Chapter 5: Feng Sui

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Shaking, those eyes were bottomless black, even the desire was filled with chill.

The light was not bright, but Li Wenyu couldn't help but tremble when he saw the blurry outline. He was so numb that he almost lost consciousness, but suddenly he raised his hands to block his eyes and most of his face.

He couldn't see Pei Xin's face, he would tremble uncontrollably and feel nauseous, even wanting to vomit. He could only try his best to blur everything here, so blurry that it seemed like a ridiculous nightmare. When dawn came, he could resume his normal life.

However, Li Wenyu could not wait until dawn. He had a high fever, his head was swollen and his consciousness went blank for a while, and finally he couldn't hold on and fainted.

In his daze, he seemed to hear voices coming from far and near, and a clear tinkling of wind chimes.

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He moved his arms unconsciously, and then opened his eyes with a tearing pain. The stiff body and the severe pain from his limbs made him realize clearly that this was not a dream.

Everything yesterday and today is real.

Li Wenyu was completely buried in the quilt, and the blood stains on his wrists stained the sheets, making the bruises on his body not so dazzling. However, only he knew the pain.

The curtains in the room were closed tightly, and the room was still dark. He forced himself to get up from the bed and put on the clothes thrown on the floor.

There was silence in the house, and Pei Xin had obviously left long ago.

Li Wenyu endured the piercing pain and walked to the living room. He wanted to find his mobile phone, call the police, and escape from this place.

A dozen steps away, Li Wenyu walked out in a cold sweat. Pushing open the door, his eyes fell on the TV screen in the center, which was the only light source in the dark space, with two intertwined bodies shining brightly on it. One of them went up to the chest, and the arms were covered with bruises, and the wounds covered the fair skin. Going up further, Li Wenyu saw his own face.

There was a sudden roar in his head that came from nowhere, and his originally pale face turned blue and white. He could no longer control the anger in his heart, so he grabbed the desk lamp at hand and smashed it against the TV.

The TV screen flashed twice and soon lost its light, and the whole house fell into darkness again.

Trembling, he found his cell phone at the entrance. There was a call from his aunt and a text message from an unknown number.

The content of the text message is very simple -

the school has asked for leave for you, and if you call the police, the photo will be hung on the school bulletin board tomorrow.

Madman, Pei Xin, this madman, he is simply a beast.

Li Wenyu coughed twice violently, his throat was clogged with blood, and he couldn't make any sound. He pressed down his trembling fingers and dialed the unfamiliar number.

The phone beeped twice, and soon Pei Xin's lazy voice came, speaking at a gentle pace, as if greeting a friend who had just woken up: "You woke up very early, did you sleep well?"

Li Wenyu closed his eyes and squeezed He punched his fist, and his voice contained countless resentments: "Delete the photo."

There was laughter from the other end, as if it was really unclear: "Why did you delete it? Doesn't it look good?"

"You are simply a psycho!" Li Wen Yu collapsed and shouted, "Why on earth, why are you treating me like this!"

He obviously did nothing wrong, why on earth was he treated like this? In the past ten years, nothing told him that a person's good intentions could harm others, or even fall into an abyss of eternal destruction.

Pei Xin seemed unaware of his collapse. His tone was calm and seemed to contain a gentle smile, but his words were very cold: "Because I hate you. Your bones are too hard and your mouth is too annoying. But you have such a beautiful face." "Very beautiful."

Li Wenyu had heard such compliments many times, but never once did he feel so frightened and chilled throughout his body.

He gritted his teeth and asked bitterly: "How can you let me go?"

Pei Xin seemed to be waiting for his words, and laughed lightly: "It's very simple, when I get tired of it, I will let you go."

Li Wenyu hesitated for a while, and then said in disbelief for a long time: "What...what do you mean?"

"I said," Pei Xin repeated in a good mood, "when I get tired of sleeping with you, you can leave." "

Li Wenyu shouted firmly into the phone: "Impossible!"

This kind of nightmare is enough to make the shame unforgettable, and it must not happen again.

Pei Xin's tone was very calm: "It doesn't matter. It seems that you still want to be appreciated by others for how you were last night, right."

His voice not only came from the mobile phone, but also through a door that had been opened. Xin walked into the living room. He was tall, had long legs, and had good proportions. He was holding something in his hand. Light leaked in from behind him, illuminating Li Wenyu who was sitting in a panic.

Li Wenyu started shaking the moment he saw him, then suddenly threw away his phone and raised his fist and rushed towards him. His arm was so painful that he could hardly lift it. He was easily restrained before the punch landed. Being imprisoned in someone's arms.

Pei Xin rubbed his chin against the tip of Li Wenyu's ear, narrowed the ends of his narrow eyes, and raised a sharp evil aura: "If you attack me again, I will kiss you again."

Li Wenyu's movements suddenly stopped. He felt the fear in his body. After yesterday's desperate night, he had an extremely deep fear of Pei Xin, and he had no doubt about the authenticity of his words.

Suppressing his anger and hostility, Li Wenyu's tone was close to pleading: "No, it really can't be done. I'm a man. If you like men, you can find someone who is the same as you. I can be your last night. Nothing happened. If you delete the photo, I won't call the police again, okay?"

"Of course not," Pei Xin gently touched a bruise at the corner of his eye, causing a small tremor, as if With great pity, "I suddenly realized last night that I like you very much, and I want you to stay." Just

as Li Wenyu was about to open his mouth, another voice sounded in his ears: "You don't have to agree, as long as you don't mind all the classmates seeing you tomorrow. Lying on a human bed," Pei Xin pulled Li Wenyu, who was out of body, to the dining table, and spoke in a tone that sounded like he was telling a child a bedtime fairy tale, "By the way, there are also yours. Family, don't you have a cousin in our school? I will put a separate copy in his desk so that he can see it more clearly."

Li Wenyu suddenly came back to his senses at this moment and shook it off hard. She took his hand and looked at him fiercely: "You forced me, you tied me up!"

"Yes," Pei Xin nodded, his eyes lightly scanning the mess in front of the TV, "I tied him up!" You, but no one will know, and they won't know it's me. They will only say that Li Wenyu is a homosexual who is willing to lie on a man's bed, or he may be a duck who gets money by selling his body. What do you think? Which sounds better?"

Li Wenyu listened to these ridiculous and terrifying words, and even though he had imagined these possibilities, he felt hopeless.

His heart was going crazy in the silence, and the blood all over his body was boiling, burning, and then frozen the next moment. Shuddering and closing his eyes, his nails dug deeply into his palms, pinching the clotted wounds until they were bloody.

Pei Xin lowered his eyebrows and joked coldly. He came closer casually, blew on Li Wenyu's bangs and exposed his eyes: "Promise me that I will only be able to appreciate these things alone, how about it?" "

Li Wenyu raised his head. Pei Xin was as white as snow under the lamp, and his pupils were dark and deep, clearly reflecting his lost and silent face.

But silence seems to have represented his surrender.

After a long while, he opened a pair of blood-red and lifeless eyes and murmured: "How long do you want, how long do you want to sleep."

He no longer wanted to try to reason with a madman, no longer had hope for a beast, he just wanted to sleep as soon as possible End this hellish torment.

Pei Xin lowered his head and smiled, hugged his waist again, and then pushed him to sit on the dining chair. Li Wenyu's entire body was shrouded in his figure, like a docile cat curled up in the darkness.

"Maybe one month, maybe two months, maybe one week is enough," Pei Xin's hand fell on his cheek, and then touched Li Wenyu's closed eyes and trembling eyelashes as if he was deceiving himself. A brisk arc, "I will send you a text message when I need you."

He took out the porridge and vegetables from the bag, sat opposite Li Wenyu and shrugged: "Now, let's eat first."

Li Wenyu lowered his face and opened his eyes. His face was as white as a piece of fragile paper that could be broken when poked. The two slightly hanging eyelashes were as dark as ink and they were trembling very lightly.

It took him a long time to realize what Pei Xin said, but he remained silent. He turned his head and looked at the door that had not been completely closed. A bright light came through the crack in the door. Li Wenyu stood up unsteadily and walked toward the light, staggering and disappearing from Pei Xin's sight.