Chapter 87 Extra: Woof Woof
Bad luck! Really fucking bad luck!
She cried and complained all night about the poor guy Wu Suowei's "ungratefulness", but he remained unmoved. She was so annoyed.
The house is also cold and there is no vitality at all.
Where's the key? Hey, here it is.
Wang Shuo, drunk and irritable, roughly unlocked his bedroom door with his key.
The sound of metal rubbing against each other was particularly harsh in the empty corridor.
He kicked off his shoes and walked in in the dark without turning on the light, wanting only to fall headfirst onto the bed.
Back.
Smells like another woman.
The sound of keys... noisy.
In the darkness, his breathing, his footsteps, the foul smell of cheap perfume mixed with alcohol on his body... all made people sick.
Like mud, it stained the territory that belonged to him.
Why do you always have to go out? Why can't you just be with him like when we were kids?
Chains...it's time.
In the darkness, in the shadow by the window, a tall and silent figure stood silently.
In the darkness, Wang Zhen's eyes were like the pupils of an animal tempered with ice, staring intently at the figure who stumbled in through the door.
His fingers slowly tightened, and the cold touch of the metal chain spread from his palm to his heart.
"Fuck! What is that!" Wang Shuo's ankle was suddenly tripped by something cold and hard. Caught off guard, he lost his balance and fell forward heavily.
My chin hit the hard, cold floor, and a piercing pain instantly hit me.
I'm mostly sober.
He propped himself up awkwardly and looked back at his ankle in shock and anger.
The cold metal clamped tightly around my ankle.
With the faint moonlight coming in from the window, he could see clearly - a metal chain as thick as his little finger, shining with a cold light.
One end was locked on his feet, and the other end... was lost in the darkness deep in the room!
Fear was like an icy poisonous snake, instantly wrapping around my heart!
"Who?! Who the hell did it!" Wang Shuo screamed in horror, his voice sounding sharp and terrifying in the dark room.
He frantically tried to pry the chain around his ankle with his hands. The cold metal hurt his fingers, but he didn't move at all.
The chain stretched straight, making a rattling sound of metal colliding, which was particularly creepy in the dead silence.
From the depths of darkness, slow and clear footsteps were heard.
The leather shoes made a dull "puff puff" sound as they stepped on the thick carpet. Step by step, neither fast nor slow, it felt like they were stepping on the tip of Wang Shuo's heart.
A tall and thin figure walked out from the shadows, the moonlight outlining his pale, handsome but expressionless profile.
"Woof...Wang Zhen?!" Wang Shuo's pupils suddenly shrank as he stared at his brother who emerged from the darkness in disbelief. "Are you...are you crazy?! Let me go!"
At this moment in the moonlight, his brother's eyes were so sinister that it made his scalp tingle.
The voice was shaking. Scared? That's right.
Why go out? Why look at others?
Why...can't it just be mine? The sound of the chains is so beautiful.
Once locked, you can't escape.
forever.
Wang Zhen walked up to Wang Shuo and looked down at him.
The moonlight illuminated half of his face, while the other half was hidden in darkness. His eyes were empty, yet seemed to be burning with some crazy obsession.
He squatted down slowly, his movements carrying a kind of cold elegance.
"Wang Zhen! Let me go the fucking way! Do you hear me?" Wang Shuo was horrified by that look and struggled even harder, trying to pull back using his hands and feet, his chains rattling.
"I'm your brother! You're crazy! Untie me!"
Wang Zhen turned a deaf ear to his roars.
He reached out his hand, not to unlock the chain, but to grab Wang Shuo's flailing wrist.
The force was so great, like an iron clamp, that it instantly pinched Wang Shuo's wrist bones so hard that they hurt and felt as if the bones were about to break.
"Ah! Let go! It hurts!" Wang Shuo screamed in pain, and his struggling strength was instantly suppressed.
He looked at Wang Zhen's calm face so close to him, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"Brother?" Wang Zhen finally spoke. His voice was low and hoarse, like a rusty gear that had not been used for a long time turning. He was strangely calm. "Do you remember... I am your brother?"
He leaned closer, his cold breath spraying on Wang Shuo's face, his eyes fixed on Wang Shuo's face which was twisted with pain and fear. "Then why... do you always want to run away?"
He's not Wang Zhen! He's a madman! A monster!
"I didn't! I have to go to work! I have to attend a social event!" Wang Shuo was shocked, frightened, and angry. He tried to push Wang Zhen with his other hand, "Let me go! You lunatic! Pervert!"
"Madman? Pervert?" Wang Zhen repeated these two words. Something seemed to shatter in his empty eyes, and thick darkness and violence surged up.
The fingers holding Wang Shuo's wrist suddenly tightened!
The creaking sound of bones being squeezed can be clearly heard!
“Ugh!” Wang Shuo’s vision went black in pain, and he felt like his wrist was really going to break! Cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
Just when Wang Shuo thought his wrist was going to be broken, Wang Zhen loosened his grip.
Before Wang Shuo could catch his breath, the cold hand moved up like lightning and pinched his chin.
The force was so great that it almost broke his jaw, forcing him to tilt his head back and open his mouth, his cry of pain being strangled in his throat.
Wang Zhen’s face was very close, with the tip of his nose almost touching Wang Shuo’s cheek.
In those bottomless black eyes, there surged madness, possession, and a kind of pain and anger of betrayal.
"Social engagements?" He stared at Wang Shuo's forced open mouth, his eyes sinister as if he wanted to devour him alive. "Chi Cheng? Or... someone else?"
Every word is like a knife tempered by ice.
He's been watching me!
Extreme fear gripped Wang Shuo's throat. He couldn't make any sound and could only stare with wide eyes in horror at the familiar yet extremely unfamiliar face that was so close to him.
His jaw was pinched so hard that it hurt, and his saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.
Wang Zhen's gaze fell on Wang Shuo's lips, which were forced open, and the saliva flowing down gleamed in the moonlight.
His eyes darkened, as if he was attracted by something, but also as if he was suppressing a more violent impulse.
He suddenly lowered his head!
He's going to bite me?!
Wang Shuo closed his eyes in despair.
The expected severe pain did not come.
Instead, there was a cold and soft touch covering the lips!
Crushing down with irresistible force!
That's not a kiss, it's a bite, a mark, a punishment!
The teeth hit the lips heavily, and instantly there was a stinging pain and a strong smell of blood!
Wang Zhen's kiss roughly rolled over Wang Shuo's lips, and his tongue forcefully pried open his teeth that were clenched in pain and fear, conquering him with the smell of blood.
The cold fingers were still pinching his chin tightly, making it impossible for him to dodge at all.
It was a kiss full of rust and absolute control, a declaration of ownership.
The smell of blood filled my mouth! Icy air poured in! Suffocating! Nausea! Humiliation!
Wang Shuo's mind was blank, leaving only a strong physiological nausea and a fear that penetrated deep into his bones.
He twisted his body desperately. His locked ankles hurt so much, his wrists hurt, and his jaw felt like it was about to break.
The chains rattled madly, struggling in vain.
Tears mixed with humiliation and pain flowed uncontrollably from my eyes.
I don’t know how long it took, but just when Wang Shuo thought he was going to suffocate, Wang Zhen finally let him go.
He raised his head, panting, his lips stained with a glaring red, and he couldn't tell whether it was Wang Shuo's blood or his own.
He extended his tongue and slowly licked the blood from the corner of his lips, his movements carrying a sense of cruelty and weirdness.
He looked at Wang Shuo's face, which was as pale as paper, with traces of tears and swollen and cracked lips. His empty eyes were filled with satisfaction and a deeper, unresolvable dark obsession.
He leaned over, pressing his cold lips to the side of Wang Shuo's violently heaving neck, feeling the frantic pulsation beneath the fragile blood vessels. His voice was as low as a devil's whisper:
"It tastes good." He paused, stroked the cold chain on Wang Shuo's ankle with his fingers, and let out a satisfied sigh.
"From now on... just stay at home and don't go anywhere."
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