Evening Primrose's Lonely Confession

He explored my mouth for a while, but he didn't feel satisfied with the touch, so he freed his hand to touch my neck.

In a panic, I grabbed his hand that opened my coat with both hands, shaking so badly, my lips were stiff, Song Xitang separated me from him a little.

"Weren't you very impatient just now?"

"I..." When I was nervous and speechless, Song Xitang had already got up.

I rubbed my hair and sat up, knowing what Song Xitang was referring to.

He patted his legs and said coldly, "Sit over."

Obediently the same as last time, sitting on his lap, I heard Song Xitang chuckle in the dark, as soon as the baggy pajama pants around my waist were loosened, my butt felt cold...

I patted Song Xitang on the shoulder recklessly, those fears were nothing compared to the pain.

"Fuck...it hurts." I swear directly.

I want to sit up and leave Song Xitang, this ghostly place.

"Don't swear." He yelled at me softly.

"Uncle □□." I insisted on scolding.

Song Xitang did it on purpose, he just wanted to make me hurt.

I tried not to cry, and when he was almost done venting, let me go, I drove the door straight down, straightened my clothes, and walked on the road regardless of the pain.

I wasn't angry, nor was I playing with my temper, but I felt that I really couldn't do it with Song Xitang!

No one stopped me. I took a taxi home and realized that I had no money with me. Fortunately, the driver was nice and allowed me to go upstairs to withdraw money for him.

I cleaned up the wound on my back and went to sleep, but my heart was terribly sad, and the heart that was happy because of the phone call was completely cold.

I thought that Song Xitang would ignore me in the future, and I was quite sad, but when my editor blocked me for no reason, I just fucking knew that a villain like him is not worthy of nostalgia.

The job I worked so hard to keep was completely over, and I deleted the manuscript I had written for a long time before closing the computer.

At this moment, I realized that hard work can't change anything, because someone will control your destiny.

I am usually a moonlight family. It was not until the bank called for the loan a week later, and the utility bills in arrears were placed in front of me, that I realized how squandered I was. I thought the only option was to buy mine. house.

Fortunately, my uncle next door is a very good person. He lent me tens of thousands of yuan for emergency. I am very grateful for this and regained hope in life.

But his hospitality for many days finally made me flustered. It turned out that it was a certainty that my work would be remade into a drama to be broadcast on CCTV. Compared with it, I was very angry.

The platform didn't pay me any dividends!

The uncle said that his youngest son is an art student. I have seen him and he is quite handsome. I thought I must have contacts who could help him to enter the film and television industry.

I didn't agree, and my uncle suddenly changed his face and asked me to pay back the money.

I ended up selling the house anyway.

After signing the house sales contract with the intermediary company, Xiao Zhang's car was parked at the door, and he was staring at me at the door, obviously it was not a coincidence.

"Mr. Xuan, Mr. Song is waiting for you at home."

I looked at each other coldly, "I still have something to do, please ask Mr. Song to ask someone else."

After finishing speaking, I left in a cool manner. These days, I have already decided to go back to my hometown for development. I will stay for a few days, just to help my relatives buy Beijing specialties.

I went to my editor's house, and although he blocked me, after a few days of phone conversations, I found out that he was obviously being persecuted.

His name is Li Sheng, he is an affordable man, and he has a small home of [-] square meters in the Fourth Ring Road.

He came to the door and scratched his head annoyedly to let me in.

As a man, two liang of wine and a few peanuts are enough to chat. He asked me what I want to do when I go back, and I just said that I didn't think about it.

He knew that I was gay, so introducing me to Song Xitang was also a reasonable use of resources.

After staying for about two days without stopping, I was whisked away.

In broad daylight!Swipe away!It happened that Li Sheng was not at home, so the bodyguards thought they were very educated and left me a farewell note.

I saw that the donkey's lips were wrong and the horse's mouth was wrong, and I couldn't help shouting: "Can I write it myself?!"

In the end, the substandard note remained, and I was taken back to the manor where Song Xitang humiliated me last time.

I stood in a strange room, my heart was beating extremely fast, there were many servants in the room, it was noon, and they were cleaning the room.

The European-style decoration style is gorgeous and beautiful. The enamel-crafted glass windows that are taller than people let in the light, which is also colorful. The photos on the wooden bar are also framed in cloth art circles, which makes the people in the photos look very cute. This room is like an art paradise.

I took a closer look, it was Song Xitang, forget it, it's not cute anymore.

I stayed in this room, no, in this old castle for a day, and besides the bodyguards, the servants also looked at me.

Sure enough, at night, I stood on the balcony and watched a car drive up the winding road. It was not a pterosaur, but a black Cayenne.

The person who came down saw me when he looked up, and I waved and smiled at him naturally, as if I was the owner here.

Song Xitang raised the corners of his mouth, I knew something was wrong.

The dinner was cooked by a servant, and I ate a couple of mouthfuls without knowing what to eat, so I asked Song Xitang why he treated me like this.

"Tell you the reason, what can you do?" He put a handful of rice grains into his mouth, and turned his eyes to me.

I put down my chopsticks fiercely, "Why do you?"

Song Xitang said indifferently, "Eat."

I did not eat.

Sure enough, I really regretted it. When Song Xitang grabbed me, I was really hungry.

He has always been patient and knows how to grind me down. After a few times, I was exhausted, but Song Xitang still didn't let me go.

I glanced at our intertwined hands and said softly, "I'm so hungry." That kind of grievance, as if I did nothing wrong, but I was going to be punished.

But Song Xitang didn't take pity on me, after he finished, he just wiped his body and left calmly.

I thought he was gone, so I endured back pain and went downstairs. My bedroom is on the second floor and the kitchen is on the first floor, so I have to go down.

Listen to the bodyguard... I don't know his name, let's call him Xiao Hei for now, it's Xiao Hei, not Xiao Hei.

He said that the keys I had stored in the property in the community had been moved and placed in the garage, and he also gave me a key, saying that the key could open all the doors in the house.

In order to reduce the noise, I didn't wear shoes, and it was okay on the floor, but there were tiles in the garage, and my feet were a little cold. I hurriedly turned on the light and went to my luggage to look for some instant noodles that might still be there.

When I was cooking noodles in the kitchen, I didn't know when Song Xitang was standing behind me, and I was so scared that I beat all the eggs I had prepared.

"Xuanze, are you really innocent, or are you pretending?" He hugged his shoulders, his tone shifted, as if he was interrogating the prisoner.

I was about to swear when I saw him walk in and stand beside me, "I want to be honest." Song Xitang thought for a while and asked, "Am I your first man?"

"No." I didn't lie to him.

Song Xitang nodded, and went upstairs contentedly, and I went upstairs after dinner.

Song Xitang's house is next door to mine.

I figured, even if there are only Song Xitang and I in the room now, the bodyguards outside are probably on guard, so I can wait for a better opportunity.

"I come twice a week, on Tuesday and Friday, and you can arrange the rest of the time yourself."

I quickly asked, "Can I go out?"

A hint of danger flashed in Song Xitang's eyes, he wiped his mouth, asked Xiao Zhang to hand him a document, then pushed it to me without even looking at it.

"What is this?" I didn't answer, and a burst of fear rose in my heart.

It was Song Xitang who opened it and handed it to me, "This is a recent photo of your ex-boyfriend. I hired a private detective to take it..."

I directly interrupted Song Xitang, stood up and asked him, "Why did you follow him?"

Song Xitang was obviously upset. He picked up the spoon and just scraped the top layer of porridge with the spoon and blew it, "Xuanze, just be good at whatever I tell you, and don't worry about why." Spoon feed into mouth.

The words were very gentle, but I felt a thorn in my heart.

Is Song Xitang threatening me?

But with his status in the capital, wouldn't he be afraid of being discovered if he raised a lover?I have doubts in my heart, but now there is no one to tell.