strayed into the world

The voice cut through the air abruptly, and Qing Che seemed to be immobilized by magic.He only felt the airflow behind him gradually approaching, and the piercing cold wind pierced his spine to his heart, making his whole body tremble. Fleeing was the only thought that popped into his mind, but his feet remained motionless.

"It's really..." The bony hand covered his shoulder, and Qing Che struggled like an electric shock, shook off the hand on his shoulder, staggered and almost fell, but fortunately, the waitress helped him in time.asked him worriedly,

"Is it someone you know?"

Qing Che's face was pale, like a frightened animal trembling uncontrollably, the coat retreated to the elbows in the struggle just now, and the messy sweater collar revealed a delicate and sexy collarbone covered with faint bruises.The man looked at the scar, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more presumptuous.

"Young master, don't you know me? We are old acquaintances."

Shaking his head, Qing Che shook his head vigorously, but couldn't make a sound.Fear spread in the bottom of my heart. This strange man in front of me was clearly meeting him for the first time, so why was he so afraid.It seems that there is a hidden secret in the depths of the memory that is ready to be revealed, and waves hit Pandora's magic box.

"Young master, you should thank me, shouldn't you?" The man said and took a step towards Qing Che. "Could it be that the debt has been paid off to be able to come here?"

He remembered, the man's flattering smile once appeared in the midnight terrors, the cold and dark secret room, the metal chains, and the dampness filled with stench and desire... Whose memory was that, it took everything away from him overwhelmingly? oxygen.

"No, don't come here..."

Qingche's fear was the catalyst for the man to push forward, and the playful smile was torn at the corner of his mouth, making people hate, "Look at you, why are you so born."

The hands stretched out to oneself overlapped with the claws stretched out to oneself in memory.In an instant, the sky was dark, and one picture after another was played back in his mind. During those dark years, he wanted to kill this man with his own hands day and night...he wanted to kill this man! ... At this moment, "Crack!" There was a deafening bang, accompanied by the sound of glass breaking and the man's miserable moans.

Qing Che stared blankly at what happened suddenly in front of him, his tall and slender figure stood quietly in sight, his fists were clenched and his knuckles were stained with blood, and the man he stepped on the ground grinned in pain.He couldn't see his face, he could only hear his low, gloomy voice slowly,

"I hate other people touching my things."

...Finally, the tears still fell silently down the cheeks...