ye completely ignored the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, squatted in front of Ye Ling, and carefully checked whether there were any scratches on Ye Ling's body caused by the fragments.
His movements were so gentle, completely different from the killer he was at the door just now.
"Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?" Shao Ye carefully checked Ye Ling's arms and calves. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she was just frightened and had no wounds.
Ye Ling stared at him blankly, becoming even more confused.
"Shao Ye..." After a long time, Ye Ling called his name.
Shao Ye didn't answer, but stretched out his arms and held the little bird in his arms.
"I'm here." Shao Ye's voice rang out above his head. "As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you again. Here..."
Shao Ye looked around the huge mansion. "This is your home and your fortress. I will block the storms outside. You just need to stay by my side, paint what you want, and be yourself."
"Be myself..." Ye Ling murmured repeatedly.
No one had ever told him that.
He used to be a little bird and no one cared about his thoughts.
Later he became a clumsy employee of the Quick Travel Bureau, playing the role of a despicable pervert and doing all kinds of unspeakable things.
But now, Shao Ye lets him be himself...
All the remaining fears for Shao Ye and worries about the future disappeared in the face of this unreserved acceptance.
His confusion about freedom also found a new definition in the face of the promise of "being yourself".
And that secret throbbing, like a spring bud breaking through the ground, grew wildly in the soil called protection, and occupied the entire heart in an instant.
Ye Ling stretched out her still trembling arms, and for the first time, took the initiative to hug Shao Ye's thin waist.
He buried his face deeply in Shao Ye's warm neck, greedily absorbing the reassuring breath, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't go..."
This active hug and the dependence that was almost a confession made Shao Ye's body stiffen noticeably.
"...No." Shao Ye's throat rolled, and he swallowed the beast in his heart as if he were swallowing shards of glass.
He gently hugged Ye Ling back, tilted his head slightly to clasp his neck with his, and said in a low and solemn voice, "Wherever you are, there I will be."
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