Chapter 95 Dependence
Outside the bedroom is Chu Yanxing's residence, which can be connected to the underground research institute through a built-in elevator.
Although Chu Yanxing threatened Yu Che to stay in the bedroom at first, he eventually gave him access to the entire room.
They just set up a trap and activated the security system to prevent Yu Che from going out, and the elevator was also unable to work.
Yu Che tried to break the formation for a long time, using every possible method, but ultimately to no avail. It wasn't that Chu Yanxing's formation was particularly sophisticated, but rather that he used his sheer force to defeat his opponent, using his powerful spiritual energy to sustain the operation of the trap.
Yu Che gave up in frustration, his understanding of Chu Yanxing's strength deepening. His phone had been confiscated early on, so he had no choice but to explore the house aimlessly.
Compared to the villa Yu Che lived in before, the decoration style here is simpler and the area is slightly smaller.
The first thing he did was to look for the kitchen. After finding it, Yu Che opened the refrigerator, which contained a lot of vegetables, meat, and even fruits.
Yu Che found joy in the midst of hardship: at least if no one was interested, he wouldn't starve to death for a while.
After exiting the kitchen, Yu Che moved to the second space.
He opened the door and glanced over - it was the study. Yu Che saw something and his eyes lit up.
He walked in quickly, sat down in his office chair, and fumbled around the edges of the computer screen. He pressed a button, and the screen lit up, casting a faint glow on his face.
However, his expression quickly dimmed. After the computer was turned on, a password login interface popped up. Yu Che didn't know any hacking skills, so he had no choice but to shut down the computer again.
He glanced around and tried to open the drawer next to the computer desk, but it was locked.
It is certainly wrong to dig into other people's privacy, but Chu Yanxing is unkind, so don't blame him for being unjust.
Thinking this, Yu Che looked at the table and saw a box of paper clips. He quickly took one out, twisted it into the right shape, and then worked it into the keyhole.
“Click.”
What a clear and pleasant sound. Yu Che opened the drawer and saw an upside-down black photo frame. Puzzled, he took it out and turned it over.
The photo on the frame is black and white. In the picture, a young man of 18 or 19 is standing at the gate of a top university. He has a handsome appearance, a friendly smile, and a steady temperament.
Although his features and eyebrows are a little more immature than Chu Yanxing's now, they are clearly somewhat similar.
At the same time, judging from the young man's single eyelids, this is not a photo of Chu Yanxing during his college years.
Yu Che took a closer look at the photo. Judging from the quality of the picture and the outfit of the college student who had accidentally appeared in the picture, he guessed that this photo was probably taken more than ten years ago.
Is this Chu Yanxing's brother...? Since the image is in black and white, does that mean this young man is no longer alive?
As he pondered, he stared at the photo in fascination, and a familiar sense of déjà vu gradually emerged in his mind, but his thoughts were still in a fog and he could not find the direction for the time being.
After searching hard for memories in his mind, Yu Che finally confirmed that he had never seen this young man. He shook his head and gave up for the time being. He put the photo frame back in its place and locked the drawer.
Apart from that, there was nothing else special on the computer desk. Yu Che stood up and walked to the giant bookcase on the right side of the desk. It was filled with a wide variety of books, almost occupying an entire wall.
As expected, there were many economics books in conspicuous places, but when Yu Che bent down, his eyes widened slightly.
On the bookshelf in the lower half, there are all kinds of books, from classics such as Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams" to professional books on psychological disorders such as "Abnormal Psychology" and "Abnormal Psychology".
Yu Che pulled out a few books and flipped through them. There were clear reading notes between the pages, written in sharp handwriting, which was Chu Yanxing's style.
The more he read, the more alarmed he became. Why was Chu Yanxing researching this? Was it just a hobby? Or was it that his relatives and friends had mental illnesses… or was it him himself?
This thought made Yu Che stand there in a daze, and the fog in his mind seemed to clear up little by little.
…
In the afternoon, Yu Che took a psychology book from the study and sat on the bed in the bedroom to read it carefully.
“Knock knock knock…”
There was a sudden knock on the door. Yu Che's ears moved slightly, and he instinctively stuffed the book into his bed.
He adjusted his voice and said, "Come in."
As expected, when the door opened, the still handsome Chu Yanxing came in.
Yu Che lowered his gaze and saw the shiny silver suitcase in his hand.
In an instant, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and the nightmare memory reappeared in his mind, and he couldn't stop the trembling.
The hand under the quilt pinched the thigh flesh tightly and rotated half a circle. The skin turned red instantly and it almost hurt to tears.
The pain was like a violent electric current shooting straight into his brain. He used this pain to suppress his fear and followed Chu Yanxing's steps with his eyes.
When Chu Yan walked up to him, Yu Che licked his dry lips and said calmly:
"Can you tell me what you called me?"
Hearing this, Chu Yanxing didn't look at Yu Che, but opened the suitcase sideways: "You just need to know that the antidote is in my hands."
The negotiations failed. Seeing Chu Yanxing about to take out the injection, Yu Che curled up his toes and tried to escape from the other side of the bed.
At this moment, Chu Yanxing looked straight ahead, but just moved his fingers slightly, and several ice cones rose from the ground, with an extremely cold air, blocking Yu Che's way.
The atmosphere instantly became tense. Yu Che took a deep breath and suddenly changed his strategy, raising his hands in submission: "Okay, I won't leave."
Chu Yanxing hummed a satisfied "hmm" and focused on extracting the medicine. He held the syringe in his hand and had just put down the test tube when, in a flash, Yu Che leaped up and snatched the empty tube from the box.
Chu Yanxing turned around in shock, but it was too late. He watched the air traffic controller fly away.
Yu Che retreated to the end of the bed, opened his palm, looked down at the label on the test tube, and his pupils trembled.
The label clearly read: Sodium Chloride Injection. He suddenly began to doubt his knowledge of chemistry, his expression becoming subtle.
Isn’t this just saline solution…?
Regardless, Yu Che suddenly raised his head, his eyes like a hawk, and raised the test tube, questioning in a deep voice:
"Chu Yanxing, do you have any explanation?"
Shake the empty bottle slightly, and the label will be particularly eye-catching under the illumination of the incandescent light.
Seeing that the matter was exposed, Chu Yanxing's eyes flickered and he instinctively wanted to turn around and leave.
"Stop right there!"
After all, Yu Che was also the leader of the "Chenxi" organization in his previous life. His expression suddenly changed and he released his power. Chu Yanxing actually stood there guiltily like a primary school student who was caught.
"You threaten me, but you don't actually hurt me..." Yu Che spoke first, half-closed his eyes and analyzed, "Could it be that you are really gay?"
"Yeah, you guessed it." Chu Yanxing turned his back to him, was silent for a moment, and then whispered his words.
Seeing this, Yu Che's brows did not relax, and his heart was still in suspense.
No, his intuition told him, it wasn't that simple.
Chu Yanxing didn't give him any more time to think: "Even if you knew, I wouldn't let you go."
He turned around, walked to Yu Che, squatted down, tilted his head back, and smiled a faint, almost psychedelic smile, with dimples faintly visible on his cheeks.
Yu Che glanced at him, his jawline slightly tense, and he calmly spoke the cruel truth.
"But I can't stay here forever, unless I die--"
Unexpectedly, as soon as the word "death" came out of his mouth, Chu Yanxing underwent a drastic change.
His expression suddenly changed, and he covered Yu Che's mouth. His trembling hands told of the lingering state of its owner's soul.
"Don't say...don't say that word!"
Chu Yanxing's eyes widened, as if he was having a panic attack. He suddenly climbed onto the bed, stretched out his arms to the back of the person in front of him, and pressed his upper body tightly against Yu Che, squeezing him so hard that it hurt.
The man's spine was trembling like a frightened animal, and he was hanging on the young man who was slightly smaller than him, which was very awkward.
But he was completely unaware of it, his mind was isolated from the real world, and he was trapped in a terrible fantasy and couldn't extricate himself.
Chu Yanxing buried his face in the crook of his neck and said in a muffled voice: "Don't die... I don't want you to die... You can't die..."
Yu Che was stunned by this sudden change. But at that moment, the black and white photo in the study drawer emerged in his mind.
That calm young man...that inexplicable sense of déjà vu...
Yu Che was suddenly enlightened. So that’s how it is!
That sense of familiarity did not come from appearance, but from the inner self - that complex temperament where youthfulness and steadiness coexisted was surprisingly similar to his own.
A bold guess emerged. Yu Che slowly raised his hand and gently patted Chu Yanxing's back, one by one, to comfort him.
The gentle touch seemed to work. Chu Yanxing's body relaxed slightly, and subconsciously, he rested his chin on Yu Che's shoulder, like a large dog seeking comfort.
Yu Che's expression became complicated. He leaned close to Chu Yanxing's ear, as if worried about irritating him, and said in a very soft voice:
"I'm your brother's replacement, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Che clearly felt that Chu Yanxing in his arms was tense all over.
"What did you say? I don't understand..."
He raised his head and pretended to be calm in his voice, but his body's reaction had already betrayed him.
Yu Che took in Chu Yanxing's strange behavior and understood that his guess was almost right.
He lowered his eyes, and the hand that was patting his back moved upwards, his fingers running through Chu Yanxing's slightly cool hair, combing it gently, also buying himself time to think.
Just like that, the two of them remained silent for a long time, so long that Yu Che thought he would continue to deny it.
Finally, Chu Yanxing buried his face deeply in Yu Che's chest. After hesitating for a while, his tone was filled with relief:
“Yes… and no.”
Chu Yanxing clutched the clothes on Yu Che's back and sniffed his scent contentedly.
"You have some similarities with him, which sometimes makes me have the wrong impression. But I know that you are not him. I can tell the difference... I just can't bear to lose you again..."
Yu Che looked at Chu Yanxing who was nestling fragilely in his arms. Such a person standing in the clouds was like a helpless child at this moment.
For some reason, Yu Che felt inexplicably dazzled, even though he knew very well that the other person was a man of great stature.
However, when stroking the ends of his hair at the back of his head, Yu Che's brain seemed to be soaked in strong liquor, accompanied by inexplicable excitement.
The feeling of being needed, mixed with pity, surprise, and even a hint of secret control, is fascinating.
Yu Che's eyes were blurry, and he spoke for some unknown reason, his tone trembling with an unusual tone: "Chu Yanxing..."
Chu Yanxing raised his eyes, his dark pupils filled with mist at some point, staring straight at Yu Che, a faint blush appearing at the corners of his sharp eyes.
"Yu Che, can you please call me Yanxing?"
Hearing this, Yu Che's eyelids trembled slightly, and his heart was filled with dark and thick thoughts. He knew that if he said this, something would change.
Bang, bang, bang...
My heart was beating like a drum, as if it was going to burst through my chest.
No! No! Are you crazy?
This is pure wishful thinking, you can't possibly control him!
Yu Che, you will regret this——
Meeting the man's dependent gaze, Yu Che's expression changed several times. He frantically tried to stop himself, but his body was out of control. His mouth moved, and his voice trembled slightly:
"Yan Xing..."
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