Shhh, it's a secret...

I don't know why I burst into tears, obviously I was the perpetrator.

It may be fear, hugging yourself, unwilling to look up and see the truth.

Or maybe, at that moment, I knew very well that my world had undergone earth-shaking changes, and our relationship had also begun to step into a rough place.

I am sad and at a loss as to what should I do.

Suddenly, a helpless sigh came from my ear, my body froze, and then a pair of warm hands touched the top of my head and rubbed it gently.

He said, "Little Qiao, why are you crying? It's me who should be crying."

Hearing his usual, perhaps more gentle words, I still dare not move. Although he didn't do anything to me, I still know the cruelty in his body.

I was afraid that if he was not happy, he would crush me to ashes.

He raised my head and refused to allow me to resist.

Looking at my tear-stained face, he smiled, then slowly moved closer, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked away all the tears little by little. , but you, crying is not pretty at all."

He stretched out his hand, put his fingertips on my lips, and pressed them, with abstinence and lust.

"Little Qiao, I don't blame you, stop crying."

"Besides, I don't like you crying."

As he said that, he took the clothes on the side and put them on for me. I stared blankly at him who was still naked, and the red and white traces there were drawn down his thighs.

He was generous and didn't feel embarrassed at all, but I was embarrassed.

After wearing it, he took my hand and took me to the washroom in my room, took a towel, soaked it in water, and covered my eyes. The cool feeling brought me back to my senses in an instant.

He pressed my struggling body and said, "Little Qiao, be good, what should I do if my aunt sees me when I go out with red and swollen eyes?"

After I calmed down, he bent down and leaned his head on my shoulder: "Little Qiao, do you know? My whole body is sore now, please be good. From now on, I will do whatever you want."

I pulled down the towel, looked at him and retorted: "How can I bother?!"

He lifted up his shirt, pointed at the bruises on his body, and said solemnly: "Look, you did all of this."

I followed his hand and looked over, the bruises all over my body were really terrifying, I hurriedly pulled off his shirt with a guilty conscience: "This is an accident, do you understand the accident?!"

"But, what you called was my name."

……

After that day, he and I seemed to be the same as before, and there seemed to be some unspeakable changes.

When I woke up, I was very scared, afraid that he would hit me, and also afraid that he would tell my mother that if my mother knew, she would lose two layers of skin without dying.

But he didn't do anything, just as he had a huge tolerance towards me back then.

It is also this tolerance that makes me more unscrupulous.

After the panic, I tasted love and lust for the first time. Every night, what I think about is the bruise. Lie down under me obediently, let me do whatever I want.

I know it's not normal, and I know there are refuted ethics, but I just want to enjoy it and don't want to bear it.

In this way, I lived in a daze.

On my birthday in the second year of high school, he gave me a ring. Knowing that I didn’t want to wear it, he put it on a chain as a necklace and hung it around my neck. He kissed me in the dark and said, “Little Qiao, you are mine.” , you are mine forever."

……

I'm yours.

It's yours for life.

……

I smiled and said nothing.

I dug out the necklace that looked like a token of love from under the bed, and raised the corners of my mouth ironically: Yin You, do you think it's possible?

I am mine and will only be mine.

I never belong to anyone, I belong to my own existence.

not to mention……

I clenched the necklace tightly, looking hideous.

Yinyou, you are dead!You have been dead for three years!Three years!Not three days!It's not March either!

How can I belong to a dead man? !

Don't you think this is the funniest joke in the world? !

Why are you looking for me?

I obviously don't owe you anything!

Even if something is owed to you, the root cause is you!

Just treat it as me begging you, don't look for me again, okay!

The cool wind blows through the dormitory, gently caressing my hideous face.

I looked at the open window on the balcony, as if remembering something, kissed the ring gently and twistedly, then raised my hand, threw it without hesitation, and watched it disappear from the window.

Suddenly, I looked up to the sky and laughed so hard that tears came out.

It seemed that what was thrown away was not a ring, but a heavy burden.

In fact, it is not a burden to me, it binds the sex, and it also binds my conscience.

Outside the door, a person from the dormitory next door looked in, saw me sitting on the ground laughing, frowned and walked up, and patted my shoulder: "Student, are you okay?"

I raised my hand to wipe my face and stood up: "It's okay."

"That's good. I just heard the movement next door. I thought it was something wrong. It's fine. By the way, I'm Gao Heqian from the School of Economics. I don't know who you are?"

"School of Psychology, Jozo."

"So you are Qiao Zuo!"

Gao Heqian shouted: "Actually, I wanted to know you a long time ago, but I didn't have the chance. Today, it's really a coincidence that I met a real person!"

I was taken aback by his surprised tone, raised my eyebrows, and looked at this tall and thin boy: "Why, am I so famous?"

"Are you being modest or do you really not know?"

He sized me up and said, "Since freshman year, the girls in our class have been nagging me every day, saying that Qiao Zuo from the School of Psychology is handsome, cold, and looks like a young master in the capital. Prince Leng!"

I waved my hand: "How can there be..."

It's really not my modesty. In the capital city, as a young master, even if you have doubled it several times, you really can't rank me high.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, looked at the number, and signaled him to go out to answer a call.

After I nodded, he went outside the door.

After a while, he came in and said goodbye to me: "I'm sorry, the activity agency has something to do suddenly, I have to go there. But the acquaintance is fate, I will treat you to dinner when I am free!"

After I watched his figure disappear, I shrugged my shoulders, and my dark heart was temporarily illuminated by his vitality.

Seeing the mess I made, I squatted down and cleaned it up.