Catch the wind

Ye Xueshan has never quit opium smoking, nor has he seen others quit opium smoking. He only knows that he will suffer, but how he will suffer is beyond his imagination.

He got home at noon, and since he didn't have a lot of stomach pains recently, he put his feet on the coffee table in a leisurely manner, ate snacks all afternoon while blowing on the electric fan, and fell asleep on the sofa halfway.When it was time for dinner, he was already full, but seeing a small pot of sweet and cold mung bean porridge on the dining table, he reluctantly drank another bowl.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks and stretching, he faintly felt like he was about to become addicted.He was prepared to suffer in advance, and he was at home, so there would be someone to take care of him if something happened, so his fear was limited.Stepping upstairs and back to the bedroom, he took a shower with a yawn, and then went to bed wrapped in a bathrobe and clutching a handkerchief.He sneezed unexpectedly, wiped his tears with a handkerchief, then leaned back and lay down.

Lying down, he began to feel flustered for no reason, and the joints all over his body were sore, his muscles seemed to twitch at any time, and even his bones were itchy.The saliva became abnormally abundant, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in a daze, then suddenly turned around and patted the electric bell beside the bed.

The servant came up quickly and asked through the door, "Master, what's the matter?"

Ye Xueshan took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady: "Call Zisen to come over!"

When Lin Zisen walked into the room slowly, Ye Xueshan had already curled up sideways.He was originally a slender figure, but now he hugged his calves with his hands, and his chin rested on his knees, and he shrunk to an extremely small size.With his eyes closed, Lin Zisen's steps could be discerned. He trembled and said in a low voice, "I'm a little scared...you stay with me."

Lin Zisen climbed onto the bed unsteadily, and sat down behind Ye Xueshan: "Don't be afraid, young master, I'll be right here with you."

After saying this, he stretched out his hand to touch Ye Xueshan's head and face, wiping off the sticky cold sweat.Ye Xueshan frowned and lowered his head, silently wrestling with his addiction.After an unknown amount of time, he opened his mouth and let out a slight breath, then bit the back of his hand.

Lin Zisen had been paying attention to him all the time, now that he saw him, he leaned over and forcibly pulled his hand away.Ye Xueshan whimpered twice, turned over and rolled out of bed with a "plop".

In summer, the carpet was removed from the room, and the hard floor was polished.Ye Xueshan put his hands on the ground and wanted to get up, but after taking a few breaths, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of rice porridge.

Immediately, his throat opened, and he spat out one mouthful after another.Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Zisen got out of bed and called the servant.The servant hurriedly tidied up the ground, while Lin Zisen twisted a towel and was responsible for cleaning Ye Xueshan himself.Ye Xueshan's mind was still somewhat clear, and he knew dirty and shameful, so he tried his best to crawl to the side, as if he could get away from the mess all over the place.After the servant closed the door and retreated, he closed his eyes and took a breath. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had already gone to bed and his bathrobe had been taken off. He must have been contaminated with filth just now.

Ye Xueshan fell into a coma without sound for a while, and then started making trouble again after dark.

This time he began to roll around on the bed, and there was a roar in his head, one after another, as if his brain was about to boil.He didn't know what to do, so he could only slam into the head of the bed.The skin was cold, so cold that goose bumps appeared one after another, but the blood was hot, so hot that the blood vessels swelled and almost exploded.He was so scared that he stretched out his hands to grab Lin Zisen. His nails were always short and round, but this time he scratched Lin Zisen's arm with bloodstains.

"I'm going to die..." He was drooling, and he heard himself crying in a daze, "I'm going to die..."

Then he shook his head resolutely: "Don't want it, don't want it, I can bear it..."

There was a sudden stabbing pain in the joints, like clusters of steel needles piercing his heart. Ye Xueshan stopped talking and looked straight up. After watching, he suddenly stretched out his hand and scratched hard on his thigh. Bundle.

Lin Zisen immediately grabbed his wrist, squeezed his fingers and saw that there was blood embedded in the nails.

Ye Xueshan tossed and tossed all night, and finally subsided in the early morning.After dozing off for a short while, he woke up again at dawn.

Lying on the bed with his butt naked, his head and body were covered with bruises, especially four bright red scratches on his snow-white thighs, all oozing blood.Slowly opening a pair of eyes, he saw Lin Zisen squatting beside the bed, and asked angrily, "When will it be over?"

Lin Zisen stroked his arm with a wry smile: "Young master, it's still too early. Quitting opium is a living thing."

Ye Xueshan opened his mouth, with a look of grievance on his face, but he didn't say anything in the end, probably thinking that he had already been skinned.

For the next day, Ye Xueshan never left the bed.Lin Zisen brought him some soup and fed him, he drank a few sips and then gave up, he was dying and just wanted to sleep.The weather was hot, he didn't care about the shame, and he always looked lewd.Lin Zisen patted his buttocks and said softly, "Thick flesh."

He smiled in a daze, knowing that he really had a thick butt, and when he was spanked by his mother when he was a child, it was often the mother who slapped her hand red, but he didn't care about it; so the mother became even more angry, and changed from spanking to pinching, pinching He howled like hell.

After waking up and sleeping for a while to pass the day, his torture came again.

Last night he had a sense of ignorant courage, and tonight he has nothing.But compared to last night, tonight's pain was more intense and ferocious.Lin Zisen couldn't control him anymore, he crazily bumped his head against the wall, making a "dong dong" sound, almost like a sound of gold and stone.Lin Zisen jumped up and hugged him, cupped his face in both hands and asked, "Master, do you want a cigarette? Tell me, do you want a cigarette?"

Ye Xueshan grinned and made a crying face, and let out a trembling and hoarse choking sound from his throat; the itching and pain felt like countless little snakes, burrowing back and forth under his skin.Unbearably twisting his body under Lin Zisen, he finally answered: "Yes...to..."

Lin Zisen turned over and got out of bed, dragging his two injured legs and swaying out.But after a while, he came back with his cigarette set in his hand, his tall and thin body swaying here and there, as if it might fall apart at any moment.Burning the smoke in a hurry, his pale hands were shaking, as if he was in a hurry than Ye Xueshan.And Ye Xueshan squinted at the cigarette lamp, moaned vaguely, grabbed his short hair with one hand, and tightly clutched the bed sheet with the other, his knuckles turned white.

A puff of opium smoke passed into his mouth, but he did not respond; when the second puff of opium smoke was delivered, his fingers loosened slightly; after taking a third puff of opium smoke, he exhaled shallowly, and the joints all over his body It's starting to soften.

The pain gradually went away, and his body floated in the warm air, as if he slowly rose up from hell.It was dark outside the window, and the curtains were drawn down. He lay face up on the bed, instinctively accepting a puff of opium smoke.The wall lamp above cast a dim light, shining on his dull face.After experiencing extreme pain, there is only a blank in his mind now.

After smoking five cigarettes, Lin Zisen knelt up, bowed his head and untied his belt.

Ye Xueshan was put into a posture with his legs wide open.With a blank expression on his face, he looked at Lin Zisen on top of him.After a brief trance, he found that his buttocks had been supported by the opponent's big hand.

All this is like a bad dream, but Ye Xueshan is very calm.His nerves were completely numb, if Lin Zisen killed him now, he would still not be moved.The feeling of insertion is not sharp, it is really painless.Lin Zisen lowered his head and looked into his eyes, and he also looked back straight, knowing what happened in his heart, but neither happy nor angry, he was a limp walking corpse.

He didn't know how it started; he couldn't remember how it ended; there was only one thing that left the deepest impression on him—Lin Zisen suddenly pulled out while he was doing it, looked down, and then spat on his finger The saliva was painted on.That movement was crisp and cold, as if the body beneath him was just a tool, and it was not very useful.

Closing his eyes dully, Ye Xueshan seemed to be asleep, whether he was really asleep, even he himself wasn't sure.After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes, and it was still Lin Zisen's face hanging in front of him.Lin Zisen was still fucking him, staring at him thoughtfully while doing it.He stared blankly at Lin Zisen for a moment, then closed his eyes again.The ability to think was completely lost, and he became a weak, unconscious idiot.

Ye Xueshan didn't really wake up until noon the next day.

He didn't open his eyes immediately, he felt hot at first, and then felt pain after a while - pain all over his body, everywhere;

Secretly moving his fingers and toes, he was sure that his body was really obedient again, so he slowly opened his eyes.Lin Zisen sat by the bed, the two of them looked at each other for a moment without warning, Lin Zisen called out, "Master."

Ye Xueshan thought of what happened last night, and felt extremely absurd.He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out no matter what, so he had to ask himself: "Why?"

Lin Zisen lowered his head and did not answer.

Ye Xueshan was too confused, to the point of being unintentionally annoyed: "Love me, or hate me?"

Lin Zisen raised his head this time, and replied softly: "Love and hate."

So Ye Xueshan became even more confused: "Why?"

Lin Zisen met his gaze and said, "It's not mine to hate you."

Ye Xueshan still didn't understand, but he didn't want to ask any more, because there were more important things for him to think about—for example, he failed to quit opium, he failed.

The pain of the first time made him dare not try it a second time.But addiction reminded him of a cool and shady poisonous snake, and he didn't want to be entangled in life by the poisonous snake.He clearly felt that he was degenerate. Although he now had a business with money, status and dignity, he clearly felt that he was indeed degenerate.

Lying naked on the bed, he shifted his gaze to Lin Zisen.Lin Zisen sat there with his waist bent, very white and thin, with a sad and fierce look lingering between his brows.Ye Xueshan suddenly felt that he was like a demon, and wanted to drive him out of the house immediately, but he was a bit reluctant.Lin Zisen accompanied him during the New Year, cooked for him, drove Lin Zisen away, and he would never find the same person again.