Chapter 27: Amnesia after being spoiled (27)

Xie Mu's high school life is like the same tank of bitter water.
I don't know where to offend Tan Tao, the leader of the small group who just transferred to school, never got An Sheng.
In class, after class, and even at night, I endured all kinds of sudden bullying.
I was thrown in the toilet and splashed with water. I watched the operation book was torn, and the quilt was wet at night. In the winter, I could only curl up in a ball for heating.
To him, Rao was like a mountain running across the road of life. With him, Xie Mu could not see any hope.
The teenager with little temper also resisted, but in the end, he had no choice but to avoid it.
He persuaded himself to be patient, and when he was in college, he would no longer need to see this person.
Until that day, Tan Tao and others sneaked out to drink, and drunk over the wall and returned.
He found the boy, dragged him to the toilet, and pressed it against the wall.
Tan Tao yanked Xie Mu's clothes and touched his face with winey lips. He wanted to kiss the soft lips of the teenager.
Xie Mu escaped in panic. For the first time, he no longer was silent, calling for help, and covered his mouth again.
He couldn't make a sound, but struggled, feeling desperately that his clothes were gradually being stripped off.
The teenager struggled, and tears fell off Tan Tao's hand.
"Koki, Koki kisses me ..."
The demon-like man pressed on him, whispered, and went to Xiemu's pants.
Do not--
Get off-
Help, who will save him—
Xie Mu shuddered, almost thinking that he could not escape, and suddenly a voice came from outside.
Cold, impatient, and nice.
"Tan Tao, get out of me."
The demon's movement stopped, almost miraculously, and he let go of his hand.
The tip of his nose was full of the smell of gardenia, and the teenager pushed him open desperately, pushing the door open with red eyes and rushing out despite the ragged clothes on his body.
Standing alone, he did not dare to look up and hurried over.
In my ear, it was Tan Tao's lazily impatient voice, "Why, didn't you see I was busy?"
Then there was the sound of a fist, the boy covered his clothes, and heard Tan Taoqi's desperate voice, "Bo Qin, you are crazy, what are you doing?"
"I think you're crazy, brain on school sperm! Don't see him at all ..."
No one knows how grateful Xie Mu was after hearing this sentence.
The first time someone said something for him, he didn't want to.
The boy rushed into the grove with red eyes and burst into tears. He began to save money even harder and tried to get a chance to transfer.
As if he had received support, Tan Tao bullied him again. He no longer cried, but instead rebelled against his life. Sometimes he even held a knife to confront him, but the other person had not been hurt, but instead made his own blood.
It may be that this kind of horrible attitude scared Tan Tao, or it was Bo Qin's words that day that worked. He didn't dare to do anything to Xie Mu, but instead followed behind him with a sullen face every day. What.
The boy watched him, hated him, and at the same time, he began to pay attention to Boqin.
He is not from his class. He looks good. His character seems aloof and looks indifferent.
But only teenagers know what a good person Bo Qin is.
He gradually became fond of watching this person. Bo Qin was walking on campus, cafeterias, basketball courts. Xie Mu's eyes were like the little tail, carefully following the man.
He found that he liked him.
But until the transfer, the teenager did not dare to say that Bo Qin was such a good person, and he had nothing, not even the courage to confess.
This secret love is doomed from the beginning.
But afterwards, it was like dreaming.
He graduated from college, came to Boqin's company, and became his assistant. He was still so good. He taught Xie Mu by hand. He would not blame him for doing something wrong, and the man would praise him with a smile.
Although Bo Qin doesn't remember him, for the youth, the time when he first joined the company was his happiest time.
Love that is deliberately suppressed can no longer be suppressed anyway.
After the two were together, he studied hard and tried to stand beside Bo Qin.
Bo Qin couldn't drink, so he worked hard to drink, so as to help him stop the drink so that the person he liked could rest.
Bo Qin appreciates those who have the ability to work, he works hard and learns to deal with various matters, even if it is not his own work area, as long as he can help Bo Qin, he will seriously learn.
Bo Qin likes to be clean, so he doesn't let others touch himself, only Bo Qin can touch him.
The young man thought firmly that such a good Bo Qin, of course, he must strive to be good enough to stand by his side.
In Xie Mu's mind, Bo Qin was perfect.
He is gentle, considerate, upright, kind, tolerant, and patient.
This man is like a big tree, blessing and protecting him, and it is all his motivation to keep going.
But what if all this is fake?

Bo Qin sat in the car with a somber face.
Slender fingers, rubbing a diary with a password.
Xie Mu changed his password.
He could have opened it violently, but when it came to an end, he didn't want to open it.
If this book is really ruined, Koki will get angry if he comes back.
When he was angry, he wouldn't say it, but would hide himself in a corner, sitting for a whole day without eating.
Bo Qin knew about Xie Mu's minor problem, and he never thought about making him change.
But now, as long as the Young People's Association thinks where the red eyes are hiding and bear it alone, the hearts of men can't wait to be huddled together.
His little wood ...
He will get him back and explain clearly.
Xiao Mu has a good temper and loves him so much that he will forgive him.
Most definitely.
When Bo Qin came, Tan Tao was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with gardenia flowers in his hands, hanging a pair of long legs on the coffee table, and he was too lazy to hear when the door was violently opened.
The handsome man came in with a cold face, and someone came forward to suppress Tan Tao. Tan Tao with glasses and a gentle smile was too lazy to struggle.
He was pushed in front of Bo Qin, with a smile on his face.
"Where is Xie Mu."
The man's voice was somber and terrifying, as if the evil spirit had just climbed from hell.
Tan Tao was not afraid. He smiled, his voice soft and asked, "Do you remember seeing him for the first time?"
"Do you know how long he liked you?"
"You thought it was you who tried everything to cheat someone, but if, without you, he is already in your hands?"
Bo Qin was cold and didn't understand what Tan Tao was talking about, and he didn't want to know.
"Where is Xie Mu?"
Someone gave Tan Tao a punch in the abdomen, and he moaned, as if he could not feel the pain, but just smiled.
With his fist on his body, when the last punch was on his face, Tan Tao blew blood from the corner.
Even so, he was still smiling. His glasses had fallen to the ground long ago, and his face was full of scars. He smiled and smiled. Tan Tao raised his eyes and looked at the cold, seemingly high man. There was a spit of blood on the ground.
He clasped his lips, and his eyes were full of madness. "Xiaomu liked you from high school. For you, he would rather scratch himself than let me touch. I was afraid of hurting him and would not touch him. Behind him, see what kind of eyes he follows you! "
"But what about you?"
"What did you do right ?? Where are you better than me? Obviously you and I are the same, because you will pretend, he likes you ... hates me ..."
Bo Qin looked at his ex-friends with crazy faces in front of him, his frowns tightened.
High school ...
Why he has no memory.
Obviously everything is in the hands of the man, but looking at Tan Tao with a blue and purple smile on his face, Bo Qin felt a little uneasy.
Seems like something went wrong.
This anxiety was fleeting. Bo Qin looked coldly at the suppressed Tan Tao with a cold face, his thin lips opened slightly, and he said coldly, "hit."
His fist fell on Tan Tao like a raindrop. He still smiled, as if he could not feel the pain, and his bloodshot eyes looked at Bo Qin with pleasure.
"You let me kill my baby by myself. I can't get it. Don't want it!"
"It hurts, it hurts together, ha ha ha ha ha ... um ..."
His smile was interrupted by the punch that fell on him, but he grinned, his teeth were red with blood, his eyes were crazy.
This sentence was like a reminder, Bo Qin's eyes suddenly darkened, he gave a cold look to his old friend, and turned away from here.
Tan Tao was left on the ground, his body covered with scars, to the point where he couldn't even breathe.
He lay on the ground, moving hard, to the coffee table.
The gardenia was still there, and the man trembled and stretched out his hand, carefully, and took it down.
He trembled, regardless of the pain in his body, and said softly, "Baby, don't be afraid."
"I am okay……"

Bo Qin kicked the door open. Inside, the doctor in a white coat was scared back quickly.
The man didn't look at him at all. He stepped forward quickly and came to the sleeping young man. When he saw that he was breathing well, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, his little wood is still there.
Bo Qin called softly, "Little wood, little wood ..."
The young man opened his eyes slowly, his eyelashes trembled, and his beautiful eyes just touched the bright light, and a tear fell down the corner of the eye.
"Why are you crying?"
The man's long fingers gently wiped his tears, and the familiar magnetic voice coaxed, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The young man looked at him stingily and did not speak.
The smile on Bo Qin's face gradually stagnated. Looking at such a lover, he felt a little uneasy. He asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
"It's you……"
Xie Muhong's eyes were hoarse, and his voice was hoarse. "You pushed me into his arms."
He trembled his eyes, his eyes full of sadness.
"You are laughing, so happy ..."
"My body hurts so much, the whole body is shaking. It rained that day. I walked in the rain for a long time and returned home."
Bo Qin was stiff, and he almost prayed, "Little wood, stop talking ..."
But the young man muttered as if he hadn't heard it at all.
"You said, I'm dirty."
"But ... didn't you, stain me?"