Avenue Of Rebirth

【Only death can end his despair, or bring a new dawn. 】

Ever since Su An had memories, when he was 2 or 3 years old, he deeply remembered that beautiful elder brother with pale skin and gloomy complexion. He liked him more than his father. A few years after his father died, he could no longer remember his face. But every night in his dream, he saw the face of the boy who claimed to be his adoptive father.He never dared to admit that the first wet dream was because he dreamed of that beautiful young man as pale as a vampire kissing him.

After that, it became more and more intense. He dreamed that they had sex, and he dreamed that he kissed his body again and again, saying that he loved him.In reality, Su Xitang never looked at him directly, and adopted him only for his father's sake.Facing a man like a god, all his desires are the dirtiest dirt, and he doesn't dare to speak out at all.

The gap between reality and dream is too big, and the young Su An couldn't bear it at all. He started drinking, smoking, fighting, promiscuous sex, and tried his best to numb himself. Aren't all parents anxious?

—It is of no use.

until he started doing drugs.

During a promiscuity party, he was dragged out by the bodyguards at home, and the pleasure of marijuana dissipated in the cold water splashed on his head. He raised his head and looked at Su Xitang who was quietly looking at him.That was the scene where Su Xitang, who didn't remember much, looked at him.

However, those extremely indifferent eyes, with a touch of disgust and contempt in them, were like cruel claws piercing his chest, dragging Su An out of the beautiful dream.

He was arrested together with three dandy teenagers, Su An's cronies.They always contorted their faces with arrogance and arrogance. They shouted their parents' names loudly, threatened or lured them loudly.

A tray was handed over by his subordinates, and Su Xitang took out a gleaming short knife from the tray.

Looking at the thin and cold sharp weapon, the four immature teenagers were so frightened that they lost their voices.

Su Xitang walked up to one of the boys with a short knife, and someone immediately stepped forward and held the boy's face down.

"It was you three who tricked my son, Su Xitang, into taking drugs." The underworld godfather said lightly.

The next moment, the slender sharp blade directly pierced the boy's right eyeball.

The sunlight in the basement suddenly lost its temperature, and the space submerged into the ground turned into hell.

Amidst the young man's utterly miserable screams, the pale and handsome man remained unmoved, as if he were carving a flower. The man slowly turned his blade in the young man's eye sockets as if drawing a work of art, and blood rolled down his cheeks, dripping all over The skirt of the boy's clothes could not even get a drop on the man's fingertips.

The tragic screams and the creaking sound in the eye sockets lasted for a full minute. The three teenagers on the sidelines, including Su An, felt the knife turning in their bodies, and their eyes hurt. Unanimously shed tears.

They watched with tearful eyes, and the devil-like pale man finally pulled the knife out of the boy's eye socket.

In the breath they hadn't let go, they saw that there was a bloody eyeball inserted into the tip of the blade.

The boy who lost his eye and fainted from the pain was quickly kicked awake by his hair, and found that the boy was not dreaming, blood and tears mixed with snot, dripping all over his immature face, and there was only a hole where the right eye was swaying with flesh and blood.

However, everything is not over.

Su Xitang threw the knife with eyeballs in front of the boy, took the snow-white handkerchief and began to wipe her fingers.

"Eat it, and you can keep your other eye."

It is clear at a glance what "it" refers to specifically.

"No - you can't do this, Su Xitang, let me tell you that my dad will not let you go, my dad said that one day he would fuck you up, you little boy, huh huh -"

The man who was insulted didn't react at all, and he didn't stop in his steps. He walked to the table, took a sip of water from the glass, slowly and gracefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and turned to the blood-stained teenager lying on the ground. He smiled slightly, a gentlemanly gentle smile.

Su Xitang said softly: "Unfortunately, your father will never have this chance again."

The man who had been standing in the corner with a scar on his cheek had been watching everything with cold eyes, with a boring and indifferent expression on his face, but he stood up straight after Su Xitang's words, bowed to the pale and tall man, and said Looking at the dead man, he glanced at the one-eyed boy who was pressed on the ground and pried his mouth open, and bowed out of the basement.

The boy who lost one eye began to realize that something was wrong, he opened his only one eye and began to howl: "What are you going to do, Su Xitang, what are you going to do..."

Su An's twitching legs gradually lost consciousness. He watched the arrogant young man who usually swaggered through the city in City A, his tongue was pulled out like a guinea pig used for experiments, and the other one was picked out. The eyeball, like a discarded object after an experiment, was thrown to the ground by the demon's lackeys, panting by itself, writhing and making an inhuman sound.

"The same goes for the other two, either eating one of their own eyes or going blind."

Su Xitang sat on the sofa, as if looking down on the death god of all living beings, adjudicating everyone's life and death.

Looking at their companions who were no longer in human form on the floor, the faces of the two teenagers had lost blood to the same paleness as Su Xitang. With trembling hands, they slowly picked up the knife thrown in front of them...

Although he did not lose an eye, Su An, who lived through that nightmarish day, felt that he would never see the sun again in the rest of his life.

It was a demon, definitely the reincarnation of Satan, and there is no more ruthless and evil person in the world.

But this demon, except for a disgusted look, didn't even bother to give him a word.

Su An still has no way to break free from his abnormal love for this demon, unable to resist the temptation and bliss of nightly nightmares.

The cold and dark eyes of the pale man in the dream are a bottomless abyss, and he has already fallen into it uncontrollably, dark, suffocating, and beyond redemption.

Only death can end his despair, or bring a new dawn.

Yet there was no dawn.

-

dusk.

The dim sunlight is like a lost butterfly struggling in the enveloping darkness, and then its wings are torn apart.

When a tingling foreign body sensation occurred in the most vulnerable part of the body, Su An suddenly woke up from the broken and suffocating memories.

He was completely naked, his wrists were bleeding, his legs were spread wide, and a man as pale as a ghost was sitting in his crotch, with a finger inserted into his body.

Like an ice piercing into the body, the entire intestine convulsed due to extreme discomfort.

Su An wanted to move his body back in disbelief, but the man grabbed his ankle and dragged him back, unable to escape for half a minute.

As if attacking the city, Su Xitang completely submerged his whole finger into the young man's body, and smiled softly.A poppy smile.

"...It's very tight. It seems that this is your first time. Don't cry in pain later."

"Don't...you, go out."

The young man made a sound, and his voice finally calmed down. There was no trembling or fear, and he even used the disrespectful "you".It was only then that Su An realized that his voice was no longer harsh and unpleasant like sawing wood, but another kind of sound quality that was hard to describe, with a little hoarseness and a slightly raised ending sound, like a cat's coquettish, and like a future The murmur of an adult snow leopard is as mysterious and charming as some ancient musical instrument.

It was as if God had mercy on him and finally bestowed upon him the melodious voice he had always dreamed of.

And if God really had mercy, why would he be thrown by the devil's bedside?

"...Don't?" The handsome, almost bewitching man slowly laughed, the smile on his bloodless face was like the light of snow falling on the flowers and leaves.

"Didn't you dream that I fucked you every night?" The gentlemanly man spit out vulgar words without hesitation, ruthlessly declaring his knowledge of the boy's deepest and most shameful secret, "but now you shrink back, or Do you want to refuse or welcome?"

Su Xitang said more words to him today than in the past few years, but every word was more cruel and heartless than indifference.

The pale man lowered his head and held Su An's organ hanging between his crotch.