Chapter 106: My Missing Brother's Boyfriend
"Not bad," Lin Zhi responded to Jing Xun's question and looked at Jing Xun's hand, "Where's the medical kit? Let me treat your wound first."
The blood gathered into a small pool on the floor, staining Jing Xun's palms red.
"It's okay," Jing Xun moved his arms nonchalantly. He leaned down slightly and looked at Lin Zhi, whispering, "Can we kiss again, like a good morning kiss, even though it's already afternoon."
The young man was so tall that he could easily cover people.
Lin Zhi fell into a hot shadow and raised her head to kiss Jing Xun's lips.
Many things in this world don't require a clear and definite reason, especially kissing.
If you want it, just do it.
Jing Xun grabbed Lin Zhi's neck and became more and more involved.
He knew it, he knew Lin Zhi would not refuse.
Even though he was not likable, at least Lin Zhi didn't hate him.
Excessive excitement and arm movements caused the wound on Jing Xun's arm to bleed faster. The blood dripped down his elbow and smudged on Lin Zhi's white sweater.
In the passionate kiss that was demanded, Lin Zhi felt the warm blood flowing down his neck to his back. The faint but significant flow added a bit of terrifying excitement that made his scalp tingle to the intertwined desires.
Broken rationality, chaotic disorder, and unbridled madness.
Lin Zhi was pressed against the door of the utility room, having difficulty breathing.
Her slightly swollen lips were bright red, and her eyes were sparkling.
The hem of her clothes was slightly lifted up, revealing undried blood on Lin Zhi's waist and abdomen.
Jing Xun buried himself in the crook of his neck and slowly calmed down.
"Better?"
Lin Zhi raised her hand and gently combed Jing Xun's hair.
Jing Xun responded and raised his head after a few breaths.
"I have a gift for you."
Jing Xun opened the entrance to the basement and gestured to Lin Zhi.
Looking down at the dark stairs, there is a sense of gloom.
Lin Zhi bent down and walked into the basement. Before reaching the ground, he could already smell a strong smell of blood.
He frowned slightly in his heart, Wei Jinrong wouldn't die, right? He didn't want Jing Xun's hands to be stained with blood, which would make his condition worse. He didn't come here to drive him more crazy.
The light in the basement was very dim, with only a small dim light on the wall. The filled space was narrow, allowing only an adult man to pass through.
The rough cement floor was stained with blood. The man leaning against the wall was adjusting his breathing and looked at Lin Zhi who walked in.
The dim light fell on the young man's handsome face, and his arrival made the simple basement a little brighter.
He was wearing a pure white cashmere sweater, which gave off a sense of purity that was incompatible with dirt.
The bloodstains on the back of the clothes were hidden in the dim shadows.
Wei Jinrong wanted to say something to greet her, but the pain in his throat prevented him from opening his mouth. He could only pull the corner of his mouth towards Lin Zhi as a greeting.
Wei Jinrong now looked much more miserable than when Lin Zhi saw him in the morning. There were many knife wounds on his body, but most of them did not look fatal. His left cheek was swollen and bruised. His face, which originally had a certain elegance and handsomeness, was now completely unsightly and in a very miserable state.
The position of his left leg was not very natural, which could explain why he did not choose to escape after Jing Xun left the basement, but remained where he was.
Even if he could force himself to leave, given his conspicuous appearance, he would probably be caught by the company or the police before he even left the community.
"Do you like this gift?"
A low and hoarse voice came from behind Lin Zhi. A handsome young man with deep features rested his head on his shoulder and spoke in his ear as if asking for credit.
Lin Zhi lowered his eyes, a smile in his eyes.
“A very surprising gift.”
How could he not be surprised when Jing Xun brought the person he had always been thinking about to him?
Although the method is a bit special, it can also be considered unique.
Wei Jinrong, who was being presented as a gift, breathed heavier, and even though he was used to wearing a mask, his expression looked a little ugly.
If he could speak, he would really want to call the person a psychopath. The scene was so absurd that he didn't know how to describe it.
But he thought about it and realized that Jing Xun was indeed sick. No normal person could do the things he did.
He didn't expect that he would actually lose. He hadn't even thought of this possibility when Jing Xun took action. But he soon discovered that although Jing Xun stayed at home, his physical fitness was not weak, and was even somewhat inhuman. He also had skills, and they were all killing skills.
In addition, Jing Xun was mentally ill and acted like a monster in that situation, with no rationality at all.
He really wanted to kill him, Wei Jinrong knew it.
He was very confused as to how Lin Zhi dared to let Jing Xun stick to his back. People in their jobs wouldn't even trust their colleagues with their backs, let alone other people.
In this situation, Jing Xun could easily kill Lin Zhi by strangling his throat or stabbing him in the back.
Lin Zhi saw the emotion in Wei Jinrong's eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly.
The moment they met, unnecessary pretense fell away.
"I didn't mean to do this, but he said he could give you to me, so I got mad, and he didn't want to see you."
Jing Xun briefly explained why the scene turned out like this, and did not forget to state the facts.
He had to say it quickly, in case he suddenly lost his memory and might forget it. It would be an unimaginable regret if he forgot such a thing.
Lin Zhi doesn't belong to Wei Jinrong at all, and of course, doesn't belong to him either.
Beauty certainly belongs to beauty itself, but people have the nature to pursue or keep beauty for themselves, so they want to capture their muse.
Give him the gift he wants, show your love, and then wait for his mercy.
"well done."
Lin Zhi was not stingy with his praise. He didn't need to act sad after hearing this and gently squeezed Jing Xun's hand.
After Jing Xun stood up, Lin Zhi walked towards Wei Jinrong.
"I didn't expect to see you again so soon."
"It's really ugly to be in this state. You look like a rat hiding in a sewer."
"It's time to hand you over to someone who wants you. I might even get a promotion and a raise because of it."
Lin Zhi looked down at Wei Jinrong and did not choose to look him in the eye.
He was a little surprised that Jing Xun would let Wei Jinrong appear in front of him in this way. To be honest, he thought Jing Xun would hide Wei Jinrong. It seemed that Wei Jinrong said something that irritated him.
"A promotion and a raise? Do you want to live this way for the rest of your life?"
Wei Jinrong spoke in a hoarse voice and swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva.
"Being controlled by others forever, unable to control your own time and life, retirement is even more dangerous. You will always live under the gaze of others and may even die at any time. Don't you want to get away from it?"
Seeing Lin Zhi's thoughtful look, Wei Jinrong said more and more hurriedly: "As long as you help me, we can split the commission of the painting equally. We can always go to a place where no one knows us and live a different life. Since we used to be partners, don't be so ruthless."
Suddenly, there was a sound of finger joints cracking in the air. Lin Zhi and Wei Jinrong looked towards the source of the sound. Jing Xun looked at them with some confusion on his face, but his hands did not stop moving.
Wei Jinrong continued stiffly: "Of course, I will definitely bring my dear brother with me."
"I don't need you to do anything for me. Just don't reveal my whereabouts. After that, I'll give you five million."
"That's all?"
Lin Zhi was a little surprised. He knew that Wei Jinrong was probably not telling the truth. If it was just for this number, even if it was double, it was not worth risking his life.
Faced with this kind of trade-off, Wei Jinrong would not be at a loss as to what to choose.
“US dollars.”
Lin Zhi pondered for a while and said, "This makes me want to think about it."
"I won't lie to you. I can guarantee it with my life."
Hearing Wei Jinrong's words, Lin Zhi's smile widened.
This kind of statement from a cunning liar is equivalent to a good joke.
"So how are you going to leave? I always want to know your plan."
Lin Zhi stood up and felt someone holding his hand.
His fingers gently stroked Jing Xun's palm, indicating that he didn't need to worry.
The feeling of skin friction is like a tiny, weak electric current, flowing beneath the skin and running through the blood.
Jing Xun lowered his head and looked at Lin Zhi's hand intently, craving for this feeling.
——Do you think he will like you? What is there about you that he likes? Your quirk, your disease?
——If you want him to never leave you and abandon you, there is only one way.
——Art, this is art.
Danger, blood, destruction, suffering and death.
"I have hidden the painting in a very secret place. No one but me will know about it. As long as I can avoid being searched for during this period of time, I will take a boat from the port to Rossi, go abroad from there with a fake identity, and settle in Kosice, where I will deliver the painting to someone. If you don't trust me, we can go together then."
"Wei Jinrong, do you think I would be so stupid? Since you want to cooperate with me, why not let me put something in your body so that we can both feel at ease."
"You'll have five seconds to think about it."
"Five, four, three, two..."
Wei Jinrong gritted his teeth: "Okay, I agree!"
"Okay, then I will send fake news to the company now."
Lin Zhi took out the communicator. Although the signal in the basement was not very good, it was still running smoothly.
Lin Zhi tapped the headset, looked at Wei Jinrong and said, "Jingxun's house, Wei Jinrong is here."
Wei Jinrong widened his eyes in disbelief, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gasped heavily.
"It's really fun. No wonder you like to make promises so much. Don't make that expression, as if you have been let down by me."
"You think I will believe those lies you said? They are only good enough to fool a child who knows nothing about the world. If I believe someone like you, I don't know how badly I will be bitten back."
Lin Zhi chuckled. He was just teasing Wei Jinrong. It was his fault for not being able to control his mouth and saying things that would provoke Jing Xun.
Wei Jinrong raised his head abruptly and said in a rough voice: "He is about to leave, why don't you do it?"
Lin Zhi turned around and looked at Jing Xun, her eyes slightly widened.
The wind from the fist whistled in Lin Zhi's ears, and Wei Jinrong fainted completely.
Jing Xun shook his hand, whose wound had reopened and was still bleeding, and looked at Lin Zhi with some grievance.
"He asked me to do this, but I didn't agree. Don't believe him."
Lin Zhi relaxed her body, raised her hand to touch Jing Xun's cheek, and whispered, "I believe you."
Jing Xun frowned slightly: "The basement makes me dizzy, I don't like it here."
When Lin Zhi was about to say "hurry up", Jing Xun pressed the back of his hand, with strong emotions rolling in his gray-blue eyes: "So can I kiss you?"
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