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When He Qing was a child, his father beat him up, not only beating him, but also beating his mother. At that time, little He Qing was always crying and being hugged by his mother. beat.
Although his mother tried her best to protect him, He Qing would still get punched even if she was walking properly during the days when her mother was not at home.
It is possible that one moment he was still sleeping on the bed, and the next moment his drunk father would tear him out of bed, ignoring his cries, and punch him down one after another.
Mom thought about divorcing that man, but he let it out. If she dared to divorce, he would kill them with a knife. The life of this man, whom He Qing called his father, had already rotted into mud, but he still insisted on it. Drag should have sunk with the dearest people.
Because that man likes to drink and doesn't do anything, the family environment is extremely difficult, He Qing doesn't wear even a single piece of good clothes, his mother is busy almost every day in order to make money, his clothes are torn, and he is ridiculed by his classmates at school , went home crying in secret and was discovered by his father, who was beaten again.
It's not that the neighbors thought of helping him, but facing the man who was drunk all day and had a fierce face, the neighbors had no choice but to turn a blind eye, and at most sometimes secretly stuff some food into Xiao He Qing's hands.
Because of his father's beating and scolding regardless of time and place, He Qing developed a timid temperament, even if someone spoke a little louder, he would be afraid.
He can only study hard, and stay quiet at home without saying a word, hoping that his father can forget his existence.
After more than ten years of being so cautious and poor, my mother suddenly fell ill. She could no longer work or make money, and needed a large amount of surgery fees. The father drove his sick wife and young son out of the house without hesitation.
Carrying his comatose mother on his back, He Qing cried and placed her in a hotel with the only money he had left, while he went to find a job with tears all over his face.
He was not yet of age, and the amount of money he asked for was too large. Although He Qing kept saying that he could do anything, he was still rejected by the recruiter without hesitation.
The boy with only a dozen yuan left was full of despair. He even thought, buy two packs of rat poison and eat it with his mother.
Just as he was thinking this way, a man's gentle and magnetic voice came from above, "Hello, do you need money?"
The young man looked up in a daze, and saw a gentle man with neat clothes and a gentle smile on his face. His tone was full of kindness, "I need a model here, would you like it?"
For a young man whose life has been relegated to the dust, the following period is the best and happiest time in his memory.
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Yan Bei was leaning on the bed and playing games, the door was gently pushed open, in the darkness, the light of the mobile phone was printed on his face, and the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth could be clearly seen.
He Qing didn't dare to disturb him, so he carefully went to the balcony to collect his clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Warm hot water poured over his body, the boy closed his eyes and cried silently in the water.
Today, Wen Hui said that he liked him, but He Qing couldn't like him anymore.
It has become a habit for the young man to be careful, he even dared to cry quietly and silently.
Yan Bei put down his phone in boredom, his mind was filled with the warm and comfortable touch, and seeing the two hugging through the window.
He has a feeling of being cheated, but more, he still wants to get that soft body that can be hugged.
Why Wen Hui can do it, but he can't!
Thinking of the abnormal atmosphere between the two, Yan Bei sneered. It seems that He Qing is only willing to touch someone he likes.
The bathroom was filled with the sound of water, and Yan Bei was lying on the side of the bed, seemingly sleeping, but his eyes kept looking there.
He Qing came out with the clothes in his arms, He Qing went to the balcony, and He Qing lay on the bed.
Yan Bei lay quietly, motionless. After the boy lay quietly on the bed for more than an hour, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed lightly.
Just lifted the quilt off the young man, and lay down by himself. It was a bit crowded, but it didn't matter.
Putting his hands on the waist of the person next to him tentatively, after making sure that he didn't respond, Yan Bei put his hands on the smooth and tender skin in satisfaction, and fell asleep contentedly.
¡¾Ding! Yan Bei's favorability: 60]
Yan Bei wakes up first in the morning. Although he usually doesn't pay attention, as long as he wants to, he just wakes up early, which is simply too simple.
The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to comfortably touch the belly of the person next to him. He didn't get anxious, but took his time and gently kneaded the boy.??'s smile was unnatural for a moment, but it was quickly covered up. He was like a tolerant and good lover, taking great care of the boy along the way.
"Ah Qing, I ordered this specially for you, eat it quickly."
Familiar tone, familiar words, numbly chewing his favorite dish, He Qing suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the man, "Mr. Wen"
"Ah Qing forgot again." With a witty and gentle smile, the gentle man smiled and nodded his hair, "Since we are together, you can just call me by my name."
"Okay" Palely replied, the boy's voice was very soft, "Wen Hui, don't treat me like this."
The man's hand holding the food paused, and smiled at the boy as if nothing had happened, "How did I treat you?"
"That's it, it's good for me"
With a pale face, the young man looked at a table of his favorite dishes, "The feeling you give me now is really similar to when we first met"
"Isn't that good?" The gentle smile on the corner of Wen Hui's mouth never faded, and he continued to add vegetables to the boy's bowl, "Ah Qing doesn't like me treating you well?"
"no."
He Qing bowed his head, and obediently ate the food he picked up. It was obviously sweet, but after eating it, it seemed to be bitter to the deepest part of his heart.
He murmured, "Mr. Wen, the first time you treated me like this, I was really happy, very happy"
"But now, I can't believe that Mr. Wen is really treating me well"
Wen Hui froze his hands, and forced a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He stretched out his big warm hand and held the young man's cold and tender hands. His eyes were sincere, "Ah Qing, it was my fault before. After you left, I really suffered and wanted to make it up to you."
Being held by him, He Qing no longer thought about struggling. He raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, and looked at the man with pleading eyes, "If you really want to make it up to me, then you can tell me, what did I do wrong back then?" What is it?"
The reason why young people are so sensitive to the touch of outsiders is Wen Hui, apart from being domestically abused as a child.
When he was the saddest and most helpless, it was Wen Hui who saved him. He gave He Qing money, helped He Qing resettle his mother, comforted him, and gave him confidence.
He said he needed He Qing to be his model, because he was creating a painting, which required a lot of sketches, and He Qing was the most suitable model.
During that time, he just had to sit there, watching the gentle man swipe at the drawing board, occasionally raising his eyes, and the moment the two looked at each other, the boy felt happy.
The two of them were still tenderly affectionate just a moment ago, and he was still full of admiration for the gentle Mr. Wen who seemed to know everything.
The next moment, the person who once made him warm and happy turned into a devil who destroyed everything.
Those disgusting poses that couldn't be put out anyway, were torn off their clothes, tied up like livestock, and were drawn one by one on the paper by the man.
No matter how much he cried or begged, all he got was a rough rejection.
At that time, He Qing trusted Wen Hui too much. Men almost occupied his entire life. Although he was imprisoned and abused, no one around him noticed.
Everyone knows that He Qing's most trusted brother is Wen Hui. As long as Wen Hui speaks, no one will doubt He Qing's whereabouts.
In that hellish studio, He Qing was imprisoned for a month. During this month, Wen Hui seemed to have a special interest in his body. He did not violate him, but placed his body in various humiliating ways. posture.
Just like being in a dormitory, with both hands and feet bound, invisible and indescribable, only the rustling sound of the paintbrush falling on the paper.
Countless times, the boy was about to collapse, had suicidal thoughts, and finally managed to hold on.
He still has a mother, he is still young, and his life should not end in humiliation.
The inspirational stories that the perpetrator once told him were firmly in the young man's heart. He kept telling himself that he could escape and live a new life with his mother.
Finally, when the man was away, he jumped from the window because of his fear of heights, and went to the hospital with a limp to take away his mother.
He Qing has never understood why the person who was so kind to him turned into a devil overnight.
Until now, the devil came to him again.
The person I was most afraid of was right there, but the boy was no longer afraid. He asked hoarsely, "Can you tell me?"
"Ah Ching"
Facing his question, the man avoided answering, but smiled again, and gently comforted the boy, "You just need to know, I love you."
¡¾I love you big banana! ¡¿
[Host, don't swear, ding! Wen Hui favorability: 80]
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?Update: 2018: 3,18 23:59
I didn't roll over! ! Jinjiang smoked! If you don¡¯t believe me, little angels read the comments in this chapter, the first comment is zero (cover your face and cry)
I will edit again (¨R3¨Q)
20 minutes, I climbed up again, Jinjiang has always been twitching recently, I would like to remind you little angels, if you click on the comment, if it is blank, just refresh it, ahem, yes, I just want to prove it! I! without! turn! car! !
The card point king is me, and I am the card point king! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)With a smile, he gently comforted the boy, "You just need to know that I love you."
¡¾I love you big banana! ¡¿
[Host, don't swear, ding! Wen Hui favorability: 80]
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?Update: 2018: 3,18 23:59
I didn't roll over! ! Jinjiang smoked! If you don¡¯t believe me, little angels read the comments in this chapter, the first comment is zero (cover your face and cry)
I will edit again (¨R3¨Q)
20 minutes, I climbed up again, Jinjiang has always been twitching recently, I would like to remind you little angels, if you click on the comment, if it is blank, just refresh it, ahem, yes, I just want to prove it! I! without! turn! car! !
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