Fu Bihong refused to let Song Eun transfer to another school, and Song Eun had no choice but to return to the previous school in the end.

I thought that I would receive cold eyes and ridicule from the students in the school again, and I was even mentally prepared for this. didn't expect that there weren't so many voices talking about him after returning to school.

As a result, the pain was somewhat lessened.

It's just that when I go to the bathroom during recess, the boys in the bathroom always give me strange looks. Every time this is the most difficult moment for Song Eun. He had to clench his hands and grit his teeth to keep himself from shedding tears.

Fu Bihong is still as unscrupulous as before, going to and from school and the cafeteria with Song En. Song Eun will not resist and complain like before, and listen to him for everything. The face is often lifeless, with little life and expression. Fu Bihong naturally noticed that he was different from before.

Gently hugged him and kissed him on the shoulder when he slept at night: "Why are you so indifferent lately?" I don't like the way you look. ”

Song Eun's eyes rolled a little sluggishly: "...... I didn't. ”

Fu Bihong smiled lightly: "Do you think I can't see anything?" He kissed Song Eun on the shoulder, then slid it to the tip of his nose and lips.

"Are you still angry that I didn't allow you to transfer?"

"I've sent someone to inform the whole school before you go back to school, and I'm going to keep them silent about it. What do you still care about? ”

Song Eun turned around and said sullenly, "I don't care." ”

Fu Bihong saw that he was still like this, and couldn't help but be angry: "Who are you showing your face to?!" Turn me back. ”

Song Eun really obediently turned his body back, his eyes still falling elsewhere and not looking at him. Fu Bihong was sulking, but there was nowhere to go.

Obviously, he has completely controlled Song Eun, and Song Eun has also begun to learn to be submissive, so he should be happy. But something seems to be wrong. Song Eun's attitude became colder and colder, making him feel very dissatisfied.

What is this? Has it really become a toy at his mercy? In this way, the kind of fun that fascinated him in the first place seems to be greatly halved. Such a boring Song Eun also made him feel bored and helpless for a while.

During the period when Chu Pan stayed at home alone to recuperate after Chu Pan went abroad, Song En thought about everything about himself very clearly. Fu Bihong only covets this novelty, if he still resists and hostile, Fu Bihong's interest in him will not wane.

He thought that one day, Fu Bihong would eventually get tired of it. At that time, the parents should be released from prison, and Yiqiē will be well again.

But before graduating from high school...... I guess it's impossible.

Song Eun slowly forced himself to become numb and not care about anything. Try to stop yourself from getting out of control, or having any extra feelings. He also doesn't think he needs to feel sad and painful because of something, because the bottom line has been broken.

Now that his worst secret is known, there is no need for an attitude like hiding and hiding. Just keep enduring with the thought that there will always be a day when you can be liberated.

He didn't call Chu Pan, and he even tore off the piece of paper that wrote down the number. He didn't need to write it down on paper anymore, he just kept the string of numbers in his heart.

Chu Pan insisted on sending him letters for several months, and there would be one every month. In the first few months, Song En avoided Fu Bihong, and he could always receive those letters, and he also secretly sent them back to Chu Pan.

But later this matter was discovered by Fu Bihong, and Chu Pan's later reply was detained. Song Eun never received a single letter again.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, Song En devoted all his body and mind to studying, and he actually had a little secret thought in his heart - if the score was good, he should be able to apply for an excellent foreign university, and if it was a place far away from L City, it would be the best. But this idea must be hidden from Fu Bihong.

The paper volunteer form sent out before the college entrance examination for trial filling, Song Eun carefully compared and selected the books sent by the school to introduce the application for the volunteer university. In the end, I chose a two-book college in T City. T City is far away from L City, which is exactly what Song Eun wants.

He hid the volunteer watch in the compartment of his schoolbag and deliberately tucked it in a very secret place.

After taking a shower in the bathroom at night, he saw Fu Bihong rummaging through his schoolbag, and he immediately walked over in a hurry: "What are you doing?" Don't rummage through my stuff! ”

Fu Bihong looked at him with a smile: "What are you nervous about?" What are you afraid of what I'll see? ”

Song Eun saw that his hand was about to slide into the mezzanine, and hurriedly grabbed his hand. But it was already a step too late, and the paper volunteer form inside had already been taken out first. Fu Bihong raised the volunteer table high with the advantage of being tall and having long arms, as if he was deliberately teasing Song En, and no matter how Song En reached out and grabbed it, he couldn't snatch it.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fu Bihong had already seen the content filled in on the paper. "First Choice...... T big? ”

He sneered, and then lowered his head to stare at Song En: "I said that I deliberately avoided me in the school and went to the reading room alone, what are you doing?" It turned out that he was writing this behind my back. ”

He took the pen on the table next to him, crossed out the words in that column with two strong strokes, and wrote it down at a local university. Song En was so angry that he was anxious: "What are you doing?" Don't mess with my forms! ”

"Want to secretly apply to a university in another place behind my back? Do you when I don't save zài? Fu Bihong grabbed Song En's waist and pulled him to himself: "You can't go anywhere except for the local university in L City!" ”

Song Eun struggled angrily, and he shouted back in a weak manner: "Why? Where is my freedom? Why should you care? ”

Fu Bihong said coldly: "Your guardianship is now in the name of the Fu family, why can't I take care of it?" ”

Song En's wrist was painful when he dragged it, and he frowned slightly: "Regardless of whether the guardianship is in the Fu family or not, you have no right to interfere with the question of what I want to do!" ”

"You just have to stay with me, I just won't let you stay away from me, how about it?"

Song Eun forced himself to calm down: "That's good, whatever you want!" Anyway, in the end, it is filled in on the computer, and now it is just a trial filling, and you won't be able to do anything when the time comes! ”

"Do you owe a lesson again? Well? Do you want me to punish you like that again? Fu Bihong picked him up and threw him on the bed: "I can't care?" Do you think it's possible for me to let you go out of town? It's useless to fill in the computer as well! ”

Song Eun hurriedly got up, he was wearing only a yukata and nothing but underwear. "Whether it's useful or not, you don't count what you say!"

Fu Bihong immediately pressed him down again, and used his strong muscular thighs to suppress his lower body lightly.

The two of them made too much noise just now, so that Fu's father, who was working in the study next door, heard it. He came out of the study, walked to the bedroom door and knocked on the door first: "Bihong? What's the fuss? ”

But Fu Bihong was busy suppressing and cleaning up Song Eun and didn't hear it. Fu's father directly unscrewed the door and walked in, and saw Song En and Fu Bihong fighting each other on the bed. He was slightly angry: "Bihong, you two don't make trouble, what does this look like?" ”

Song En raised his eyes and saw Father Fu coming, and immediately called for help: "Uncle! Uncle, you help me, I still have homework to write, but he pestered me and didn't let me go! ”

Father Fu frowned: "What is the reason?" Bihong, what kind of system do you let go of him and make a fuss like this in bed? ”

Fu Bihong still pressed Song En with his arm, making him unable to sit up, and raised his head to face his father again: "Dad, Song En has broken the rules of our family, I have to punish him, I don't allow him to do whatever he wants in front of me, so it will be even more difficult to discipline in the future." ”

In the final analysis, in Fu's father's heart, Song En has always been just a gadget raised by Fu Bihong on a whim, and he is not a very important person. Since he has made Bihong angry, then he has to deal with it at will.

He glanced lightly at Song Eun, who was still looking at him with pleading eyes, and said casually to Fu Bihong: "Hey...... That's up to you, but don't make too much of a fuss, I'm still in the study to take care of things. ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked outside the door. Song Eun was flustered, his arms still stretched out in the air and waving wildly, shouting, "Don't go!" ”

Father Fu would listen, closed the door and strode away back to the study.

As soon as Fu's father left, Fu Bihong immediately regained his previous angry expression. He untied the strap of Song Eun's yukata.

Song Eun's freshly bathed body felt smooth to the touch, with a faint layer of pink on his complexion, and a rich fragrance emanating from it. It looks tempting and tasty.

Fu Bihong couldn't help but raise his hand and start caressing from his white chest, gradually moving downward.

Song Eun's body trembled uncontrollably: "Bastard...... Let me go! I still have homework to finish, I don't want to ......"

Fu Bihong looked at his funny reaction, and the original anger quickly turned into desire. Fire. He gave Song Eun a light kiss on his upper body and said vaguely, "Then don't write it, I'll write it again tomorrow." ”

Song Eun pushed his head on his chest with his hand, "No...... Go away! ”

Fu Bihong is already desired. The state of burning his body has reached this point, and no matter what, it is impossible to let Song Eun go again. Raise Song Eun's legs and place them in the crooks of his arms.

Song Eun let out a "hmm" and trembled at his sudden incursion.

He was powerless to resist any longer, knowing that Fu Bihong's posture would take a lot of time. I had to close my eyes and say coldly: "You don't want to get it after twelve o'clock, I want to rest early, there will be classes tomorrow." ”

After Fu Bihong found out that he wanted to apply for a volunteer job at a foreign university, Song En knew that this path would not work. If Fu Bihong insists on not letting him go to other places, then he won't be able to go anyway. But going to college is always much better than high school, and you can apply for accommodation when the time comes. It also takes time to deal with classes and various activities, so that you don't have to deal with Fu Bihong every day like in high school.

The college entrance examination is coming soon, and the days after the college entrance examination are no different from before. The days when Fu Bihong stayed at home during the summer vacation were undoubtedly extremely difficult for Song En. Fortunately, Fu Bihong spends most of his time going out with friends. As a result, Song Eun was able to live a little easier.

Because of the long summer vacation, he stays at Fu's house almost every day, so he often meets with Fu's father and mother. Fu's father's attitude towards him is neither bad nor good, but Fu's mother treats him very badly. Often there is not even a nice word and a normal look.

He was looking for a book of his own in Fu Bihong's bedroom, and Fu's mother happened to pass by the door, and her tone was very malicious: "What are you doing, rummaging through Bihong's things?" Get me out! ”

Song En frowned: "I didn't flip through his things, I was just looking for a book of my own." ”

Fu's mother didn't listen to what he said, grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the door: "Don't quibble, keep me away from Bihong's room." I feel sick when I see you! ”

Song En was also a little angry, and it wasn't because he had to stay at the Fu family and not leave. Why should he bear the white eyes of others?

But looking at Fu Bihong's attitude, and he didn't get tired or wanted to let himself go, he became more and more anxious.

In the evening, Fu Bihong came back from outside, Fu's mother went out for dinner, and there were only two people at the dinner table, he and Fu Bihong. Song Eun couldn't suppress the doubts and impatience in his heart, and he asked, "When will it be...... You're willing to let me go? ”

Fu Bihong unhurriedly put down the chopsticks in his hand: "When did I say that I would let you go?" ”

Song En held it in his throat in one breath, so angry that he couldn't breathe it out: "But your parents don't like me." Don't you just have a body? I've ...... with you It's been almost a year now, isn't that enough? You can let me go, okay? ”

"No way. Why are you still unenlightened? Fu Bihong sneered: "I want you to be by my side forever." ”

Song En was extremely angry, and he didn't choose to say anything for a while, and all the words he wanted to say in his heart were spit out at once: "You are dreaming!" As soon as my parents let me out, I would immediately run away! ”

The corners of Fu Bihong's mouth lifted a gentle smile: "You think I'll give you this opportunity?" ”

Song Eun's face turned red with anger, he slapped his chopsticks the table, got up and walked to his room.

Fu Bihong immediately stood up, followed behind him in three or two steps, and hugged his slender waist: "Dare to throw things at me!" I don't know who I am, do I? ”

Song En thought a lot alone in the next few days, thinking that Fu Bihong would never be able to let go here. But maybe we can find a breakthrough from Fu Father and Fu Mother.

After all, looking at their attitude, they don't like Fu Bihong to raise himself like this.

He decided to talk to Fu's father. Forget about Fu's mother, she doesn't like him very much, and Song En doesn't want to be too hot and cold.

He felt that there was at least a little hope for this solution.