Chapter 2: Brothels are always where the plot unfolds No.10 Rape
The yard was full of oleanders, which shaded the pavilions deep in the yard. The doors and windows were all tightly closed. The wolf was unable to get in when a scream that could almost be called shrill suddenly came from the second floor! The wolf's eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly climbed up to the second floor. He licked his fingers professionally and tried to poke a hole in the window paper. Unfortunately, he poked left and right until his fingertips turned red, but he still couldn't make a hole!
"Damn it! The way they poke holes in the movies is totally a lie~" I complained in a low voice , "Could it be that the windows of Zangchunlou are all bulletproof paper?!"
I was scratching my head and ears anxiously outside, and the groaning voice inside seemed to hold back for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice: "I would rather die here than be insulted by a beast like you!" This sentence was said with gnashing teeth and extremely sad and angry, even I was stunned when I heard it. "It's bad! The little bottom doesn't want to live anymore!" Little top, you have to think of a way!
"Die? Okay, then go ahead and die. I don't mind raping your corpse..." Another voice answered coldly with heavy breathing.
"This, this sound is..." I stood there in a daze as if I was struck by lightning.
That’s right, this wet and slippery male voice is like the feeling of some cold-blooded animal crawling across the skin, making people feel uncomfortable. Once you hear it, you will never forget it! That’s right, the little attacker turned out to be that ugly local tyrant!!!
Ahhhhhhhhhh--!!! My aesthetic standards don't allow it--!!!!!!!!!!!!
A heavyweight kick!
The two doors collapsed with a loud bang! !
In the midst of the ashes and smoke, my ferocious and frantic face was highlighted...
He picked up a piece of wood from the ground with gnashing teeth, and a gurgling sound of a beast before its anger came out of his throat...
"How dare an ugly man play BL in front of me~~~~" (Voice from Hell)
"You~~have insulted the great term 'Danmei'~~~~~" The man with a ferocious face raised the wooden board high...
"You...go-to-die-!!!!" Smash him to death!
So a certain local tyrant fainted on the ground with blood all over his head before he could even see who was coming...
I threw away the bloody wooden board, looked back expressionlessly, and when I saw the little bottom lying on the bed with disheveled clothes, my eyes lit up!
Hey! Beautiful boy!
He looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, with soft black hair, a clean aura, a slightly thin and slender figure, a very thin waist, and a face that fully embodied the special beauty of this age that was difficult to distinguish between male and female. The most attractive thing about his face was his eyes, a pair of pupils like ripe purple grapes, dazzling under the thick eyelashes...
Maybe he was uncomfortable with my overly intense and focused gaze, but the handsome boy frowned and whispered, "Get out!"
Yeah? Go out?
I was stunned. No way? After all, I am your lifesaver - although my starting point is not very righteous. (Isn't it normal?) Isn't the attitude of this brat too bad? At least say thank you...
"I can go out, but that... it's better to deal with it, right?" I stared at the deep red and milky white between the legs of the beautiful boy and said, "Tsk tsk, this local tyrant is really ruthless! I guess that thing is broken?" (Someone looks quite experienced)
Unexpectedly, the handsome boy's face turned pale! His hands that were holding the quilt suddenly tightened, and his joints turned pale!
"Get out! Get out! Get out!"
“I’m not going out.” I sighed, clapped my hands and stood up, “Because… your face says: As soon as I leave, you’ll go and commit suicide.”
The beautiful boy's eyes suddenly widened! His face was full of panic as if his mind was seen through. He opened his mouth, then lowered his head helplessly. His voice, which had not yet changed, echoed a little sadly in the empty room filled with the disgusting smell of lust... It contained cowardice, helplessness, and self-abandonment...
"...As a man...as a descendant of the Xiao family...not only can I not take revenge...I can't even protect myself...I was actually treated like this by a man...a beast...who did such a despicable thing...he actually did such...such a thing!...I...how can I still have the face to live in this world? I still..." His nails dug deeply into the edge of the bed, and he was shaking with so much force that his knuckles turned white.
"...Do I still have the dignity to live in this world? How can I face my ancestors? How can I face the 180 lives of our Xiao family that were unjustly killed? Is what you want to say right?" I continued with his words.
! ! !
He stared at me blankly, his eyes full of shock, his delicate lips slightly parted...
"Ah..." I sighed in boredom, "Please, why don't you have any originality in your lines~"
I walked over slowly, squatted down beside him, stared at his tear-stained face, slowly raised my hand, and slapped him.
He didn't dodge.
"Who do you think you will be able to repay if you die? Will you be worthy of the beast on the ground, or will you be worthy of me who saved your life? Will you be worthy of your important ancestors, or will you be worthy of the lives of the 180 people in the Xiao family who died unjustly? What's wrong with being insulted by a beast? How many girls in Zangchunlou have never been insulted? How many of them are living well? Who will suffer more if he is raped, a man or a woman? Even weak women are so strong and live on, isn't it embarrassing for a grown man like you to seek death?"
Taking a breath, I looked at the beautiful boy's slightly swollen face and felt a little regretful. Sure enough, although the pose of slapping the suicidal person to wake him up was very handsome, I still couldn't do it in front of a beautiful woman! This is as sinful as breaking the art vase in the art gallery! I raised my hand hesitantly for a long time, but finally let it fall gently. Taking a breath, I decided to use a famous quote as the ending of today's impassioned anti-suicide speech:
"So... only immature people will die heroically, while mature people will live humbly for a great cause!"
When the handsome young man heard this, his eyes suddenly focused and he looked at me intently.
Could it be that I was too harsh in my words, and he is in a state of emotional instability after being raped, so he won't kill me to vent his anger?! He...he shouldn't be able to beat me, right? But the fighting potential of a desperate person is endless...
I was getting scared by his gaze, when the handsome boy suddenly loosened his hands that were tightly gripping the bed sheet, stretched out his long arms, scooped me up in his arms and hugged me tightly, resting his head on my neck, crying silently...
His fine hair, long eyelashes, and cool tears brushed against my sensitive neck, making me feel itchy and wanting to hide, but he held me tighter in his arms.
"Don't move!... This is the last time... This is the last time I will cry... Only now... Please, let me be willful just this once..."
Dusk gradually fell, and the overwhelming golden light broke through the window and enveloped us.
Fragility and strength merged so beautifully at that moment...
I gently patted the beautiful boy in my arms, and a beautiful woman threw herself into my arms. Hehehe... It really is the golden rule of time travel! Once you get lost, good things will happen~ This boy should be obsessed with me from now on, right? Oh hehehe...
"Hey..." The beautiful boy in my arms called me in a muffled voice, with a nasal tone as if he had been crying.
"Hmm?" I responded in a much softer voice.
"You look like my mother..."
“…”
I--fuck--!
