After drinking a bowl of 'I'll Die Immediately' soup, Wang Xiaoba was held down by Wen Fengji and sacrificed in blood, unexpectedly, at night.
But this time it was even worse. Before, he was forced to draw his life force, and he could scream for a while. Now he was worried about Bai Yu downstairs, so he naturally didn't dare to shout.
Wang Xiaoba, who was lying on the bed and had just been pulled out of the water, was soaked with sweat.
Under the bed was spit out red water.
Without an inch of thread, he stared at the roof with his eyes blank, and the cloth towel with teeth marks was put aside, with traces of blood on it.
It was because he tried so hard that his gums popped out.
Like a puddle of mud, he was picked up by Wen Fengjin with one arm from the bed. The sticky sweat was salty, and other people would have long disliked him and pushed him away, but this man was buried deep in the roots of his black hair, licking Wang Xiaobaa's forehead.
The pain was so painful that he was awakened by the next wave of sharper pain.
Wang Xiaobaa felt that she was going to die, and when she finally survived, she fell into a familiar embrace and felt extremely secure.
Thinking of how he was riding on his lower abdomen just now, pressing his chest expressionlessly and refusing to stop the blood pact, Wang Xiaobaa's nose was sour.
Even if he knew that he was doing it for his own good, Wang Xiaoba scolded him in a hoarse voice.
"Scumbag!" he said.
Wen Feng stopped for a while, and responded with a blank face.
"I'm a piece of shit, that's why I let you suffer like this."
Wang Xiaoba's dry lips pursed and trembled slightly, her eyes turned red, and there was a mist in her eyes.
"Don't talk about yourself like that!" My man is the best! He is not trash!
Wen Feng laughed, and rubbed off the moisture on his lips with his soft lips, gently making Wang Xiaobaa narrow his eyes.
The next moment Wen Feng opened his wrist, took a mouthful of blood and lowered his head to feed it to Wang Xiaoba in his arms,
The effect of the blood sacrifice has not dissipated, Wang Xiaobaa's pupils are dark red, and the blue blood vessels or veins are abruptly drawn on his pale skin.
He was given a mouthful of blood.
Bitter, astringent, and a little sweet.
Mmmm... The Nongfu Spring is the best!
After being hugged quietly for two hours, even Zongzi's body with super healing ability couldn't bear the previous consumption. Wang Xiaobaa's eyelids couldn't stop falling, and his mind was dizzy.
At this time, Wen Fengjin suddenly said, "I won't expel all the poison in your body. We don't know what this poison is. If it has other effects, we may find that you are not poisoned."
Wang Xiaoba nodded.
"I know."
Wen Fengjin lowered his eyes and something flashed in his eyes. He finally leaned over, put his blood-stained lips on Yun Su, and gently bit and kissed.
"Well… "
Wang Xiaoba snorted twice, and the last bit of strength was exhausted.
As soon as the kiss ended, there was a small 'wave~' sound when they parted, making the gasping person's cheeks even hotter.
The man's strong arms easily hugged him from the quilt and walked downstairs.
Ever since I did that thing, I have been unable to eat or sleep well. Bai Yu, who is as uncomfortable as frying with a small heart, sat silently on the sofa in the dark night to let himself go.
At this moment, footsteps came from upstairs, and he was stunned, then stood up and looked at the location.
The silver-haired man in a loose pajamas looked like the Laurel Prince in the dark night. He firmly hugged the man in his arms who was also wrapped in pajamas and walked downstairs.
Even without the lights on, Bai Yu could still see a few strands of black hair hanging from Wen Fengji's arms in the dim living room, as well as a small half of Wang Xiaobaa's face.
That face was so pale, so pale that Bai Yu thought that Wen Feng had embraced a quiet corpse.
"What's the matter, little baa!"
His pupils tightened and he shouted impulsively.
The sudden voice made Wen Fengjin's face change and he turned back suddenly, and a powerful sword-like aura slashed into the dim living room!
"Who!"
When he went downstairs, he didn't find anyone!
At the critical moment, the man took two steps abruptly, revealing a black face.
The powerful invisible blade suddenly dissipated.
Bai Yu's forehead hair was ruffled by a gust of wind from somewhere, he touched his forehead, but he didn't know that half of his head was almost chopped off.
Where does the wind come from
Forget it, forget it.
He anxiously asked Wen Fengjing, "Well, what's wrong with Xiaobaa? Did he—" Was it because he was poisoned that he became so weak
What else did Bai Yu want to ask? Those long and narrow black eyes flashed a bloodthirsty and vicious gleam, and the feminine and handsome face was cold and ruthless. With just one look, Bai Yu stiffened in place and dared not ask any more.
When Bai Yu thought he was going to be killed.
Wen Fengjin's expression softened, and he said lightly, "It's nothing, I'm working too hard, he's tired."
"what?"
Bai Yu's expression was blank, and then he became instantly popular as if he understood something.
"I-me-cough-cough-cough!"
Wen Fengjing looked at the bewildered young man who was dancing and turned his head and continued to carry him to the bathroom, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head and said to Bai Yu:
"The mask that Xiaoba gave you—"
"what?"
Bai Yu looked up stupidly.
Wen Fengjin's expression was a bit inexplicable, he said, "You remember to use it frequently." After speaking, he turned his head and walked into the bathroom, the door closed by himself, leaving Bai Yu confused, not understanding what the boss was talking about.
The door to the bathroom was closed, and suddenly there was an uncontrollable laughter from the quiet space.
Wang Xiaoba's whole body trembled with laughter, and winked at the man whose face was ashen.
"You were frightened just now, hahaha, Baiyu, hahaha, black people can't see people at night, puff hahaha!"
Wen Fengjin's face was covered with ice slag, he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't!"
"Hahaha—" Wang Xiaobaale's stomach hurts, "I thought there was no one when I went downstairs, but suddenly a ghost came out, hahaha! Even if I said no, you're all blown up! I didn't expect you to be scared too. The day comes hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah
"… "
Big Brother Wen was silent for a while, trying to save his respect.
"He's too dark," he said.
Wang Xiaobaa: "Pfft!"
"… "
闻风尽头一回觉得，聆听自己深爱之人的笑声是让人如此的想要揍人！
…
So seven days passed.
After drinking the poison five times, Bai Yu became more and more silent.
Wang Xiaobaa held up the bowl of poisonous drink in a candid, heart-pounding manner, and looked quite stubborn, and then at night, she cried with tears streaming down her body and crying in pain.
The poison he spit out gradually turned from red water to white, and it didn't look like water, but a kind of transparent silk thread.
When Wang Xiaobaa, who had vomited, saw that thing, he was silent for a while, and asked about it.
He said, "Am I spinning? Soon to be Spider-Man, a good citizen of New York, and have a passionate night with a pretty hot hearted and kind girl?"
Hearing the wind: "..."
The man's face sank, and then at night, the pretty hot and vicious Boss Wen fed this idiot who dreamed of flirting with beauties 'eat' something wet and salty.
By the way, he also gave him some calcium-supplemented milk.
The black long-haired young man who almost lost half his life vowed never to flirt with girls again, not even parentheses.
During the day, Wang Xiaobaa wasn't sure whether they could implement the plan smoothly, so he simply used the rest of his leisure time to run around.
They went to the amusement park, to the famous temples in the city, to various Internet celebrity snack bars, and challenged rafting and bungee jumping.
A photo is washed out.
There is a warm and smiling Wang Xiaobaa, Wen Fengjin who is always unhappy, and Bai Yu whose expression gradually calms down.
At the beginning, he also bought a photo frame, but in the end he couldn't put it down and bought a photo album.
Wang Xiaobaa leaned on Wen Fengjin's arms and laughed non-stop at the funny clips captured on the album, his face was very bad, there was a black sickness lingering around him.
Wen Fengjin responded to him softly, and his arms took him into his arms, as if all evils in the world were isolated from that embrace.
Bai Yu, who spied on the contents of the album, lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly.
A photo of the three of them was framed by a blue inlaid shell and placed on the bar on the first floor of the villa.
Time and feelings are frozen by a thin piece of paper, and the bright smile is the deepest mockery for Bai Yu.
He left the villa and went back to Yiyan's shop.
He squeezed the backpack straps tightly, looked at Yiyan's profile, focused on research, and felt bitterness in his heart.
If happiness is obtained by hurting others, is such happiness still called happiness
I am a sinner.
I be damned.
Let me go to hell, as long as it can remove the sin for the man he loves, he is willing.
Bai Yu smiled bleakly and then threw himself into Yi Yan's arms to make the final decision.
He still couldn't give up on this man and his first relationship.
…
September seventeenth.
Wang Xiaoba drank the last poison.
The moth flew towards the street lamp that only shed a ray of light, and Bai Yu leaned against the street lamp and closed his eyes as he was stabbed.
"For the sixth time, he drank," he said to the person on the phone.
Then no matter what the person on the phone said, he cut off the communication and slipped down and sat leaning against the street lamp.
Poverty and a miserable childhood didn't make him a degenerate villain.
But love and the love that wants to hold on tight have done it...
First entangled, then guilty, and finally admitting the fate to the end...
Man is a tangled body of contradictions.
After doing something unforgivable, you still need to feel sorry for yourself
Despicable enough to make people laugh.
Bai Yu narrowed his eyes and laughed out loud.
For myself, but also for my distorted and deformed feelings.
He will pay the price! There is nothing to tangle, he knows, he is waiting!
Listening to the beeping sound in his ear, Yiyan did not reveal his dissatisfaction. He raised his lips and handed the phone to Xiao An who was standing beside him.
"Success."
He said, and then the corners of his lips rose, Shi Shiran walked to the basement, followed by Xiao An, he walked to the wall and didn't know what button to press, the row of iron frames slid away, revealing a small room similar to a utility room .
There is a table in the small room, on which is a very simple puppet that can move with joints, bound by layers of white silk. Looking at it, his slender eyes flashed a dark light.
"You are mine now."
He gently picked up the puppet and stroked it gently, closing his eyes and rubbing his cheek lightly.
"I'm proud of it, the best masterpiece."
After he finished speaking, he pressed his slender fingertips on the standing knife on the wooden table. The blade was still stained with dry blood. The fingers swiped on it without knowing the pain, and the bright red dripped down, not caring a word. Use your wounded hand to hold the silk thread on top of the puppet.
It's like tearing down the ribbons of expecting gifts.
The white silk was torn apart, the two hands were open, and the marionette fell into the air and was pulled by the silk thread, bouncing in the air.
He bowed his head and smiled at the puppet.
He said, "Good boy, tear up the people around you, and then..."
"Come by my side."
"… "
Meanwhile, on the other side of the villa.
In the darkness, Wang Xiaoba slowly opened his eyes...
[The author has something to say: first entanglement, then guilt, and finally the appointment is wrong...
Man is a tangled body of contradictions.
Bai Yu has transformed from white to the most realistic color of human beings.
Doing is doing. He is very clear that when he chooses love between friendship and love, he must bear the price of hurting others and abandoning.
Thank you for your reward, thank you!
@North Mingyouyu: Beimingyouyu gave the trilobite x1 to "Me and the Old Goong Sleeping in the Coffin".]