palm blade

Waking up in the morning, Mu Zixing silently took the bottle of medicine and left the room.

The rain outside is still falling, and there is no tendency to stop. The sky is always dark and gloomy, and the coldness and humidity are gradually entering the room. Lei Shao, who has been able to endure the depression and loneliness, can't help but feel a pang in his heart. irritable.

Mu Zixing didn't say to use that medicine, but he didn't say to give up either.

The bottle of medicine suddenly turned into the sword of Damocles hanging above Lei Shao's head.

He didn't know if the sword would fall or not.

But the waiting process itself is very tormented.

Nobody likes being tortured like that.

Time passed slowly from morning to night, during which the two had lunch and dinner peacefully, and the atmosphere was fairly relaxed, but when it was bedtime, Lei Shaoyi was at the head of the bed and did not lie down.

The bedroom door opened.

He looked at Mu Zixing who was walking step by step, and then looked down at his hand holding the injection.

"Sir." Mu Zixing called out very softly.

Lei Shao turned his gaze from his hands to his face, and then said calmly, "You're still going to use it."

Mu Zixing pursed his lips, stood beside the bed and looked down at him, humming.

Under the warm yellow light, his forehead and temples were covered with fine beads of sweat. Lei Shao couldn't help lowering his voice when he met those moist eyes.

"Mu Zixing, are you willing to treat me like this?"

Mu Zixing didn't speak, and after a few seconds, he suddenly smiled and said, "I'm not willing."

Before there was any reaction on Lei Shao's face, he said again, "So I used it on myself."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and spread out his palm, the medicine in the needle tube was empty, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, so he knelt down on the ground on one knee.

Lei Shao's face suddenly changed, and the next second he ran straight out of bed and pulled Mu Zixing into his arms. When he spoke again, his throat hurt, and he couldn't say a complete sentence, "You..."

He never thought that Mu Zixing could be so cruel to him.

He knew how afraid Mu Zixing was of that drug.

Mu Zixing's breathing became rapid, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his back was sweating layer after layer. He could still maintain his rationality at the moment, but after a while, he didn't know what he would become. .

"I took 3 injections," Mu Zixing took a sharp breath and said in a hoarse voice as he endured the pain all over his body as if being scorched by fire. "The duration of the medicine is about an hour."

"Where's the slow-release medicine?" Lei Shao anxiously lowered his head to look through his pockets, "Mu Zixing, where did you put the slow-release medicine?"

But Mu Zixing shook his head and said sadly, "No, there is no antidote for this medicine."

Lei Shao's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

"Sir, are you angry?" Mu Zixing touched Lei Shao's face with his hand, and forced a smile on his lips, "But I am very happy. The more Mr. loves me, the better my chances of winning."

"Well......"

The medicine really began to take effect, and Mu Zixing suddenly bowed his back, as if countless hands were tearing his nerves, and there was severe pain everywhere in his body.

Mu Zixing couldn't help snorting, his hand tightly gripped Lei Shao's arm, as if he wanted to crush the opponent's bones, but then sharper pain suddenly rushed from all the limbs. come out.

As if something split his head, Mu Zixing screamed, hugged his head, and struggled painfully in Lei Shao's arms.

Ji Shaoze was right, the power of this medicine was not comparable to the usual ones. In less than 10 minutes, Mu Zixing felt that his whole body was torn into countless bloody pieces.

But this is not the most unbearable. Afterwards, he will experience auditory and visual hallucinations, confused thoughts, and out-of-control behavior. The fear in his heart will be infinitely magnified, and the double pain and mental torture will make him collapse quickly.

"Sir, sir, sir..."

Mu Zixing kept calling him Lei Shao.

Lei Shao hugged Mu Zixing tightly, he was at a loss for the first time and didn't know what to do.

"I hurt so much, really hurt..."

Mu Zixing struggled more and more in his arms, almost crying in his voice calling Lei Shao, and suddenly he pushed Lei Shao away, staggered to his feet, and went straight to the bathroom.

"Mu Zixing!" The chain on Lei Shao's feet hooked the foot of the bed. He endured the anxiety in his heart and tried to open it, but when he caught up, Mu Zixing had already closed the door and locked it from the inside. up.

He could only watch Mu Zixing slowly slide down against the door panel through the frosted glass.

"Mu Zixing, open the door." Lei Shao patted the door panel, trying to calm himself down, "You let me in."

Mu Zixing's hoarse humming came from inside, and that voice hit Lei Shao's heart all at once.

Lei Shao felt great grief in his heart, he suddenly didn't know what to do right, the hand that was patting on the door hung down feebly, his eye sockets were sore and sore.

"Mu Zixing, open the door, I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you the truth now," Lei Shao's voice choked, paused for a few seconds, and said softly, "Don't hide from me, okay?"

Perhaps because he heard his words, the figure inside moved, and Mu Zixing's crying voice came from the crack of the door, "Really?"

Lei Shao suppressed the surging tears and hummed.

Immediately he heard the person inside smile and hiss, "That's great."

"Mu Zixing," Lei Shao patted on the door, "Open the door and let me see you."

Mu Zixing hugged his knees tightly, and the nails on his arms were embedded in his flesh. He could feel that his sanity was losing control, and various phantoms had begun to appear in front of his eyes. People were swarming towards him.

Various voices also began to appear in my ears, sharp, chattering, shrill, and soft whispering...

Mu Zixing lay down on the ground in pain, he couldn't hear what Lei Shao was saying outside, he just mumbled to himself unconsciously, "Don't come in, it's too ugly."

There was a sudden scream from the bathroom, and Lei Shao's pupils constricted suddenly. He wanted to kick the door, but Mu Zixing's body was against the door.

And no matter how much he called the other person's name, the people inside didn't answer him.

Lei Shao knew that Mu Zixing was actually very tolerant and resistant. Even when his fingers were cut off, he bit the scream into his throat, but now he has collapsed to this point.

He was so anxious that he had to calm himself down. Lei Shao looked into the room and saw that there was nothing around him that could be unlocked, but then his eyes froze slightly, and then he strode over and picked up the needle tube from the ground .

Two minutes later, Lei Shao opened the lock cylinder, pushed the door open little by little, then slowly squatted down, and embraced the trembling man curled up behind the door into his arms again.

Accompanied by the screams of pain, Mu Zixing still struggled a lot at first, but after a long time, he seemed to finally recognize the person in front of him, and a dying little animal whimpered from his throat, "Sir."

"I'm here." Lei Shao kissed his sweaty hair, and when he lowered his head, a hot teardrop suddenly fell on Mu Zixing's neck.