Prisoner's Dilemma

All this was like a nightmare, but Han Shaojun couldn't wake up from the dream. He didn't believe that he loved Jiang Chen for half his life and only got this kind of result, but the cruel reality forced him to bow his head.

The discomfort on his body was infinitely magnified, and Han Shaojun, who was naked and locked on the bed, was tortured by a strong sense of shame, and anger and pain surged up alternately.

Jiang Chen left, he really just left without looking back, indifferent and ruthless, leaving only Han Shaojun restrained in a humiliating posture.

From childhood to adulthood, among the three of Jiang Xiaohan, Han Shaojun seems to be the quietest and gentlest, but in fact he has the strongest self-esteem. He can't stand random criticism and can't stand others seeing his ugliness.Now Jiang Chen trampled Han Shaojun's self-esteem to pieces in the most direct way.

She thought she understood his mind, thought he had accepted her love, but she didn't expect that everything was just wishful thinking of Han Shaojun, and in the end this wishful thinking was also brutally torn to pieces.

He gave his trust without reservation, and was willing to let Jiang Chen enter his body, but only in exchange for deception.He is like a trapped prisoner, naively believing that his companions will share the joys and sorrows with him, but he did not expect to be betrayed long ago and accept punishment alone.

As the wind blew, Han Shaojun got goosebumps all over his body, and his soft heart was frozen by the cold.

Han Shaojun shook his arms as if venting, trying to break free from the handcuffs.The bed was shaken loudly by him, and he growled crazily, exhausting all his strength.

The pillow bed was overturned by him, the sweaty body was blown dry and drenched with sweat again, the skin on the wrist was rubbed off by the metal handcuffs, and the white bed was stained with blood, like falling plums in the ice and snow.But he continued to pull the handcuffs again and again as if he couldn't feel it at all, and the metal impact made a harsh sound.

How could he endure until the next day to let a housekeeper see his ugly face?Han Shaojun struggled desperately, desperately trying not to use his hands, but he had to break free.

He was like a small shrimp thrown into the frying pan, curled up into a ball and flopping helplessly.The frayed hand hurt terribly, but he had to endure the pain and continue to use the injured part to fight against the hard metal.

In fact, what is more painful than a deeply hurt heart?

Clack!Han Shaojun heard the sound of metal breaking. Fortunately, Jiang Chen got sex handcuffs, which were not as strong as police handcuffs. After some hard work, they showed signs of loosening.

Just push harder!Han Shaojun gritted his teeth, deliberately ignoring the pain in his wrist and the discomfort in his body.

But at this moment, he heard a roar that knocked him out of his wits: "Shao Jun!"

It's dad!Why did he come here suddenly?If he saw this appearance... Han Shaojun's scalp was numb, and he pulled his arms even more frantically.

The voice came from downstairs, and soon heard Han Shengwei's footsteps going upstairs: "Han Shaojun, what did you do, you brat! You are so big and you are making your mother angry! Come out!"

It was only then that Han Shaojun remembered from the chaos that he left the meeting in the middle of the afternoon in a rude manner, and Xia Wenyan must be very angry when he returned home. Now Han Shengwei came to teach his son for Xia Wenyan.

But it happened at this time!Han Shaojun nearly collapsed, struggling even more recklessly, and the handcuffs were knocked loudly.

Han Shengwei first entered Han Shaojun's bedroom, but saw that there was no one there, and then heard Jiang Chen's bedroom next door.The moment he pushed the door, Han Shaojun suddenly jumped up, his whole body tensed up, and he pulled hard.A handcuff was broken by him, he jumped up, picked up the quilt on the ground, and wrapped himself around his body.

But, to no avail.Han Shengwei still saw the naked Han Shaojun, with his clothes thrown all over the floor and the shiny silver handcuffs. The strong erotic atmosphere in the room almost made him suffocate.

Han Shengwei was angry: "Han Shaojun, what are you doing!"

Han Shaojun covered his body full of traces of lust with a quilt in fear: "Dad, Dad..."

Han Shengwei blushed, and couldn't accept his son who was planted with strawberries and looked embarrassed. He rushed into the bathroom angrily, but didn't see anyone, and backed out again: "I'll give you 5 minutes! Pack yourself up and get out!"

Han Shaojun hadn't recovered from the chaos for a while, and after Han Shengwei left the room, he threw himself on the flower stand in a panic and almost tripped over the quilt.The trembling hands could hardly hold the key, and couldn't align it with the hole several times, and because the handcuffs were slightly deformed by the smash, they almost couldn't be opened.

"Han Shaojun, are you alright!" Han Shengwei roared angrily.

Han Shaojun shivered for a moment, finally uncuffed his handcuffs, and rushed into the bathroom to wash indiscriminately.The uneven hot and cold water flowed over the wrist, stinging and washing over the body, sore as if it had been crushed.But Han Shaojun couldn't take care of so many things, and hurriedly dried his body and put on his clothes.

When he stumbled downstairs, Han Shengwei was already furious.

Snapped!A slap was thrown on Han Shaojun's face, and the weak Han Shaojun staggered a step and fell to the ground.

"Preaching prostitution in the daytime, you have to be ashamed!" Han Shengwei trembled with anger, he was a gentleman, so he could only swear such words.

Fortunately, he thought that Han Shaojun left Xia Wenyan and came back in a hurry to have sex and play SM. If he knew that his son was fucked by a man and then dumped, he would probably have a heart attack.

"I'm sorry, Dad." Han Shaojun lowered his head and covered his face.

"Look at what you did! You made your mother mad, you know?" Han Shengwei scolded angrily, "Your mother kindly asked girls out for you, even if you don't like her, you can't understand the rules! You let your mother's face Where can I put it? Is it okay to treat you to a meal now? Are the wings hard?"

"No, Dad, I'm sorry." Han Shaojun could only keep admitting his mistake.

"Don't say sorry to me, go back with me and apologize to your mother!"

After Han Shengwei finished speaking, he turned and left, and Han Shaojun hurriedly followed. The milk yellow bun who had been sleeping late in the corner suddenly woke up, shaking his fat body and spinning around under Han Shaojun's feet.

"Go back, I'll go out for a while." Han Shaojun pushed the custard bag, and the custard bag called softly.

Han Shengwei shouted: "What are you still dawdling about!"

Han Shaojun had no choice but to hold on to the custard bag. When the car door was closed, the elderly custard bag slipped in nimbly and lay on Han Shaojun's lap and continued to sleep.

"Apologize to your mother in a while! It's really outrageous!" Han Shengwei kept scolding, because he was too angry, he couldn't control the direction of the front of the car, and almost hit a tree.

"I'm sorry, Dad, let me drive." He was supposed to be driving his father, so there's no reason why his father was driving and he was the co-pilot.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Han Shengwei didn't appreciate it, "You are too shameless! Do you know that you made your mother so angry that you didn't even eat dinner! Your mother is the most face-saving person, and I will give her three points when I go out with her." You are good! Just hang her in the dining room!"

Han Shaojun could only keep apologizing. He really wanted to remind his father to concentrate on driving, but he was afraid of angering him.

Han Shengwei glanced at the wound on his wrist and the hickey on his neck, his blood pressure rose with anger, and he kept cursing: "It's outrageous! It's outrageous!"

When the car drove on the bustling street, the traffic on both sides fell backwards, and the night lights pulled out a psychedelic light belt. Han Shaojun suddenly had a bad feeling, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was: "Dad, you drive slowly. Come on, let me drive it."

"Stop talking nonsense with me! Just be honest with me!"

Han Shaojun was inexplicably flustered: "No, Dad! You stop and let me drive! Stop!"

Han Shengwei's temper was also stubborn, and the two fought over the steering wheel.

The red light at the intersection ahead turned to green. Han Shaojun's car drove through the intersection without stopping, but at this moment, another car came speeding from the left. The two vehicles approached. Han Shaojun turned the steering wheel to the right to try to avoid it, but Instead of slowing down, the car stepped up the accelerator.

There was a loud bang, and the world was spinning!Han Shaojun's mind went blank, and the car and people flew up, and then fell heavily to the ground.

That car crashed into it with all its might!That was Han Shaojun's only thought at the moment.

His head hit the car, and it hurt like a crack, and Han Shaojun was confused.The time was stretched infinitely, and the chaos at the moment of the crash was engraved in my mind.will die?In that short moment, Jiang Chen's figure appeared in Han Shaojun's mind again, the corners of his lips raised when he smiled, and his brows wrinkled when he was angry.

Before he died, he was still thinking about that damned guy!Han Shaojun fell into intense self-loathing.

If he dies, he won't be entangled with him anymore, doesn't it seem like it might not be a good thing?Even Han Shaojun himself didn't realize that he wanted to die with all his heart.

But he still didn't die after all.

After the initial dizziness, his consciousness came back little by little. He felt a soft and warm object pressing on his face, and drops of warm and fishy liquid dripped down.He wiped it with difficulty, and it was sticky and thick.

Slowly opening his eyes, he finally saw what was pressing on him.

It's custard buns!The car crashed into the barrier, and the broken steel bar penetrated into Naihuang's body. If it hadn't been blocked by it, the steel bar would have penetrated into Han Shaojun's face.

"Yellow bun?" Han Shaojun tremblingly touched the bun, but there was no response from it.

It grew from a kitten to an old cat, accompanied Han Shaojun's lonely years, witnessed the changes in his relationship with Jiang Chen, and now saved his life with his body.Han Shaojun felt sad.

But he didn't have time to pay too much attention to the custard buns: "Dad?"

Han Shaojun turned around with difficulty, and when his eyes touched Han Shengwei, all the blood faded from his face.

The car crashed straight into the driver's seat, the door was crooked, and the broken metal pierced into Han Shengwei's body. He tilted his head bloody and bloody, the airbag squeezed his body to the point of deformation, and the blood sprayed out had already stained his clothes. And the seats are soaked.

"Father!" Han Shaojun cried out in shock.

After hearing the news, the traffic police and passers-by rushed to drag Han Shaojun out of the overturned car.

"Father! Help my father!" Han Shaojun went crazy and shouted at the top of his lungs, and several people couldn't hold him back.

Seeing Han Shengwei's condition, the traffic police didn't dare to touch him at all, so they could only keep calling for help.

"Why didn't you save my dad! He's still alive! I saw him move!" The scene seen by his eyes became weird, and Han Shaojun roared out of composure, his eyes were red, like an erupting beast.He couldn't accept the reality in front of him. The scarlet blood spread before his eyes, covering the sky and covering the sky, and the whole world became blood red.

Blood, blood everywhere, the glass cut the picture into pieces, the strong smell of blood stimulated the nerves, the eyes covered with red all over the sky, the pain of losing a loved one tore the soul of a person, Han Shaojun didn't know whether he was crying or screaming .

Passers-by looked at the crazy Han Shaojun with pity.

"Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance!" Han Shaojun trembled violently, and took out his cell phone from his pocket, only then did he realize that he could not lift his right hand.The custard bag helped him cover his face, but not his arms, and several cuts with deep bone visible ran across his arms.But he didn't feel any pain at all, or his heart hurt more than his arm.

He found that his mobile phone was still off, and turned it on tremblingly. Before he could dial 120, a call came in first.

Han Shaojun connected subconsciously, and Chen Weining's anxious voice came: "Mr. Han, why did you turn off the phone! I was so anxious! I heard the big news! You must not go out these few days, or hire some bodyguards! I heard Zheng Ming and Da Fei are discussing to get you! You must be careful! Hello? Mr. Han, are you listening? Hello?"

The phone fell to the ground, and Han Shaojun's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

Han Shengwei's blood was still bleeding, a puddle of blood pooled in the car, the custard bun lay lifeless on the ground, his right arm was in burning pain.

With the noise of passers-by and the sound of car horns, Han Shaojun seemed to have cut off the connection with the outside world, kneeling upright like a statue.