The yandere boy is so scheming

Chi Yanzhi's breathing was messy, and his slightly drooped eyes concealed some emotions. After a long time, he murmured: "Go to sleep, I will hold you."

Shen Sichun lay down obediently. He pulled the quilt to cover their bodies, and instantly felt so warm.

She wanted to turn over, but Chi Yanzhi held her waist firmly down.

"What are you doing?" Shen Sichun held his hand down for no apparent reason, "I just want to turn over."

Chi Yanzhi exhaled patiently and tried to pull his wrist out of Shen Sichun's hand, but she held it a little tight.

The slender fingers were soft and soft, covering the slightly raised joints of her wrists. There was a contrast between softness and strength. Just one glance could make people's hearts surge.

The two stalemate for a while.

Finally, Chi Yanzhi whispered: "If you move again, I can't guarantee that I can't touch you."

Shen Sichun: "..."

On this night, some people changed nothing, while some people changed everything.

The night is endlessly dark.

Shen Zhijing had just come out of the nightclub. He was drunk and leaning against the wall, his face flushed with moisture.

She was wearing extremely revealing clothes, and her beauty suddenly appeared when she leaned over slightly.

Her chest felt a little tight, so she beat her chest and stood on the roadside to take a taxi.

She held the Hentiangao on her feet in her hands and stood barefoot on the ground.

The heat that had not dissipated from her body made her unaware of the coldness under her feet.

Drunkly, she took out her mobile phone from her handbag and dialed Qi Yu's number.

After more than ten seconds, the other end picked up, and the cold voice made her wake up instantly, "Hello."

"Brother Qi, I will go find you tomorrow and let's meet. I miss you so much."

Shen Zhijing tried hard to control his voice so that he sounded like a little girl.

There was silence for a moment, and the man's shallow breathing came from the phone.

But in the next second, a sweet female voice suddenly sounded, shyly: "Young Master Qi, I'm ready, come up quickly.

Shen Zhijing's ears were like thunder, her voice was choked in her throat and she couldn't make a sound.

"okay, see you tomorrow."

Qi Yu's voice had no emotional ups and downs and he said calmly.

"Is anyone with you?"

Shen Zhijing didn't dare to say it was a woman, for fear that Qi Yu would annoy her, because what he disliked the most was disobedient women.

"No."

He answered simply.

But it obviously exists.

He is lying to her.

Shen Zhijing suddenly felt as if his heart was throbbing and aching.

She felt like a wife who caught her husband cheating on her. She didn't dare to ask who the mistress was, and she was afraid of making her husband angry.

But what's ridiculous is that she doesn't have this position and identity at all.

She was just a toy for his entertainment.

You can throw it away anytime you are unhappy.

She knows her own virtues. She is very selfish. She only loves herself, but she loves material vanity even more. She can sacrifice herself for material things and turn herself into a gorgeous girl that everyone despises.

However, in this world of lavish wealth and materialism, it is inevitable to feel lonely and sad.

The first time she met Qi Yu was when she was most helpless.

That day, it was rainy and gloomy, with no signs of clearing up.

The trees in front of the window finally began to shed their leaves, swirling in the air and getting wet from the rain. Occasionally, one or two pieces stuck to the wet glass window.

Shen Zhijing squatted on the ground holding her knees and sobbing.

As helpless as a wet stray cat.

"Stop crying, just wipe it."

The low voice seemed to be mixed with gravel, like a feather brushing across her heart, with a gentle aftertone.

Qi Yu was wearing a dark gray suit on his upper body, with a white lining without any wrinkles, light fabric, soft and smooth, his hair was combed upward, his nose was high, and his eyes were gentle.

Shen Zhijing raised his head slightly and glanced into his eyes.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the tissue in his hand. Her heartbeat seemed to skip a beat, and then vibrated rapidly like a drum. An unknown feeling spread in her chest.

"Thank you."

Shen Zhijing took it and thanked him in a low voice.

"Master Qi, it's so itchy, don't touch this place."

The woman's delicate voice was very cheerful, with a hint of wanting to resist but to welcome.

With his thoughts away, Shen Zhijing's eyes were sore and she suddenly wanted to cry.

She tried very hard to suppress her crying, "Brother Qi, see you tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Qi Yu hung up the phone before him before he could respond.

She took a deep breath, and a line of clear tears slid down her cheeks, blending with the endless night.

Ten minutes later, the driver Shen Zhijing called finally arrived late.

"Girl, I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the highway just now, so I kept you waiting."

The driver spoke slightly apologetically with an accent, and stuck his head out to greet Shen Zhijing to get in the car.

Seeing that the driver had a good attitude, Shen Zhijing didn't say anything and got into the car with the high heels in his hand.

There was a faint aroma inside the car, which seemed to be emanating from a small potted plant placed in front of the windshield.

"Girl, why are you still hanging out so late?"

The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror. The light in the car was dim, and the darkness was hidden under the black peaked cap. It was impossible to see the man's face clearly.

Shen Zhijing leaned on the back seat in a daze and frowned.

Doesn't answer the driver's questions.

The driver saw that she was not a good-tempered person, which was probably human nature, so he stopped deliberately looking for topics to talk to her about.

On the empty street, a green taxi drove slowly.

Shen Zhijing suddenly rubbed his forehead and felt a little dizzy.

Did you drink too much?

She raised her eyes slightly, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the driver looking at her frequently in the rearview mirror.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and her eyes quickly moved to the small potted plant in front of the car window.

This small potted plant has small purple flowers, densely packed, and few green leaves, which are almost unnoticeable.

When I first got in the car, the aroma in the car was still very light, but now it has turned into a scent that is so strong that it hits my nose.

A dangerous atmosphere is spreading.

"Master, can you move that little potted plant of yours to another place? It smells so bad, I'm about to be suffocated to death. It's the job of a master to satisfy customers' small requests in business, right?"

Shen Zhijing asked as he quietly put one hand into his handbag to look for his cell phone to call the police.

The driver paused for a second and whispered, "Of course, I'll take it now."

The driver held the steering wheel with one hand and reached for the small potted plant.

Shen Zhijing was in a state of confusion, his fingers were trembling uncontrollably, and his lips began to move rapidly.

This is a sign of extreme nervousness.

She still remembers that after pressing the power button of the mobile phone five times, a countdown will appear, and then the interface that pops up will be "SOS Emergency Help".

She tried her best to keep herself calm, pressed her index finger down one by one, and recited silently in her heart.

One.

two.

three.

Four.

……five.

Before Wu pressed the button, a dazzling light flashed past, piercing her so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.

A large, fast truck rushed towards the green taxi, with a loud "bang" and flames flying everywhere.

The location of the collision was extremely well chosen. Only the front of the car was damaged, but it was not serious.

In the darkness, a man wearing a black peaked cap against the light appeared in her sight, with a strange fragrance mixed into her breath, and she fell into coma little by little.

Shen Zhijing seemed to have had a long dream.

There was a woman and a man in the dream.

They loved each other very much at first, but later the man changed his mind and kept going out to look for other women after the woman got pregnant.

He even took it home and had sex in front of the woman without any hesitation.

The woman begged and cried until she burst into tears, but the man mercilessly kicked the pregnant woman down the stairs.

Bright red blood flowed all over the floor, spreading and spreading on the tan carpet.

"Brother, why is this woman still awake? The medicine should have expired."

"Otherwise, find a basin of water and splash her awake?"

"Why are you so anxious? She can't run away."

"Don't tell me, this woman is really pretty." A rough male voice clicked his tongue twice and continued: "You have to have breasts and a butt. It's great to have some buddies today." of."

As consciousness returned little by little, Shen Zhijing vaguely heard several rough male voices speaking vulgar and filthy hooliganism in the distance.

It felt like someone had stabbed me in the heart, and it was still stinging.

People in dreams can never see clearly.

Suddenly, a man kicked her thigh, and the severe pain made her wake up completely.

She didn't dare to open her eyes and could only continue to pretend to be dizzy.

But she knew very well that she couldn't pretend for long. Sooner or later the gangster would use a thousand ways to wake her up.

She felt that her body was bound by ropes, so tight that she could not move.

My hands and feet were numb under the pressure and had no feeling.

She realized she couldn't escape.

Sure enough, after a while, the leader issued the order.

"It's almost time, wake up this damn bitch."

The sound of hurried footsteps approached, and a bucket of cold water fell from the sky, soaking Shen Zhijing in an instant.

A biting chill ran through his body.

She opened her eyes suddenly and her heart seemed to be beating out of her chest.

The emotion of fear overwhelmed her like a tide, and it was like an airtight cage, with a pair of invisible hands clamping down on her vitals.

The clothes she wore were already very tight and sexy, and the wetness showed off the beautiful and proud lines of her body.

Her whole body was tied up with a white rope. She was surrounded by mud and green weeds. The steel shed above her head was rusty and had leaked from the long-term wind and sun. Looking at it from the inside out, she could see to a little dim light.

This seems to be an abandoned warehouse.

The leading man had a scarred face, his hair was cut very short, and he had a ruffian air between his sharp brows and eyes.

He was chewing on a cigarette, and the butt of the cigarette was lit and glowing scarlet. As soon as he exhaled, the white circles under his eyes slowly rose in the air.

It smells like bad tobacco.

The man squatted next to her, lightly scratched her face with a sharp dagger, and said viciously: "It's a pity to scratch this face. Please cooperate with the brothers and let us all feel good. I'm satisfied." We can consider letting you go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the men all burst into laughter.

It's unabashed filth.

"...It's just that" the man paused for a moment, suddenly grinned his yellow teeth, changed the topic, and ordered to several tall men standing behind him, "Release her so that I can take care of things."

Shen Zhijing's eyes widened in horror, he shook his head, and tears burst out of his eyes instantly.

Blurring her vision.

The figure in front of him shook and gradually came closer.