Chapter 109 Private Video "Wouldn't it be better to film it? Don't be so... "
Lu Jin pushed open the door to his house, and the house was eerily quiet.
Of course it will be quiet when no one is around.
But Lu Jin didn't want the current quiet at all.
There are fewer people.
The lights cast a gentle glow on the living room.
The floor lamp was chosen by Sang Li last month, who said it wouldn't hurt her eyes when playing games on the sofa.
However, Sang Li was not there.
Her shadow was everywhere in this room.
Her things were still there: the pair of white sneakers in the shoe cabinet, the thin jacket casually tossed on the sofa, and even the water glass on the corner of the table that Lu Jin hadn't put back in the kitchen.
Because Sang Li will come back.
Lu Jin remained silent for a moment, then changed his shoes.
He rarely felt melancholy; a heavy sense of powerlessness pressed on his chest, making it hard to breathe.
He went to the kitchen.
Almost instinctively, he took out the steak, seasonings, and wine.
He remembered that Sang Li loved this dish, with slightly crispy edges but still tender and juicy inside.
She always praised his steak.
The steak sizzled in the pan, filling the air with its aroma.
But when I sat down, the chair opposite me was empty, and the only sound was the light clinking of the knife and fork against the porcelain plate, which seemed particularly lonely.
Lu Jin finished eating it bite by bite.
He had always been indifferent, and in the past, whether in the orphanage or in the administration bureau, he had never felt that "loneliness" was an emotion worth caring about.
But at this moment, it felt like a heavy rain was pressing down on my chest, seeping in little by little.
He raised his hand and took out his phone.
The screen lights up, and that name appears in the contacts.
【Sang Li】
His fingertip hovered over the send box, wanting to say "Where are you?", but before he could type the first word, he put it down.
Being monitored.
Once it's sent out, it might expose her.
I need to hold back now.
He placed his phone face down on the table, took out a cigarette, and lit it.
When Sang Li was around, I never smoked in the house, except for that one time in the bathroom.
Smoke swirled and rose under the dim yellow light. He leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the window.
The night was deep.
The rain was heavy and dense, as if it were trying to wash away the entire world.
Lu Jin watched quietly as the cigarette between his fingers burned to the end, but he didn't light a second one.
Only the emptiness in my heart gradually grew.
Lu Jin's mind was filled with thoughts of Sang Li.
The air in her absence seemed to hollow out the entire room, leaving only smoke and the sound of rain.
Loneliness and repression gradually weighed on him.
Control intervention.
No, those parts that were taken away were precisely about her?
What if this isn't the first time I've fallen in love with Sang Li?
Given his personality, he would never easily let go of anyone. If he had truly loved, he would surely have left a mark.
It definitely will.
The thought was like a nail, embedded in my mind.
If there are traces, there must be evidence.
Lu Jin suddenly stood up, walked to the study, and opened the bottom shelf of the cabinet.
The dusty box was dragged out, filled with some discarded old items.
I don't know when it was tidied up, it hasn't been opened in a long time.
They were all documents, electronic products, and books.
He quickly found an old computer.
The casing has some scratches, the screen is covered in dust, and the power button is almost unresponsive.
Subconsciously, it told him that this was the one.
He plugged it in, took a deep breath, and pressed the power button.
Amidst the crackling of electricity, the screen gradually lit up, as if awakening a long-dormant monster.
A blue startup screen appears, familiar yet distant.
Lu Jin stared at the screen, his heart suddenly racing.
However, the next second, a sudden headache struck.
Violent, like a sharp awl drilling into the skull!
Lu Jin could barely stand, pressing one hand firmly against his temple and the other hand bracing himself on the table.
The light before my eyes distorted into fragmented images, mixed with blurry human figures and broken sounds.
“Lu Jin…”
The voice was ethereal, yet it seemed to emanate from the depths of memory.
He suddenly looked up, breathing rapidly, cold sweat dripping down his chin.
It was Sang Li's voice.
But it doesn't seem like her.
Have I started hallucinating from missing you so much?
Lu Jin slowly exhaled, his palms were soaked, and his fingertips hesitated for a long time on the touchpad.
The computer's interface was completely blank after startup, with no suspicious files.
He squinted, forcibly suppressing the throbbing headache.
If it's really empty, why did I experience that almost brain-tearing pain the moment I turned it on?
Therefore, it can only be said that he did not open it in the correct way.
He suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
My fingers moved across the keyboard, typing out a password that was already deeply ingrained in my mind.
The screen flickered briefly and then redirected.
Different passwords can open different account files.
A completely different desktop.
On the desolate interface, there was only a lonely folder.
【Sang Li】
The folder's name was so jarring that it almost suffocated Lu Jin instantly.
really.
The date marked below is the year before he arrested Sangli.
Lu Jin's heart pounded violently in his chest, and his breathing became rapid.
None of this is unfounded speculation.
Click to open.
The photos and videos came into view in rows, neat and restrained, with a morbid sense of obsession.
Many, many files.
Lu Jin's throat tightened as he stared at the first photo, his fingertips unconsciously pressing a button.
The image jumps out.
A white bathrobe draped loosely over her body, the light making her shoulders and neck appear as smooth and lustrous as jade. Outside the window, the city shrouded in a hazy, luxurious night.
It should be a five-star hotel somewhere.
He was stunned.
Breathing almost stopped.
The photo only showed his back, yet it carried a familiar feeling that made his heart pound.
The next moment, a video started playing automatically on the screen.
Sang Li reappeared in the center of the screen, leaning against the sofa, her eyes bright and her smile captivating.
"Wouldn't it be better to take a picture? Don't be so awkward, you're acting like a virgin."
Lighthearted teasing.
Lu Jin clenched his fists and his throat bobbed.
What's going on?
Are you filming yourself?
Erotic videos?
wrong.
He didn't take the picture.
She asked him to take the picture.
When did Sang Li develop this hobby?
The tone was so natural, the gaze so direct; it wasn't flirting, but rather a kind of certainty.
The Sang Li in the video is completely different from the person he knows now.
He has a calm and confident demeanor, as if everything is under his control.
Lu Jin held his breath, his mind buzzing.
The video continues playing.
Facing the camera, Sang Li's bathrobe hung loosely on her shoulders, the neckline wide open, her snow-white skin gleaming coldly under the light. She leaned lazily against the sofa, looking directly at the camera: "Hey, what are you standing there for? Still shaking? It can't be that bad, Lu Jin."
Even though it was just through the screen, Lu Jin could feel a restless excitement that made his heart pound.
It's not an emotional turmoil, but a more primal, physiological instinct.
It's like being sewn into my bones and blood by invisible needles and threads, being held firmly by her.
He didn't know this Sang Li; he liked... the Sang Li he met later.
Cute, lively, and vigorous.
This Sang Li is aloof, sexy, and alluring, like a beautiful flower blooming from hell.
In the video, Sang Li beckoned with her finger, her smile nonchalant: "Come and kiss me. Weren't you pretty good yesterday?"
As she spoke, the hem of her bathrobe slipped slightly, revealing glimpses of her curves.
Beyond the video, Lu Jin's blood was surging.
In the video, Sang Li suddenly changed her tone, a hint of mockery in her eyes: "Oh right, you said you were going to kill me last time. How? In bed?"
The laughter was light and crisp, an untamed arrogance.
Outside the screen, Lu Jin's mind went completely blank.
This woman is incredibly audacious.
Why did Sang Li become like this?
No, why did Sang Li become the person I knew later?
How much of her memory did she lose?
The scene continues. Sang Li suddenly stands up, her bathrobe slipping slightly with her movement. She walks in front of the camera, reaches out without warning, snatches the camera from Lu Jin's hand, and tosses it aside. The camera rolls and falls onto the bed.
The image suddenly shook and then froze at a certain angle.
Lu Jin narrowed his eyes; the person appearing in the camera lens was indeed himself.
There is absolutely no possibility of misidentification; it is not a "clone," but him.
He recognized that face, that expression, even that...
The timing and the wound both match up perfectly.
Such an important matter, and I was forced to forget it.
In the video, she showed an unprecedented infatuation, almost throwing herself onto Sang Li.
He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace, his voice low and deep: "Why did you record this?"
Sang Li raised an eyebrow: "I'm afraid you'll forget me."
In the video, he said without hesitation, "I will not forget."
Sang Li leaned down, close to the camera, her eyes suddenly shifting, and coldly said to the lens, "Why wouldn't I?"
Her eyes were dark, as if they could penetrate the screen and directly hit Lu Jin, who was sitting outside the screen at that moment.
Meanwhile, in the video, Lu Jin had already picked her up, his movements urgent and fierce, pressing her into his arms and lowering his head to kiss her chest hard.
The screen suddenly shook, and breathing and suppressed sounds intertwined, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.
Lu Jin, watching from outside the screen, had a stiff back, but his blood felt like it was boiling.
He forced himself to open the next file.
The video content is more explicit and intense than before.
In the video, his voice was low and hoarse, mixed with panting, as he kept uttering words he never thought he would come out of his own mouth.
"...I will not leave you."
"Together forever."
Even if it means death, I will never let you go.
His tone was intense and frantic, as if he had been completely bewitched.
Sang Li, however, only smiled throughout.
The smile was faint and emotionless, yet captivating.
She neither agreed nor responded; she simply watched him quietly.
It's like watching a wild beast trapped in a cage, left to struggle with desires and emotions.
Lu Jin stared at the screen, his breathing growing colder and colder.
This is what "seduction" truly means.
At that time, I was like a completely out-of-control animal, being led around.
His heart was pounding and his throat was dry, but he had no physical reaction whatsoever.
The burning blood gradually cooled, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over its head.
He continued watching the later videos.
More and more.
Different places, different times.
Hotels, apartments, and even rest stops during missions.
But the content is the same.
These were all scenes he was unwilling to acknowledge, scenes that were too disgusting to bear.
Moreover, in some scenes, he even adjusted the angle himself and pressed the shutter button.
Lu Jin stared at the screen, his gaze gradually hardening.
If the initial videos were guided by Sang Li, then these later ones are proof of his own loss of control.
However, even such a explicit video did not arouse any physical desire after I calmed down.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down.
Soon, he picked up his pen and paper again and began to organize everything.
schedule.
First, he and Sang Li had known each other for a long time, and he had arrested her many times, but he had forgotten about it.
Second, they had a relationship a year before she was arrested.
Third, I lost that memory.
Fourth, the BEAM Administration recaptured Sang Li and succeeded. Then, they took over his current memories.
Before being taken in, Sang Li deliberately seduced him.
He always believed that the wound on his hand was inflicted by Sang Li during his capture, making Sang Li an addiction he couldn't break. No, their connection went much further, even becoming intertwined.
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