In his previous life, Bai Cheng was just an ordinary salesman in a shopping mall.
With a high school education and no family, he simply left City H and came to City A.
Although he is only in his twenties, he has rich work experience. From the beginning, he couldn't even afford to eat, and now his salary is enough to support himself.
Now that he was rich, he began to plan to save some money. He wanted to save a house when he was about 30 years old and pay the down payment, and then he could marry a wife.
With this idea, he worked harder at work, and one day he happened to see a guy like Mo Li who looked like a rich man, and immediately went to sell TV excitedly.
If you sell an LCD TV, you will be able to raise hundreds of dollars.
As a result, the TV was not sold, and he was inexplicably captured.
Mo Li was interested in Bai Cheng, and brought him back to his home. Seeing Bai Cheng kneeling on the ground and looking at him in a daze, he opened his mouth and counted directly.
"Stay with me obediently, and I will give you one hundred thousand a day."
Bai Cheng didn't even have the right to refuse, so he was so forcefully stripped and pinned on the bed, he was so stupid.
"You fucking rape!"
He didn't want to, and he resisted fiercely, but although he was good at martial arts, he couldn't beat Mo Li, who had learned professional martial arts, and Mo Li broke an arm directly, and almost passed out from the pain.
"Be honest." Mo Li's voice was flat, as if someone's arm was broken like a piece of grass.
Baicheng could only bite the bed sheet, weeping in pain, and he could only optimistically think that the down payment of his house would be worthwhile.
100,000 a day, damn it, just pretend to be a rich second-generation idiot.
After the incident that day, Baicheng developed a high fever. Mo Li called a doctor to fix Baicheng's arm, and prescribed antipyretic medicine for him. He didn't go anywhere for a whole day, and stayed in front of Baicheng until his fever subsided.
Bai Cheng saw Mo Li as soon as he opened his eyes, he was still having a nightmare, he slapped Mo Li on the face like chasing flies, and cursed:
"Get out of my way."
As a result, Mo Li's hand was broken again.
Mo Li was like a pervert, the more pain he saw, the happier Mo Li was.
"You stay here." Mo Li sat on the leather chair beside the bed, gently stroked Bai Cheng's sweaty forehead and said, "Don't even think about going anywhere, if you dare to get out of bed, your leg will be broken."
Both of Baicheng's arms were broken, and he wanted to cry in pain. He cursed the gentle scum in his heart, took a step back, and gritted his teeth, "Then what should I do when I go to the bathroom?"
"I'll hug you." Mo Li smiled gently.
Bai Cheng smiled stiffly, pretending to be cute, and only wanted to call the police.
Looking around, he didn't find any communication equipment. He originally thought that as soon as Mo Li left, he would open the window and call the police for help.
In the end, who knew that Mo Li just squatted in this room with him every day like a normal person, not going anywhere, sometimes staring at him for a whole day.
Mayor Bai has never been so idle at his age, he can spend a whole day staring at the ceiling in a daze.
He originally thought that Mo Li wanted to carry him to the toilet just for talking, but when he blushed from holding back and wanted to crawl to the toilet, Mo Li hugged him by the back of his neck.
"I'll go by myself!" He said shamefully and angrily, but Mo Li pretended he didn't hear it, and the dignified Young Master Mo even waited to give Baicheng that thing.
Bai Cheng only felt that he had no love in his life. He was a big man who had never had a date, but now he was ruined by a man.
"Are you sick?" Baicheng finally yelled unbearably when Mo Li was hugging him to sleep at night.
"En." Mo Li sniffed the back of his neck sickly, put his arms around his waist and said, "Before I bother you, just be obedient and you won't suffer."
"Then do these days count as money?" Bai Cheng thought that if he didn't go to work for so many days, the manager probably fired him. If these days were not counted as money, he would not be able to pay the rent.
"Forget it, when the time comes, I'll call you all." Fortunately, as long as Bai Cheng doesn't resist, Mo Li looks no different from a normal person, and his gentle appearance is no different from a noble son.
"What if you don't send money at that time, how can I trust you?" Baicheng muttered in a low voice.
After the words fell, Mo Li became irritable, and the hands around him became a lot heavier. He bit the flesh on his back and said, "If you talk nonsense, I'll pull out your tongue."
Baicheng's back hurts badly, he feels like he's bleeding, but he can only grit his teeth forbearance, and decides to bear it for a while, and when Mo Li annoys him, he immediately packs up his money and runs away.
As a result, this endurance lasted for more than a month, and the plaster cast was removed from the arm, and the person was trapped in the bed all day, and it was moldy.
For more than a month, Mo Li has been guarding the bedside like a psychopath every day, never even leaving the door, and his eyes have never moved away from Bai Cheng.
It is Mo Li staring at him that makes Baicheng have nightmares.
"When will you bother me?" Bai Cheng tried to find out if there was anything in the room that could stun Mo Li so he could escape, while talking to divert Mo Li's attention.
"I don't know." Mo Li stretched out his hand to grab his arm, looked at it for a few seconds and said, "When the arm is ready, you can do it, right?"
Then without waiting for Baicheng to react, without saying a word, he directly and violently held Baicheng down, and went to bed.
Baicheng had a fever again, and he felt that if he didn't escape, he would die here sooner or later.
"Why do you get a fever when you touch it?" Different from Baicheng's first fever, this time Mo Li's eyes were a little more scarlet, and he violently smashed many things in the living room.
Bai Cheng was still lying on the bed, cursing "sick" in his heart.
Taking advantage of Mo Li's opportunity to vent his anger in the living room, he grabbed the doctor and cautiously asked, "Can you save me?"
Unexpectedly, the doctor showed panic, and hurriedly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, his face turned pale, and he kept shaking his head.
At this moment, the doctor suddenly noticed something, and when he turned around, he saw that Mo Li was standing silently at the door, his eyes were fixed on the arm that Bai Cheng had just grabbed.
Bai Cheng also looked at Mo Li, feeling that Mo Li's expressionless face was a bit scary.
"Get lost." Mo Li said lightly.
The doctor ran away in a panic.
Bai Cheng was pressed down on the bed by Mo Li again, but perhaps because of his fever, Mo Li didn't torment him, but just kissed him from the forehead all the way, all over his body.
In the end, Mo Li surrounded him from behind, bit his ear and said, "Don't even think about running."
"You're fucking sick!" Baicheng said in despair, crying for the first time.
"Yes, I'm sick." Mo Li was not angry, but his cold voice was full of nostalgia, he lightly rubbed Bai Cheng's back, and bit down on the mottled back which was full of bite marks.
The doctor who had been seeing the doctor did not come the next day, and another doctor was changed.
"Where's the previous doctor?" Bai Cheng asked casually.
The doctor who was asked turned pale and didn't make a sound, so Baicheng stopped asking.
Although he had been in city A for a long time, he didn't know what the darkness he couldn't touch was like, so he just thought that the original doctor had been replaced.