Zeng Guangzhao looked down at Yi Mu and saw the panic on his face.
He didn't want to do this, but Yimu shouldn't have said he was afraid of him.
He can be afraid of anyone, but he cannot be afraid of him.
"If I hadn't protected you during the day, you would have been interrogated and beaten black and blue by those Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Zhongtong) people..."
As soon as Zeng Guangzhao finished speaking, he noticed that Yi Mu's body trembled.
The change was very subtle; Yi Mu's expression didn't even change, but Zeng Guangzhao noticed it.
All the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.
Suddenly struck as if by a thunderbolt, seeing the fear that Yi Mu was trying so hard to hide in his eyes, he felt like an animal.
The reason why Yimu was bedridden for five years was because he was interrogated and forced to confess.
He must be trying his best to forget these things.
But Zeng Guangzhao used these things to intimidate him in front of him, reopening his wounds.
Zeng Guangzhao slapped himself hard, the sound ringing out.
Under Yi Mu's inexplicable gaze, Zeng Guangzhao hugged him tightly and apologized again and again.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things..."
Yimu saw this strange scene through the mirror in the room.
How strange it would be for two men to be embracing, especially since the man embracing him is someone he has only met a few times.
Zeng Guangzhao inhaled Yi Mu's scent almost greedily—his unique, clean scent, a blend of the bitterness and sweetness of oranges.
The familiar taste calmed his racing heartbeat.
Zeng Guangzhao took a deep breath and told Yi Mu in a soft voice.
“I just don’t want you to get into danger. If you really want to save someone, tell me and I’ll help you. Don’t get involved with them, or your family will worry.”
I worry too.
He was right, but if the environment and actions were different, Yi Mu thought they could talk properly.
"Let me go."
Zeng Guangzhao wasn't so obedient. He let go of Yi Mu, but grabbed his arm and made him look at him.
"After you woke up, didn't you realize that you had forgotten anyone or anything?"
Yi Mu originally wanted to simply say no.
But looking into the man's eyes, he felt that they held a thousand unspoken words, an intense and unyielding sadness, as if they contained countless stories.
Yi Mu pulled Zeng Guangzhao's hand away and said in a low voice, "I do feel that there are gaps in my memory, but it doesn't affect my life, so I try my best not to think about it."
Zeng Guangzhao was about to say "Why don't I think about it?" when he heard Yi Mu say, "Every time I think about it deeply, my head hurts terribly, so to avoid suffering, I just stop thinking about it."
Zeng Guangzhao didn't know what to say.
That bastard, even after Yi Mu woke up, he was still tormenting him.
No wonder Yimu forgot about him, because the thought of him always brings him pain.
Zeng Guangzhao stood up and left Yi Mu in the room, this time speaking less forcefully.
“It’s already late at night. It’s not convenient for you to go home now. Stay here for the night.”
Seeing the worry on Yi Mu's face, he couldn't help but touch his hair.
This was clearly an inappropriate move, but Zeng Guangzhao did it with remarkable naturalness, and Yi Mu did not dodge it.
"Don't worry, I'll do what you want to do for you. Drink the milk, and when you wake up, all your worries will be gone."
His expression was gentle, as if he were looking at his lover.
Yi Mu couldn't help but wonder if Zeng Guangzhao was using him as a substitute for some woman, which was why his eyes always revealed undisguised affection whenever he looked at him.
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