Crying and admitting his mistake
Lu Zhian held a data cable of suitable length in his hand and tapped it lightly in his palm.
He stood by the bed, looking at the two men kneeling before him, blindfolded and in the most submissive and defenseless posture, their private parts symbolically "bound" with silk. He spoke calmly and without wavering:
"Is there anything you'd like to say?"
Neither Xiao Yuan nor Xiao Jin spoke. Perhaps they didn't know what to say, perhaps they felt that any words would be inadequate at this moment, or perhaps they were silently enduring this punishment that belonged to the "designer."
Lu Zhian was not surprised. He began to count down, his voice clear and calm, devoid of any emotion:
3.
2.
1.
The moment the countdown ended, a whooshing sound rang out!
"Smack!"
The data cable lashed out with force, striking Xiao Yuan's outer thigh precisely. A clear red welt quickly appeared on his thigh. His body tensed abruptly from the sudden pain, and a suppressed groan escaped his throat. However, his kneeling posture remained firm, without even swaying, only his jawline tightened further.
Lu Zhian held the data cable, staring expressionlessly at the red mark, a complex emotion in his eyes that was difficult for others to perceive. He didn't give Xiao Jin much time to react.
"Smack!"
The same swift strike landed on Xiao Jin's inner thigh, higher and closer to his sensitive area than on Xiao Yuan's. Xiao Jin's body trembled violently, almost losing his footing. He clenched his teeth to swallow the cry of pain, and fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. This humiliating punishment was more unbearable for him than pure pain.
Lu Zhian stepped back and looked at the two men kneeling side by side on the bed, trembling slightly from pain and tension. The blindfolds made them look vulnerable and helpless, a stark contrast to their usual domineering and controlling demeanor.
He tapped the data cable lightly against his palm, making a soft sound that resonated in the hearts of Xiao Yuan and Xiao Jin.
He stopped whipping her and began questioning her, his voice low but carrying an undeniable authority:
Where did we go wrong?
Xiao Jin spoke first, his voice hoarse: "I shouldn't measure you with money." The dismissive attitude of 100 million was one of the most outrageous things he did when he first approached Lu Zhian, who had lost his memory.
Xiao Yuan followed up, his voice trembling with a hint of humiliation: "No... we shouldn't have dirtied Gu Yingshen's house on a rainy day." That was an outburst of offense he made when he was anxiously searching for Lu Zhian.
"Anything else?" Lu Zhian's voice remained calm.
Xiao Yuan couldn't see Lu Zhian's expression. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "...I shouldn't...have hit you that day when you were drunk." It was an accidental drunken chaos, and he took advantage of the other party's confusion and helplessness.
Xiao Jin followed closely behind, his voice broken by pain and shame: "I... I shouldn't have forced you because I was jealous of my brother..." He had done something excessive by relying on his strength and Lu Zhian's indulgence at the time.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
The data cable struck again without mercy, this time hitting a more conspicuous spot—the junction of Xiao Yuan's chest and Xiao Jin's buttocks and thighs. A searing pain spread, and both men couldn't help but groan, their bodies trembling even more violently.
Each of these unearthed old grievances serves as a reminder of how they once acted with impunity, taking advantage of Lu Zhian's "not remembering" or his soft heart.
Xiao Yuan, panting heavily, continued his confession: "I shouldn't have... continued even when you clearly said 'no'..." He recalled certain nights when Lu Zhian's tears and pushing hands had been selectively ignored by him.
Xiao Jin's voice was choked with sobs, filled with pain and regret: "I knew... I knew you couldn't take it... yet I still went on..." He remembered Lu Zhian trembling and begging for mercy beneath him, but he, because he was greedy for that extreme tightness and warmth, went even further.
Lu Zhian frowned. He realized that the topic was veering towards something too private, which was not his intention to punish at this moment.
With a flick of his wrist, the data cable whistled through the air and lashed the two men with even greater force than before!
"ah!"
"Um!"
Xiao Yuan and Xiao Jin cried out in pain at the same time, their bodies swaying violently and almost falling over, barely managing to maintain their kneeling positions.
After a brief silence, Xiao Yuan's voice lowered, filled with self-reproach:
"...I failed to protect you." From being separated from you in the laboratory, to leaving Lu Zhian to struggle alone in the dark world, and finally to his "disappearance," this is the deepest thorn in his heart.
Xiao Jin's voice also lowered, thick with a nasal tone: "I...lost you." More than once. The first time was when they were separated on a rainy night; the second time was when he hypnotized himself into disappearing completely from their world.
This time, Lu Zhian's hand holding the data cable hovered in mid-air, not falling immediately.
Xiao Yuan's words, "I failed to protect you," and Xiao Jin's choked-up words, "I lost you," struck Lu Zhian's heart like the heaviest blunt weapon.
This is no longer a confession of a specific mistake, but rather the deepest pain and self-reproach that runs through the years of their separation and reunion.
Lu Zhi silently watched them for a few seconds, looking at their faces, which appeared particularly helpless because they were blindfolded, at the old and new red marks on their bodies, and at their bodies, which trembled slightly with tension and regret.
Only their heavy, suppressed breathing filled the air.
Then, he moved his wrist.
"Slap!" "Slap!"
Two more blows, but the force was noticeably lighter than the last time, more like a symbolic confirmation to end the punishment, carrying a hint of "remember?"
Xiao Yuan and Xiao Jin flinched slightly from the sudden touch, but the expected harsher punishment did not come.
Then, they heard a soft "click," the sound of a data cable being carelessly tossed onto the bedside table.
Then, Lu Zhian resumed his normal tone, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible fatigue:
"Take off the ribbons from your eyes and come to sleep."
This order was like a pardon, instantly relaxing tense nerves.
Xiao Yuan and Xiao Jin almost immediately raised their hands and pulled off the ribbons covering their eyes. The sudden restoration of light made them squint uncomfortably, their vision blurring as they focused on Lu Zhian standing by the bed.
His face was expressionless, revealing neither joy nor anger; he simply watched them quietly.
Enduring the burning pain in their bodies, the two moved their bodies slowly. Xiao Yuan silently lay down on the left side of the bed, while Xiao Jin nestled on the right, lying on either side of Lu Zhian. Lu Zhian had already lay down in the middle, pulled the blanket over himself, as if the punishment filled with pain, shame, and heavy repentance had never happened.
The pain in his body was a clear reminder of what had just happened, but Lu Zhian's tacit acceptance of them lying beside him was like a soothing balm.
After a while, Lu Zhian moved. He first turned slightly to the left, reached out his hand, and gently touched the newest red mark on Xiao Yuan's chest with his fingertips, which had a slightly cool touch.
Xiao Yuan froze, holding his breath.
Lu Zhian said nothing, but gently rubbed around the red mark. The movement was not exactly gentle, but the subtle touch seemed to have a strange magic, instantly soothing the burning pain on the skin and quietly relieving the deeper unease in his heart.
Then, Lu Zhian turned to the right and gently pressed on the wound near Xiao Jin's groin.
Xiao Jin groaned, his body trembling, but he didn't flinch. Instead, he subconsciously rubbed against the cool fingers.
After finishing all this, Lu Zhian lay back down and said calmly, "I'm going to sleep."
In the darkness, Xiao Yuan and Xiao Jin felt the places on their bodies that had been touched. The pain seemed to linger, yet it was enveloped by a warm current.
They knew the punishment was over.
The two of them, without prior arrangement, moved closer and more cautiously toward Lu Zhian in the middle.
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