[Quick Wear] Full-level heartthrobs can't fall in love

Wen Xiaobai's weak voice contained his restrained muffled hum.

Chen Fei frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's an old problem." Wen Xiaobai casually dealt with it.

"Go to the hospital more often. With your ability, even if the Gu family is gone, you shouldn't be in too much trouble." Chen Fei carelessly said.

Hearing Chen Feed's words, Wen Xiaobai recalled what had happened in the past two days, and smiled wryly, this shouldn't be too bad.

"Suddenly I'm not used to caring so much about me." Lying weakly on the hospital bed, he inhaled the smell of disinfectant, folded his hands in front of him, and suddenly said something expressionless.

"Hahaha, see what you said." A hearty laugh came from the phone, but the next second, the laughter stopped, "After all, your heart is for my baby."

Wen Xiaobai's raised mouth froze, his eyes gradually dimmed until the last gleam of light slowly disappeared, his expression was unusually calm, as if he had gotten used to it, when suddenly piercing tinnitus came from his ears.

He turned his head slightly and said in a low voice: "I know what the capital I trade with you is, you don't need to remind me deliberately."

"I've booked a ticket for next Friday, wait for me, Wen Xiaobai."

The mobile phone lay quietly on the hospital bed. Seeing that no one answered, Chen Fei chuckled and hung up the phone.

"Dididi——" Wen Xiaobai has never felt that the busy tone of a mobile phone can be so harsh.

He moved, and Wen Xiaobai grabbed the phone in front of him and threw it heavily on the ground.

Wen Xiaobai drooped his head, his right hand tightly gathered the front of his chest, his shoulders drooped, his hands were close to his sides, and his left hand hugged himself vigorously.

A sob came from the gap in his mouth, he suppressed the trembling of his lips, and opened his eyes wide to keep the tears from flowing.

But there is no fear or fear in these eyes, on the contrary, the sharp gray eyes only make people feel terrified.

Ten years ago

"Congratulations to Mr. Gu, you are really blessed to have such an adopted son. Mr. Wen is young and promising, unlike my family, who does not live up to expectations."

"That's right, you don't even look at who taught the university, we must have discerning eyes and discerning pearls in the Gu family."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, you still know how to use idioms, you know the pearl with your eyes, and you know the pearl with your eyes."

"Ha ha ha ha."

A group of gangsters from the hometown who used to be unable to settle down without a few fights when they met each other, now one by one honestly surround one person.

The old man was dressed in a straight suit, with benevolent brows and kind eyes, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes made him more kind, and the cracked smile clearly showed that he was in a good mood.

It seemed that these flattering remarks satisfied him.

He was leaning on a cane in his right hand, and he seemed to be very familiar with the people around him. While talking and laughing happily, he also made some friendly gestures, but these friendly gestures contained majesty and momentum that could not be rejected.

Obviously, this old man is definitely not a kind person.

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In the room with flickering lights, the quiet and dignified atmosphere formed a sharp contrast with the noise outside.

A figure hid in a corner with its head held up in pain, cold sweat slid down its cheeks and invaded the skirt of its clothes.

The white shirt was sticky to the body and stuck to the outside of the wound, making every breath extremely painful.

"Dong dong dong—" The slender fingers tapped on the wooden door, making a crisp sound.

"Come in." Wen Xiaobai's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

The visitor was dressed in a black tuxedo, black sunglasses, and combed his high-backed hair. He was shrewd and capable.

"The head of the house asked you to go to the front yard as soon as possible."

Obviously the butler behaved respectfully and decently, but it just made people feel shuddering and indifferent.

"Sorry, can you tell father that I'll be late." Wen Xiaobai pursed his pale lips and said with difficulty.

The butler took a breath, his expression became indifferent, he walked slowly in front of Wen Xiaobai, the sound of the friction between the leather shoes and the floor was amplified countless times in Wen Xiaobai's ears in severe pain.

Wen Xiaobai couldn't bear the rust smell on his body, the faint smell of blood made him almost vomit, so he could only vigilantly rub his butt backwards.

The butler squatted down in front of Wen Xiaobai, raised his gloved right hand, and tore off the large silk glove with his mouth under Wen Xiaobai's avoiding eyes.

The gloves were thrown aside by the master, and the butler held his hand between the two of them, as if showing off his slender fingers, fiddled with them non-stop.

Wen Xiaobai frowned, just as he wanted to get up and stay away from this pervert, the housekeeper grabbed his hand.

"It hurts?" the butler asked.

Wen Xiaobai clenched his fists, restrained his trembling arms, and admitted in a low voice.

The butler suddenly sneered, and then, regardless of Wen Xiaobai's struggle, he inserted his fingers into his wound.

"Ah——" Wen Xiaobai screamed almost collapsed, and kept arching his waist back, trying to avoid that evil hand.

"This is the pain. As a pawn of the Gu family, can't you bear this pain?" The butler twirled his fingers in his body as he spoke.

There was a creaking sound when the flesh rubbed against the fingers, which greatly stimulated the butler's nerves and made him torture Wen Xiaobai even more crazily.

I don't know how long it has been in pain, but Wen Xiaobai's eyes have begun to sag, and there is a hint of cherry red around his mouth.

When his movements subsided, the housekeeper pulled his fingers out of his body, frantically licked the blood on his fingertips, and left Wen Xiaobai, who had lost his support and was completely powerless.

"Master, please hurry up."

The wooden door was opened and closed again, and the departure of the butler did not make the people on the ground feel the slightest reaction.

Wen Xiaobai half-opened his eyes and burst into a foul language.

"abnormal."

Wen Xiaobai rested for a long time, and when the pain in his abdomen was not so painful, he dared to slowly support himself with his arms.

The waist is the key point of the body's heaviness. He just sat up and felt a pain in the wound. Wen Xiaobai pursed his lips and clenched his back teeth.

After glancing at the gauze next to him, he glanced at the bleeding wound, cursed a few words inwardly, then took a deep breath, and with a slightly trembling right hand, he went deep into his pocket and took out a small box.

The black box is engraved with red patterns, like fireworks in the dark night, obviously so charming, but with a dangerous atmosphere.

Wen Xiaobai looked at the box in his hand, the pain stimulated his brain, and the patterns on it made him a little dazed, until the sticky feeling of blood on his left hand became heavier and heavier, and he did not move.

He put the box to his mouth, trying to bite the box open with his teeth, but the severe pain made him tremble all over, and the box couldn't always fit the mouth, and he finally opened it after several attempts.

When he put the box in front of him, there was a syringe in it.

There was green unknown liquid in the slender syringe, and Wen Xiaobai obviously knew what was in it, with a serious expression on his face.

He put the box aside, took out the syringe inside with his hands, peeled off the protective cover of the syringe needle with his teeth, and aimed the needle at the wound on his abdomen.

"Huh, it's okay, it's okay, it's not the first time, it's no big deal!"

Wen Xiaobai kept comforting himself, making the atmosphere in the empty room even weirder, and the syringe in his hand also became creepy.

His hand holding the syringe was trembling constantly, the sweat from the pain had already dripped down his cheeks to the ground, and there was no time for him to hesitate any longer.

Wen Xiaobai quickly moved away the left hand that was holding the wound, and then slammed the syringe into the wound.

"Ah——" The wound that had been ravaged by the housekeeper had such an injection, and the toes curled up in pain.

Enduring the severe pain, he injected the green liquid into his body tremblingly with his right hand. He pulled out the needle until the syringe was pressed to the bottom. At that moment, Wen Xiaobai shuddered visibly.

He tossed the syringe aside and looked at the wound with relief.

"See how long it takes this time."

Wen Xiaobai said to himself.

He rolled up his shirt and put it to his mouth, bit his teeth fiercely, grasped the visible objects on both sides with both hands, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was going to suffer some torture next.

Underneath, the disfigured wound that had been ravaged by the butler was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First it healed, then quickly grew new flesh, and then the scab had already formed. This process did not exceed 50 seconds.

But for Wen Xiaobai, this is longer than a century.

Just at the beginning, he arched his body because of the pain, his closed eyes suddenly opened wide, and the hands that grabbed the debris on both sides were also raised convulsively because of the pain, and they were placed in the air in a twisted posture, as if trying to Grab something so-so.

But the hands that had lost their strength could only be held tightly. His brows were wrinkled, and his nails had already sunk deeply into his palms, but he seemed to have not noticed it. He was getting harder and harder. All trembling.

He should have gotten used to the pain, but Wen Xiaobai was still trembling with pain, his expression was almost distorted, if he didn't have a shirt in his mouth, he might have crushed his teeth.

Suddenly, those closed eyes opened suddenly, fixedly staring at the window, Wen Xiaobai stretched one hand to the back of his waist, took out a knife, and looked at the opened window vigilantly.

"come out!"

After Wen Xiaobai's voice fell, a pair of hands appeared on the edge of the window sill, and the man rolled over from the outside with a little effort.

"It's quite sharp, kid, good evening~"

The window that was opened only a small slit was instantly cleared, and the air-conditioning immediately swept through the small room.

Wen Xiaobai looked at the stranger coldly: "Sir, if you are a guest at the banquet, please move to the front yard, this is not where you should be."

"Huh? Let me go so easily? I thought you'd kill me after I saw something I shouldn't have seen."

The man sat down on the window sill, swinging his legs, with a teasing and cynical expression, and didn't pay attention to Wen Xiaobai's words at all.

Wen Xiaobai frowned, with an impatient expression, and the hand behind his back began to keep playing with the knife.

"You want to kill me?"

The man laughed and asked suspiciously.

Wen Xiaobai pursed his lips and didn't speak, but he arched his body slightly and leaned his upper body forward, like a wild beast ready to hunt at any time, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body.

The man pouted aggrievedly, "Don't, if I die, then you will never know your life experience."

"Sir, if you don't leave again, don't blame me for being rude."