Chapter 4 — The Sick Love Trap

At that time, he didn't say anything, just waited for me to return home, then sent a text message: 【Come here.】 The meaning was obvious, I had to stand up, pack up and go out. Actually, I still don't understand one thing: Why is Pho Tuan still not bored? Been making toys for him for so long — from the age of twelve, to now he's nineteen, almost seven years. But before I could think too much, I had to face reality. After pressing the doorbell, he suddenly pulled me inside, pressed me tightly against the door and kissed me. His actions were brutal, without any gentleness, I just felt all the air in my lungs being robbed by him. I suffocated, tried to push his chest, but he tightened his hold, trapping me in his arms, kissing deeper, not letting me escape. Not knowing what he was crazy about, I directly bit his lip. The smell of blood filled his mouth, he finally let go. I was exhausted and sat down on the ground, panting. He stood high and looked down, his eyes as cold as ice, not containing any desire at all, as if he simply wanted to punish me. "Why?" I asked. He took a sip of water and calmly replied: "Not happy." He didn't say clearly what he was unhappy about, but I immediately guessed - he was angry because I refused to believe him. But with people like him, I can't believe it. I can only try to keep him away from my mother. "To do or not to do?" I asked impatiently. Calling me here, isn't it just for that? He didn't beat around the bush and directly carried me into the bedroom. 7:00 a.m., I woke up on time. Today is the first day I went to the Deputy Chief Corporation to report, I didn't intend to be late. Deputy Tuan arranged me to be the Deputy Chief, obviously for convenience in supervision. After entering college, he moved out. He's grown up and doesn't need me to worry much, so in addition to taking care of him, I also work a light job. Maybe I really do have a “gay attraction system.” The third day at work, someone was keeping an eye on me, but I didn't know it. Just when Pho Tuan came to look, he saw someone confessing their love to me. He was so angry that he rushed into a fight on the spot. I was afraid of a murder, so I quickly pulled him away. That day his face was gloomy, as if someone had stolen his wife. I know his possessiveness is extremely strong. To keep him from implicating innocent people, from that day on I stopped working outside the home and only focused on being with him. Maybe that's why he felt secure in allowing me to work in the Deputy's office, keeping it right before his eyes. After work, I received a text message from him: 【School, come pick me up.】 I drove to the school gate. He was holding a basketball and walked out with his friends. Seeing my car, just about to go this way, a girl stopped me. This is not strange. Pho Tuan is handsome, knows how to hide his temper, has excellent achievements, and of course there are many people who like him. So I didn't rush to get off the bus. Pho Tuan raised his eyes and looked at me from afar. Our eyes met for ten seconds. Finally, he lowered his eyes, smiled politely, and politely refused the girl. Sitting in the car, he said nothing. Just looked at me silently for a long time, then turned away. Didn't even tell me to stay. This was the first time, the next day there was no class, he didn't force me to sleep over. After that, for more than ten consecutive days, he stopped looking for me. Looking at the empty message row, I guess he must be bored. How strange. It should have been a happy thing, but why do I feel so empty and depressed inside? Could it be... because I'm used to it? One night, I had just climbed into bed and was about to open a game when my phone rang. His voice rang out, just a few words: "Kim Hang Hotel, room 503." After he finished speaking, he hung up. When I arrived, I happened to see a young man with a delicate face sitting next to Pho Tuan, holding a glass of wine and giving it to me.

to his lips. He drank it leisurely, his expression calm. Seeing me walk in, Pho Tuan just indifferently glanced at the empty chair on the right, signaling me to sit down there. His friends didn't know the real relationship between me and Pho Tuan, they just thought I was the butler, so without any fuss, they immediately gave me their seat. The other boy's hand was restless and placed on Pho Tuan's thigh. He didn't brush it off, he even put his hand on his face, raised his eyebrows, and smiled ambiguously. Someone spoke up: "Pho, do you need us to prepare a room for you two?" Pho Tuan didn't answer, just tilted his head and looked at me, as if waiting for something. I felt a little annoyed inside, but on the outside I remained calm, sitting still, not responding to his eyes. A few of my friends thought he was afraid that I would tell him, so they smiled and gave me a glass of wine: "Mr. Hua won't tell on you, right?" I always knew how to save face, so I took it and smiled and replied: "Of course not." Before the wine could touch his lips, Pho Tuan suddenly stood up and kicked the wine table in front. Expensive foreign wine shattered, glass pieces flying everywhere. The whole group was bewildered and stood up frantically. His chest heaved violently, roaring: "Everyone get out!" The atmosphere was strange, everyone realized something was wrong and immediately left. I also stood up to leave, but Pho Tuan stepped forward and strongly pressed my shoulders, not letting me leave. The usual leisurely look disappeared, replaced by bloodshot eyes, as if they were about to crack. "Hua Te, why aren't you jealous?!"