private romance

Dust is rotten flowers, always dispersed in the night.There may be a god above the sky, watching those loneliness and corruption, desire and sin.

Some uncomfortable touches made him unable to open his eyes. It took him some time before he recalled that it was a painful feeling.

It took a little more time, as if he had exhausted all his strength, before Mu Chenyuan could open his eyes.But what he saw in front of him made it hard for him to believe that it existed in reality. It was still pitch black, and he had a short blank space and even suspected that he was blind.

After a few seconds, maybe tens of seconds, Mu Chenyuan finally regained his reason and brain, and slowly regained the control over his hands when the pain sensation expanded.

?What's the situation now, where is this?He began to recall the past, and then began to feel creepy.

It was a coincidence that he found out that the boyfriend he thought he trusted and liked was stepping on two boats with his back on his back.Some people just don’t like flowers at home, and feel that eating shit smells good outside. Song Mingzheng found a sick young man who was far worse than him in appearance, and was higher than his paralyzed position. It seemed that his life was not long, as if he was dying. Same.

When he returned to the ward, Song Mingzheng fully admitted it, and did not take it seriously at all, trampling all his dignity under his feet.He was very angry and scolded the pair of dog men who were in a mess. He was so angry that he still felt bloody when he recalled it.

Then, then.

Then he was strangled by Song Mingzheng.

Thinking of this, Mu Chenyuan moved his stiff arm. Fortunately, all the tactile sensations that should have been there were there.After being disabled, he became very trusting of his hands, which became his only confidence when he saw the person upstairs, and he must never lose them again.

He still doesn't know what's going on now, his cold fingers covered his neck, and the pain from touching made Mu Chenyuan feel terrified, and now the darkness in front of him woke him up again.He vaguely saw the blue and white hospital gown on his body, and captured the real vision again.

What does it mean?Has he been kidnapped?

Song Mingzheng seemed to increase his strength after the vicious words. Mu Chenyuan recalled that he never knew that someone's hand strength could be so strong, and he lost consciousness in the next second, with that feeling of fear that he couldn't breathe It still haunts him now.

Stretching out his hand and poking it out, he realized that he seemed to be completely packed in a black bag, which felt like the bag of the cloth bag monk in Yitian Tulongji.It was airtight, so the pain of being unable to breathe still exists. Mu Chenyuan finally woke up now, and began to struggle to tear off the top seal, and then shouted for help.

It's just that all these seemed to be useless, and he was exhausted after a while.His physical strength was not as good as that of ordinary people. At this moment, Mu Chenyuan couldn't even reach his legs and feet to feel if he was injured. He just wanted to escape from the bag as soon as possible.

He was going to suffocate, and many horrible thoughts passed through his head.He knew that Song Mingzheng was abnormal and had serious psychological problems, but he never thought that he really dared to kill people.Like a dream, would anyone really ignore this kind of law-based society where the eyes of the sky exist everywhere?

However, he didn't have the time or energy to think about it, so he could only quickly relieve the fear in his heart by calling for help.Mu Chenyuan didn't know what was waiting for him, and he didn't know if he could get out of here alive again.

Fortunately, this worry did not last long after he woke up.Because most of his body is unconscious, Mu Chenyuan is not that keen on perception. He doesn't know whether he is moving or staying in a certain place, but he propped himself up with his hands, and it feels like he is on the ground. , still seems to be the tiles in the hospital.

Song Mingzheng just put him in his pocket in the ward to suffocate him?Mu Chenyuan was really in a hurry. He had limited room to move, so he could only desperately tear his pockets and call for help.When the fingers were already painful and bleeding under the strong force, the upper seal was finally opened.

In all fairness, the light is not too dazzling, but after being in the dark for too long, the sudden light still makes Mu Chenyuan feel dazzling.He had been lying on the ground, cold to the bone, and it seemed that his legs, which hadn't felt sensation for many years, also felt the chill.In the confusion, he touched his urine bag and explained that at least he would not be incontinent and pee his pants.

Perhaps it was because he was exhausted, or because the pocket that could fit a grown man was really big and strong, but Mu Chenyuan tried a lot, but couldn't get out of the upper opening by himself. .His legs are intertwined, without shoes and socks, and they are pressed together awkwardly, and he can't exert any strength at all. He is swinging in the bag, relying only on the strength above his chest, like a mermaid who has landed on the shore.

Then there was a crackling sound beside him.A big and generous hand stretched in from above, and then grabbed Mu Chenyuan's hair, and lifted him out like a cargo.

Before Mu Chenyuan could cry out in pain, he was thrown to the ground outside again.The heavy and unconscious body couldn't give him any help, and the soles of the paralyzed feet were upturned. As the upper body was driven to rub against the ground, the skin had been scratched everywhere, and the toes were squeezed and turned purple.His chin hit the hard ground directly, and he almost shed tears from the pain.

"Third Master, tea."

The gentle female voice drew Mu Chenyuan's attention back, the pain subsided a little, and it was only at this moment that he remembered to look around.Mu Chenyuan put his hands on the ground, and he only felt an indescribable soreness, which was the scar left when he tore the pocket.Mu Chenyuan stretched out his hands to pick up the awkward and useless legs that fell behind him, and then slowly supported his upper body to sit steadily. No one stopped him during this process, as if everything around him was watching.

This is a place he has never been to, or maybe he would never have the chance to come here in his life.

A room that can be seen as far as the eye can see has a very high ceiling, and it can only be made of villas at a glance.The surrounding decorations are extremely luxurious, with wine red and black as the main colors, quite retro and luxurious.

And at first glance, it was Song Mingzheng's favorite taste.

Mu Chenyuan thinks he doesn't know much about this person, but his profession in terms of aesthetics is another matter.Sometimes he needed to draw the structure and decoration of the house. He asked Song Mingzheng for his opinion, and the answers he got were not much different from the environment he was in at the moment. At the beginning, they would occasionally chat about related topics. A learned man, Mu Chenyuan's opinion of him at that time was simply admiration beyond words.

But these are things for later.

Of course, there is no time and energy to analyze, the line of sight just swept across in a hurry, and fell directly opposite him in a flash.

Opposite the line of sight is a long horizontal low coffee table, a waiter carrying tea is serving tea, and behind it is a set of retro European-style sofas, mainly dark cowhide, with black gold wood frames.There was only one person sitting in the middle, who had already changed into a formal suit that Mu Chenyuan had never seen before.But dressed orthodox, sitting posture is not considered to be sitting.Leaning on the sofa with a bit of laziness, her face is world-renowned, and her expression is rarely relaxed.

Mu Chenyuan almost didn't recognize him.

All of this was beyond his acceptance. According to his brief understanding of Song Mingzheng in the past, it was still within the normal range to strangle him to death when he was found cheating on the spur of the moment.However, at this moment, he really didn't understand what Song Mingzheng wanted to do.Now he doesn't even understand who Song Mingzheng is.

"You...what are you going to do? Where is this..." Mu Chenyuan spoke out first, he had to put his hands on the ground to sit on the ground in a forward position, his two useless legs were paralyzed behind him, covered with dust along the road Ash.After a while, it looked like he was wandering again. "If you mess with me again, I'll sue you when I get back! I... Let me tell you, I'm going to the Disabled Persons' Federation for arbitration."

Song Mingzheng leaned slightly to pick up the tea, holding the lid of the cup with one hand and skimming the floating tea leaves.He turned a deaf ear to Mu Chenyuan's questioning, and his face was calm again. This time, he seemed too lazy to pretend, and he didn't even look up.

"Song Mingzheng! What the hell do you want to do! Send me back! I want to go home!"

There was a sudden scream, as if breaking the calm pool of water.Mu Chenyuan really couldn't take it anymore, he was crushed by this unknown fear every second.But they are helpless, what can't be done with hands can only be done with voice, in fact, the defensive ability is getting weaker and weaker.

Song Mingzheng was finally willing to raise his head, his eyes were gloomy, as if his good mood had been broken by the ear-piercing sound, then he stretched out a hand and waved "Shut up."

The bodyguard standing on the side immediately stepped forward, Mu Chenyuan recognized the hand that pulled him out of his pocket, and struggled desperately, but it was useless.The bodyguard walked behind him and strangled his neck with one hand, and wrapped his lips with long and wide black tape several times with the other hand, sticking it very tightly.

Because of this passive shift, the hands that were originally supporting the ground resisted in vain.Mu Chenyuan suddenly lost his center of gravity. After the bodyguard wrapped the tape and let go, he couldn't sit back smoothly, but fell to the ground in embarrassment.One of Mu Chenyuan's hands was pressed under his body.But he could no longer rely on the current posture to lift his upper body up, and pulled out the squeezed arm. All of a sudden, numbness and pain came over him, and he fell to the ground but couldn't even cry, and could only lay his face on the ground. Lying on the ground, weeping silently with eyes open.

The man sitting on the sofa is not in a hurry.It seemed that he didn't have any obvious intentions. He took off the gun and threw it on the coffee table indifferently, revealing half of it.

I don't know how long it has been like this, and suddenly another female voice broke the situation, "Third Master, Dr. Burris is here."

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