He with my second personality

The room suddenly fell into silence, and there was no sound for a long time.

including breathing sounds.

Because it was too quiet, Yao Qi's heartbeat was extraordinarily abrupt and clear.

"Yao Chen?"

"Ok?"

"She's joking, right?" Yao Qi smiled and looked at the person in front of him, "You have flesh and blood, breathing and heartbeat." Yao Qi said, caressing the other person's waist, shoulders and cheeks, "I can see You, I can hear your voice, and I can touch every inch of you..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party had already grabbed his wrist: "...don't move around."

"Yao Chen." Yao Qi called him softly, and with the help of the other party grabbing him, he leaned towards him, "I think about it, can you kiss me?"

This is the first time Yao Qi took the initiative.

The two quickly hugged each other, and in the space where they couldn't see their fingers, they could only hear the rustling sound of the cloth rubbing against each other.

That night, the two played wildly, and even took out a little fluffy hand test.

"Brother, you won't leave me, will you?"

Yao Chen locked Yao Qi's handcuff on the bedside, and squinted at him condescendingly.

Yao Qi's whole body is pink, and the refreshing aftertaste has not passed away, his mind is blank: "Yao Chen... Yao Chen...!"

"Brother, sink into it."

Yao Qi was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Hello, Mr. Yao, it's time for you to check out. Do you need to renew your subscription? If you want to renew your subscription, you need to go through the procedures at the front desk."

It took Yao Qi a while to realize that it was the staff at the front desk of the hotel who urged him to check out.

He hurriedly got up nervously, and was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, but found that his hands were being locked by some metal object with fur. He couldn't move at all, so he had to clear his throat, and said to the door: " Okay, thanks, got it."

As soon as the waiter left, Yao Qi hurriedly pulled his arm, while freeing his other hand to grope carefully on the bed and the bedside table.

"Yao Chen?" Yao Qi called while touching, but the room was very quiet, and there was no sign of a second person at all, "Yao Chen? Yao Chen"

The key to the hand test could not be found, and the culprit disappeared.

Yao Qi couldn't get away from the left and right, and his fair wrist was already red from being strangled.

In desperation, he began to think about how to save himself.

Calling him is impossible.

Call the front desk... He looked down at his naked body, which seemed to be a little bit wrong.

I was in a hurry when I suddenly caught a glimpse of the mobile phone by the bed blinking on.

The caller ID was his mother.

At this time, Yao Qi didn't care too much anymore, suppressed all the shame in his heart, grabbed the phone, and pressed to connect.

"Mom, help me..."

When Yao Qi's mother arrived, Yao Qi curled up his legs and shrank himself into the bed as small as possible.

Seeing the miserable state of his son's wrist and the dots on his body, the mother immediately exploded.

"Who made you like this?"

Yao Qi's cheeks were flushed, and he buried himself in his knees without speaking.

"What am I asking you? Are you dumb?" Yao's mother got angry in a hurry, regardless of the hotel staff who opened the door for her was still outside.

Yao Qi was questioned repeatedly, unable to escape, and finally took a quick look at his mother: "It's Yao Chen..."

After finishing speaking like a mosquito, she was afraid that her mother would be even more angry, so she hurriedly added: "We...were just...just joking around."

Mother Yao's complexion has changed.

This was the second time he had mentioned this name to her recently.

Yao Chen.

Yao Qi said it was his younger brother.

dear brother.

But Yao's mother assured with her toes that she had lived for more than 40 years and had never given birth to a second child other than him.

Then where did this younger brother, Yao Chen, come from?

Yao's mother suppressed the horror in her heart, and she called a locksmith to help him open the small prop.

Taking advantage of the time when Yao Qi was packing his luggage, he found the manager of the hotel, stuffed a temporary red envelope, and asked to see the surveillance video of his son's check-in.

It was difficult for the manager to refuse the thickness of the red envelope, so he smiled and invited Yao's mother into the monitoring room.

According to the check-in time provided by Yao's mother, the staff skillfully called out a few days of monitoring for her.

"Four days ago in the morning, your son arrived and checked in."

The staff suspended the monitoring and zoomed in on Yao Qi who was going through the formalities at the front desk.

Yao's mother could clearly see that her son was alone and there was no one around.

The video continued to play, and Yao Qi appeared again at around [-]:[-] p.m. that night.

This time, there was still no one else by his side.

Yao Qi stayed in the hotel for four days and three nights in total. Every time he entered and exited the hotel, there were surveillance records, but no matter how you look at it, he was the only one by his side, walking alone, not to mention his younger brother, even the first brother. Neither of them could be seen.

Mother Yao was lost in thought while watching the video.

"Ma'am? Madam?"

"I'm sorry." Yao's mother came back to her senses, and smiled politely at the person who brought her in, "I'm done reading, I'm interrupting your work."

The manager touched the pocket containing the red envelope inadvertently, and smiled like a thousand-year-old fox: "Don't bother, our job is to meet all the needs of customers. If there is anything we can help, ladies can just mention it."

"No, thank you." Yao's mother smiled officially, and stretched out her hand to the other party, before she shook hands with him, her gaze swept across the screen inadvertently, and her movements stopped immediately, "Wait... trouble you, the video just now That part, can you go back a little bit?"

The staff manipulated the console and rewound the video for half a minute.

In the video, Yao Qi got out of the elevator and was about to go out.

It is true that there is no one around him, but Yao's mother found that he tilted his head and was joking with the air around him.

That kind of relaxed and joking atmosphere doesn't seem to be a deliberate performance, it's the real thing, the appearance of talking and laughing with people.

Yao's mother suddenly felt a chill down her spine, so that most of the video had passed, and she was still staring at the screen.

The staff next to her wanted to remind her in a low voice, but seeing her so preoccupied and focused, he swallowed the words again.

She didn't come back to herself until the mobile phone in Mother Yao's pocket rang.

"Is everything packed? OK, come to the front desk. Mom is waiting for you at the front desk."

After hanging up the phone, Mother Yao bid farewell to the manager and walked towards the front desk on eleven centimeter high heels.

As she walked, she hesitated.

When she walked to the front desk and glanced at the elevator she saw in the surveillance video, Mother Yao finally made up her mind and dialed the phone.

"When do you get off work today... something happened to your son, it's very serious, I have to have a good talk with you today."