A rich, sweet aroma filled the dim room.
Lin Zhiyi raised his eyes from the gaps in his scattered hair and looked with difficulty at the person who was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking down at him.
During the long silence, Han Xu said nothing, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, brewing a violent storm.
But unfortunately, my body gets hot uncontrollably.
Lin Zhiyi closed his eyes and cursed in his heart.
Why on earth?
We meet again.
A more embarrassing situation than last time.
Her hands were tied and the chain was extended and locked to the head of the bed. She couldn't break free, her whole body was hot, and she looked like she was waiting for anyone to take advantage of her.
He lowered his head, trying to avoid the other person's sight, but as soon as his face drooped, a cold hand grabbed his chin and lifted it up, forcing him to meet Han Xu's cold gaze.
“Selling alcohol isn’t enough.”
Han Xu sneered, and those few words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, with a sting of torture.
Lin Zhiyi clenched his already limp knuckles and bit his lips.
He thought his heart wouldn't hurt anymore.
It turns out that I still feel uncomfortable.
He closed his eyes and moved his lips slightly: "So what? Does it have anything to do with you?"
"So what? It has nothing to do with me?"
Han Xu's eyes were red as he stared at Lin Zhiyi.
The person on the bed was wearing a shirt and trousers, with his hands tied tightly, like a lamb to be slaughtered.
Half an hour ago, he received a call. The other party's tone was anxious: "Mr. Han, Mr. Lin went into the room of the club and hasn't come out yet... I checked and found that Mr. Lin's father received a payment of 5 million yesterday..."
Han Xu already understood what was meant without having to say anything else.
One person, one night, doesn't need five million.
But a life can.
In a place like this, even if something happens, there will be no problem if the family members come forward to mediate.
When he arrived, he saw a man entering the elevator with a whip.
Han Xu knew him. He was the young master of a gang. He had never killed anyone, but he had crippled several people.
He walked over and bought Lin Zhiyi from the man at ten times the price.
The man seemed quite happy to have Han Xu in his debt, and asked with a smile, "I didn't expect you to start playing with these, too. Do you want me to lend you some tools?"
When Han Xu stood at the door, he still felt a chill on his back.
Han Xu didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be if he was a step later.
He had originally planned to take a look and leave, but seeing Lin Zhiyi's behavior, Han Xu became angry again. He wanted to turn the man over and beat him up to see if he dared to come to work in such a place again.
Lin Zhiyi felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, and because of the discomfort, he asked with unsteady breathing: "How much did you spend?"
As expected, these words angered Han Xu again.
"Who wants you? Just give money."
Lin Zhiyi just kept asking, "How much did you spend?"
Han Xu pinched his chin and could hardly speak.
Anger rolled wildly, burning his mind and torturing his nerves.
Why does Lin Zhiyi still have this expression at this time?
Aren't you afraid of killing him yourself?
He really wanted to stuff the thing into Lin Zhiyi's mouth right now, blocking him from saying a word.
Lin Zhiyi turned his face away, but he was forcefully turned back again.
"Are you going to do it or not?" Lin Zhiyi realized the other party's persistence and stopped repeating himself. He changed the question and said, "If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will."
This sentence successfully angered Han Xu.
Who are these people?
Is it that damned director ex-boyfriend, or the men who covet him? One or many?
Han Xu became so angry that his teeth started to ache whenever he thought about someone else touching Lin Zhiyi.
While he was checking the person in his mind, Lin Zhiyi was almost driven crazy by the drugs.
His sanity was falling apart, but he refused to show weakness in front of Han Xu, so he could only hold on.
There were blood marks on the lips.
His chin was pinched again.
Han Xu pressed down, and the sound of an angry slap rang out, crisp and heavy.
Lin Zhiyi shuddered and closed his eyes.
Han Xu seemed to laugh, his voice cold: "Why? Didn't you say that? If you pay, anything is fine. Is this your attitude towards guests?"
Lin Zhiyi said tiredly, "It's up to you whether you want to do it or not."
He is quite cool.
Han Xu became even angrier and flipped the man over and pressed him down.
…
When Lin Zhiyi woke up again, it was already dawn.
My back aches, as if it's been taken apart and reassembled.
He was not wearing any clothes and his body was relatively clean, but there was still a turbid smell in the air. Lin Zhiyi's mind was scattered and it took him a while to recall the fragmented details.
Yesterday it was from behind.
He still remembered that Han Xu used to hate that posture the most.
Once, on a sunny windowsill, the young Han Xu pressed down to explain: "How can I appreciate such a beautiful expression if we are not face to face?"
His lips and cheeks were kissed again and again, and his voice contained a malicious smile: "Brother, open your eyes and look at me."
"If you don't want to watch it, do it here."
That day, Han Xu forced him to open his eyes.
So now he can't forget those beautiful amber eyes.
So annoying.
Lin Zhiyi reached into the pillow, but didn't feel what he remembered.
He was stunned for a moment.
When Lin Zhiyi realized yesterday that he was betrayed by his own father, he didn't have any particularly big reaction.
When I came here, I had a Swiss Army knife hidden under my pillow, but now it's gone.
I was so fed up at that time that I just decided to fight to the death.
But he didn't expect that the buyer would be Han Xu, and he seemed so skilled.
Has Han Xu been buying and selling these frequently over the years?
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