Chapter 100 "You said... you don't love him..."
"Your bones are so tough... Lin Che! I want to see how long your tough bones can last!"
Lu Chi stood up and wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand. The sticky blood spread across his pale face like the oil paint of an evil spirit.
He stopped looking at Lin Che, who was curled up on the ground, and turned sharply to Jiang Tingyun, who had been standing in the shadows. "Where's the medicine? Where's the 'good stuff' I asked you to prepare? Bring it here!"
Jiang Tingyun's dark grey pupils shrank slightly, but his face remained expressionless, not even his eyes showed any fluctuation.
He didn't ask, didn't hesitate, just turned silently and walked to a low cabinet in the corner that hadn't been smashed. He opened the drawer and took out a small brown glass bottle without any label and a disposable syringe.
He walked back steadily and handed the medicine bottle and syringe to Lu Chi.
Lu Chi snatched it away, his eyes greedily staring at the bottle of colorless, transparent liquid. He pulled out the rubber stopper from the bottle, expertly inserted the syringe needle, and slowly drew it out.
"Do you know what this is, Doctor Lin?" Lu Chi's voice was filled with a morbid excitement. He squatted down and moved closer to Lin Che again.
Lin Che's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and his body was shaking with cold due to the suffocation and collision just now, but he still forced himself to raise his head. His sweaty black hair stuck to his pale forehead. Although his eyes were filled with physiological moisture, they still pierced Lu Chi sharply.
Lu Chi ignored the look and pressed the cold needle tip against the vein in Lin Che's arm, exposed by his struggle. "Prepared just for you... top-notch stuff. Just a little bit can turn even the most chaste saint into the most despicable... dangfu."
"Tell me, what will you become in a moment? Will you crawl over to me like a dog and beg me? Or will you... kill yourself?"
The cold needle tip pierced the skin, causing a slight sharp sting.
Lin Che's body suddenly stiffened, his pupils suddenly constricting. He subconsciously tried to pull his arm back, but the two men behind him pinned him to the ground, forcing him to let Lu Chi inject the drug into his body.
"Get out of here!" Lin Che's voice was hoarse and broken, filled with extreme disgust and fear. His other hand scratched at the ground in vain, his nails leaving traces on the ground.
"Don't be impatient, soon... soon you won't say that anymore." Lu Chi's smile widened, revealing his white teeth, and he pushed the piston to the bottom without hesitation.
The cold liquid was forced into the blood vessels.
At that moment, Lin Che felt an indescribable chill running through the needle tip and into his bloodstream, instantly spreading to every part of his body. It made the hairs on his body stand on end, and he shivered violently and uncontrollably.
"Well--!"
A short, painful groan escaped from Lin Che's throat. He grabbed his hair in pain and his body suddenly arched up.
hot!
Unimaginable and irresistible heat!
"Huh... Huh..." Lin Che's breathing suddenly became extremely rapid, and his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably. He could only scratch the ground with his nails over and over again. The intense pain kept him awake.
But in front of the medicine, this little pain was nothing. Lin Che's vision began to blur and shake.
The light in the room seemed to be distorted, and the remains of expensive furniture cast strange afterimages at the edge of the field of vision.
Lu Chi's blood-stained, twisted and crazy face, which was so close to him, appeared and disappeared in the shaking vision, like a projection of hell.
The more terrifying changes come from inside the body.
A completely unfamiliar, extremely strong feeling of emptiness and terrible thirst grew wildly from the depths of the ignited blood, like countless tiny insects with barbs, crawling out densely from the depths of the bone marrow, gnawing at all of Lin Che's reason and will.
This feeling was strange and powerful, carrying a destructive force that instantly broke through the psychological defenses he had built with all his might. Lin Che bit his lower lip tightly, and the taste of blood instantly filled his mouth.
"Hmm..." An uncontrollable moan with a heavy nasal tone and a trembling sound of pain still leaked out from between Lin Che's tightly clenched teeth.
The voice was so strange, so...humiliating, that it made him feel a wave of overwhelming panic.
Lu Chi squatted in front of Lin Che and admired this hellish transformation.
He watched as Lin Che's pale skin flushed with a sickly, alluring blush at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading from his sweat-soaked neck to his delicate collarbone, and then extending down to the depths of his torn collar.
He looked at the pair of eyes that were always clear and gentle, but now misted and blurred due to the effect of the medicine. They were filled with pain, confusion and a forced desire that he himself could not understand.
Lin Che's chest rose and fell violently, and every breath was accompanied by an uncontrollable slight tremor. The sweat-soaked fabric clung tightly to the undulating curves of his body, outlining a thrilling fragility and... temptation.
“Ha…hahaha…” Lu Chi let out a satisfied and morbid chuckle. He extended his cold fingertips, stained with his own still-dried blood, and stroked the hot, sweaty side of Lin Che’s neck, feeling the violent trembling of the fragile skin and the wild beating of the pulse beneath his fingertips.
"Is it hot? Is it uncomfortable?"
Lin Che shuddered suddenly. He instinctively wanted to avoid Lu Chi's hand, but his body was limp and weak due to the erosion of the drug, and his movements were slow and futile.
He could only bite the back of his hand in his mouth. The moment his teeth bit through the skin on the back of his hand, the intense pain made Lin Che regain consciousness for a short time.
Lin Che bit the back of her hand fiercely, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth to Yi Jin. Her bloodshot eyes stared at Lu Chi in front of her, "You...fucking...die a horrible death."
"Heh... I finally understand why Lu Yu likes you." Lu Chi's hand caressed Lin Che's blood-stained face, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
His fingertips slid down from Lin Che's face to where Lin Che's heart was beating, almost embedding into Lin Che's hot flesh.
"Mr. Chi, the person has arrived." A man in a black suit leaned over and whispered in Lu Chi's ear.
The twisted smile on Lu Chi's face instantly widened, with a creepy anticipation.
He reluctantly withdrew his fingers that were almost digging into Lin Che's flesh, his eyes fixed on the skin that had been ravaged by him and left clear fingerprints on it.
Then he stood up calmly, and casually kicked Lin Che's legs, who was curled up on the ground without making any sound, with the tip of his expensive leather shoes.
"Well. Keep an eye on him," Lu Chi glanced at the other two men standing silently in the corner, "Don't kill him. I want him... to be awake and wait for the show."
The only sounds in the room were Lin Che's violent heartbeat and heavy, labored breathing, as the drug burned madly in his blood.
Lin Che curled up on the cold carpet, his body convulsing uncontrollably.
Even more terrifying was the strange, destructive emptiness and longing that extended from the damage done to his body by drugs. It was like countless poisonous snakes crawling and gnawing in his blood vessels, eroding his shaky will bit by bit.
Sweat soaked through his tattered clothes, clinging to his skin. Every labored breath tugged at the hideous finger marks on his neck, bringing a suffocating pain. He bit the bloodied back of his hand, trying to fight the pain with even more intense force.
“Stay…stay…stay…awake, Lin…Che, stay…awake.” Lin Che’s voice was intermittent and fragmented, making it difficult to hear in the dead silence of the room.
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"You lured me here on purpose, didn't you?" Lu Yu's gaze swept over Lu Chi's still faintly bleeding nose and blood-stained hands. He knew Lin Che's temper well. Lu Chi didn't get the upper hand, but Lin Che was probably also...
During the short day that Lin Che disappeared, Lu Yu's heart ached from time to time. The blood from Lu Chi's body stimulated Lu Yu's nerves. He didn't dare to think about whose blood it was.
Every time he thought deeply, it was like putting him into a meat grinder and torturing him repeatedly.
"My brother is really smart." Lu Chi grinned and took a step closer, putting his scarred face completely in Lu Yu's sight, as if showing off his "masterpiece". "Otherwise...Brother...how could you be willing to put down all your important things and come to see me in person?"
Lu Chi curled his lips, his eyes fixed on Lu Yu. The moment he turned around, he nonchalantly touched the wound on his face that was still bleeding with the back of his hand, and walked straight to the table behind him.
There was a silver kettle and two clean glasses on the table. Lu Chi picked up the kettle and slowly poured half a cup of water into one of the glasses.
He rolled up the corner of his clothes and roughly wiped his bloody hands, then raised his hand to push the glass of water to the side of the low table near Lu Yu, and raised his chin slightly to gesture.
"Drink some water." Lu Chi's voice was filled with false concern, but his eyes were full of malicious provocation and scrutiny. "You've run such a long way, brother, you must be thirsty."
Lu Yu's gaze stayed on the glass of water for less than half a second. He walked straight to a few steps away from Lu Chi and stopped. His tall figure brought an invisible sense of oppression. His eyes fell heavily on Lu Chi's face, as if he wanted to penetrate his crazy appearance and look directly into the distortion deep in his soul.
The smile on Lu Chi's face froze for a moment, as if he was a little annoyed that Lu Yu completely ignored his "good intentions", but he soon smiled nonchalantly again, "Brother..."
Lu Chi's voice suddenly lowered, trembling with nervousness, but his eyes were fixed on Lu Yu's, not missing any subtle changes on his face. "He told me himself... Lin Che said..."
Lu Chi deliberately paused for a moment, and looked at Lu Yu with satisfaction as his pupils shrank almost imperceptibly for a moment.
"...You don't love him at all. What's between you is just a cold contract marriage."
Lu Chi's words sank into Lu Yu's ears word for word. He leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with a sickly and stubborn light. Like a child asking for candy, he looked at Lu Yu with hope in his eyes, "Brother... I just... I just want to hear your truth."
Lu Chi's voice carried a slight tremor, almost like pleading, which he himself had not even noticed. It was the product of the fear and desire for a certain answer that he had buried deep in his heart and did not even dare to admit.
"You said," he stared at Lu Yu intently, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a desperate madness, "You said that you don't love him. As long as you say it..."
Lu Chi's breathing became rapid and his fingers were shaking slightly.
"...As long as you say with your own mouth that you don't love Lin Che and that you and he are just doing a deal...I will let him go immediately! Right now! I keep my word!" He almost roared, staring at Lu Yu's face.
Lu Chi subconsciously held his breath and clenched his fists. His bloodshot eyes stared at Lu Yu without blinking, like a believer waiting for an oracle, or like a death row prisoner waiting for the guillotine to fall.
Time is infinitely stretched at this moment.
All of Lu Chi's attention was focused on Lu Yu's face, which had cold lines and no emotion at all.
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