Mr Pei's Little Pity Is Too Good

HE CAN'T TRUST ANYONE

　　Lin Suici blinked slowly, and then sat on the bay window. He curled up, hugging his knees and looking sideways at the night scene outside the window.

　　The city outside is brightly lit, full of traffic, row upon row of high-rise buildings, lively and prosperous.

　　Lin Suici looked out of the window in a trance, the lights were reflected in his calm eyes that were like stagnant water, and they were beautiful.

　　He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes blocked the light outside, and his eyes returned to silence.

　　The city was so big, but he didn't know where to go, there was no place for him.

　　Lin Suici has been in a daze for the past few days, often not knowing whether he is asleep or awake.

　　Sometimes when he opens my eyes, he doesn't even know where he is.

　　He couldn't lift his spirits, he didn't want to do anything, and his mind was full of negativity.

　　He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't control himself.

　　Lin Suici was frightened and terrified. He seemed to have fallen into the endless night, hesitatingly stood there, not knowing where to go, and could not see the future.

　　He couldn't believe anyone either.

　　As for the man who helped him, Lin Suici didn't believe it, even a little bit conflicted.

　　He heard others calling the man Pei Ye, his tone was very respectful, and he thought he was a very distinguished person.

　　The man has come here several times in the past few days, but he is pretending to be asleep every time, perhaps because of the indifference that the other party exudes, which makes him feel uneasy about the unknown.

　　Lin Suici only looked at the man a few times, but the face of the other party was deeply imprinted in his mind, it was a very beautiful face.

　　Handsome, mature, with a bit of aggression, people dare not look directly at his indifferent and calm eyes.

　　It was a face that was hard to forget after seeing it. Lin Suici didn't know this man.

　　But it was this strange man surnamed Pei who rescued him in the rainy night, sent him to the hospital for treatment, and came to see him every day.

　　Lin Suici was uneasy. Although the man had no intention of hurting him, he didn't know why the man wanted to help him, a stranger. The other party was obviously not the kind-hearted person.

　　Maybe something else?

　　But now he has nothing, and he is still an illegitimate child who is rejected by everyone who has been kicked out of the house. What can he gain?

　　Perhaps, like most people who deliberately approach him, for his face and body.

　　The young man raised his eyes and looked at the vast night outside the window. The corners of his dry and pale mouth twitched slightly, revealing an inconspicuous arc.

　　Then he slowly closed his eyes, and a thin layer of eyelids blocked the heavy tiredness and despair in his eyes.

　　He was tired and he didn't want to think so much.

　　The next morning, the morning light was dim.

　　It was still early. On the bench in the corridor outside the ward, the bodyguard who had been there all night was still dozing off. He didn't open his eyes until the sound of footsteps sounded in his ears. After seeing the person coming, he immediately stood up.

　　He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, then smiled embarrassedly at the man, "Master Pei, why are you here so early today?"

　　Pei Chuan didn't answer, he glanced at the other person coldly, and ordered: "You first Go back and rest."

　　"Yes."

　　In case of any accident, there are bodyguards taking turns guarding outside the ward these days.

　　Pei Chuan held the door handle and opened the door lightly.

　　He was still standing at the door, and he saw the people inside at a glance. The other party was not sleeping on the hospital bed like a few days ago.

　　The young man was sitting on the bay window next to him, curled up into a ball and wrapped his arms around his knees.

　　His head was resting on his arm, revealing half of his face, his bangs were slightly messy and his eyes were closed.

　　The curtains were not closed, and the warm morning sun swayed in through the spotless window glass.

　　The breeze blew the curtains, and the sunlight left mottled light and shadow on the young man, and the dense long black eyelashes set off the pale skin.