The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

When Wang Luan woke up, he found that he was lying on a narrow wooden bed. The pain in his throat made him cough heavily, which caused the pain in his lungs.

I haven't felt this bad in a long time--

He curled up with great effort, but he couldn't stop his continuous coughing and panting. It was not until he was hugged tightly by the familiar person that he finally calmed down.

"Ninth brother, it's time to drink the medicine." Qi Chensheng supported Wang Luan's back, kissed the messy strands of hair on his forehead, and sent the warm liquid medicine to his pale lips.

Wang Luan just closed his eyes, shook his head weakly, and refused to drink.

Seeing him like this, Qi Chensheng frowned slightly, then leaned close to Wang Luan's ear, and said softly again: "Brother Jiu is obedient, drink the medicine first."

Wang Luan couldn't help coughing again, his body trembling slightly, he raised his hand with all his strength, trying to push the medicine away.

Qi Chensheng's remnant eyes dimmed suddenly, looking at the fragile and broken beauty in his arms, his voice lowered: "What is Brother Ninth doing?"

Wang Luan closed his eyes, neither looking at him nor answering.

He could feel that Qi Chensheng was holding his arm harder and harder, as if he was suppressing his anger.He is also ready to bear it all.

But who would have thought that the next moment, his lips were sealed forcibly, and the warm breath intruded involuntarily, soaking his lips and tongue with bitter medicinal juice.

"Well--"

Wang Luan pushed back feebly, but in exchange for a heavier attack from Qi Chensheng, he bound Wang Luan's soft waist, trapping him between himself and the mattress.

"Brother Nine, are you willing to take the medicine?" His voice became hoarse, and he tried his best to endure the surge of anger in his heart, and raised Wang Luan's chin.The figure of the person in his arms was reflected in the gray eyes, as if he wanted to lock him in it, and after a long while, he said frustratingly:

"Brother Jiu can be angry and blame me, but he can't vent his anger on his body."

Wang Luan still didn't speak, but a tear fell silently from the corner of his eye, Qi Chensheng immediately lowered his head and kissed it away, then kissed Wang Luan's tightly closed eyes again and again.

Under such a temporary atmosphere, the breathing of both of them gradually calmed down. After a long time, Qi Chensheng sighed as if giving in, propped himself up from Wang Luan's body, sat back on the side of the bed, and opened the gap between the two of them. distance.

"Since Ninth Brother doesn't want to see me, you should have a good rest." He lowered his eyes and was about to get up and leave, but at that moment, a thin hand gently grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Cough, cough, cough," Wang Luan opened his eyes, and then more tears overflowed, rolling down his thin cheeks: "Shen Sheng, where... are you going?"

Qi Chensheng held Wang Luan's face again, wiped away his tears, and his movements returned to his usual gentleness: "I'll go to the church and check about the canary."

After hearing this, Wang Luan moved his lips, wanting to say something, but his body preceded his words, and slowly hugged Qi Chensheng's neck, and buried his whole body in his arms again.

"Don't go...don't leave."

Qi Chensheng turned his head sideways, and smelled the sandalwood in Wang Luan's hair, which seemed to have been soaked in tears, with a slight dampness.

He finally put his arms around Wang Luan's waist again, and the two snuggled up on the narrow bed, listening to each other's breathing.

"I'm not losing my temper with you." After a while, Wang Luan suddenly opened his mouth and said sullenly on Qi Chensheng's chest.

"I'm mad at myself."

He raised his head weakly, caressed Qi Chensheng's face, and gradually a beautiful smile appeared on his lips, which was finally tainted with destruction and despair: "I really can't think of anything else besides hindering you. Half use."

"Qi Chensheng... Seven years ago, I was the one who lured you into this wrong path. It was I who caused you to lose your family fortune, lose your eyesight, and ruin your reputation."

"Now that the enemy is in front, it is also because of me. You must continue to hold back and give in."

"I am just a knife, a knife that Wang Mingsheng used to hurt you. As long as I am alive, this knife will be stuck in your heart for a day... and you will be bloodied and will never heal."

The fishy sweetness welled up in his throat again, he could only pant as hard as he could, suppressing the cough desperately, his fingertips were trembling with pain.

"Qi Chensheng."

"Pull me out, will you?"

Almost begging, Wang Luan held Qi Chensheng's face in his arms, leaned up and kissed the deep scar on his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

"Pull me out—"

Pull me out and continue to be your second young master of the Qi family. In the future, you will inherit tens of thousands of wealth, a beautiful wife and a beautiful family, and a house full of children and grandchildren. Forget the bullying and criticism you have received all these years, and forget about this person who has stained you with mud.

"promise me……"

"promise me……"

The scarlet blood finally choked out from Wang Luan's throat uncontrollably, overflowing from his lips in an instant, soaking through the front of Qi Chensheng's chest.

Wang Luan coughed heart-piercingly, thinking that he might die from such pain in a trance, but he felt it so clearly.Qi Chensheng pressed his waist and pressed him into the thick mattress under him.

The gray crippled eye was filled with an unprecedented coldness, and then the hand clasped around his waist slowly moved up and slowly grabbed his neck.

"Pull it out?"

Qi Chensheng smiled, without a hint of warmth, and Wang Luan's blood was still on the side of his face: "Ninth Brother, tell me, how do you pull it out?"

"Did it kill you?"

Wang Luan felt the hand on his neck getting tighter and tighter, and the whole room was pressed down, as if the night fell, and then the stars rose.

Four intertwined stars hang in the darkness, two are slightly brighter and two are slightly darker.

With one look from Qi Chensheng, one of the fainter stars fell in front of Wang Luan's eyes with a faint light.

"But Brother Nine, what's the use of killing you? Have you seen this star? I said it..."

"From the beginning, it was the place I reserved for you."

"You are indeed a knife. You will pierce my heart when you are alive, and you will pierce my soul after death," he lowered his head, rubbing the blood on Wang Luan's lips, and then with that heavy With blood, he said in Wang Luan's ear: "No one will try to pull you out. If one day the prick is shallow, I will add a little more strength myself."

"The taste of fresh blood, I just like it—"

After finishing speaking, he pressed down on Wang Luan and kissed them deeply, the remaining blood flowed between their lips and tongues, and in turn, Qi Chensheng bit him deeper and harder, like a torture of punishment, forcing Wang Luan to take his last breath, Make him unable to extricate himself.

It wasn't until the feeling of suffocation on the verge of death enveloped his heart that Wang Luan had no choice but to instinctively reject Qi Chensheng's body, but in exchange for Qi Chensheng's plundering——

Wang Luan's red eyes suddenly widened, but he was so hard to resist that he fell into it...

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When everything was over, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, Qi Chensheng called warm water to wash the two of them.And those things left in the depths nourished Wang Luan's body invisibly.

The two of them were squeezed together on that small bed, which allowed Wang Luan to truly feel Qi Chensheng's body temperature.

It was so warm that he was reluctant to leave.

In the tenderness at this time, recalling the words he said when he first woke up in the afternoon, Wang Luan finally realized what it means to be ashamed.

He really was in a daze and lost his mind to say such goddamn and hurtful things to Qi Chensheng.

"Is Brother Nine still sleeping?" Qi Chensheng sat up halfway, stroking Wang Luan's back, "I'll ask them to bring food up."

Wang Luan just took his hand and shook his head, but unfortunately, his voice was crying and... screaming just now, it was so dumb that he didn't want to say a word.

"You don't want me to go?" Qi Chensheng leaned over and asked Wang Luan what he meant, and after the other party nodded, he lay down beside him again, hugging him in his arms.

"I'm sorry, Shen Sheng," Wang Luan leaned on Qi Chensheng's shoulder, his thin lips finally turned red due to the tooth marks from being bitten, and he opened and closed gently at this moment, and said the softest words: "It's me again……"

Qi Chensheng blocked Wang Luan's lips, bit it lightly again, and said admonishingly: "Brother Jiu knows, and you still say sorry?"

Dazed, Wang Luan buried his head in Qi Chensheng's arms as if giving up on himself, only showing Duan Baijing's neck, which provoked Qi Chensheng to kiss him.

"Stop talking..."

"I really won't talk about it in the future."

At this point, Qi Chensheng's eyes really had a smile, he hugged Wang Luan and said carefully: "Actually, it was not against my will to agree to Wang Mingsheng at that time."

"Of course I can see that he has the idea of ​​trying to please the two sides. He wants to stay with the person behind him to work, and he also wants to deal with me to make a way out. But this is not entirely a bad thing for us. "

"At first, I just said that I don't want his life. But you know, if a person has done a lot of evil things, when retribution comes, I'm afraid I don't need to do it."

"Secondly - to reach an alliance with him in this way, we will have more contacts in the future, and we will have more opportunities to detect the people behind him."

"I understand Shen Sheng's thoughts," Wang Luan said in Qi Chensheng's arms, and sighed lightly: "It's just a concession under such a situation, it's really..."

"Ninth Brother," Qi Chensheng looked down at Wang Luan, then solemnly kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Ninth Brother, don't worry, I will help you get back the grievance you suffered in your heart today."

Wang Luan shook his head, grabbed Qi Chensheng's shoulder, and said softly, "I have nothing wronged."

"I just hope that you will be well, everything will be well, and that's enough."

While the two were talking, they kissed one place shallowly, and they didn't separate a little until the sunset of that autumn day gradually set and sprinkled thousands of rays of afterglow, illuminating the canaries flying to the window.

"Almost forgot about this little thing." Qi Chensheng glanced over, and the canary shrank a little, boldly jumped to Wang Luan's hand.

Wang Luan gently raised his fingertips, caressed this beautiful little bird, and recalled the slender figure he saw before he fell into a coma, and suddenly doubts arose in his heart.

What kind of person is it that the obsession after death turns into this appearance?