Surrender II

The feeling of fear seeps from the bottom of my heart, eroding every blood vessel and penetrating every pore.His breathing became more and more rapid, and the imaginary cold enveloped his limbs and bones, making him tremble uncontrollably.Lost and panic occupied his brain, he got up hastily and wanted to leave the room, but was grabbed by the man beside him.At this moment, Zhuo Yue is like a frightened herbivore, running around recklessly driven by the instinct of escape.He tried to shake off the other party, but was pushed face up on the sofa. "Let me go..." There was a trace of repressed anger in the trembling voice, and Zhuo Yue struggled more violently like a trapped animal.

Fear of objects such as cameras, drug abuse, excessive panic, and depression are all manifestations of post-traumatic stress disorder.After that obscene incident, his previously clean and safe world was completely destroyed.

Originally, however, it could have been restored before it was reduced to a pile of ruins.

Fang Mingyan knew this very well.

When Zhuo Yue pretended to be nonchalant and said that he was going to leave, it was he who overestimated Zhuo Yue's psychological state and agreed with him to leave.After that, I only asked lightly a few times, and after getting Lin Hui's report that there was no abnormality, I didn't care.At that time, all he considered was to prevent Zhuo Yue from becoming overly dependent on himself, but he never expected that it would develop into such a serious consequence.

For Zhuo Yue, he felt guilty.

So he has to make up for his mistakes.

"Master... Please..." Zhuo Yue realized that it was impossible for him to break free, and finally stopped his futile resistance.He lay down powerlessly, not daring to look in the direction of the camera, begging incoherently under the man, "I was wrong, hit me, please hit me, take it away...let me go..." Zhuo Yue, who had been relying on drugs to maintain her composure, was now pushed to the brink of collapse again, her clear eyes had lost focus, and she just begged meaninglessly over and over again.

Looking at Zhuo Yue who was begging so humblely, Fang Mingyan felt as if a hand had penetrated his chest and squeezed his heart tightly, and the suffocation and dull pain were entangled in a bloody mess in his chest cavity. "Look at me." The slender fingers caressed the side faces of the upper body and the lower body, and they got closer to each other. The man began to control him forcefully but gently, "Slave, concentrate on watching me."

Zhuo Yue looked at him in panic, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like insect wings entangled in spider webs.

"Very good, you are doing very well." The man's deep cello-like voice seemed to soothe his restless emotions hypnotically, "Slave, don't look at any other place except me, don't look at anything else, your eyes There can only be me."

Panting, Zhuo Yue forced herself to obey orders with the remaining rationality, and kept looking at the man in front of her.

"Relax, don't stretch yourself so tight." Fang Mingyan stroked his hair gently and patiently, "I'm by your side, I will always..."

At this moment, the mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, interrupting the man's words.

After finally concentrating, she was startled by the sudden sound, and Zhuo Yue, who had gradually settled down, glanced at the camera again.

Everything was out of control in an instant.

He struggled suddenly, almost toppled the person on him.The two twisted together in control and anti-control, Fang Mingyan deliberately restrained his strength for fear of hurting him, while Zhuo Yue, who was tortured by fear, had no scruples at all, and it was even more difficult to subdue for a while.When the man held him down again, Zhuo Yue let out a cry of despair, like a trapped beast with nowhere to escape.

"Look at me!" Fang Mingyan tightly grasped his wrist, and ordered in a deep voice, "If you dare to move around again, I will tie you to that camera."

"Please, I can't do it..." Zhuo Yue had lost all strength, and tremblingly said, "Let me go..."

"Slave, if you want me to let you go, obediently complete my order." The man supported his body with his elbows and pressed him down, "I'll give you 3 minutes. If within 3 minutes, you can keep Keep your eyes on me, and I'll let you out of the study. Every time you fail, you'll spend twice as much time with this camera, understand?"

"...Understood." Zhuo Yue had no right to choose at all, only to obey.

Every second in the 3 minutes was as difficult as a year, he bit his lip tightly, trying not to think about the lens like a hollow eye socket.The person in front of him became his only support.He shrank his body and grabbed Fang Mingyan's hand as if seeking shelter, so hard that the knuckles on his hand turned slightly white.

"I'll be here, always by your side." The man's voice softened.

His eyes moved, and his eyes were red: "I hurt you."

Fang Mingyan felt a dull pain in his neck just now, probably because he was scratched by Zhuo Yue in the previous chaos.He didn't care at all, and said lightly: "It's okay."

The mist in Zhuo Yue's eyes gradually diffused, forming a transparent water droplet in the corner of his eyes.

"Why are you crying? It doesn't hurt me." The man looked at him helplessly.

He was still shaking, like a small animal shivering in the cold wind. "I'm sorry...Master, I'm sorry..." Just as he was choking up and apologizing repeatedly, the person in front of him suddenly leaned over and pressed his lips against his, sealing the "I'm sorry" that he hadn't said yet.