After the sick top was forced to marry

In fact, a few years ago, Lin Zijin was not as wary as he is now, and he looked at everyone with scrutiny.

Four years ago, he was sent to South Korea as a trainee together with several brothers and sisters from the same company.Because there was just a wave of idols in China back then, and the training system for trainees was not complete, more companies chose to train trainees abroad.

Originally, a few people went abroad and were not familiar with the place where they lived, so they should be quite cautious, but there was Lin Zijin in the team.

Lin Zijin was still young back then, and he was very energetic.Although his parents did not support him to enter the entertainment industry, they would not discourage his enthusiasm at all. While looking forward to the future to shine on the stage, he got along well with the trainees of the Korean company.

Among them is King.

King was still a little transparent back then, and even had to work very hard to keep his ranking in the half-monthly assessment and not be eliminated. It is far from the glory of being sent to China as a company representative now.

At that time, Lin Zijin wanted to talk to all the trainees based on the principle of multiple friends and multiple paths, but King was withdrawn and weird. Even Korean trainees were not willing to talk to him. There was only one Lin Zijin. Jin Xianlai occasionally pays attention to him when he has nothing to do.

Gradually, King no longer always looked at each other coldly, and occasionally spoke a few words with Lin Zijin, and even learned Chinese on purpose, in order to make the communication between the two of them a little easier.And because of the small things that Lin Zijin taught him after class, King's assessment rankings rose steadily, and he was no longer the crane tail who was worried about being eliminated.

This normal relationship lasted until the end of Lin Zijin's study.

It was probably a night in early spring, and Lin Zijin casually mentioned this incident when the two were having dinner.

King barely understood what he meant, his complexion suddenly collapsed, and he stopped talking, just eating the light food given to them by the company.

Lin Zijin didn't notice his emotional changes, and said to himself: "You should understand, no one will help you with your movements and beats in the future, and you have to work hard on your own in the future."

King glanced at him, and the depression in his eyes became more and more serious.

Lin Zijin turned his head slightly, ignorant of his ups and downs in his mental activities: "Why don't you talk?"

King moved his lips and gestured in jerky Chinese: "Can you not leave?"

"No, the contract has expired," Lin Zijin said, "Did you understand what I just told you?"

King's eyes darkened again, and he nodded slowly: "When are you leaving?"

"Probably next week, it hasn't been decided yet, I have to ask my senior brother."

Lin Zijin gently raised the corners of his lips: "Remember to miss me after I leave, and I will take you to play with me when I have a chance to come to China."

King's eyes were glued to his face, and he quietly approached him: "Is it really necessary to leave?"

Only then did Lin Zijin realize that something was wrong with him: "Why?"

"Because of me, I..."

King frowned and thought for a while, then said what he wanted to say with a bit of distress: "Because I like you."

Lin Zijin has never been short of confession since he was a child, but this is the first time he has been confessed by a man.

What a foreigner.

So he half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my boyfriend? Don't."

But King looked into his eyes quite seriously: "Can't you?"

"Of course not."

Lin Zijin picked up the lunch box and got up after speaking, "We are just friends, I don't have any thoughts about you."

Because of King's problem, the relationship between the two became a little awkward.Lin Zijin also avoided him everywhere in the practice room in order to cut off his unformed signs, making everyone speculate whether the two had broken up.

Until the day before they left.

After so many days of ignoring King, Lin Zijin actually felt bad about it, but he didn't know how to face such a man of the same sex who treated him beyond brotherhood, so he could only pace back and forth in the dormitory with some anxiety.

Until someone knocked on the door.

King stood outside the door, with a guilty expression on his face, he immediately bowed as soon as the door opened: "I'm sorry, what I said that day troubled you, I'm sorry."

I should have practiced Chinese for a long time.

It seems quite sincere.

Lin Zijin's heart softened almost instantly, not to mention that he had never been really angry with King, after all, sexuality was beyond his control: "It's okay, you don't need to apologize."

He thought King was just here to apologize, but he didn't expect that the man looked a little embarrassed, as if he had something to say to him.

"Don't stand at the door, come in," Lin Zijin gave way to the side, revealing the messy dormitory, "But we are packing our luggage, it might be a bit messy, don't mind."

A trace of cruelty flashed in King's eyes, but he still maintained a "sincere" look on his face, gesturing to tell him that he had something to say to him, and could we go out together for a while.

Lin Zijin looked at the brothers and sisters in the house with some embarrassment, and followed King out after getting the answer.

He only thought that King wanted to talk to him, and he didn't think about other things at all, and he never expected that King would actually bring him into a warehouse.

This is a warehouse for clothes, because the staff cut off the electricity early after get off work, and it was pitch black.

Just as Lin Zijin had a strange premonition in his heart, the door closed behind them.

He turned his head vigilantly, and saw King slowly approaching him in the darkness.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Zijin asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

"I like you."

The awkward Chinese pronunciation echoed in the silent warehouse, appearing hollow and terrifying.

Lin Zijin moved his lips, stretched his hand to the side, and found a clothes rail for hanging clothes.

"Although you don't like me, I don't want to give up at all."

King's body suddenly rushed forward and landed on top of him.

Lin Zijin was holding the clothes rail at first, but he caught him off guard. The pole came out of his hand and landed on the clothes hanger, making a "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" sound.

King was already taller than him, and his frame was bigger than him, and Lin Zijin was overwhelmed by his whole body.

Lin Zijin had never seen such a scene before, so he was so panicked that he reached out to push him, but he couldn't push him like a mountain.

The grown man's breath was blown by his ears, hot and quick, and even his hands began to move around the hem of his clothes.

It wasn't until this time that Lin Zijin understood what he wanted to do.

"You fucking rape!"

He whispered, his voice full of fear: "If you let me go now, there is still room for redemption, you..."

A pair of eager lips were pressed towards him, and he dodged instinctively, only letting King brush against his cheek, and missed.

"I don't want you to go back and like others. You can only use this method, sorry."

Lin Zijin didn't want to listen to his mental journey, so he fell backwards in a panic, crushing the clothes rack standing behind him, and fell backwards on his back.

This fall was quite heavy, Lin Zijin felt his eyes go dark, and then a wave of heat spread around his ears.

King, who was on top of him, also seemed to notice the abnormality. After getting up, he looked at him in a panic for a while, then turned around and ran out.

For a moment, Lin Zijin was the only one left in the dark warehouse.

He knew that he might have broken his head because he fell on the clothes hanger, but because there was no light, he didn't know whether the injury was serious. If he only relied on his feeling, he would feel that he was dying of heavy bleeding.

It took a while even for the seniors in the same company to find out that he was gone, not to mention that King didn't tell anyone where he was going to take him.

Suddenly there was a sound of thunder outside, and then there was a downpour of rain, which hit the roof of the warehouse with a "bang bang", which made his heart skip a beat, and his whole body fell into a panic that was close to suffocation.

***

When Lin Zijin told the story, the expression on his face was very calm, as if the person in the story who was almost molested and locked in the dark warehouse was not himself.

But his hands trembled slightly, revealing that he was not as calm as his face at the moment.

After leaving the villa, Li Hua's car arrived in time.In order to reassure Lin Zijin, Pei Ming asked Li Hua and the driver to get out of the car first, and then came up after he had coaxed them well.

"That's what you've always wanted to know, are you satisfied?"

Lin Zijin pulled the corner of his lips, and looked at him pretending to be cool: "It's over, don't be so nervous, it's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly in his arms.

Pei Ming bit his lip, his eyes were flushed where he couldn't see, but his voice was still as light as ever: "I'm not nervous, I just love you."

"There's nothing to feel bad about."

Lin Zijin was caught off guard by his hug, subconsciously wanted to push him away, but emotionally he didn't want Pei Ming to leave.

"Why is there nothing to feel bad about?"

Pei Ming murmured: "Actually, I asked Sister Zeng, and she said that when you first returned to China, you often went to see a psychiatrist and tried many treatments. Yes, will it hurt?"

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurts.

The doctor said that his disease name was PTSD. After taking medication and even trying electroshock therapy, he slowly walked out of that nightmare night, but lost the ability to accept all intimate relationships.

Until Pei Ming appeared.

Lin Zijin didn't say these words, but rested his chin lightly on Pei Ming's shoulder.

In fact, the feeling of saying it was much better than he imagined.After this unspeakable scar was exposed to the sun, it was not as unbearable as he imagined.

"Although I failed to protect you by your side before," Pei Ming said in a low voice, "but this time, this bastard will definitely not want to come to China to collect money."

Lin Zijin chuckled amused by his tone, and most of the gloom in his heart seemed to have dissipated, so he cheered up and teased him: "It's getting cold, President Pei wants him to get out of China?"

Pei Ming blushed: "Just say hello to the organizers who participated in the event... An artist without artistic virtue should not come out to make money from a little girl, let alone mess with my boyfriend. Wait."

"What boyfriend, I haven't..."

Lin Zijin said in his heart that I haven't fully forgiven you for lying to me, so why have I become his boyfriend again.

But halfway through the conversation, someone knocked on the car window outside.

Pei Ming frowned slightly, regretting that such a good reunion opportunity was interrupted by someone, and just about to ignore the knocking sound, he heard Li Hua's hurried and stuttering voice from outside: "Boss, okay, it seems that there is something serious. wonderful."

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Brother Lin: Laughing to death, there is no way to ruthlessly refuse