The sick and weak beauty is caught in the infinite Shura field

The small streets in the suburban villages live close to the university, and a little farther away is very remote and desolate.

Farther away, there are only a few scattered bungalows and rows of birch trees.

It's a plot kill!

This was Lin Zhaoyun's first reaction after being held by the tip of the knife.

He barely had time to react, his mouth was covered with his broad palms, and a hoodie was used to cover his eyes, just like that, he was hugged from behind and held hostage all the way to an unknown place.

Even when the scent of the seed perplexed the tip of his nose, he became a little confused.

When he was a little more conscious, he opened a door. Lin Zhaoyun groped and pulled on the door frame with his fingertips for a second, but the next moment he was pulled down by an absolutely suppressing force.

The palms held his fingertips, and they were easily opened. The palms were very hot, as if the heartbeat was trembling against Lin Zhaoyun's back and chest, eagerly.

"Don't use too much force, your nails will hurt." The muffled voice was a bit intimate, which aroused Lin Zhaoyun's fine pimples on the back of his ears.

When Lin Zhaoyun was thrown on the soft mattress, he briefly saw the other person's appearance, wearing a hoodie and a mask, and his deep silhouette was hidden in the shadows.

His palms were clenched with sweat, cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and the shirt he was wearing was sticking to his back wet with sweat.

Immediately afterwards, he was blindfolded by a dry and soft blindfold. Just when the other party wanted to tie him up with a rope, Lin Zhaoyun struggled violently, kicking his hands and feet, but was soon restrained, allowing the other party to spread his hands and feet , tied together again.

"Don't be afraid, just stay with me." His voice was close to his ears, and his breath hit the side of Lin Zhaoyun's neck, hot and fast, "I always want to be alone with you."

"Don't shout, this is a deep basement, no one will hear it. It will only make me bad-tempered, and you will have to pay unnecessary."

He spoke unhurriedly, and seemed to be playing a bit, with ease, which made people feel subtly horrified.

The voice was disguised and very strange.

The calf is tied with a wide and soft rope, and is separated by a soft cloth, which will not hurt. It is bent and curled up in front of the chest, the hands are behind the back, and the intersection of the forearm is tied with an elastic belt.

In this position, his chest was thrown back, and his neck and his little face trembling with fear were completely exposed.

The thumb presses down on his side face to create a small depression, slides slowly, and finally presses on the bitten lower lip, releasing the lip flesh that is about to be bitten.

"If you bite it down, it will break."

Lin Zhaoyun was in a state of fright and couldn't react. Fang Fang felt that he was fighting silently, and gave a soft "hum" in his nasal voice. He pinched his cheek with his thumb and index finger at the same time, and the tightly closed lips opened.

Lin Zhaoyun, who came back to his senses, let out a muffled "uh", and he paused with his fingers, and softly coaxed him as if he was very intimate: "Be more obedient."

"Did you hear that?"

"say."

Lin Zhaoyun's lips moved, and it was not easy for him to make a trembling "um".

When the other party heard Lin Zhaoyun's answer, even if it was a single word, the man suddenly panted heavily, and Lin Zhaoyun shrank his shoulders in fright, and even held his breath for a few seconds.

"Didn't eat dinner, I prepared some."

He left Lin Zhaoyun's side and went to an unknown room. There was the sound of dishes and chopsticks touching, and the smell of food came from the tip of his nose.

It was difficult for Lin Zhaoyun to maintain this posture. He forced his shoulders to prop up, and then slowly collapsed uncomfortably, half leaning against the head of the bed, talking to 886 indiscriminately with fear.

Lin Zhaoyun: Is it the last meal, woo woo woo.

Lin Zhaoyun: After eating, I will be sent on my way.

886: [Probably not, and you didn't see his face. Generally speaking, this kind of person wouldn't kill someone if he didn't see his face. 】

After hearing what he said, Lin Zhaoyun tightly closed his eyes under the blindfold.

886: […]

Footsteps came towards Lin Zhaoyun again, Lin Zhaoyun was startled, his body slid a certain distance from the head of the bed, half twisted, his posture became very weird, the hem of his T-shirt was also stacked and wrinkled, revealing a thin white waist.

Although he couldn't see his beautiful eyes, his upturned nose and moist lips were pink and red, and he couldn't take his eyes off his pitiful look.

The muscular arms passed under his calf and the back of his neck. He was very strong and stable. He was easily picked up by the princess and placed in front of the dining table. He was placed in a good position and seemed to be very stable. She seemed concerned and asked him if he felt uncomfortable anywhere.

Lin Zhaoyun stammered and said that his arm hurts, but the other party paused and straightened his arm slightly, "You're hungry, I'll feed you."

"Open your mouth."

The cold spoon touched his lips, Lin Zhaoyun's trembling lips opened a crack, and the spoon was stretched into his mouth.

"Eat it in, um, roll it in with your tongue."

It was a mouthful of rich meat and vegetables, very delicious, but Lin Zhaoyun could hardly taste the taste, chewing mechanically.

"The soup is a little hot."

The spoon was inserted into Lin Zhaoyun's mouth, tilted slowly, and the soup was poured in. Lin Zhaoyun's mouth was fragile and sensitive, even if he blew on the soup for a while, it would suddenly burn him.

Some soup leaked from the corner of his mouth: "It's still hot..."

The other party's movements paused for a while, Lin Zhaoyun felt his heart fluttering, and waited for a long time before the other party wiped away the soup from the corner of his lips with his fingertips.

Then feed him something.

"I can't eat anymore..." Lin Zhaoyun really couldn't eat the food that was fed again, so he turned his head slightly to resist.

"The last bite."

A palm was placed on Lin Zhaoyun's stomach, and the fat-free waist and abdomen stretched a little.

When he frowned and frowned and swallowed his last mouthful, the other party put away the bowls and chopsticks in satisfaction, and carried him back to the bedding.

The quilt is as if it has just been washed, it is very soft, and there is still some fragrance of washing powder.

The other party turned on the TV, played some games, packed up something, and finally stood on the edge of the bed.

Lin Zhaoyun shrank in subconsciously, his hands and feet were immobilized for so long, they felt a little numb, and his limbs felt itchy when he moved.

was hugged from behind.

The other party had broad shoulders, so he sat behind him like this, wrapped his arms around him, and pressed the knife against his waist.

"Let's watch some TV."

"By the way, you can't see it, but it's not very pretty."

Lin Zhaoyun didn't dare to move, he could almost hear the heartbeat of the other party's powerful "thump-thump-thump", beating his shoulders and forearms like a drumstick.

He was always tense, not knowing what the other party wanted to do, like a knife hanging above his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.

Feeling Lin Zhaoyun's trembling, he tightened his hair band even more.

Sitting like this for a long time, Lin Zhaoyun heard his rapid breathing and the sound of various programs on TV.

"You look like my little wife."

The man didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly said abruptly.

"What do you think."

"No, it's not..." Lin Zhaoyun shook his head wildly with his neck down. If the tears hadn't been blocked by the blindfold, they would have fallen down a long time ago.

The chin was instantly choked, and with a little effort, his cheeks were thrown back, and the people behind could see his face.

The thin eyepatch seemed to be wet from crying, and the fabric around the eyes turned dark.

"You're so naughty, you ruined such a warm time." His voice suddenly changed from soft and gentle to cold and cold all of a sudden.

The body was overturned all of a sudden, and he fell face up on the soft mattress.

Lin Zhaoyun was so frightened by this accident that he forgot to struggle, gasping for breath and crying softly, his nose and cheeks became wet, his toes slowly curled up, and he cried intermittently: "What are you doing..."

The boy lowered his head to look at Lin Zhaoyun's weeping face.

In front of the not-so-bright TV fluorescents, the mess is especially bad.

He leaned down and smelled the other person's fragrance as soon as he got close.

Just like the character of the other party, soft and soft, but also a little sweet and greasy, especially addictive.

He said again, "Does it look like it?"

Lin Zhaoyun was terrified, no matter what he said, he began to nod.

"Then say it."

"what?"

"What are you like me?"

Lin Zhaoyun couldn't keep up with his train of thought, and asked in a daze, "What does it look like..."

"Like my villain, wife."

"Say."

"Like, like your little, little man, wife..."

[Hehe, draw your sword and grab my wife! 】

[Wife is everyone's wife, anyone who wants to take it for themselves is not allowed! 】

[The title of "Little Wife" belongs to me, don't compete with me. 】

Forced to say something strange, Lin Zhaoyun smelled a strange fragrance in a panic.

Crying and crying, he seemed to have softened his bones and lost his strength, and became very sleepy.

Before falling asleep, I finally heard that voice say: "Next date, it won't be too long."

When he woke up again, Lin Zhaoyun was sitting on a bench by the side of the small street. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and the street lamp came down from above his head.

At first glance, he looks like a college student resting on a bench after drinking some wine.

The straps on his hands and feet disappeared, and Lin Zhaoyun suddenly felt like he was in a dream. He wanted to get up but fell back instantly.

There are almost no traces of restraint on the forearm, more like the indentation after falling asleep, not a dream.

He sat there blankly for a while, touched the remaining teardrops in the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, the trembling eyelashes became more obvious under the streetlight, and he slowly got up after a while.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Lin Zhaoyun's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow moving in the alley not far away, and when he looked over, the shadow suddenly disappeared.

Lin Zhaoyun's numbness spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body in an instant, he was short of breath, and ran in a panic to a crowded place.

All the way to the street with the most people, night snack shops, Internet cafes and simple KTVs are full of people.

……

In the era when there were only clamshell phones more than ten years ago, most small streets had no cameras, and there were also low-definition cameras that were not very clear and could barely see human-like images.

After checking the surveillance for several hours, I didn't find any figure similar to Lin Zhaoyun's description, and even Lin Zhaoyun's figure was not captured by these cameras.

There wasn't even any other human hair or fingerprints left on his body.

Moreover, he was also smelled of alcohol, and it was suspected that he had a dream lying on the bench after drinking.

Otherwise, how could a man catch a man and send him back after a meal.

When the people at the police station said this, Lin Zhaoyun also came to his senses. Seeing Lin Zhaoyun, he was in a trance. After registering him with a decent appearance, he sent Lin Zhaoyun back to school.

He vaguely realized that the police station might not be part of the plot and could not give him any help to break the situation.

He sat on the side of the crowded street for a while, and suddenly looked at his mobile phone. The access control time had passed long ago. He only carried his ID card for express delivery. He fumbled in his pocket and found a ten-dollar Crumpled banknotes.

"Lin Zhaoyun!"

Just as he was clutching the ten yuan paper and pen, not knowing what to do, a voice came from not far away.

Jiang Yin also missed the access control time, feeling very irritable, wondering if Lin Zhaoyun would go to his stepbrother's place, and was about to fight with the dormitory manager, but he had no choice but to find a relatively expensive Internet cafe to stay .

Just after losing a game, when he was looking out the window cursingly, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure, he was taken aback, looked carefully, and found that he was right.

It is impossible to misread it, even if it is placed in a crowd, it can be distinguished at a glance.

Lin Zhaoyun.

How could it be outside here in the middle of the night.

He was clutching something, sitting on the stool with a dazed expression.

Jiang Yin's feeling of scratching his liver for several hours was subsided in an instant, his heart almost jumped out, and he rushed out of the Internet cafe and called Lin Zhaoyun loudly.

Seeing Jiang Yin, Lin Zhaoyun was relieved for some reason.

"Why are you still outside so late, and you also missed the door control?"

"Um……"

Jiang Yin frowned, the hotels nearby are really not that good, they are not clean, and the sound insulation effect is not good, otherwise he would not stay in the most expensive non-smoking Internet cafe.

"Just make do with the night in the Internet cafe."

Hearing the Internet cafe, Lin Zhaoyun followed him, thinking that ten yuan would be enough, but unexpectedly, this high-end Internet cafe for rich college students would need 30 yuan to rent a room in this era.

Moreover, Jiang Yin directly chose the luxury VIP, which cost [-] yuan a night. Lin Zhaoyun was embarrassed holding on to the ten yuan and was at a loss. Jiang Yin laughed shortly, and directly swiped his credit card.

At this time, most of the people in the Internet cafe were students staying overnight. Lin Zhaoyun walked all the way in, attracting the attention of many people. At first, he just subconsciously glanced at the people who walked past, and then fixed his eyes suddenly. Jiang Yin frowned, blocking By Lin Zhaoyun's side, he bounced back a lot of probing eyes for him.

The luxury box is almost equivalent to the price of a nearby small hotel. There are cleaning ladies cleaning and disinfecting it every day. It is relatively clean, but Jiang Yin still frowned, a little dissatisfied, and took off his thin coat and threw himself on Lin Zhaoyun's seat.

His coat is very thin but loose and bulky, and Lin Zhaoyun can lean on it and sit on it.

"thanks……"

Lin Zhaoyun sat down, Jiang Yin liked to be clean very much, except for some inconspicuous sweat smell after exercising, he always smelled very refreshing.

But the first impression was too long, and he was still a little cautious.

Turning on the computer, Lin Zhaoyun found a comedy, and slowly from sitting to fully curled up on the sofa, half stepping on Jiang Yin's coat, curled up and sat.

Probably because he lost consciousness for a while, his memory of being hijacked earlier became very blurred.

When Jiang Yin bought snacks from outside, Lin Zhaoyun sat obediently on his coat, stepped on it with his toes in white sports socks, curled his toes from time to time, and his breathing became inexplicably anxious.

Although Internet cafes are non-smoking, it is still not easy to ask, but Lin Zhaoyun is comfortable around him.

He couldn't help but leaned closer, and when he handed him snacks and fruit plate, he took a sniff.

"There are other flavors."

"What is the taste?"

Jiang Yin said that he didn't know, but felt that something was mixed up. Lin Zhaoyun was a little guilty, and said, "Maybe it was rubbed on while walking..."

When he said that, Jiang Yin didn't ask any more questions.

When Lin Zhaoyun watches a movie, his emotions will fluctuate with the plot, his toes will curl up, and his fingers will be pulled on the back of his hand to hop and hop.

"What is this?" Jiang Yin suddenly moved his hand to the back of Lin Zhaoyun's neck.

Lin Zhaoyun was watching a plot that attracted him, so he casually "hmm", "What."

His palm pressed against it, and in the crevices of Lin Zhaoyun's soft, black hair, he could vaguely see some red marks. He opened his fingertips, and a small red mark seemed to spread. Go under the collar.

Lin Zhaoyun felt that the atmosphere had changed a bit after he realized it, and was burned by his palm.

Inexplicably, he felt as if he was often scalded on the back of his neck, so he turned his face and met Jiang Yin's gaze: "What's wrong."

Jiang Yin said in a deep voice, "There are red spots on the back of your neck, it looks like someone kissed you."

Lin Zhaoyun opened his eyes wide to look at him:?

He couldn't see the back of his neck, so he subconsciously reached out to touch the place Jiang Yin said: "Yes, it must have been bitten by a bug."

Jiang Yin suddenly approached, grabbed his shoulders and wanted to turn him over to look at him, but Lin Zhaoyun was startled, and stopped him with both hands, "What are you doing?"

"I'll see what's going on."

Jiang Yin was very powerful, and he turned Lin Zhaoyun over with almost no effort, pressed his shoulders, and opened his collar slightly.

Those red marks really spread like that, directly extending down, I don't know where to go.

"Who did it? Your brother?" Jiang Yin almost gritted his teeth.

"I don't know..." Lin Zhaoyun was so oppressed that it was difficult to breathe, he was out of breath, and the tip of his nose was full of the smell of his coat, which was a bit like mint.

"Let go, it hurts, what are you angry about?" There was a slightly painful expression on his face.

Jiang Yin suddenly stopped and let go.

That's right, why are you angry? He suppressed his inexplicable anger and asked in a low voice: "I can't, is it Qi Huai?"

Lin Zhaoyun was also terrified, but he just said to Jiang Yin: "I don't know what you're saying, maybe it's an allergy..."

Jiang Yin didn't say anything more, and started a game to vent the anger that he couldn't vent in his heart.

Lin Zhaoyun borrowed the charger, restarted the phone, and Lin Zhaoyun habitually logged in to see if there were any new trends.

There was a new post. Seeing Lin Zhaoyun frowning, Jiang Yin also raised his head to look at it, and saw the post showing a bit of disgust.

There is a new high-rise post, but the protagonist is no longer me, this time it is a different person.

An unattractive student with an ordinary family background and an introverted personality.

Click on the avatar of the person who posted the post, and it is another registered account.

The following reply, like last time, exudes a strong malice.

Lin Zhaoyun was inexplicably terrified, and some messy fragments flashed in his mind, but they couldn't be connected at all.

In the middle of the night, Lin Zhaoyun couldn't stand it anymore, leaned on Jiang Yin's coat and slid down, and finally curled up like a small animal, curled up in a corner of the sofa: "Jiang Yin, I'll sleep..."

It's just that his curled legs slowly stretched out, and the soles of his feet in white socks stretched out to Jiang Yin's calves sitting cross-legged.

Jiang Yin was panting shortly, the muscles of his calves and thighs were tense all night, his head was lowered, his black hair covered some of his eyebrows and eyes, his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest.

……

He didn't sleep well that night, Lin Zhaoyun felt uncomfortable everywhere, Jiang Yin had dark circles under his eyes, the two of them went back to the dormitory together, and had a restful sleep all morning.

During class in the afternoon, Lin Zhaoyun's right eye was always beating, and his heart was beating very fast, and he had an inexplicable feeling of bad premonition.

Unexpectedly, it really came true.

The school was closed at night, and the class guide informed that students who did not go home had to stay in the dormitory, waiting for investigation.

What happened was that after the last class, Lin Zhaoyun was walking back with his books in his arms, when suddenly someone shouted, "Someone jumped off the building again".

Before he had time to react, the dark figure on the tall building not far away fell straight down.

This time, many people saw the black shadow that Lin Zhaoyun had seen before.

Among the crowd of onlookers, Lin Zhaoyun accidentally saw a familiar face in the crowd. He stared at the corpse expressionlessly, as if feeling something, he turned his head slowly and met Lin Zhaoyun's gaze.

It's the school grass Qi Huai.