[future] conspiracy

Once again, he woke up from his dream.As if history was repeating itself, he was tied to the bed, and sitting beside the bed was Yue Feng who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Yue Feng changed into a white shirt and black slacks. He was wearing a pair of gloves and was playing with a small dagger between his fingers.

Sander was too lazy to struggle, and lay there looking at him: "Why didn't you make a move?"

"I want to talk to you." Yue Feng put away the dagger and looked down at him, "It was the same that night?"

"Almost." Sander asked him back, "You want the scene to reappear? What is this? Obsession?"

"I just want to try it. You don't want to tell me. I can only find out the answer myself." Yue Feng moved the dagger close to his neck and asked, "Where did he cut it?"

Sander turned to kiss him.

Yue Feng dodged and raised his head: "Answer the question."

Sander just laughed: "You can cut whatever you want. It's better to cut the carotid artery, and the blood loss will be faster. Don't drag me to kill like him."

Yue Feng wanted to stare at him, but before he opened his eyes, he laughed first.

He put the dagger in the palm of his hand, lowered his head and thought wildly.

Sand said: "I was wondering if you would apply for a stay of the murder. It seems that I still overestimate my status in your heart."

Yue Feng looked at him jokingly: "Why, do you think I don't love you enough?"

"I can't see through you, but this is good." Sander chuckled twice, "Don't love me too much, I can't bear it."

Knowing that he thought of Fu Yue, Yue Feng said, "Afraid I'll kill you like my brother?"

Sander nodded: "A little bit."

"I'm not just killing you right now."

"Then you should do it."

The two argued for a few words, like children bickering, and couldn't bear to continue after a few words, it was too embarrassing.

It was Yue Feng who compromised first. He directly grabbed the dagger and slid it horizontally towards Sander's carotid artery.

However, at the next moment, Sander suddenly punched him in the waist.

The punch was urgent and heavy, Yue Feng only felt a pain in his left waist, he bent down subconsciously, and the dagger in his hand stabbed directly.

Sander quickly avoided sideways, the dagger barely cut his arm, and nailed him hard to the bed.

With a flick of his right hand, the rope climbed up to Yue Feng's left arm, Sander's right hand also went up, but within three seconds, Yue Feng's hands were firmly bound by the rope.

Sander pushed him to the ground, tightly wrapped his hands around his hands, quickly pulled his hands out of the rope, and immediately punched him in the abdomen, causing Yue Feng to scream in pain.

Sander breathed a long sigh of relief, stood up from him, pulled the dagger off the bed with his backhand, threw it towards the door, and the sharp dagger was instantly nailed to the door.

"I told you earlier that I'm good at untying the rope." Sander kicked the people on the ground, "I can break free from the rope and call the police when I'm about to die, not to mention it's intact now. Are you stupid or did it on purpose?"

Yue Feng groaned in pain with his back arched, put his hands on his abdomen, and shouted: "It hurts..."

Sander's heart softened suddenly, he squatted down, picked him up from the ground and hugged him to the bed, and blamed him: "You said you put so much effort into asking for trouble, why?"

The corners of Yue Feng's eyes were so painful that tears came out, and he complained aggrievedly: "You refuse to tell me the truth."

Sander closed his eyes and reached out to help him rub his stomach: "Can't you let me have a little secret?"

Yue Feng raised his hands for him to rub, and said in his mouth: "I don't believe that Fu Yue would kill people for no reason."

"Still think I'm lying to you?" Sander pressed hard, causing Yue Feng to scream again.

Yue Feng is not usually a person who can't bear the pain, and it is inevitable that he will encounter some dangerous situations and get hurt when he is working. He has never called out, and he has suffered a lot in training before, so he has never said anything, but in front of Sander, he just feels Feeling wronged, I wanted to shout out.Sander's two punches were precise and hard, and he looked like someone who had practiced.

"Have you ever learned to box?" he asked.

Sander snorted, and said, "You bastard, you have to learn some kung fu to defend yourself."

Yue Feng closed his mouth, lay on his side and refused to talk to him, buried his face in a gesture of resistance.

Sander lifted his shirt and looked at it. His waist and belly were already turning blue. He used his hands a little harder, and the color appeared immediately. It looked pitiful on the young man's smooth and white skin.He sighed, went to get the medicinal wine, and did not forget to pull out the dagger on the door and put it away.

After a few minutes, when he came back, Yue Feng was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the rope had already been thrown aside.

This is also a master at untangling ropes.

Sander approached slowly: "Lie down, and rub the medicine on you."

Yue Feng stared at him and said stubbornly, "Talk about Fu Yue first."

"You..." Sander was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. Yue Feng's stubbornness was so stubborn that he hated it. He could only endure it, and he couldn't kill him.He walked over and said impatiently, "Okay, let me tell you, come and apply the medicine."

Seeing his complexion turn sour, Yue Feng lay down obediently, opened the corner of his clothes to expose his stomach, and muttered, "It's really ruthless."

"What kind of ruthlessness is this? When it's ruthless, it's deadly." Sander threatened him.

Yue Feng immediately thought of Fu Yue, pursed his lips and looked at him vigilantly.

Sander patted his belly and made a snap: "White-eyed wolf!"

Yue Feng bit his lip, but this time he didn't shout out.

Sander was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, poured medicinal wine on his hands and rubbed his wounds, suppressed his anger and said: "I didn't lie to you about Fu Yue, the fact is what I said, he wants to kill me, after I call the police Seeing that he was really going to kill me, I was frightened. The subconscious mind is to protect myself, so I can’t remember how to counter him. It’s probably the same as when I subdued you just now. The knife accidentally stabbed him... I now I can't tell if I stabbed it on purpose, because it was only a few seconds and I was on the verge of coma, so I can't remember."

Yue Feng looked at him without blinking and did not interrupt, waiting for him to continue.

Sander wanted to hear him say a few words, but the kid didn't say a word, so he could only continue: "Actually, Fu Yue became like that, mainly because of me. If you want to say what lies I told you, it's probably Fu Yue is naturally sensitive and possessive. In fact, he was not like this at the beginning. I am the person who is sensitive and possessive by nature. I love him very much, so I care about him very much. I don’t like him having too much contact with other people. Fu Yue was a little uncomfortable at first, but then...he enjoyed it a lot, and felt that he was the only one in my heart."

Yue Feng hesitated and nodded.Fu Yue's temperament is indeed... more inclined to this.Because he was admitted by NTTC in the early years, and Fu Yue could only study in ordinary schools, so Fu Yue had a psychological gap and felt that he was not taken seriously, so he hoped to get more attention.However, he is introverted and it is difficult to become a dazzling person, so he can only improve himself in literature.

In all fairness, Fu Yue is quite a talented person, so he enjoys the feeling of being noticed, appreciated and regarded as a treasure.

Sander's strong possessiveness would probably be unbearable to other people, but Fu Yue likes it very much, he likes this unique feeling.He even likes to get close to others on purpose to see Sander angry.Whenever this happened, he felt that Sander cared about him very much.Gradually, Sander's psychology affected him, and began to react on Sander.

Fu Yue began to hate that Sander got too close to others, regardless of men and women, as long as someone showed affection to Sander, or Sander was more intimate with others, he began to be unhappy.But he doesn't show it very much, but uses other methods to gain Sander's guilt and more favor.

Sander knew that he had some mental problems, so he was very self-controlled. Since Fu Yue didn't like it, he quit his old job and opened his own shop. He didn't invite any helpers, and he tried to avoid customers if they wanted to get close to him.

However, what he didn't expect was that Fu Yue's possessiveness began to deteriorate.

When they met for the first time, Fu Yue saw Sander off the stage, and that lazy, gentle and slightly sexy man firmly occupied his sight.Fu Yue thought of the poems she wrote, and the girl who tricked the lark into the palm of her hand when winter came, and slept at the bottom of the lake together.How much he thought, he tricked Sander into his palm and buried him in his own tomb.

That poetic imagination began to distort and deform in Fu Yue's gradually deepening possessiveness, and he began to have the idea of ​​killing Sander.

This thought is so swaying, but it hits the heart directly.

On an unremarkable night, he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, woke up from a trance, and saw Sander's sleeping profile beside him, with a quiet and beautiful outline, which was his favorite look.

So a kidnapping and murder came without warning...

After Sand finished speaking, there was no expression on his face, his eyes were focused on Yue Feng's stomach, and he gently rubbed the medicinal wine for him.

After Yue Feng listened quietly, looking at the man above his head who suddenly fell silent, he felt a severe blow to his heart.

No wonder Sander never dared to fall in love with others again, he was not afraid of hurting himself, but he was afraid of hurting others.

No wonder he said: "Don't love me too much, I can't bear it."

No wonder I had deliberately seduced him since the first meeting, but he kept pretending not to understand.

Sander wiped the medicinal wine, helped him pull down the corner of his clothes, and said: "The murder failed, if you want to kill me again, you will have to go to jail."

Yue Feng curled his lips and said in a low voice, "The application has been withdrawn a long time ago."

Sander pretended not to hear, but when he was packing up the medicinal wine, the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile behind his back.

Yue Feng tugged at his sleeves: "The salary of civil servants has been lowered, and there is no place to live."

Sander looked down at him: "Isn't the salary quite high? Let's rent a house."

Yue Feng pursed his lips, unhappy.He had hinted so clearly, but Sander was playing dumb.

Sander picked up the medicinal wine and walked out, Yue Feng was so angry that he beat the bed.

Sander laughed silently, walked to the door and said: "The family lacks a dog walker."

Yue Feng immediately said, "I'm slipping!"

Sander didn't say anything, and went to drink the medicinal wine.Coming back after a while, Yue Feng lay on the bed staring at the blank wall above the bed in a daze.

Sander stopped by the bed, his expression fell silent.

Anyway, Fu Yue was also Yue Feng's older brother, and Fu Yue's death separated them.

"I won't love you as much as he does." Yue Feng murmured.

Sander sat down and stroked his face with his hand: "Don't love me too much, just be yourself, and I will learn not to love you too much."

He doesn't want to restrict Yue Feng too much, so he learns to endure when Yue Feng is not with him, busy with his work, making friends with him, and doing what he likes to do.This young man is more sunny and free than Fu Yue, and he is more sober than himself.

Yue Feng closed his eyes, feeling the touch of a wide palm touching his cheek.

He is serious. Compared with Fu Yue, he is a more rational person, and he will not focus on love in a daze. Years of study and training have allowed him to control his emotions and behaviors with ease.Although Sander was caught by surprise just now, if he wants to fight back, it is not impossible - let the old man just let it go.

"Tomorrow is Fu Yue's memorial day." Yue Feng pressed Sander's hand, "Let's go and see him together."

After a long time, Sander said, "Okay."

After a kiss, Yue Feng kissed back.

Tomorrow, he thought, would be a new day.

(End of Volume [-])