Stupid Dog

After Zhou Min was pushed back, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't cry anymore.

Why couldn't she hold back just now? She secretly regretted it in her heart.

Unlike previous times when she had to heal her wounds alone after being beaten, this was the first time someone had applied medicine to her so patiently.

And this person is Zhou Qiting, the Zhou Qiting she has been thinking about all the time.

But why did it have to be Zhou Qiting? She was the one who she least wanted to get her hands stained with blood.

Zhou Min didn't know how much of his tears were caused by this tenderness and how much by his guilt.

But now he couldn't cry anymore, and he couldn't lift his head even if he wanted to. Zhou Min could only muffle his words and say, "I won't cry anymore."

"Don't cry and don't look up." Zhou Qiting's tone was unhappy, but the hand that was holding Zhou Min's head loosened a little, leaving a little gap under his hand, and the raised hair seemed to scratch his palm.

In order to relieve the itch, she reluctantly bent her knuckles and gently stroked Zhou Min's fur.

Seeing that the area of ​​her pants that was soaked was still expanding, she reluctantly stopped what she was doing and asked her questions to the person who had just said that he would not cry anymore.

"Zhou Min, do you know that what you say is inconsistent with your actions?"

Zhou Min understood that Zhou Qiting's words were not just referring to the present, but once the lie was exposed, no amount of explanation would seem futile.

She desperately held onto her heart, which was beating violently for Zhou Qiting, hidden deep within the rags, and answered evasively, "I don't want to cry either."

"It's just that when you applied the medicine on me, it reminded me of someone and some things in the past."

The sincere tone and the to-the-point words did not reveal more about the past, but were enough to make those who were interested think of many things.

Sure enough, Zhou Qiting immediately became dissatisfied. He hooked his fingertips on the buckle of the collar at the back of her neck and applied a little force, making her look up at him.

"Who do you think of?"

"Or, have you ever been someone's dog?" Zhou Qiting observed her feigned composure and asked a series of questions, "Is that how you got those scars you avoid talking about?"

Zhou Min didn't say anything, but added fuel to Zhou Qiting's anger with his nonchalant smile.

Zhou Qiting remembered the first time she touched Zhou Min's head, she subconsciously lowered her head. Now she finally understood that it was because she had been treated like this by others before, and it had become a habit.

No wonder she likes the feeling of pain. It turns out that she was once a dog that was beaten and scolded by everyone.

Thoughts and emotions were intertwined into a dense ball, blocking his heart and throat. It was difficult to dispel and express them for a while. Zhou Qiting looked at Zhou Min with an increasingly cold gaze.

Her eyelashes were still filled with tears, drooping and slightly obscuring her vision. Zhou Min looked at Zhou Qiting quietly, making sure that the murderous intent in her eyes was not fake.

Was he angry at himself because she was thinking of someone else? Or was he angry at himself because he might have been someone else's dog?

"Yes, I have traces of her all over my body." Zhou Min avoided the first question, tilted his head in distress, and continued honestly, "She seems to still live in my mind."

Zhou Qiting didn't hear the answer to the question she cared about most, so she asked again, "Who is that person?"

Who is the person who scarred you and broke your spirit?

I thought she would vent her anger on me, but unexpectedly she directed the blame directly at the person I mentioned.

The tears that had just stopped were about to burst out again. Zhou Min held back his tears, but his smile was meaningful. He stated the facts in a calm tone as if he was talking about something insignificant.

"I killed that man."

Zhou Min turned his right wrist and continued amid the crackling of his shackles: "I stabbed the dagger into her heart with my own hands."

Zhou Yiting thought of the bleeding heart tattoo on her wrist, and her brows furrowed slightly in thought.

Zhou Min thought she was disgusted with him. Although it was within his expectations, he still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He whispered, "Are biting dogs scary?"

Zhou Yiting caught Zhou Min's subtle emotional changes, and her fingertips, which were resting on the collar buckle, moved down and gently stroked up and down the spine of her shoulders and neck.

Zhou Min's attention instantly followed the movement of his fingertips.

Seeing Zhou Min becoming increasingly uneasy, Zhou Qiting finally spoke up: "Why wait until you've been injured so much before taking action?"

It's clearly a stupid dog that can't protect itself.

Zhou Min was stunned when he heard this unexpected question. He recalled the day when Zhou Qiting witnessed him beating someone. The first thing Zhou Qiting asked him was, "Does your hand hurt?"

How could there be such a person who could care about her as if nothing had happened after knowing about his atrocities?

Zhou Min felt a warmth in his heart, and his defenses seemed to melt away. The love he had hidden deep inside him for Zhou Qiting wanted to rush out in a hurry, wanting to be received completely by the person he was thinking of.

She was dizzy from the sudden impulse and began to speak without thinking in a panic: "Because I am such a bitch, I just like being treated like this."

Zhou Qiting was unusually calm and asked, "If you like her, why would you kill her?"

Too much talk will lead to mistakes. In order to avoid being misled by Zhou Qiting again, Zhou Min, who had calmed down a little, simply pursed his lips and remained silent.

Seeing Zhou Min remained silent, Zhou Qiting pinched her cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth. He rubbed the tips of her teeth between her slightly open lips with his fingertips and whispered, "Will you bite me too?"

Thinking of Zhou Min's kidnapping of her some time ago, she smiled self-deprecatingly and asked, "Or, will you bite me to death too?"

Zhou Min heard another question hidden in Zhou Qiting's question, and knew that he had no way to give a true answer.

Zhou Yiting's finger stayed between his upper and lower teeth, and he would inevitably bite it when he spoke. Zhou Min did not make a sound, but just gently held the fingertip, neither biting it nor letting go.

The soft lips covered the fingertips as the teeth closed, transmitting the burning heat.

Not only the lips, but also the gaze looking up was incredibly hot.

Zhou Yiting withdrew his hand, but did not avoid the suddenly fanatical gaze. He decided to calmly accept all the answers he might hear next... or the wild words.

"Isn't it a promise that a dog will never leave its master?"

Zhou Min paused for a moment before blurting out his presumptuous words: "Not only do I want to bite your throat off, I also want to eat you in one bite... That way, we'll never leave each other."

It was a bit unexpected. Zhou Qiting raised his eyebrows and asked in confirmation, "Are you serious?"

What Zhou Min said was indeed what she had thought about before, but at that time she still harbored a strong hatred for Zhou Qiting and only wanted to die with him.

An expired truth is still the truth. Zhou Min replied calmly, "Of course I'm serious."

Zhou Qiting looked at the man in front of her, whose tears were still wet but who was still saying dirty words to anger her, and narrowed her eyes: "Then I can give you a chance..."

After hearing these words, Zhou Min suddenly felt something was wrong, and Zhou Qiting's next words made her feel like she was facing a formidable enemy.

"However, you only have one chance. If you fail to kill me, you will have to bear the consequences of deliberately provoking me just now."

After saying that, Zhou Yiting took out the key and unlocked the shackles behind her.

His arms had been in the same position for a long time, and his muscles had become somewhat stiff. After the restraints were loosened, Zhou Min did not dare to make any large movements, for fear of disturbing Zhou Qiting who was sending messages on her mobile phone.

She secretly put her open shirt back on, buttoned it up, and then turned her sore wrists inconspicuously, while anxiously thinking about what the "consequences" Zhou Yiting mentioned were.

Zhou Min could no longer kill Zhou Qiting, so naturally he did not think deeply about what she meant by "opportunity".

Who would have thought that the so-called "opportunity" would be the next focus.

After about a few minutes, Zhou Yiting withdrew his gaze from the phone screen and fell on Zhou Min's forehead, which was covered with a thin layer of sweat due to nervousness, and chuckled.

She stood up from the sofa, raised her chin, and motioned Zhou Min to stand up as well.

Without waiting for Zhou Min to stand still, Zhou Qiting hooked his index finger around the collar around her neck and asked her to follow him out of the study.

"Come on, let me see how you're going to bite my throat and how you're going to...eat me in one bite."