inferior possession

The sound fell in the silent night, and it seemed extraordinarily thin.

Ji Lu looked at the man's side face, unable to guess his emotions, his heart was beating fast, and his breathing stopped, for fear that he would catch up with Han Shuo and do something to him.

Duan Congzhen seemed to have succeeded in a prank, chuckled, stopped, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at him lazily, "Afraid?"

Ask knowingly.

That is, the deer tightly held the handle of the knife in his pocket. He knew that he only needed to press it, and the switchblade would pop out, and the sharp blade could easily pierce anyone's heart.

"I'm afraid." He said, his voice was too harsh, and he slowly closed his eyes, "I beg you, don't trouble him."

"Why do you bother him?" Duan Congzhen smiled strangely, his face was blank, "Didn't we have a good chat?"

That is, the deer stopped talking, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at him firmly, as if he felt danger. The whole deer was on alert, and his whole body was tense, not daring to relax at all.

"Why?" Seeing him like this, Duan Congzhen smiled even more happily, his deep eyes were tightly locked on him, and his tone was loose, "You care about him so much?"

As soon as the words fell, Ji Lu was stunned in place, his pupils trembled, and he looked at him with some surprise.

"Oh..." Duan Congzhen nodded, seeming to understand, lowered his head and straightened his cuffs, "It seems that I have more reason to kill him."

Ji Lu was startled, his eyes widened, "I beg you, don't hurt him!"

"Do not."

Duan Congzhen sneered, hooked his lips, raised his eyebrows provocatively, turned around and left.

"Brother Duan!"

Ji Lu yelled in panic, hurriedly chased after him, reached out and tried to grab the man's sleeve, but when he took the first step, he suddenly froze on the spot.

Duan Congzhen took out a gun from nowhere and pointed it at his head.

The speed was so fast that even the deer had no time to react, the cold and hard touch had already made his forehead ache.

"Stay still, baby."

Duan Congzhen turned his head to look at him, watching the man's face pale visibly, his eyes became playful and gentle, with a smile.

The deer was terrified, looking down at the ground, the toes of the two facing each other, and out of the corner of their vision were the man's slender fingers, with clear wrist bones, holding a gun and pressing it against his head.

He was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound, his legs softened instantly, but he couldn't fall down.That is to say, the deer felt as if he was holding a landmine. As long as he moved slightly, he would be blown to pieces.

If it was someone else, even Lu would not even believe that the other party had the guts to shoot, but Duan Congzhen is not a normal person, he is a lunatic, he can do anything.

"So cute." Duan Congzhen looked at his docile actions with satisfaction, and praised him like a dog.

Jilu's face was pale, his lips were dry and cold, he pursed his lips slightly, but he couldn't help trembling, and he could no longer pretend to be calm in front of this man.

All the anxiety and panic of the day burst at this moment, and even the barrier that Lu worked so hard to build collapsed instantly. His eyes were empty, staring at the flirtatious and dangerous man in front of him, tears welled up and rolled down his cheeks.

He didn't make any sound, but he was desperate to the extreme.

No matter how long, no matter how many times, Duan Congzhen can always handle his heart and his life so easily.

Ji Lu suddenly realized that he couldn't control himself, only Duan Congzhen could control him, no matter what he did, he couldn't change the outcome of the matter.

That is to say, the deer just looked at him, did not raise his hand to wipe away his tears, and let it flow.His lips were slightly parted, panting lightly, and his eyes were beggingly blurred, as if he had a serious illness.

Seeing his tears, Duan Congzhen was a little startled, then his eyes changed, and he suddenly smiled, "Don't be afraid, baby."

Gently touching Ji Lu's icy cheek, Duan Congzhen finally lowered his hand, turned his wrist, looked down at the gun in his hand, and said warmly, "This is not a real gun. It is a prop from the drama "Silence"."

That is, the deer's scalp is numb, its back is cold, trembling, and its body is crumbling.

Duan Congzhen didn't seem to see him at all, and he was still in fear, so he continued, "Have you seen "Silence"?"

Before Ji Lu could open his mouth, he said, "I don't think you have seen it. But, you should really watch it. This drama is very classic. It's about the killing caused by unfaithful love, um..."

After a pause, Duan Congzhen changed his words and waved his hands casually, "Forget it, you'd better stop watching it, it's too bloody, you'll be afraid."

With that said, Duan Congzhen put away the prop gun and put it in his pocket.

The gun on his head was removed, even if the deer couldn't hold on anymore, his knees softened, his body was cold, and he knelt straight down, and his knees hit the concrete floor, but he couldn't feel the pain.

When he fell to the ground, the deer was still trembling, his lips were bloodless, and his limbs and bones were cold.

Duan Congzhen looked down at him with deep eyes, unable to see through emotions.

After a while, he squatted down and reached out to touch Ji Lu's face. The man's face was covered with cold sweat, mixed with tears, his whole face was wet and covered with dust, he looked in a mess.

"Little poor." Duan Congzhen called him sympathetically, stretched out his arms to hug him, as if sighing, "Look, without me, you really can't live a day."

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The flower shop is located in an old-fashioned residential area, and the water and electricity are very tight. The bathroom in the back hall is very narrow, and the paint of the shower head for bathing has fallen off. When the water flow is turned on, you can still hear the squeaking noise of the pipes.

But Duan Congzhen didn't care.

He has had sex with so many people, and he has never seen anyone who is as docile, soft, and full of love as a deer.

Those people under him always have one or another problem, their waists are not as soft as that of a deer, their buttocks are not as upright as his, and even their screams cannot reach Duan Congzhen's ears.

He's actually not picky, but he had an almost perfect bed partner like Ji Lu, and it was difficult for others to notice.

"Don't you think we are very compatible?"

Duan Congzhen laughed in his ear, with a rare gasp, his movements fluctuated up and down, like an insatiable beast, pinching the waist of the deer, demanding frantically and fiercely.

The walls of the bathroom are cold, and the tiles in some places have fallen off, exposing sharp cracks. That is, the deer was pressed on it, and it was so crowded that it could hardly breathe. The thin chest was stuck to the tiles, and it occasionally rubbed through those sharp cracks. The skin is cut open, exposed to the air, and it hurts hotly.

Cold water poured down on the two of them. Duan Congzhen was extremely hot inside him, but his skin was bitingly cold.

Duan Congzhen's movements were rough, as if venting, and as if giving him care after a long-lost reunion, bumping into his body without leaving any tenderness.

Jilu didn't say a word, he gritted his teeth, the only smell in his mouth was blood, his clothes were soaked, and he shivered from the cold against his body.

Looking at the red water flowing down the wall from the corner of the eye, Duan Congzhen moved a little slower, frowned slightly, pinched his shoulder, turned him around, and saw that the man's chest was already dripping with blood.

There was still blood on the broken tiles.

The man didn't speak, and he didn't speak when he was cut. He suffered silently, his eyes were calm, and he didn't have any emotions.

Duan Congzhen narrowed his eyes, suddenly picked him up forcefully, put his palm on his back, and blocked the knife-like wall for him.

The deer was in a daze, but before he could react, the man went in even deeper, sobbing from his throat, and he endured it again.

"Bambi, you're bleeding." Duan Congzhen laughed, his voice even deeper in the small bathroom.

He lowered his head and helped Ji Lu lick the blood off the wound, then slowly raised his eyes, "This is your punishment."

Even Lu didn't want to think about what he was punishing him for, he only knew that as long as Duan Congzhen thought about it, there would always be a reason to attack him.

"Punish you for wielding a knife in front of me." Duan Congzhen said.

Ji Lu finally reacted, his eyes rolled mechanically, like a lifeless puppet, and then his emptiness fell on Duan Congzhen's face.

"You know..." he said, his voice hoarse, like a dying person.

"Of course." Duan Congzhen smiled, laughing at his innocence, "Do you really think you can hide it from me?"

Ji Lu looked at him with red eyes and despair, "Why...don't kill me..."

"Why did you kill you?" Duan Congzhen kissed him, full of pity, "Didn't we have a good time?"

Ji Lu looked into his eyes, his heart was so cold, his body was allowed to be manipulated by Duan Congzhen, and he asked for it without stopping, without any feeling.

Duan Congzhen seemed to be in high spirits, begging him for a long time in the bathroom, and still didn't let him go when he returned to the bedroom, until he was finally satisfied, it was almost dawn.

Even though the deer's lips were chapped and his whole body was scorching hot, he still felt cold and curled up in the quilt, his back hurting intermittently.

Duan Congzhen didn't leave, and kindly helped him take a bath, and even dried his hair. The circuit in the residential area was not good, and the hair dryer had just been plugged in. When it was turned on, the electricity in the whole building tripped.

Duan Congzhen held the smoking hair dryer, his face was extremely dark.

Then he dropped his stuff, got dressed and left.

That is to say, with wet hair on his head, the deer wiped it himself, regardless of whether it was dry or not, and got into the bed with a headache.

He can't control anything, as long as Duan Congzhen leaves.

He doesn't want to recall this ridiculous night, the involuntary sex/love, and the people he doesn't want to have any more interaction with.

He didn't know what Duan Congzhen wanted to do when he came to him this time, whether to continue revenge, to see him in pain, or to have fun.

He couldn't guess, and he didn't want to guess.

Because it's all the same to him.

But he didn't expect that Duan Congzhen would come back after leaving.

"This power is small, it should not trip."

Duan Congzhen brought back a new hair dryer, plugged it in, and it worked.

"You can live in a broken place." Duan Congzhen's tone was full of disbelief, as if people living in this kind of place were more humble than pigs in a slaughterhouse.

He pulled him up, pressed him in front of him, and turned on the hair dryer to blow his hair.

Ji Lu was at his mercy in a daze, and when he heard what he said, he suddenly laughed, his voice hoarse.

"It's good to live in a place like this."

Duan Congzhen also smiled after hearing what he said, but said nothing.

Helping him dry his hair, Duan Congzhen touched his face, helped him tuck in the quilt, and told him to go to bed quickly.

"Oh, almost forgot."

Duan Congzhen thought of something, went out, and when he came back, he held a box of flowers and put them on his bedside table.

"Flowers for you," he said, then leaned over and kissed the man's slightly warm forehead, "Good night, Bambi."

Ji Lu was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly realized that Duan Congzhen was imitating him, kissing him secretly that night, and then saying goodnight.

Immediately, the back felt chills, even the deer endured it, and did not dare to move. When it was confirmed that the man had really left, he struggled to get up, and stretched out his hand to grab the extravagant box of flowers.

Rich, beautiful, graceful, expensive.

In the flower, there is a piece of note paper, which is recognized by the deer at a glance. This is a note from Duan Congzhen's house. He once collected all the notes written by Duan Congzhen and hid them in his treasure box.

His eyes froze, and Lu shook his hand and pulled out the note.

There is only a short sentence written on it, but it makes the deer die like thunder:

"Bambi, my baby,

Don't forget, I've been watching you. "

The author says:

Drama "Silence": I wrote it.