Chapter 65 Li Xin killed Young Master Su Jinmu, in your premonition...

Li Xin leaned forward, one side of his face bearing the red mark left by Su Jinmu's blow, and brought the other side of his face closer, his eyes filled with burning excitement.

"This way, young master, this way too."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu clicked her tongue and looked at him.

Li Xin chuckled softly. He liked the young master's emotions, which were genuine and heartfelt, setting aside his previous indulgence, patience, and preparation to escape.

He was obsessed.

Li Xin's dark eyes and brows radiated heat as he leaned forward, nuzzling the nape of his neck, his lips curving upwards in a strange, elusive way as he caressed him.

"Young Master's palms are so warm."

"So soft."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "..."

It's pointless to hit him; it's too painful for my hand.

I wonder what crazy thing is up to this time.

Su Jinmu closed his eyes and lay back down, wanting to continue sleeping. Li Xin saw that he lay down and had no intention of making any more moves. He curled his lips, leaned down, and gently rubbed against the young master's ear and neck.

"Young Master."

"Young Master..."

Li Xin glanced at the time, his expression turning sinister and crazed. He smiled and whispered slowly, "It's four in the morning now. Shall we get up at seven, young master?"

Su Jinmu: "…………"

Su Jinmu closed her eyes and ignored him.

Li Xin muttered to himself, "Seven o'clock is too early. The young master wants to eat, so let's make it eight o'clock then."

"But my stomach is bloated right after I ate at eight o'clock... Hmm, it'll be fine after it digests, hahaha, hahaha."

Su Jinmu: "..."

You son of a bitch.

Su Jinmu was completely agitated. He opened his eyes and saw a boy nearby rubbing against his ear.

Su Jinmu raised her hand, grabbed Li Xin's chin, stretched out her arm, and dragged him a little further away. Her eyes were shimmering, and her voice was clear and cold.

"You either go to sleep now, or you roll down onto the ground and lie there."

Li Xin's chin was grabbed by him. Seeing the young master throwing a tantrum, he became even happier. He told Li Xin to behave himself. His scarlet, wet tongue darted out and licked Li Xin's fingertips. Li Xin nodded.

"Um."

Su Jinmu rolled herself up in the blanket, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

Li Xin's lips curled up in a strange and eerie smile. She cautiously approached, pressed herself against his back, wrapped her arms around his waist, and gently rubbed against his neck, making very small movements.

The young master is angry.

Because the method of enduring for a while before running away won't work.

So, real emotions began to emerge.

The heartbeats and emotions that had been detached from the world began to return.

He caught it.

Haha, hahaha.

Li Xin laughed silently, his eyes unfathomable, filled with endless madness. He wrapped his fingers around Li Xin's wrist and gently licked the back of his neck.

It's sweet.

.

We eat breakfast at seven in the morning, and by eight o'clock Li Xin starts clinging to me and getting close.

Originally, the handcuffs were left aside during meals, but ever since Su Jinmu took advantage of the meal to prick Li Xin with an acupuncture needle in preparation for running away.

The handcuffs were not removed from the dinner table.

After dinner, Li Xin leaned close, picked her up, and carried her to the bedside. His face was full of unrestrained smiles, and his scarlet lips were upturned. He said it would start at eight o'clock, and it really did start at eight o'clock.

Su Jinmu: "..."

After several days, Su Jinmu felt that she could finally adapt to the rhythm a little.

Su Jinmu was pushed onto the thin blanket, and the boy pressed his lips against his, speaking softly, "Young Master."

Su Jinmu's lips were tickled by the rubbing, and his breathing became slightly rapid. He tried to sit up, but the boy held his waist, preventing him from struggling.

Su Jinmu glanced at him.

Madness is unavoidable, so be it—

“…I want to be on top.” Su Jinmu covered Li Xin’s lower face and pushed him away.

The provincial governor, Li Xin, could not control himself.

"???"

Li Xin paused for a moment, then licked his wet palm, stared at him, and gave a strange laugh.

"OK."

Su Jinmu's waist was tightly held, and a strong force was applied, instantly reversing their positions so that she was on top.

The boy below grasped his hand and slowly nibbled at his fingertips, leaving a faint pink tooth mark on his fair skin.

"Young master is up there, but you can't abandon me halfway through."

Su Jinmu: "..."

That can't be right.

The curtains were drawn, but the window was slightly ajar, letting in a breeze, which still couldn't alleviate the heat in the room.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu was tired.

His breathing was uneven, his fingertips were almost white, and the back of his nails were bright red.

He parted his lips slightly to catch his breath.

Li Xin stared intently at him, at the young master's rosy lips, so delicate and tender, their color even more intense.

Unparalleled beauty.

"Young Master."

Unable to contain himself, Li Xin sat up and leaned in to nibble at those lips with a fierce, demonic savageness.

"...Hmm."

Su Jinmu groaned, his breathing suffocating. He managed to tilt his chin up slightly, trying to dodge, but Li Xin followed his lips, licking them little by little, smiling.

"Young Master's lips are so hot."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu's back went limp, her eyes darting around, "...I want to sleep."

"No, you promised, you can't leave me alone." Li Xin kissed his chin, his possessiveness astonishing, and chuckled softly as he gripped his wrist. "We'll sleep together tonight."

.

At noon, after lunch, Su Jinmu took a short rest, lying on the swing bed in the yard, basking in the sun and enjoying the breeze.

His back was so weak that he couldn't help but turn to the side, curling up his body, trying to find a comfortable position to curl up in.

It's a pity there are no cushions.

The sunlight was bright, and the net reflected a few dappled rays of light. In the middle, a handsome young man was curled up on his side with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

Yet it seemed as if nothing was happening.

Not even a little bit.

Li Xin took water out of the house and went to the swing. He was caught off guard and saw a figure huddled in the sunlight.

A loud boom went through my head, my nerves were taut, my ears were ringing, and I couldn't see anything else; I was staring blankly at the figure.

...Young Master.

The image of a dark, huddled figure in the greenhouse flooded my memory.

In fact, the young master really liked this curled-up posture, so the custom-made jet-black figure was also in that pose.

Curled up, lying on its side, motionless, without a trace of life.

"Whoosh!"

A sound.

The water fell to the ground, making a dull thud that struck my heart.

Su Jinmu wasn't asleep; she had just closed her eyes to rest. She opened them when she heard a noise.

Before I could make a move, a hand suddenly gripped my ankle and held me tightly.

With a strong downward thrust, he was completely stretched out from his curled-up position.

"Hmm..."

"??"

Caught off guard, Su Jinmu let out a muffled groan, forced to stretch out, and looked up in surprise.

Li Xin came up from the side, the swing bed shook, and he laughed in a horrified and chaotic way, as if he had been stimulated by something.

"Young master, stretch out, stretch out, don't curl up."

Su Jinmu: "???"

"Hmm..."

A cool breath brushed against his neck, and Li Xin pressed his hand down, using surprising strength to forcefully turn him onto his back, holding his arms and legs and stretching them out.

Su Jinmu, like a shrimp that had been poked upright, frowned in confusion, as Li Xin pressed her down firmly, making her lie flat without curling up at all.

Li Xin laughed, a soft, happy laugh, "Don't curl up, don't lie like that."

Su Jinmu: "???"

Su Jinmu glanced at him and pursed her lips, "What's wrong with you?"

Li Xin kept pushing and rubbing, his nose and lips brushing against the crook of Li Xin's neck, close to the skin of the artery, as if confirming, confirming that the person in his arms was soft and alive.

Fair and warm, unlike that pitch-black humanoid figure, stiff and terrifying.

Su Jinmu didn't realize what he was doing. Her brows furrowed slightly. Her already sore back was squeezed uncomfortably, and she couldn't push him away.

Take a deep breath.

That damn thing.

You can't drive him away, and he can't run away even if he wants to.

Crazy all day long.

Li Xin nestled close to his neck, almost touching him, with hardly any space between them.

Su Jinmu lowered her eyes and looked down, feeling a strange sensation in her heart. She pursed her lips, her clear eyes showing no emotion, only a shimmering calm.

"Are you staying here to alleviate your anorexia?"

It's always stuck to my neck.

Upon hearing his voice, Li Xin regained his senses, raised his face, and heard Su Jinmu's calm voice continue.

"The fire at the Su family's house burned in the garden, but the bedroom on the third floor was unaffected. There are plenty of clothes inside; I've calculated it, enough for you to use for a long time."

"We also have blood, which can be used to extract the active ingredients."

"If you don't have enough clothes, you can take everything from Xiaolou's wardrobe."

Li Xin stared straight at him, paused for a moment, his pupils slightly red, and then actually smiled.

"Young master, you put fire in the garden...do you want to leave the clothes on the third floor for me?"

"ha."

"Ha ha."

Li Xin suddenly laughed twice, his voice dark and almost eerie, terrifyingly husky.

Su Jinmu watched him laugh maniacally, then his lips drooped down after he finished laughing, his pupils bloodshot, looking both bizarre and pitiful.

"I don't want clothes, I want you, young master."

Su Jinmu felt a strange sensation in her heart.

Li Xin, in a frenzy, leaned forward, kissed the corner of his mouth, and smiled. Suddenly, he thought of something, reached out and pulled on the handcuffs connecting Su Jinmu's wrist to the basketball hoop, making sure they were secure, and then smiled again, a sinister and malevolent smile.

"Young Master, wait for me."

Li Xin quickly got up and left the courtyard.

The movement was too fast, and the swing bed suddenly started to shake. Su Jinmu was stunned for two seconds before sitting up.

...Li Xin, is he gone?

Su Jinmu struggled to remove the handcuffs, but they were very strong and she couldn't get them off. Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she hadn't quite reacted yet.

Li Xin came and went quickly, returning in less than half an hour.

Su Jinmu sat on the edge of the swing bed, her two fair and straight legs dangling over the edge of the swing, swinging casually.

When Li Xin saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled strangely. He quickly locked the courtyard gate and approached, carrying a large pile of things, and put them on the swing bed.

...It's clothes.

The clothes I wore when I lived in the Su family's house. Not long ago, I found two sets of clothes that were missing in the courtyard. There are also a few other sets of clothes that belong to the courtyard.

He didn't even realize when it was stolen.

They were neatly stacked together.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "???"

Li Xin's pupils were dark and intense, emanating an almost chilling aura of malevolence. He placed all the clothes on the table and spoke in a slow, deliberate voice.

"I don't want clothes, I don't want blood, and I don't want relief from my anorexia."

Li Xin laughed, his voice chillingly terrifying, thinking that the young master had set the fire in the glass greenhouse so that he could leave clothes for him.

Ha ha.

Ha ha.

ha.

Li Xin laughed maniacally, his entire body almost enveloped in a fierce, ghostly aura, savage and insane.

"I want the young master, I only want the young master."

We need a living, breathing Su Jinmu.

Li Xin smiled, took his hand, rubbed it against his face, and smiled.

"Young master, if you set fire to something again, you don't have to choose the greenhouse. Choose the room and burn me to death too."

"Whether the young master is really dead or faked, take me with you. Don't let me see that dark, mannequin."

Curled up in a ball, wearing a bracelet, her face was blurred.

Only that clearly defined curled-up posture reveals the power and terror of the fire.

It can easily take away a vibrant life.

Take away his young master.

Li Xin chuckled softly, her pupils surrounded by a chilling red ring. She grasped his hand and rubbed it against him repeatedly.

Place it against the pulse point and feel its warmth and pulsation.

Su Jinmu was stunned for a few seconds, somewhat dazed. Li Xin stared straight at him from nearby, his dark eyes against his pale skin exuding an almost eerie coldness.

Looks like a ghost.

A greedy demon.

Su Jinmu glanced at the clothes around her, and when she heard him mention dummy, she seemed to remember something.

It's that humanoid figure.

That charred human figure.

When it was custom-made, it was curled up to simulate the real posture of being in a fire.

Li Xin kept it in his bedroom on the third floor for a month, but he refused to bury it.

...Was he curled up just now?

Su Jinmu lowered her gaze slightly, her long eyelashes half-falling down, partially obscuring her pupils, a strange emotion tugging at her heart.

It's very astringent.

She glanced at Li Xin's scarlet pupils, then recalled the fire around the swing bed earlier, and looked away as if burned, pursing her lips.

My heart feels a little heavy.

.

Li Xin took all the clothes back and didn't eat anything during the meal.

He remained standing next to Su Jinmu, their handcuffs close together, but he didn't eat at all, just staring at him intently.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

Su Jinmu pursed her lips, "Not eating?"

"I won't eat." Li Xin twitched the corner of his mouth, seemingly smiling, but his dark pupils were unfathomable, and his appearance was crazed. "Young Master, next time you set a fire, you don't need to leave me any clothes. You can burn me along with it."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu shifted her gaze slightly and looked away.

Li Xin said she wouldn't eat, and she didn't eat on the first day, nor on the second.

Su Jinmu was afraid he would starve to death, so she picked up a little bit with her chopsticks and brought it to her mouth. Li Xin touched his hand, bit his fingertip, but still didn't eat.

Su Jinmu: "...Really not going to eat?"

Li Xin's lips curled down, and he moved closer to his waist, like a clingy wild beast, "I won't eat."

Su Jinmu: "..."

At night, Su Jinmu fell asleep, and Li Xin leaned close beside him, staring intently at the sleeping young master.

Su Jinmu was lying on his side, and instinctively wanted to curl up, but Li Xin raised his hand and pulled him away, making him lie flat.

Su Jinmu groggily opened her eyes and, in the dim light of the night lamp, saw Li Xin, who was acting crazy, refusing to eat or sleep. She blinked, clicked her tongue, moved to a different position, and lay down to sleep.

Li Xin smiled and leaned down to kiss the corner of his mouth.

Young master.

Young master.

Su Jinmu was asleep, her breathing was steady, her eyelashes drooped naturally, and her chest rose and fell gently with her breath.

Her lips were rosy and soft, and her shoulder hollows bore the red marks of both old and new hues.

With a clear mind and elegant bearing, like snow piled up and jade carved, ethereal as if from another world.

The red marks covering his body pulled him back to the world of the living.

Li Xin stared intently, then leaned closer and gently licked the corner of his lips, their tongues entwining, subtly invading his heart.

Before waking the young master, she quickly stepped back and moved to another spot to caress and kiss him.

The young master wanted to get rid of him, so he set fire to the house and faked his death.

But there was still blood on the clothes.

He didn't believe that the young master didn't care about him at all.

Li Xin's eyes darkened, and he stared intently at him, biting his fingertip.

So why did we leave?

Why are you walking alone?

Why don't you want him?

...to foresee.

Something suddenly flashed through Li Xin's mind.

That premonition that was related to him, but unfavorable to him.

When Su Jinmu opened his eyes in the morning, he was suddenly met with a pair of dark eyes, very close to him, staring at him, their pupils slightly narrowed, as if they hadn't slept all night.

"Young Master, in your premonition, what bad thing did I do?"

Su Jinmu: "???"

Um?

Su Jinmu had just opened her eyes and was still not fully awake when she was suddenly met with this sentence.

Li Xin pressed down on him, supporting himself on top of him, not allowing him the slightest evasion or retreat, staring intently at him with deep, dark eyes.

"What did Li Xin do in the premonition?"

Su Jinmu: "???"

Su Jinmu's heart started racing for no reason. What did this thing know?

"What do you mean by 'predicting you'?"

Li Xinyang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his scarlet lips moving closer like a sinister, alluring ghost.

“I already know that the young master foresaw a part of the future the day he tried to knock me unconscious.”

"There's yourself, there's me, and there's Jiang Jing."

Su Jinmu: "...?!"

Depend on.

Li Xin laughed, his laughter unrestrained and terrifying. "I asked Jiang Jing and Qiao Tingrui what kind of situations usually lead to such a premonition."

"Transmigration into a book, rebirth, awakening, system..."

"Which type is 'young master'?"

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

Su Jinmu wondered if she hadn't woken up properly that morning, and when Li Xin had discovered so much.

However, Li Xin was clever; the ghost had been suspicious ever since he went to the neighboring city.

"Young Master."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Xin moved closer and nuzzled him, urging him with her eyes fixed on him directly, "Tell me."

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu pursed her lips. "It's meaningless now, too far removed from reality."

“So it really is.” Li Xin’s voice was low and dark.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu pushed him away. The original text in the book was too different from reality, and he hadn't thought about the original text for a long time.

"Don't think about things that are meaningless, and don't care about them."

Li Xin was already insane, and the idea of ​​him foreseeing and awakening characters in a book was too far-fetched. Even a normal person would be stunned to hear such a thing, let alone the now insane Li Xin.

They went even crazier when they turned back.

Su Jinmu closed her eyes, intending to take a nap.

Li Xin looked at him, his thoughts slightly heavy, his expression unreadable.

Don't care anymore?

No, there was one time when we came back from the Xu family's place, with the young master, him, and Su's father.

The young master fell asleep in the car and only woke up when he got out, and then he saw him...

I instinctively became wary.

I strongly resist it.

Even if one is truly indifferent to that premonition, it's impossible to act as if one is completely unaware of it.

The young master's actions upon learning of the premonition were all related to him.

The Li Xin in the foreseeable future must have had a great impact on the young master.

Premeditation, arson, and feigning death.

……die.

……suspended animation.

……die.

He was in the premonition.

Did they kill the young master?

Li Xin... killed... Su Jinmu?

!!

Li Xin was horrified, his whole body suddenly trembling, a chilling coldness that almost made his hair stand on end, his astonishment and sinister intent, his eyes dark and ruthless, as he gripped the hand of the person in front of him tightly.

No.

That's not him.

That's not him.

He wouldn't hurt his young master. He would do things with the young master every day, and even at his craziest moments, he never forgot to feed him.

Back in the Su family, the young master had many classes and had to diet, eating only bland food. Now, he has to eat on time.

Even when he was so crazy that he wanted to kill himself, he didn't forget about the young master's meal.

How could it be him?

ha.

Ha ha.

Li Xin chuckled softly, gripped the fair wrist in his hand, moved closer, and gently licked it with the tip of his tongue, smiling in a strangely intimate way.

He wanted to erase this shadow.

.

Li Xin didn't know why he was at odds with that premonition.

Previously, it was said that the work would be done in various places in the courtyard. After the garden and front yard were completely tidied up, Su Jinmu was pulled by Li Xin into the steel pipe partition connecting the first and second floors.

It's a very small space; when the door is closed, the floor space is less than one square meter, and there's a long, straight steel pipe standing in the middle taking up space.

Su Jinmu's breathing was uneven and rapid. She was pressed against the wall by the person behind her, feeling as if she were trapped and unable to move, just like the day Li Xin had just appeared.

Li Xin smiled, affectionately nuzzling the back of his neck, biting his earlobe and rubbing it against him, his expression sinister and eerie.

"Young Master."

"...Hmm."

Su Jinmu groaned, her body tensing even more.

"Young Master, in your premonition, did we ever do something like this?"

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "???"

Su Jinmu felt a little dizzy. The space was cramped and the heat was not circulating. He was trapped in the small cubicle, and the steam made his thoughts muddled.

"Young Master, is there one?"

Su Jinmu: "...No."

Su Jinmu was forced to tilt his head back. The boy behind him laughed and licked the back of his ear. It was wet and hot, igniting his blood vessels, causing the blood inside to boil and surge.

Li Xin leaned closer, raised his hand, and greedily rubbed his fingertips against the young master's nape, slowly and gently caressing him.

"Did the premonition tell the young master that I would touch him in a little while?"

"Ears, neck, shoulder, or wrist?"

His fingertips slid down, and Su Jinmu trembled a few times, her rosy lips pressed tightly together, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

"……No."

What kind of prophecy would say such things?!

"oh?"

Li Xin raised an eyebrow. "It seems to be a fixed prediction, only once, and cannot be changed according to changes in reality."

Su Jinmu: "..."

"Then, young master, guess where I'll touch?"

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu felt hot and restless, her desire burning unabated, and her patience waning.

"Are you going to do it or not, hmm..."

Her waist tightened, and her arms tightened around her with terrifying strength, lifting Su Jinmu up abruptly.

Then the position changed, the height decreased, and it landed on the ground covered with a soft mat.

The space was cramped. Su Jinmu knelt on one knee, holding onto a steel pipe with one hand, panting heavily.

The boy behind him was burning hot, and the silent, dark figure, like a drifting ghost, pressed against the back of his neck and bit his soft, delicate skin with wetness.

"Is the young master in a hurry?"

"Young Master doesn't mind me getting close to you, nor does he mind me...you."

Li Xin laughed excitedly, grabbed his wrist, and rubbed it gently and wantonly.

Su Jinmu: "..."

What is he addicted to and disgusted by? It's that Li Xin is too crazy, endless.

Anxious? He's not in a hurry at all.

Su Jinmu felt restless, her fair ears burning, and she thought of getting up to leave.

Li Xin pressed down on his ankle and held it in place. "Where are you going, young master? If you don't want to kneel here, kneel on the bed."

Su Jinmu: "???"

say what?

Su Jinmu clicked her tongue and gritted her teeth, "You kneel."

Li Xin chuckled softly, "I was already kneeling."

Su Jinmu glanced back blankly. The small, cramped, and secluded room was dimly lit and filled with steam.

"..."

Su Jinmu looked over and her earlobes turned red unexpectedly. She quickly turned her gaze back, her ears burning red, and she wanted to find something to cover her eyes.

A hand reached out from behind and touched her lips.

Li Xin was still preoccupied with the premonition, his eyes filled with madness. "Young Master doesn't like this. Was it Li Xin in the premonition who made Young Master kneel?"

"It's okay, everything will be different."

Li Xin smiled horribly, his fingertip sinking into his lips, "Young Master, if you can't stand it, you can bite me."

"Or you can hit me."

He stretched out his other hand, carrying a long, thin object.

It's a whip.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "???"