Chapter 11 The Grinding Pain Li Xin leaned in and bit down, his tongue curling up.
Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Has Li Xin already made sufficient arrangements during this period?
Li Xin's parents were in an arranged marriage. Their relationship wasn't particularly good, but their interests were closely intertwined and inseparable.
Later, Li Xin's father had an extramarital affair, claiming to have found true love. He conspired with his mistress to poison Li Xin and her son's food while they were on vacation, and then set the house on fire.
Mother Li noticed something was wrong immediately. She grabbed Li Xin and pulled out the poisoned food that he hadn't fully swallowed.
However, he himself was poisoned and died because he consumed too much of it.
Although Li Xin survived, he developed anorexia as a result.
Every day after that, he plotted how to get revenge on the adulterous couple in the Li family.
Therefore, he endured and lay low, smiling faintly as he memorized every face he hated and loathed, waiting to collect the spoils one by one later.
"Su Jinmu" is naturally included.
Su Jinmu withdrew her gaze and silently clicked her tongue.
If I'm not mistaken, the old man on the other side should be Li Xin's maternal grandfather. I didn't expect them to join forces so quickly.
He needs to speed things up too.
Su Jinmu walked away.
He had something on his mind, so he didn't concentrate on eating the hotpot. That night, lying in bed, he drifted off into a dream.
In my dream, I was in a vast and magnificent manor.
The bleak winter sun hung overhead, and the air was chilling. Su Jinmu knelt on the ice, her body bound by ropes, unable to move, so stiff that blood could barely flow.
However, even the tightest rope could not suppress his coldness and fear.
He was shaking.
A long, slender, pale hand reached out in front of him, and his chin, which was numb with cold, strangely felt a trace of warmth as it was lifted up.
Su Jinmu recognized the person's face.
Li Xin lifted his chin with one hand and hooked the thick rope around his neck with the other, saying with a half-smile, "Young Master Su, how does it feel to be tied up?"
He lowered his body slightly and smiled, "When you kidnapped me at the Su family, I thought about how to get revenge every day."
Su Jinmu shivered; his lips were red and purple from the cold. He moved as if to speak.
Li Xin keenly noticed, and Shu Lan raised his lips, "Does the young master want to say something?"
Su Jinmu nodded with difficulty.
Li Xin smiled calmly and called over a bodyguard, "But I don't want to hear it. Come on, gag Young Master Su too."
The rough hemp rope was quickly pulled into his lips and teeth, pressing down on his mouth and tongue. His soft oral cavity was rubbed raw and swollen, making it impossible for him to utter a single word.
Su Jinmu opened her eyes wide in anger.
grass.
When did he ever tie him up?!
Su Jinmu woke up in a huff, sat up in the dark room, pinched her brow hard, and cleared her head a bit.
This is the plot from the original text.
In the original text, he kidnapped Li Xin, but he hasn't done so now.
Was it because he witnessed Li Xin meeting with his maternal grandfather that he dreamed about these things?
But so far, his efforts to torment Li Xin have been far less effective than Li Xin's methods.
Su Jinmu was so angry about the scene in her dream that her head was throbbing.
Kidnapping people, huh? Fine.
Su Jinmu smirked, opened her phone, and impulsively placed an order for a bundle of long rope.
The next day, Su Jinmu called Li Xin into her room. The rope, delivered by express courier within the same city, had arrived. Because it was late at night and her eyesight was poor, she bought a red one.
Su Jinmu sat on the edge of the bed and stepped on the soft carpet with a blank expression.
Li Xin spotted the bright red rope on the pure white carpet at a glance. Without asking, he obediently knelt down on one knee in front of Young Master Su, raised his hand to hold the other's ankle, and remained indifferent and dignified.
Is this force appropriate?
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu withdrew her foot and pointed to a distance in front of her, "Stand still."
Li Xin was very obedient and stood over obediently. Su Jinmu picked up the red rope, opened her phone, and followed the instructions. First, she tiptoed and put the rope around Li Xin's neck, then crossed it around his waist.
Li Xin raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling the rope cross behind his waist and then wrap around back. He smiled, a smile that was ambiguous, and said, "Didn't you say last time that you wouldn't play with me?"
Changed your mind again?
"Shut up."
Su Jinmu's emotions from the dream have lingered to this day; she's not in a good mood, and she tightens her grip.
Li Xin let out a low groan, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.
What are they trying to do?
Following the tutorial, Su Jinmu tried to recreate the scene of being bound hand and foot in his dream. He was nimble and quickly completed most of the task, but looking at the boy with thin clothes and red ropes wrapped around him, he felt something was wrong.
Su Jinmu blinked blankly.
"Hmm..."
Li Xin let out a muffled groan, his gaze fixed on him. The red rope tightened around his thin clothes, outlining the clear muscle divisions against his pale skin.
The visuals... um...
"Does the young master like to play like this?" Li Xin asked with a half-smile. "It's alright, I'm not afraid of pain, you can tighten it a bit."
Su Jinmu: "...?"
That doesn't seem right.
Su Jinmu scrolled to the end of the tutorial video and saw the name of the finished product: Couple's Love Fun Knot.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Holy crap.
Holy crap!!
He seemed to have tied it a little too tightly, leaving a red mark on Li Xin's arm. His breathing became shallow and rapid, and he raised the corners of his mouth, "Young Master, what are you looking at your phone for? Look at me, I'm prettier than that person on your phone."
Li Xin smiled, his eyes thick and sticky, as if they held a deep, captivating power.
Su Jinmu's head was buzzing from a nightmare, and she subconsciously avoided eye contact, taking the scissors and cutting the nearest spot first.
But there are many knots, so it won't fall apart just because you cut it.
"Knock knock knock".
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, a hurried sound. Su Jinmu looked at the boy in front of her, who was still haphazardly bound, and her scalp tingled inexplicably.
Jiang Jing's voice rang out from outside, "Second Young Master Su, have you seen Brother Li?"
Su Jinmu glanced at Li Xin, his mind racing. He had previously thought that the main characters were not behaving properly, as Jiang Jing did not react at all when he bullied Li Xin.
Perhaps his bullying wasn't strong enough.
However... it's possible right now.
Su Jinmu met the boy's heavy eyes for a moment, then half-opened the door. "It's in my room. What's wrong?"
Jiang Jing and Qiao Tingrui were outside. The door was half-open, and they could see half of Li Xin's body kneeling on the carpet with his legs spread apart. Jiang Jing's eyes widened, and he stammered, "I asked him to go water... the flowers..."
Jiang Jing was bewildered. "What is this...?"
What are you doing?
Qiao Tingrui, standing a little off to the side, craned his neck to take a look, then instantly covered his mouth, his eyes gleaming.
Su Jinmu felt a sudden heat in her ears as she looked at Jiang Jing's bewildered gaze. Jiang Jing blinked and said, "Second Young Master Su, do you practice figure drawing? Then I can be your model. Brother Li's proportions are a bit too exaggerated."
Inside, Li Xin let out a muffled chuckle.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu's ears suddenly turned red. "If he won't water it, you can water it yourselves."
After saying that, he slammed the door shut.
Li Xin stared at the bright red earlobe, his gaze darkening slightly. "Young Master seems to be quite interested in Jiang Jing."
When "bullying" him, he would always glance at Jiang Jing from time to time.
Li Xin's eyes darkened.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu stared at Li Xin, trying not to look at the red rope on his body. After a pause, she tilted her head and asked, "Don't you think he... cares about you quite a bit?"
Li Xin paused, looking intently at him, "He cares about me? He seems to care more about the young master."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Yes.
It could be because he awakened, or it could be because a butterfly flapped its wings.
In short, he saw no redemptive sentiment in either of them.
The redemption storyline between the main characters has completely fallen apart.
Similarly, if the protagonist's redemption storyline collapses, his fate as a vicious cannon fodder character might also change.
But he couldn't afford to gamble.
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, intending to first untie the couple's rope knot on Li Xin's body.
He reached out, his fingertips hooking into the gaps in the rope, pressed tightly against the boy's skin. Li Xin's eyes were dark, and he watched his movements with a slight smile. "Young Master, you're not playing with me anymore?"
"Knock knock knock".
There was another sudden knock on the door.
Su Jinmu's temples throbbed; she had a sudden, uneasy feeling. Jiang Jingqiao had just left, and he probably wouldn't be back...
"Xiao Mu." The older brother's voice came from outside.
...Big brother?
How did he get here?
Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, her gaze quickly sweeping around the room, but she couldn't find a place where someone could hide.
Li Xin raised an eyebrow and knelt on the ground. "What, Jiang Jing knows that you're playing me, but not the eldest young master?"
Su Jinmu was exasperated. "...Stop talking nonsense."
The knocking on the door sounded again. Su Jinmu was a little anxious. With great strength, she lifted Li Xin, who was kneeling, and used her waist to pull him up by the rope behind his waist.
"Hmm."
The carpet was only laid in front of the bed; a long stretch of space remained uncarpeted.
Su Jinmu moved quickly, forcing Li Xin to rub his face down on the floor, letting out a muffled groan. He stood up and was then shoved into the bathroom bathtub. His lips, now even redder, were slightly pursed, revealing a suppressed expression. "Ugh..."
"...?"
Su Jinmu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that she must have rubbed herself on the ground earlier.
It shouldn't break.
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, not caring about it for the moment, glanced at him sideways, and whispered, "Don't make a sound."
He went out to open the door, and Su Zeya stood there, his cold expression softening slightly. "Xiao Mu, I heard you went out for hot pot yesterday?"
The smell of hot pot is strong and difficult to wash, so the cleaning lady can easily spot it.
Su Jinmu nodded. "Is there something you need, brother?"
Su Zeya looked down at him, hesitating to speak, "You've been eating bland food before, and I'm worried your stomach might not be able to handle it. The kitchen lady cooked some porridge, would you like some?"
Xiao Mu's preference for light meals was also at his parents' request. He later learned that not long ago, when he returned from a business trip, Xiao Mu wanted to drink porridge instead of milk, but his parents refused.
Would you still be willing to drink it now?
Su Jinmu was still thinking about how Li Xin had been dragged to the ground and ground around by him, so she quickly nodded, "I want to drink, thank you, big brother."
Su Zeya calmed down, handed him a plate of pastries, and gave him some snacks to eat with him. They chatted briefly.
The door was quickly closed, and Su Zeya looked at the closed door in front of him, his eyes lowered slightly.
Su Jinmu quickly returned to the bathroom, not even having time to put down what she was holding.
Looking up, Li Xin was still bound haphazardly, entangled in red ropes, sitting in the porcelain white bathtub, breathing rapidly, his face carrying an unusual somber and bewitching look, his gaze biting at him like a predator, "Young Master."
There is noticeable swelling in some areas.
Su Jinmu: "..."
cough.
Did it get irritated during the grinding process?
Su Jinmu was unusually embarrassed. She put down her things and untied his ropes, glancing down at him. "I was a little hasty just now, you..."
He paused, then said, "Come out first."
Li Xin stared at him intently. Jiang Jing wasn't in a hurry when he knocked on the door, but he got anxious when Su Zeya knocked.
Li Xin sat motionless, his voice low and hoarse, his breathing still erratic, "My legs are numb from being tied up for so long."
Su Jinmu: "...Then I'll drag you out."
He reached out, grabbed the boy's arm, and pulled him closer.
Li Xin grabbed his wrist with his other hand, his eyes dark and fixed on him, his gaze unwavering. He said slowly, "No dragging, it'll hurt if we hit the ground too hard."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Li Xin lowered his eyes, his dignified and refined face expressionless, appearing strangely compliant. "Young Master, just tie him up already. Why drag it out? He's all swollen."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Is this really swelling?
Su Jinmu's ears burned. He looked away and coughed lightly. To be honest, he only had a nightmare about being tied up again. What happened after that was completely unexpected.
Su Jinmu looked around, avoiding the topic, and gave a dry laugh, "Then eat something to calm down and get up quickly."
He brought the porridge and pastries he had just brought in to Li Xin, but Li Xin didn't move at all, just stared straight at him, "Your hands are numb from being tied up."
Su Jinmu: "..."
You'd better be really numb.
Su Jinmu picked up a piece of pastry and held it straight to his mouth. Li Xin leaned forward slightly, his eyes still fixed on it, and bit into the soft pastry in Su Jinmu's hand.
The boy took a very small bite, only taking half. He pulled his fingers back, pinched the remaining half, and then offered it to the boy opposite him. The boy leaned forward and bit down, his tongue curling up, wetly rolling over his fingertips.
Su Jinmu's fingertips also felt numb for no reason.
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A few days later, on June 8th.
Li Xin's college entrance examination is over.
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