3-31: Rescue
[Reading tip: There is no campus romance plot. The main character is an adult and has graduated; their relationship is legitimate.]
The red-haired man wrapped his arm around the boy's slender waist, his eyes filled with barely concealed desire.
He looked at the boy's originally fair face, where a faint, ambiguous blush appeared due to the alcohol.
And those eyes that were moistened with water.
This only fueled their desire to make a move.
Huaiyan felt completely dizzy, couldn't hear anything, and felt weak all over.
He was easily led out of the bar by the two men.
During this time, Huaiyan's consciousness became somewhat blurred; he only knew that...
Finally, the boy was placed on a soft, large bed.
Huaiyan could no longer resist the drowsiness brought on by the medication.
He closed his eyes completely.
-
"Where's Huaiyan?!"
When Gao Jia came out of the restroom, this was the scene she saw.
Xiang Yang slumped in the booth, and Jiang Yuxing helplessly helped him up little by little.
Gao Jia felt a chill in her heart and raised her voice, asking, "Was Huaiyan here when you came back?!"
Jiang Yuxing was taken aback.
He then looked around but did not see the familiar figure of the boy.
"What's wrong? Xiao Yan is missing?" Jiang Yuxing frowned. "I thought he was with you."
Gao Jia was now completely panicked.
He paced anxiously in circles, took out his phone, and made seven or eight calls to Huaiyan.
Without exception, Huaiyan did not answer the phone until the ringing stopped.
Xiangyang was also startled awake, and he followed the two of them to search the entire bar.
Only at the very end did the three learn of Huaiyan's whereabouts from the bartender at the bar.
The boy was led out of the bar by two strange men.
Jiang Yuxing frowned deeply, his temples throbbing.
He always felt a little uneasy.
It was as if something big was about to happen.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yuxing took advantage of the two people's inattention and opened a text message.
Then, he quickly typed a line of text.
After sending it, Jiang Yuxing breathed a sigh of relief.
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The next day, Huaiyan opened her eyes with some difficulty.
He had thought that the two men would take him away to do something else.
But the moment Huaiyan saw the ceiling, he froze.
The chandelier hanging from the ceiling told him that this was definitely not a hotel.
This is Bai Wenzhou's room.
Because the design of this custom-made chandelier was chosen by Huai Yan.
The chandelier, which cost 58,000 yuan, took almost half a month to arrive at my home.
Huaiyan felt her whole body stiffen and her mind go blank.
Countless questions flooded his mind.
Was it Bai Wenzhou who rescued him? How did the man find out? And what will he think of him?
For a moment, Huaiyan was filled with fear and anxiety, and her head was throbbing with pain.
"You're awake?" 073 sighed upon seeing this. "If you hadn't woken up, Bai Wenzhou would have gone crazy."
"What?" Huaiyan paused.
Then, 073 sighed and recounted the whole story in detail.
Last night, when Bai Wenzhou found Huai Yan, Huai Yan had already been stripped naked.
Bai Wenzhou somehow managed to arrive at the last minute.
The man rushed into the hotel room and punched the red-haired man in the face.
The red-haired man immediately collapsed off the bed and sought help from his companion.
However, neither of them has yet made any counterattack.
In an instant, three tall and burly bodyguards appeared in the room, each standing at least 1.9 meters tall.
The two were quickly subdued and struggled on the ground.
Bai Wenzhou had no interest in anything else.
He strode to the bedside, took off his coat, and wrapped it around the naked boy.
At this moment, Bai Wenzhou's low pressure was like the cold wind of winter, making it hard to breathe.
The rest is easy to explain.
The bodyguards took the two red-haired men to an unknown location.
Bai Wenzhou sped home, seemingly furious.
After giving Huaiyan a bath, the man sat listlessly by the bed.
I watched the boy for the entire night.
Huai Yan trembled inexplicably, his back broke out in a cold sweat, and he was somewhat afraid of Bai Wenzhou.
After all, just from hearing 073's retelling, he knew just how angry Bai Wenzhou was.
If the man doesn't arrive in time, everything will be over.
So, 073 lit a few candles for its host.
“Bai Wenzhou just went out,” 073 took a deep breath and said, “He’s probably in the living room now.”
Right now, the best option for Huaiyan is to admit her mistake.
Bai Wenzhou must be angry after something like this happened.
Putting aside the fact that Huaiyan had once again left without saying goodbye, she was almost raped...
Huai Yan trembled slightly, not daring to think any further.
The boy slowly sat up from the bed, stunned for a few seconds.
The clothes he was wearing were not the ones he wore to the class reunion yesterday.
Instead, it was a pure white, oversized shirt.
When the boy stood up, his shirt barely covered his pert buttocks.
The boy was also wearing cotton underwear, revealing his two long and straight legs.
Huaiyan nervously glanced around the room, wanting to put on another pair of pants.
But he didn't see any extra clothes in the room.
It seems that this was done intentionally by Bai Wenzhou.
The man is punishing him.
Having figured this out, Huaiyan tiptoed to the door, her heart pounding.
He carefully opened the door, and as he looked up, his eyelashes fluttered.
As expected.
Bai Wenzhou sat on the sofa in the living room, wearing a sharp suit.
Just seeing the man's figure made Huaiyan's legs go weak.
She followed closely, her almond-shaped eyes red, toward the man.
"Teacher Bai... Teacher Bai..."
The boy was thin and only wearing a shirt, which made him look even more endearing.
Especially those eyes, as red as a rabbit's.
But Bai Wenzhou just stared at the boy expressionlessly, without saying a word.
For a moment, the air in the living room seemed to freeze.
Huai Yan looked at the man timidly, her voice choked with sobs.
But after seeing Bai Wenzhou's chilling gaze...
Huaiyan shivered involuntarily.
What he feared most was Bai Wenzhou silently watching him without saying a word.
In situations like this, it means the man is truly angry.
Huaiyan was frightened by the man's gaze, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly.
"Teacher, teacher..." the boy sobbed, his words incoherent, "Please listen to me..."
As he spoke, the boy took a few steps forward, wanting to get closer to Bai Wenzhou.
The man on the sofa exuded an imposing aura without being angry, his low voice suggesting an impending storm.
His reaction to the boy's show of weakness was rather indifferent.
So the boy dared not approach again, his red, tearful eyes fixed intently on the man.
When Huai Yan met Bai Wenzhou's cold golden eyes again, it was as if he were drowning in a dark lake, and his heart almost stopped.
He could no longer bring himself to beg for mercy.
Bai Wenzhou's gaze was gloomy and sharp, and his voice was extremely cold and cruel.
The voice was like a curse, low and hoarse, pronouncing the boy's death sentence.
"Kneel down."
Huai Yan's breath hitched, and she looked at Bai Wenzhou in fear.
He stammered, trying to say something to defend himself.
But he couldn't make a sound; his heartbeat was almost out of control.
In the end, the boy obediently knelt on the soft carpet.
Even though he wanted to leave, the boy was still afraid of men.
Bai Wenzhou's anger is too terrifying; he can't just confront him head-on.
As soon as he knelt down, Huaiyan began to sob softly, panicked and at a loss.
He moved his knees closer to the man, his voice hoarse, "Teacher Bai...I..."
"Don't call me teacher," Bai Wenzhou stated calmly and indifferently. "I am not your teacher."
Huaiyan stopped crying instantly.
He looked at Bai Wenzhou in surprise, not quite understanding the meaning behind the man's words.
Huaiyan's mind went blank, and she was almost unable to think.
He could only climb onto the man's knees, silently shedding tears.
The boy's tears fell like a broken string, streaming down his face; he looked utterly pitiful.
Bai Wenzhou snorted coldly, his eyes filled with an undisguised, violent rage.
"Huai inkstone".
Bai Wenzhou pinched the boy's delicate chin and said through gritted teeth, "Do you know what would have happened if I hadn't gone last night?"
He looked at the boy's red and swollen eyes and pressed him for answers.
But Huaiyan couldn't answer.
All he knew was that Bai Wenzhou called him by his full name once again.
It's over.
In Huaiyan's heart, there are only these two words.
He sadly grasped Bai Wenzhou's hand and kissed the man's palm.
The boy trembled like a fledgling bird as he said, "Please... forgive me..."
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Wenzhou lifted his chin again.
The man's patience had run out.
He said, word by word, in the cruelest and most blunt language: "You will be taken advantage of by a stranger all night."
With a sudden buzz, Huaiyan's mind seemed to explode, leaving only a buzzing sound.
He instinctively felt that the man had misunderstood something, and with a wronged yet ingratiating expression, he pressed his face against the man's palm.
"No...no..."
In extreme panic, the boy's voice trembled, "They brought me there, I never expected this... Teacher Bai, I..."
Bai Wenzhou lowered his eyes and gently wiped away the boy's salty, wet tears.
But he still didn't soften his heart.
The man's dark gold eyes were filled with crimson blood vessels, like a demon emerging from purgatory, dark and obsessive.
"Is that so?" Bai Wenzhou asked in a deep voice, "Then why did you run away? Did you lie to me with outsiders?"
Huaiyan's voice went hoarse.
The boy's narrow eyes were red-rimmed, and he avoided looking directly at the man.
Bai Wenzhou, however, seemed to understand what the boy was thinking.
"Don't pretend to be pitiful."
Then he heard the man's cold, icy voice.
"If you run again..."
"I'll break your legs and lock you up."
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