Chapter 212 Unexpected

In Cheng Jingyi's plan, he should have broken down Shen Yisui's psychological defenses step by step, watched him being humiliated and tortured, and finally committed suicide because he could not bear it.

In fact, everything did develop in the direction that Cheng Jingyi had envisioned at the beginning.

He built a cage for Shen Yisui that looked gorgeous on the outside, imprisoned him inside, and kept putting pressure on Shen Yisui as if he were playing with a wild animal.

Shen Yisui naturally understood his own situation. He resisted Cheng Jingyi's hints several times and tried to escape from the West District.

Cheng Jingyi turned a blind eye to this. Shen Yisui was now a prisoner. In Cheng Jingyi's view, everything he did was just a last-ditch struggle.

He would be happy to watch Shen Yisui slowly drowning in the black water.

After all, no matter how obedient Shen Yisui appears to be on the surface, the dark thoughts in his heart are no less than Cheng Jingyi's.

Cheng Jingyi was not fooled by Shen Yisui's appearance. In the process, he constantly forced Shen Yisui to submit to him, assigned countless tasks to Shen Yisui, and ordered Shen Yisui to wear a male servant's uniform and serve him tea and water every day.

Later I found out that these were all useless efforts.

Shen Yisui was blind and could not see anything, so these humiliating clothes ultimately only served to falsely satisfy Cheng Jingyi himself.

Cheng Jing thought for a moment, and soon he deliberately cut four or five large holes in Shen Yisui's clothes. The places he chose were all private areas, so that when Shen Yisui walked, the outline of his inner muscles could be exposed.

Cheng Jingyi watched him walk and finally felt happy.

His ultimate goal was to allow Shen Yisui to clearly feel the exposure of his skin, and also to deliberately stimulate Shen Yisui's increasingly tense nerves.

Shen Yisui seemed unaware and took it calmly.

Cheng Jingyi narrowed his eyes and monitored Shen Yisui's every move. Just when he thought Shen Yisui was completely unaffected, Shen Yisui suddenly ran out the door naked.

Cheng Jingyi's nerves jumped, and he quickly grabbed Shen Yisui and dragged him into the room. The door slammed shut, and Cheng Jingyi threw all the torn clothes on the ground onto Shen Yisui.

"Put it on! You have an exhibitionist fetish?!"

He thought he had finally driven Shen Yisui crazy.

But Shen Yisui sat back on the bed, his expression still indifferent. He threw his clothes back on the floor and smiled apologetically at Cheng Jingyi: "I couldn't find my clothes after taking a shower, so I thought someone took them away."

Cheng Jingyi glanced at the gray clothes on the ground and sneered: "Such a poor excuse, do you think I believe it?"

"Believe it or not." Shen Yisui stepped on the clothes on the ground. He stood up and wanted to go out again, "I'll go find it."

"There are zombies everywhere outside." Cheng Jingyi's voice rang out coldly behind Shen Yisui, "If you want to die, just go out naked like this."

Shen Yisui had already walked to the door. He grasped the door handle with his hand. He paused when he heard the sound. In just one or two seconds, he twisted the door handle down again.

"They tear you apart and eat you."

As soon as Cheng Jingyi finished speaking, the door closed in front of him.

The room was suddenly empty. Cheng Jingyi sat alone at the foot of the bed and curled the corner of his lip at the sight.

"I'll bite you to death, you bastard." Cheng Jingyi cursed. He took out a box of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and his chest felt heavy with anger.

A faint smoke lingered upwards, mixed into the cloudy air, and soon dissipated completely.

Cheng Jingyi watched the smoke disappear, and after a second or two of silence, he suddenly stood up and strode towards the door.

He held the doorknob, opened the door and saw Shen Yisui standing in front of the door. Shen Yisui was naked but his back was straight. He raised his eyelids at the sound, and his dark gray pupils looked at Cheng Jingyi silently.

"Heh." Cheng Jingyi knew at that moment that he had been tricked again. His anger more than doubled in an instant, and he pulled Shen Yisui back into the room without saying a word.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing." Shen Yisui lowered his eyes and said, "I just went out to find some clothes."

He added, "I didn't find it, so I came back."

"You haven't moved since you left the room. Do you think I don't know?" Cheng Jingyi mocked, "Shen Yisui, how important do you think your life is to me? Stop being ridiculous."

Shen Yisui remained unmoved: "Then why did you open the door?"

"Open the door and I'll beat you." Cheng Jingyi pulled Shen Yisui over. He sat astride Shen Yisui's legs, his eyes gradually darkening.

Shen Yisui frowned. He had always resisted this kind of thing, and now he showed an impatient expression: "I'm tired. I won't do it."

"I'm not tired. I want to do it." Cheng Jingyi pulled off his collar. He stared at Shen Yisui's expression and sneered, "Just lie down."

Shen Yisui loosened the strength in his hands.

Once something like this starts, it's hard to reverse it. Cheng Jingyi initially just hinted at Shen Yisui psychologically, and his purpose was the same as before, mostly threats and intimidation, but he didn't intend to force him.

Later, he got drunk one day. Cheng Jingyi usually had a good alcohol tolerance and was not easily drunk, but that day he felt dizzy and for some reason he talked a lot with Shen Yisui after returning home.

"Cheng Jingyi, I remember you. When I was a kid... you gave me a fruit basket. Everyone else had left, but you still remembered me and gave me some money."

"Those things...are you giving them to me?" Cheng Jingyi only felt his ears burning. Shen Yisui kept asking him the same question, which made his mind confused and his headache splitting.

"Is it for me? Is it for me? Who are you giving it to?"

Cheng Jingyi was a little annoyed by his noise. He wanted to push Shen Yisui away, but Shen Yisui pressed on him with all his strength, like a heavy mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

After trying twice without success, Cheng Jingyi simply gave up.

"If it's not for you, then who is it for? Shen Yisui, don't be ignorant..."

Shen Yisui's voice suddenly stopped, and he did not move, still pressing heavily on Cheng Jingyi. The weight of an adult male should not be underestimated, and Cheng Jingyi only felt his chest become more depressed.

"I knew it... you were given to Shen Yisui..."

Shen Yisui's voice lowered. The rustling sound around him continued. Cheng Jingyi only felt the light above his head flickering, and then his body and his mind fell into an unspeakable quagmire.

Cheng Jingyi was determined to win that night. The entanglement, panting, sweat...all these things intertwined together, and he could vaguely hear the pain that the person under him was enduring.

Cheng Jingyi narrowed his eyes. He showed no mercy and just pressed the man's body even harder.

When Cheng Jingyi woke up the next day, he was still somewhat dazed and confused. He sat there for a while, and then he realized something belatedly.

Shen Yisui was sitting next to him. He looked as if he had not slept all night. The dark circles under his eyes were dark and his body was covered with bleeding bite marks.

"you……"

Cheng Jingyi just opened his mouth, and Shen Yi casually turned his head. The corners of his eyes were red, and the tear fell into Cheng Jingyi's eyes just at the right place.

Cheng Jingyi's Adam's apple rolled, his emotions were churning at that moment, and he felt a little bit unbelievable about what he had done.

He actually gave Shen Yisui to...

"You're crying over such a small thing? What's there to cry about?" Cheng Jingyisi didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior. He glanced at Shen Yisui coldly, not feeling sorry at all, "Didn't I raise you just for..."

Shen Yisui kept his head tilted and didn't say anything. His hair hung down on both sides, covering most of his cheeks.

Cheng Jingyi's voice was hoarse and he seemed to be a little unhappy. He reached out to pull Shen Yisui to his side, but he didn't expect that when he reached out, he pulled a certain part behind him, which immediately stimulated his nerves and caused some pain.

Cheng Jingyi frowned, and he pressed one hand on the bed, pressing down with such force that the entire bed collapsed.

Realizing what happened, Cheng Jingyi's expression changed slightly: "Shen Yisui, what did you do last night...?"

Shen Yisui's eyes were moist, his eyelashes curled, and there was some obvious moisture: "Don't do this again in the future, it hurts."

"Shen Yisui--" Cheng Jingyi understood everything at once. His face looked gloomy and terrifying, and at that moment he wished he could tear Shen Yisui into pieces.

Shen Yisui still looked timid. Cheng Jingyi glared at him, then picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground and put them on.

His physical condition has always been superior to that of ordinary people. Although he has not done much to treat it now, he can still bear it.

Shen Yisui sat beside him in silence, his body covered with bite marks and occasional bruises. He looked like someone who had been bullied, but the reality was completely the opposite.

This damn thing... Cheng Jingyi's masseter muscles twitched. He looked at Shen Yisui coldly for a moment, put on his clothes and quickly rushed out.

That was the last time.

It seemed like a very bad start, and it happened countless times afterwards.

Cheng Jingyi was always unwilling to give up. Unwilling to give up, he started to practice many times.

The final result of practice is even more unwillingness.

Shen Yisui is undoubtedly very good at manipulating people's hearts. He is always more obedient than rebellious in front of Cheng Jingyi, but at certain moments he acts too embarrassed, as if he is really deeply humiliated.

Cheng Jingyi had always known that Shen Yisui was in disguise. From the day he fell into Cheng Jingyi's hands, he had disguised himself perfectly.

Cheng Jingyi knew that Shen Yisui was not a good person. He stayed with Cheng Jingyi and tried to kill her more than once.

The colorless poison in the water cup and the ice spike trap on the way back. Shen Yisui always kept his head down and kept silent one second, and was secretly plotting how to kill someone the next second.

Cheng Jingyi had seen through Shen Yisui's sinister intentions, and he humiliated Shen Yisui even more after returning. Whenever Shen Yisui frowned and remained silent to express his resistance, Cheng Jingyi would feel pervertedly satisfied.

Their abnormal and strange relationship lasted for nearly a month.

On the bed, they were mingling and rubbing their ears. However, there was not much emotion, just blood and flesh collision and fighting. And under the bed, they were the same canary and prisoner in the eyes of outsiders.

Cheng Jingyi thought that he had never really taken Shen Yisui to heart.

The man who had cost him half his life would never change his character so easily.

Although Shen Yisui had never attacked a zombie in front of him, Cheng Jingyi knew exactly what he did behind the scenes.

Cheng Jingyi was keeping an eye on Shen Yisui and was also wary of his every move.

Until a riot broke out among the zombies, Cheng Jingyi was shot by a hidden military gunman in the chaos.

Although it did not penetrate the fatal part, the bullet, which was designed specifically to deal with zombies, stopped at the edge of his ribs, and corrosive fluid continued to seep down at a rate of three to four millimeters per minute.

Because this is a newly developed bullet with special effects, there is no high-level zombie in the zombie group who can take it out.

Cheng Jingyi was also worried about letting the rest of the zombies touch his body. There were few good things about these zombies. In their eyes, human flesh was more important than power, and the crystal core of the zombie king was more attractive than human flesh.

Cheng Jingyi finally decided to do it himself.

He locked himself in the house and prepared the knives and suture threads needed for the operation.

Cheng Jingyi had removed all the bullets himself, but this time the bullet had penetrated deep into the skin and flesh on the side of the ribs. The surrounding flesh and tendons were corroded, which inevitably increased the difficulty of removing the bullet.

Shen Yisui entered the room at some point. As usual, he was holding a glass of boiled water in his hand and standing quietly at the door.

Cheng Jingyi tried three or four times but failed each time. A small bloody hole appeared at the location of his ribs, and the blood flowed out, exposing the white bones there.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. Sensing Shen Yisui's presence, Cheng Jingyi immediately showed a mocking expression, and looked in the direction of Shen Yisui with a cold gaze: "How did you get in?"

Shen Yisui was honest. He said, "I have the key. You gave it to me last time."

"Really?" Cheng Jingyi's pupils were deep and dark, and his gaze moved for a moment and stopped on the glass of boiled water in Shen Yisui's hand.

He smiled and said, "You really know how to seize the opportunity."

Shen Yisui never approached Cheng Jingyi on his own initiative before, but now that Cheng Jingyi was injured, he immediately approached him quietly.

Hearing the sound, Shen Yisui lowered his head and approached the cup in his hand. The boiled water in it had just been poured, and the hot steam rose up and splashed on his face.

"I'm just a little thirsty." Shen Yisui said.

After he finished speaking, he walked towards Cheng Jingyi and continued, "I know how to take this kind of bullet. I used to study these things in the East District."

Cheng Jingyi looked at him coldly: "Do you think I will believe you?"

"It's up to you." Shen Yisui didn't force it. He walked to the side with the cup of water, and continued to lower his eyes and remain silent.

There was a sense of emptiness and blood in the air. Cheng Jingyi tightly grasped the scalpel in his hand. The poison from the bloody hole in his chest was still seeping in, corroding his flesh and nerves.

"Come here." Cheng Jingyi took a deep breath. He grasped the handle of the scalpel tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.

He threw all the instruments needed for the operation to Shen Yisui.

Shen Yisui put down the cup in his hand, picked up the scalpel, and walked to Cheng Jingyi: "I'll help you take out the bullet, let me go out for a walk."

Cheng Jingyi glanced at him and said, "Take it out first."

"Okay." Shen Yisui didn't bother with Cheng Jingyi any more. He groped his hand towards Cheng Jingyi's chest and it didn't take him long to determine the position of the gun muzzle.