Bite back

Qiu Ge looked at Ming Qi's face, and the other party deliberately moved closer to his eyes, only two or three centimeters away from Qiu Ge's eyelids, the visual impact made Ming Qi's face blurred.

"Don't bother you." Qiu Ge's words were lukewarm.

Ming Qi was taken aback, he didn't expect Qiu Ge's attitude, it didn't seem like he was afraid of being imprisoned, tortured and killed, nor did he seem to be indifferent at all, he had a vague attitude towards life and death, and he didn't stop investigating himself.

Ming Qi occasionally wonders how a smart person like Qiu Ge could make such a mistake and fall into his own hands.

Did Qiu Ge do it on purpose?But it seems not.

"You really don't want to now..." Ming Qi still wanted to use his physiology to destroy his psychology.

But Qiu Ge suddenly interrupted him, "I want to drink water."

Ming Qi straightened up, straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, unexpectedly there was a subtle condescending feeling.

Qiu Ge sneered, understood the meaning of his action, put pressure on himself, maybe others would be intimidated by him, but Qiu Ge was not afraid at all, he continued: "Water."

Ming Qi stared at Qiu Ge's face for a while, then turned around and opened the door to pour water.

There was mineral water from Xu Zhou on the coffee table, Ming Qi picked it up and was about to enter the door, suddenly thought of something, stopped, went to the refrigerator in the corner, and found a straw inside.

Ming Qi closed the door and sat beside Qiu Ge. After unscrewing the bottle cap, he turned to Qiu Ge.

Qiu Ge saw the straw in his hand and said nothing.

Ming Qi raised his head and took a sip, then put down the bottle and smiled, "Open your mouth."

Qiu Ge opened his mouth and watched as Ming Qi handed the cap of the mineral water bottle to his mouth, but the straw in the other hand was not inserted into the bottle.

"Straw." Qiu Ge reminded him.

Ming Qi threw away the straw and said, "It's dirty, it just dropped on the ground."

Qiu Ge looked at him with clear and bright eyes, like stars.

Ming Qi shook the bottle of mineral water, signaling to Qiu Ge that it was time to drink.

I clearly know in my heart what he is doing, what his plan is, and everything.

But Qiu Ge was stared at by him, as if he lost his mind, and actually got close to the mouth of the bottle that Ming Qi had just drunk, and swallowed lightly.

This feeling is extremely strange, Qiu Ge has never felt it before. He bit the mouth of the bottle and drank several big sips of water in a row, choking up his throat, but he didn't stop. Tears, but also willing to drink all of it.

"Is it delicious?" Ming Qi seemed to know what he was thinking, and suddenly removed the mineral water, twisted it up, put it on the ground where Qiu Ge could not reach, and looked at Qiu Ge with a smile.

Qiu Ge quickly rubbed his mouth on his arm and explained, "I'm too thirsty."

Ming Qi smiled lowly and said something.

Qiu Ge was regretting, when he heard his voice suddenly, but couldn't hear it clearly, stopped coughing, the corners of his eyes were flushed, his cheeks and ears turned red, and he asked, "What did you say?"

"I said—how do you feel now?" Ming Qi leaned between Qiu Ge's neck and asked word by word, exhaling warm breath.

Qiu Ge's body shook suddenly, just after being fed water by Ming Qi, his body had forgotten the fear of dying, and began to heat up.

It should have been two days since I was imprisoned by Ming Qi. In the past two days, besides the fear and fear at the beginning, and the uncontrollable sense of insecurity, Qiu Ge's desire has been relieved a lot, but now it is gradually rising.

He didn't solve it once in the past two days, and the physical feeling was menacing with strength and dizziness.

Qiu Ge tilted his head, feeling terrible.

He didn't expect Ming Qi in front of him to help him, but he also held a glimmer of hope, a tiny hope.

But soon Ming Qi straightened up and didn't intend to continue.

He went straight to the door, took the backboard clip, wrote on it, and said while writing: "October 10 at 13:22, the weather was fine, indoors, boqi appeared twice successively, and the body temperature was high."

Qiu Ge kicked off the edge of the bed restlessly, and the sound of chains sounded.

Ming Qi held his chin and said seriously: "I'm helping you, don't make trouble."

The anger in Qiu Ge's heart was provoked by his easy sentence, but after a short while, Qiu Ge calmed down. His self-control made him quickly understand that now is not the time to get angry and lose his temper, but to seize this moment. Chance.

Ming Qi always has a dominating attitude of a superior, repeatedly doing boring things on Qiu Ge, as if he is slowly leading him to a certain place.

For a long time, Qiu Ge was like a fish on a chopping board, but at this moment, he seemed to feel something. When Ming Qi was serious and writing his physiological monitoring diary in a decent manner, a plan appeared in Qiu Ge. pigeon's mind.

I thought Qiu Ge would jump into a rage, or scold furiously, but I didn't expect Qiu Ge to be silent, said nothing, and did nothing.

After Ming Qi finished writing, he stood where he was, squinting at Qiu Ge.

Qiu Ge smiled, "Thank you so much."

Ming Qi's eyes lit up, and he looked at Qiu Ge's body while smiling. It was not a fake smile, but a crazy, eager, and arrogant smile, and his eyes narrowed according to the smile. The corner of the mouth was drawn at a weird angle.

Without hiding his expression, he walked up to Qiu Ge, suddenly lowered his head, and said, "Qiu Ge, I find that I am more and more interested in you, let us get to know each other better."

Qiu Ge raised a smiling face, "Okay."

Ming Qi was not surprised by his answer, he nodded in agreement, "We need to get to know each other well."

Qiu Ge moved his waist, hummed casually, yawned, his eyes fell on the backboard clip behind Ming Qi, and joked: "You are the first such responsible doctor I have ever seen, working during the day, He will treat me tonight."

Ming Qi's eyes were bright, as if he was wondering whether to answer Qiu Ge's words, but if he did, the topic would be Qiu Ge's guidance, and if he didn't answer, he would seem a little stingy.

"How do you know I'm a doctor?"

Qiu Ge is not a fool. Seeing that he gave him a chance, he immediately climbed up the pole and said directly: "I always think you should be, otherwise you wouldn't open a pharmacy, and you don't often work in pharmacies?"

Ming Qi raised his eyebrows, "You want to ask me who I am? Don't hide it, just ask directly, if you're really curious..."

Suddenly, Ming Qi changed his tone and replied directly: "I am a rehabilitation doctor."

"No wonder you are so idle, are you really a doctor?" Qiu Ge deliberately looked Ming Qi up and down, "I thought you were fake?"

"No wonder, it's not true that nothing happened." Ming Qi became interested in talking, pulled the chair in, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Qiu Ge with interest.

Qiu Ge smiled and asked intentionally, "Then where do you find so much time to hunt?"

Both of them understood the meaning of hunting.

Ming Qi ignored his sarcasm, but replied seriously: "Well, if you want to be satisfied, you have to spend time and energy."

Qiu Ge nodded in agreement at this time, raised his head excitedly and said, "Then you are so lucky, I am not satisfied, if Maslow's theory of hierarchy of needs is relatively correct, I am still at the first level The basic physiological needs, appetite and sex | desire, you have crossed the second level of safety needs, the third level of social needs, the fourth level of respect needs, to the topmost self-needs, killing."

Ming Qi hummed, did not deny Qiu Ge's words, and asked instead: "Why do you say that you are still trapped by physical needs? Appetite is not survival, you may not want it, but sex | It’s absolutely necessary, Qiu Ge, think about it carefully, which floor are you on now?”

The mood of Qiu Ge's questioning completely cooled down. He saw the undisguised bloodthirsty in Ming Qi's eyes, and for a moment he suddenly felt that he had indeed been pushed to the second level by Ming Qi - the need for safety.

The fear of death.

Qiu Ge didn't answer, and didn't want to admit that he would be played by Ming Qi.

But Ming Qi opened his mouth. As long as he can continue to ask and get the answer, Qiu Ge believes that he can escape.

Compared with the closed brain, the restraint of the body is nothing at all. At most, the body is uncomfortable. What he fears most is the feeling of being out of control and unable to think.

Even if he dies, he has to think about the second before death.

The only thing standing in his way is his body.

The night was getting darker, and there was no light outside.

Ming Qi turned off the light, leaned on the chair, and looked at Qiu Ge in the dark.

Qiu Ge closed his eyes and began to think about Ming Qi, why would he do these things?What was his motive for killing and imprisoning him?

Are you really just meeting your own needs?

Qiu Ge does not believe that everything is not without reason and without reason, there must be a reason.

If it was just killing people indiscriminately, what was the reason for Ming Qi's killing?

Perhaps because of drinking cold water, Qiu Ge's body gradually became hot, and his heart, which was beating regularly, began to beat rapidly. Qiu Ge adjusted his breathing while closing his eyes to think about Ming Qi.

However, due to the unresolved needs in the past two days, this time the embankment was doubled, wanting to be comforted and satisfied.

It's no different from animals, Qiu Ge thought.

While enduring the hotness of his body, he repeatedly rehearsed the next conversation with Ming Qi in his mind, and suddenly his eyes turned red, probably the mechanically satisfying needs buried deep in his heart, and began to move towards the one that repeatedly appeared in his mind. People attacked.

Qiu Ge couldn't bear this suffering any longer, and dared not think about Ming Qi.

The quiet air in the darkness carried a hint of coolness. There was no blanket covering his body, but he was dressed neatly. Only his hands and wrists were exposed in the air. His hands, which should have been cold, were extremely hot at this moment.

Suddenly, Qiu Ge suddenly found that besides his own unsteady breathing, Ming Qi's breathing gradually became heavier, and Qiu Ge straightened his back in response.

He woke up.

Knowing that, Qiu Ge became even more tense.

Ming Qi really woke up. When the cold skin was attached to Qiu Ge's wrist, no matter how he resisted, the comfort spread through the skin and made Qiu Ge tremble physically and mentally.

As that hand gradually groped more and more, Qiu Ge unknowingly accepted this kind of touching, and the terrible thing in his body made him unable to resist.

The crowded humid air that covered almost the entire room gradually reached the highest point over time, almost condensing into water.

In the dark night outside the window, there were twinkling stars hanging high. As he breathed and breathed, the stars twinkled a few times and turned into extremely bright lights, as if they were going to go out in the next second.

Just when the emptiness, anxiety, and tension in Qiu Ge's heart were about to reach their peak, a steady voice whistled into his ears like a distant wave.

"Do you like me like this?"

Qiu Ge bit his lip in fright, like a man reining in a precipice, panicked to find that the abyss beneath his feet was infinite.

Even so, Qiu Ge still chased after Ming Qi's hand as if being manipulated, "Don't...don't stop."

Ming Qi's voice was cold and decisive, "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Qiu Ge felt that the temperature in his body was being sucked out bit by bit, leaving only coldness and unfinished lamentation.