Captivity, escape!

After holding Lao Xiao for a whole morning, finally Lao Xiao couldn't take it anymore and raised his hands in surrender, "It's okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Cheng Yizhu was overjoyed.

Lao Xiao put on a serious expression, "But you have to remember, when you find out, you have to rot those words in your stomach, and you can't tell anyone, and don't ask any more questions."

Cheng Yizhu nodded.

Lao Xiao beckoned Cheng Yizhu to come closer, then lowered his voice and said, "You haven't seen the master yet, have you?"

Cheng Yizhu nodded.

"Master Xiao looks very similar to Master."

Cheng Yizhu looked at Lao Xiao suspiciously.

"Because they are brothers, and Young Master Xiao is the master's older brother by two years." The old portrait slowly told a shocking secret.

Cheng Yizhu felt turbulent when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "Then why did the master lock up his brother?"

"Actually, it's not a secret that Master Xiao was locked up here. I don't know much about it. Most of them I heard from others. In the past, the master and Master Xiao were the children of a wealthy businessman. I heard that they lived a good life, but This villa was built by the owner a few years ago, but he didn't live in it.

It has been vacant here, but two years ago, a fire broke out in the owner's house, and then the owner and Master Xiao moved here, but the owner's parents are missing, and some people say they have been burned to death, because the ashes burned there Two unrecognizable bodies were found in the rubble.But the master didn't let Master Xiao leave here, Master Xiao always wanted to escape, so the master asked someone to make a chain to lock Master Xiao in the room. "

Cheng Yizhu frowned, "Why?"

Old Xiao shook his head, "I don't know why, but..." Old Xiao looked at the chef's door, turned his head and lowered his voice, "Everyone can see that the master doesn't treat Young Master Xiao the same way he treats his elder brother. Like a lover."

spouse?Cheng Yizhu looked astonished.

"Aren't they blood brothers?"

"That's right, that's why Young Master Xiao wanted to escape. But we have also guessed whether the locked up of Young Master Xiao was related to the fire. After all, the fire was very inexplicable. Young Master Xiao and his parents were in the house. But Young Master Xiao survived, but the master announced to the outside world that Mrs. Madam and Young Master Xiao all died in the fire."

Cheng Yizhu stroked his chin and thought, "Could it be because of property?"

"Impossible." Old Xiao denied it flatly, "The money earned by the master's ability is much more than what the master left behind. It can't be because of property issues."

"That is……"

"Stop, don't ask any more, just know these things." Lao Xiao interrupted him seriously, implying, "Stay away from Master Xiao in the future, even if you take care of his daily life, you must pay attention to propriety. What, Young Master Xiao is very important in Master's heart."

Even if Cheng Yizhu had more questions in his heart, he would not ask again, he smiled, "I see."

Lao Xiao nodded in satisfaction, turned around and went to work.

Cheng Yizhu returned to his room, his smile was instantly suppressed, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

The fire two years ago must not have been an accident. Although the information he received said it was an accident, he had an intuition that the fire had something to do with Ling Chen and Ling Xiao, and it must also have something to do with Ling Xiao being locked up here...

He thought of Ling Xiao's pale face, blank eyes, and the chains on his feet, and felt uncomfortable for a moment.

He took a deep breath and his eyes became firm.

Be sure to figure it out, and save that person!

In the study room, Ling Chen was smoking a cigarette, and the smoke rings were slowly lingering. His eyes were dim and unclear. On the large plan table in front of him, there was a thick stack of documents. The front page was suddenly a photo of Cheng Yizhu. It is the detailed information of Cheng Yizhu.

"Cheng Yizhu..." Ling Chen laughed suddenly, stretched out his hand to put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, raised his eyes again, his eyes were terribly sullen, "I'm sorry for not using you well, I'm really sorry for your purpose of coming here. "

At the same time, Ling Xiao who was in the room got off the bed, walked to the window, and looked out the window absently. Everything outside looked so free and joyous!

Just as he was longing for it, the door was opened, and within a few seconds Ling Xiao was hugged into his arms, his back was pressed tightly against the visitor's chest, a pair of strong arms wrapped around his front and hugged him whole, the warm breath Spraying in his ear, whispering in his ear with a longing voice: "Xiao..." The thin lips couldn't help but enclose the white and delicate earlobe.

Ling Xiao regained consciousness and struggled subconsciously, but in terms of physical strength, he was no match for Ling Chen at all, embarrassment flashed in his eyes, "Ling Chen, let me go!"

Although Ling Chen has done more shameful things to him, but now the two of them are standing in front of the French window, people outside can see clearly when they look up...

Ling Chen didn't want to let go at all, he had always been doing whatever he wanted, hugging Ling Xiao tightly, licking and biting even more erotically.

Ling Xiao couldn't break free, closed his eyes sadly, gave up struggling, and let himself be manipulated like a puppet.

Ling Chen sensed the deep sorrow coming from the person in his arms, his eyes flashed unwillingness, but he still stopped sucking the kiss, resting his chin on the top of Ling Xiao's head, quietly feeling it, without speaking.

Ling Xiao didn't say a word, he didn't want to communicate with Ling Chen at all, he was trapped here for two years, faced with his own brother's possession again and again, faced with the door that was so close but could never pass, he was already almost going to despair...

"Xiao." Ling Chen said suddenly.

Ling Xiao ignored it.

Ling Chen looked out the window with a calm expression, "If your parents are already dead, what would you do?"

Ling Xiao opened his eyes wide in an instant, turned his head to look at Ling Chen in horror, his heart seemed to be firmly grasped by a big hand, clenched tightly, and gradually closed...

"You...what did you say?" Ling Xiao's voice trembled almost to pieces, "Parents, they...they..."

already dead?

Ling Chen withdrew his gaze, looked at Ling Xiao who was looking at him in horror in his arms, sighed, and hugged him even tighter, "Xiao, you still have me, I will always be with you, Xiao, I love you you……"

"No, you lied to me...impossible..." Ling Xiao turned his head, and suddenly smiled, his pale smile was a bit forced, he closed his eyes forcefully, and kept talking to himself, as if he was hypnotizing himself, "No It's possible...absolutely impossible...they can't die...I know, you're lying to me..."

The whereabouts of his parents was the only reason for him to live until now... And now, Ling Chen actually told him that they were dead?

impossible……

"Xiao, they died two years ago, died in that fire..."

"Impossible..." Ling Xiao groaned violently and interrupted him, he turned around in anger and grief and grabbed Ling Chen's collar,

"You did that fire on purpose. They were still alive when I was taken away by you. You lied to me! Parents can't possibly die!" He growled like a wounded beast, his eye sockets changed Red, he didn't realize it himself, the mist had already blurred his vision.

Ling Chen looked at him steadily.

The tears couldn't hold back the sadness and fell down, Ling Xiao fell to the ground helplessly, pouring out all the grievances and pains of the past two years, he hugged himself and cried bitterly.

"Xiao..." Ling Chen knelt on the ground, hugging him so tightly that he almost rubbed him into his arms.His heart was aching and distressed, but for the next thing, he had to do this!

Ling Xiao struggled hysterically, crying, "Devil, you devil..."

They are also his parents, how could he do this...

Ling Xiao didn't let go, and didn't speak, he let Ling Xiao vent, his black eyes closed, and a faint sigh was completely covered by Ling Xiao's crying.

Until Ling Xiao cried until he fell into a coma, Ling Chen hugged him to the bed, covered the quilt carefully, sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at Ling Xiao whose face was full of tears. After a long time, he stood up, bent down and gently He kissed Ling Xiao's forehead, then left the room and closed the door. The moment the door closed, a sinister and mocking smile rose from the corner of his lips, "Next, wait for the net to be collected."

In the evening, as the sun was setting, Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes. His red and swollen pupils stared blankly at the ceiling carved with exquisite patterns. After a while, he slowly sat up and got out of bed. Since he didn't lift the quilt, the quilt slipped down on the ground.The chains made a crisp sound of colliding. Ling Xiao walked into the bathroom step by step as if he had lost his soul. There was a big mirror in the spacious bathroom. Ling Xiao looked at himself in the mirror, stupefied, haggard, distraught, and pale. , life is worse than death...

He grabbed the cup on one side violently, and threw it towards the mirror. With a "bang", the mirror shattered, and the cup in his hand also shattered. Blood flowed down from Jin's tightly clenched hand, but Ling Xiao didn't seem to feel any pain at all, his eyes were empty.

Better to die...

Should have died long ago...

This kind of thought is Ling Xiao's only thought now.

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the broken glass and mirrors under his feet, and the clean insteps were also stained with blood.He squatted down, let go of his hand, and the blood-stained glass pieces fell down, but there were still a few pieces tightly embedded in the skin.As if he didn't feel it, Ling Xiao picked up a large lens, raised his hand, and slashed fiercely at the wrist of the other hand. The sharp edge of the lens cut the flesh mercilessly, and blood gushed out immediately. Ling Xiao He wanted to use more force, wanted to completely cut off the artery, but at the very moment, Ling Xiao's hand was slammed open, and the fragments were thrown flying, hit the wall, and bounced back to the ground.

Ling Xiao looked up in a daze, and saw Cheng Yizhu panting and staring at him, as if... frightened...

Cheng Yizhu quickly pulled out the towel, and immediately bandaged Ling Xiao's injured hand to prevent continuous bleeding.

Ling Xiao didn't speak, just kept staring at him in a daze, Cheng Yi