Chapter 331: Love is too deep to be expressed (Rong Chen)

"You bastard, you are not my son, get out of here..."

"Why should I give birth to you? It's of no use at all. I don't want you. Get out, get out..."

The burning slaps, the punches and kicks on the body, from the unbearable pain to the gradual numbness, the small body curled up on the ground, shaking constantly, and something silently flowed from the eyes...

Cold.

despair.

Mom, you can hit me, you can scold me, but you can't let me go...

Mother……

Blood flowed from the wound on the forehead, dyeing most of the face red. The smell of death spread in the moist and dark place, so strong. The pain in the body can be numb, what should I do with the pain in the heart...

"I will destroy you, destroy you forever... Hahaha..."

There is no pain when a tiny needle pricks the body, but the feeling is more desperate than death!

Why did you give birth to me? Why didn’t you love me when you gave birth to me?

Someone has been talking in my ear, buzzing like a fly. The voice is getting closer and closer, becoming clearer: "Master...Master...Master..."

Fuck you, young master!

A wave of his hand caused the man lying on the bed to slowly open his eyes due to the bone-chilling pain. It turned out that he had broken away the infusion needle while waving his hand, and at this moment, blood was flowing out continuously.

The butler standing next to him looked at him with concern: "Master, you have a nightmare."

Rong Chen reached for the paper and pressed it on the wound. The snow-white paper was quickly stained red. He glanced at him casually, and he lowered his eyes: "You keep calling Madam's name."

There was a storm in his quiet eyes. He had that dream again. When he was 12 years old, he fell into hell completely and could only live in the cold darkness forever.

That nightmare has been haunting him for so many years and is destined to last until the day he dies.

The housekeeper brought a towel and handed it to him: "Master, tomorrow is my wife's death anniversary."

"...So?" He wiped the cold sweat from his neck with a towel, his voice was cold and without any warmth.

"She is your mother after all. Go and see her!" the housekeeper said seriously.

Rong Chen threw the towel on the ground and smiled coldly: "Have you ever seen a mother infect her son with HIV?"

The housekeeper's face turned pale and he was speechless after being questioned.

"roll!"

The housekeeper sighed secretly, packed up his things and left the luxurious room.

Rong Chen got out of bed, stepped on the cold floor with his bare feet, walked to the window and opened the purple curtains with a bang. The warm sunlight quickly drove away the darkness in the room, and also made his cold and hard outline clear.

The dazzling sunlight made him subconsciously close his eyes for a few seconds. After slowly adapting, he opened his eyes and saw clearly the outside world, which was noisy, prosperous, and warm, but it had nothing to do with him.

It is already autumn, but the temperature has not dropped at all. Think about it, it will be the death anniversary of that person in a few months. How long has it been since I last visited him?

Bai Yan, Bai Ziyan, that clean and warm man. The only light and heat in his life disappeared, and he fell into the cold and dark abyss again!

Really, so lonely!

***

Rong Chen placed flowers in front of the tombstone, because his face became even paler and bloodless after having a fever. He sat next to the tombstone, smoking cigarettes one by one.

He could hardly remember how he and Bai Yan met.

Oh, it seems that one night, he got drunk, ditched the bodyguard who had been following him all day, and sat on the roadside. Sitting on the roadside in the middle of the night in the winter, there was no one but a lunatic.

In fact, in everyone's eyes, he is more terrifying than a psychopath.

He didn't know when a car stopped in front of him, and a man in a black woolen coat got out. He put a black thermos cup into Rong Chen's hand, and his elegant voice sounded in the dark night: "Drink some."

Hot water!”

Although Rong Chen drank a lot of wine, he was still very conscious. Through the dim street light, he could clearly see the face in front of him. It was delicate, clean, and gentle enough.

He didn't know what was going on, so he suddenly said: "I have HIV, are you afraid?"

Especially when the strange man was holding his hand! Rong Chen thought he would show disgust or run away like a snake, but he didn't.

"It doesn't matter, you can't infect me." He replied calmly, without a trace of panic or fear, let alone contempt and disgust, as if the man in front of him was no different from an ordinary person.

"What's your name?" Rong Chen clenched the cup in his hand, subconsciously avoiding physical contact with him.

"Bai Ziyan." He said his name faintly under the dim light, with a slight smile on his lips, like the sky and the earth shining together, the sun and the moon shining together, dazzling.

"Can you take me in for a night?" He said this in a daze, maybe because he wanted to test him, or something else, even Rong Chen himself didn't know.

Bai Ziyan was startled, he didn't expect him to say that, and he didn't speak for a while.

Seeing his surprise, Rong Chen curled his lips and sneered. He knew that no one in this world would not be afraid of him, treat him as a virus, and keep him at a distance...

"Yes, yes!" Bai Ziyan thought he might have misunderstood something, and paused: "My apartment has just been renovated, and it may be a bit messy! I hope you don't mind!"

Rong Chen was shocked!

That night he actually stayed in Bai Ziyan's apartment. Bai Ziyan even made supper for him that night. Only one of the two bedrooms had a bed and quilt. Bai Ziyan gave the room to him and made do with it on the sofa for the night.

.

Rong Chen didn't sleep on Bai Ziyan's bed, he didn't even dare to sit on it. He had never met such a person before, why wasn't he afraid of himself, why didn't he avoid himself, and why was he so kind to himself.

"Aren't you afraid that I will be infected with HIV?" The next day, Rong Chen asked him straightforwardly.

Bai Ziyan was making breakfast and looked calm. He said: "HIV mainly exists in the blood, semen, vaginal secretions, and milk of infected people and patients."

In the past, HIV was really scarier than ghosts, but now that science and medicine are advanced, HIV is not that scary, and there is no need for patients to be discriminated against!

Rong Chen stood there blankly, his faint voice hitting the deepest part of his heart every word. In so many years, no one has ever treated him with such a peaceful attitude and such a casual way...

Anyone who knew he had HIV would avoid him, as if the air around him was dirty!

Without any hesitation, he walked into the kitchen and threw all the dishes he used last night on the floor. He broke the chopsticks in half and threw them into the trash can.

Bai Ziyan was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Rong Chen's face was expressionless, and he didn't dare to look at him with his eyes lowered: "I will buy new ones to compensate you! I didn't sleep in your bed last night, so you don't need to change the sheets. And - thank you!"

As soon as Bai Ziyan finished speaking, Rong Chen had already walked out of the apartment before Bai Ziyan could react.

The sun was bright and enveloped him. His body was shaking involuntarily, his eyes were swollen and astringent, and something was trying to flow out from the corners of his eyes. He had stayed in hell for too long, and he had almost forgotten what warmth looked like.

Bai Ziyan, Bai Ziyan, this strange, clean and warm man made Rong Chen feel that he was alone and alive for the first time.

The next day, Rong Chen went to buy a set of dishes in person, and stood hesitantly at the door with the bag in hand, not daring to knock on his door. Bai Ziyan was not afraid of HIV on his body, but he was very afraid, afraid that someone might accidentally infect him with HIV.

he!

Finally, he placed the bag at his door and turned to leave.

The closed door suddenly opened. A man wearing a white shirt and black trousers stood at the door. Looking at his back, he said calmly: "Since you are here, come and have lunch with me. I am alone anyway."

Rong Chen paused in his steps and turned back to look at him with disbelieving eyes. It turned out...he had seen everything.

Bai Ziyan pursed his lips and showed a warm smile. He saw Rong Chen hesitating at his door, waiting for him to knock on the door. Unexpectedly, Rong Chen still lacked the courage in the end.

Who could have imagined that the young and decisive mafia head of the Rong family would stand there blankly at this moment, at a loss.

Bai Ziyan walked over, grabbed his wrist and pulled him directly into the house.

Such an understanding, such a warm and clean person, crashed into the depths of Rong Chen's heart from the very beginning, turning everything upside down and leaving no peace.

But Rong Chen also knew that he was not worthy of standing next to Bai Yan.

He didn't come to see Bai Yan often, only once in a while. He didn't stay here and tried to avoid physical contact with Bai Ziyan. Later, Bai Yan was busy with work and the number of meetings became less and less.

Rong Chen didn't feel disappointed at all. He already knew Bai Ziyan's identity, and he also knew who Bai Ziyan liked. He was secretly happy in his heart. Although Bai Ziyan and himself were the same kind of person, he was also very sad.

I feel sad that I will never be liked by Bai Ziyan.

He knows Bai Ziyan's secret, so naturally he won't hide his secret. Bai Ziyan is such a person, clean and gentle, who makes you unconditionally trust him and rely on him without knowing it.

He was not the heir of the Rong family, but an illegitimate son of the previous generation Rong family head. His mother worked in a nightclub and accidentally fell in love with the Rong family head. She became greedy and wanted to tie up this man, so they had sex with him.

She had tampered with the condom when she was in the hospital, so Rong Chen was born in this world.

The Rong family did not recognize this illegitimate child at all. The woman was out of shape because she gave birth to him. The Rong family did not give her much money. She worked hard to raise a child and her temper became worse and worse. She did not dare to argue with the Rong family, nor did she dare to argue with the Rong family.

Not daring to offend the people in the nightclub, he took all his anger out on Rong Chen.

Before he was twelve years old, Rong Chen's memories were of his alcoholic, promiscuous mother, being beaten, being called an illegitimate bastard, and being humiliated and tortured.

Because her mother had been selling concubines for a long time, she didn't know which man had infected her with HIV. The owner of the nightclub knew about her situation, so naturally he would not let her stay. She lost her job and was suffering from AIDS.

Chen's beatings and scoldings got worse!

On the night of her twelfth birthday, the woman went crazy again. She beat and scolded Rong Chen for no reason, almost beating him to death. She punched and kicked him with all her strength. Rong Chen was beaten and curled up on the ground, unable to hold back.

Shivering, he clenched his fists tightly.

He can endure his mother's beatings and scoldings, no matter how painful it is, it doesn't matter, as long as his mother doesn't abandon him, he only has his mother as his only relative.

His mother was extremely crazy that night. Not only did she beat and scold him, she even pricked herself with a needle and used a needle stained with her own blood to prick Rong Chen's wound in order to infect Rong Chen with AIDS.
To be continued...