When the man returned home, it was already dusk. The teenager was lying in bed in a daze. He heard the sound of the door opening and shrunk, hiding under the blanket, looking timidly.

Seeing that Wei Qinyu came in, his eyes lit up immediately. He wrapped himself tightly and sat up straight, timidly, "Mr. Wei..."

Obviously asking for something of his own, but begging, "My clothes..."

"Those clothes? What are they broken into? Throw them away."

He Qing lowered his head in embarrassment after hearing the man's answer.

In fact, those clothes were bought by the He family when they were still there. How could they be worn out, just to ridicule him?

The teenager didn't know, he clenched the blanket, his voice murmured weakly, "Then, what do I wear..."

Wei Qinyu had already been prepared. He dropped his shirt on the bed and fell right in front of the teenager.

"Just wear this."

He Qing looked at the white shirt a little helplessly.

There was no underwear, no pants, only such a piece of clothing that was too big for him. He hesitated for a while, and finally dared not ask.

A pair of beautiful slender hands quietly stretched out from under the blanket, holding the shirt.

Immediately, the teenager looked at the man.

Wei Qinyu knew in his heart why he wanted to look at himself, but he asked, knowingly, "what?"

"Change clothes..."

He Qing was afraid of him. He was afraid to look directly at the man's eyes when he talked. He looked down like he did something wrong and his voice was soft and low.

The man sat generously on the sofa, a pair of sharp eyes looked at him, "Change."

His apparent unwillingness to leave made the teenager even more overwhelmed and dared to hide in the blanket. "Can you leave, or turn your back..."

Wei Qinyu's smile remained the same, but his tone was cold, "Do you think you are a young master?"

"You are all mine now, are you afraid of me?"

His eyes fell on He Qing, and he ordered, "Take down the blanket and put on your clothes. You must not cover them at all."

He Qing was reddened by his sudden cold tone, humiliation, shame, and the irresistible grievances that made him tremble.

The teenager shrunk in the blanket, pitiful and lovely, but this look did not make the man merciful, he said, "Take it down."

The body wrapped under the blanket trembled violently, tears sliding down his white and beautiful cheeks, and He Qing sobbed a little, sliding the blanket off his body.

Bai Shengsheng's beautiful body appeared in front of the man's eyes without showing. The owner of the body only felt ashamed as if he was publicly executed. He dangled his white neck like a swan and lost all his self-esteem.

This is what Wei Qinyu wants.

What he wanted was a canary that had lost his blessing, not the young master of the He family who still kept the shame of resisting corruption.

The man got up from the sofa and came to the teenager. He stood in front of his body trembling with fear and shame. His long fingers fell on that beautiful face.

With red eyes, beautiful lips, and smooth cheeks, when the hand fell on the collarbone, he felt the body under his hand suddenly stiffen, and Wei Qinyu smiled.

He withdrew his hand and did not continue, but took out the shirt from He Qing to his long white fingers and put it on his naked body.

The man's voice was still faint, but with some joy. Slender hands clasped the buttons of He Qing one by one, watching the white shirt cover the beautiful body with his own movements.

"A Qing, you are my possession now, so don't resist, will you?"

The body wrapped in the shirt trembled, and He Qing raised his eyes slowly, his tone fragile to the extreme, and seemed to be strong in the pretense, "I will pay off the money."

"Yes, I believe you."

Wei Qinyu smiled and hugged people into his arms.

The magnetic sound seemed to appease, and it seemed to break the boy's only hope a little bit.

"But before that, you can only be mine."

"Whatever you want, just exchange it with your body. This is my rule."

He covered the lips of the teenager, tasted the soft touch, the voice was soft, but it seemed to be full of temptation, "Now, tell me, what do you want?"

He Qing's nervous trembling and long eyelashes, his hands grabbed the corner of the man's clothes like a life-saving straw.

"I want... clothes..." he said timidly, making his own request.

"it is good."

The man smiled with his lips, and his lips fell on his ears, and said softly, "whatever you want, use your body to change."

"Sit up and move by yourself."

He didn't care to feel the person in his arms suddenly stiffen his body.

"Either exchange, or you wear this shirt and choose for yourself."

Because the height of the man is higher than He Qing, the white shirt is just worn to cover the buttocks, but there is no underwear, as long as you move it lightly, you can easily walk away.

Put on this dress, he can't go out.

Naturally, I can't go back to school.

These turned around in the mind of the teenager. In reality, it was only two seconds later. He blinked gently, and the tears fell down, warm, and dropped on the back of the man's hand.

Then, Wei Qinyu felt more and more how crying this person should cry. After the end, He Qing was already full of tears.

The man kept his promise and seriously brought him a suit.

After re-dressing his clothes for one day, the teenager who was naked for a day finally no longer feels ashamed of being able to overwhelm people.

At night he didn't even dare to undress again, as if guarding the treasure, he slept uncomfortably in the room.

Wei Qinyu had been satisfied before, and for the first time, showing mercy for the first time, he let him go and let him sleep well for a night.

In the early morning of the next day, the man got up and suddenly remembered that he had never been to He Qing's room.

He came to the boy's door, and he didn't mean to knock on the door, and pushed in.

The room was empty.

The man's face sank.

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"Teacher He, haven't you looked good these days? Didn't you sleep well?"

He Qing was in a trance, hearing the people around him caring, smiling, and whispering, "I'm fine."

Although Wei Qinyu didn't find him yesterday, he still didn't sleep well all night, his dreams were muddled, as if he had everything, and he seemed to have nothing.

Waking up in the morning, almost fled that place.

He knew that Wei Qinyu wanted to keep him in the room like a caged bird for the man's pleasure, but he didn't want to.

As long as he is still in school and can reach all kinds of people, he can always find opportunities to save enough money little by little, instead of becoming a plaything that can only be fun on the bed.

Thinking about something, his appetite was not much better. After swallowing a few dishes, He Qing put down his chopsticks and walked out of the cafeteria.

Wei Qinyu asked him to be there at night, but did not ask for it during the day, so He Qing was at school during the day, as if maintaining his last dignity, insisting on not seeing him during the day.

He went under the tree, that was his favorite place.

Because upstairs is the sound of playing the piano, students are practicing every day, stumbling, not so nice, but He Qing heard it with relish.

He remembered his piano, which he had when he was a kid, and when he grew up, he was taken away for debt.

Now when I use other pianos, it seems that I don’t always have that smooth hand.

Leaning against the tree, the teenager covered his soreness and closed his eyes slightly.

The sound of the piano suddenly changed, familiar, and brought some strangeness.

He Qing suddenly opened his eyes and looked upstairs.

Ten minutes later, the teenager pushed the door open along the sound of the piano. Inside, a gentle man was playing the piano against his back.

He came in, the piano sound fell, the man turned his head, and after seeing the teenager's face, his eyes widened in surprise.

"A Qing?"

Looking at the familiar face, He Qing also stunned his name, "Yu Rong."

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"My uncle is the headmaster here. He came to him to discuss things. When he saw the piano, he couldn't help playing for a while."

The two stood under the tree, Yu Rong smiled, filled with the joy of seeing their old friends, "How come you are a teacher, didn't you say you want to go abroad to study?"

The teenager’s smile was a bit embarrassing, “There’s something wrong with my family, maybe I can’t study anymore.

In the face of former friends, who were once the pride of heaven, when he said this, he still felt a bit embarrassed. Especially, the person in front of him was very important to him.

Yu Rong was shocked for a moment, and immediately reacted, with an apology on his face, "Sorry, I don't know..."

"It's okay, it's gone anyway."

He Qing smiled at him, just as he did then, pure and unaware of human sorrow.

The man's eyes flicked for a moment, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, but he froze when he fell in the air. He looked puzzled at the teenager. A smile appeared on his handsome face, and his hand fell gently into the teenager's hair.

"I haven't seen you in so many years, I really miss you."

The teenager was startled, and the smile was even happier.

He said, "Me too."

The two of them are handsome and delicate, so they look very attractive while standing under the tree, but they fall in the eyes of some people, which is not the case.

Wei Qinyu stood in the distance coldly, looking at the sparrow he had raised to himself, which had never bloomed before, and his eyes sank a little.

This is the reason why He Qing refused to leave the school.

It seems that the canary he raised has not yet understood his identity.

Then, as the master, he really should have this obligation, and help him understand it.

What kind of thoughts should not be there!

What should not be touched by others.