If summer is the season Huang Dan hates the most, then the toilet is the place he hates the most.

The air was filled with a damp smell, mixed with the stench of feces, and there was water on the brick floor, which was covered with dirty footprints, making it easy to slip.

The shoes on Huang Dan’s feet were non-slip. He would not have fallen down, but Chen Fei grabbed his arm when he fell.

There was a dull sound, accompanied by the sound of suffering pain. Chen Fei fell down and hit his back. The pain made him gasp. When the person on him was unprepared, his elbow hit the other person suddenly, and then he turned over.

The position was changed, and it was Huang Dan’s turn to be suppressed by Chen Fei.

Huang Dan’s outrageously painful nerves have long been stretched to the point of trembling, and may break at any time, shattering his brain. His face was pale and blue, and there were bruises at the corners of his mouth, and the tears didn’t stop. He took action and didn’t stop. If it stopped for a moment, it would hurt even more.

Chen Fei spat on the ground and glared at his Didi. His smile was distorted, which caused the wounds on his face to throb. “When I was in school, I worked hard and got first place. As long as I did something, I would do my best. When others went out to play, I didn’t go. I said I wanted to read a book and do test papers. When a girl confessed to me, I refused because I couldn’t delay studying.”

“I worked so hard to make myself outstanding, and I was admitted to university with my real ability, but those few friends of mine became my classmates through casual connections, yet I couldn’t show my sarcastic expression. I had to call them Xiongdi because I’m a good kid, you know? You don’t understand, and they don’t understand either. On weekdays, everyone skipped school, didn’t do homework, eats, drinks, went whoring, and gambles. Now they are living a prosperous life, but I don’t even have a way out. Why? Just because I don’t have a father who is an official or a relative who is a leader!”

“No, I have it. Everyone around me knows that the famous Director Nie Wenyuan is my Jiujiu. Everyone who meets me says that he is Director Nie’s nephew. I’m tired of hearing this, so it’s just that. I don’t feel any discomfort. After all, my Jiujiu is a man of great ability. He left his hometown in his early years and worked alone in the officialdom. After many years, he returned to his hometown with a good job. He has a strong hand, is vigorous and resolute in his conduct, has a good style and strong principles. To put it bluntly, everyone thinks that he is a legendary figure who is not tainted by the atmosphere of the officialdom and behaves righteously. “

Chen Fei leaned close to his Didi’s ear and whispered, “You know? Everyone in this world wears masks in their daily lives. There are all kinds of masks, with different thicknesses and materials. But our Jiujiu is the best person I have ever seen who wears a mask. It’s so good that you can no longer tell it’s a mask, it’s like it grew out of flesh and blood.”

He remembered something, “That time Xiaorou was surrounded by others and bullied. I ran away, but you didn’t run away. You said I was hypocritical and pointed at my nose and called me a scumbag. In fact, I learned all that from Jiujiu. No one can pretend better than him. Everything about being decent is all fucking fake! Fake!”

Huang Dan held his breath, the pain remained high, he felt dizzy and nauseated.

Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief, “Okay, let’s talk about you. You are good for nothing. You only cause trouble. You poke people outside and do it again when you get home. Dad was so kind to you before he died, but you ended up beating someone to death with a few gangsters. You said it was a mistake. It was accidental and not intentional. Ha, it is great to be young and ignorant. You have to go to jail to reform. He was so angry with you that he passed away shortly after. Tell me, garbage like you, a bed bug in the ditch, has long since rotted. Why are you standing on my head?”

The corner of his mouth was cracked open, blood oozing out, and he gave a thumbs up when he spoke, “Ge forgot, you are very powerful, really, Really, the few of us have worked hard over the years to get Jiujiu’s approval. Except for Zhou Weiwei, your Jie and I have had little effect. Come on, tell me, what does Jiujiu like about you? Let me follow suit and learn from it.”

Huang Dan said hoarsely, “Who killed Quanwu Shushu?”

Chen Fei’s expression was strange. He laughed, and there was a little sympathy in his eyes. “It’s so pitiful. Isn’t it uncomfortable to know nothing? Just keep suffering, I won’t tell you.”

Huang Dan’s face was covered with snot and tears, and Chen Fei’s saliva was still there. He didn’t bother to wipe it away, and grabbed the other person’s clothes with so much force that his fingertips turned white, “Do you know Qiu Tao?”

Chen Fei pursed his lips and said nothing.

The back of Huang Dan’s head touched the dirty and smelly ground. His nausea became even stronger. He said everything he wanted to say, “Jie said a lot of things. Her relationship with Wang Ming was not good. Why did she go to the kiln that day?”

Chen Fei felt disgusted when he saw the snot and tears on his Didi’s face. He really couldn’t understand why that person was interested in this kind of trash. “Want to know? Go down and ask her.”

Huang Dan ignored Chen Fei’s sarcasm, “I think she was taken advantage of.”

Chen Fei stared at him, and a sound came out of his throat, as if he was laughing, and he seemed to be crying.

Huang Dan continued, “I met Jie this morning. She asked mom to find me. She asked me to help her plead with Jiujiu to let her go. But she forcibly discharged herself in the afternoon. If the hospital didn’t let her go, nothing would happen to her.”

Chen Fei once again showed that weird expression, and he laughed, “Really, Chen Yu, you were quite smart when you were a child. The older you get, the dumber you become, and now you are even more hopelessly stupid.”

After finishing speaking, Chen Fei slapped the young man on the face, “Why? You are so stupid, but you can easily get something that we can’t fight for no matter what?”

“Grandma is right, you are a pest. Because of you, Jiujiu became a pervert. Others tried their best to ruin his reputation, but they never succeeded. Now, the opportunity has come, and it was you who gave it to them.”

Huang Dan grabbed Chen Fei’s collar with difficulty and pulled him aside.

Chen Fei suppressed his Didi tightly and said with a smile, “Do you know how the outside world evaluates homosexuality? It’s disgusting, perverted, and obscene. You will be spurned, ridiculed, and reviled. You will not end well. You will suffer. You will be like a rat crossing the street, you will never see the light of day, no, you will not have a long life, just wait.”

The door was kicked open, and when Nie Wenyuan came in, he happened to hear Chen Fei’s words.

Except for Huang Dan, no one in the world will know that most of those words are okay, but the last sentence “You don’t have a long life” is like an extremely sharp knife, piercing the man’s heart with force. It was pierced completely, leaving only the hilt.

Anger is far less intense than fear.

Chen Fei smiled proudly. He prepared a lot of curses and planned to have a good talk with his Didi. Suddenly, there was the sound of the door hitting the wall, and all the hairs on his back stood up in an instant.

There was wind blowing into the toilet, mixed with the faint smell of smoke, and there was a chilling murderous intent inside.

Huang Dan moved his eyes away, only a tall figure flashed before his eyes. When his vision returned, Chen Fei had been lifted up and thrown to the wall, and then fell to the ground weakly. He spit out a pool of blood from his mouth, twitched twice and passed out.

The sound of flesh being kicked by leather shoes could be heard in the toilet, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Huang Dan was stunned, the pain was numbed at this moment, his eyes widened, and he forgot how to breathe.

A drop of warm liquid splashed onto Huang Dan’s eyes, he came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to wipe it, his fingertips were a little blood red, in his slightly dilated pupils, the man stood with his head down among the blood stains on the ground, panting , angry, ferocious, bloodthirsty and cruel, like a devil, there is no righteousness left.

There was dead silence in the toilet.

Huang Dan got up from the ground with support of his hands, his clothes and pants were wet and dirty, he didn’t care about it, he just panted lightly, wiped the water stains on his face with his sleeves, touched several wounds, and gasped in pain.

The suppressed gasp was magnified several times in the silent toilet, Nie Wenyuan’s half-closed eyelids moved, the blood color inside slowly faded, and he took a step towards where the young man was standing.

Huang Dan took a step back.

Nie Wenyuan frowned, and he stretched out a hand, “Come here.”

Huang Dan didn’t move.

Nie Wenyuan’s brows furrowed together. He stood there and repeated those two words in his mouth, shouting together with the young man’s name, “Xiao Yu, come here.”

Huang Dan still didn’t move. He looked at the man’s pants, which were stained with a lot of blood, and even more on his leather shoes. “You killed someone.”

The meaning of these words is very straightforward, but they seem to be soaked in a vat of blood. The smell that is emitted silently is disgusting and makes the scalp numb.

Nie Wenyuan’s thick black eyebrows twitched, “Not dead.”

Huang Dan heard his own relieved voice, and he met the man’s gaze, which was the same as usual, as if the bloody violence at the previous moment had nothing to do with him.

Nie Wenyuan didn’t wait for the young man to approach this time. He strode over and looked down at the delicate and tender face in front of him, “Does it hurt?”

Huang Dan said it didn’t hurt much anymore. He smelled the smell of blood on the man’s body and frowned tightly.

Nie Wenyuan pinched the young man’s face, forced him to raise his head, and showed him the anger in his eyes, “Impulsiveness, overestimation, stupidity, these are not things you have now. Tell Jiujiu, why were you doing this?”

Huang Dan lowered his eyelids. In doing so, on the one hand, he disliked Chen Fei, and on the other hand, he wanted to stimulate him and make him lose control.

Only when Chen Fei loses control can he be controlled, and Huang Dan can make him follow his own thoughts.

Nie Wenyuan didn’t seem to worry that the young man would resent him after witnessing the scene just now. He was worried about something else, “Don’t be afraid.”

Huang Dan glanced at Chen Fei on the ground, and the corners of his eyes jumped. He didn’t look much, and pulled the man out of the toilet.

After he came out, the bloody smell from his nose disappeared, and Huang Dan’s footsteps slowed down. He panted against the wall, sweating profusely on his forehead, and the inside of his jersey was also wet, sticking to his chest and back.

The cold air penetrated into his collar and slid down his neck. Huang Dan shivered and a layer of goosebumps formed on his body. He avoided the man’s extended hand and slowly squatted on the ground, his eyes a little out of focus.

“Go and change your pants and shoes, I feel nauseous looking at it.”

The blood-stained shoes in front of Huang Dan turned in a different direction. The sound of footsteps gradually became blurred and then became clearer. Above his head came the man’s deep voice, “Follow me home.”

He looked at the clean leather shoes on the man’s feet. Looking up, he saw that the pants were also clean. There was no smell of blood or a drop of blood.

Nie Wenyuan stretched out a hand.

Huang Dan grabbed the hand and was brought to his feet by a force. His hand was held, the fingers were separated, and the other five fingers were squeezed in and intertwined with his.

Nie Wenyuan suddenly said, “Not only will we have this life, but we will also have the next life, and the next life.”

Huang Dan nodded, “Mm.”

As soon as he entered the house, Nie Wenyuan pressed Huang Dan against the wall, kissed him while avoiding the bruise at the corner of his mouth. After kissing him so hard that the other person couldn’t breathe, he took off his own coat, lifted up sweater and autumn clothes, and there was a deep bloody mark on his body.

Huang Dan was in so much pain, he was out of breath from crying, his whole body was hurting everywhere, what happened after that, he couldn’t remember clearly, he only remembered the burning pain in his legs, they were about to burn, and after that it was when he was held in the man’s lap, hugged and coaxed, and even sang, that he vaguely heard the melody of “Ten Years”.

At that time, Huang Dan’s consciousness was struggling. He wanted to stop it. He wanted to say that he didn’t like listening to that song, but instead he fell into a deep sleep.

It was already late at night when Huang Dan woke up. He slept for a long time and was very tired because he had a nightmare.

Realizing that the clothes on his body had been changed, Huang Dan didn’t bother with those injuries anymore. The wind blew the smell of the medicine into his nasal cavity, and he sneezed, startling the man sitting at the desk flipping through the documents.

Nie Wenyuan put all the information into the drawer. He took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, stood up and walked to the bed, “Are you hungry?”

Huang Dan said, “A little bit.”

Nie Wenyuan said “wait” and walked out of the room.

Huang Dan hadn’t even finished sorting out the thoughts in his mind when the man came in with food. He moved his nose and saw that it was his favorite dish.

Nie Wenyuan put the food on the bedside table, and he took a pillow and put it behind the young man’s back, telling him with an air like an elder, “Sit up, don’t choke into the windpipe.”

Huang Dan took a few mouthfuls of food, chewing and swallowing slowly.

Nie Wenyuan sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the young man. When they came back in the evening, he didn’t do it to the end, and just rubbed inside the young man’s legs. “When you finish eating, I will take a look at your legs.”

Huang Dan’s legs burned on reflex, “No need, it’s fine.”

Nie Wenyuan said, “Be obedient.”

Huang Dan didn’t say anything anymore. His appetite was not very good, but due to habit, he still finished all the food without wasting it.

Nie Wenyuan checked the young man’s legs. They were no longer red or swollen, and the lines between his eyebrows disappeared. “Don’t sleep after eating. If you can’t get up and move around, just sit and read a book.”

Huang Dan hesitated, “How is my mother’s condition?”

Nie Wenyuan said, “Gone back.”

Huang Dan made an Oh sound. There must be a relative reason behind every secret, why should it be concealed, because it cannot be said.

He rubbed his forehead and asked the man, “Lie down.”

Nie Wenyuan opened the quilt and lay down, hugged the young man’s waist with one hand, turned his head and pressed his lips to his hair, rubbing it gently, “Did you have a nightmare?”

Huang Shan was stunned, “Yeah.”

Nie Wenyuan stroked the young man’s hair, “Don’t think about it.”

Huang Dan reached for a book he read almost every day, turned to a page and handed it over, “Read it to me.”

Nie Wenyuan raised his eyebrows, took the book into his hands and started to read it from the beginning. After reading two lines, he realized that it was also his own book. The time interval was too far, and he thought he had thrown away all of them. There are always fish that slip through the net.

Huang Dan looked at the man, “Your book is either about the various states of life, or about romance. Both of them reveal a heavy feeling, and the lines are full of sadness. Every little story is not complete. At the age when you were writing a book, where did you have so many experiences?”

Nie Wenyuan rubbed the young man’s shoulder, but did not speak for a while.

Huang Dan thought the man wouldn’t say anything anymore. He was about to brush his teeth, wash his face, and come back to sleep when he heard a voice in his ear, which seemed to come from the distant past, “I was still a young boy when I wrote the book, and I didn’t have much experience.”

“I was also surprised. After thinking about it, it was probably the influence of my previous life. I always felt that something was unfinished. It’s a pity.”

Nie Wenyuan didn’t realize that there was a touch of sadness on his face, and it was fleeting. He patted the young man, “This book was written by Jiujiu when he was young and ignorant, and he groaned without illness. Don’t read it again.”

“……”

Huang Dan grabbed one of the man’s hands, the familiar rough feeling and hot and humid temperature made him sigh. His fingertips rubbed against the callus in the man’s palm, and carelessly stroked it a few times.

Nie Wenyuan’s breath sank, and he took the young man’s hand under the quilt……

After that day, Huang Dan never saw Chen Fei again, and he didn’t ask. His mind was in a mess. It was not so much that he couldn’t think of anything, but that he didn’t dare to think about it, and he didn’t want to.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Nie Youxiang came to look for her youngest son, hoping that he could leave T City with her and go to the countryside to live a life. She didn’t want to wait until she was old, and there was no one who would serve her with tea and water at the bedside until she died.

Huang Dan looked at the middle-aged woman who was much older, had a poor complexion, and a gauze wrapped on her head. She had been strong for half a lifetime. Now the life and death of the eldest child was unknown, the second child had an accident, and the third child is no longer here. Her concept of educating children was abnormal, but also normal, with the influence of many families.

Excellence is not the same as character.

Seeing that her younger son was silent, Nie Youxiang yelled and stretched out her hand, “Xiao Yu, you don’t want to go with mom?”

Huang Dan said that he didn’t want to leave, and found an excuse to stay by his Jiujiu’s side to see the world, “I will go to work in the New Century after the New year, it’s all agreed.”

When Nie Youxiang heard this, the sorrow in her heart suddenly eased a lot. If the child can have a future and become famous outside, it would be better than anything else. Even if she dies, she can rest in peace, “Okay, you can follow your Jiujiu, and mom will be relieved.”

She sighed, “Xiao Yu, whenever you see your Ge? Tell him that mom is waiting for him at home. If he is busy, let him report that he is safe.”

While talking, Nie Youxiang burst into tears, “If your Jie had been recuperating in the hospital, she would be fine. Where would there be a car accident? Your mother, I, would not live to this age and suffer the consequences, but she just wouldn’t listen and insisted on leaving. And the hospital, why didn’t they stop us? Don’t say it, don’t say it anymore, it’s fate”

Huang Dan watched the middle-aged woman leave and said in his heart, “Mr. Lu, my mission is not completed.”

System, “Yes.”

Huang Dan changed his mind and said, “I have accumulated enough points, but I don’t really want to make love, and I can’t lift my spirits.”

System, “Lu is not interested in this topic.”

Huang Dan said, “I have no one to talk to except you.”

He then said forget it, “I’m not interested either, Mr. Lu, please remind me if there are any events. It’s no problem to sign up for me directly. Thank you.”

In the morning of thirty, Huang Dan was woken up by Nie Wenyuan. Without brushing his teeth or washing his face, he followed him out sleepily, up the mountain to worship his ancestors.

The wind in the mountains was blowing, the snow was flying, and the scalp felt tight due to the cold.

Huang Dan was wearing the military coat worn by Nie Wenyuan in his early years, with his chin tucked into his scarf, his eyelids half-closed, and there was a small patch of eye mucus in the corner of his eye, which clung stubbornly, despite the wind and snow, not letting it move at all.

Nie Wenyuan fiddled with the fire with a branch, and shook the yellow paper away one by one. The fire burned more vigorously, and the ashes were blown away by the wind, and they didn’t know where they were going.

Huang Dan got rid of some ashes that fell on his body. He squatted down, found a dead branch, burned the yellow paper like Nie Wenyuan, put the ghost coins, and knelt in front of the tombstone to kowtow respectfully.

Nie Wenyuan said, “Grandpa and grandma will bless us.”

The corner of Huang Dan’s mouth twitched, and he said to himself, are you sure they won’t scold you from underground for being unfilial?

Nie Wenyuan dug out the piece of eye mucus from the corner of the young man’s eyes, “No, you are my beloved, the Cheng family.”

Huang Dan knew that the man’s original surname was Cheng, so he followed the man to pay homage to the other’s grandparents, parents, and DaGe. They all lived in this beautiful place surrounded by mountains and rivers, so they will probably move here later as well.

After returning home, Nie Wenyuan wrote New Year couplets in his study.

Huang Dan watched from the side and felt that the man’s posture when holding the pen was correct and his writing was flowing smoothly. He had a scholarly air about him, like an old scholar who had read the book to his core. He was completely different from the way he looked in the toilet that day.

It’s not surprising that a person has multiple sides, Huang Dan convinced himself.

After taking a nap in the afternoon, he started posting Festival couplets and cooking New Year’s Eve dinner. Huang Dan was responsible for the former, which had little technical content, and the latter, which was a major project and was taken over by Nie Wenyuan.

The driver picked up Grandma Wu.

Perhaps it was due to the events that happened one after another at the end of the year that the old woman’s mentality changed. When she saw Huang Dan, she didn’t look at him with picky and disdainful eyes. Her hair turned completely white, her back became rickety, and her mouth became deflated. She said something.

Huang Dan didn’t hear clearly, so he went to pick up the snakeskin bag in the elderly hand. It was very heavy, and she brought a lot of things.

Grandma Wu said Aiyo and hurriedly caught up, “There are taro in the bag. If the skin is broken, you can’t help but let it go. Please be gentle.”

Huang Dan handled it with care.

Grandma Wu put other things on the table, including eggs, slaughtered chickens and ducks, pork from acquaintances, pig tails, kidneys, lard and other odds and ends. She drove Nie Wenyuan out of the kitchen and opened the glass door. With a pull, a person was busy inside.

Most of the old people are the same. It doesn’t matter if they are a little tired. They are afraid that they will not be tired even if they want to be tired. They are not allowed to do this and do not need to do that. After saying this several times, the old people feel unhappy and think that they are too old and useless.

Huang Dan continued to post couplets, and Nie Wenyuan came over to help him check whether the posts were crooked or not.

The two of them stood under the door and kissed each other. Before the New Year’s Eve dinner, they could taste the New Year, which was sweet.

There is only one house in this place, lonely and cold. If it were in an alley, there would be firecrackers going off one after another after five o’clock, and occasionally there would be a “swoosh” and “boom” from fireworks in the sky.

Grandma Wu called Huang Dan to serve dishes. There were glutinous rice balls, big fat meat, and fish, all of which were for the ancestors to eat.

Nie Wenyuan set off a bunch of firecrackers under the eaves, not the biggest one, and it was finished in a while, but it was quite loud, and Huang Dan’s eardrum hurt from the shock.

Huang Dan was hungry, so he grabbed two jujubes and ate them. When Nie Wenyuan called him, he went out and burned paper and kowtowed with him in the corner outside the door.

When the wind blows, his eyes were filled with soot that made him cry.

In addition to meat dishes, there were several bowls of rice piled high on the table, wine, chopsticks, some chairs were pulled out, and the two doors were wide open, allowing the ancestors to come in and eat.

Huang Dan only learned about this custom from the memory of the original owner. He had never heard of it or experienced it in the real world.

After a while, Grandma Wu said that ancestors had finished eating, so she, Huang Dan and Nie Wenyuan removed the dishes and chopsticks from the table and served a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner.

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, the neighbors would start visiting each other from house to house to pay New Year greetings. They would eat some peanuts and melon seeds, drink a few sips of tea, chat for a few words, and then go to the next house.

There are no neighbors here, the old and the young are all sitting on the sofa watching the New Year Gala.

Grandma Wu’s attitude was much better. When making tea for Nie Wenyuan, she also made an extra cup.

Huang Dan said thank you.

Grandma Wu was quite surprised, but it was not because of the thank you, but because the young man did not use one hand to take the tea cup, but both hands, and he stood up.

Huang Dan only learned this when he came to this world. Human relationships are very complex. He is growing up, learning a lot of things, and gaining feelings that last a person several lifetimes. He is grateful for the time-travel journey.

Grandma Wu was sitting aside, eating melon seeds, her old eyes were dim, and she couldn’t watch TV series. It was so noisy that she couldn’t understand what was being played, but she could still understand the show at the party.

After a skit was performed, Grandma Wu said, “Wenyuan, you are not young anymore. If starting a family is postponed, having a child will also be postponed. By then, you will become a father at my age, and your child will just learn to jump.”

Nie Wenyuan put down his tea cup and said, “Next year.”

Grandma Wu was so surprised that all the melon seeds in her hand fell. She was overjoyed afterwards, “Next year? Which girl is it from? Have you already been in love? Have you met her parents? Look at my memory, if you get married next year, then you must have met the parents, Wenyuan, why didn’t you mention a word about such a big matter?”

Huang Dan was originally leaning on the sofa. When he heard the words, his back left the sofa and sat upright.

Nie Wenyuan took in the changes in the young man in his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up, and the smile appeared on his face and in his eyes. The way he spoke gave people a very gentle feeling, mixed with doting.

“Those are not important, the important thing is that I am happy with the person.”

Grandma Wu was dumbfounded, and felt relieved, and said repeatedly, “That’s good, that’s good.”

She picked up the two pieces of melon seeds on the ground, “The Cheng family’s incense has been passed on, so your parents can feel at ease.”

Huang Dan glanced at the man.

Nie Wenyuan noticed something and cast a reassuring look at the young man. He would definitely have no heirs in this life. When he meets his parents underground, he would accept this crime without any regrets.

Drowsily, Huang Dan woke up when he heard the song 《Go home often, go home and see~.》

There were only Huang Dan and the man on the sofa. Grandma Wu didn’t know when she went back to her room to sleep. After all, she was old and couldn’t stay up too late.

The feet are wrapped in the palm of the man, and they are kneaded from time to time. They are warm and comfortable. Huang Dan stretched his waist and listened to the TV singing 《Even if I help my mother clean the chopsticks and wash the dishes, the old man will not do it for his children. How much contribution does the family make ~……》

Nie Wenyuan was peeling the longans. The ones with less meat were eaten by himself, while the ones with more meat were delivered to the young man’s mouth.

Huang Dan was stunned until the man squeezed his chin, then he came back to his senses, obediently opened his mouth and ate a few longan, then spit the core into the garbage basket, “Let’s have sex.”

The plain and straightforward tone seemed to be making food instead of love.

Nie Wenyuan almost choked on the longan in his mouth. He turned off the TV without changing his expression and pulled the young man upstairs. His breathing was steady, but his steps were very long, racing against time.

Huang Dan was pulled forward, his figure was a little unstable, and when he entered the bedroom, he was pressed down on the bed. The force on his lips was so eager and intense that he quickly lost his ability to think.

In the middle of the night, Grandma Wu heard crying. At first she thought she had heard it wrong and didn’t take it seriously. Just as she continued to sleep, she heard it again.

Grandma Wu put on her coat and went out, and found that the crying was coming from upstairs. She tensed up, turned on the light and went upstairs, listening all the way outside the bedroom where the loudest crying was.

The crying inside suddenly stopped.

Grandma Wu knocked on the door and asked what was going on.

Nie Wenyuan didn’t open the door, but said in the room, “Xiao Yu is having a nightmare.”

Grandma Wu asked, “Is it possible that he was frightened during the day? Pat him by the bedside, call his name a few times, and say he is home, and his soul will come back.”

Nie Wenyuan responded, and the sound of footsteps outside the door slowly walked away, followed by the sound of going downstairs. He was panting heavily, his chest was wet with sweat.

Huang Dan spit out a piece of pillow in his mouth and lay on his stomach half dead. He looked like he had just taken a shower and hadn’t been wiped off yet. He also seemed to be soaked in hot water. The temperature was very hot, and his whole body was red.

He shamelessly asked Mr. Lu for a chrysanthemum spirit, but Mr. Lu said this will not be the case next time.

Counting the points he saved and redeemed, they are all used up.

Huang Dan was thinking about something, when a pair of big hands wrapped around his waist and hugged him, sticking to the man’s strong chest, it was sticky.

Nie Wenyuan’s abdomen was still wrapped in gauze, and the wound was not open, and he was almost healed. He didn’t care at all, which can be seen from the speed and frequency of his movement.

Huang Dan’s ear was bitten and his neck was licked. He snorted and rubbed all the tears on his face onto the man’s shoulder. When the pain became severe, he scratched the man’s back.

Nie Wenyuan was scratched by him without even frowning.

Being in the prime of life is no joke. Nie Wenyuan is strong, energetic, and powerful. He works very methodically. One is one, two is two, one step at a time, and he will never be perfunctory.

Huang Dan finally fainted.

On New Year’s Day, Huang Dan spent the whole day in bed because of back pain.

On the second day of the New Year, Huang Dan was still in bed, eating and drinking, and the diarrhea was solved by being carried to the bathroom. The reason was still pain in the back and he couldn’t even sit up.

Grandma Wu couldn’t understand, “Wenyuan, Xiao Yu back pain is so serious, why don’t you go to the hospital?”

She still had something to say. Little nephew suffers from back pain, but is it fair to say that Jiujiu is so happy as if he ate ginseng meat and will live forever?

“It’ll be fine in two days.”

Nie Wenyuan went upstairs with the porridge to feed his little nephew.

Huang Dan lay half-ly on the pillow and finished the porridge in one bite. “I have a pain in my back, but my hands are fine.”

Nie Wenyuan wiped the young man’s mouth with a handkerchief, leaned over to kiss him, inserted his tongue into his mouth, and followed his lips and tongue.

Huang Dan panted, the saliva from the corner of his mouth was licked off by the man, it was wet and itchy, he couldn’t help calling him closer, he hooked his hand and pressed his lips.

The time after the New year is fast enough to fly, the temperature is gradually rising, and spring is rushing into people’s arms.

Huang Dan wanted to see Zhou Weiwei, but Nie Wenyuan didn’t let him go, and said that they would go together sometime. He also wanted to work on the New Century construction site to see if he could get some information, but the other party didn’t agree. What he had promised before had now changed.

From the beginning of June, Huang Dan began to realize that something was wrong with Nie Wenyuan.

Nie Wenyuan started coming back late, then didn’t come back, and then only came back once every few days. Every time he came back, his face was full of exhaustion, and the cyan color under his eyes became heavier and heavier.

Huang Dan shook the man awake, “Did something happen in the factory?”

Nie Wenyuan hummed, rubbed the young man’s waist with his palm, put his hand into his clothes, and said in a vague voice, “The workers have all been laid off, and the land will be auctioned by the government.”

When Huang Dan saw that the man’s breathing had become even, he didn’t shake him this time. Instead, he pinched the man’s nose and pressed his lips against his.

Nie Wenyuan let out a laugh in his throat. He turned over and pushed him down, held his face in his hands and kissed him, “You light the fire, so put it out yourself.”

Huang Dan was fucked twice, and it happened without asking any questions. He was exhausted and fell asleep after waking up for a while.

Nie Wenyuan traced the young man’s eyebrows with his fingertips, rubbed twice on the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, put his lips on it, and left a wet mark.

At the end of June, Nie Wenyuan asked Huang Dan to follow his people to a place and leave immediately.

Huang Dan watched the man packing his things, and he asked from the side, “Aren’t you coming with me?”

Nie Wenyuan said that he had some things to deal with, and he would go to pick him up when he was done, “We will live in another place then.”

Huang Dan stopped the man’s movements, “I’ll wait here for you to finish the matter.”

Nie Wenyuan frowned and said sternly no, he put his palm on the back of the young man’s head, brought him to his eyes and kissed him for a while, then said in a low voice, “With you here, I will be distracted.”

The task of Huang Dan has not been completed yet, he dare not fill in the answer, the number of people is uncertain, and now he becomes uneasy again, always feeling that something is going to happen.

It’s not just a factory shutdown.

Huang Dan’s thoughts came back, he touched the man’s chin that hadn’t been shaved much, the stubble was hard, and his hands were prickly, “Then when will you come to pick me up?”

Nie Wenyuan said it would be soon, “At the end of next month at the latest and in the middle of next month at the earliest.”

Hearing this, Huang Dan felt less uneasy.

On the third day of July, Nie Wenyuan sent Huang Dan away. Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned home, he received a call from the servants, panicked, “Director, Mr. Chen is missing.”

Nie Wenyuan gave the order calmly, “Seal the building and search every corner.”

He hung up the call with a splitting headache.

Before he got the medicine, Nie Wenyuan’s cell phone rang. He connected and heard Qiu Tao’s voice.

There was a whistling wind on the other side of Qiu Tao, coming from outside, “Wenyuan, it’s not that I’m scolding you, but Xiao Yu is so young, and hasn’t studied much, even doesn’t know a few Chinese characters, and doesn’t have much experience in the world. He is still a child, at most, just a bit playful. If you send him to such a remote place alone, which he is not familiar with, you are not afraid of him being abducted?”

Nie Wenyuan gave up on getting the medicine, and sat on the sofa, his eyes darkened.

Qiu Tao said, “He is wearing brands that are not available in China. They are so eye-catching and can easily attract the attention of criminals. No matter how well you protect him, there will still be sudden failure through miscalculation, right? Don’t be afraid of one myriad, just be afraid of contingency, ah Wenyuan, I told you something years ago, the path under your feet cannot be drawn with a ruler, there are many variables.”

There was no emotion in Nie Wenyuan’s voice, “Where are you?”

Qiu Tao said with a smile on the other end of the phone, “I’m in the factory where we used to stay together. Although it was abandoned long ago, there is still a place to sit and chat. Come here, let’s catch up on old times, remember to come alone, don’t bring your minions with you, otherwise you will scare your precious little nephew.”

The other end hung up, and Nie Wenyuan remained still as he answered the phone. He put down the phone after a while, inserted his fingers into his short, stiff hair, and picked his scalp with his neat fingertips.

That stinging pain rushed into Nie Wenyuan’s brain, pulling hard on a certain nerve. His face seemed to make a clicking sound, and the mask he had worn all year round cracked. Falling down, the solemnity and calmness faded away, revealing the panic, violence and blood inside.

Nie Wenyuan took the cigarettes on the coffee table, took one out and held it in his mouth. He pulled a match from the matchbox and didn’t strike it for a long time.

His hands trembled badly, even if he held it down, it still trembled.

“Fuck!”

Cursing in a low voice, Nie Wenyuan threw the match and the matchbox together. He pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and cut it off. He grabbed his mobile phone and threw it to the ground. Then he kicked the coffee table in front of him and smashed the expensive tea sets on it.

“Bang”, “Kang Dang”, “Bang”, the loud noise in the living room lasted for a long time, the furniture was tilted here and there, and the porcelain was broken everywhere. The originally spotless, warm and orderly living room was in a mess.

Nie Wenyuan breathed heavily, his chest heaved violently, and a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead. His eyes were scarlet, as if someone had pried off the scales on his body, and they were bloody, painful, and filled with overwhelming anger.

Nie Wenyuan wiped his face, his palms were full of sweat and blood, and he didn’t know where it was broken. He kicked off the fallen chair and went to the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror and washed his hands slowly. The water in the sink was red, and the red color slowly dispersed and all rushed into the sewer.

After a while, the water flowing down was clean and clear, as if the blood redness before had never existed.

When he went out, Nie Wenyuan had already changed out of his outfit that was stained with blood and full of traces of anxiety. The ends of his hair were a little wet. He was wearing a white shirt with the hem tucked into his waistband. He was stiff, straight, upright, steady, serious, indifferent, no different from usual.

Leaving home far away, Nie Wenyuan looked away from the rearview mirror. He was on the phone and driving, arranging something. His tone was calm, and his eyes were calm, but behind the calmness there was a storm and rough waves.