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Jia Ye wanted to kiss Mr. Lu very much, as if that was the only way to express her love and gratitude to him.But seeing him sitting straight next to him, staring at the TV without blinking, he felt a little timid.

Mr. Lu is different from others, how would he treat the kiss he suddenly offered?Does he think he is mean?He bought it but didn't hold it for himself, so what was he planning to do?I really care about Mr. Lu's thoughts.

Jia Ye is still young, and now he feels that he may be "the first love".

The two passed like this for a long time.Until Mr. Lu turned off the TV and got up to leave.

"It's so late, go and rest. I'll come back tomorrow if I'm free."

"Um……"

Mr. Lu left and locked the door, and Jiaye watched him leave reluctantly.There is an unprecedented sour feeling in my heart.

He should have a family, otherwise why did he raise himself here alone?Jia Ye stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, staring at her scarred skin.Why not make a request?Anyway, let me see you in a more perfect image, right?Jia Ye felt ashamed of his body, and he felt that he was not worthy of Mr. Lu.

For the first time again, he fell asleep thinking of a man who bought himself.His first time seems to have been taken up by Mr. Lu...

The days of ease have passed for a long time.Mr. Lu said he was very busy, but he actually came here once a day.He has not changed much from the beginning, he is still so gentle, Jiaye lives very comfortably, but he is not satisfied, this kind of dissatisfaction is only because Mr. Lu has not hugged him until now.

Jia Ye has already fallen in love with Mr. Lu, and he has taken the initiative to invite and seduce Mr. Lu several times, which he has never done before.But no matter how hard he tried, Mr. Lu just refused to hug him.

There was no other way, so Jia Ye could only endure it.But he thought that as long as he could stay by his side like now, everything else could take his time.

But one day, Mr. Lu suddenly brought a woman here.She was a very voluptuous woman, her face was powdered two or three centimeters thick, she was wearing heavy makeup, she had a thin cigarette dangling from her mouth, and her lipstick was so heavy that it reached the filter.

The woman looked at Jia Ye as soon as she entered the room, without leaving her eyes.Mr. Lu also looked at him indifferently, feeling like a different person.

"This is the person you're looking for? Zhongyong?"

"Who knows, just try it." Mr. Lu suddenly walked aside, and took out a needle tube containing yellow liquid from the briefcase they brought on the ground.

Jia Ye looked at them in horror, as if he understood something, although he wanted to be brave and don't care, but the tears couldn't stop streaming down.

"Ah, don't be afraid." The woman took the needle and walked in front of Jia Ye, misty smoke rose from the cigarette in her mouth. "It's just glucose, it won't hurt at all..." The woman approached step by step, Mr. Lu just looked at them coldly, and Jiaye's tears became more and more violent.

Jia Ye didn't resist, and the yellow unknown liquid was poured into his body little by little, and he still didn't stop crying, but his pupils broke through the mist and stared straight at the indifferent Mr. Lu.

"for how long?"

"Soon, it's best to lock him up." The woman threw the empty syringe on the ground, walked up to Mr. Lu, and took out a handcuff from the briefcase.Then he walked up to Jia Ye and handcuffed him to the table leg.

Jia Ye never took his gaze away, but Mr. Lu seemed to be blind and didn't even look at him.

Suddenly, Jiaye's body began to convulse and ache, dizziness, patches of bloodshot ringworm appeared on the originally blue and purple skin, and then unbearable itching, he used the hand that was not shackled Scratching vigorously, he soon caught blood.Even that wasn't enough, every bone in him hurt like it was about to shatter.I have never experienced this kind of feeling, this feeling that I am so close to death but life is worse than death!

Is life better than death?By the way, this is how he kills those buyers every time.This time, it's the buyer's turn to torture him, but why, why is it Mr. Lu... Jiaye's tears are almost running out, his heart hurts so much!Sure enough, his fate has not changed in any way, and there is only this kind of person by his side...

After what seemed like a lifetime, the physical pain finally disappeared.Jia Ye hung his head, spitting blood from his mouth, completely powerless, staring at the ground with loose eyes.

"Ah, it seems that you have failed again? How can this medicine be put into use? Look at him, he is half dead." The woman touched Jiaye's head with her hand, like a flower that has drooped its head due to lack of water. sunflower.

"Hmph, then try again!" Mr. Lu's eyes burst into anger, and he frantically took out the other needles in the briefcase, and shot them into Jiaye's body one by one.

Jia Ye felt that she was having nightmares again...

Every day that followed, that woman and Mr. Lu would inject medicines into Jiaye's body one by one, and each medicine every time made Jiaye feel so painful.But he couldn't die, so he sank in endless pain, he didn't know what Mr. Lu thought he had done, and he didn't know why he didn't use his watch to send a distress signal to Ling.Every day when he was close to despair, his heart became numb inch by inch. What he hopes now is that Mr. Lu's medicine can send him to hell one day. Hell will definitely not be more tormented than life here.Just like this, let's quickly end his miserable life...

But God seemed to be teasing him on purpose, he just couldn't die.It wasn't until later that he realized the meaning of living up to now.

On a normal day, Mr. Lu came early in the morning to test the medicine with Jiaye.It was also the usual pain, just when Jia Ye fell to the ground and twitched.Suddenly a group of policemen burst into the house.

"Don't move!" A police officer controlled Mr. Lu before he could react, and handcuffed him.

"Let go of me, I'm a doctor!"

Jia Ye was startled, it was another doctor.A police officer came over to help him up, but he was still twitching in pain.

"I know, Dr. Lu, right? You're the one we're looking for." The leading policeman looked righteous, and Jiaye couldn't see his face clearly because of his blurred vision.But he must be a very handsome person. For a moment, Jia Ye had this idea, and I don't know why, it may be a kind of inspiration somewhere.He closed his eyes and passed out from the pain.

Woke up again in a completely strange place.Jia Ye looked around vigilantly, but there was no one else.

He got up and walked out of the room, went to the living room, tried to open the door to leave but found the door was locked.

This is a two-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment of about fifty square meters. The room is very messy, things are crooked, and dirty clothes are thrown everywhere.The photos hanging in the living room are in a mess, Jia Ye can't imagine whose home this is and why he is here.

Jia Ye looked around the house, and found that he didn't know the person in the photo in the living room, and the scenery outside the window was also very strange.Therefore, it is impossible to think about the identity of the owner.

Jia Ye sat on the sofa, feeling more confused than ever.He survived, and he is about to start his previous life again. Before he passed out, he seemed to see Mr. Lu being arrested, so the contract had to be terminated, and he was dismissed again this time. I don’t know what will happen when he returns to Fadiel explain.But this time it took a long time, half a year, Ling asked her situation before, and she was very happy to say that she met someone special, which is really ironic...

As the sun was setting, Jia Ye seemed to be forgotten by someone. He was very puzzled, who left him here?

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door, and Jia Ye's heart was pounding, what was waiting for him?

"Are you awake? How long have you been sitting?" A man in police uniform walked in and closed the door.

He turned on the light, and Jiaye saw the man in front of him clearly.He is about 30 years old, with a simple and refreshing lawn hair, a solid figure, a firm expression, and the muscles at the neckline are faintly visible. He should have a hearty laugh and a very enthusiastic tone of voice.

Jia Ye had never seen such an upright and awe-inspiring person. He had never dealt with the police head-on, so he was a little afraid of him.

As if seeing the fear in his eyes, the man walked up to him and said with a kind smile on his face. "Hi, my name is Bie Weilin, and I'm a policeman. I won't hurt you, don't worry."

"This, this is your house?" Jia Ye didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

"Yes. You passed out there when Dr. Lu was arrested in the morning. I don't know how you were captured by him and where your home is. I wanted to know something, so I brought you back first. Come with me to the bureau when you have time. Make a record." Bie Weilin looked at Jia Ye who was trembling slightly, feeling a little distressed. "Where is your home, I can send you back."

"I don't have a home."

"Oh? That's an orphan? Why was it controlled by Dr. Lu?" Bie Weilin took out the small notebook and pen in his jacket pocket, as if he was going to take notes. His words had a magical power that cannot be ignored. Jia Ye couldn't help answering him truthfully, but she was even more afraid.

"Oh, I'm sorry, occupational disease." Bie Weilin seemed to see his thoughts again, put away the notebook, and smiled embarrassedly. "Don't think about it, it must be very painful. I'll go get you something to eat."

Jia Ye looked at his thick back, unable to figure out what he was thinking, what kind of person he would be.

Bie Weilin was busy in the kitchen for a while, and finally cooked a table of delicious dishes and put them in front of Jiaye.

Jia Ye felt that all this was so strange.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I just made some. These dishes seem to be too much for the two of you. Eat as much as you can."

Jia Ye looked at the fragrant food in front of her, and felt a strange feeling in her heart.He just watched without moving his chopsticks.

"Don't worry, I'm really a policeman and I won't harm you." Seeing him not moving, Bie Weilin took out his ID and gestured in front of Jiaye. "You still don't worry, I'll just eat first." Bie Weilin picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of each dish.

Seeing this, Jia Ye also picked up the chopsticks.I had to take it, because Bie Weilin never left his eyes, he was afraid, and it was also to show his trust in him.As for why he had to trust him, he himself didn't quite know the reason.

It is true that he has not eaten this week, but his stomach does not allow him to eat more, and he is a little at a loss when faced with a table full of dishes specially made for him.

"Don't worry, just stay with me for a while. Just tell me where you want to go. I don't know where your parents are. I also specially asked the people from the Civil Affairs Bureau to help you find them. If you are an orphan, you can also find them. parents."

"Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome, by the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Jia Ye."

The author has something to say:

That, as to why Chic as an attack was such a hit in the past.That's because the author thinks that gay men should be like this, there is no fixed so-called attribute, there is no distinction between beauty, ugliness, rich and poor.Although most of the works will give fixed and different attributes to both parties, and they are more willing to write stories between the rich and handsome, so that some people will think that handsome and rich people are all gay men.In fact, the author himself supports all forms and classes of pure love.So I think it's the same for who you like as a gay man and for whom.So, there is the previous chic.It's not because when someone is weak, he will suffer, and when he is strong, he will attack. For me, it's just because he has the desire to be protected at that time, and his body is relatively harmonious.In other words, if someone insists on being the victim, I don't think he can be said to love the victim at all.