Heartbreaker

Lymon would not tell me about his past, including the princess who made her sad.He must not know that the sound of the piano that night exposed his desire for her.When he sat side by side with her, the sound of the piano was gentle and peaceful, but when he played alone, he was full of loneliness and sadness.

If Princess Yangtao hadn't come to his side, maybe I would have accompanied him.Every soft emotion from him can be conveyed to my heart deeply and painfully.The necromancer once told me that I was summoned by Lemon, and that I was the other half of his soul.He awakened and occupied me with pain and sex, which means that this is the only way for our souls to be self-consistent.

Pain and sex, but not "love".That's all.

I didn't tell him that when we joined, I saw his soul crying on the edge of the cliff.Such a young soul is like a four-year-old child who has not grown up, is immature, and cries heart-piercingly.I saw many people on the cliff, many people I didn't know, all wearing devil masks on their faces, with hideous smiles, trampling on Lemon's fingers clinging to the edge of the cliff.Yangtao was also among them, pure and innocent like an angel, but told Clement the name of another person.I didn't tell him that when he uttered bad words and tried to hurt me, I also saw the uneasy shadow in his heart.He was like a child imprisoned in a maze, his hands covered with strangle marks from stones and vines.He climbed up to the top of the wall with the dead vines again and again, and fell again and again, crying to me exhaustedly and desperately in the mud, "Luo, don't go"...

Luo, don't go.

This sentence is enough to make me forget all the insults and pain he brought me.

"Ro, what are you thinking?"

When I came back to my senses, I found that Lemon was looking at me coldly.He said, "I've called you three times. Are you blind now and not deaf. Or are you still reliving your goddam retarded novels? Satan, I should burn all that shit up."

He stared at me fiercely, and I lowered my head, "I'm sorry."

"There's no need to apologize, remember in the future, listen carefully to what I say!" He said through gritted teeth, his tone a little unreasonable.He walked quickly for half a street, and I followed him. It took a long time before I heard him say, "Listen carefully to everything I say from now on, Luo, otherwise..."

I looked at his back and heard him say, "Otherwise, I don't know if you really exist in this world."

****

Lemon took me to the spade brothel again.It was night, and the cold door during the day became noisy and noisy.The roof of the Spades brothel is paved with smooth red tiles, like compact fish scales.The walls are painted with white paint and are as high as three stories. Some windows are inlaid on them like eyes, and ambiguous light of different tones shines through them.I smelled the choking smell of smoke and alcohol overflowing from inside, and there were many men and women standing at the door hugging and kissing, their movements full of animal desire.

Lemon pulled me in, stepped over the staggering people inside, went to the counter and tore off the blond hair, and said to the woman behind the counter, "Tell me which room she is in, I want the next door."

The woman raised her face from the mirror, and the moment she saw Lemon, her complexion turned pale, "You—you——Lemon Bone—"

"Shh, Lemon Bone Spur, I'll finish for you." Lemon smiled and raised the woman's chin gracefully.The light made his soft, tousled red hair look attractive, but I could see the woman fainting from him.

"I said, I want the room next to her."

Only then did I understand why the woman was terrified, and Lymon pressed a gleaming iron fork to her throat.There was that ferocity in his eyes that made me shudder again, "Hurry up, bitch!"

The woman looked at him in horror, her body trembling as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on her.She rummaged through the key box with trembling fingers, and handed a key to Lymon with a harsh clattering sound.

Lymon accepted it bluntly, and moved the fork forward as a prank, causing the woman to let out a miserable cry.

He grinned and said, "There are women too. Have you ever seen a man who visits a brothel and doesn't want a woman? Find me a young virgin."

The woman glanced at Lemon in horror, then turned her head to look at me, and said tremblingly, "One, one...?"

"I won't pay you any more."

"I, I see..." There was a flash of fear in her eyes, and she shouted under the threat of the fork, "Love... Emily..."

Lymon casually retracted the fork.I turned my head and saw a little girl being hugged by a drunk man and swaying here.The girl was no older than Lemon, wearing a pink lace dress and white leather boots, with a hairpin pinned to her head, her fair and delicate face was delicate and hollow, like a puppet being manipulated by a string.The drunk man laughed and touched her thin body, his thick palms could almost cut off her waist.

There was a trace of intolerance and pity in my heart.Emily glanced at the woman and said mechanically, "Mom, what do you want? I'm drinking with this guest."

Her voice is soft and sweet, not suitable for drinking, only suitable for drinking rose tea mixed with honey in the garden in the afternoon.

The woman said, "I'm sorry, sir...but this gentleman also wants Emily..."

"What?!" The drunken man roared, glaring at Lemon fiercely, "Just this brat?! Hey, kid, how old are you? Is the dick full grown? Why don't you go back to your mother for breastfeeding? You look pretty good, why don't you play with me with this girl? Hahaha——uhhhhhhhh—"

"It's not too big." With a smile, Clement grabbed the man's neck, his fingers stuck into his flesh like five sharp knives, and his rough voice was cut off in half, "It's enough to wring out your bastard pig's head. "

The little girl named Emily suddenly said, "I'll accompany you, sir, please let go."

Lymon glared at her, and after a long time, he slowly let go and kicked the man's ass.The man rolled his eyes, and with five bloodstains on his neck, he rolled away like a dog.

Emily followed us into the room.As soon as I closed the door, I heard Emily yell in panic, and Lymon pressed her slender body on the bed and took off the clothes on her shoulders.Without warning, without mercy, skilled and ruthless.I saw the astonishment and resistance in her eyes, and I didn't seem to understand why this boy who was not much older than her treated her like this.Her expression, which had been relaxed after getting away from the drunk, instantly tensed up even more sadly than before.

I was startled, and subconsciously blurted out, "Lemon, don't do this!"

"You're so talkative." Lemon said, picked up the half-naked girl, and said to me, "She's very fresh, a real virgin, don't you want to play?"

I'm completely bewildered and don't know what to do.I originally thought that Lemon saved the girl from that man because he felt pity for her and didn't want to see her being insulted. Am I wrong?In fact, he simply wanted a virgin?

I shuddered, and felt something in my heart freeze to ice. "She...she..."

He glanced at me coldly, turned around and stroked the girl's trembling back.She was struggling in his arms like a bird with broken wings, and there were faint whimpers from time to time.Lemon said impatiently, "Don't make noise, just be quiet if you don't want to be hurt!"

"Lemon!"

I don't know what I'm thinking, what drives me.I rushed forward, pulled the girl out of Lemon's arms, and sat on his lap!I guess my face must be very scary now, my chest was heaving violently, calming down some unknown emotion, I stared at him with wide eyes.Lemon and I looked at each other, and for the first time, I could read the astonishment, ferocity and banter in his eyes.The girl was crying softly behind us. When I heard that cry, my heart felt bitter and almost suffocated.

"What are you doing, Luo?" Lemon looked at me with a half-smile, "I spent money."

"Don't be with her..." I heard my weak voice, "She's still a child..."

His voice became more and more sarcastic, "But I don't want to have sex with a man, let alone a dead man, what should I do?"

"I will...serve you...to the best of my ability..." The words came out of my mouth.Raymond put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.I felt a sharp pain in my waist. His palms were rough and hard, weather-beaten, and didn't match his childish face at all.

"Is this how you seduce the old man? 'Serve'? Do anything?"

God, every word he said stabbed a knife in my heart, as if it was easier for him than eating and drinking.His feelings were clearly conveyed to me-he just wanted to hurt me.Unreserved malice and cruelty.I remembered what Barbara had said to Raymond—"You heartless bastard".I didn't take it seriously at first, but now facing his eyes, my body felt an urge to make me sick.It seems that since a long time ago... there was something disgusting stirring in my body, roaring and forcing me to swallow, but I vomited it out...

"Ro."

"..." I stared at him blankly.

"What's that expression on your face?" He said, rubbing his fingers lightly on my cheek, and said softly and mockingly, "Are you going to cry, little undead princess?"

God, I really don't understand him.If he doesn't slash my face with a knife at this time, I don't understand him.He relaxed into my arms and said to me, "Okay, get up."

He walked up to the crying girl and held out his hand.Everything he did made me extremely nervous.Lemon squatted down, bent his eyes with a smile, and patted the girl on the shoulder.

"Good night, Angela."

He knocked the girl unconscious very skillfully, and took off her clothes indifferently.I clenched my fist subconsciously, and just about to step forward to stop him, Lemon threw me a pill, "Dissolve in water, feed her to drink."

"This is……?"

"Sleeping pills can make her sleep well, this little girl is already tired enough." Lei Meng got up with his clothes in his arms, stood in front of the mirror and began to untie his clothes.I wrapped the little girl's body in a quilt, put it on the bed, and fed her the potion as Elimon said.

After a while, the girl's steady snoring sounded.I don't quite understand why Lemon carries sleeping pills with him, maybe he often uses this method to make people unconscious.I looked at him and suddenly saw the scene in front of me, and everything I wanted to say was stuck in my throat.

Clement changed into a girl's lace gauze dress, and picked out a wine-red long wig from the cupboard to wear on top of his head.This room is full of bottles and jars for women to touch up their makeup.Lymon only applied a small amount, enough to make me feel strange when he turned to look at me.His body was already thin, and the gauze skirt, which was slightly looser for a girl, was just right for him.He also put on silk gloves and sat on a chair, like a cold and beautiful doll.

I widened my eyes, completely out of shock, "Lemon..."

"It's part of the plan." He sneered at me. "Although it's disgusting, I still don't give up when I think of chopping off that dick's head."

He stood up suddenly and approached me step by step.I didn't know how to face him, and was forced to sit on the bed by him.He stepped in front of me, stared at me condescendingly, and then drew back the curtain behind the bed.

Two small holes appeared on the wall, and Lymon said to me coldly, "Take your hands off your face, what are you expecting?"

Embarrassed, I said, "Sorry, I didn't..."

He glanced at me, "I said, I don't want to have sex with men now, let alone dead people." Then, he leaned close to my ear again, breathing on my neck, "But, if you are alive, I will I will kill you. If you were a woman, I would definitely let you conceive my seed."

The words made me cringe, but I didn't say a word.Suddenly there was laughter from men and women on the other side of the hole, and Clement whistled softly, "Look, that's Barbara, and that flower rooster."

Bewildered, I leaned closer to the hole, and Lemon said mockingly, "The fun begins. Let's see what 'pretty Barbara' can do to decapitate that cock."

The author has something to say: for yesterday's sake, let's see if we can make another update today. . .