A few days later, Chen Qianqing was discharged from the hospital.
Since his left leg was still in a cast, he had to use a wheelchair.
As they left the hospital, Chen Qianqing found it difficult to move, so Lu Zhengfei carried him all the way.
In the eyes of Chen Qianqing's mother, Liu Huamei, the idea of a man falling in love with another man hardly existed. She watched Lu Zhengfei carry Chen Qianqing and was completely oblivious to that aspect, instead feeling touched by Lu Zhengfei's dedication.
Lu Zhengfei carried Chen Qianqing into the car, and then put the folding wheelchair into the trunk before getting into the driver's seat. He drove Liu Huamei and Chen Qianqing to his place.
Chen Qianqing used to live here, or more accurately, he was locked up here.
The windows of the house were all fitted with iron bars, and the door required iris scanning. There was almost no chance for Chen Qianqing to escape. But even so, Chen Qianqing found a chance to run away, and in the end...his leg was broken by Lu Zhengfei.
And now he was back here again, Chen Qianqing couldn't clearly express his feelings.
Even Lu Zhengfei, who was with him now, probably didn't know this place as well as he did. Here, he and Chen Qianqing had spent ten long years together. Although they had left during that time, their final moments were still spent here.
Lying on the bed, on the brink of death, Chen Qianqing uttered words of curse. With his death, he exacted his revenge on Lu Zhengfei completely.
There was a huge piano on the second floor of the house. Chen Qianqing used to play it beautifully, until he became blind and never touched the instrument again.
Shortly after Liu Huamei returned home, she went out to buy groceries. She felt that she had already troubled Lu Zhengfei enough, so she took it upon herself to cook. Lu Zhengfei declined a few times, but seeing Liu Huamei's determination, he stopped insisting.
With Liu Huamei out buying groceries, Chen Qianqing and Lu Zhengfei were left alone in the house.
Chen Qianqing was watching TV on the first floor, while Lu Zhengfei, who had been doing something upstairs, finally came down the stairs after a while. He saw Chen Qianqing staring expressionlessly at the TV, and spoke, "Qianqing, I want to hear you play the piano."
Chen Qianqing: "..." Seeing himself from another perspective, he really was a calculated person.
"Qianqing?" Like the current Chen Qianqing, Lu Zhengfei's face lacked expression, but Chen Qianqing already understood that when Lu Zhengfei called him "Qianqing," it meant that Lu Zhengfei was not in a good mood.
Chen Qianqing said, "I still have a cast on my leg." This excuse was just that, an excuse. Although playing the piano did require the use of his legs to some extent, it was more for support rather than necessity. Even if Lu Zhengfei wanted to hear him play, he wouldn't judge it with a professional eye.
As expected, after Chen Qianqing said this, Lu Zhengfei's face darkened. In the twisted and unequal relationship between Chen Qianqing and Lu Zhengfei, the piano on the second floor was the only remaining area of ceasefire.
Even when Lu Zhengfei was angry, he would never harm the piano in any way, and even when Chen Qianqing was angry, he would never refuse to play. It was like a person starved of air finally being able to take a breath, the piano was almost the only item that could ease their relationship.
But now, Chen Qianqing was looking for an excuse.
Lu Zhengfei was very angry, but he held back and said, "Qianqing, I want to hear you play the piano." He repeated his words.
Seeing Chen Qianqing remain silent, how could Lu Zhengfei not understand his meaning? He said, "You don't want to play the piano anymore?"
This statement could be considered a threat. Chen Qianqing looked at Lu Zhengfei's face and finally said, "Fine."
Lu Zhengfei's expression finally relaxed, and he said, "Qianqing, I'll carry you upstairs."
After saying that, he walked up to Chen Qianqing, hugged him, and although they were both grown men, Lu Zhengfei's strength was enough to carry the 1.78-meter-tall Chen Qianqing effortlessly. He walked to the second floor and placed him in front of the piano.
Chen Qianqing's left leg was in a cast, and he awkwardly sat in front of the open piano.
"I want to hear Für Elise," Lu Zhengfei's request wasn't unreasonable. The beginning of Für Elise was relatively simple, with the difficulty increasing slightly in the later parts. But generally, anyone who had passed the third level of piano wouldn't have much trouble with it. For Chen Qianqing, it was a piece of cake.
But now the problem arose. What used to be simple for Chen Qianqing was now as difficult as reaching the sky.
Chen Qianqing looked at the distinct black and white keys in front of him, but didn't make a move.
"Play it," Lu Zhengfei furrowed his eyebrows when Chen Qianqing didn't respond. "What's wrong?"
Chen Qianqing took a deep breath, turned his head, and spoke sincerely, with the utmost sincerity, "Or maybe you should just beat me up?"
Lu Zhengfei: "..." For a moment, he couldn't comprehend what Chen Qianqing meant, but when he finally understood, he was on the verge of going crazy. Chen Qianqing's expressionless face was the best mockery to him. Even the piano was refusing to be played for him. He and Chen Qianqing had finally entered an irreparable dead end.
No one understood Lu Zhengfei's thoughts better than the current Chen Qianqing. He looked at Lu Zhengfei's ever-changing expression, but didn't say anything—he couldn't tell Lu Zhengfei that he couldn't play the piano anymore.
"You really think I won't dare to hit you?" Lu Zhengfei's trembling hand grabbed Chen Qianqing's chin tightly. His hand was shaking, but his tone was icy, "Hmm?"
Chen Qianqing was certain that Lu Zhengfei wouldn't hit him. When they were together before, Chen Qianqing often provoked him like this, and even though Lu Zhengfei would go crazy with anger every time, he never laid a hand on Chen Qianqing—unless Chen Qianqing wanted to run away.
Lu Zhengfei's eyes turned red with anger, but in the end, he let go of Chen Qianqing's chin.
In his heart, Chen Qianqing sighed silently, thinking that the matter would end here. But he quickly realized that he was wrong...
Lu Zhengfei indeed wouldn't hit Chen Qianqing, but he had other ways to punish him.
When Lu Zhengfei lifted him up and threw him onto the bed in the bedroom, Chen Qianqing was completely stunned. He watched Lu Zhengfei's face get closer and closer, and then he forcefully kissed his lips.
In an instant, goosebumps covered Chen Qianqing's body.
No one knew how it felt to be kissed like this, but Chen Qianqing knew. He looked at that familiar face, so close, with warm breath brushing against his face. Oh, it was both sour and refreshing.
Without hesitation, Chen Qianqing began to resist the person on top of him—damn it, not even a disabled person was spared. Was this really the same person? How could he be so beastly!
Resisting Chen Qianqing had become ordinary for Lu Zhengfei. He easily held Chen Qianqing's hands above his head and started kissing down his neck.
Chen Qianqing's goosebumps were about to fall off. With a leg in a cast, he couldn't resist, and even when his leg wasn't broken, he probably couldn't beat Lu Zhengfei, let alone now.
"Chen Qianqing," Lu Zhengfei said, "Did you really think I wouldn't be angry?"
Chen Qianqing: "..." I swear, I never thought that.
Lu Zhengfei fell silent and continued to kiss the person beneath him earnestly. Men are sensual beings, and although Chen Qianqing didn't like him, he usually responded to his touch. And these responses were the "words" that comforted Lu Zhengfei.
Normally, Lu Zhengfei could easily make Chen Qianqing's body respond to him, but today... Lu Zhengfei miscalculated.
Chen Qianqing not only didn't respond, but also had a helpless expression on his face. No matter what Lu Zhengfei tried, he simply couldn't get aroused.
Chen Qianqing knew what Lu Zhengfei was thinking. The person on top of him had good skills, but faced with this face, he just couldn't get it up.
"Do you hate me that much?" Lu Zhengfei suddenly stopped all his movements and asked in a hoarse voice.
Chen Qianqing didn't know what to say, so he remained silent.
"Chen Qianqing, do you hate me that much?" Lu Zhengfei asked again. "Is that it?"
Thinking that the original owner would probably say yes in this situation, after a long silence, Chen Qianqing lightly said, "Hmm."
Liu Zhengfei remained silent and motionless, hanging his head and looking at the expressionless person beneath him with a sorrowful gaze.
Chen Qianqing initially thought that everything had come to an end, well aware of the extent of the blow Liu Zhengfei had received.
However, in the next moment, Liu Zhengfei did something that shocked Chen Qianqing to the core. He directly pulled down Chen Qianqing's pants and, just when Chen Qianqing thought he was about to force himself upon him, he took a bite of a certain part that had been unresponsive all along.
Chen Qianqing was completely dumbfounded and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Liu Zhengfei was diligently oscillating, causing Chen Qianqing to involuntarily grab his hair and say, "Liu Zhengfei, don't do this."
Liu Zhengfei remained silent and relentless in his actions.
Seeing this scene, Chen Qianqing felt his heart turn cold. In the face of certain emotions, the word "humble" had become the norm for him - yes, the current Chen Qianqing was not worthy of mentioning the word "love" at all.
Liu Zhengfei tried hard for a long time, but in the end, there was still no response from Chen Qianqing's body.
No matter how much effort Liu Zhengfei put in, all he saw was a person with a stiff expression. Chen Qianqing had given up resisting, but his indifference was the best resistance against Liu Zhengfei.
For some reason, seeing Chen Qianqing in this state, Liu Zhengfei felt an indescribable sense of despair.
Words can be false, but the body is honest. Liu Zhengfei could now confirm that Chen Qianqing truly hated him, and that hatred had seeped into his bones.