Ch67 - Did He Hurt You?

He Yang heard the panting sound on the phone, his dark eyes instantly turned cold.

And on the phone, there was an intermittent conversation—— 

“Don’t you need to answer the phone?”

“Who is calling?” The young man was still panting, as if he couldn’t stand it anymore, “You help me answer it………”

 

 

“Does it hurt?”

The voice on the other end of the phone became smaller and smaller, and there was a rustling sound again, like the sound of cloth rubbing. 

“It hurts……..”

 

Immediately afterwards, the phone hung up.

Holding the phone, He Yang stood up with a gloomy face, and prepared to leave.

But He Yang hadn’t gone far when there was a sudden commotion from the ward.

 

Shen XiuZhu came out and shouted: “He Yang.”

He Yang stopped and turned his head.

Shen XiuZhu smiled and asked: “Are you leaving?”

 

“Yeah.” He Yang responded, “I still have something to do.” 

“Is that so…….” Shen XiuZhu’s expression became a little lonely, and he asked again: “Then will you come over tomorrow?”

“Not sure.”

He Yang glanced at the time, turned and left in a hurry.

*** 

In the hotel.

Qin Zhou returned to the room, quickly sat on the sofa and rubbed his knees.

The left knee still hurt a little. Qin Zhou rolled up his trouser leg and found that a part of his knee had turned purple.

Qin Zhou stared at his knee and frowned tightly. 

Before, he was walking up the stairs with Lin ChiXiao, chatting about something, but he accidentally got too absorbed in the chat, and because the lights in the stairwell were dim, he missed his step and fell straight down.

He didn’t feel anything when he fell down, but when he went down two floors, he felt a little pain in his knee.

 

Just then, a call came in, and it was Lin ChiXiao who answered it for him.

When he took over the phone, before he could even see the screen clearly, the phone turned off automatically when it ran out of power, and he didn’t know who was calling. 

However, Lin ChiXiao said that there was no contact name on the call, so it was probably an unimportant harassing call.

Qin Zhou rubbed his knee and saw that his knee was grazed.

Qin Zhou looked at his knee, then got up again, took the charger from the cabinet, and charged the phone first.

After charging, Qin Zhou turned on the phone. 

But when Qin Zhou opened the call log, he saw that the call was from He Yang.

Qin Zhou froze for a moment, then remembered that in the afternoon, He Yang had asked him to call back, but then he forgot.

Qin Zhou thought about it, and felt that he didn’t need to call back, so he put the phone on the table and ignored it.

After resting on the sofa for a while, Qin Zhou took his pajamas and went to take a shower. 

Because of the pain in his knee, Qin Zhou still limped when he walked.

Qin Zhou took a shower, read the script for a while, and then lay on the bed ready to sleep.

It’s just that the pain in his knee was getting worse and worse. Qin Zhou couldn’t sleep because of the pain. So, he had to get up from the bed and find the suitcase.

Qin Zhou searched the medicine box and found several boxes of ointments for external use in it. 

These ointments were all prepared by the assistant. Qin Zhou held a box of ointment and slowly read the instructions.

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Outside the door, He Yang saw Qin Zhou wearing pajamas, and the expression on his face became even colder.

 

He Yang directly asked: “Who is Ah Nan?”

Qin Zhou was even more puzzled, and asked: “What’s wrong?” 

“I heard it.” He Yang frowned, “You are with him.”

He Yang pushed open the door. He walked in directly and scanned the room, trying to find another person in the room.

Soon, He Yang’s eyes locked on the bed.

The quilt on the bed was bulged into a big ball, as if there was still a person lying inside. 

So, He Yang walked over and said coldly: “You guys are getting into bed?”

Qin Zhou turned his head and saw that He Yang had come to his bed and lifted the quilt on the bed.

Qin Zhou frowned slightly, not knowing what happened to He Yang deep in the night. He suddenly ran to his crew from Nancheng, and even threw the quilt off his bed.

“President He.” Qin Zhou had no choice but to walk over and asked, “What’s the matter?” 

Because of the pain in his knee, Qin Zhou walked slowly, and his walking posture was a bit strange.

Seeing Qin Zhou’s limping movements, He Yang stepped forward and hugged Qin Zhou by the waist.

“He Yang!” Qin Zhou was taken aback by the man’s movement, so he had no choice but to hug He Yang’s shoulders to stabilize his body, and then sniffed at the man’s neck, but he didn’t smell the smell of alcohol on the man.

But although he didn’t smell the wine, Qin Zhou could smell the faint scent of perfume. 

He remembered that when he was by He Yang’s side in the morning, He Yang didn’t have this smell on his body. It should be that he got the perfume scent when he was by Shen XiuZhu’s side in the afternoon.

And He Yang put the person in his arms on the bed, put his hands on the side of the bed, looked down at the person under him, and asked, “Did you sleep with him?”

“Who?” The expression on Qin Zhou’s face became even more bewildered.

“I heard it all.” He Yang frowned, and slowly leaned over, “Who the hell is Ah Nan?” 

Qin Zhou blinked blankly, unable to follow He Yang’s train of thought.

However, his knee was still hurting. So, Qin Zhou couldn’t help looking at the bedside table, thinking about applying medicine.

 

He Yang couldn’t suppress his anger, and then he noticed the young man’s gaze. So, he took a look at the bedside table and found a few boxes of ointment on it.

And in the previous phone call, he heard Qin Zhou say that it hurts—— 

It should be that Qin Zhou was injured when he was having s*x with that person.

“You slept with him.” He Yang’s tone was very sure, “Who is Ah Nan?”

After Qin Zhou heard it, he probably guessed something. It was that He Yang thought he slept with “Ah Nan”.

Qin Zhou couldn’t help raising his head, met the man’s eyes, and said unhurriedly: “He Yang, in what identity are you questioning me?” 

Qin Zhou stretched out his hand and wrapped it around the man’s neck.

“What qualifications do you have to question me?”

Qin Zhou laughed.

They were not lovers in the first place. Even if he slept with someone else, He Yang had no right to control him. 

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He Yang fell into silence, and after a long time, he asked again: “Who the hell is that Ah Nan?”

“Is that important who he is?” Qin Zhou was somewhat indifferent. One hand grabbed the man’s necktie and pulled it out from the suit coat little by little.

He Yang calmed down a bit, bent down and hugged the person in front of him, and said in a low voice: “You, don’t hang out with other people.”

Qin Zhou opened his eyes, and put his fingertips in the man’s hair conveniently. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and sniffed at the man’s neck. 

The man still smelled of perfume as before.

Qin Zhou hugged the man’s shoulders and said casually: “You still smell of perfume, is it from Shen XiuZhu?”

“You said I slept with someone else.” Qin Zhou lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice: “Then, what about you? How long have you been on Shen XiuZhu’s bed?”

In fact, he had always been curious about how long He Yang had been intimate with the young master before that he could smell of the perfume every time. 

Usually, He Yang had already treated the young master very well. When they were in bed, He Yang should be gentler, right?

Unlike him, He Yang did it directly every time he wanted to do it. He never asked his opinion, was never gentle and attentive after finishing it, and never even helped him clean it up.

 

In the past, he really wanted to kiss, and also wanted intimacy and affection after the deed.

But He Yang would not leave his warmth to him. 

It’s ridiculous to say that the first time He Yang helped clean up was when he was drugged by his agent last time and had to have a one-night stand. He Yang finally thought of helping him clean up.

Qin Zhou leaned on the man’s shoulder, smelled the unfamiliar perfume on the man, and asked, “How is he on the bed?

“YanYan.” He Yang frowned, loosened his hand a little, he explained, “There is nothing between he and I. He’s just my——”

“I don’t want to hear it.” Qin Zhou raised his hand, put his fingertips on the man’s lips, and said casually: “No matter what relationship you have with Shen XiuZhu, you can do whatever you want.” 

He Yang was quiet for a while. He took Qin Zhou’s hand into his palm and held it tightly, explaining: “He is my friend.”

“I know.” Qin Zhou nodded and smiled: “It’s the kind of friend you need to take care of wholeheartedly. The friend you cherish dearly.”

“YanYan.” He Yang opened his mouth and still wanted to continue explaining something.

Qin Zhou quickly interrupted: “I don’t want to hear that.” 

Qin Zhou stretched out his hand to help tidy up He Yang’s somewhat messy suit.

Qin Zhou acted very seriously.

After tidying up the man’s clothes, Qin Zhou raised his head and said slowly, “He Yang, we are just bed partners.”

Qin Zhou: “So, you can sleep with other people, and I can sleep with other people too.” 

He Yang was still frowning, squatting halfway beside the bed, holding Qin Zhou’s hand, and said, “I’ll take care of you, you can’t be with others.”

Qin Zhou said casually: “But when you started keeping me, you didn’t specify that I couldn’t sleep with others.”

He Yang held that hand tightly and said, “Now I have.”

“You can’t be with others.” He Yang raised his head and continued: “Can’t kiss, and can’t go to bed.” 

“A lot of demands.” Qin Zhou’s attitude was very sloppy.

“Don’t be with other people.” He Yang lowered his posture, “I’m the only bed partner, okay?”

 

Qin Zhou didn’t say anything, just looked down at the man in front of him. He didn’t say whether he agreed or not.

He Yang waited for a while, but there was still no reply from the young man he waited for. 

In the end, He Yang bypassed the topic and asked, “Did he hurt you?”

“I heard it.” He Yang tried his best to control his depression, and asked softly: “Where did he hurt you? Can I take a look?”

Qin Zhou still didn’t speak, but still raised his hand a little, and lifted the lower hem of the pajamas a little.

He Yang was half-kneeling beside the bed. After noticing the movements of Qin Zhou’s hands, he looked over and found that the young man’s knees were already bruised and purple. 

He Yang held the young man’s leg, looked at the marks on the knee, his brows frowned tighter.

This mark looked like it came from the posture of kneeling on the ground, and added that that man’s movements were rather rough, so the knee was injured.

He Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the knee, but he was afraid it would hurt. So, he had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

He Yang asked: “Did he force you?” 

Qin Zhou still ignored him, just took a box of ointment from the side, and continued to read the instructions.

There were several boxes of trauma ointment on the bedside table, and He Yang also took a box over. While reading the precautions, he asked, “How did you get that?”

Qin Zhou said lightly, “I fell on the stairs.”

He Yang’s eyes turned cold, no longer speaking. 

He Yang took the ointments on the table, and after reading all the precautions, he picked out a box and opened it to help apply the ointment.

He Yang applied the medicine very carefully, for fear of causing pain.

After applying the medicine, He Yang helped massage the knee and didn’t let go.

Suddenly, He Yang suddenly thought of something, and asked, “Is there any more?” 

“Huh?” Qin Zhou was taken aback.

“Is there any place where you hurt?” He Yang asked, “Do you want to apply medicine in the back?”

 

“No need.” Qin Zhou said casually.

He Yang got up, put the ointment aside, and suddenly leaned over. He sat on the side of the bed, and stretched out his arms to hug Qin Zhou. 

“YanYan.” He Yang rested his head on the young man’s shoulder, “Just let me hug you once.”

Qin Zhou was still a little lazy, he didn’t pay attention to He Yang, and didn’t respond.

He Yang hugged the person in his arms, and said in a low voice: “He hurts you. Don’t be with him.”

That person was very rough and hurt his knee. 

“Only one bed partner is enough.” He Yang’s tone was very soft, almost begging.

Qin Zhou opened his eyes and was lost in thought for a while.

He had been in pain before.

For the very first year at the beginning, it was very painful. 

He Yang never asked his opinion, and he was afraid that He Yang would abandon him, so he tried his best to accommodate him every time.

He was in pain many times, but he didn’t dare to say it, for fear of being annoyed.

It hurt and hurt, and then he got used to it.

“Don’t be with him.” 

Qin Zhou listened to the voice in his ear, lowered his eyes, and didn’t reply.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang at the door.

Qin Zhou pushed away the man on his body and walked slowly towards the door.

Outside the door, Lin ChiXiao was holding a box of ointment, and hurriedly said, “I just asked for it from my assistant.” 

“Didn’t you say it hurts? I asked, and the assistant said this medicine is very useful.” Lin ChiXiao scratched his hair with some embarrassment, and asked, “Is your knee okay? Does it still hurt?”

“It’s okay.” Qin Zhou also smiled, shook his head and said, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

 

“Then you try this.” Lin Chi Xiao handed over the box of ointment.

Qin Zhou took the box of ointment and said, “Thank you——” 

Lin ChiXiao was about to say something more, when he took a look behind Qin Zhou by accident and suddenly became a little surprised.

Qin Zhou also noticed the expression on Lin ChiXiao’s face, but before he could turn his head, he felt his waist tighten and his body was surrounded by the man’s breath.

He Yang hugged Qin Zhou from behind, looked at the man outside the door, and called casually: “Ah Nan?”

Lin ChiXiao was taken aback, but still nodded with a smile: “Hello.” 

The expression on He Yang’s face turned even colder. He took the box of ointment in Qin Zhou’s hand, threw it directly outside the door, and said coldly: “No need.”

Qin Zhou frowned, and moved the hands on his waist away, “He Yang, don’t make trouble.”

 

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