Chapter 13 Ring the bell "The person ran away"
Chapter.thirteen
When Chen Qiudu woke up, he was already in his room. He stretched his body and rubbed his sleepy eyes, only to feel that a ray of light was blocked.
It was Wen Jiangchu. He was standing in front of the desk with his back to him, his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was looking at.
Chen Qiudu opened his mouth, but his dry throat made no sound. So he simply stood up, walked softly, and tried to peek at Wen Jiangchu from behind.
Sunlight filtered into the house through the window. Wen Jiangchu's shoulders just covered Chen Qiudu's figure, but because of his height, Chen Qiudu had to stand on tiptoe to get his head out from under Wen Jiangchu's shoulders.
But Chen Qiudu underestimated Wen Jiangchu's reaction ability.
As soon as he opened his eyes a little, Wen Jiangchu reacted immediately and turned around quickly. However, Shen Qiudu's nose hit Wen Jiangchu's hard bones hard. The sudden pain forced Shen Qiudu to take a few steps back and finally fell on the bed.
“Hiss…it hurts—”
Chen Qiudu raised his hand to cover his nose, frowning physiologically, and suddenly his body was enveloped by a warm breath, followed by a pleasant fragrance.
"Qiu Du! Sorry Qiu Du, are you okay?"
Wen Jiangchu hurriedly half-knelt on the ground, raised his head slightly and covered Chen Qiudu's cheek with concern, wanting to check it out, but Chen Qiudu subconsciously avoided him.
"I...I'm fine."
"Wen Jiangchu, what were you looking at just now?"
Wen Jiangchu was stunned for a moment, then he put his hands behind his back and pushed them in again. He smiled and said, "Qiu Du, do you want to know?"
Perhaps it was the action of crossing the line yesterday that made Chen Qiudu's brain stuck. He nodded blankly, his cheeks were steaming hot, and the intertwined breaths became the undulating waves that covered the emptiness.
"Then hold out your palm."
Chen Qiudu opened his hand towards Wen Jiangchu, and then a trumpet creeper that looked like it had just been picked up appeared in his palm, with some morning dew still on the petals.
"Look, it's trumpet creeper."
"Qiu Du's pheromone, that's it. Qiu Du can smell it."
Chen Qiudu's breathing became heavier. He stared at the trumpet creeper in the palm of his hand and carefully brought it in front of him.
The fragrance of trumpet creeper is slightly sweet but not greasy.
This smell made Shen Qiudu's mind explode instantly, and memories of the past invaded his eyes.
He still remembers the first susceptible period after differentiation. The whole house was filled with this smell. His mother held him in her arms and tried to make him feel comfortable, while his father ran over in a panic with cheap inhibitors.
Everything seems to have happened just yesterday.
But Chen Qiudu hadn't smelled this smell for a long time.
There wasn't even a clean place to stay in the slums, let alone grow flowers. After Shen Qiudu's glands were removed, his father hated the sight of any flowers even more, because once they appeared, he would think of the one million he was supposed to get.
Chen Qiudu didn't want to see this anymore. If he accidentally brought flowers home, his mother would become a thorn in his father's side and would have to endure his father's anger and beatings once again.
Although in the end, these injuries will appear on Shen Qiudu's body.
Retracting his memory, Chen Qiudu lowered his eyelashes and silently put the trumpet creeper back into Wen Jiangchu's palm.
"Thank you, but I don't need it anymore."
Shen Qiudu didn't want to cure his glands, at least not now.
He knew that after his glands recovered, he might be trapped by Wen Jiangchu's side as a carrier forever, but he didn't want to.
Shen Qiudu just wants to be a living, free person.
Someone who can make their own decisions and is no longer bound by anything.
Chen Qiudu quietly raised his eyes and looked at Wen Jiangchu's expression. He couldn't fake his sincerity. After what happened last night, he couldn't deceive himself into not being soft-hearted.
Chen Qiudu now has complicated feelings towards Wen Jiangchu. It's like he is trapped in a deliberately woven dream, where everything meticulously crafted is too nostalgic and intoxicating.
But there are no shadows in dreams, and Chen Qiudu cannot see the future now.
If the glands really recovered, what would he, Chen Qiudu, be in Wen Jiangchu's eyes? This kind of tangled emotions was the most deadly.
Once doubt arises, it is like a broken pearl. No matter how shiny and beautiful it is, it cannot hide the cracks.
Instead of this, it would be better not to start in the first place.
No matter how much you desire it, you cannot be swallowed.
He crossed the line last night, and he shouldn't do it again.
Chen Qiudu's nerves were tense, and his hands clenched into fists at his sides, like a silent resistance, to himself and to Wen Jiangchu.
"Autumn Crossing..."
Wen Jiangchu wanted to raise his hand to touch Chen Qiudu's face out of heartache, but he refused and avoided him again. The atmosphere became silent for a while.
"Don't you want treatment? If the damaged gland reaches its susceptible stage, it will be extremely uncomfortable."
"I'm used to it. The pain is nothing to me."
Chen Qiudu lowered his voice and said, "Besides, isn't that treatment method life-threatening?"
Wen Jiangchu's heart faltered for a moment. "You...actually heard everything, right?"
Chen Qiudu nodded, his black pupils looking directly into Wen Jiangchu's eyes, "Wen Jiangchu, you've already lied to me twice."
"I'm sorry, I was just worried about you—"
"unnecessary."
Chen Qiudu interrupted Wen Jiangchu's words without hesitation, and tried to break free from the space where Wen Jiangchu had shackled him, but to no avail.
"Wen Jiangchu, let me out."
"Your glands haven't recovered yet, and your identity is in danger. Where are you going to Qiudu?"
"It's safest to stay with me now."
In order to prevent Shen Qiudu from leaving, Wen Jiangchu easily forced Shen Qiudu to the corner of the bed, supported his arms on both sides of Shen Qiudu's body, and secretly increased his strength, leaving Shen Qiudu no chance to leave.
Chen Qiudu turned his head and closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to pay attention to Wen Jiangchu. This action broke Wen Jiangchu's heart. He clamped Chen Qiudu's chin with his big hand, forcing him to open his eyes and look at him directly against his will for the first time.
"Chen Qiudu, did I do something wrong just now? Shouldn't I be telling you this?"
"Why...why are you suddenly doing this to me?"
"I thought you had let down your guard against me last night. Why did you change in just one night?"
After enjoying Chen Qiudu's tenderness and excessive intimacy last night, Wen Jiangchu's heart instantly plummeted due to the huge sense of disparity.
He didn't understand. He just wanted to pursue the intimacy and warmth of a family. Chen Qiudu was so compatible with him, but he tried everything, why didn't it work?
Wen Jiangchu's voice trembled, and his breath hit Shen Qiudu's face, making him instantly remember the salty tears last night.
Chen Qiudu did not answer, but asked him: "Wen Jiangchu, are you going to cry again?"
"I...I didn't."
Wen Jiangchu took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions that were about to collapse. His low voice made Chen Qiudu want to answer him, but what came out was a pale sigh.
Chen Qiudu doesn't know how to comfort others, let alone comfort someone who is destined to leave him.
If this can make Wen Jiangchu feel relieved about him, then let it be.
"Wen Jiangchu, have my parents been found?"
Wen Jiangchu paused for a moment, and looked up at Chen Qiudu in disbelief, "You..."
"Want to ask me how I know?"
Chen Qiudu smiled, and suddenly stood up and moved closer to Wen Jiangchu's cheek. The distance of less than three centimeters allowed him to clearly see his figure in Wen Jiangchu's eyes.
Even Chen Qiudu could feel Wen Jiangchu's hot and moist lips rubbing against his cheek intermittently.
However, Shen Qiudu's target was not here, but the photo with a corner exposed in his pocket.
"Wen Jiangchu, you are not good at acting."
"This is the third time you've lied to me, Wen Jiangchu. You've never learned to lie."
Wen Jiangchu watched helplessly as the photo was unfolded by Chen Qiudu, and said worriedly: "Qiudu..."
Chen Qiudu ignored his soft calls and continued to check the photos.
As he expected, the person in the photo was Qiu Du's mother. However, unlike her usual gentle demeanor, she was collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly.
In front of her was her father, who was beaten all over and it was unclear whether he was still breathing.
Chen Qiudu's head began to ache and numb slightly, his vision became blurred, his face turned pale, and the fingers holding the photo kept tightening.
"Qiu Du, Qiu Du!"
Wen Jiangchu immediately snatched the photo and wanted to hug Chen Qiudu in his arms, but he raised his hand and held it tightly.
"Where are they now?"
Chen Qiudu gritted his teeth, breathing heavily, and it took a lot of effort to say this. His heart was rotten into mud, as if everyone who passed by could trample on it.
"Qiu Du——"
"Tell me! Where are they?!"
Chen Qiudu gripped Wen Jiangchu's shoulders fiercely, and his dry lips tore open, revealing some red blood.
He wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
The glands behind my neck started to ache again.
He suddenly lost his breath and fell helplessly. He was caught by Wen Jiangchu and collapsed on his shoulder.
"Wen Jiangchu, take me there, please."
"Take me with you, and I'll be obedient and cooperate with your treatment, okay?"
"Please..."
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The one who took away Chen Qiudu's parents was the Qin family from the neighboring city. The Qin family has always been on the leading edge of the underworld, and has countless underground venues.
Shen Qiudu always thought that the money his father owed was to a casino in Suzhou City, but in fact, Shen's father coveted bigger chips and had long looked down on those casinos in the slums. He had followed his gambling friends to the neighboring city to gamble a long time ago.
"I've inquired. If your father hadn't gone to the neighboring city, the money you earned would have been enough for him to gamble. He wouldn't have needed to steal the money you saved to buy inhibitors."
"So my money became his ticket to the neighboring city?"
Wen Jiangchu nodded silently.
Chen Qiudu just thought it was ridiculous that someone could disregard the life of his own son just to buy money for a boat ticket.
"We're not familiar with the neighboring city, but the Qin family's violent debt collection practices are well known. Your father owes a full million, and with the interest compounded, it's now 11 million. Qiu Du, you can't pay it back no matter what."
Eleven million.
In Shen Qiudu's eyes, this number was like a mountain, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.
Chen Qiudu still remembered that on his mother's birthday, he took the 110 yuan he had and went to a street stall to buy his mother a new dress. When his father found out, he scolded him half to death.
Now he actually owes 11 million!
"How dare he...how dare he!"
"The Qin family has its own set of rules for those who can't pay back their debts. The more money they owe, the more expensive the pledge will be, from small things like money to big things like their own bodies."
"So Qiu Du, you have to be mentally prepared."
Chen Qiudu knew that when he saw his father again, he might not find his father's body intact, but he deserved it! He just needed to make sure his mother was safe, and everything would be fine.
The car wobbled along in the darkness and soon arrived at the residence in the suburbs where the Qin family secretly detained these people.
Chen Qiudu, protected by Wen Jiangchu, got out of the car holding his wrist, only to find that the usually quiet place was now brightly lit and surrounded by people.
Wen Jiangchu frowned. The man in the middle of the crowd turned around and noticed them, then quickly walked over.
Before coming here, Wen Jiangchu had already communicated with the person in charge of the Qin family and reached an agreement. Only then did the Qin family agree to release the person and set a time with Wen Jiangchu.
But now, something seems to be wrong.
"Boss Wen, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon. It's a pity that you're still a step too late."
"What do you mean by that?"
The man surnamed Qin leaned against the black car, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath: "The person ran away."
"I don't know who leaked the information. The woman is still there, but the man was taken away through the dog hole in the backyard. By the time our people found him, it was too late."
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