When Song Eun opened his eyes, he felt like a dream. The scene in front of him was still the world he knew...... White walls, white sheets, hanging bottles.

The man sitting next to the bed had his face facing him.

It's not Mom and Dad, it's no one else...... Or the one he hated the most.

He became agitated and sat up to get out of bed. Don't stay here any longer...... He's going crazy, he can't stand to look at Fu Bihong again.

Even if it's just a glance, it will remind him of the past.

The operation was no longer possible, and now even death has not succeeded...... The wound on his wrist was faintly painful, but far from heartache.

Why didn't he die? Why are you still imprisoned by this demon. Forbidden, living without personal freedom and dignity?!

Fu Bihong hugged him all of a sudden and slammed him to the bed: "Don't you even want to look at me?" Where do you want to escape? I won't let you go! ”

Song Eun struggled vigorously, crying and screaming: "I don't want to stay here... I'm going home, I don't want to be in the hospital. ”

Fu Bihong hugged him tightly and made him unable to move: "If you want to go home, I'll take you back to our home in a while." It's just that you still need infusions. Let's go again in the afternoon, okay? ”

Song En pushed him away hard, and he took advantage of Fu Bihong's surprise to push him to the corner of the bed. Walked quickly to the door, before the doorknob was turned open, his body was hugged by Fu Bihong, who was chasing behind him, and dragged back.

Song Eun didn't resist no matter how hard he struggled, his waist was firmly held in his hand, and he dragged him back to the bed.

"I'm leaving...... I'm leaving! He shouted heedlessly, "I want to go back to my home, I don't want to stay with you." I hate you, I don't want to see you, you go away! ”

The bodyguards of the Fu family, who were guarding outside the door, heard the movement inside the house, and someone had already pushed the door in. Seeing the tense situation of the two, he asked, "Mr. Fu, do you need our help?" ”

Fu Bihong shook his head, tilted his head, and motioned for them to go out. "No, it's okay, I can do it myself."

Song En's body is obviously much thinner than Fu Bihong, and there is no need to worry. The bodyguard covered the door and walked out again.

As soon as the door was closed, Fu Bihong immediately bullied him and suppressed his arm: "Let me go away?" I haven't settled my account with you yet. ”

The thought of him rather committing suicide than staying by his side made him angry. "Suicide by slitting your wrists...... You've really opened my eyes. Want to use this as a revolt? He grabbed him by the neck and pulled his head closer.

"If you dare to do this to me again, try it... You're dead, your parents are still there, you don't know, right? There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes: "Add something to their recently reopened company, and with a few simple means, you can make them saddled with a lawsuit again." Send them to jail, you know I did it, don't you? ”

Song Eun shook his head, his face obviously a little afraid. The look of fear, coupled with the pale color without a trace of blood, made the whole person look haggard and pitiful.

"Can't I die...... Can't I die? "His courage was eventually drained, and his body went limp, without the slightest strength.

"Why ......" he stared at Fu Bihong: "Why do you want to do this to me?" ”

"I'm going to have surgery...... he couldn't help but sobbed again, covered his face and cried bitterly: "Please let me have surgery...... I don't want to do this again, I don't want to do this. It's too painful. ”

Fu Bihong gently lowered his head and kissed him, "Good, the operation can't be done." Don't think about it anymore. Stay by my side in the future, as long as you are obedient, I will not treat you badly. ”

When Song Eun heard his words, another wave of despair swelled up. He couldn't break free of his arm, so he could only hold him in his arms, pulling and crying, "I want to go home... I want to go home. ”

Fu Bihong raised his head. Let him cry until his red and swollen eyes like a rabbit are exposed.

The tip of his nose pressed against Song Eun's, not revealing a single gap. Seeing Song Eun dodging and trying to open his eyes with unsteady breath, he glared at him fiercely, holding his chin in his hand and holding it very close to him.

Song Eun tried to dodge again, but was pulled back again. So many times, he couldn't stand it anymore and broke down and cried.

Fu Bihong held him in his arms and gently stroked his back: "If you don't do this kind of thing, how can I do this to you...... Don't cry anymore. ”

"You don't know how scared I was when I saw you unconscious...... I'm afraid you'll just not wake up. ”

To be afraid, of course...... After all, as soon as he died, he was left with one less toy to play with. Why didn't Song Eun understand?

He slowly lost the strength to cry again, and nestled quietly in Fu Bihong's arms, not speaking. Fu Bihong touched his soft hair and said softly: "Remember, except for surgery, I can agree to anything else." It's just that I won't agree to surgery. You'd better not mention it again, lest you anger me. ”

Song Eun didn't speak, and when he squeaked again, he still said the same sentence: "Let me go home...... I want to go home. ”

"Go home, you just want to go home. Even if you commit suicide, the only thing you think about before you die is your parents, so what about me? He thought of the suicide note he had seen in the bathroom when he got home, expressing his gratitude to his parents and his own guilt. Nothing else.

There is no account for him.

"You hate me so much?" He said.

Want to die? It depends on whether he agrees or not.

Song Eun's voice was soft...... Ignoring him, he only weakly repeated Fang Cai's words several times before closing his eyes again.

Song Eun stayed in the hospital for about a week, during which Fu Bihong suppressed the news of his hospitalization and forbade the hospital to spread it. He also tried his best to hide it from Song's father and Song's mother, and he didn't want to have any more complications.

Song En belongs only to him, and if he can, he doesn't want Song's father and Song's mother to get too involved in the lives of the two of them.

The scars on Song Eun's wrists had become extremely light and light after healing and medical conditioning. When Song's father and Song's mother came to visit, they couldn't see anything abnormal.

It's just that the excessive weakness on his face makes the two of them feel distressed...... For more than a week, they came to see Xiao En, but they were all rejected by Fu Bihong. They were worried that Fu Bihong had done something bad to him again.

Song Eun didn't want them to worry too much, but just pretended that he was suffering from a minor illness and had been a little weak and anemic recently.

Father Song didn't worry about him, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Xiao En, the operation is ......."

Song Eun lowered his eyes and said softly, "I know about the operation." If I don't do it, I don't want to do it. ”

Father Song was a little surprised by his sudden change, but then he felt distressed in his heart.

He hugged Song Eun's shoulders and couldn't say anything. In the end, I could only sigh heavily.

After being discharged from the hospital and returning to Fu's house, Song En seemed depressed and always silent. Fu Bihong was worried that he would commit suicide again, so he arranged for some special people to take care of him at home and be responsible for following him.

Song Eun was asked to accompany him no matter what he did. In addition to going to the bathroom, the bathroom is no longer allowed to enter during the day.

It's nothing more than that he's afraid that he will find another chance to commit suicide.

Everything that could be used as a tool in the house was removed. Including potted plants from the front balcony, fruit knives and vases in the living room.

Or ...... Just put it where he couldn't see it.

Can't escape...... Song Eun knows. The chances to commit suicide were confiscated, and there was no way for him to escape.

Fu's mother and Fu's father were not at home during this time, and I heard that they went abroad to do business.

Song Eun recuperated at home for a week, after which he resumed his return to school.

Fu Bihong was still worried, so he sent someone from the Fu family to accompany him to the school to listen to him for surveillance. Because he was also disguised as a student of the school, he was not noticeable, so Song Eun went with him.

It's not that I don't want to come back a few more times...... It's just that his own death is a trivial matter, according to Fu Bihong's warnings and threats, what if he dies and affects his parents?

Is it really ...... for them to be nearly half a hundred years old, and they will be ruined and imprisoned like a lost dog?

They were the people he loved the most, and Song Eun couldn't do it.

After Fu's father and mother came back from their errands, their lives were as good as before.

Song Eun tried hard to forget about the operation...... Just as if it didn't save zài ever did.

If you don't have expectations from the beginning, it will be fine. He sometimes persuaded himself to think so.

On the evening of the weekend, Fu Bihong came back from a party outside. Fu Mu is having dinner with Song Eun at the dining table.

Fu Bihong sat beside the two. Song Eun didn't speak, nor did he look up.

Fu's mother smiled at him with a smile: "Bihong, did you come back from dinner?" ”

Fu Bihong replied with a smile: "Well, I just had dinner with a few people who worked together this time." ”

"But my stomach is still empty...... I've just drunk some wine, and I'll eat some more with you." As he spoke, he called out to the maid in the kitchen, "Auntie, bring me another set of utensils." ”

Fu Mu glanced at Song En, who didn't make any moves, and couldn't help but feel dissatisfied. But he didn't embarrass him, just smiled at him and said, "Song Eun, look at you...... How long has it been since Bihong came back, you haven't even said a word. Pour a glass of water for her husband or something, let alone not. ”

Song Eun's eyes lowered and he said softly, "Let's eat together." ”

Fu's mother smiled again: "This child is really...... It's been so long, and there hasn't been any growth or change. ”

Fu Bihong hugged his waist and rubbed his palm gently against his waist. As if he wanted to say something, the servant brought the cutlery.

Song Eun took the opportunity to quietly break out of his arms. He didn't like to be treated like this in front of others.

They are not a truly loving couple.

I wanted to go back to the house after eating...... However, it doesn't seem to be easy to get up and leave directly now. He had no choice but to wait in silence.

Fu Mu and Fu Bihong talked, and he couldn't say a word.

The two talked about the company's stock...... Later, the conversation changed, and Fu's mother talked about going to a friend's house last night as a guest, and the friend's son was married at the beginning of this year and already had a child last week.

My friend has a grandson, and his spirit is different from before. The more Fu Mu spoke, the more envy appeared in her eyebrows.

Song Eun thought of what she would mention. Sure enough...... "Bihong, when will you be able to give birth to a grandson for your mother?" ”

She glanced at Song Eun, who was hanging his head, and of course she wouldn't expect a man to give birth to any grandchildren.

She meant to let Bihong go to the hospital to do surrogacy.

The technology of hospital IVF surrogacy is currently very developed, as long as a surrogate is found, it will take a long time to get a child.

This is also what she discussed with Bihong before getting married.

Fu Bihong paused, then smiled: "Okay, Mom, I'll try to find some time to do this in the near future." ”

This matter had nothing to do with Song Eun, so he just lowered his head to eat and didn't say a word.

Even if Fu Bihong goes to do surrogacy, the child he gives birth to has nothing to do with him.

Fu Bihong looked at Song En, who tried his best to lower his head, and couldn't help but move in his heart, and had some different thoughts.

Over the next few days, he left work earlier and earlier. Sometimes he would take Song Eun out to dinner and watch movies, most of the time at home. The room sat together.

Do. The number of times of love is also increasing. Even if Song Eun refuses or is unwilling, it is useless, and in the end, he will be dragged to the bed and tossed repeatedly.

Song En thought of what Fu's mother said to him a few days ago, and unintentionally asked: "Mom told you a few days ago that you should go to the hospital for surrogacy." Did you go? ”

has been accompanying Song En for the past few days, so naturally he hasn't gone yet: "No." ”

Song En glanced at him: "Aren't you afraid that your mother will be in a hurry?" Let's go tomorrow. He was so annoyed by being pestered every day.

Both of them were still lying on the bed, each of them being light. Naked. Fu Bihong suddenly leaned over and clinged to him.

"Actually, I didn't want to go. I just want ...... The child you bore for me. ”