Chapter 46

As time passed, Lan Yexing described most of the details of his arrival in this world.

Qiao You just held him and listened quietly, with no expression on his face. However, his emerald eyes always looked at him paranoidly and tenderly. His pupils were filled with the boy's current appearance, as if he wanted to use his gaze as shackles to lock him in completely.

Lan Yexing was unaware of the abnormal gaze. He explained everything seriously and clearly.

At the end, he looked at the box of injections on the table, his eyes full of coldness, but his face was reluctant: he only said that after they confirmed their feelings to be together, the host gave him two new tasks, one of which was to help Yan Min get close to him, and the other was to assist "Song Wen" to complete the task.

But he hasn't mentioned the matter of [withdrawing the needle], nor has he said that he has learned about his life experience through that box of injections.

He really didn't know how to persuade Joe about this cruel thing.

The blond young man immediately noticed his abnormality. He followed his gaze and saw what Lan Yexing had obtained from "Song Wen". A cold look flashed across his eyes, but his face remained calm. He just kissed the cheek of the young man in his arms and said with a smile, "Why don't you continue talking?"

In fact, he had already guessed that the box of injections was probably related to him. From Lan Yexing's expression at the moment, he could roughly infer that the truth was likely to challenge the bottom line of human nature.

Precisely because he deduced that the secret was so dark, he would never allow Lan Yexing to hide it from him - he would not allow such a thing to occupy a large part of Lan Yexing's emotions without him being able to step in.

Lan Yexing should open up to him about any emotion she has.

The blond young man kissed Lan Yexing's neck more intimately and tenderly, coaxing her gently and forcefully: "Be good, tell me your last secret, baby..."

Lan Yexing was so aroused that her whole body went limp, but she still held his hand distressedly. He said softly, "No matter what you know, I'm here."

Qiao You was so pleased by the loving and tender expression on Lan Yexing's face that he laughed out loud. He stretched out his other hand and casually ruffled the boy's hair as if it were his own property, his voice hoarse and moving: "Okay..."

Qiao You looked at the box of injections thoughtfully again: "Tell me, baby."

Lan Yexing bit her lip, but still told the other party everything about her mental power of [Tracing and Analysis] and the truth about the box of injections.

After saying this, he tightened his grip on the young man's fingers and stared at him with heartache and nervousness.

Unexpectedly, Qiao You's expression showed almost no fluctuations, as if what he heard was just an ordinary and trivial matter.

He just looked at the box of injections expressionlessly. A large cold shadow flashed across his green eyes before quickly returning to calm. His pupils were like cold water on a mirror. He just said calmly and indifferently, "I know."

Lan Yexing's heart was so sore that it was bubbling. He took the initiative to kiss the young man on the cheek, and said softly, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me, okay? I will accompany you."

Qiao You had a flawless smile on his face. He was still holding the boy on his lap. Even though his heart was cold and calm after hearing about his parents' affairs, he still held him tightly and was extremely affectionate and coquettish with him. He kissed the boy's earlobe and murmured, "Okay..."

He held the boy's face with his big hands, forcing him to turn his head and look at him. Then he kissed his lips and maliciously used his tongue to plunder the boy's soft and warm mouth. A very malicious sigh spread as their lips and teeth intertwined: "You are so reliable, Xiaoxing..."

Lan Yexing subconsciously hummed, as if she wanted to overcompensate to the young man. Even though she felt weak all over and almost suffocated from the kiss, she still obediently put her arms around the young man's neck and pushed herself deeper into his arms.

Qiao You's heart softened for a rare moment, but he ruthlessly plundered the oxygen from Lan Yexing's mouth. Even though his body had softened to the point of melting in his arms, and his eyes were red with tears, he still didn't let him go, and just kept forcefully plundering his mouth, as if he wanted to completely tear him apart and eat him up...

While mercilessly pressing the back of the other's head and asking for a kiss, his dark eyes would sweep over the injection on the table:

He wanted to monopolize all the secrets of Lan Yexing, but still did not tell him more about his own pathologies: for example, his hyperthymesia.

Some people will suffer from this extremely rare disease due to sudden events. They will lose the ability to forget and will passively remember every detail of their growing up process.

So, since he was three years old, the image of his parents when they were alive has been everywhere with him as he grows up, like a cold, vivid ghost. He misses them and yet he doesn't miss them.

The way they died and the karmic hatred it evoked were equally vivid to him.

Therefore, after learning in this way that his parents' bodies were not consumed by the fire as he and his grandfather believed, but were used by their enemies, his heart was still strangely calm - he was too accustomed to living with this kind of hatred all the time, so that he could no longer tell whether he hated more at this moment.

The world of hatred is filled with emptiness and cold nothingness. Before meeting Lan Yexing, he coldly believed that for someone like him, the only way to dispel this nothingness was the cruelty and bloodshed created by his own hands.

Now, he still believes so, and he will continue to kill people in a cold and cruel way.

For example, he now knew numbly and calmly that he had to commit more killings to get back his parents' bodies.

For example, he knew that Lan Yexing, the mastermind behind this, was also involved in this ridiculous and despicable conspiracy, and the revenge he wanted to take was still killing.

His brain reminded him that he should continue killing people...

only……

Lan Yexing is so warm...

Qiao You still stared at the injection on the table not far away with that paranoid, dark and cold gaze, but he kissed Lan Yexing more forcefully and morbidly - it’s great, this person belongs to him.

Even though I am in a hatred that should never involve him, I really want to eat him like this...

…

It was unknown how long it was before Qiao You let him go.

Lan Yexing was already sitting on the young man's lap facing him. He clutched the young man's collar tightly, his knuckles turning red. He rested his forehead lovingly on the young man's shoulder, his messy black hair covering his eyebrows. He was breathing heavily, and his ears were buzzing.

Qiao You still refused to let him go. His big hands caressed the boy's thin back in an ambiguous and forceful manner. Even though Lan Yexing was still in the afterglow of the kiss and his body was trembling slightly, the blond young man still maliciously put his lips to his burning ear, making his body tremble even more in his arms. He was still unsatisfied and said as if to seduce the other party: "Xiaoxing, I still don't know what happened to you in your original world... Be good and tell me."

What he wants to seize is always his everything.

Lan Yexing was startled. He blushed and blinked, then said in a calm and obedient tone, "There's nothing much to say. I'm an orphan. After staying in an orphanage for a while, I was adopted by many families. But when I was a child..."

Lan Yexing rarely felt ashamed when it came to his dark history, but Qiao You seemed to be looking forward to his past. When he first learned about Qiao You's life experience, his desire to protect and pity him almost reached its peak. Naturally, he couldn't bear to let him down, so he gritted his teeth and continued in a low voice: "It's just that when I was a child, I didn't have a good personality. I was very withdrawn, didn't like to laugh or listen, and could hardly communicate and interact with others normally. I wouldn't even take the initiative to eat. I was a very difficult child to raise, so I was abandoned many times in various ways."

There were few completely healthy children in the orphanage, so children like him who showed no abnormalities in the physical examination results were very popular. Even though the orphanage staff repeatedly told adoptive parents that he had very serious psychological and behavioral problems, many adoptive parents who were excited to get a healthy child said they didn't care at all.

Then, after they actually adopt the child, they simply cannot stand having a child who has no blood relationship with them, who is like a piece of wood and has no response to everything they do for him, and who cannot establish normal feelings and connections with him. So it is only natural for them to have the idea of abandoning the child again.

However, orphans are generally not allowed to be abandoned once they are adopted, so those families have come up with many tricky ways to abandon the orphans, some of which are gray methods that hover on the bottom line of human nature.

He couldn't say whether he had been hurt in the process, so he couldn't feel any resentment towards those faces that had become blurred in his memory.

Lan Yexing's voice was gentle and calm, as if he was telling someone else's story: "Later, a couple who did child behavior research adopted me. Even though I was still not that good, they did not abandon me or send me back to the orphanage. Maybe it was to thank them, or maybe I didn't want to be abandoned again, so I began to consciously force myself to become a good child. Due to research needs, my adoptive parents treated me very well but politely. Later, when they gave birth to their own pair of twins, they were even more polite to me..."

Lan Yexing's moist light-colored eyes showed a rare hint of nostalgia: "Even though it was mixed with research needs, overall, my adoptive parents were very good to me. I did not lack material and warmth during my growth."

Even if there were other things involved, and even if his position in that family was a bit awkward later on, the material and emotional patience that couple showed him was real, and he was very grateful.

So it's hard to tell whether it was out of gratitude or out of the good boy habits that had been ingrained in his bones since childhood, or for something else, but when the car accident was about to happen, he stepped forward and pushed away the twins and the other little girl with them, deciding to get hurt or die in their place.

Even though, he had just received an admission letter from the university and was about to go back to school after the summer vacation.

But it definitely won’t be like studying literature now.

Lan Yexing calmly recalled everything that seemed like a lifetime ago: In fact, he couldn't say he had any regrets or nostalgia. For him, in the original world, he would definitely cherish everything he had, he would seriously study the major he was interested in, go to higher education, and study and live well.

After graduation, according to his major, he should go to work in a big city like most of his engineering seniors, and then like countless young workers in big cities, he will rush between two points every day. He is very interested in his major, so he will take the initiative to study and explore at work; in life, he will also take care of himself and repay his adoptive parents.

So, thinking about it this way, if there hadn't been that car accident, he would have lived a very ordinary, plain but fulfilling life in his original world, and then in every little bit of his daily life, he would have searched for the value and meaning of life.

But it's not impossible to come to a strange world. If he hadn't been forced into this conspiracy, he would still live a good life.

There was not much difference between the two worlds for him, so he told Qiao You without hesitation that playing prisoner | imprisonment | play was not a bad idea. He really felt that way, he had not yet developed a deep sense of belonging to any place, so there was nothing wrong with staying with Qiao You.

However, after he was brought from his original world to this world, something seemed to have happened that he had forgotten - otherwise he really couldn't imagine where he had the time to let Yan Min and Leon get to know him.

Finally, the heat on Lan Yexing's face dissipated a little. He still sat on his lap, crooked his eyes and looked at him helplessly, and concluded: "Anyway, this is it, a very ordinary life that is neither good nor bad. You also find it boring, right?"

Qiao You stared at him with a gentle and extremely sick look, and countless obscure emotions rolled in his green eyes: My heart hurts...

The clear, piercing pain in his heart made him want to bend down and hug Lan Yexing tightly, rubbing him into his bones.

How could it be possible to attract such love and affection?

Qiao You stretched out his big hand and stroked the boy's cheek, his fingers stroking his lips forcefully and possessively. He still looked at him with those horribly dark eyes, his gaze seemed to pierce into the depths of his pupils. He smiled and said in a tone of extreme cherishment: "It's not boring at all, baby."

Qiao You: "He is the most brilliant, interesting and lovely person, soul and life I have ever seen and heard of."

"Baby, you're so nice..."

Lan Yexing's breathing stagnated and he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The tip of his nose felt strangely sour, and a stronger sense of shame surged up his cheeks. He rested his forehead against the young man's strong and broad shoulders again, using the shadow and hair to cover his increasingly red cheeks. After a long while, he muffled a sentence: "...Thank you for the compliment."

Qiao You placed one of his big hands on the back of Lan Yexing's neck, then pressed him into his arms gently and forcefully, while his other big hand naturally covered his waist.

From the perspective that the boy couldn't see, the blond young man had a cold and terrifying smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with a strong desire to protect and possess him:

What a bunch of idiots with no vision and aesthetics...

None of them deserved Lan Yexing, nor deserved even a glimpse of his gaze...

If they let such a treasure fall into his arms, then there is no way they can let him let it go...

He has caught it, and he will never let it go...

Qiao You's big hand covering the boy's neck exerted force again, allowing the boy to go deeper into his arms. His slightly cool fingers rubbed the boy's white and tender skin with faintly protruding and slender bones in an ambiguously and forceful manner.

Lan Yexing, who was already used to intimate contact with the other party, didn't care. He leaned his face against the young man's neck with affection, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said softly: "Take me back to your place tonight, okay?"

The boy's voice was filled with tender affection and love. He sighed, "I don't want to be separated from you tonight."