After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the sextant bar.

Xin Zixuan waited anxiously outside the door, pacing back and forth.

A black Mercedes stopped by the side of the road, Xin Zixuan recognized it as Luo Qisheng's car, and hurried to the door.

Cheng Zhan pushed the door and got out of the car: "Where are the others?"

Xin Zixuan was sweating profusely: "He locked himself in the box and refused to come out. We can only hear the sound of ping-pong-pong inside."

Cheng Zhan and Luo Qisheng looked at each other, "I'll go in alone, that idiot will save face."

Luo Qisheng understood: "Okay, I'll contact the hospital."

Cheng Zhan and Xin Zixuan walked into the bar.

The boss knew them very well, so he took the spare key of the box and handed it to Cheng Zhan.

Xin Zixuan explained from the side: "We tried to open the door, but he threatened to commit suicide, so we had no choice but to back out."

"suicide?"

Cheng Zhan took the key, and Xin Zixuan walked around the middle hall of the bar, passed a long corridor, and came to the door of a box.

Without hesitation, he inserted the key and opened the door.

"Brother Cheng!" Xin Zixuan hurriedly grabbed the doorknob, trying to stop him, "What if he really..."

Cheng Zhan patted his hand away, and said softly, "How could he have the guts to commit suicide."

"No one is allowed in!"

Before the door was opened, Cheng Wenzhuo's screams could be heard from inside.

Cheng Zhan glanced at the sad Xin Zixuan and motioned him to wait outside.

Cheng Zhan entered the box alone, and closed the door behind his back with a "click".

The room was in a mess, the glass coffee table, cups, wine bottles, ashtray, and a few light bulbs on the top, all things that could be smashed were all broken on the ground.

Cheng Wenzhuo huddled behind a black couch, half of his head protruded from the back of the sofa, his hair was messy, and his eyes were swollen and red.

He looked at Cheng Zhan in horror, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Get out, get out! Get out!"

Cheng Zhan approached the sofa, and the all-black leather sofa was unsightly, with mottled stains, mixed with bright red blood, and yellow-white liquid, all of which showed what happened just now, extremely filthy.

"Wow—"

Cheng Zhan pulled the sofa away, and Cheng Wenzhuo was startled suddenly, shrinking back in shock.

But there is a wall behind him, there is no way to retreat, and all the places around him that can be covered are gone.

"Get out! Don't come here!" Cheng Wenzhuo sat on the ground, desperately tightening his suit.

In other words, he has only one suit in his whole body.

Standing in front of him, Cheng Zhan looked at the trembling man, wishing he could wrap himself completely in that narrow suit.

The usual savage posture has become a cowering fear in front of his eyes.

"Cheng Wenzhuo, follow me to the hospital." Cheng Zhan said.

Cheng Wenzhuo slowly gathered his eyes to look at him, suddenly blinked, and a tear fell from the bottom of his eyes: "You don't need to pretend to be merciful! Cheng Zhan, get out of here!"

Under the suit, Cheng Wenzhuo was completely naked, with several bruises on his skin, especially between his legs.

Before the reception was over, Cheng Wenzhuo was slapped by Cheng Zhan. He was so angry that he burst out on the spot, and left the venue without saying hello to anyone.

He didn't want to go home and be reprimanded, so he asked Tu Can to drink at the sextant. He was in a bad mood tonight, drinking one cup after another.

Tu Can accompanied him for two rounds, met a girl in a bar, left him, and went to work with her.

Cheng Wenzhuo drank several more glasses by himself, and began to curse Cheng Zhan for being a dead old man.

Unexpectedly, a few men at the table next to him heard that they were gay and thought that Cheng Wenzhuo was disgusting them.

The two sides disagreed, a few rough men picked up Cheng Wenzhuo and threw him into the box, stripped his clothes, and raped him.Several people took turns to get him on.

Cheng Wenzhuo was drowsy after drinking, how could he resist them, and screamed so hard that his throat broke.In the end, he cried and begged several people to let him go.

A few people were addicted to it, and they ravaged him before they wiped their mouths and left.

The boss knew the details of these people, so he didn't dare to confront them head-on, so he secretly called Xin Zixuan.

Cheng Wenzhuo's body was covered with blood, and the place under his body was even more horrible.

Xin Zixuan wanted to send him to the hospital, but Cheng Wenzhuo seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, tapped Xin Zixuan's phone and yelled at him to get out.

Xin Zixuan had no choice but to find Cheng Zhan.

……

"Follow me to the hospital."

Cheng Zhan saw that the suit on Cheng Wenzhuo's body was also sticky, and he was very disgusted.Then he took off his coat and forcibly threw away his suit.

"Cheng Zhan! I don't need you to pity me." Cheng Wenzhuo's hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't even raise his hand, and he didn't have the strength to stop him.

"You are dead now, Sheng Zhe must be mine."

Cheng Wenzhuo looked at him in horror, hating him so much, but he couldn't refuse his coat.

He was naked, and he couldn't really just go out like this. His pants had been torn by those people long ago.

Cheng Zhan pulled him up, Cheng Wenzhuo's legs were soft and numb, and when he stood up, he fell towards Cheng Zhan.

When Cheng Zhan helped him to go out, for a moment, Cheng Wenzhuo suddenly remembered that it was Cheng Zhan who carried him down the mountain that time.

Cheng Wenzhuo was in a complicated mood, he looked at Cheng Zhan involuntarily, and then looked away in disgust.

Luo Qisheng contacted the doctor, and after arriving at the hospital, Cheng Wenzhuo was sent to the consulting room to treat the wound.

In the middle of the night, the hospital was eerily quiet.

The long and narrow aisle was empty, and a row of incandescent lamps were lit on the top of the aisle, casting a pale light.

Cheng Zhan leaned against the wall opposite the door of the consulting room, and he turned the phone screen on and off, and turned it on and off several times.

At this time, Luo Qisheng's gradually approaching footsteps seemed a little piercing in the open space.

Luo Qisheng gave him the hot milk tea in his hand: "Finished?"

"Yeah." Cheng Zhan took the hot milk tea, he just hung up the phone with Cheng Beishan.

Luo Qisheng saw that his expression was not very good: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Zhan's palm was warmed by heat: "I was scolded."

Cheng Zhan closed his eyes with difficulty, and leaned against the wall behind him, "He thought I was taking revenge on Cheng Wenzhuo."

"Why do you say that?" Luo Qisheng gently pushed back the hair on his forehead that blocked his eyes.

Cheng Zhan opened his eyes, just in time to see Luo Qisheng's finger in front of his eyes.

Cheng Zhan grabbed his fingers and pulled him to stand beside him.

Cheng Zhan exhaled slowly, and smiled weakly: "Do you still have any impression of the injury under my right rib?"

Luo Qisheng: "Of course."

The injury had been there for many years, Luo Qisheng thought it was caused by a car accident at first, but later in Luzka, Cheng Zhan told him that it was not a car accident.

Cheng Zhan's thin lips parted: "I was almost raped in my sophomore year, and this injury was left at that time. And that time, it was Cheng Wenzhuo who hired someone to deal with me."

"!" Luo Qisheng stared at Cheng Zhan in shock.

Cheng Zhan smiled and said, "The other party didn't succeed, so I scared them back."

Luo Qisheng stared at his smile, but his heart seemed to be severed by that knife wound.

He couldn't imagine what this man would do to get out of the same desperate situation as Cheng Wenzhuo.

Cheng Zhan drank all the milk tea, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Because I thought at the time that I wanted to sleep with you, how could someone else fuck me first."

Luo Qisheng's throat suddenly seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

At this time, there were panicked footsteps in the corridor.

"Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Beishan and Gong Minxue rushed over from the stairs.

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When Cheng Wenzhuo was pushed into the ward, he was already awake.

When he saw Gong Minxue for the first time, he collapsed after enduring the fear he had endured all night, and wept bitterly: "Mom... I thought I was going to die."

Seeing the bruises on his body, Gong Minxue was about to go mad with distress, and hugged Cheng Wenzhuo: "Tell mom, who did it? No matter who it is, I must make him pay the price."

Cheng Beishan was also very angry. When Cheng Wenzhuo grew up in Cheng's meticulous greenhouse, when did he suffer from this kind of suffering?

When he heard Cheng Zhan's phone call, his brain froze.

Cheng Beishan said coldly, "Say, who is it?"

Cheng Zhan was standing by the door of the ward. In the picture of the family of three embracing each other, he was a transparent person who shouldn't appear here at all.

Even though he has the Cheng family's blood on his body, he is Cheng Beishan's own son.

Cheng Zhan looked at the three of them and thought to himself, luckily he didn't let Luo Qisheng follow in.

Otherwise, his embarrassment will be seen by him again.

"Yes……"

Cheng Wenzhuo lay on Gong Minxue's shoulder, glanced at Cheng Zhan with a pair of dark eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It was him, he arranged for someone to send me out of the venue."

"..."

Cheng Zhan's face was as usual, but the tails of his eyes twitched. He had already guessed Cheng Wenzhuo's slander.

"Cheng Zhan? Is it really you?" Cheng Beishan turned his head and roared at Cheng Zhan, "He's your brother!"

Cheng Zhan took two steps forward slowly, came to the hospital bed, looked at Cheng Wenzhuo with a smile: "Brother, is it true?"

"Yes..." Cheng Wenzhuo panicked, but relying on the presence of both Cheng Beishan and Gong Minxue, he repeated heartily, "Yes."

Anyone who is not deaf can hear the guilty conscience in his words.

"Cheng Zhan! Whether it has anything to do with you or not, you shouldn't let this happen to Wen Zhuo! You are your brother! My brother!"

"Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhan called Cheng Beishan coldly, "Since you were young, you have always favored him without asking why. Back then, when he drugged me and asked someone Che Lun to fuck me, what did you say? You Said, they are all from my own family, Wen Zhuo is just a child with a temper, just a whim."

"On a whim?" Cheng Zhan sneered, "If it wasn't for my fate, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot."

Cheng Wenzhuo's voice trembled, and he shamelessly accused: "You...you were not killed by Che Lun at all."

Cheng Zhan pulled open the clothes on his chest, revealing the hideous wound under the right rib: "Yeah, I didn't get caught by Che Lun, that's because I bet my life back!"

At that time, Cheng Zhan was facing several men who wanted to rape him, and he raised his hand and stabbed his chest with a knife, bleeding profusely in an instant, which frightened those people and sent him to the hospital in a hurry.

During Cheng Zhan's hospitalization, Cheng Beishan came to see him once, and he was more indifferent than a stranger: "He's not dead, it's all right."

Cheng Zhan walked up to Cheng Wenzhuo, and the wound caught Cheng Wenzhuo's eyes very glaringly.

Cheng Wenzhuo didn't dare to look at it, so he shivered and hid in Gong Minxue's arms.

Cheng Zhan straightened his clothes: "There was a fruit knife on the table just now. If you are ruthless, you can also use it like this. Cheng Wenzhuo, why don't you dare?"

Cheng Wenzhuo was so frightened that he hid in Gong Minxue's arms.

Gong Minxue hugged her son, angry and annoyed: "Cheng Zhan! Just watch him hurt like this!"

"It's fine if you don't die." Cheng Zhan said this sentence lightly.

When Cheng Beishan heard these words, his whole body flickered, and he hurriedly supported the chair to stabilize his body.

Cheng Zhan walked out of the ward and twitched the corner of his mouth at Luo Qisheng who was waiting in the corridor, trying to pull a smile.

Another sound of door opening followed.

Cheng Beishan chased him out: "What do you want to let Cheng Cheng's family go?"

Cheng Zhan turned his back to him, frowning slightly: "Sheng Zhe became like this, is it my problem? Mr. Cheng, every time you beg me in a low voice, it's not for the company, but for the Cheng family. What do you think of me?" ? Come and drink, do you really think I am your dog?"

Maybe it was because the incandescent light was too flashing, Cheng Beishan squinted his eyes, and Cheng Zhan in front of him was so strange that he was intimidated.

He suddenly realized that he didn't say it, but he was actually the same as Cheng Wenzhuo.

Cheng Beishan's subconscious mind just regards Cheng Zhan as a tool, he takes it out and uses it when needed, and kicks it away when it is useless.

I don't even want to see you.

Cheng Zhan turned around, his eyes darkened, his voice seemed to be mixed with hospital disinfectant, and all his emotions were dissolved.

"You Cheng family, when can you let me go."

"Whether you are dead or alive, I am not interested in knowing."

After Cheng Zhan finished speaking, he went straight to Luo Qisheng.Without saying a word, he grabbed his hand, held it tightly, and left the hospital building.

Staying here for another second, he was about to suffocate.

The two came to the parking lot, got into the car, and closed the door.

Cheng Zhan finally gasped a few times, and lay down on the seat: "I'm so disgusted."

Luo Qisheng saw that his clothes were not buttoned properly, and the overcoat was also left in the ward, so he took off his own coat and covered this person: "You didn't put on a baby warmer today."

"Yeah, I'm frozen." Cheng Zhan wrapped his coat tightly. He didn't feel much in anger just now, but now he felt a faint pain in the back of his shoulders.

"Do you want a hug?" Luo Qisheng stretched out his arms.

"Uh... well."

Luo Qisheng hugged him with his clothes on.

Cheng Zhan's frozen heart finally warmed up.

Luo Qisheng touched the scar under Cheng Zhan's right sternum with one hand through his clothes: "Why did he do this?"

Cheng Zhan said: "Cheng Wenzhuo killed my cat, and took a bloody picture of it and sent it to me. I couldn't hold back for a while, and beat him for the first time. He remembered his hatred, so he asked someone to come to Che Lun. .”

"Later, I was afraid to raise cats until I moved out of Cheng's house."

"Do you know that Shabre is actually a stray cat?"

"I picked it up in the grass near No. [-] Middle School."

"I went back to school once, and it just followed me stupidly. I felt a little... a little like..."

"like me."

Luo Qisheng hugged him with one arm, pulled the safety belt for him with the other hand, and buckled it up, "Senior, I'm an idiot, you can't let me go."

With that said, he lowered his head and rubbed Cheng Zhan's lips.

It's really like a meow.