Chapter 62 Li Xin Loses Control. Su Jinmu's wrists are handcuffed, and she is with Li Xin...

Li Xin pressed his fingertips into Su Jinmu's lips, pinning Su Jinmu against the wall. Her hands were twisted behind her back, and the lower half of her face was covered by his palms, leaving her unable to move and squeezed against the wall.

Li Xin laughed, wildly, her fingertips digging into her lips, rubbing against his teeth.

She bit his earlobe, her body icy cold and terrifying. "Young Master, bite again, bite a little more."

Su Jinmu: "..."

"Hmm..."

Su Jinmu frowned, unable to utter a sound, and pressed the tip of her tongue against the fingertip.

The soft, moist tongue brushed against his fingertips, warm and slippery, making the nerves in Li Xin's fingertips throb wildly with excitement.

Young master, his young master.

"Hmm..."

Su Jinmu pressed the tip of her finger against her jaw and felt her breathing become easier.

But his chest heaved violently, and he managed to utter a sound, which was somewhat cold.

"What are you doing?"

Li Xin laughed, staring at Su Jinmu's nape, then licked her earlobe and gave her an intimate kiss, his voice wild and strange.

"Young Master, huh?"

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu's head was spinning; to be precise, she was still a little dazed.

What's Li Xin doing here?

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” His voice was clear and crisp.

"Admit your mistake?"

"Hahaha, hahahahaha."

Behind him, Li Xin chuckled softly, his body trembling as he laughed incessantly. Then his voice deepened, muffled, pitiful yet insane.

"Young Master doesn't want me anymore."

"Young Master wants to abandon me, he doesn't want me anymore."

Su Jinmu: "..."

"...Hmm."

Su Jinmu's hands, which were clasped behind her back, tightened suddenly, and she was abruptly turned around. Li Xin's eyes were dark and brooding as he pulled her into his arms, lifted her up with one hand, and skillfully opened the hidden door on the first floor leading to the interior.

Judging from his movements, he was almost more familiar with the room's layout than Su Jinmu.

It's as if we've been there countless times.

Su Jinmu: "..."

You son of a bitch.

Li Xin hugged him tightly, went to the bedside in the room, pushed him down hard, pressed his whole body against him, and licked his lips repeatedly with a smirk on his scarlet lips.

Su Jinmu felt ticklish from his licking and turned her head to dodge. Li Xin seemed to be suddenly stimulated by his slight movement, and the darkness and possessiveness in his eyes surged, becoming fierce and cold.

"Young Master, Young Master."

Li Xin's lips turned down, pitifully pouting, but her eyes burned with intensity as she stared intently at him, looking both strange and frightening. "I miss Young Master so much. Does Young Master miss me?"

Su Jinmu glanced at him and pursed her lips.

Li Xin laughed again, nudging him with his own words, "Young Master definitely doesn't miss me. He runs away as soon as he sees me, how could he miss me?"

As Li Xin spoke, his ferocity spread, and in a frenzy, he grabbed Su Jinmu's wrist, pulled something out of nowhere, and with a crisp sound, directly burned Su Jinmu's hand against the headboard.

The metal handcuffs gleamed, padded with thick cotton cloth, the stitches ugly, looking like they were sewn by hand.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "?!?!"

Su Jinmu's head throbbed twice, and before she could even react, one hand was handcuffed. She pursed her lips, her voice deepening, "Li Xin!"

"ha."

"Didn't the young master say I made a mistake? If you made a mistake, how would you know my name?"

Li Xin smiled, his scarlet lips curving upwards, his eyes dark and filled with terrifying desire.

"Liar, lying."

She said she wouldn't leave, but she still left; she said she'd stay with him, but she still left.

It's all a lie!

"I will never believe a single word again." Li Xin's voice was very soft, and he smiled eerily, like a ghost in the dead of night, sticky and chilling.

Su Jinmu: "..."

"...Hmm."

Li Xin pressed down, following the collar, his fingertips unbuttoning the buttons, his icy fingertips pressing against the nape of her neck, his scarlet lips pressing against her collarbone, biting hard, nibbling and licking.

The finger bones slid across the skin of the throat.

Su Jinmu's body was tense.

The air was slightly cool. Li Xin pressed him down and trapped him. A red thing hanging from his neck dangled down, landing coldly on his chest, sending a shiver down his spine.

Su Jinmu's gaze was drawn to the strange, bright red pendant in front of her, and she followed it with her eyes.

"Hmm."

Su Jinmu groaned unexpectedly, her brows furrowing slightly.

Li Xin was breathing rapidly, laughing maniacally, his desire chilling, filled with greed and possessiveness.

"A year has passed, a year has gone by."

"398 days."

"Young Master." Li Xin nuzzled his neck, rubbing his lips against it and biting it, chuckling softly, "I've gone mad."

"Isn't the young master able to foresee the future?"

Li Xin smiled, his pale skin and dark eyebrows giving him a ghostly look as he kissed him, "Did you foresee this day?"

Su Jinmu was startled, her nerves jolted as if electrocuted, and her fingertips tensed.

Li Xin... what are you saying?!

Did he find out?

Li Xin noticed his tension, smiled, and licked his lips, whether to soothe or to be violent, she rubbed against him, her voice was slow, gentle and obedient.

"The young master is nervous; it seems he didn't anticipate this."

"ha."

Li Xin smiled sweetly, snuggling close to him affectionately, her pupils dark, "It's alright, then I'll tell the young master and help him foresee the future."

"Young Master is going to be fucked to death by me today, hahaha, hahahaha."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Li Xin laughed for a while, then started talking to himself again, his eyes fierce and chilling. He pressed his hand against the artery in the young master's neck and shook his head, "No, don't die, don't let the young master die."

"Go ahead and cry, just cry it out."

"Don't let the young master die."

Li Xin was very strong, licking and biting incessantly. Su Jinmu's neck felt hot, and she pursed her lips, staring at the crazed Li Xin, just about to say something.

"...Hmm."

His voice was hoarse and stuck in his throat. Li Xin licked his throat bone, kissed and bit his earlobe, and kept laughing.

"Young Master, Young Master."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Su Jinmu frowned, listening to Li Xin's laughter, wanting to curse. Her rosy lips tightened, and she struggled to break free of the hand that was holding her down.

His lips had barely parted, and before he could utter a word, a large tear suddenly slammed onto his face.

Li Xin's pupils were red and soaked with water.

Tears slid down her lips and into her mouth.

It's very salty and very bitter.

Su Jinmu was stunned for a few seconds.

For a moment, I forgot what I was going to say.

As Li Xin said he would make him cry, tears streamed down his own face, turning his eyes incredibly red, yet he still smiled, a chilling and savage smile, holding onto him tightly.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

That's insane.

Li Xin has gone mad.

She cried and made a scene.

Li Xin had already done all the reactions, so Su Jinmu didn't know what expression to make.

I was stunned.

Li Xin noticed that he was distracted and looked displeased. She bit his lip hard, her desire for control growing more and more ferocious.

"Hmm."

Su Jinmu's body was tense, but surprisingly not too stiff.

"..."

All the previous anomalies now have a reason.

I don’t know how many times Li Xin came while he was sleeping.

Su Jinmu was constantly being dragged into the vortex, her consciousness becoming hazy, until it finally subsided.

His breathing was scattered as he watched Li Xin bite the mosquito bites on his body, making them even redder and tingling.

...That wasn't a mosquito bite at all.

It was a ghost bite; it left a kiss mark.

Su Jinmu: "..."

No wonder this bump only itches in the morning.

Because Li Xin had just left after finishing his morning massage.

Su Jinmu: "…………"

Su Jinmu was in a bind. One hand was still cuffed, while the other arm was casually draped over her eyes, obscuring her vision. Her fair fingertips bore some bite marks.

Li Xin saw this and was unhappy. He leaned forward, pulled down Li Xin's arm, kissed the inside of Li Xin's wrist, and rubbed against the tender skin.

"Young Master, don't you want to see me?"

Su Jinmu's arm was pulled down, and he opened his eyes. The boy was leaning on him, and the redness around his pupils had not yet faded. He smiled and frantically rubbed his lips against Su Jinmu's.

The bright red pendant on her chest fell down again, its cool sensation stimulating her skin and making her goosebumps stand on end.

"……hiss."

Su Jinmu pursed her lips, grabbed the pendant with her free hand, and pulled it down.

"What is this?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, and his lips were sore, as if they had a cut.

Su Jinmu pinched the red droplet between her fingertips. The outer shell seemed to be transparent, like glass, and was always very cool. Inside, it seemed to be liquid, just a little bit, and it was a deep scarlet red.

I don't know why, but it looks a bit strange.

He was just about to ask that.

"Young Master doesn't know?" Li Xin smirked, his smile eerie and cold. "Yes, Young Master had already left by then."

"It's blood."

He chuckled softly, "Young Master's blood."

Su Jinmu: "?!"

Blood?

Li Xin's eyes were dark and unsettling, staring at Su Jinmu. He bent down and took the drop of blood, along with Su Jinmu's fingertip, into his mouth. He slowly licked it with his scarlet tongue, sucking on it until it was warm.

She chuckled softly.

"It's too cold to put it in the cold storage. The young master's blood should be warm."

Li Xin stared at him, noticed the cut on Su Jinmu's lip, leaned in and licked it again, sucking away a bit of the scarlet blood, and chuckled deeply, "Like this, hot."

"……hiss……!"

Su Jinmu pursed her lips and gave him a meaningful look.

Li Xin's appearance was too sudden.

Although there had been some unusual activity before, he hadn't considered the possibility of Li Xin. When he finally noticed something amiss, he tried to run away, only to be caught red-handed.

Then there's Li Xin's madness.

Su Jinmu had barely sorted out the situation when she looked over deeply, her long eyelashes lifting.

Blood.

His blood.

It was the bag that was delivered a month after the fire.

Wasn't it sent for testing to extract the active ingredients? It's just been hanging around my neck like that... for a year? While I was trying to find him?

Su Jinmu was surprised that Li Xin still clung to him, a man who had been dead for a year.

A year is a long time; he thought Li Xin should have forgotten him long ago and had his own life.

I never expected... to end up like this.

Su Jinmu's eyes darkened slightly, and she pulled the blood droplet down as if trying to yank it off.

Now, what should we do?

Su Jinmu stared at the drop of blood, pinching it between her fingertips and tugging at it almost imperceptibly.

Li Xin's nerves suddenly twitched, a chill ran down his spine as he stared at him.

That kind of contemplation, that thoughtful observation, as if one could make the next crucial decision without even realizing it.

Slightly cold, slightly cool.

It was as if she was pondering how to treat him, how to... get rid of him.

Li Xin trembled twice, then suddenly grabbed his wrist, his knuckles tightening and binding him, his nerves twitching and tearing, a murderous aura spreading.

"Young Master."

He licked his lips, smiled, nuzzled his face, and asked with a strange, sinister look in his eyes, "What are you thinking about?"

"How did you find me?" Su Jinmu looked up.

No, the question should be: how did you know he wasn't dead?

The underground layer has been excavated?

For the first time in a long time, Li Xin met those open, shimmering eyes, gazing at them intently as if he couldn't get enough, his breath quickening.

His hands tightened their grip, his whole body trembled, and his sinful expression deepened, driving him even more insane.

"Why does the young master ask this?"

"Want to know how I find you, then evade you, and run away again, figuring out a way to make myself untraceable?"

Li Xin's eyes were fixed straight ahead, unblinking, almost inhumanly hollow and terrifying, low and strange.

"That's right, the young master wanted to run away. He ran away the moment he saw me."

"You're going to abandon me."

Li Xin's eyes were dark and almost eerie as he stared at him intently, gripping him and restraining him.

It looked like he was laughing, but also like he was going crazy.

Su Jinmu looked at him, her nerves on edge.

Li Xin suddenly moved closer and pressed down on her. Su Jinmu groaned, and before she could recover, her wrist was firmly held down.

The boy leaned close to his neck, smiling wickedly, "Young Master, don't think about it, don't think about it."

Don't even think about getting rid of him.

Su Jinmu pursed her lips, feeling a wet sensation creeping into her neck as she was bitten. Her body tensed up, and she tilted her head back, grabbing his hair and trying to pull him away.

Li Xin remained motionless, biting his collarbone and then his earlobe, his savage and forceful attacks relentlessly covering him.

"Knock knock, knock knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the outer gate of the courtyard.

"Knock knock".

A series of voices called out, "Brother, are you there?"

"elder brother?"

Su Jinmu: "???!"

Ah Chao?

The sound sent Li Xin's already delicate nerves twitching violently.

With a slight tremor of his fingertips, he made a fierce move, biting Su Jinmu and smiling menacingly.

"elder brother?"

"He calls the young master 'brother'."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu watched as Li Xin's aggrieved and resentful aura piled up, his waist was tightly gripped, and the boy almost pressed his face against hers.

"Does the young master like him?"

Su Jinmu: "...No—"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Xin's voice rang out, low and muffled, both crazy and sinister, "The young master draws for him, but not for me."

“But I got it back.” Li Xin smiled faintly.

Su Jinmu: "..."

really.

Su Jinmu's breathing became erratic. As Li Xin held her down, her head felt heavy and her thoughts were muddled.

"Knock knock".

"Brother? Isn't he home?" The knocking was still going on outside.

Li Xin's expression grew even fiercer. He bit Su Jinmu's lip, and Su Jinmu clicked his tongue, barely able to breathe. He grabbed Li Xin's hair and managed to catch his breath.

"Calm down, he's just a kid."

"Child?"

Li Xin nuzzled his hand, tugged at the corner of her mouth, and smiled, "He's an adult now."

Li Xin curled his lips, looking like a demon, both sinister and pitiful, "When the young master played with me, I was the same age as him. When the young master abandoned me, I was the same age as him."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

Li Xin nuzzled against him, a smirk playing on his lips, staring straight at him. "Or is it that the young master prefers girls who have just graduated from high school? I can go back to high school."

Su Jinmu: "..."

That bastard has really gone mad.

"Knock knock".

"elder brother?"

Ah Chao knocked on the door, confused. "Why isn't he home? My brother doesn't usually like to go out."

"elder brother?"

Li Xin smirked, then suddenly unlocked the metal handcuffs on Su Jinmu's wrists, cuffed the other end to his own hand, and picked the person in his arms up in one go.

"...Hmm."

Su Jinmu groaned, her breathing uneven, and she gripped Li Xin's hair between her fingers. "What are you doing?"

Li Xin didn't speak, but carried Su Jinmu to the window and slammed it shut, locking it to block out the sound. He then turned around and pinned Su Jinmu against the window.

"Hmm."

The icy window frame touched her burning body temperature, and Su Jinmu groaned, trembling slightly, her consciousness becoming somewhat blurred.

"Young Master."

Li Xin leaned closer and kissed the corner of his mouth, his reason almost completely gone.

"If you don't like him, please like me instead."

"You like me."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu's fingertips trembled slightly as she looked up.

Li Xin lost control.

.

Li Xin could not control his violent temper and nearly went berserk.

It's impossible to control it at this point.

Su Jinmu let him run wild for the time being.

Ah Chao left outside. It was noon, and the room was still stuffy with heat and filled with traces of desire.

Su Jinmu was exhausted after a whole morning of fussing. Li Xin, in his erratic state, ordered food, fed the young master, then expertly rolled up a thin blanket and carried Su Jinmu outside.

Su Jinmu rested her head on his shoulder, her long eyelashes drooping slightly.

The sun was shining brightly outside, high in the sky, and it felt warm on my skin.

But Su Jinmu was quite hot.

He was too weak to move. "What are you doing now?"

"Young Master, huh?" Li Xin chuckled lightly, seemingly excited. "In the past, whenever the young master was in a high mood and played with me frequently, nothing good ever came of it."

"I don't want this." Li Xin nuzzled his cheek.

"I want the young master to play with me, to play with me a lot, and for nothing bad to happen."

Li Xin smiled strangely and nuzzled him, "Let's do it, keep doing it, and not go out. Nothing bad will happen. Let's break this rule, okay?"

Su Jinmu leaned on Li Xin's shoulder: "..."

Li Xin pressed his face against his, reached out and pinched his chin, tapping it up and down, laughing maniacally with joy, "Great, the young master has agreed."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu was placed on the swing bed by Li Xin. The hinges were flexible and it started to swing. Su Jinmu was wrapped in the quilt and looked up in the sun.

Li Xin smiled, then handcuffed the net basket again and affectionately nibbled on his fingertips.

"Young Master, please wait for me a moment."

Su Jinmu: "??"

Li Xin bit his fingertip, leaving a tooth mark, then turned and quickly went into the house. He then pulled out a bucket of cement from somewhere and added water.

Su Jinmu: "???"

Su Jinmu was quite certain that she had not placed this in the small courtyard house.

When did that bastard sneak in here?!

Li Xin stared at Su Jinmu for a while, making sure the handcuffs were secure and that the person was still in front of him, showing no signs of running away. His scarlet lips curled up.

They quickly prepared the cement and began applying it to the courtyard wall.

Su Jinmu: "???"

He's gone so crazy that he can't even understand himself anymore.

"What are you doing?" Su Jinmu raised her eyebrows, her voice still hoarse.

Li Xin liked it when the young master called him and when the young master talked to him. His smile widened. "There's a crack in the wall. You can see into the courtyard through the crack. I'm afraid someone will copy me."

Su Jinmu: "..."

So he was spying on us before?

Su Jinmu: "…………"

It wasn't too surprising.

Su Jinmu clicked her tongue.

Li Xin quickly pasted the paper on the wall, wanting to get to the young master's side as soon as possible and stay by his side for a moment.

Su Jinmu narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched him go crazy.

The sun was bright. Although it was past the height of summer, it wasn't particularly hot, but the temperature in the south remained high.

The basket on the swing bed was painted white, which could faintly reflect and concentrate light.

When Li Xin turned around, he saw a glimmer of light gathered on Su Jinmu's hand, her slightly pink nails glossy and shiny.

Like a translucent butterfly alighting, fluttering its wings in the intense sunlight.

...the sun, light.

Li Xin's head suddenly buzzed, his fingertips trembled, and he quickly stepped forward.

Su Jinmu closed her eyes, feeling sleepy from the sun, and fell asleep without realizing it.

Li Xin approached step by step, covered his hand to block the sunlight, and stared straight at him.

...

...Young Master?

He tried to shout, but his throat felt constricted, and he couldn't make a sound.

Staring at the person wrapped in a thin blanket on the swing bed.

Quiet, eyes closed, motionless and silent.

Li Xin's movements seemed a little stiff, his whole body was cold, his mind was blank, his eyes were empty, and he could hardly come to his senses.

She raised her hand and pressed it against his neck.

The blood vessels on the side of my neck were throbbing, hot and strong, scalding and slippery.

It's jumping, it's breathing.

It's alive!

Li Xin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. His vision seemed to go black for a few seconds. He nuzzled his head into the young master's neck and gently rubbed against him.

Alive.

It's good that you're alive.

Su Jinmu wasn't sleeping deeply. She woke up when her neck was touched. The cold fingertips pressed against her neck, and the temperature felt almost like that of a living person.

Li Xin nestled in the crook of his neck. Su Jinmu opened his eyes, pursed his lips, stared intently for a few seconds, then closed his eyes again and drifted off to sleep.

.

When Su Jinmu regained consciousness, she was awakened by the tingling and itching sensation on her lips.

It clung wetly to the tip of her lips, occasionally brushing against her teeth.

Su Jinmu opened her eyes. It was almost dark. The courtyard was shrouded in a deep blue, and the light was dim.

A hand is wrapped around my neck, palm pressed tightly against mine, allowing me to feel the vibrant pulse of the veins below.

"Young Master, have you had a good sleep?" Li Xin smiled and kissed his lips. "If you've had a good sleep, let's continue."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu's eyelashes trembled a few times, and she turned her gaze away, seeing a circle of grayish-white things surrounding the swing bed on the ground.

It wasn't very noticeable in the dim light, but Su Jinmu was very familiar with the courtyard, so she noticed it immediately.

Li Xin followed his gaze, her smile widening, her scarlet lips strangely alluring. She bit Su Jinmu's lip, "Young Master, would you like to see this? It's a gift."

“…A gift?” Su Jinmu looked up, a strange feeling creeping into her heart.

Li Xin smiled, his expression sinister like a beautiful ghost, nodded, and pressed his fingertips against the young master's waist, trapping him in his arms.

Pick him up and bring him close to you so he can sit down.

"Hmm..."

Su Jinmu's waist was weak, and she was forced to be completely held in place. The hands on her waist pressed tightly against her soft waist and abdomen through her thin nightgown.

A damp breath came from the back of his neck, filled with excitement. He bit his shoulder, tightening his grip.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a sound.

A spark fell from somewhere, and the gray-white circle was instantly ignited, the flames roaring and engulfing the entire swing bed!

Su Jinmu: "?!!"

"Hahaha."

Li Xin chuckled in horror, biting Su Jinmu's earlobe and nuzzling it affectionately, "Young Master, look, I'm not afraid of fire anymore."

What's so scary about fire? It's the people you see every day who disappear without a trace, becoming invisible and intangible.

"Haha, hahahahaha."

Li Xin laughed maniacally, his head contorted in a madman-like manner.

Su Jinmu paused abruptly.

He remembered that Li Xin was even afraid of small fireworks.

Flames rose, and Li Xin's fingertips unbuttoned the buttons, touching the skin directly to hold the young master tightly in his arms.

Reversed in direction, Su Jinmu let out a muffled groan as she was pressed onto the swing bed. The swing was sensitive and immediately began to sway.

Li Xin held Su Jinmu in his arms, their bodies pressed together furiously against the firelight reflected on the crowded swing, relentlessly invading her, while he chuckled softly.

"Young master, I'm not afraid of fire anymore. Your trick of deliberately setting a fire won't work on me. Don't even think about getting rid of me."

The flickering firelight reflected in his dark eyes, and his smile was manic, as if he were crying.

Su Jinmu's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a slight pause.

Li Xin rubbed his cheek against his, his eyes filled with madness and terrifying desire.

"The fire will burn for ten hours, young master. Let's keep going, keep going."

"Until you cry from fucking."