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On June 6, it was a cloudy day, with dark clouds clamoring silently in the sky. The storm was about to come, the sky was dark, and the air was mixed with a damp smell, which was a harbinger of an impending storm.

In the underground warehouse, the incandescent lamps flickered on and off.

Ever since Yan Xingxing, Yue Xuesen hadn't spoken to him for a long time, and he only saw food delivery people every day, and they all came in with their heads down, walking in a hurry, with dull expressions, as if they had been specially trained, no He dared to disobey his employer, let alone communicate with Yue Xuesen verbally, no matter what Yue Xuesen said or asked them, he became dumb.

Yue Xuesen didn't give up, and forced herself to cheer up. Finally, in the middle of the next night, she heard a few vague words. It was a little girl with poor professionalism who was standing at the door of the warehouse talking to another person. Thanks to her, To let Yue Xuesen get some important information, it is possible that he sympathized with Yue Xuesen and deliberately told him...

"Who is the young master imprisoning inside? He has done this more than once..."

"Hush—shut up, don't meddle in the young master's affairs, don't want your tongue anymore!?"

"Don't dare, he has many ways to torture people, how dare I offend him..."

"But...it's also strange, doesn't he usually stay in Yishi Hyde? It will be rare for him to return to Qingcheng South New District..."

"Maybe it's because Qingcheng is far from Yishi..."

……

Where did Yan Xing go? Yue Xuesen reckoned that he was going to participate in a physics competition. If he didn't show up at this time, it was very suspicious. After all, he suddenly disappeared alone, and it was impossible for Su Zilin not to notice.

He had to find a way to secretly pass on Su Zilin's own message...

such as……

Yue Xuesen laughed mockingly, he couldn't even move his limbs, and when he needed someone to feed him, how could he deliver the message?By idea?

Maybe it was because he was bored, he looked around, the warehouse was not big, and he could see everything at a glance.

The chest of drawers full of dust particles, the roof cement boards are piled up, precarious, as if it will collapse in the next moment, a handful of iron bars are thrown randomly in the corner, the depression on it is covered with solidified and blackened blood stains, and there are scattered and criss-crossed stones beside it. nylon rope.

The walls are peeling off and the white paint has faded. It looks like a room that has been abandoned for several years and temporarily renovated as a warehouse. The only window that communicates with the outside world is sealed tightly with yellow tape, making it airtight.

When he couldn't sleep, Yue Xuesen would look down and count how many sheets of printing paper there were on the floor. Yes, the floor of this empty warehouse was covered with white and clean printing paper.

Yue Xuesen's eyes dimmed for a moment, he pressed his hands on the edge of the iron chair and exerted force, his body center of gravity leaned forward, and his whole body hit the floor hard, making a muffled sound, his shoulder blades collided with the iron lock, and the iron chain was ear-piercing. The sound of friction carried through the sky.

Intense pain swept up, the face rubbed against the rough concrete floor, the pain was burning, the upper eyelid was worn out, and bright red blood leaked out, the eyebrows could not help but frown slightly, and the lips were bitten with layers of teeth marks.

Yue Xuesen has a habit of carrying a pen with him and hiding it in his trousers pocket. The iron chain is tied tightly, so that he can plead with him and loosen the iron chain before he walks, so that he can touch it completely. Pocket, at least the movement was a little embarrassing.

Sweating profusely, with shocking bruises on his wrists, Yue Xuesen wrote the secret code and SOS for help, Su Zilin's contact number was also written on it, tore it off and squeezed it into a ball, carefully hiding it in the palm of his hand.

The movement of Yue Xuesen falling to the ground was not small, and soon attracted the black-clothed bodyguards guarding the gate. Seeing that Yue Xuesen had just fallen and did not escape, they were obviously relieved, straightened his iron chair, and bandaged him briefly. After healed the wound, he retreated silently, and returned to dead silence.

When it was time to deliver meals in the evening, it was the kind girl who came to deliver the meals. The moment Yue Xuesen took away the empty rice bowl, she gently threw the ball of paper to her feet. The little girl froze for a moment, then quickly picked it up. Without even looking at Yue Xuesen, he hurriedly left the warehouse. The guard at the door closed the iron door as usual, and didn't notice anything.

Yue Xuesen spread out his palms, and there was a cold sweat...

It worked...

Loneliness is always difficult, there is no clock here, so Yue Xuesen has no concept of time, and can only guess the approximate time by feeling, it should be several days...

he's going crazy...

For three consecutive days, Yue Xuesen was tortured by repeated insomnia, and her face was paler than the wall.

Yue Xuesen was tied to the iron chair in a strange posture, coupled with the glare of the lights, he did not sleep peacefully, half asleep and half awake, he saw someone open the iron door, it was Yan Xing who had returned.

Yue Xuesen immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, his nerves were tense, and he really sank into the sea consciously, and passed out from sleep...

When he woke up again, he found that he was no longer in that simple warehouse...

The air in the nose is much fresher, and it is no longer the musty smell in the closed warehouse.

The long-lost sunlight shone on the exposed skin, warming it, Yue Xuesen opened his eyes a little bit, and was stunned.

Immediately propped up from the bed, half-sitting in the soft and silky velvet quilt, this is a large bed that can accommodate more than a dozen people, it is extravagant and luxurious, and when you get out of the bed, there is a floor-to-ceiling window with a height of one person, and the blue wave-patterned curtains Floating with the wind, the flying arc is extremely beautiful. The afternoon sun cuts the gray and gold of the floor clearly, and there are bright and gorgeous flowers planted on the window sill, which are delicate and tender.

Yue Xuesen was dumbfounded.

A lot of content flashed through my mind, and in the end there were only two words "digging!", concise and to the point.

Really...he doesn't understand the world of the rich.

Without the restraint of chains, Yue Xuesen could move his limbs, but the scope of free movement may be limited to this gorgeous and incredible room. He got out of bed slowly, hadn’t walked for a long time, his legs were weak, he held on to the wall and struggled Move your pace.

Yue Xuesen touched the bathroom, there was nothing wrong with it, he wanted to go to the toilet and clean up his personal hygiene by the way, nothing more, when he inadvertently glanced at himself in the mirror, he froze, his eyes widened in surprise.

The person in the mirror...is me? !

The skinny, bone-like young man is him...

???

Yue Xuesen thought so.

But the facts have proved that even if Yue Xuesen is thin and out of shape, he is still a beauty. Thinness does not affect his appearance at all... On the contrary, it adds a little more morbid beauty, which makes people involuntarily hold him in his arms and pamper him .

Yue Xuesen frowned, turned her head away from the mirror, washed her body carefully, wrapped herself in a bath towel and just came out of the bathroom, she happened to meet Shang Yanxing's greedy and infatuated eyes, her eyes met, she was speechless for a while, but there was an undercurrent...