"Yes, I just ordered it recently, and it will take some time to get married. A Qing, you can rest assured that your family is preparing to allocate me a company. Then I will have money to help you pay off your debt."

"Recently ordered recently..."

The teenager stood up in a trance, seeing people around him puzzled and asking himself, but just shook his head.

"My flower, lost..."

"Flower? What flower? Where did you lose it? Should I go buy a pot with you?"

"It's useless. If you lose it, you lose it."

The teenager showed a bitter smile, smiling, and tears fell.

Yu Rong suddenly panicked, "A Qing? What's wrong with you?"

He tentatively grabbed the young man's shoulder. He Qing, who always hurriedly avoided like an electric shock, had no response at the moment.

He Qing didn't even know that he was hugged by people other than Wei Qinyu.

He thought that he still lost his flower.

When Wei Qinyu returned home, he saw a piano in the living room, and he slightly sunk his eyes, with a smile on his face, "Where is this piano?"

"Yu Rong sent it." The teenager sat by the piano, and the cheerful tune fell into the man's ear, his face deepening.

"Don't you tell you not to touch him too much?"

"Well." The teenager answered, very well-behaved, "I remember."

Obviously he promised to be so happy, but the man was not happy. He sat beside He Qing, hugged him gently, and was surprised at his thin body.

"A Qing, did you take your medicine today?"

The teenager didn't look at him, his hands kept moving, and he said softly, "Eat."

Wei Qinyu liked the way he wore white, so the shirts in the house were all white. At this moment, the teenager was wearing a white shirt, the buttons on the top were slightly loosened, exposing the delicate clavicle, he played this unmade song, The pale ones are almost transparent.

The man looked at him and suddenly said, "A Qing, I like you."

The piano sound stopped abruptly.

"Ok."

He Qing answered him without looking at him.

Looking at the young man who had no response, Wei Qinyu's heart sank, "A Qing?"

He thought a lot, but did not expect that He Qing's reaction was actually like this.

The teenager stood up and handed him the card in his hand.

Wei Qinyu noticed something, and his voice froze, "What is it?"

"money."

The young man with exquisite looks was expressionless and his voice was calm, "I give you back."

"It's still a little worse, but this month should be able."

After talking, he turned and left, and slowly went upstairs.

In the living room, only the man stood standing still, in front of the strange piano.

The first confession, but got this result.

After half a ring, Wei Qinyu slowly, broke the card into two halves.

Want to leave him?

Unless he is dead!

——

He Qing slept very unsteadily this night. In his dream, he always seemed to be spied on by someone. After a night of tossing and turning, the sky was bright, and he got up and planned to go downstairs to school.

When I came to the door, I pushed the door out as usual, but found that the door that could be opened with a light touch was still at the moment.

The teenager frowned, twisting left, right, up, and down doubtfully, but never opened the door.

Anxiety gradually rose into his heart, he pushed hard, but the door seemed to be welded to death, but it couldn't open.

As long as he was alone in the whole room, He Qing lay beside the door, thinking of hearing the movement outside, but there was only silence.

Panic began to flow rapidly in his heart, and the teenager slapped the door hard, looking for help, "Is there anyone! Is there anyone outside!!"

No response, nothing at all.

Quiet as if he was the only person left in this Nuo Da house.

He Qing was really panicked. He knocked on the door desperately, ran to the balcony and shouted below, hoping that someone could save himself.

There was no response at all.

At the end, the boy sat stunned by the wall, staring at him in confusion.

What is going on, what happened.

The door was opened when it was getting dark.

Wei Qinyu walked in and looked at the teenager who was hiding in the corner and huddled up with red eyes, said softly, "Are you hungry?"

He Qing stared straight at him, and looked at him like he looked at the most abominable person, "You shut me up!"

"Why are you shutting me down!"

The man smiled, with a pity in his smile, "A Qing, didn't you ask this sentence knowingly?"

"Did you tell you yesterday? I like you."

"Sometimes it's not quite flat outside during this time. I'm afraid you will have an accident. Let me stay here for a few days first. I promise that you will let you out when things are done outside, okay?"

The teenager still kept his original posture, his eyes red, staring straight at him, "Let me go."

"Obe, obedient, I'll get you some food."

Seeing that the teenager was still looking at himself with the kind of displeasure of his eyes, Wei Qinyu stepped, and a shallow smile appeared on his face, looking very gentle.

"A Qing, you'd better be obedient, otherwise you don't want to, the friend named Yu Rong has an accident?"

He Qing's whole body was stiff.

He looked at the man, the tears in his eyes swirling, "Why..."

Why do you already have a fiancée, have to get married, and trap him here.

Didn't you like him?

Is it the way he likes people?

Wei Qinyu was really too busy. He didn't even notice what the teenager was asking, but he smiled comfortably, "I'll let people move the piano into your room, OK?"

The teenager stared blankly at the man who did not answer his question. The only remaining light in his eyes had completely disappeared. He shuddered gently, and whispered, "I want the piano I want to give."

The man's eyes were displeased, and he could see the appearance of the young man, and he was afraid that he was really angry with himself. A smile appeared on his face, and he agreed, "Okay, just listen to you."

The piano was moved into the room, and the teenager was locked in this room.

He didn't ask why anymore, nor did he think about how to escape, but just like to admit his fate, staying in the room every day and playing the piano.

The tune played is always the one he hasn't done yet.

Wei Qinyu has been very busy since this day. He needs to cope with the old and unrepaired family, and all kinds of enemies. The only thing he can do every day is to put his mobile phone aside during office work, and the teenager is playing on it. Various contents in the room,

Judging from the appearance, everything is normal for He Qing. He should eat, drink and drink. He just sits in front of the piano and plays the piano every day.

But I don’t know why, the man always feels a little uneasy in his heart. He goes back every night, and often when he goes back, the teenager is already asleep, and Wei Qinyu is also very tired. He doesn’t plan to do anything, just simple. Hugged people to sleep only.

He was very tired during the day and fell asleep at night. When he woke up on time in the morning, the teenager was still asleep, often at this time Wei Qinyu would bow his head and gently put a kiss on his forehead, and then Continue to fight and start fighting with various enemies in the company.

The time between the two was only a short time at night. The man had no chance to find out that He Qing had never spoken to him since that day.

In contrast, he was kept in the room, and of course he had no chance to speak with people.

Looking at the monitor, the teenager is normal.

He wakes up every day and starts to have breakfast. After eating, he goes to the balcony to water the flowers. Then he watches the parrot talking and finally plays the piano by the piano.

The song is always that sentence.

Soon, Wei Qinyu almost cleared all the enemies in the company, and his marriage to Miss Yu Jiatai was getting closer.

He Qing was sitting on the edge of the piano, playing the piano, and the sunlight fell on the teenager's face, making his exquisite looks as if glowing and beautiful.

The man came into the door and saw such a scene. His heart seemed to soften for an instant. He stepped forward and changed the name of the boy softly, "A Qing."

He Qing looked over, his fingers still pressed on the piano, but his eyes fell on the man.

"I'm busy. I can have a good rest during this time. Would you like to talk to me about the first piano?"

Wei Qinyu asked, and then saw the teenager lower his head, his hands kept moving.

It's still that song.

The teenager probably thought he was listening for the second time, but actually in these days, Wei Qinyu has listened to it many times.

But he listened very fascinatingly. After the end, he smiled and applauded, "It's really nice."

He Qing smiled and looked at him brightly in his eyes.

For the first time in so many days, I said, "Do you like it?"

Wei Qinyu replied, "I like it very much."

So the teenager smiled more happy.

He stood up and tilted his head to look at the man, still pure black and white in his eyes.

"Mr. Wei, when are you willing to let me go?"

He asked seriously.

Wei Qinyu also answered very seriously, "Just stay with me all my life, OK? A Qing."

There was a trace of melancholy in He Qing's eyes, and he asked gently, "A lifetime?"

"Yes, for a lifetime."

The teenager gave a wry smile, "But for a lifetime, it's too long."

"I don't want to stay with Mr. Wei."

"I can't stand it for a minute, let alone a lifetime?"

Wei Qinyu looked ugly.