Ruan Mian widened his eyes slightly and blinked twice in confusion.
He repeated in a low voice: "Out of control?"
Han Yi nodded, as if to warn Ruan Mian, and said with a heavier tone: "Yes, you should be able to guess what will happen if Bo Yan loses control, right?"
But it was obvious that Han Yi overestimated Ruan Mian's ability in this regard, or underestimated his naivety. Ruan Mian stared at Han Yi for two seconds, and finally shook his head honestly and asked, "What will happen?"
Ruan Mian really couldn't imagine what it would be like for someone like Bo Yan, who could remain calm even when facing a catastrophe, to lose control.
He didn't even think that Bo Yan would ever lose control.
Now it was Han Yi's turn to be silent.
After confirming that Ruan Mian was not pretending to be stupid, but was truly confused, Han Yi suddenly felt a headache. He could not help but raise his hand to press his forehead twice, and uttered a sworn word in a low voice.
I was so annoyed that I wanted to throw that golden retriever that appeared from nowhere off the terrace.
Han Yi lit another cigarette and repeated "murder is against the law" three times in his mind before he could barely suppress his restlessness. He had no choice but to bring up a topic that he really shouldn't ask Ruan Mian: "Ruan Mian, you two... well, you... you didn't make it to the end, right?"
Ruan Mian didn't react to what the "last step" was at that moment, but under Han Yi's gloomy gaze, he finally became sharp for once, and his ears immediately turned red with enlightenment.
After a pause, Ruan Mian raised his hand and rubbed his ears twice before whispering, "Why...why are you asking this?"
Looking at Ruan Mian's shy look, Han Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart -
It’s no wonder that his brother fell deeply in love with her. Ruan Mian’s well-behaved appearance is really endearing.
"Nothing." Han Yi collected his thoughts and sighed. "I just want to tell you that Bo Yan is really not as gentle and harmless as he usually appears to be to you."
After saying this, Han Yi paused, probably because he was afraid that Ruan Mian still didn't get it, so he changed his statement to be more specific: "To put it bluntly, you haven't even taken the real last step yet, but if he really loses control, then your relationship may not be a matter of the last step, there may be many last steps..."
Han Yi thought that he had chosen his words carefully. He even wanted to tell Ruan Mian bluntly that if Bo Gou really lost control, he would really play all kinds of tricks on Ruan Mian, a child who knew nothing, and make her unable to get out of bed for three days and three nights!
He talked to himself for a long time, but Ruan Mian didn't answer. Han Yi became anxious again. He raised his hand and put it in his hair, and asked again: "Do you understand what I said?"
Ruan Mian didn’t know what she was thinking. Her eyes were vague and her eyelashes were trembling. After two seconds, she said "ah" reluctantly and nodded slowly.
Han Yi became even more anxious in an instant.
This kid, did he understand? How come he has no sense of crisis at all!
He was so anxious that he wanted to shake Ruan Mian's head, but he managed to hold back and asked again with a stronger tone: "Do you really understand what I mean?"
Ruan Mian didn't hesitate this time, he simply nodded and said affirmatively: "I understand!"
"Then you don't have anything to say?" Han Yi took a puff of his cigarette irritably, "Why are you still standing there in a daze?"
Ruan Mian's eyes began to wander again. After a while, he subconsciously grasped the hem of his clothes with his fingers, and rubbed the ground with his toes. Then he answered in a low voice but in a very aggressive tone: "Who... who is stunned! I was just thinking, thinking, that's quite exciting..."
Han Yi: “…………?”
Han Yi nearly got his hand burned by the cigarette butt. It took him a long time to find his voice and he asked blankly, "Exciting? You mean, you feel that Bo Gou is really out of control and it's exciting?"
Ruan Mian didn't answer this time, but the tips of his ears turned even redder, which was his silent agreement.
Han Yi took another long puff of cigarette, feeling so tired that he couldn't speak.
He is here, worrying like an old woman, afraid that his wife's best friend will be eaten up by a dog, and she actually finds it exciting? ?
She is worthy of being the partner that Bo Gou has chosen. She is really a bird of a feather. If she is not a family member, she will not be allowed into the house!
Ruan Mian waited for a while, but Han Yi didn't speak anymore. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you have anything else to say to me? I want to go find Bo Yan."
Han Yi turned his head to look at him twice, opened and closed his mouth, and finally just sighed again, waved his hands helplessly, indicating that he had nothing to say and wanted to leave quickly.
It's very vicissitudes.
Ruan Mian raised the corners of her lips, smiled at Han Yi, then turned around and ran out to the terrace in a hurry.
He never looked at Yu Bing from beginning to end.
He ran two steps and heard Han Yi call out from behind him: "Hey, wait a minute."
Ruan Mian paused, turned around and looked at him, his eyes full of anxiety, and urged: "What's wrong?"
Han Yi reluctantly said, "Ask the waiter for a tube of burn ointment to take back to the room."
Ruan Mian was stunned for a moment. He thought that Bo Yan would definitely ask for burn ointment when he returned to his room...
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Han Yi said, "If you don't believe me, go back and see for yourself."
Ruan Mian pursed her lips, didn't answer, turned around and ran away.
Although he couldn't understand why Bo Yan didn't apply the ointment, he still believed Han Yi's words.
After all, to be honest, Han Yi has known Bo Yan much longer than him, and they are really familiar with each other.
So familiar that Han Yi knew a lot of things that Ruan Mian didn't know, including...
Including who Bo Yan’s gaming partner is.
Realizing that his thoughts had unconsciously wandered to this question again, Ruan Mian shook his head vigorously, trying to put it aside temporarily.
Now is not the time to think about that.
After asking the very nice waitress for burn ointment, Ruan Mian-lu ran back to his and Bo Yan's room.
After standing in front of the heavy door and taking two breaths, Ruan Mian raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Two seconds later, Bo Yan's voice came from the room, with only one cold word: "Who?"
Perhaps because of the heavy door between them, Bo Yan's voice sounded deeper than usual, weighing heavily on Ruan Mian's heart.
"Bo Yan, open the door," Ruan Mian said hurriedly, "It's me."
The room was covered with thick and soft carpet, which made no sound when stepped on, so Ruan Mian could not hear Bo Yan's footsteps.
I can only wait silently at the door.
After waiting for a while, just when he was about to knock on the door again, the door was finally opened from the inside.
But it was only opened a crack, and...
And it was even fastened with an anti-theft bolt!
Han Yi's words suddenly rang in my ears again: "He did this just to protect you. He was afraid that he would lose control."
Ruan Mian stared at the anti-theft bolt for two seconds. He couldn’t tell what he felt in his heart, but he just felt depressed.
Because he seemed to understand something. He understood that the function of this anti-theft bolt was not to "protect" him, but Bo Yan was "protecting" himself.
Bo Yan was like a ferocious beast on the verge of sanity collapse, about to burst out of its cage by instinct in the next second. He restrained himself, yet almost cruelly, as he made his last effort to suppress his own nature.
Ruan Mian took a deep breath, raised his hand and pulled the chain of the anti-theft bolt, and said anxiously: "Open the door quickly and let me in."
Bo Yan did not move. He just lowered his eyes to look at Ruan Mian and asked in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you not to come back with me?"
Ruan Mian immediately raised the burn ointment in his hand and answered neatly, "I'll apply the ointment to you when I come back."
Bo Yan's eyes moved slightly, but he still said coldly: "No, just rinse it with cold water."
Han Yi was right, Bo Yan really didn't apply any ointment.
In other words, he didn't care at all whether he was injured or not.
It's like having no sense of pain.
But even if Bo Yan doesn't care, it is impossible for Ruan Mian not to care.
Ruan Mian had no intention of leaving. He frowned and his tone became a little fierce, "Open the door quickly!"
Bo Yan still didn't move. Just when Ruan Mian's patience ran out and she was about to lose her temper, she suddenly heard him ask, "Isn't what Han Yi told you clear enough?"
Ruan Mian was stunned.
I have to say that these two people are really familiar with each other.
Although Bo Yan had clearly returned to his room, it was as if he had installed a surveillance camera on Ruan Mian. He knew that Han Yi would talk to Ruan Mian, and perhaps he could even guess what Han Yi would say.
After collecting his thoughts, Ruan Mian clenched his fingers and answered seriously: "He said it very clearly, and I understood it all."
As if he had not expected this answer, Bo Yan suddenly leaned forward, resting his good hand on the door sill, his nose almost touching Ruan Mian's, and his voice became two degrees deeper, "Since you understood, why did you come over here?"
Bo Yan's action was very oppressive, and because of this action, the two of them were very close. Ruan Mian then noticed that at this moment, there was a bloodshot under Bo Yan's eyes.
But Ruan Mian did not avoid it. He didn't even try to hide. He just kept this posture and nodded.
At that moment, Ruan Mian clearly felt that the aura around Bo Yan became more wanton, as if it was about to be uncontrollable. He supported himself on the door edge with his hands so hard that his joints turned white.
"So, you don't trust Han Yi enough," Bo Yan lowered his eyes, tightly grasping Ruan Mian's eyes, pausing after each word, "Or, you trust me too much?"
Ruan Mian had never seen such a thin inkstone before.
This is a person like Bo Yan who has nothing to do with calmness, indifference, and rationality, and is even the complete opposite.
But at the moment of seeing him, Ruan Mian did not feel the slightest bit of nervousness or fear. On the contrary, his heart was beating very fast, as if there were a hundred jumping rabbits in his heart, or a hundred people beating drums, and even his blood was gushing out -
Bo Yan he he he, how can he be so fucking cool!
It's so cool. It's so cool!
Subconsciously raising his hand to press his heart, Ruan Mian took a deep breath, and slowly expressed his true thoughts.
He spoke slowly but firmly: "Neither. It's not that I don't trust Han Yi, nor that I trust you too much, Bo Yan. I just... I just feel that you can do whatever you want to me. You don't need to force yourself to restrain yourself. I think that's actually very exciting."
Ruan Mian was actually still very shy when he said this so bluntly. However, even though he was extremely shy in his heart, he never avoided Bo Yan's eyes from beginning to end.
Bo Yan didn't say anything, his eyes were bloodshot and his breathing became heavier.
After staring at each other for a while, he suddenly took a step back, got rid of all the oppressive feelings, and finally raised his hand, pulled the anti-theft bolt, and opened the door.
Ruan Mian breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the room.
The moment she closed the door, Ruan Mian realized belatedly that the lights in the room had not been on.
There was also a faint smell of tobacco.
It's not choking, but rather adds a sense of ambiguity in the darkness.
Ruan Mian felt his ears burning, raised his hand to touch the switch and turned on the light.
The room suddenly lit up, and Ruan Mian's eyes inadvertently swept across the big bed in the middle of the room, and he was stunned.
The big bed was not empty as Ruan Mian had originally thought. On the contrary, it was filled with various things that made Ruan Mian feel vaguely familiar.
Ruan Mian frowned and thought for two seconds, and his memory was brought back to the night when he first stayed in a hotel with Bo Yan.
They were not a couple at the time, but by chance they stayed in a couple's suite.
At that time, Ruan Mian saw two big pink boxes in the room, and all kinds of strange-shaped toys in the boxes.
And now, the bed in front of me is also covered with similar small toys.
Ruan Mian couldn't help but widen his eyes, not quite understanding what Bo Yan was doing.
Seeing his bewildered look, Bo Yan suddenly sneered and curled the corners of his lips in self-mockery, "Do you regret coming in? It's not too late to regret now, just turn around and open the door."
Ruan Mian has always been the most vulnerable to provocation, and he himself had no regrets. Hearing Bo Yan's words, he immediately became unhappy. He walked angrily to the bedside, and said fiercely: "Who regrets? I don't! Come over here and sit down. I'll apply medicine for you!"
Bo Yan leaned against the door, stared at Ruan Mian's back for two seconds, and without saying anything, he followed and sat down beside the bed.
Ruan Mian sat side by side with him, pulled over Bo Yan's hand that had been burned before, and after taking another look, he still felt extremely distressed.
Although emergency measures were taken immediately, a blister still appeared on the back of Bo Yan's hand, probably because the burn was not light.
Ruan Mian's heart ached. He unscrewed the small round cap of the ointment, squeezed it out, put a little on his index finger, and applied it on the back of Bo Yan's hand with extremely gentle and careful movements.
This time, Bo Yan did not struggle to break free from Ruan Mian's hand, nor did he stop him from applying the medicine. He just watched him move without saying a word.
As silent as a statue.
If his breathing hadn't been still heavy, Ruan Mian might have really thought that this man was at peace.
Finally, after applying the ointment, Ruan Mian covered it and put it aside. Then he turned his head to look at the bed of "toys" and blinked at Bo Yan, "Do you want to play these with me? How do you play?"
He really didn't understand what these toys were used for, let alone what the connotation of "playing" with them was.
He simply thought that if Bo Yan wanted to play, he would cooperate.
But it is precisely this innocence that makes him so attractive, yet he is unaware of it.
Bo Yan clenched his five fingers into his palms, looked at him with deep eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, but still no sound came out.
Ruan Mian simply picked out a pair of handcuffs from the pile of small toys.
Because he only knows this and has only used this.
This pair of handcuffs is somewhat different from the one I wore in the hot spring pool. This pair is pure black, but not made of metal. Instead, there is a layer of plush fabric wrapped around the metal, which feels very comfortable.
There was a black feather hanging on the buckle of the handcuffs.
Ruan Mian moved naturally and put one of the handcuffs on his own hand without hesitation.
The extreme black contrasts with the extreme whiteness of his skin, giving an exceptionally strong impact.
The black feather happened to fall just below his wrist, kissing his protruding wrist bone.
At this moment, Bo Yan's last bit of rationality suddenly snapped. He suddenly leaned over, put his hands on both sides of Ruan Mian, and enveloped Ruan Mian with an almost imprisoned movement, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ruan Mian, do you know what you are doing?"
Ruan Mian raised his head to look at him, and shook the handcuffs on his wrists at him. The black feathers swayed with his movements.
"I don't know much about it," Ruan Mian tilted his head and smiled, but his tone was very relaxed, "So don't you want you to teach me?"
The ferocious beast that Bo Yan had locked up in his heart for a long time seemed to have finally been liberated at this moment. It roared, broke through the cage, and ran away.
He suddenly exerted force with both hands and pushed Ruan Mian to the head of the bed. Then, with extremely skillful movements, he crossed Ruan Mian's hands over her head and handcuffed them to the ring designed on the bedside table.
It was as if he had practiced this move alone thousands of times.
Bo Yan was leaning in front of Ruan Mian. His light-colored eyes seemed very heavy at this moment. One had to look very carefully to vaguely make out a hint of light hidden in his eyes.
"Ruan Mian," Bo Yan called his name in a low, hoarse voice, "Are you willing to do whatever I want to do?"
Ruan Mian nodded without hesitation and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, you can do whatever you want. I am willing to do it."
At a certain moment, Bo Yan felt as if he might be dreaming.
But the next second, he woke himself up again.
He had never had such a good dream, let alone dared to have such a good dream.
But it is obviously a very unexpected surprise right now. If Bo Yan still has some rationality, he will definitely cherish the present and not ask for more.
However, it is a pity that Bo Yan is now completely irrational, and the evil factor in his bones is ready to move.
After pondering Ruan Mian's words, Bo Yan suddenly raised the corner of his lips, but his smile seemed extremely cold. He paused for a moment and asked, "But, Ruan Mian, if I tell you that I have lied to you and have been hiding something from you, would you still be willing?"
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