A small episode of "Lu Xin & Yazen".
Beibei: Thank you for your support to the rich family. At the call of the papas, I ordered Chu Xi to rough up Lu Xin's fan code, 20,000 characters short.
PS: Still favored, little darkness in the early stage, please eat happily next time.
When the dusk fades and the night gets darker, in the luxurious and spacious golden palace that makes people lonely, one after another exquisite pendant crystal lights are lit up one by one.
The porch lamp seemed to be broken, flickering on and off, and he stepped into the room where his father had been imprisoned for fifteen years.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt that this once extravagant room was much emptier than before, and the lighting was much dimmer than before. With the dark red carpet, the whole room was hazy and in a trance. , Even the figure of his father sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed so unreal.
The father lowered his head slightly, and seemed to be very preoccupied. He stepped on the thick carpet and made a creaking sound. When he approached his father, he called softly: "Dad."
"Xiaoxin," in the starless night and the dim light, he couldn't see the expression on his father's face clearly, but could only tell from his voice that his heart was heavy: "You are here."
"Hmm." He hesitated for a moment, but he approached slowly, sat on the sofa opposite his father and said, "I have something to tell you."
"Um."
"Dad, I... like Su Ying, I... want to be with him."
As soon as the voice fell, he heard his own echo echoing back and forth in the empty room. He didn't know if it was his illusion, and his heart suddenly tightened.
"Then you..." was the father's voice, with endless echoes: "Are you planning to leave me?"
"Then you... are you going to leave me?"
"Then you... are you going to leave me?"
"Then you... are you going to leave me?"
…
"No... I don't know."
The endless echoes made his heart tighten suddenly, and his headache was splitting.
In a panic and breathlessness, he saw his father slowly stand up from the sofa chair and walk out of the French window. The glass that was clearly shining with faint light was like invisible air. farther and farther...
When his father's back became more and more blurred in his eyes, there was a sudden and unbearable dull pain in his chest.
"Brother Xin, listen, you are mine!" Along with the familiar yet unfamiliar voice and the tearing of the fabric, Yazen's face became clearer in his eyes.
At this time, Yazen is not as gentle and handsome as before, like a mountain weighing heavily on him, making his lungs unable to breathe, facing his face even more fiercely like a beast feeding on his head, and his voice is like hell A beast-like roar from the depths: "You can only be mine, you can only be!"
When his eyes met Yazen's scarlet eyes, his blood suddenly became cold to the bone. He stretched out his hands and tried to push Yazen away, but found that Yazen was pressing on him heavier and heavier. It almost made him suffocate: "Xiao En, what are you doing!"
"What do you think I'm going to do!" The young Yazen had such a cruel smile on his lips, like Satan from hell: "I want to do what you and Su Ying have done, Su Ying Shadow never did anything!"
His heart choked: "Xiao En, you are crazy!"
"Yeah, I'm crazy!" Yazen caught his shaking and struggling chin with the jaws of a tiger, and hurt him with a strong hand, and his face was twisted from ferocious to contorted. His voice was brutal like that of an adult male: " Just think I'm crazy!"
"No!" If he was shocked before, now he is really scared, scared to death, his hand was firmly held by Yazen on the top of his head, he could only twist his body desperately, and kicked his legs hard to try to get out of it. He jumped up on the bed, but Yazen, who was only nineteen years old, had already jumped to 1.9 meters tall, with amazing strength, he controlled his whole body under him with one leg and one hand.
"Brother Xin, don't you think you said too much 'no' to me!" The demon sneered on him and tore off his clothes, revealing what the next heir of country S should do in the endless extreme training. Then slowly pressed down his strong chest: "From today on, I want you, just say to me—the word 'yes'!"
"Little En! Yazen!" The panic in Lu Xin's heart was pushed to the extreme, he cried hoarsely, "Let me go, don't make me hate you!"
"If you don't love, then hate! Good, good, hate!"
As the last hate word fell heavily, Yazen slashed from under him as if holding a sharp knife. The dull pain of bone-shattering and shaving almost killed him, but the tyrannical Yazen could only He was given two seconds to breathe, and then, the endless tyrannical crusade began...
At that moment, he felt that he was not a person.
He was like an abandoned machine, ruthlessly torn apart by the garbage disposal station, blasted, and then the parts that were not completely broken were crushed into ashes again. In the end, even the handful of ashes were not forgiven, and the Cruelly squeezed into a narrow glass bottle.
He, forcing him to feel death in suffocation.
Blood!
In desperation, he smelled the smell of blood, which permeated the air, with a bit of fishy sweetness and endless despair.