I failed again

仑城

Song Shujing woke up from his sleep and felt sore all over, especially in the difficult-to-speak part of his back, which seemed to be torn apart and caused waves of pain.

Song Shujing looked at the unfamiliar ceiling of the bed, slowly recalling what happened before he lost consciousness. He was bought by a man at an auction. On the way, he took effect of the drug that the auction manager had poured into him, and then he lost consciousness.

Song Shujing knew what happened after he lost consciousness without even thinking about it. The man took the picture of him just to do that thing, and when he saw that he was drugged, he was so happy that he would never give up the meat that was right in front of him.

The discomforts he is feeling now are the best proof of this.

Song Shujing slowly curled himself up into a ball, sobbing softly, as he was raped by a man he didn't know.

Song Shujing once fantasized about what his future husband would be like, a gentle and elegant scholar, a suave and talented man, or a heroic and dashing young general.

But he never imagined that one day he would end up at an auction, be bought by a man whose age, appearance and identity he didn't know, and have sex with him.

Song Shujing's shoulders kept shaking, and suppressed sobs came out from his slightly open lips. Tears flowed freely like a flood, soon soaking the quilt beside his cheek.

The helplessness and fear were like demons in the darkness, entangling him tightly and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Suddenly, Song Shujing felt a warm body covering his back. Then, a hand gently stroked his cheek. A deep and charming voice came to his ear, "Why are you crying?"

When Song Shujing heard the voice, his eyes, which were red from crying, suddenly widened. Just as he was about to turn his head, the owner of the voice embraced him in his arms.

Song Shujing looked at the man in front of him. His face was as if carved by a knife or an axe, with hard and clear lines, and a hint of sharpness in his coldness.

At this moment, the man's brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes as deep as a pool of water were staring at Song Shujing. Song Shujing felt an invisible sense of oppression coming towards him like a surging tide, making him feel palpitations and nervousness involuntarily.

Song Shujing lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at the man.

When Song Shujing lowered his eyes, he realized that he and the man were both lying naked on the bed, and his body was covered with messy marks.

Song Shujing was completely stunned. He was so sad that he didn't even notice there was a man lying next to him. If he hadn't suddenly come over, he didn't know when he would have noticed him.

Stunned Song Shujing felt the man's warm hand falling on his cheek. He didn't know what the other person wanted to do, and his hands were shaking with fear.

But that hand just gently wiped away the tears on his face, and the movement was so gentle that Song Shujing almost thought he was a treasure held in that person's palm.

Song Shujing was shocked by his sudden thought. How could he have such an unrealistic idea?

After all, if he guessed correctly, the man in front of him was the man who spent three thousand taels of gold to buy him at the auction yesterday. He was just a toy he bought for entertainment. How could he be the treasure that man carefully protected?

Song Shujing clenched the quilt tightly with his hands, and laughed at himself in his heart, thinking that he must have been driven crazy by the series of events that happened, which was why he had such unrealistic thoughts.

"Why did you cry just now?" Mo Hanqi looked at Song Shujing and asked, "Are you feeling too uncomfortable?"

His body was indeed in pain, but he was not crying because of that. Song Shujing raised his eyes to meet the gaze of the man in front of him, and instead of answering his question, he begged, "I want to go home, sir, please...please let me go..."

Mo Hanqi didn't say anything, but just stared at Song Shujing. He originally planned to send Song Shujing back after rescuing him, but after last night, he changed his mind.

Song Shujing tasted so good that he became addicted to it and was reluctant to let Song Shujing leave.

In that case, he might as well keep Song Shujing by his side for the time being.

Song Shujing couldn't stand his gaze, but he still tried hard not to look away. At this time, he heard Mo Hanqi said slowly, "No, you are mine now, so don't dream of letting me let you go."

Hearing this, Song Shujing's face turned pale and he denied it, "I'm not!"

"You are the male lover I bought with three thousand taels of gold. How come you are not mine anymore?" Mo Hanqi said slowly, his hands circling around Song Shujing's waist.

"I... I can return the money to you..." Song Shujing felt an itch coming from his waist, and his voice was trembling. "As long as you let me go back to the Marquis' Mansion, I... I will definitely return the money you spent to you..."

"I don't think the Loyal and Brave Marquisate will pay out three thousand taels of gold for a brother like you who is not favored." Mo Hanqi stared at Song Shujing's eyes which were still red from crying and said, "And you alone cannot give me these three thousand taels of gold."

Song Shujing bit his lower lip with his pearly teeth, thought for a while and said, "I can pay you back in installments. As long as you give me some time, I will..."

Mo Hanqi interrupted him directly, "No need, I don't need these three thousand taels of gold, I just need a male pet to warm my bed."

Song Shujing felt a chill running from his feet to his head, instantly enveloping him, as if he had fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cave under a bottomless abyss. He widened his eyes, his face filled with undisguised horror, his body trembling uncontrollably, like a candle in the wind, about to fall.

He shook his head desperately, his movements so fast that he almost broke his neck, and kept muttering, "No, I don't want it... please let me go!" There was deep fear and despair in his voice.

As he spoke, he supported himself on the bed and tried to get up, but the moment he moved, the wound on his back was pulled, and he fell back down in pain.

Mo Hanqi hugged him gently and said softly, "You don't have to be so scared. I won't do anything to hurt you. You just need to stay here obediently and satisfy my needs."

"No, don't..." Song Shujing was still shaking his head and refusing. Mo Hanqi patted him on the back gently. "As long as you are obedient, I will treat you well. Otherwise, you will be the only one who suffers."

Song Shujing's tears flowed like an unstoppable flood, and he cried and begged, "Please let me go. With your status and position, you can have anyone you want. Let me go, I beg you..."

"I only want you." Mo Hanqi's eyes were full of seriousness, but Song Shujing was so scared at this moment that he didn't notice it at all.

Mo Hanqi looked at Song Shujing who was still trying to break free from his embrace and threatened, "If you keep crying like this, I'll kill you."

Song Shujing was so frightened by these words that he stopped crying. He dared not move or cry out loud. His shoulders were just trembling, and he looked extremely pitiful.

Mo Hanqi gently held his face, wiped away his tears, and coaxed him softly, "Don't be afraid, don't worry, I will send you back to the Marquis' Mansion, but not now."

Hearing this, hope appeared in Song Shujing's eyes. Will he send him back to the Marquis' Mansion?

Soon, Song Shujing's eyes dimmed again, not now...

He will probably let me go only when he gets tired of playing.

Song Shujing closed his eyes, his heart filled with sorrow. From the moment he was forced to wear that outfit and go on stage to be auctioned, his fate was like that of a rootless duckweed, no longer under his own control.

Whatever the man in front of me said was the truth, and I had no room to resist. I could only pray inwardly that this man would get tired of me soon and let me go.

After seeing Song Shujing calm down, Mo Hanqi called for the servants to bring in hot water, and then picked him up.

Song Shujing was so frightened by the sudden leap that he hugged his neck fiercely, looking at him in horror, "What...what are you going to do..."

"I'll take you to clean up." Mo Hanqi said, carrying Song Shujing behind the screen and putting him in the bathtub.

Seeing that Mo Hanqi was about to follow in, Song Shujing quickly stopped him and said, "I... I can do it myself..."

Mo Hanqi raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure? You have to get them all out, otherwise you'll get sick. Are you sure you can do it yourself?"

Hearing this, Song Shujing frowned in embarrassment. He didn't want the person in front of him to touch him again, but let him clean it up himself...

When he thought about how to clean it up, Song Shujing felt that no matter what choice he made, he would find it hard to accept.

Seeing that Song Shujing didn't say anything, Mo Hanqi didn't bother to say anything more and stepped directly into the bathtub.

The bathtub was not small, but Mo Hanqi was tall, and once he got in, the space seemed small.

So, Mo Hanqi directly carried the stiff Song Shujing to his lap and helped him clean up.