Chapter 41: A Crazy Escape

Upon hearing this, Shen Ci Nian looked over with an inquiring gaze: his shoulders were trembling slightly, his fierce eyes unconsciously revealed vigilance and worry, his fingers were clenching the quilt tightly, except for his head, even his neck was covered tightly.

This is what Fang Ke meant: not afraid.

He stopped trying to coax Fang Ke in a gentle manner. He walked over, pulled him out of the quilt without saying a word, carried him to the bed, and pressed him down.

Fang Ke struggled, but to no avail. Shen Qinian simply held down both of his hands with one hand and pulled down his pajamas.

"Year-end..."

"Hmm? I'm listening." Shen Cinian stopped with his right hand which was about to stab, and tilted his ear to listen.

Judging from the tone, the puppy seems to want to beg for mercy.

Shen Ci Nian approached with interest, Fang Ke slowly turned his head, aimed at his ear, and pursed his lips for a long time.

Shen Cinian was very patient and waited for him to speak.

"Your mother!"

His eyes froze for a moment, and Shen Ci Nian straightened up with an expressionless face, "This is the second time. Thank you for your concern. I am an orphan."

Fang Ke's angry expression froze on his face. The next moment, he looked a little helpless. The next moment, he pursed his lips into a thin line, forcibly suppressing the sudden guilt.

But his gradually relaxing body betrayed him.

He stopped struggling. Even though Shen Cinian had already inserted the needle into his left buttock, he didn't move much, just trembled pitifully.

It’s just an injection, why are you so afraid? A doubt flashed through Shen Cinian’s mind.

He remembered the last time Fang Ke went straight home after getting off the highway.

Fang Ke seemed very reluctant to go to the hospital.

After Shen Cinian gave Fang Ke a fever-reducing injection, he picked up the man who was lying like a dead fish and patted his back to comfort him.

"Okay, okay, it's over. Little Fang Ke is the bravest kid. Why is he still afraid of injections?"

Fang Ke sat astride Shen Cinian's legs, put his hands behind his back and pulled up his pants.

His voice was low and not very confident: "Go to hell."

Shen Ci patted his back, like coaxing a child: "If you are afraid of injections, then don't make yourself sick, okay?"

"Don't make me angry," Shen Chenian looked at the things on the bedside table, "Don't make me fight you, what do you say?"

"Whatever you want to do," Fang Ke turned his head to the other side, not looking at the thing, "Who cares about you?"

Shen Ci Nian didn’t care about his tone, coaxed him for a while longer, and tucked him into the quilt.

"You should get more rest," Shen Cinian said softly, "If you want breakfast, press the bedside bell and Sister Mi will bring it to you. Today is Monday and I have classes."

"I, will go with you..."

"Why are you still in such a hurry? Just go to sleep at home. Aren't you tired after just coming back? I'm sick. I'll be back in the evening."

Shen Cinian went downstairs, and soon the sound of a door closing was heard.

Fang Ke curled up in the quilt.

He covered his head with the quilt. It was very stuffy, perhaps because the heat was too strong, and he had difficulty breathing.

So what? Just keep it in the dark.

The pajamas on his body seemed to still retain Shen Cinian's body temperature. The muscles on both sides of his buttocks were sore. He hated injections and frowned for a moment.

He didn't notice that Shen Cinian went to school without breakfast in the morning in order to take care of him.

He also didn't notice that Shen Cinian was not actually angry, but he was sick, so Shen Cinian still chose to coax him.

Shen Cinian was taking care of him, but he didn't notice it at all.

My mind is full of messy thoughts and fragments of memories that flash by.

One moment it was Shen Cinian's rejection of him.

Then Shuyi placed his hand affectionately on Shen Cinian's back.

Shen Ci Nian is much older than him, and maybe there is even more than just this old relationship between them.

What about him? He is a novice. How can he play against Shen Qinian, a seasoned lover?

Suddenly there was a commotion downstairs. First there was a knock on the door, and then there was Xiao Tang's voice: "Who allowed you to come?"

"Hi~," the man said, wearing a sun hat and glasses, carrying a suitcase. "Old friend, surprise!"

Xiao Tang blocked the door: "Let's not talk about friendship. The master doesn't allow him to have guests when he is not at home."

Sister Mi came out with a spatula and looked at the man at the door. "The young master is sick, and the master said he should have a good rest. Are you here to cause trouble?"

"Oh, I've been spotted." Shu Yi lowered his sunglasses a little and placed them on his nose, revealing a pair of playful eyes. "I came here to find some material for my creation. Why do you dislike me so much?"

Sister Mi put her hands on her hips and said, "I won't let you in anyway."

"Okay~" Shuyi stepped back a little.

Just as the two ghosts in the room breathed a sigh of relief, they heard Shu Yi's loud voice: "Hey! The mistress on the second floor! The wife is here!"

"You!" Sister Mi was furious and hit Shu Yi with a spatula, "The young master has a fever!!!"

Fang Ke suddenly got up, barefoot and wearing only thin pajamas, and went downstairs directly.

He saw the person who was stopped at the door at a glance.

No, that's an abyss-level monster.

The driver and cook who knew Chen Cinian's address, claimed to be the principal wife, and seemed to be very familiar with Chen Cinian.

Fang Ke came to a conclusion: Shuyi had lived here for a long time.

Still dragging a suitcase.

It turns out that Shen Ci Nian really...

Then what is he.

"I'm not a mistress," Fang Ke said in a cold tone, "I have no relationship with him, and I don't intend to have any relationship."

"I'm leaving."

As soon as Fang Ke stepped out of the villa, the collar around his neck started beeping as an alarm.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Shuyi crossed her arms and looked at him, "Hey, don't go. I don't mind having another little pet at home."

Fang Ke ignored them and didn't hear Xiao Tang and Sister Mi's attempts to stop him. He just walked out barefoot on the snow.

"Hey, you guys saw it, I didn't drive him away," Shuyi said, spreading his hands. "Oh, I'd better run away. I don't think the Lord God will beat me when he comes back."

The Dream Eater raised his spatula and said, "Do you still need me, sir? I'm going to beat you up right now, you bastard!"

"Hey, Meng girl, there's still food on your spatula! Don't dirty my custom-made suit! I'm leaving, I'm leaving, okay?"

Shuyi put on his sunglasses and left with a look of wanting a beating on his face.

He was in a good mood: "Oh, dear Lord, I didn't do anything bad."

…

The snow was still falling, I forgot to take my cell phone, I had no cash, nothing.

His thin figure was getting farther and farther away. Xiao Tang drove to find him along the way. He hid in an alley and passed by Xiao Tang's car.

The collar is still dripping and continuously discharging a low current.

Soon, very soon, the security services would notice his escape and block the path to capture him.

So what? I have the ability to detonate his heart and to shatter his soul.

Without the key, Fang Ke couldn’t go home, so he went to the pub.

He hid all the way until it was completely dark and then he entered the tavern.

Ding Dong——

A copper bell rang above his head, and everyone in the store looked over.

His eyes first fell on Fang Ke's neck, the collar that was dripping non-stop.

The man sitting behind the bar, who was mixing his vitamins, was stunned and frowned, "Fang Ke, what happened to you? You made it like this?"

"Su Nan," Fang Ke suddenly looked up, "Take me away."

He always knew that Su Nan was interested in him. When he first came to Tang County, Su Nan helped him with many things.

He wanted to play a weird game, and it was Su Nan who got him a stowaway number.

Su Nan put down the cocktail shaker, his expression changed drastically, "What's going on? Come down and tell me."

Su Nan took off his coat, put it on Fang Ke's shoulders, and then took him down to the cellar.

Across the hall, there is a row of private rooms at the back.

Su Nan entered his own room and asked Fang Ke to sit on the sofa. He pulled a stool over and asked with concern: "What are you going to do? I won't ask you what exactly happened. Do you need me to arrange for you to go abroad to hide?"

"No, your collar..." Su Nan's expression tightened, and he suddenly remembered the vote some time ago. He voted against it, but it was of no avail and could not change anything.

"Don't be afraid, I'll find a way." Su Nan didn't really have any good ideas, but he still tried his best to calm Fang Ke down. "Now we can only ask Patriarch Fang or Patriarch Wang to come out, maybe..."

"No." Fang Ke shook his head.

"Then I can only go find someone from Shen's. I know the senior management of their group, but I don't know if I can get a word in with the vice president..."

Su Nan wanted to hug the person in front of him whom he had liked for a long time, but in the end he just patted Fang Ke's shoulder with restraint, "We'll talk about the specifics on the way. We have to leave before the city is closed. My car's gas is low, so there's nothing I can do. I can only take it one step at a time. Let's go, let's go now."

Su Nan held Fang Ke's hand and pulled him into his car. Fang Ke did not sit in the passenger seat, but got into the back seat.

Su Nan looked at him in the rearview mirror and started the car.

"After this time," Su Nan suppressed the lust in his eyes, "Can you mix me a cup of vitamin C? You always get impatient when you only mix half of it, but this time..."

"Um."

"Okay, then I'll take it seriously," Su Nan stepped on the accelerator, rushed through the roadblock, and then sped towards the highway.

The huge recoil made Fang Ke's dizzy head shake violently, and his head hurt severely, but he didn't say anything.

In fact, nothing would happen if he just swallowed his anger and didn't leave the villa.

But he couldn't keep silent.

The wife is back, why is he still hanging around?

He couldn't bear to be in the same room with weirdness.

He couldn't stand it, not at all.

Blue and red lights reflected in the rearview mirror, and the police car caught up.

Su Nan made up his mind and ran a red light. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, then drove in an S-shape at a very fast speed, drifting past the car in front.

"Hold on tight," Su Nan said, seeing the police car blocking the road ahead, and turned the steering wheel towards the green belt on the side. "We'll cross over on the sidewalk."

The car crossed the green belt at an incredible angle, and the pedestrians were frightened and quickly dodged. Su Nan's adrenaline had reached its peak.

The dripping sound from Fang Ke's collar became more and more rapid, and the current became higher and higher. When it reached the critical point where he was about to be unable to bear it, the current was suddenly cut off.

…

On the podium of Class 14, Shen Cinian pressed the stop button on the remote control and then picked up the coat on the back of the chair.

"Study on your own in the evening," he said, and then he walked down from the podium.