On the plane back to China, Chen Xing wore earplugs, his mind was dazed, and he leaned on the back of the chair to doze off. When he closed his eyes, he saw Lin Xiucheng's Hades-like face.
On the second day when Chen Xing went to London to kidnap Lin Xiucheng, due to jet lag, he woke up earlier than Lin Xiucheng, his body ached from the joints, no different from being run over by a car.
Lin Xiucheng put his arms around him and fell asleep undefended.
Lin Xiucheng has not seen Chen Xing in the past two years, and Chen Xing has not seen Lin Xiucheng in the past two years. Lin Xiucheng still has Chen Xing's photo for relief. Chen Xing can only rely on Lin Xiucheng in the lake area to reject his Bitch gritted her teeth and persisted.
Chen Xing was straightforward, always thinking about what to do, he liked Lin Xiucheng, so he wanted to engrave him on his body, agreeing to Lin Xiucheng's going to the United States was already the biggest compromise he had made, but Lin Xiucheng was on the point, and even followed him He said no.
Chen Xing decided to give him a good air, avoiding him and running, running and running, so he didn't dare to see him again.
When Lin Xiucheng fell asleep, Chen Xing was very bold and reached out to touch his face. Lin Xiucheng folded his arms until they were bruised and purple.
As soon as Lin Xiucheng's bridge of nose slipped over his bluish rough chin, Lin Xiucheng woke up.
He squinted his eyes for a while to identify the person opposite, and slowly spit out two words from his mouth: "Chen, Xing."
Chen Xing saw that Lin Xiucheng's expression was not right, he jumped up and wanted to run, Lin Xiucheng grabbed his neck and pressed it on his legs, and spanked his buttocks without losing any force, and let out a crisp "pa".
"You are sick!" Chen Xing scolded him, "It's fine if you don't kneel down and thank me for sleeping with you, but you still want to beat me."
Lin Xiucheng stopped his hands, pinched his red buttocks, and stared at him.
Chen Xingtui sat up, he cried too much last night, his eyes were still red and swollen, his head was lowered, he didn't look at Lin Xiucheng, he sat hugging the quilt, his back was so sore that he couldn't sit up straight, he wanted to lean against the head of the bed Sitting, buttocks can not move, the whole person is very uncomfortable.
Lin Xiucheng gritted his teeth: "Where did you get your medicine?"
"Why do you care so much?" Chen Xing said in a low voice, "You can't do it, I have to find something to help you."
Lin Xiucheng almost couldn't bring it up in one breath: "Is this not enough?"
"How do I know who you are?" Chen Xing raised his face and glared at him with a high voice, "If you didn't take the medicine, who would know if you could do it?"
Lin Xiucheng's rational strings were broken again by Chen Xing. He pushed Chen Xing down, lifted one of his legs, and directly sent in his morning hard desire.
Chen Xing fell asleep, and the consequences of lust came out. Although the back was not cracked, it was red and swollen. Lin Xiucheng barged in without saying hello, and his painful eyes felt hot.
Lin Xiucheng got up with a bad temper, grabbed Chen Xing and worked hard. In the jerky vagina, he squeezed out some semen from the deepest part, which played a lubricating role. Lin Xiucheng slowly thrust a few times, and felt that it was almost done. , began to do morning exercise.
Chen Xing was still able to struggle a few times at first, but in the end, he couldn't hold his tongue any longer. While crying to Lin Xiucheng's "Dad" and "Master Xiu", he tightened his pussy, wanting to call Lin Xiu Cheng quickly stop this endless torture.
Pressing Chen Xing and releasing it, Lin Xiucheng finally felt better, patted Chen Xing's butt, pulled out his penis, looked down at Chen Xing, and carried him to the bathroom.
Chen Xing soaked in hot water for a while, and the bruising on his body became even more terrifying, as if he had suffered some inhuman abuse.
Lin Xiucheng took a shower by himself, saw Chen Xing lying limp in the bathtub, took him out to dry off, and then carried him back to the bed. Want to lie still in bed.
Lin Xiucheng stood and looked at him, took out a shackle with a thin iron chain from the bedside table, and bound Chen Xing's right foot.
Chen Xing looked at Lin Xiucheng, a little unresponsive.
"What are you doing?" he asked weakly.
"I'm going to Switzerland to sign the contract," Lin Xiucheng told him while getting dressed, "Someone will bring you food and food."
Chen Xing couldn't believe his ears.
"I'll come back tomorrow night, and we'll settle the score." Lin Xiucheng buttoned up his cuffs, put on his tie, leaned over and kissed Chen Xing tenderly, and walked out the door.
The ankle chain that Lin Xiucheng made for Chen Xing was so tight that it couldn't be opened with an ordinary wire. The chain was so long that it could move freely from the master bedroom to the bathroom, no matter how far away it was.
Chen Xing slept through the night, got up and ate something, and slept until three o'clock in the morning before regaining some strength and began to think about how to escape.
He dug out a few guns from Lin Xiucheng's closet, but there were no bullets in the magazines. After searching in the bathroom for a long time, he finally found a screwdriver.
He broke the iron chain with a screwdriver, and under the cover of the still dark sky, he hailed a taxi and went to the airport.
Chen Xing went to Beijing this time, and he planned to find Jiang Zhengzhen.
He landed and turned on the phone, but there was no incoming call or text message. He put the phone in his pocket indifferently, and walked forward with the flow of people with his backpack on his back.
After leaving the terminal, the cold wind made him stagger. Chen Xing was in a hurry to go out, his mind was dizzy and his body was unwell. He just found a windbreaker in the closet and ran out. There was still a small half anklet on his feet. When he passed the security check in London, he was checked for a long time before he was released. The security check staff looked at the dense hickey marks on his legs and asked him if he needed help.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhengzhen hadn't woken up yet, Chen Xing was dizzy, saw the hotel opposite the airport and wanted to go in and open a room to catch up on sleep.
After going through the check-in procedures, when it was time to swipe the card, Chen Xing handed over the card, and the reception lady swiped it once and told him: "Sir, this card can't be swiped out."
Chen Xing was stunned, and asked her to brush it again, and tried again, but it still didn't work.
He took out several other cards, but none of them worked.
Chen Xing rummaged through the bag in embarrassment, only found a few US dollars: "Is this okay?"
The corner of the reception lady's mouth twitched a few times, and she suggested to him: "Sir, turn right when you go out and walk a short distance. There is a foreign exchange window."
Chen Xing called Jiang Zhengzhen again, but he still didn't answer. Even though his legs were weak, he had to walk in the direction the reception lady said.
There were not many people at the foreign currency exchange window, so Chen Xing exchanged all the US dollars on his body into more than one thousand yuan, holding a thin stack in his hand, and calculated that it was not enough to stay in the hotel for one night.
Chen Xing squeezed his hands, folded all the credit cards and threw them into the trash can. He couldn't believe that he couldn't live without Lin Xiucheng.
He went out and saw a person holding a sign for accommodation, walked over to him and asked him, "How much is it for a night?"
The man looked at Chen Xing's attire, thought he was a student who came to travel, and quoted a price: "One hundred and fifty one night."
Chen Xing seemed to have heard a very funny joke: "Master, do you take me as a winner?"
After finishing speaking, he was about to leave. The old man holding the placard quickly stopped Chen Xing and said to him, "Fifty, it can't be lower."
The small hotel is not far from the airport. Chen Xing boarded the minibus with passengers, waited for a while, and there were six people in the car, and they drove to the hotel together.
There were two young girls who were also traveling in Beijing, giggling and chatting up Chen Xing.
Chen Xing felt better after being blown by the cold wind, and he didn't feel drowsy when he answered the girl's words.
At this time, his cell phone rang, and he saw that it was Lin Xiucheng, and he neither answered nor hung up.
A thinner girl asked him, "Scam call?"
Chen Xing nodded seriously: "It's from Russia, who knows what it is."
The minibus wobbled for more than ten minutes and arrived at a low building.
Lin Xiucheng was also very wronged.
He talked hard with the Swiss for a whole day, signed the contract and changed the plane ticket to go home early, opened the door of the master bedroom, and only half of the iron chain on the bed was left.
Why can Chen Xing run so fast, because he can go anywhere he wants.
In order to give him a long memory, Lin Xiucheng, like all his fathers who taught unfilial sons, suspended his credit card, and planned to hang him up for a few days like Chen Xing.
However, Lin Xiucheng regretted it the first time Chen Xing failed to scan the hotel.
His baby has tossed him all over with bruises, so he can't even have a place to stay.
Chen Xing tried every card once, and Lin Xiucheng made up his pitiful appearance standing in front of the counter, and asked Lin Sen to open Chen Xing's card again.
But Chen Xing never swiped again.
Facing the matter of Chen Xing, Lin Xiucheng was always slapping himself in the face, he opened the card and Chen Xing didn't use it, he thought again, the two played you and I chased so many times, this time is not bad.
Chen Xing made do with a sleep in the small hotel's cramped, underheated single room, rubbed his eyes when he got up, and it happened that Jiang Zhengzhen called him.
"Chen Xing, I'm in Sanya. I just got off the plane. Why are you looking for me?" Jiang Zhengzhen's loud voice came out from the microphone, and the lonely and helpless Chen Xing hugged his phone and was speechless.
He nestled in the room to recuperate, his throat was dry and smoky, and his body was not used to the dry winter in the north. At night, Chen Xing finally developed a low-grade fever.
Lin Xiucheng, who had been drugged, could persist in running back to Beijing from London after lying down all night for a whole night. His innate physique eventually lost out to the climate in the north of the motherland.
Lin Xiucheng called him at night, Chen Xing answered, his voice was low and hoarse, he thought it was nothing, hearing it in Lin Xiucheng's ears, it made him feel that Chen Xing would not be able to live without him for a day.
"Where are you?" Lin Xiucheng asked him.
He stood in the lobby of the hotel where Chen Xing had swiped his card, and called Chen Xing.
"I can't tell you, you're going to settle accounts with me," Chen Xing took antipyretics, his head was not clear, and he refused to reveal the location.
Chen Xing changed his phone, and Lin Xiucheng didn't install his location anymore. If he wasn't in this hotel, in such a big Beijing city, he really didn't know where to find him for a while. Chen Xing's state made Lin Xiucheng I was very worried, and softened my tone to coax him: "I lied to you, what can I do with you, aren't you in the W Hotel?"
"Well," Chen Xing sat up, took a sip of water, felt better, and asked Lin Xiucheng, "Where are you, let me come to you."
If Lin Xiucheng sees him living here, he will have a hard time next year.
After listening to Chen Xing's question, Lin Xiucheng simply opened a room and sent Chen Xing the room number.
Chen Xing came quickly, with a backpack in his hand, knocked on Lin Xiucheng's door, and walked inside on his own.
Lin Xiucheng looked at Chen Xing's listless look and told him to stop.
"What the hell are you running for?" He asked helplessly, "Will I eat you?"
Chen Xing threw the bag away and sat on the edge of the bed, watching him without speaking.
Lin Xiucheng walked over and asked the question he had been thinking about for a long time: "Chen Xing, do you regret it?"
Chen Xing frowned, but still didn't answer.
"I'll give you one last chance," Lin Xiucheng walked up to Chen Xing, raised his face with his hand, and told him to look at him.
Chen Xing finally spoke, and he asked coldly, "What opportunity?"
"Give me a chance to go out through this door," Lin Xiucheng told him, "If you don't escape today, if you dare to run again in the future, I will break your legs and put you in a wheelchair. I push you."
Chen Xing thought about it, scolded Lin Xiucheng for being sick, fell on the bed, curled up and fell asleep.
He wanted to tell Lin Xiucheng that he ran here and there because he was too insecure, and he didn't want to hear Lin Xiucheng's adult rejection. But this kind of weak confession is not his style, so he didn't say it.
Lin Xiucheng looked at Chen Xing lying on his bed docilely, and walked over to lie down beside him, kissed Chen Xing's soft lips, Chen Xing raised his eyelids to look at him, stretched out his hand to hold him, and slept together I felt a return to the cage.
When they woke up, both of them were hungry. Chen Xing said he was going to eat roast duck, and walked to the elevator. Lin Xiu took a call from work, and Chen Xing went downstairs to wait for him in the lobby. As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw Someone unexpected.
His biological father, Chen Zian, was wearing a suit and a cashmere coat, and he looked at him, and both of them were surprised for a moment.
Chen Zian returned home alone this time, without his family around, so when he called Chen Xing, he brought some eagerness and affection.
Chen Xing squinted at him a few times, and let him sit down on the waiting sofa beside him.
"How are you doing recently?" Chen Zian asked him, "Mr. Lin let you go back to China?"
Chen Xing didn't want to share his privacy with Chen Zian, so he nodded vaguely.
The Chen family owed Lin Xiucheng that debt, and Lin Xiucheng canceled the debt for Chen Zian to give birth to Chen Xing. The Chen family's other project in Beijing was not bad, and the family improved.
Thinking that Chen Xing exchanged his body for the hope of the Chen family, Chen Zian felt a little guilty: "If you need anything, just ask Dad. As long as Dad can do it, I can give it to you."
After speaking, he took off the watch on his wrist and stuffed it into Chen Xing's hand: "You can sell this watch, or you can bring it yourself."
Chen Xing looked at him coldly, with an old watch loosely placed in his hand.
"Who is my mother?" he asked, he just wanted to know one question.
Chen Xing was probably the only one who didn't know the truth. Chen Zian froze and was about to answer when he saw Lin Xiucheng walking towards them behind Chen Xing.
Lin Xiucheng didn't notice him at all, walked up to Chen Xing, leaned down, kissed his face, brought him up, and asked him, "Do you want to eat anything?"
"I met an idiot and couldn't eat." Chen Xing said.
Chen Zian's face changed: "Chen Xing..."
Lin Xiucheng saw Chen Zian just now, and he felt impatient. Every time Chen Xing saw Chen Zian, he would feel depressed for a few days. This time the two chatted for a few words, and the consequences might be even more tragic.
He shook hands with Chen Zian politely: "Mr. Chen, what a coincidence."
Chen Xing opened his hand and showed Lin Xiucheng the watch that Chen Zian gave him: "The idiot gave it to me."
Lin Xiu accepted it, looked at it, couldn't help laughing, and returned the watch to Chen Zian: "Thank you Mr. Chen for your kindness, I won't let Chen Xing lack these things."
After speaking, he led Chen Xing away.
Walking on the road, he told Chen Xing: "Honey, I'm enough for you."
Chen Xing nodded, and said seriously: "Yes."