glass fish tank

Chapter 51

Zhuang Yao has always been thoughtful and restrained.Single-handedly built Juheng into a behemoth that spans the depths like it is now, if this man does not have a city in his heart, he will not be convincing.But recently, he really thinks too much about Mu Ning, about Chang Yanyun, and even about Gu Qiming.

On the way to pick up Mu Ning, Zhuang Yao was calm.In the past, if Mu Ning was still spending time outside at night, he would definitely be angry when he came back.Mu Ning was afraid that he would get angry, so he always accommodated his likes and dislikes, so in the past ten years, few people could see Mu Ning alone.He is either by Zhuang Yao's side, or in the presence of Zhuang Yao.

Zhuang Yao thinks about it now, Mu Ning really didn't want much at the beginning, but it was just love with one heart.

But he really didn't like Mu Ning like that.

But now this Mu Ning——Zhuang Yao stepped on the leather shoes, and saw people lying in disorder in the private room, while Mu Ning's head rested on Lin Jiayang's shoulder, and the two leaned on each other, shouting loudly. sleep.Zhuang Yao's face darkened.

"Mr. Zhuang is here!" Anna sat up straight, adjusted her hairstyle and clothes, her eyes were hazy but she was able to stay awake, if it wasn't for the tongue knot when she spoke, Zhuang Yao wouldn't have been able to tell that she was also drunk : "Muning is here, I can't give it away after drinking, how do you see how the people in this room deal with it?"

"How to deal with it?" Zhuang Yao asked back with a sneer, the veins throbbing in his temples, and he said viciously: "Fend for yourself." After speaking, he quickly pulled Mu Ning up from Lin Jiayang's body, put it on his shoulder, and turned around I want to go out.

Anna hurriedly called Zhuang Yao to stop, and said reluctantly: "But, what should these people do, Mr. Zhuang, can you help me?"

Zhuang Yao pretended not to hear, and walked away without looking back.

Anna sighed to herself, looking helplessly at the people in the room, thinking that it would have been fine if she had passed out drunk just now, so why bother to hold on, and took a lot of bad work for herself for nothing.

Zhuang Yao placed the drowsy Mu Ning in the co-pilot, and the latter was babbling, but he didn't know what he was talking about.Fasten the seat belt for him, and then got into the driver's seat.After starting the car, Zhuang Yao didn't step on the accelerator yet, thinking of Anna as a girl, he couldn't bear it after all.He called Xu Ping and said in a calm tone: "Arrange a driver and take a few people home. Call Anna and ask her to send you the address."

Speeding all the way.

Mu Ning's house is still the same.What is different from usual is that this year he has become very busy. He either lives on the set or in a hotel outside the city. It has been a while since the recording of "Sleeping with the Enemy".Yaoyao has been sent to Anna's friend's house because he really doesn't have time.

Mu Ning is not a person who knows how to live, which is the opposite of Zhuang Yao.Zhuang Yao's life is inseparable from a sense of ritual and some caressing.How to arrange and take care of rare potted plants, how to match the artwork obtained from the auction with the inherent decorations and furniture in the home, how to dispose of the overwhelmed red wine, how to clean the fish tank, he has to take care of everything.He treats the flowers, plants and trees around him strictly, and any branches that exceed his expectations will be ruthlessly pruned by him, which is understandable.But he does the same with those around him.In this way, there are really not many people left who can endure this level of pickiness.Munning is one of them.

Zhuang Yao picked up the drunk Mu Ning and walked straight to the bedroom.Mu Ning was half-drunk and half-awake, babbling again and again, with both arms hanging around Zhuang Yao's neck, writhing restlessly.Zhuang Yao took it for granted and threw him on the big bed in the bedroom.It seemed that the strength was stronger, Mu Ning snorted in dissatisfaction, and slapped Zhuang Yao on the forehead.

Zhuang Yao froze for a moment, feeling the warmth of Mu Ning's palm slowly fade from his forehead, he stared straight at Mu Ning's flushed cheeks, as if he wanted to see something from it.He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to caress Mu Ning's warm face.

He is so beautiful, he thought, he has seen so many people in these years, and no one is as beautiful as his Mu Ning.This is his most proud work, but also the most failure.

His thumb slid between Mu Ning's eyebrows, gently smoothing his frowning brows.

Mu Ning didn't seem to be feeling well, he covered his stomach with his hands, and curled up on the bed, like a stray cat with nowhere to hide from the cold in winter.

Zhuang Yao knew that Mu Ning's stomach was not good, after drinking so much wine, he didn't know if he vomited.He helped the drunk Mu Ning change his clothes, went to the kitchen and boiled a pot of hot water, and put it on Mu Ning's bed.Call him softly: "Muning, Muning?"

Mu Ning wasn't that drunk, but his stomach was upset.He closed his eyes, feeling the flickering light coming from the world outside his thin eyelids, blocking off the light that came and went.When the drowsiness faded away, I heard someone calling his name.

It was Zhuang Yao.

"Are you awake?" Zhuang Yao was sitting by the bed, saw him open his eyes, so he handed him a glass of warm water, and said softly, "If you feel uncomfortable, remember to go to the bathroom and vomit, otherwise tomorrow will be even more uncomfortable."

Mu Ning took it blankly, and even forgot to ask Zhuang Yao why he was at his home.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Zhuang Yao didn't give much explanation. He bent down to pick up the jacket and shoes and socks scattered beside the bed, took them out and put them away by category.Mu Ning knows that many people will not believe that Zhuang Yao is such a person. His clean and tidy appearance is definitely not packaged. He just likes to be clean, so Mu Ning often wonders if he has a slight obsession with cleanliness.When they lived together, Auntie didn't live in the house, and Mu Ning was a good at making garbage and clutter. He had seen Zhuang Yao tidy up his room countless times.

It's just that it's been a long time, and Zhuang Yao entered his house calmly and tidied up like before, as if nothing had happened.

"You sent me back?" Mu Ning held the water glass, and the warmth penetrated into the skin of his palm.

"Yeah." Zhuang Yao answered briefly.

"How... how do you know, we..." Mu Ning hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to organize his words.

Seeing his clumsy appearance, Zhuang Yao couldn't help laughing, and lied, "It happened to be passing by."

"Oh."

"...Well, thank you." Mu Ning said again, "Send me back."

Zhuang Yao didn't pick up on it, he didn't like Mu Ning's estrangement, which made him feel that his existence was superfluous.

Mu Ning wanted to go to the bathroom to wipe his face, sat on the edge of the bed and lowered his head, and found that there were no slippers. He looked up at Zhuang Yao, his eyes were wet from drunk, and he was about to speak.

Zhuang Yao took a few steps forward, leaned over and kissed her.

Mu Ning didn't resist, or rather, he didn't react.

It is Zhuang Yao's taste.He felt Zhuang Yao's breath, Zhuang Yao's temperature, and, as always, the light but aggressive fragrance like amber in the forest.

The kiss between him and Lin Jiayang in the nightclub not long ago suddenly appeared in Mu Ning's mind.That kiss was far less skillful than Zhuang Yao's, and even the joy it brought was not as good.But the sense of cherishing hidden in the youth, like a little beast about to break out of a prison, was something that Zhuang Yao couldn't bring to him.Because he will never give up his heart.

Mu Ning pushed Zhuang Yao away.

There was no wave in his eyes, as calm as a windless afternoon.

"I'm with Lin Jiayang." Mu Ning said, "Thank you for taking me home, but you should go."

Zhuang Yao asked: "Do you like him?"

Mu Ning was silent for a while, and said, "I like the way he looks at me."

Hearing this ambiguous answer, Zhuang Yao was furious. Thinking of Mu Ning and Lin Jiayang being together, he couldn't help but want to get angry.The person in front of him is a canary that he has raised for many years with all kinds of food and clothing. He opened the cage in the hope that he can return to his original appearance, instead of letting him fly to someone else's house!

Mu Ning didn't feel that the danger was approaching at all, the alcohol paralyzed his vigilance.He looked at Zhuang Yao, as if he didn't understand where the fierce light and fury in this man's eyes came from.

"Really?" Zhuang Yao asked with a sneer, clamping Mu Ning's chin: "But, I don't like it!"

Zhuang Yao leaned on him and pushed Mu Ning onto the bed.He has a strong body, and it is no problem to restrain a weak Mu Ning.

Mu Ning's eyes widened in horror. He wanted to break free, but found that Zhuang Yao's wrist was firmly pinched, and the pain came slowly.

"What are you doing!" Mu Ning began to struggle in vain like a fish thirsty for water.

Zhuang Yao pursed his lips and did not speak. He roughly tore off Mu Ning's clothes, revealing his smooth and flawless skin. Mu Ning had been struggling to break free, but the strength was insignificant to him.The more Mu Ning resisted, the more intense the fire in his heart burned.

"Let go of me, let me go!" Mu Ning almost screamed, this cold and violent Zhuang Yao was completely unfamiliar to him, like a ferocious beast, roaring, carrying a powerful The deterrent power of the man came overwhelming, this man was so inhumane that he couldn't even hear his pleading.

Don't treat me like this, Mu Ning, who has no strength to fight back, thought desperately, please don't treat me like this.

Zhuang Yao cut Mu Ning's hands backwards on top of his head, red marks soon appeared on a pair of white and tender wrists, he couldn't tell what was burning the fire in his heart, it seemed to be anger, or something jealous.But he changed his mind, how could I, how could I be jealous of others?Zhuang Yao is so conceited, he has always been the only one who fails others, who has the guts to turn a blind eye to him?Except for this person in front of him, except for Mu Ning.

Don't you like others, aren't you with others?He thought, I want you to see who you really belong to!

Zhuang Yao raised Mu Ning's calf on his shoulders, and was about to adjust his posture to enter, when he suddenly felt that the person under him stopped moving.He looked up and saw that Mu Ning was crying.

Mu Ning's hands were out of his control, and he was being raped in an extremely humiliating posture, disheveled and unable to move.He cried without a sound, only tears rolled down his cheeks one after another.The red eyes are like a little rabbit who is at a loss.

Zhuang Yao was stunned.He realized that at this time he was hurting the people under him in an irreparable way, and the anger and unwillingness in his heart were extinguished like a bonfire without its firewood.

He let go of Mu Ning's hands.

Mu Ning was still crying.After getting to know Zhuang Yao, he has gotten used to crying quietly.Every night when Zhuang Yao shared different dreams, he turned his back to the man who used to hug him tightly to sleep, shed a few tears, and then fell into sleepless dreams under the influence of sleeping pills and alcohol.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Yao said, "I'm sorry...don't cry."

Mu Ning finally started to sob softly.

Zhuang Yao redressed Mu Ning.The self who was so angry that he lost his mind, just a moment ago, made him feel a little ashamed of guilt.Mu Ning sat by the bed, like a speechless doll.As he approached, Mu Ning dodged back reflexively.This scene hurt Zhuang Yao's eyes, and he knew he should go.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Yao said again, he stretched out his hand, hanging in the air, as if trying to grab something.But in the end, he just patted Mu Ning's head.Then he turned and left.

Zhuang Yao left Mu Ning's house, not knowing where to go.His home is exquisitely decorated, but lifeless, and there is no friend around him who can confide in his heart. His mother has been lying in the hospital for a day, and she almost hurt the person he likes just now.He drove aimlessly through the night in Beijing in an expensive car, his appearance was glamorous, but his heart was mottled and bleak.In a way, he is no different from those homeless people under the flyover.

Zhuang Yao thought that for a long time, he would never see Mu Ning again.

He also understood how much Mu Ning wanted to get him.So they got to where they are today, he can't blame anyone but himself.These frustrations, regrets, uncontrollable desires, and the unfulfilling desires that tormented Mu Ning in the past, are now the bitter fruits that belong to him alone.