Dedicated to spoiling young masters

023

Like a person can give up everything, can also inspire everything, perhaps due to the fact that love is too strange, this is its nature, the feeling of not wanting to have a relationship is called friendship.

So Che Yan felt that he was right. It wasn't because he was bewitched by Wen Youle. He spent a whole day pretending at home and finally tricked Fang Donglin into the room, and even onto the bed.

A quilt covered him and the person he liked. Che Yan felt that he was crazy, which was a kind of pleasant madness, but unfortunately, he had to hide his excitement, with a frightened look on his face.

"Go to sleep." These two words showed that Fang Donglin was getting colder and calmer, and a little stiff.

Che Yan thought that raw rice should be cooked, so he sneaked under the quilt and put his hands around Fang Donglin's neck on purpose: "It's agreed, I won't slip away while I'm asleep, or I won't sleep."

If the threat is also acting like a baby, Che Yan has already succeeded. This is like the effect of a panacea. No matter what, Fang Donglin will not be unaccustomed to him.

"Yeah." The fly in the ointment is that Fang Donglin's voice is always alienated.

Maybe he was nervous, lying flat on a bed like this, for the first time, it was like... a wedding night.

Che Yan blushed with shame, and forgot the trick of pretending to be afraid. Whether she was lustful or lustful, or couldn't help it, there was a feeling of blood rushing in her body, and she was eager to do what she wanted to do thing.

It's just that when his lips touched Fang Donglin's corners, he was stopped immediately.

"What's wrong?" Apart from dissatisfaction and confusion, Che Yan's mood was more puzzled.

Fang Donglin gently pulled Kai Yan's hand, and then propped it up, half leaning on the head of the bed, a gap was deliberately torn between the two bodies, the gap was bottomless, and there was a faint chill that could not be approached.

He didn't speak, had no expression, and couldn't even see anything wrong with his face, but it was strange that the invisible layer that separated them from each other had now become a wall.

It was a feeling of blocking the air.

The room with soft music is full of this damn atmosphere, Che Yan hates this feeling.

I don't want to ask, but I can't ask the real reason anyway, it's just a little more irritability, and then irritability turned into impatience, Che Yan got up and moved to Fang Donglin's side, approached that face again, and wanted to kiss again, the action was a little hasty .

Fang Donglin quickly got out of bed: "I'll watch you sleep at the door."

"Are you sick?" Finally the situation was broken, Che Yan no longer wanted to act out this kind of respectful scene, he looked at Fang Donglin in front of him with some anger.

Horribly, he was silent again.

What is more difficult to face than silence, Che Yan is too difficult to cover up the strange mood now, what is this, every kiss can be sweet to a fantasy country, but there is an iceberg in it.

Rejection without reason is actually frightening...

"Fang Donglin, I'm a normal person, and I think you are too, unless you're not..." Che Yan's voice was a little trembling and he couldn't admit it, at least he didn't want to make himself look so hit, just for this kind of bed. thing.

Fang Donglin stretched out his hand to comfort, raised it in the air and put it down, still feeling that stiff, he nodded: "Well... I'm sick, I'm sorry."

"Then let's treat it!" Che Yan said loudly, he was forcing himself to believe this statement, in comparison, this method can control the sour feeling better.

The music flows slowly, but the room seems to be stripped away, and what is stripped away is something indescribable. Is it this kind of experience to see flowers in the fog and the moon in the mirror?No, it was more uncomfortable than that illusory loss.

But Che Yan has always felt that Fang Donglin loves him, loves him very much, but this feeling is locked by something, and he can't drag it out, and he seems to intend to continue like this, as if he is only satisfied with this.

In fact, Che Yan never wanted himself to think about what was behind Fang Donglin's feelings, maybe everyone has limits.

"Since you can kiss, why can't you go to bed?" Che Yan kicked the quilt away.

Fang Donglin covered him gently again, you could see the pity in his eyes... This will only make people more uncomfortable, even annoyed.

As far as Che Yan is concerned, he is too different from Fang Donglin, at least he can't look at feelings so calmly, he can't hide anything in his heart, besides... what is there to hide?

"Can you stop being so perverted?" Che Yan was not surprised that he would make such an evaluation.

In this world, there are no couples who fall in love forever.

But they don't seem to be arguing, Fang Donglin will not respond to bad emotions at all: "I'm going back to my room."

He turned around every time he left the room, but this time Che Yan didn't intend to keep the matter in silence.

He got out of bed and rushed up, hugged Fang Donglin from behind, without speaking, and then remembered the actions in some images, but he was a little anxious when he did it, and was soon stopped.

The belt that was unbuttoned didn't look loose at all, and Fang Donglin quickly buckled it back.

"Che Yan, take a good rest." He wanted to leave again.

Che Yan stepped in front to block the way, he was sad after all, his eyes were a little red: "Why? Why exactly?"

Yes, why, why do you want to inflame people's emotions and not allow it to grow properly? Che Yan especially wants a reason to convince him, except for the rotten excuse of being sick, who knows, no one wants it now Listen to too baseless explanation.

He didn't speak, why is he silent...

"Fang Donglin..." Shouting to the person in front of him, Che Yan couldn't understand why he couldn't speak, and this kind of unclear feeling was too much, which really made people anxious.

Finally Fang Donglin turned around, looked at Che Yan with a look of fear and guilt, and just said, "I don't want you to regret it."

Such a Fang Donglin made Che Yan feel distressed suddenly. He was like a puppet soldier who loved to the verge of breaking. As for the regret he said, it was hard for Che Yan to think of any reason that could be used as an excuse.

He held Fang Donglin's hand decisively: "Whoever regrets is the grandson, I don't believe that I would marry you under the premise of regretting before!"

What if you knew that the marriage certificate was fake...

Fang Donglin looked at him with a bit of unspeakable sadness. Che Fan often said that he was vicious. At this moment, it is indeed the case... He has always been selfish, and even thought about keeping Che Yan in the place he built forever. There is no need to be separated for several lifetimes.

When selfishness reaches a certain level, it starts to expect extravagance, even to be arrogant. Even if it is a game set by itself, it requires the chess pieces placed in it to play chess according to its own wishes, which is quite in line with a pervert.

Fang Donglin lowered his head, the light in his eyes was buried, and he pulled away the hand held by Che Yan. He wanted to leave, not to go back to his room, he wanted to go to the study, to read the experiment report, what the hell? It's time to end this self-fabricated life.

When he saw him stepping forward, Che Yan really went crazy, rushing to pull his clothes, wrestle, courtship, or some indescribable emotional expression, maybe all gathered together, there is only one emotion, Che Yan wants to tear him away , To see clearly what Fang Donglin is hiding.

"Don't do this." Fang Donglin easily restrained Che Yan's agitated behavior, and his voice was cold and sad.

"Do it, I must do it. Fang Donglin, what the hell are you doing?" Che Yan was almost out of control, and his anger came from Fang Donglin's dishonesty.

"Isn't it okay for me to be like this? I'm already very satisfied." Fang Donglin said, but he didn't look into Che Yan's eyes.

"But I'm not satisfied, are you stupid? Can't see that I have needs, how dare you say you don't?" Che Yan loudly spread everything on the table.

Fang Donglin turned his face aside, he didn't speak again, but his breathing began to be a little short.

Che Yan suddenly felt that silence was Fang Donglin's most hurtful weapon, and the tip of his nose was sour again. He covered his mouth and made a muffled voice between his fingers: "Get a divorce..."

This word has not gone through the brain, Che Yan thought, this should be his biggest weight, according to Fang Donglin's doting on him on weekdays, he should give in, at least he will tear up the hidden thing a corner.

The sound of soft music lingering in my ears, which was supposed to help people relax, became the most disturbing note to Che Yan at this moment.

"it is good."

Fang Donglin's blunt and cold answer suddenly hit Che Yan's heart hard. He began to look at Fang Donglin from top to bottom, and he found that he never seemed to know this person.

"Okay..." Che Yan responded tremblingly, with a death-like expression, and then this room seemed to be a purgatory, he didn't want to stay here, it was a bit like fleeing, so Che Yan ran out.

The moment the door was closed, when the wind from the aisle outside gushed into the nostrils, the bitterness that had been endured for a long time fell down like a collapsed bone card, and tears ran around the face, scattering irregular traces.

After Che Yan left home, Fang Donglin didn't chase after him immediately, but went back to the study immediately and made a call on the computer.

"Doctor, can the operation be done in advance?" He said a little heavy and hasty.

There was a small sigh on the voice call: "E, didn't you say that you would consider surgery only after obtaining Lu Bingyu's research data? Why all of a sudden... I don't think you are a calm person."

Fang Donglin was just confirming: "Can it be done?"

After a moment of silence, there was another small sigh, and the blue screen was like a wise old man: "It can be done, but you know, he will become an idiot after the operation."

Taking a breath, Fang Donglin made an annoyed decision: "Prepare for surgery, as long as you can survive."

"E..., it is not interesting for a person without the ability to discern to live for 1 years, and... why do we have to remove the 'Shan Yu'? Intensified, he is a unique superman, compared to an idiot who has to be taken care of even for food and water, isn't this kind of life more meaningful?"

"Shut up!" Fang Donglin's anger was like a cold flame that burned the world. He clenched his fists tightly and rubbed against the smooth tabletop, making a piercing sound.

Instead, he sneered: "Superman? Doctor, are you willing to be that kind of superman? Arms dealers all over the world treat you with an attitude of scrambling or obliterating you. Your value is nothing but killing people. Do you like killing people? Bloody things, followed by endless nightmares, do you want that kind of life?"

"..."

"Besides, you are avoiding the most important things. Che Yan inspired Shan Yu to cause complete integration, high-intensity sensory awareness and body omnipotent evolution, which will damage a person's lifespan by 70%. He is already 20. Inspiring [Shan Yu], he can at most I can only live for ten years, I will not let this happen." Said, Fang Donglin hammered heavily on the table.

"Hey..." In the voice, the doctor sighed: "I know, that's why I cooperated with the research to remove [Mountain Rain], but, didn't you say that Lu Bingyu also has this research base, and we have to wait for the data there. Make the most perfect preparations, why...why is it so sudden, performing an operation now is nothing more than sending him to another dead end."

"That's not a dead end." Fang Donglin became more determined: "As long as he survives, what he will become is in my eyes the Che Yan, and he will not change!"

"It's you who won't change!" The doctor also emphasized his tone: "You are too deep, are you still the E I knew with good judgment? I really didn't expect it. Hey, I thought you wouldn't be emotional."

Sighing again, the doctor reminded: "This operation can indeed be done, but the success rate is only 65%. Think about it."

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