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A gust of cold wind blew past the window, Meng Yi shivered, his whole body was completely cold from head to toe.

His beating heart seemed to have turned into a crudely made kite, with a thread protruding from the hole, Fu Juehan held it in his palm, it hurt when he pulled it, and he would be blown away by the wind if he didn't pull the kite .

Meng Yi's mind was full of thoughts about what would happen if the Dong Chuang incident happened.

Have you been driven away again...like a stray dog, kicked from a warm and clean home into the long rain, and returned to that little hole that no one will ever patronize... .

"Little Treasure...Little Treasure?"

"Ah! What, what's the matter?"

Fu Juehan looked at him suspiciously, raised his hand and tapped on his forehead: "What are you thinking?"

Meng Yi raised his eyes in panic, he was so burned by the gentle and silent love in his eyes, it seemed that a ball of hot and bloated air was blowing into his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that my brother called me just now, and I was so busy playing that I forgot to call back."

"Well, go back now, it's not too late for him."

"Farewell, I'd better send a text message, I'm afraid to disturb his work."

Meng wanted to reply quickly after the message was sent, but he read it several times before he understood it, so he replied well.

"Brother Han, I'm going to participate in a wine game for my brother tomorrow night, and I can't play in the store anymore, let me tell you."

Fu Juehan didn't make a sound, instead he raised his eyes and looked at him for a while, then smiled and said: "It turns out that every time you call me softly, something will happen, and I am a little afraid to answer."

The first time was at the gym, the second time was at the parking lot, and the third time was at the bottom of the stairs, but every time Meng Yi finished calling, Fu Juehan's full expectation would be in vain again.

He was already timid, and now he has been charged with dishonesty.

"Then do you like it?"

"what?"

"It's what we do every time I call you that, hold hands with me, hug, kiss, do you like it?"

When he said these words, he dug his fingertips into the palm of his hand, like a despicable and lucky thief, thinking that as long as Fu Juehan's answer was not painful, he would confess immediately.

But in the next second, someone said: "I'm almost 30 years old. This is the first time I'm doing this with my beloved. Do you think I like it?"

Meng Yi blinked blankly, then froze: "Why, how could it be the first time... haven't you talked about it before..."

He is such a cool and charming person, and he has been in high positions all year round. Even if he doesn't look for him, there will be countless men and women rushing to him. How could he be intimate with someone for the first time.

But Fu Juehan just slightly raised his eyebrows, turned his head away, and his voice was filled with love and cherish that Meng Yi didn't understand: "Because the child I like has never grown up."

"I made a very serious mistake, which caused him to suffer a lot alone. At the age of 20, I want him to experience the sourness and tension of love again. I am not even willing."

With a bang, the heart was clenched into a huge snow ball and fell hard.

Meng Yi raised his misty eyes, and a thought was ready to come out of his head: "We... have known each other before?"

Fu Juehan smiled, neither acknowledging nor denying, he just raised his hand to brush the tail of his hair, the warm palm was like an oar scooping up the waves.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the sun shone on the snowball——

"There is no answer to this question, but I can tell you that what I like is not only kisses and hugs, but every day and night with you is enough to support me for many years, before and in the future."

The snowball melted into rain and fell all over Meng Yi's heart.

The moment he was embraced by Fu Juehan, he knew that he would never have the courage to say something again.

Meng Yi stayed up all night, and even prevaricated when he promised to see a doctor.

The two hadn't seen each other for almost a day, Fu Juehan had been doing business outside and didn't come back, so he arranged for five bodyguards to accompany Meng Yi to the bar before dinner.

"What's the matter, Meng'er, you're out of your mind and want to be shot?" Chen Lin leaned into his ear and asked weepingly.

Meng Yi took a sip of his wine sullenly, "I see you fucking owe money."

"Hey, why are you so anxious, did you quarrel with your man?"

"Pfft——" Meng Yi almost spit out his wine, "What is it, my man, you just opened your mouth."

"Then what do you call gay? Your brother, your partner, your big gun?"

Meng Yi directly gave him a crutch, and muttered awkwardly: "Please pay attention to your wording! We are not together yet!"

Besides, Fu Juehan has to be a well-made bazooka, it's just a mess...

Seeing that he was really annoying, Chen Lin scanned all the people in the wine bureau, "The Liu family and the Xu family are the only ones left. Let's go after the toast? Go to my place and play games."

His family and the Meng family are family friends and neighbors, and many businesses are involved. In situations where the elders have no intention of cooperating, they just send the two younger generations to go through the motions. The two have been familiar with each other for a long time.

Meng Yi also meant the same thing, just as he picked up his wine and stood up, he saw a figure passing by in the corridor on the second floor, which looked familiar no matter how he looked.

"Look at you, your eyes are straight."

"Do you still remember the starlet who came with Liu Hong*? I praised him for his nice voice." Meng Yi searched around the venue twice, but found no one, "He left?"

"Impossible. He's just drinking with him. How could he leave early when Liu Hong* is still there? Maybe he went to the bathroom."

But when Meng Yi saw that figure just now disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, it was obvious that someone forcibly dragged him away!

Being in such a family, it is impossible for him to be really ignorant of world affairs. Meng Yi still remembered that at a year-end dance that he accompanied Meng Xiang to attend half a year ago, he watched a thin waiter being dragged into a box.

At that time, I didn't care about it, I only thought that the people inside were in a hurry to get the wine, but half an hour later, there was a heart-piercing scream in the box, Meng Xiang protected him and broke in, and saw the waiter being held down in the bathtub , in front of him and behind him lay a drunk boss with a big belly, slowly shaking his body.

After that, he had nightmares for several nights. In the dream, the waiter was lying at his feet in despair and asked him why he didn't save himself.

Even if there was only a one-tenth possibility, Meng Yi didn't dare to take the risk. He hurriedly asked Chen Lin to go to the door to call his bodyguard, while he ran upstairs: "The five people in black clothes are very strong, just say that I have something to let them Hurry up, remember to be quiet!"

Chen Lin was still at a loss, "Hey, what's their name? The black clothes are very strong, I'm just like that!"

Meng Yi turned his head and gave him a white look, "My name is Fu One Two Three Four Five!"

Going up the stairs, after exiting the covered corridor, the corridor immediately becomes dark and narrow, and you can't even hear the sound of your feet when you step on it.

After walking through five or six rooms in a row, all of which were locked, seeing another narrower fork in front of him, Meng Yi felt hairy in his heart, always feeling as if someone was staring at him from behind, not sure if he should continue to move forward.

"Jingle Bell--"

The cell phone rang suddenly against his thigh, and it was creepy in the silence and darkness. Meng Yi was so frightened that he leaned against the wall, covered the phone and looked around several times, and only answered it after making sure that there was no one there.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Meng, I am the bodyguard arranged by Brother Fu. Where are you now?"

Meng Yi was still puzzled: "How do you have my cell phone number? Fu Juehan gave it to me? Fuck, thanks to his wit, I'm on the second floor, turn left after coming up the main stairs, you guys come up quietly, be quiet, here It’s uncertain what’s going on, so stop making jokes.”

"Okay, you find a safe place to hide, don't act rashly, we will-"

At this moment, there was a loud muffled sound in the corridor directly in front of him. Meng Yi raised his head in a panic, and saw that the door opened a small slit, and a blood-stained hand stretched out——

"Help...help! Someone help me!"

"Wait, Mr. Meng!" The bodyguard also heard the call for help, and immediately rushed upstairs, "Don't go there, we will be there soon!"

Before Meng Yi could react, he saw that narrow light was about to be closed again, as if all the hope of a life had been wiped out again.When his brain got hot, he suddenly roared, grabbed a vase casually, and rushed over.

"Damn it! I'm fighting with you!"

The door was kicked open with a bang, and Meng Yi froze there before he threw the vase down.

I saw more than a dozen men standing in the private room, surrounded by a few piles like flies, all of them were naked, holding syringes or various utensils, puffing clouds and wanting to die.

And directly above their heads, several people were hung with iron hooks and thick red ropes.

Both boys and girls were covered in filth and bloodstains from whippings. Strands of blood dripped down their hair and limbs onto the bed. Right at Meng Yi's feet, the boy who had escaped for help was facing his face. Lie down on the ground, already dying.

The explosive music and vulgar words did not stop immediately because of Meng Yi's intrusion, and the man who controlled the rope was still laughing with his hands on his hips: "This little girl is really exciting! Don't play to death, there is a boss next door Waiting."

Then they all turned their heads in unison, a dozen eyes were like dogs drooling, nailing Meng Yi to the ground.

"Yo, here comes another sharp guy."

The man showed his yellow teeth in a smile, and said softly, "You can't let this little one run away."

Realizing that the "little baby" he was talking about was himself, Meng Yi's blood was cold from head to toe, and even his breathing froze for a moment.

But he only froze for a second before raising his arms again, throwing the vase in his hand violently, smashing the man's head to pieces: "Fuck you little darling, I'm your father!"

The person who was near the door had already rushed over. Meng punched him in the head as soon as he went up, and then kicked him with a spin kick with his left leg. He twisted the bald man's arm and pressed him to the ground, grabbing a sharp piece of porcelain on the ground. The film ran outside.

There are too many people on the other side to fight, and everything has to wait for the bodyguards to come up. As soon as he turned his head, he was grabbed by his left and right arms.

As soon as the door was closed, the chasing dog behind him was temporarily isolated. He leaned against the door panel while holding his beating heart, took out his mobile phone and was about to see where the bodyguards were when he heard footsteps from the small partition on the right. .

Breathing stagnated, Meng Yi's heart jumped into his throat.

Immediately after, a pair of muscular long legs wrapped tightly in military boots came out, Meng Yi raised his gaze, and met Fu Juehan's eyes.

He held a black and shiny long whip in his hand, scarlet blood splattered all over his black shirt, a leather glove in his mouth, and was scratching his hair sprayed with hairspray with his free hand.

During those few seconds, Meng Yi's mind was completely blank.

He almost mechanically remembered the sentence he heard just now - don't play people to death, the boss is waiting next door.

next door...not here...

"Why are you here..."

"This is the room I booked."

Fu Juehan raised his leg and walked towards him, Meng Yi immediately took a step back in panic, "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

A flash of astonishment flashed in Fu Juehan's eyes, and he stopped in his tracks.

Meng Yi backed away stiffly, his eye sockets were flushed with blood, his face was almost distorted, only his hands were trembling and gesticulating randomly: "So, so you also participated, right... thing, you also participated in..."

He could barely hear his own voice, his whole body was covered in a huge bell, every silence of Fu Juehan was like a wooden stake hitting the bell, shattering his spiritual support to pieces.

"Talk, did you do it or not!"

The person in front of him never said a word, Meng Yi was like a bird suffering from asthma, his thin chest heaved violently, but his eyes were blank.

He fell to the ground panting heavily, with tears sliding out of his eye sockets, like a stray puppy who couldn't find a home, he tried his last hope to ask: "Brother Han, tell me... tell me Me, you don't have that perverted fetish, do you?"

Fu Juehan licked his back molars, and skillfully folded a long whip into several sections: "What if I say yes?"

The author says:

Thanks for your support, dear Karma!