graceful retarded

Xiang Liu actually didn't know how many days it had been since he was arrested, but there must be a way to count the days.

Just record Chen Hui's act of giving him sleeping pills as a day.

Sleeping pills have a great impact on a person's body, and Chen Hui probably knows that, so far, he has only been given two shots, so let's count it as two days.

Now he is very clear, his limbs are not weak, and the blindfold has been removed by him, but he is not happy, looking at the person in front of him vigilantly.

"Who are you".

Originally, when someone was staring at him, he thought it was Chen Hui, so he sarcastically asked him why he was looking at him.

In the end, it was a strange man's voice that answered him. He was so frightened that he took off the blindfold.

Some dim room, and a tall man dressed in dark.

"You are beautiful," the man said.

Xiang Liu leaned his back against the wall in fear, he was careless, too careless, he thought that Chen Hui was the only one, but he didn't think that kidnapping a living person is something that one person can do alone.

From the beginning, there were two people, or more people, just because Chen Hui was the only person who communicated with him, so he mistakenly thought that he was the only kidnapper.

He was [-]% sure that Chen Hui would not and would not dare to hurt him, but the man in front of him was not sure.

"Are you scared?" He stepped forward and pinched Xiang Liu's chin, "It's so beautiful", the man praised again, but his tone was as cold as ice, without any emotion.

He took out a syringe from his lower back, and the cold light of the needle made Xiangliu's pupils shrink. He struggled to escape, but the man grabbed his arm and pressed him on the bed.

"Don't! Don't! What do you want to do!!".

The man snorted coldly, and locked the person under him even tighter.

Xiang Liu watched the needle pierce his skin, and the liquid in the needle was pushed in. The man stroked his cheek and untied his belt with one hand.

The accelerated heartache made the blood flow quicker, and slowly, the body began to feel strange, hot and oxygen-deficient, and the desperate Xiangliu stopped struggling.

Losing the cover of the thin quilt, he is now fully fucked, the wet tongue travels on the skin, leaving water marks and icy coolness, the fuck is wrapped by the fiery mouth, the sound of sticky water and a man's laugh.

Only a momentary, suffocating orgasm.

All that remains is the fear of death.

The strong desire to survive made Xiangliu raise his head and gulp for oxygen, like a dying fish. He scratched his neck with his hands, desperately wanting a breath of air to survive.

"Wait a little longer", the man brutally pulled his hand away, "It's almost here...".

"Me and you...".

Tinnitus, can't hear anything, the world is blank, and then returns to darkness.

The man let go of Xiang Liu's hand, lovingly arranged Xiang Liu's hair, and took out the same syringe as before.

There was a loud noise outside the closed door, followed by a roar, calling Xiang Liu's name, the man threw the syringe aside, drew out the dagger, and pressed it against Xiang Liu's throat.

When the blade was about to cut through the skin, he suddenly withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

After frantically looking for Xiang Liu for a week, Zhang Xuan finally met his unconscious lover in the basement of an abandoned factory.

The kidnapper Chen Hui had been arrested, and the matter came to an end. Through the glass, Zhang Xuan looked at Xiang Liu lying in the ICU ward, and remained silent for a while.

Zhang Mitang has been blaming himself since Xiangliu's disappearance. If they had left later, or hadn't left, such a thing would not have happened.

"Boss, you should rest for a while, you won't be able to sleep for two days and two nights, even Superman can't handle it", Huang Mao couldn't bear it, "Xiang Liu woke up, we will tell you right away".

"He must be very scared," Zhang Zhi pressed his face against the glass, "How scared he must be, when we found him, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes."

Huang Mao still wanted to persuade, but Zhang Mitang pulled her sleeves. She shook her head with red eyes, and the three of them sat in silence.

It wasn't until the third day that Xiang Liu showed signs of waking up.

When he opened his eyes, his mind was blank and his vision was blurred. He stared for a long time before he could see the snow-white ceiling clearly, and the sound of the electrocardiogram was heard next to his ears.

Xiang Liu, who was wearing an oxygen mask, tilted his head and saw Zhang Xuan who was crying and laughing.

"...you...why...you came here".

The author has something to say:

Ah _(′_`”∠)_ It could have ended immediately, but when I wrote this chapter, I was so excited that my brain didn’t follow my previous script at all.

Ah~~~

Uncomfortable

My outline is just a decoration

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