The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

The lights in the warehouse were turned on suddenly, and a dim light fell from the ceiling.

The thermos cup in Shen Heqiu's hand fell out, and there was a metallic rolling sound on the ground, which was very clearly heard in the silent warehouse.

Sitting on the ground, his eyes hurt from the sudden bright lights, he watched Song Mingyuan walk in from the warehouse door, locked the door with his backhand, and approached him step by step.

"Song, Song Mingyuan..."

Shen Heqiu's eyes widened in panic, he moved back instinctively, then staggered up from the ground, turned and ran back.

But Song Mingyuan moved faster. He reached out and grabbed Shen Heqiu's collar, dragging him back abruptly.

"It seems that he still remembers me." Song Mingyuan viciously grabbed Shen Heqiu's collar and pulled him back.

The collar ruthlessly strangled Shen Heqiu's neck, causing him to suffocate for a moment, and then he began to cough violently.

Song Mingyuan looked at him with reddened eyes from coughing, as if he had seen something very interesting, and grinned: "I haven't done anything yet, why did it happen like this?"

He reached out to touch Shen Heqiu's face, but Shen Heqiu slapped it away as soon as he touched it.

Shen Heqiu pulled out the collar that was tightly grasped by Song Mingyuan, stepped back a few steps, and moved away from him: "I, I'm leaving, you go away..."

The feeling of being touched by Song Mingyuan made him feel sick physically, his brain became dizzy, and his hands and feet felt weak.

So uncomfortable.

He has hardly taken any medicine recently, and this instinctive reaction has doubled in intensity.

He couldn't control his stressful trembling at all, and his teeth were chattering up and down.

Song Mingyuan saw that he was being hidden by Shen Heqiu, and his already gloomy expression was even more terrifying: "Why are you running away, you won't let me touch you?"

He approached Shen Heqiu again, with gloomy eyes, his palm tightly strangled Shen Heqiu's neck, and threw him on the shelf.

"That's why you're scared?"

Song Mingyuan's eyes were red, and he sneered: "If you hadn't seduced me, would I be here today?"

Fortunately, everyone knew that he was the grand young master of the Song family, but he was actually forced to bow his head and apologize to a little bitch.

Those cronies of his used this incident to tease him every day, and even his old man Song Qingli refused to let him participate in the affairs of the Song Company because of this, saying that he wanted to avoid the limelight first.

Why?

Just because of Shen Heqiu?

Shen Heqiu's back was aching from the iron shelves, he grabbed Song Mingyuan's hand that was pinching his neck, his thin fingers turned white with force, and tried to break it apart over and over again.

"...Let go, let go." Shen Heqiu squeezed out a voice from his throat, he opened his lips slightly, his breathing became short due to lack of oxygen, and a sick blush appeared on his snow-white face.

Song Mingyuan didn't want to kill anyone, he smiled and let go of Shen Heqiu's neck, and lightly patted Shen Heqiu's cheek mockingly: "Don't be afraid, I didn't intend to kill you."

Shen Heqiu coughed and panted desperately, fine beads of sweat oozing from the tip of their noses.

Song Mingyuan bent down, pinched Shen Heqiu's chin with his fingers ambiguously, and forced him to raise his head before he could catch his breath.

"Look, I couldn't finish what I did last time, which made me very unhappy." Song Mingyuan deliberately lowered his voice with a sticky tone.

"Why don't you make up for it today?"

"You still smell good."

Song Mingyuan lowered his head and approached, breathing heavily in Shen Heqiu's ears.

Shen Heqiu felt goosebumps all over his body, he pushed Song Mingyuan away, the stomach cramps made him bend over and retch.

Song Mingyuan's face was ugly, he just felt that Shen Heqiu thought he was disgusting, angrily grabbed Shen Heqiu's hair and forced him to stand up straight, raised his hand and slapped him on the face.

"Don't be so fucking shameless! What are you pretending to be?"

A burst of burning pain suddenly exploded on the side of the face, and Shen Heqiu felt dizzy and dizzy after being beaten by Song Mingyuan until his ears were ringing.

He was already afraid of pain, but the sharp pain made his eye circles instantly red, and tears and cold sweat came down together.

Large black shadows swayed in front of my eyes, like thick ink smearing on white paper.

Shen Heqiu's scalp was numb, and he felt as if he had returned to the dark attic, or the small house he lived in a long time ago.

The woman's shrill voice was screaming and cursing in his ear, with madness and nervousness, as if it was going to pierce the eardrum of a person, and it was bloody and bloody, followed by a storm of pain.

She beat him while scolding, and the smell of alcohol was strong in her breath.

"Singing? Do you want to sing? Didn't I tell you to be good? It's because you don't learn well that your father will leave!"

"Why can't you understand me, do you know what others are saying behind their backs? Say I didn't teach you well!"

"Why can't you be normal like the other kids! Why can't you be normal? What did Mommy do wrong?"

"Why don't you speak, why do you look at me like this? Do you think I'm mentally ill too! Do you want to leave me too!"

……

Shen and Qiu Hua sat on the ground, curled up together, he felt too cold, too painful, he wanted to leave, he didn't want to stay here anymore.

Seeing that he was finally quiet, Song Mingyuan smiled with satisfaction.

He squatted down and wanted to touch Shen Heqiu again, but before he touched him, he saw Shen Heqiu shaking violently, stood up quickly, and stumbled to run outside.

He couldn't use his legs, and he ran too slowly, Song Mingyuan was about to overtake him within two steps.

What to do... who will save him...

Mr. Yi...

Shen Heqiu suddenly woke up, and took out the phone from his pocket with shaking fingers.

His eyes were blurred by tears, and he searched for the contact number on the phone screen by feeling.

But before he dialed out the phone, Song Mingyuan snatched the phone away.

"Why, you still fucking want to call someone?"

"Even if the Heavenly King Laozi comes today, he can't save you!"

Song Mingyuan clutched Shen Heqiu's mobile phone, threw it on the ground, and kicked it on the shelf next to him in a fit of anger.

The shelf was about to fall apart and made a harsh "squeak" sound, and it was on the verge of falling. As it shook, all the cargo bags on it rolled down and hit the ground.

Shen Heqiu was frightened by the huge movement, his heart beat fast, his hands and feet were stiff and cold, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, icy coldly stuck to his back, wrapping him tightly like a plastic bag, almost drowning in fear over him.

Song Mingyuan was still swearing, and as he walked over, the lights in the warehouse flickered on and off, his face looked distorted and ugly under the flickering lights.

Shen and Qiu seemed to be separated by a layer of plastic film to listen to the sound. Song Mingyuan's words were so vague that he couldn't hear clearly. His mind was blank, and only his instinct was screaming to run away.

The mobile phone was taken away, and he couldn't make calls... What should he do...

Shen Heqiu pinched his thigh desperately, trying to use the pain to keep his mind clear.

His panicked and out-of-focus eyes fell on the ground, and the thermos cup he was carrying before lay across behind the shelf not far away that was just shaken by Song Mingyuan, quietly reflecting the metallic luster under the light.

Shen Heqiu took a deep breath, opened his legs and hid behind the shelf.

He bent down and picked up the thermos, holding it firmly in his hand.

"What are you hiding? Where else can you hide?"

Song Mingyuan strode around the shelves and approached the flustered Shen Heqiu.

The lights flickered again, Song Mingyuan showed a gloomy smile in the shadows, and his voice was hoarse and dark: "You can't escape."

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen and Qiu.