His son has seven cheap fathers

The light in the porch is a sensor light, as long as there is a sound, it will light up by itself.

Therefore, when the boy was kicked down the steps by Zheng Qian and fell to the ground, Ji Ling, who was standing on the top of the steps, could clearly see through the light the things under the hem of the boy's clothes, which were originally hidden, but now all Various traces exposed.

The marks of different shades, looking at the scars, seem to be whipped out.

Combined with the rumors that the boys said just now, Ji Ling is not a person who really doesn't understand anything. How can he say that most of them used to be people who did prostitution work in the club? He has heard of the letter circle, but those people Will go to other specific places, their clubs do not provide such services.

Ji Ling's pupils stared at the rather glaring and terrifying marks on the boy's body. After a while, he moved his gaze back from the boy on the ground with difficulty, and turned to look at the handsome man in front of him who used his body to block the attack for him.

The man's face was still as handsome as ever, but this time his face was cold, as if the man suddenly changed into a different person.

Grateful for the other party's help, at the same time, Ji Ling also developed an unprecedented fear of Zheng Qian.

If he really walked into his room with a man today, would it happen to him as well as what happened to boys.

Those whips will also fall on him.

Or, more frighteningly, will he become like a boy in the future.

Poor and sad, he became Zheng Qian's dog.

Ji Ling backed away from Zheng Qian. At this time, Zheng Qian was staring at the boy under the stairs indifferently with gloomy eyes. Ji Ling hoped that Zheng Qian would not notice him.

But after a while, Zheng Qian turned around suddenly, and Ji Ling shuddered all over. Now he looked into Zheng Qian's eyes, and couldn't restrain the fear in his heart.

Some of the liquid that the boy splashed onto Zheng Qian's neck didn't feel anything special, it was completely like water. For a moment, Zheng Qian thought it might be gasoline sulfuric acid, so he wiped it with his hand, and it was indeed Almost like water.

If it was really sulfuric acid, the person who attacked him would not need to see the sun of tomorrow.

After resting his snacks, Zheng Qian thought of Ji Ling, and turned around to ask if Ji Ling had been frightened. Ji Ling's superb acting skills gave Zheng Qian the impression that Ji Ling was soft and docile, someone who needed to be cared for.

But when he turned his head, what he saw was Ji Ling looking at him with a terrified expression, even Zheng Qian took a step forward, and Ji Ling took two steps back.

Zheng Qian's face darkened completely. This expression gave Ji Ling the impression that Zheng Qian was kicking him.

Ji Ling's lower lip trembled uncontrollably. Zheng Qian at this time may not be much different from a demon to him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." After saying this, Zheng Qian didn't believe it himself. Originally, what he was about to do when he brought Ji Ling to his house was to hurt Ji Ling, and it was not just an ordinary injury. It is physical attack and mental abuse.

Apparently Ji Ling didn't quite trust Zheng Qian. Just a few meters away from them, there was a lesson learned from the past. Ji Ling's pupils were rounded in fear, and he shook his head with a stiff neck.

With a trembling voice, he said, "No, don't come near me."

Zheng Qian was stunned for a few seconds, and Ji Ling's sudden fear seemed to be transmitted to Zheng Qian's heart inexplicably, not just a superficial seeing and knowing.

But Zheng Qian seemed to know how scared and helpless Ji Ling was.

This kind of emotion is very strange to Zheng Qian. He was originally a person with low empathy ability. Whether other people are uncomfortable, sad or desperate, all he can perceive is that he has no perception, and his heart is peaceful. It can be said that there is no disturbance.

But Ji Ling's fear of him made Zheng Qian feel very uncomfortable.

He wanted Ji Ling not to be afraid of him.

Zheng Qian stopped approaching. He took out his phone and called the property. The security personnel came very quickly. In less than 5 minutes, three security guards came over. Zheng Qian asked the security personnel to take the boy out of the community. If similar things happen next time, they can work in another place.

Zheng Qian actually wanted to ask someone to take the boy directly to the police station, but he noticed that although Ji Ling was still scared, his eyes kept falling here.

Subconsciously, Zheng Qian didn't want to give Ji Ling the impression that he was too cold-blooded.

He is so cruel to boys, so Ji Ling may think that his Japanese will be the same.

This kind of temporary thought is already a sign, although Zheng Qian has not realized exactly what it means at this time.

As soon as the boy left, the surroundings suddenly returned to the silence at the beginning, only the sound of the evening wind blowing.

But at this time, the mentality of the remaining two people has changed a lot from just now.

Ji Ling stiffened his body, and it took a lot of courage to prevent himself from turning around and running away. He even took two steps closer to Zheng Qian.

But it was only two steps, the distance between the two of them didn't look long, but from this moment on, there was something across.

"Mr. Zheng..." Ji Ling smiled, this smile was different from the past, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his smile was forced, it was not a smile from the heart at all.

"I'm sorry, I personally can't accept your hobbies, like that... I don't like it, I'm sorry."

Ji Ling's voice became softer and softer, and when Zheng Qian seemed to be planning to approach him, he immediately put himself on guard.

It looked like if the other party made any changes, he would run away immediately.

Zheng Qian wanted to stretch out his hand to pull Ji Ling in front of him, seeing Ji Ling's extremely hurt expression, for some reason, he felt as if something had stabbed him in the heart.


Zheng Qian had a little sense of what that might mean, Zheng Qian tried to explain to Ji Ling.

"The man who came just now, those marks on his body were not made by me. He left my side more than a month ago, and now he is working in the Seventh Mansion."

"The seventh mansion?" Ji Ling knew that he continued his acting, and Ji Ling was in a daze.

"Where did those welts on his body come from? It has nothing to do with me. I don't have that kind of habit."

This is talking nonsense.

Ji Ling's expression was a little shaken, as if he believed it.

Zheng Qian approached Ji Ling.

Frowning, Ji Ling looked at Zheng Qian who was getting closer and closer to him, half of the other's face was sunken in the shadow, and the eye in the shadow looked very strange, and for a moment Ji Ling felt that he seemed to be Zheng Qian The fear of prey.

Ji Ling's heart skipped a beat, as if he realized what was going on.

When Zheng Qian's outstretched hand was about to touch his body, with a snap, Ji Ling opened Zheng Qian's hand, and before the other party spoke again, Ji Ling ran down the steps in two or three steps.

The speed of hiding is really the same as escaping the cruel pursuit of a hunter.

After running away, Ji Ling realized that his reaction seemed to be too extreme.

He turned around and looked at Zheng Qian who was standing on a high place.

The other party also turned around, against the light from the door, his whole face was covered by shadows, which made Ji Ling's sense of fear even heavier.

"I, I want to go back and calm down, let me think about it calmly, I'm leaving first."

Ji Ling was really afraid of Zheng Qian, as if he had never been so afraid before. He didn't wait for Zheng Qian to say anything, and first walked backward step by step. When he saw that Zheng Qian seemed to be chasing him, he turned around abruptly. , walking almost faster than running.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Ling's thin and tall figure disappeared from Zheng Qian's sight. I don't know how long it took, it seemed only a few seconds, maybe a few minutes. The light in Zheng Qian's eyes changed little by little, and the light inside completely dissipated. It was pitch black with no end in sight.

He curled his lips, the first time Ji Ling vomited blood, causing his plan to fail, the second time, now this time, because of the destruction of a past dog, he lost the opportunity to touch Ji Ling again.

Think he'll let it go like this?

How is it possible, the more he can't get something, the more he wants to grab it.

He really didn't believe it, a person with no background and influence, he still couldn't play.

When this thought came out, there was another thought, but that thought was suppressed by Zheng Qian.

Turning around and going back to the house, Zheng Qian walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. Zheng Qian called the management of the mansion and asked him to send someone over.

The management asked Zheng Qian what type he wanted respectfully.

"Around 1.7 meters five, handsome, with fair skin and good-looking eyes."

This request is completely based on Ji Ling's appearance. Zheng Qian also wanted to say that it is best to have double phoenix eyes, but he changed his mind temporarily. He knows how the goods in the mansion are, and Ji Ling is not even half attractive. There will be.

The management kept saying yes, and promised to go down and make arrangements immediately.

Immediately, that is, immediately, even the person who arranged it was originally ordered by another customer, but it was obvious that Zheng Qian had a higher status than that customer, so the person was temporarily transferred to Zheng Qian, and he was specially instructed that this The secondary customer is Zheng Qian, so we must do a good job in service.

The boy quickly sent it over, packed it in a box, and all the preparations were made in advance, all that was needed was for Zheng Qian to unpack the box.

Zheng Qian held a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the sender had already left. Before leaving, he wished Zheng Qian a good time.

Zheng Qian doesn't like this kind of goods that have been trained by others. He called the mansion on a whim. A little bit, it seems to be destroyed inexplicably.

Zheng Qian dialed the phone number in front again, motioning to carry the box away.

The other party's voice was full of fear, as if he had done something terrible wrong, Zheng Qian hung up the phone directly.

The management of the mansion personally came to pick up the person, and humbly asked Zheng Qian if the other party did not serve well.

Zheng Qian waved his hand directly and let them go away.

The management still had good eyesight. Although Zheng Qian looked gloomy, it didn't seem to be because of their employees. After all, he soon discovered that the box hadn't been opened yet.

The manager ordered someone to push the box away, and he was the last one to gently close the door.

When he walked out the door, he wiped the cold sweat that was frightening his forehead.

Ji Ling didn't know what was going on with Zheng Qian, so he guessed that Zheng Qian must have had a very uncomfortable night.

Zheng Qian was not happy, but Ji Ling was happy.

After leaving Zheng Qian's house, Ji Ling immediately slowed down when he got to a place where the other party couldn't see, and then his face changed like the sky. There was no fear or shock on his cheeks, only a shallow smile remained. laugh.

The development of all the plots is going according to what Ji Ling preset earlier.

It can even be said that a large part of the reason for the boy's appearance tonight is due to Ji Ling.

In the previous life, Ji Ling knew that there was such a boy, but he had never met him face to face. At that time, he knew the other person because he was hit by other vehicles in order to chase Zheng Qian's car. The boy was not regarded as killed. The result was actually close to death, and he was paralyzed.

About a week later, a young man came to Zheng Qian to seek an explanation for the boy, and Zheng Qian sent him to the police station with a crippled leg. As for after that, Ji Ling didn't know much.

The conclusion he can draw is that the boy was tortured by Zheng Qian to the point of being inhuman, lost himself, and mentally disturbed. The young man who liked the boy offended Zheng Qian because of the boy, so he would not have a good life in the police station. .

Out of empathy for a similar situation, even if the boy hated him to the bone, he thought of buying sulfuric acid to ruin his face. Ji Ling has no hatred for this poor and pathetic boy.

There is another important reason. The so-called sulfuric acid that the boy got was secretly sold by Ji Ling to the boy. Naturally, it was replaced with ordinary water.

But the boys don't know about this.

Armed by the security guards, he was dragged outside the complex and thrown to the ground. The boy sat paralyzed, his eyes completely lost, like a walking dead.

After walking out of the neighborhood and turning a corner, Ji Ling took two more steps, and he walked up to the boy.

Looking at the boy's thin and trembling body, Ji Ling bent down, and he stretched out his hand towards the boy.

"Can you stand up?"

The voice is extremely gentle, and if you listen carefully, you can hear the lingering kindness.

The boy raised his head slowly, and the first thing he saw was a beautiful palm with white skin that seemed to be transparent, with well-defined joints and well-proportioned fingers. The boy felt that he had never seen such a beautiful hand in his life.

The kind-hearted man's voice was also nice, like a spring breeze blowing through his heart, but when the boy finally saw Ji Ling's face clearly, he jumped in shock and slapped Ji Ling's hand away.

The boy's expression immediately turned fierce, and his whole body was in a state of attack, looking like he was about to pounce on Ji Ling at any moment.

"I just saw that you seem to have suffered a lot of injuries. I'll take you to the hospital." Ji Ling still smiled gently.

"You don't need to pretend to be kind, don't think I don't know, you just..." The boy stopped his voice suddenly while he was talking, and he looked at Ji Ling in confusion.

Shouldn't Ji Ling be at Zheng Qian's house, on Zheng Qian's bed, what is he doing here?

At that time, the boy suddenly couldn't turn the corner in his head.

"I'm telling you, don't try to take Mr. Zheng away, he's mine!" the boy yelled sternly.

Ji Ling nodded and hummed: "Don't worry, I won't take him away, I hate him before it's too late."

Boys don't understand anymore.

"You hate him?"

"That's right." Ji Ling took a step forward, ignoring the boy's resistance, and helped him up.

As soon as the boy stood up, he pushed Ji Ling. Ji Ling took two steps back and almost fell down.

Ji Ling's face turned cold for a moment, he covered his stomach with his hands, and after stabilizing his figure, Ji Ling let go of his hands.

The boy over there saw Ji Ling suddenly clutching his stomach, and was stunned for a moment.

Ji Ling's expression was not as good as before, and his smile was not so gentle.

"I won't be with Zheng Qian. Now it's just acting for him. He wants to touch me. I have no background and no influence. I can't resist him at all."

"Thank you very much today. If it weren't for you, I might not know the reason to reject him."

"In return, I'll send you to the hospital."

"In addition, you'd better be sober. You have become a thing of the past to him. No, no, not even the past. To him, you are just a plaything of no value."

Ji Ling approached the boy, and the boy stepped back intimidated by Ji Ling's sudden strength.

"If it were you, would you feel any more affection for the garbage you once threw into the trash can?"

Ji Ling stared at the boy with bright eyes, his tone was still gentle, but the strength in his eyes made the boy wonder how to refute Ji Ling's words for a while.

How could he not know, he has always been very clear.

Ji Ling suddenly grabbed the boy's hand, and the boy wanted to push it away. Ji Ling glanced over, and the boy felt an inexplicable pressure. It seemed that Ji Ling was also very thin, as if there was some special power in the other person's body. , making people unable to break free from his cool palm.

Ji Ling pulled the boy and flagged a taxi on the side of the road, the two got into the car, and Ji Ling reported the address of Shangdong Sunshine to the driver.

Instead of going to the hospital as he said before.

The boy couldn't sit still anymore, Ji Ling leaned back on the car seat, what happened that night consumed Ji Ling's mind, he closed his eyes for a short rest.

The peaceful and beautiful sleeping face made the boy who was just a few feet away want to wake Ji Ling up, but he was unexpectedly bewildered by Ji Ling's beauty and couldn't bear to disturb him.

Ji Ling didn't really fall asleep. After squinting for a while, he opened his eyes. He was almost at the neighborhood where he lived. Ji Ling saw a pharmacy. He asked the driver to stop the car and he would come back soon.

Ji Ling pushed the door and got out of the car. The boy was left in the car by himself. The boy wanted to open the door on the other side to leave. He noticed that Ji Ling was going to the pharmacy and put his hands on the car door. The boy stopped suddenly. He Putting his right hand on his left bowl, he remembered the way Ji Ling looked at him earlier, there was no loathing or resentment in his eyes, but an undisguised sadness, as if, as if Ji Ling knew his pain and torment.

None of his former friends have contacted him anymore, and there are basically no two people around him to talk to, except for Zheng Qian.

The boy bent his lips and smiled bitterly. He tightened his fingers suddenly, and the nails dug into the skin. The sharp pain helped the boy restrain the sick desire in his body.

Ji Ling quickly turned back, holding a small bag in his hand.

Ji Ling signaled the driver to leave.

The car drove forward for a while and stopped outside Shangdong Sunshine.

Ji Ling got out of the car first, followed by the boy, looking at the strange place in front of him, the boy didn't understand what Ji Ling meant.

"Stay at my house tonight, I guess you have no other place to stay." There is also the Seventh Mansion, that place is not a place for normal people to stay.

The boy looked at Ji Ling, and he asked, "Why?"

Ji Ling laughed and shook his head: "I probably saw the shadow of my past from you. It would be great if someone could help me at that time."

After catching a few words, the boy was curious: "You used to..."

"Do you think I was born this way? No, I was not like this at all in the past." Ji Ling said that the past was when he was in this world, so this is not false.

But the impression given to the boys is that what happened to Ji Ling in the past caused him to change his face now.

"I died once." Ji Ling smiled and talked about his past.

He was obviously smiling, but the boy felt that Ji Ling's heart seemed to be crying.

It was hard for him to imagine that with Ji Ling's gentle personality, anyone would be so cruel as to hurt him.

That's right, in this world, some people are jackals in human skin.

Ji Ling has a special magical power, which makes it easy for people to let go of their defenses and let Ji Ling approach unconditionally.

The boy next to him was, or rather, he had changed his mind about Ji Ling as early as when Ji Ling reached out to him.

Ji Ling had planned it from the beginning, and bringing the boy to his house was also part of the plan.

In the previous life, basically no one had helped him, but if there was such a person, maybe he would not end up with a tragic ending of one dead body and two dead in the end.

As for the boys, Ji Ling didn't want to be stingy with his kindness out of compassion for the similar fate of each other.

One is that he has used the boy, although the other party was malicious first, and the other is that Ji Ling wants to accumulate some virtue for the baby.

In the real world, Ji Ling would not believe such things as strange powers and chaotic spirits.

Traveling to the world in this book, Ji Ling didn't want to believe it, but he had to believe it.

It happened that Ji Ling's house had a second apartment, and he let the boys live in the bedroom where the piano was placed. The sheets were not made, so Ji Ling took them out of the cabinet and let the boys make them themselves later.

Putting the wound medicine on the coffee table, Ji Ling took out the ointment he bought at the pharmacy just now, and motioned the boy to wipe it on himself, and he went to take a shower first.

Ji Ling went to the bathroom feeling sleepy, just as his hand touched the doorknob, the boy called to stop Ji Ling.

"Aren't you afraid of me? You just bring a stranger into the house like this. If I really hurt you, what will you do?"

Ji Ling turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked the boy: "Then will you hurt me?"

The boy didn't speak, and this reaction was already an answer.

"Someone really likes you." Leaving this sentence for the boy to think about, Ji Ling pushed the door open and entered the bathroom.

Not long after, there was the sound of falling into the water. The boy was sitting on the sofa, scratching the back of his hands with both hands. The pain helped him think.

What did Ji Ling say just now?

Someone like him?

He looks like a ghost now, who would like him.

Those perverts in the mansion? He doesn't want them to like him.

When Ji Ling came out of the shower, the boy still maintained the sitting position he had left just now, and he didn't seem to have moved at all.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the more Ji Ling smelled it, the more uncomfortable he felt. When the boy looked up at Ji Ling, Ji Ling supported the wall with one hand and retched.

The sudden sound of vomiting frightened the boy, he got up and ran over, reaching out to help Ji Ling, Ji Ling waved his hand, telling the boy to stay away from him.

The boy looked at the back of his scratched hand, with blood slithering on it.

"I'm sorry..." The boy knew that it was probably the smell of blood that made Ji Ling sick to his stomach, so he immediately opened the distance between him and Ji Ling.

After vomiting for a while, Ji Ling covered his mouth and nose, walked to the window, and opened it further.

Taking a breath of fresh air, Ji Ling's face recovered a little.

"I won't help you with the medicine. I've been in poor health, so I'll go to bed early when I'm done." After speaking, Ji Ling walked towards his bedroom, and when the door was closed, he said good night to the boy.

The boy stood in the living room for a long time, the door was right behind him, as long as he turned around, he could leave here immediately.

Consciousness told him to do this, but his body didn't listen to him. The light fragrance of flowers emanating from this house swept over his painful heart. He knew that if he left, he might never have the chance to come here again.

And Ji Ling, he has never met such a kind and pure person, like an angel.

Unexpectedly, Ji Ling slept very badly that night.

He dreamed that the boy's face turned into him, and he was kneeling on the ground, begging Zheng Qian, those scars on his body were hot and stinging, so painful that he wanted to scream out.

When Ji Ling woke up the next day, he found that the pillow was slightly soaked by the tears he shed at night.

Ji Ling sat on the head of the bed, raised his hand and saw the smooth skin on his wrist.

Breathe out slowly.