Chapter 68 Sacrifice the bird and tie yourself to the door with the charging cable...
On the way to the rental house, Bai Ling felt extremely complicated.
Reason told him that he should not take Yu Chen to that kind of place again. That damp and moldy little room hides a lot of messy pasts. He would uncontrollably show nervousness and panic, even if it was so slight that a normal person could not notice it, it would definitely not escape the old man's eyes.
But there was a dirty voice in Bai Ling's heart, encouraging him -
Peel it off for him to see.
Let his calloused fingers touch your wounds.
Bai Ling's breathing became disordered by this thought. He turned his head to breathe, hoping that the cold air would wake him up.
But he forgot that he was being held by Yu Chen, and when he turned his head, it was still him. He was surrounded by the elder's steady aura, soaked and filled with undisguised love and affection, and even his breathing became fragile.
The dark and dirty exterior wall of the rental house was right in front of me. It was dark and I couldn’t see the bloody handprints on the steps.
But Bai Ling knew that "Old George" was there. Once he steps over that step, his most shameful past will be exposed layer by layer.
Bai Ling's missing right leg became sore and painful, and he stopped.
Yu Chen did not ask the reason, but just raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the building, a remnant of the welfare policy of the old era.
It used to be a free dormitory, but now it has been used for other purposes. Lights of various shades of gray can be seen through the narrow windows, each with its own dimness. The people who live here are poor and miserable, doing all kinds of undignified jobs to survive.
Yu Chen vaguely remembered that he had been here before.
In that dream.
It’s just that he doesn’t have a clear memory. Dreams are just dreams, and details are always missing and jumpy. He only remembered entering the room that was so small that it could not be called a house.
One time I was blind and touched the hot body temperature of the bird on the stake. Another time it was visible, taking away the remains of the stake bird.
Now, the young man brought him back here again.
Just like a stray dog biting his trouser leg, it was cautious and observing, wanting to show him the garbage pile where the toy ball was hidden.
"Which floor do you live on?" Yu Chen asked.
"There..." Bai Ling pointed, not daring to look him in the eyes.
Yu Chen looked in the direction of the finger and saw a window buried in the concrete floor, so narrow that it was only twenty centimeters high.
Its smallness contrasts sharply with the height of the entire building, as if it is a piece of soul that was pressed into the ground when the building is about to collapse, struggling and suffocating silently.
Now he understood why the bird often lay on the large French window of his master bedroom and looked out when he was not paying attention.
For a bird, living in a cramped basement is like breaking its wings and stifling its nature.
Bai Ling heard the mermaid lower her voice intentionally or unintentionally, and asked him in a coaxing tone:
"Can I come in?"
Ask for advice politely.
Bai Ling suddenly raised his head and looked at the other person's deep and handsome face, his fingertips trembling with nervousness.
He felt a little regretful. How could a man like Yu Chen, who wouldn't even eat a rotten apple, walk into a place where sewage was flowing? With so much shame in his heart that his gums ached, he forced himself to lift his legs and take a step, saying with extreme stiffness:
"welcome."
This is how he tricked Mr. D in his previous life.
Taking advantage of the other person's kindness and intolerance, you push them into the quagmire.
Yu Chen followed him through the dimly lit hall, turned into an inconspicuous corner, opened the door, and saw a dim staircase extending downwards, as if it could lead directly to hell.
The bird whispered, "Be careful with your head."
The stairs here are very low, and Bai Ling was afraid that he would hit his head.
The walls of the stairwell were painted all over with obscene words and advertisements for the sale of unfertilized eggs. The air was humid, and one could hear the cracking sound of the ceiling as one walked.
When I reached the last step, I unexpectedly stepped into a puddle.
Yu Chen lowered his head and glanced. Water seeping from somewhere was flooding the upper of his shoes. He lifted his ankle and shook the toes of his shoes. He could still feel the dampness and coldness seeping in through the small holes carved in the leather shoes.
The bird tightened its voice and said, "I'll wipe it for you."
As he spoke, he was about to squat down, as if this building and all this bad environment were caused by him.
His face was flushed with a sickly color, and his beautiful features seemed to be shattered. Seeing this, Yu Chen sighed, dragged him by the waist, and picked him up.
Like pearls and treasures.
Bai Ling's body immediately went from cold to hot. He threw all his face aside and wrapped his arms around the other person's neck without a care in the world.
He began to whisper Yu Chen's name in his mind again.
It was as if it was a special medicine that could suppress all the pain.
When I arrived at the door, the process of unlocking it was not smooth. The keyhole seemed to be blocked by something. It should be the work of the naughty children in this building.
Bai Ling was good at dealing with such troubles. He poked the key in little by little, pulled out the note, and without even looking at it, he directly dragged Yu Chen into the house.
"Click", the door was locked by Yu Chen.
Bai Ling shuddered for some reason and whispered, "Please sit anywhere."
However, the room was only three steps wide at most, and not only were the walls bare, there wasn't even a decent chair. Yu Chen stroked the rusty bed rail and sat down without any concern. The mattress creaked softly, like the fragmentary prelude to the song that was about to be played.
It's too narrow here, the mermaid's long legs are about to reach the door.
Bai Ling took off his down jacket, reached into his pocket, and touched a small zinc paper bag. The seal on the edge made his hand itchy.
Yu Chen turned his head and looked at his bent waist.
The bird stood up, but there was nothing in its hands. Its lips trembled slightly as it said:
"If you can't wear it, don't wear it."
After saying that, he lowered his head, took off his wet outer pants, and pulled his thin calves out of the trouser legs of his jeans. His calves were tight, with some indentations on the skin and a vertical line of red.
Then he bent down, pried open the inside of his prosthetic leg, and checked the battery level.
【12%】
If the action is too intense, the power may be cut off in the middle.
"Let me charge it."
The entire basement was not originally intended for living. The rooms were clearly separated by partitions, leaving little space for burying electrical wires.
At least in this room, there is only a socket in the corner of the door.
Yu Chen watched the other person walk over, with half of his foot in his shoe, his ankle exposed, looking like he was ready to kick him at any moment.
He was wearing a warm sweater on his upper body and only a pair of black sports shorts with white edges, and the fabric was washed gray. The straight and slender legs stretched out from the loose shorts and swayed in front of Yu Chen's eyes.
Under the delicate skin of the legs is the cold steel prosthesis.
The light in the room was blue, shining down at an angle. The patchwork leg was squatting on the ground with its knees bent deeply. An electric wire was inserted into a narrow interface, and the other end was connected to a black charger, which was pinched by the bird and forced into the socket.
This absurd picture can easily arouse people's strange desire for destruction.
With a beep, the charging started, and Bai Ling said, "It's done."
He glanced at the gloomy look, grabbed the edge of the sweater with both hands, raised his head to take it off, folded it neatly and put it aside, and said with messy hair:
"I'm charging, come on."
This bird tied itself to the door with a charging cable.
Yu Chen could see that the other party was very nervous. It's not a vigilance of resistance, nor a rejection of the alpha, but a sense of awkwardness in the face of unknown contact.
Very strange.
Yu Chen briefly recalled the past conversation. The falcon always hinted at him, intentionally or unintentionally, telling him that he was experienced, had controlled many alphas, had seen all kinds of them, and even did not take alphas seriously at all. In addition, the other party has many strange habits, coldness, constant lows, inexplicable desires, and will shrink their hands and feet like a mimosa when he touches them.
He couldn't handle being dominated during intimate interactions.
In other words, his painful past did not allow him to give alpha too much of a green light.
The checkup sheet full of red circles appeared in front of Yu Chen's eyes: false estrus, damage to the reproductive cavity... As an omega, being afflicted with these two diseases means completely bidding farewell to the joy of gender.
In the past, this bird might have regarded this activity only as a channel to relieve pain, or to complete a task.
Rather than gaining pleasure.
He would associate it with pain and be afraid of being controlled or subjugated, so even if he took the initiative to stand in front of him, with the freshness of a teenager and a carefreeness that was not in line with his age, there was always a strong sense of sacrifice around him.
When others seek a mate, they are asking for love.
His proposal to Yu Chen was a sacrifice.
This is also why Yu Chen never really ate him.
Yu Chen is not a young man who is in a hurry. At his age, no matter what he does, there are various related considerations.
He will not hesitate to take action when he thinks it is appropriate. Similarly, if he feels that the time is not right, he will be more inclined to indulge himself and have a taste of it rather than kill the goose that lays the golden eggs and ruin the long-term pleasure in the future.
Yu Chen would not let him collapse in his hands.
So, Yu Chen said slowly: "Turn your back, put your hands on the door, and stand with your legs ten centimeters apart."
Bai Ling's lower abdomen tightened and he opened his lips as if to say something, but finally he obeyed this command that didn't sound like an order and turned his back as he requested.
There is a small hole on the door so you can see people passing by in the corridor outside.
A drunk man who was returning home at night passed by talking and laughing loudly with his friends, causing Bai Ling's ears to buzz. For a moment, he did not notice and a hand reached out in front of him.
The hand first gently stroked his lower abdomen twice, then roughly squeezed it, ignoring his panic, leaned over and whispered in his ear:
"Don't look back, imagine me."
"yes……"
"Are you not used to being dominated?"
Bai Ling was in a daze for a while, and tried his best to calm his voice, "If it's you...it's OK."
Yu Chen said in a soothing tone, "You need some training."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party pinched his waist and pressed down without saying a word. The soft texture of the old man's high-end trousers was passed against his skin. He fell forward on the dirty door panel, and his arms couldn't stop shaking.
With its head lowered and its fingers clenched with unprecedented strength, the bird said hoarsely, almost begging:
"Teach me a lesson."
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