My brother became a love brain

I frowned, patted his face with the back of my hand, and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

He was breathing quickly, his eyes looking at me were already cloudy, I patted him a few times, and called his name for a while, but he lay on top of me like a mollusc.

What exactly does this medicine do?What's wrong with Song Dongyang?

The only pity I had left made me even think about sending him to the hospital, but at this moment, Song Dongyang's cell phone rang.

I fumbled along the bell for a while, and finally pulled it out of Song Dongyang's purse.Song Dongyang used a black flip phone, and the small screen on the phone cover was flashing the name of the caller——Feifei.

Such an intimate note could only be Ma Feifei.

I hung up the phone, thought about it, switched to the text message editing interface, and sent a text message to Ma Feifei in a slightly rusty manner.

"It's not convenient for me to answer the phone, what's the matter?"

I received a reply in less than ten seconds after the SMS notification was sent successfully.

"Did you feed that bottle of potion to Chi Rui?"

I took a look at Song Dongyang, who was delirious, who was holding me tightly, and turned my eyes back to the phone. I entered the inbox and send box of the text message, and carefully checked the chat records of Song Dongyang and Ma Feifei. But Song Dongyang should have the habit of deleting text messages regularly. Apart from the sweet talk between them, I didn't find any useful information.

Ma Feifei couldn't wait any longer during this process, so she sent another text message: "Song Dongyang, you promised me, don't be soft-hearted TAT."

I stared at the last three letters for a few seconds and realized it was an emoji representing crying.

I also imitated Song Dongyang's tone, and sent her a text message: "Hurry up, I've already opened the potion and put it by his hand, Feifei, don't worry."

Ma Feifei quickly responded to the message, but the content raised my eyebrows.

"You leave after he drinks the medicine, and I'll take someone there right away."

What kind of medicine is this?Why did Ma Feifei respond like this?

I weighed Song Dongyang's bottom line and Ma Feifei's personality traits, and moved my fingers quickly to code a message to reply: "If things get serious, it will be difficult for us to deal with the aftermath. It's almost enough."

"Don't worry, it's just to teach him a lesson, no one can die, and there won't be any trouble."

"Better so."

"Brother, you can text me after he drinks."

"Just one bite?"

"Yes, just one bite."

I closed the cover of the phone and put it in my trouser pocket. Because I was forced to hold Song Dongyang halfway, it took some effort to hold the "Coke" Song Dongyang just drank in my hand again. It still had some weight. Song Dongyang just now Also only took a big sip.

I can't coax Ma Feifei to drink this bottle of potion, but my brain tells me that oral administration of some medicines has a similar effect to nebulization.

I put the "Coke Can" back on the coffee table safely, and set up Song Dongyang with some difficulty. His body was soft, and he staggered as if he would fall at any time. I held him in a good temper, and half hugged him Mopping the floor led him upstairs to the bedroom.

From the first floor to the second floor is a spiral staircase. The steps of the stairs are not high, but there are many steps, and there is a platform in the middle.

Song Dongyang was carried half way up by me, then lost his temper, broke free from my arms, clutched the stair pole with both hands, pressed down his upper body, unwilling to go up.

I gently asked him, "Why don't you want to leave?"

As if he was drunk, his face flushed and he said, "I have to wait for someone."

"Who are you waiting for?" I asked again.

"Wait for my girlfriend, Ma Feifei—" His voice was very long, like a primary school student.

"You're waiting for him," I cupped his face and coaxed him softly, "She's upstairs, I'll take you there, okay?"

"Okay—" he agreed vaguely, this time, he took the initiative to climb the stairs.

I opened the door of a bedroom and led him to the bed. He lay on the bed naturally, even covered the quilt, and said to me: "I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep if you are tired."

As soon as I finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep sweetly.

Is it just drugged?

I frowned, feeling that it would not be such a simple potion, after all, Song Dongyang's performance just now couldn't be called normal.

Is it a hallucinogen?

That's somewhat possible, let Song Dongyang lure me to take the hallucinogen first, and then Ma Feifei will bring someone over to hurt me.

Should I call the police in this case?

I stared at the sleeping Song Dongyang, thinking about the forces behind Song Dongyang and Ma Feifei, and hesitated.

"Om—" Song Dongyang's cell phone began to vibrate again.

I hung up the phone calmly and texted back: "How soon are you coming?"

Ma Feifei replied in seconds: "I'll be here in 10 minutes, did he drink?"

"hold on."

"Don't be soft-hearted!"

"will not."

I dug out a thick towel from the upstairs bathroom, drenched it with water and hung it around my neck, and luckily dug out an air humidifier from a locker.

To be honest, I'm not sure if this method will work, but since I have the chance, why not give it a try?

Song Dongyang has already fallen, so why should Ma Feifei let him go?

I went downstairs, added some water to the humidifier, plugged it in, put it next to the tea table, and poured all the remaining potion into it.

I covered my mouth and nose with a wet towel, pressed the start button, and sent an edited text message to Ma Feifei.

"He drank it, I'll go out to take a breath, you can do whatever you want."

"Great!!! I love you, Brother Song!"

I walked in the direction of the spiral staircase, halfway there, but turned around, went to the kitchen, and took out the kitchen knife that was stained with blood.

I went back to the bedroom, locked the door, tore off the towel and threw it on the hanger, but put the kitchen knife within reach.

I hope that the potion downstairs is still useful even if it is atomized.

If it doesn't work, I can only resort to more extreme methods.

I didn't wait long, and soon, I heard the sound of a car driving into the courtyard.

I thought of the lights in the bedroom, and was about to turn off the lights, but realized that when we came in, after Song Dongyang pressed the button, all the lights in the villa turned on.

——A false alarm.

I wiped the sweat off my face and gasped for breath for a while.

Then I warned myself: "Chi Rui, you can't escape. If you can't get over it this time, there will be another time. You can't be so lucky forever."

My eyes moved uncontrollably to the blade of the kitchen knife, and my fingers even began to tremble, and I couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement.

I took a few deep breaths and forced myself to calm down. Not long after, I heard the sound of the downstairs door being violently knocked open.

I heard the footsteps of more than one person, and the noise of more than one person.

"Chi Rui——" Ma Feifei's voice penetrated the door and reached my ears.

"Chi Rui, don't hide."

"It's hard—come out—I'm here to help you—"

Ma Feifei calmly called my name, as if she was certain that I was in a bad state at the moment, and in her shouting, Song Dongyang opened his eyes at some point, stared at me without saying a word, I don't know if I am sober and unwilling to speak, or if I am confused and unable to speak.

However, it makes no difference.

I reached out to pick up the kitchen knife and held the handle, ready to protect myself whether Ma Feifei broke into this bedroom or Song Dongyang suddenly exploded.

But what happened next happened in the direction I expected. Ma Feifei's voice suddenly became softer, mixed with the suddenly raised voice of a strange man.

The phone in my hand also rang at this moment—thankfully, I had switched it to vibrate mode before—Ma Feifei called, and I chose to hang up on her.

A text message mixed with typos was sent to the mobile phone - "I'm in danger with you."

"Why are you in danger?" I replied her message.

Instead of a text from her, I heard a scream.

With this scream, Song Dongyang sat up suddenly from the bed, he looked at me, there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, but I couldn't discern his emotions.

I raised the corner of my mouth and asked him, "Do you still have the strength?"

He didn't speak, but he didn't move either.

I quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Ma Feifei's screams disappeared quickly, and turned into another high-pitched, joyful cry. I'm not a child who doesn't understand anything, and I still understand the basic physiological knowledge.

I finally understood what kind of potion Ma Feifei wanted to give me.

I glanced at Song Dongyang who was still sitting there, and stepped back cautiously. I unscrewed the door, buckled the built-in lock, and locked the door from the outside.

There is a square corridor with railings in the center of the second floor. I leaned on the railings and could just see the living room downstairs.

Ma Feifei brought four men over, and at this moment Ma Feifei was sandwiched between two men, and the other two men overlapped each other, performing the most primitive movement of human beings.

I stared at the absurd scene in front of me, without any pity or the urge to stop it.

I thought I knew Ma Feifei well enough, but I never thought that she was far more vicious than I imagined.

If I hadn't overheard her conversation and changed Song Dongyang's potion, I would be the one downstairs right now.

I would be raped in turn, and Ma Feifei would either be on the sofa, or like me, by the railing on the second floor, looking at me with a sneer.

After that, what happens?

Divergent thinking reminded me, I took out my mobile phone, opened the cover of the mobile phone, zoomed in on the camera, took a few "wonderful" photos, and recorded a short video for a while.

I will not be able to accept this serious blow, I will be depressed and have no intention of studying.

Even if I calm down, my photos and videos will become a handle in their hands, and I will be restrained and dare not call the police.

Even if I call the police, my reputation will be ruined, and I can no longer hold my head up in front of my classmates and teachers.

After all, I look so addicted and happy in the video.

I put my phone away properly and continued to watch free action movies. Ma Feifei is really beautiful, and the men she found are also very strong. Originally, two people sandwiched Ma Feifei, but soon everyone stacked up It became a ball, with white bodies entangled together, as if it opened up a whole new world for me.

Wearing a blue and white school uniform, I appeared in front of the entrance of the new world. He carried his schoolbag, opened his arms, and made a blocking gesture. He said seriously: "Chi Rui, you can't make the same mistake again and again."

I looked at him with a sneer, and didn't care about his weak resistance. I just asked him softly: "What did I do wrong?"

What am I doing wrong?

I'm just protecting myself.

If you don't leave Ma Feifei behind, do you think she will easily let me go after she wakes up?

Chi Rui, Chi Rui.

Your kindness is useless, your patience is worthless, your justice will not come.

You lost your brother, you lost your grades, you nearly lost your future.

Do you still want to stop me?

Or, can you still stop me?

"Bam—"

Behind me I heard the door being knocked open.

The sound of rubbing clothes, the sound of panting, the sound of heavy footsteps...

I didn't look back, turned my back to Song Dongyang, and gave him two options.

"Do you want to go down and play with Ma Feifei?"

"Or, would you rather play with me?"

"Chi... Rui..."

He called my name, like a sigh, but also like resentment.

I turned my head and found that his pants had been taken off a long time ago, and now his bare legs were sandwiched.

My knowledge of sports between men and men is limited to the live broadcast just now, and to be honest, I don't have the slightest interest in men's bodies.

But I should have gone to Song Dongyang.

In this way, he will be afraid of me, and he will have a handle in my hands, and he should no longer have the face to be with Ma Feifei.

You see, I'm talking high-sounding, trying to find excuses for everything I do next.

I can even escape legal sanctions. The medicine was prepared by Song Dongyang, the medicine was drunk by Song Dongyang, the pants were taken off by Song Dongyang, and the love was found by Song Dongyang.

And I'm just a "good hearted" and "helpful" person.

Song Dongyang's exposed skin was stained pink, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes misty.

He said, "Go back to the bedroom."

This is actually a very simple request, but I just don't want to agree.

I said, "Right here."

I thought for a while, and then said: "Watching your girlfriend being raped by others while having sex at the same time, it must be very cool."

After I finished saying this, Ma Feifei yelled again, especially in response to the occasion.

Song Dongyang hesitated for less than ten seconds before he said, "Okay."

My bad taste became stronger, and I said, "You lie on the railing, like in an action movie."

This time he suddenly said, "Wait."

"Waiting for what?" I was extremely impatient.

He unbuttoned a few jackets from bottom to top, and pulled out a towel-wrapped thing from behind, and handed it to me.

I suddenly guessed what was in there—it was the kitchen knife I forgot in the bedroom.

I took it back from Song Dongyang's hand and threw it aside, not wanting to think deeply about why Song Dongyang brought it out and why he gave it to me.

I don't need any reason to soften my heart.

Song Dongyang lay naked on the railing with his legs apart, and I pinched his not-so-slender waist with both hands.

Doing bad things is much easier than imagined, I didn't do too much psychological construction, and easily forced Song Dongyang to have sex with me.

During the process of doing business, after doing business, I left a lot of photos and videos.

Song Dongyang was quite quiet all the time, but later, Ma Feifei somehow regained her sanity, looked up and saw us, and let out a very ear-piercing scream.

She was sane, but her companions were not yet sane, and unwilling to give up entanglement with her, she screamed and groaned and cursed me.

I bit Song Dongyang's earlobe, and asked him with a smile, "Why didn't you just hack me to death with that kitchen knife?"

His eyes were calm and indifferent, and he said, "Chi Rui, I feel a little pain."

I smiled nonchalantly and said, "Sorry, I don't have much experience."

"That's what I earned." He was still in the mood to joke with me.

I also asked him jokingly, "Have you ever fucked Ma Feifei?"

He was silent for a while, and said, "I've been there before, boyfriend and girlfriend, this is a very common thing."

"You said I fucked you, do you deserve to be my boyfriend?" I kneaded his round buttocks.

He didn't respond for a long time.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree, but if I need you in the future, you have to be there when you are called," I circled his secret place with my fingertips, "If you don't come, I don't know, what will I do? Come on."

He still doesn't speak, I have the right to take it as his acquiescence.

When the sky was getting brighter, there was no more movement downstairs, Song Dongyang slipped to the ground, and there was not much good flesh left on his body, I stretched out my hand to check, I was still alive and alive.

I opened the bathroom door and gave myself a quick combat shower, smoothing out the creases as best I could.

I dug out a bag of bread from the refrigerator, stuffed a bag of milk into my schoolbag, and was about to go out when I remembered something.

I turned off Song Dongyang's cell phone, pulled out the phone card inside, went upstairs again, and saw him lying beside the railing, looking miserable.

It doesn't seem appropriate to just put the phone card next to him like this?

I hesitated for a moment, then lowered my head and picked him up roughly, kicked open the bedroom door, threw him on the bed, sent him to the west, and pulled the quilt over him.

I put the phone card where he could see it when he woke up, and left the villa with my schoolbag on my back. It was running out of time, and it was time for me to go to school.

Today is a rare sunny day, you can consider doing an extra set of papers.