The mineral water bottle fell down again, and the pain was overwhelming, Lin Yiyuan finally reacted, and threw Lin Shu to the ground with his backhand.

"Damn it, see if I don't beat you to death." Lin Yiyuan held his forehead, his left eye was stained red with blood, lost all reason, and kicked Lin Shu.

Lin Shu sneered and allowed Lin Yiyuan to kick, but when the sole of the shoe kicked his upper abdomen, he precisely grasped Lin Yiyuan's ankle and twisted it to the other side forcefully.

"open!"

Lin Shu exerted more force, the bones in his ankle seemed to be broken, and he screamed out in pain.

Lin Yiyuan struggled to retract his feet, but Lin Shu held on tightly, and stabbed the mineral water bottle into his calf, the broken body of the bottle pierced into his flesh, and immediately dripped with blood.

"You still want to beat me to death, try kicking me again?"

Lin Shu grinned, his eyes were dark, like a ghost who just crawled out of purgatory, Lin Yiyuan was terrified when he saw it.

There was cold sweat on his forehead.

Lin Yiyuan hurriedly squatted down, reached out to grab Lin Shu's wrist, kicked her legs restlessly, trying to break free, "Fuck, let me go, let me go!"

boom

During the scuffle, the door was suddenly kicked open and hit hard on the wall.

Lin Yiyuan stopped struggling and looked over at Wen Sheng.

Qin Yuchi stood at the door, followed by two people, one of whom was Lin Yiyuan's assistant.

"How dare you..."

Before he could say the words 'betray me', Qin Yuchi rushed over, half of his face soaked in the moonlight, cold and gloomy.

Qin Yuchi was already tall, and he was still wearing a sleeveless T-shirt. The muscles on his arms were tense, with veins popping out, as if he wanted to beat Lin Yiyuan to death.

Lin Yiyuan panicked even more, but her feet were still bound by Lin Shu, unable to move.

In order to break free from Lin Shu's shackles and run away, Lin Yiyuan put one hand on the ground for strength, raised the other foot, and wanted to kick Lin Shu again.

The toe of the shoe kicked halfway, and the wind blew with the fragrance of wormwood, and Qin Yuchi grabbed Lin Yiyuan's collar and pulled it back vigorously.

The world was spinning in front of him, but in just a moment, Lin Yiyuan was pinned to the ground, and Qin Yuchi's palm was around his neck.

call out

Qin Yuchi's fist was raised in the air, and he smashed it down at an extremely fast speed, creating a gust of wind.

"Brother, calm down!"

Zhou Ming shouted in a hurry, and went up with Lin Yiyuan's assistant, and grabbed Qin Yuchi's arm before the fist fell on Lin Yiyuan's side face.

Qin Yuchi's eyes were bloodshot, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot due to rage, and he looked as if he had lost his mind.

Zhou Ming was ready to be beaten with a backhand, but after a moment of silence, Qin Yuchi suddenly withdrew his strength and said in a cold voice, "Let go, I won't hit him."

"Brother...?" Zhou Ming had never seen Qin Yuchi beat someone, but he was still a little scared and grabbed his arm and dared not let go.

"It's okay, let go." Qin Yuchi calmed down, his expression became normal, and he let go of his fist and said.

The two assistants looked at each other, exchanged glances, and paused for half a minute, making sure that Qin Yuchi was telling the truth, and then slowly let go.

"call......"

The stone in Lin Yiyuan's heart fell to the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to defend himself, but was picked up by Qin Yuchi with one hand, and dragged away.

"Wait, what are you doing... Uh! Uuh!" Halfway through the words, Lin Yiyuan was pushed into the fish tank in the living room.

There are no fish in the fish tank, only the fake seaweed and corals for decoration, and the seawater of Tyrande Bay just changed.

Qin Yuchi's face was cold, and he dragged Lin Yiyuan's hair into the water.

No matter how Lin Yiyuan struggled, Qin Yuchi just lowered his eyes and looked at him coldly, with no intention of stopping.

Gollum, gollum.

Lin Yiyuan twisted and splashed water, and a few drops of seawater fell on Qin Yuchi's face, but Qin Yuchi seemed unconscious, letting the water drop fall, muttering words.

It's true that Qin Yuchi stopped beating people, but he wanted to kill people?!

Zhou Ming was so anxious that he ran to Qin Yuchi's side, trying to break his hand away.

Qin Yuchi lifted Lin Yiyuan out of the water first, and said to Zhou Ming, "Don't be nervous, I promise you won't leave any scars."

Lin Yiyuan's panting lasted less than ten seconds, and Qin Yuchi pushed him under the water again, continuing to mutter softly.

"20, 19, 18..."

Zhou Ming listened carefully, only to realize that Qin Yuchi was counting down.

With a blank face, Qin Yuchi was shockingly calm, kept pushing Lin Yiyuan down to drown, and pulled him up to breathe again within 20 seconds, torturing him repeatedly, as if it was a trivial matter that he was familiar with.

Zhou Ming was even more anxious. He looked around, and when his eyes fell on Lin Shu who was lying down, he felt relieved as if he had found a calming pin.

"Brother, don't worry about Lin Yiyuan, there is something wrong with Mr. Lin, go and see him." Zhou Ming's tone was anxious.

Mr. Lin...

Something wrong with Lin Shu?

Qin Yuchi turned his head and his eyes fell on Lin Shu.

Lin Shu's face was slightly red, and he was half lying on the ground, his lips were unnaturally red, and he opened his mouth to breathe softly.

It stands to reason that Lin Shu's breathing was very small, just a little soft breath.

But Qin Yuchi heard it very clearly, as if the voice didn't come from a distance, but started playing from his mind.

"Ha... hug me, there... wait a minute, brother!"

"Brother, kiss me, kiss Shu'er."

"Brother, you can't escape. If you dare to escape, I will kill all the people around you, make them all hate you, and curse you to hell every night."

 …

What is he running from?

Who is speaking to him?

False auditory hallucinations filled the eardrums, and there was a sudden throbbing pain in the right chest, which then turned into a sharp hollow feeling.

The severe pain made Qin Yuchi let go of his hand, grabbed the hem of his clothes and staggered back a few steps, his footsteps were unsteady, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Zhou Ming's voice approached, awakening Qin Yuchi from the chaos of auditory hallucinations.

"I... Shu'er?" Qin Yuchi muttered to himself.

"Yes," Zhou Ming said along, "Mr. Lin is not right."

Something wrong with Lin Shu?!

Qin Yuchi didn't care about the pain in his chest, nor about Lin Yiyuan, so he stood up abruptly, and walked towards Lin Shu with messy steps.

Hearing his footsteps, Lin Shu raised his head, in addition to the waves of passion, there was something Qin Yuchi couldn't understand in his eyes.

Qin Yuchi couldn't tell what kind of eyes it was, it looked like hate, resentment, and pain that could be transmitted across the air, he just took one look, and his heart would hurt, like a knife stabbed, the pain was worse than his right chest.

Qin Yuchi held back the pain and stretched out his hand, trying to hug Lin Shu.

But before his fingertips touched the thin wrist, Lin Shu opened his hand violently.

Snapped!

The back of his hand was flushed from the beating, and the seawater left in his palm dripped to the ground along his fingertips. Qin Yuchi froze, his hand still hanging in the air.

"Don't touch me with your hands!" Lin Shu warned with wide eyes.

The pain in the heart is even worse.

Qin Yuchi took a step back subconsciously, staying away from Lin Shu.

But when he backed away, Lin Shu seemed to be even angrier, his cheeks were swollen with anger, like soft bean paste buns.

Qin Yuchi didn't know what to do, he just felt deeply at a loss, just like himself in a dream, he couldn't answer, he was a fool.

What should he say?

He should do something to make Lin Shu not so angry.

The burning pain gradually faded, and the fingers became more numb.

Qin Yuchi looked down at his wet hands, as if he had realized it, he quickly wiped his hands on his T-shirt, and dried the seawater with a faint fishy smell.

After drying it carefully, Qin Yuchi stretched out his hand again, handed the clean hand to Lin Shu for inspection, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, Mr. Lin, can I touch it now?"

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