When the phone rang, Wen Suning was standing in front of the washstand.

The bright red blood flowing from the wrist was washed by the running water, diluted into a light pink color, and flowed into the drain. The smell of blood filled the nostrils and stimulated the drowsy brain.

Wen Suning raised her head, the young man in the mirror was extremely pale, like a flimsy piece of paper, only the corners of his eyes were slightly red, revealing a bit of pitiful twinkle.

There were still wet marks on his cheeks, which were physical tears flowing out of pain and despair.

It was his, but it wasn't his body either.

Younger and weaker.

Just now, Wen Suning spent a few minutes accepting the fact that she was wearing a book.

He was originally a well-known investor in the industry. On his way to the airport on a business trip, he encountered a car accident.

But after the darkness, a large number of strange pictures flooded into my mind.

In the screen, a boy named Wen Suning was adopted by his adoptive parents, but within a few years, the adoptive parents who were originally diagnosed with infertility became pregnant unexpectedly and gave birth to a child that really belonged to them.

Since then, Wen Suning's life has plummeted, and the love that was given to him in the past has been poured into its true object.

Later, Wen Suning went to university, but her adoptive father was seriously ill. The family needed money urgently, but her adoptive mother had limited income, and her younger brother was still in high school. The burden fell on Wen Suning's shoulders.

In order to make money as soon as possible, Wen Suning chose to work in a bar, and met Qin Mu by accident.Qin Mu seemed to fall in love with him at first sight, so he took the initiative to ask for his contact information, and soon, he offered to adopt him.

After going through a difficult inner struggle, Wen Suning agreed in order to earn enough money for her adoptive father to treat his illness.

He was brought into a villa, signed a contract with Qin Mu, saw the photos on the wall, and finally realized that Qin Mu chose him because he was with Bai Yueguang, who Qin Mu had studied abroad in the early years.There are seven points alike.

In order to fulfill the contract, Wen Suning took a leave of absence from school, completely becoming Qin Mu's caged canary.

Qin Mu was nice to him at first, but then it got worse. What he needed from Wen Suning was not emotional satisfaction, but physical release.

Due to the long-term cold violence of her native family and Qin Mu, Wen Suning suffered from serious mental illness, and her physical condition also plummeted.

The news of Bai Yueguang's return to China undoubtedly added fuel to the flames. Qin Mu was overjoyed. He no longer needed to look for Bai Yueguang's shadow from Wen Suning.Get out of the villa.

Under the double torment of psychological and physical pain, Wen Suning collapsed.

He transferred all the remaining money to his adoptive parents. In order not to affect the landlord's subsequent rental, he chose to end his life in the corner of the park, and was rescued by passers-by.

However, Qin Mu and Bai Yueguang were not happy after being together. He gradually realized that his feelings for Wen Suning were far beyond what a substitute could explain, and finally chose to chase Wen Suning back.

At that time, Wen Suning was physically and mentally broken, and had already lost the ability to live normally. Qin Mu only experienced some difficulties, and tied Wen Suning to his side again.

Some of these pictures are blurry, some are clear, some are the real memory of the original owner, while the other part is the future that hasn't happened yet.

Wen Suning's one of the few hobbies in his previous life was reading books. He has read a lot of online novels, and he knows that the current situation can probably be explained by passing through books, and he already knows all the subsequent plots.

Obviously, this is a dog-blood crematorium that abuses the body and mind.But the plot of the crematorium only has some light inner struggles, but the original owner has been abused in front of hundreds of thousands of words, and his personality is almost disintegrated.

The pain clearly came from the back of the head and wrist, and the narrow wound was no longer bleeding.

Wen Suning raised her other hand and turned off the faucet. The blade held by her fingertips collided with the metal handle, making a soft noise, and the sharp blade was still stained with blood.

When he woke up, he was lying on the ground with the blade in his hand. Apparently, the original owner suffered from hypoglycemia in pain, and fell headfirst, hitting the back of his head.

In addition to the fresh bloody gash, there are more wounds on his wrists that have healed, and it is not difficult to see from the color that they must have been deep and long at that time.

The phone was not connected, it was automatically hung up, the noisy ringing finally stopped, only the sound of the water pipes flowing in the silent bathroom, and Wen Suning's shallow and steady breathing.

Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone that was slowly shutting down suddenly brightened, accompanied by a vibration, and a new message alert popped up on the lock screen.

The moment she saw the reminder, an indescribable panic welled up in her heart, and the coldness swept across her body, making Wen Suning's eyes darken.

He quickly supported the washstand with one hand, while the other hand firmly grasped the front of his chest. The heart that seemed to break through the rib cage in the next second hit his palm madly through the flesh and blood.

——Don't be afraid, Wen Suning.

You no longer need to face these things, go to my body with peace of mind, no longer have to worry about financial problems, no longer have to fear the people around you.

——You can quit my job, and the deposit in the account is enough for you to spend the rest of your life happily without any worries.

As for the mess, leave it to me to handle it.

As he meditated, the intense fear hesitantly subsided slowly, and after a long time, he finally regained his calm.

Wen Suning raised his head again, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his lips, which had lost all blood, became even paler, his arms trembled uncontrollably, as if he would fall heavily in the next second.

The last will of the boy should be completely gone.

Snapped.

Wen Suning threw the blade into the trash can expressionlessly, picked up the phone, turned and left the bathroom.

On the way to the living room, Wen Suning unlocked it with her fingerprint. As expected, it was a message from Qin Mu.

He was the one who called just now, but Wen Suning didn't answer, so she changed to WeChat.

"Ready for me"

Just five words, concise and to the point, not even a single punctuation mark.

Wen Suning could think of what Qin Mu wanted him to wait with his toes.

Normally, when a teenager receives news from Qin Mu, he will immediately start preparing, even though he doesn't like it at all.

But the past Wen Suning has already left.

Today, he has no intention of continuing to be a persimmon.

Wen Suning sat on the carpet in the living room, took out the medical kit from the cabinet, found an unpacked bandage, and wrapped it around his wrist that had begun to clotting.

The soft dark fluff lined his ankles and half of his calves, and they were so white and slender that they couldn't be easily folded. Qin Mu liked to grab them the most, leaving some bruises roughly.

After treating the wound, Wen Suning put away the medical kit, supported the sofa and stood up slowly to avoid dizziness caused by hypoglycemia.

He went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, found a bag of instant food, and heated it in the microwave.

Three minutes later, the heating was over, Wen Suning brought out the plate and sat at the dining table.

In the face of food, he instinctively felt nauseated. The original owner's psychological problems had caused serious somatic symptoms, but if he wanted to change, he had to ensure that his body had enough energy.

Wen Suning forced herself to take the first bite.

Qin Mu pushed the door in with a smell of alcohol, and saw Wen Suning sitting at the dining table.

The plate in front of him was almost empty, and a carton of milk was in hand.Hearing the sound of Qin Mu opening the door, the young man looked up, then trembling all over, he began to retch, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

Qin Mu paused.

"Didn't you see my message?"

Wen Suning tried hard to swallow the food in her mouth, and the cramps and tightness in her stomach were relieved for a moment.

"I see."

"Why didn't you come back?"

"Busy eating."

Wen Suning's plain answer successfully made Qin Mu frown.

Seeing the redness and lustrous luster from the corners of the boy's eyes due to retching, and the large piece of skin exposed from the first button of the neckline unbuttoned, Qin Mu's unhappiness disappeared in an instant.

He unbuttoned it, threw his coat on the back of the sofa, and the man strode to Wen Suning's side, passed under his arm with one hand, and easily picked up the thin boy.

The world was spinning, and when she came back to her senses, Wen Suning was already pressed on the table. The coldness of the marble was felt by the skin through the thin fabric, and Wen Suning shivered for a while.

Without love words or foreplay, Qin Mu directly unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt. His chest, waist and abdomen were exposed to the man's sight and the air, rising and falling with his unsteady breathing.

This posture is quite uncomfortable. If Wen Suning wants to maintain his balance, he has to support the table with his hands, which makes it impossible for him to have a chance to resist.

Not to mention that there was still a wound on his wrist, and Wen Suning felt as if the wound had been ruptured when the tingling pain came.

Qin Mu bent down, the smell of alcohol came to his nostrils, Wen Suning held his breath in disgust, but he didn't turn his head to dodge.

Before Qin Mu was about to kiss him, Wen Suning opened her mouth.

"belch"

Qin Mu's movements immediately froze in mid-air.

Wen Suning: "Sorry, I'm a little full."

Qin Mu frowned, but the young man's small Adam's apple slid across his slender neck due to his swallowing movements, his fine black hair swept between his brows, and his posture of struggling to support his body in an awkward posture was so alluring.

The rising displeasure was quickly diluted by desire again, Qin Mu stood between Wen Suning's separated knees, and untied his belt.

Amid the crisp sound of metal buckles colliding, Wen Suning suddenly smiled.

He had a bright smile and curved eyebrows, but the depths of those eyes that should have been filled with cowardice and filled with tears were as cold as a sharp edge.

It seems that there is still a bit of mockery.

wrong.

There seems to be something wrong.

Amid the smell of alcohol spreading, Qin Mu narrowed his eyes. He pinched Wen Suning's face with one hand, and his tone finally became dangerous:

"Don't laugh, you don't look like him when you smile."

Wen Suning's smile was even brighter as his face that didn't have much flesh was pinched. He stared at Qin Mu with great interest, as if conducting a behavioral observation experiment.

When Qin Mu's hands became stronger, the young man's light-colored lips parted slightly:

"Why do you ask for so much, can your ass just look like it?"

Qin Mu: "..."

Now no matter how high-minded he was before, he was blown to nothing.

Qin Mu's wine was half sober in an instant, he took two steps back, raised his hand and rubbed his sore forehead.

What stimulated Wen Suning today?

"Forget it, I'm going to rest and cook me a bowl of hangover soup."

As Qin Mu said, he turned and walked towards the bedroom. Wen Suning stared at his back, slowly sat up straight, and re-fastened the torn shirt.

Blood was faintly oozing from the gauze on the wrist, and the wound was indeed open.

Wen Suning's feet touched the carpet again, thanks to the food she ate just now, her legs didn't become weak and difficult to support.

He took out the lotus seeds, gingko, green plums, oranges and other ingredients needed for the hangover soup with a blank expression, and put them into the pressure cooker all at once.

While it was boiling, Wen Suning re-wrapped his wrist, Qin Mu had obviously seen the gauze on his hand, but didn't ask a word.

The original owner used to reason that his wrist was easily injured, and often wrapped it with gauze to cover up the new or old cuts.

Wen Suning threw the blood-stained gauze into the trash can, and found a box of Mayinglong Polyethylene Glycol 4000 powder from the medicine box.

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly.

Twenty minutes passed, and the Bazhen Hangover Soup was finally ready.

Wen Suling served a bowl, and thoughtfully put a whole pack of Mayinglong 4000 powder in it.

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