Boss

This sentence is said willfully like a child, and the slightly pursed lips are also unreasonable like a child, obviously willful but with a foolishness that cannot be criticized.

But his tone of voice, the intention he revealed, was full of cruelty to destroy everything... Song Xunhua pulled up his pants to reveal the desire to stand upright, and under the lubrication of blood, he wiped the girl without warning. The swollen hot thing was forced into Guan Rongyun's body.

The blood was very viscous, not enough to moisten the tight inner diameter that had never been used before, so under the rough and brutal pushing, the soft inner wall was also torn apart, and the blood overflowing from the new wound barely recovered. It provides a lubricant that allows the perpetrator to thrust more deeply... the back acupoint is swollen, and the blood is blocked inside and cannot flow out. It can only rush to the abdomen under the push, and after the hard impact again and again There is an illusion that a certain part of the body is about to be smashed...

But maybe because every part of the body is hurting, especially the not-so-shallow wound on the waist is so painful that it takes up all the sensitivity, so for Song Xunhua's invasion, the pain that is stuffy in the body, Guan Rongyun instead Feeling diluted, he opened his eyes, his dark pupils, but in the pain he still maintained such a sliver of clear gaze, and cast it on Song Xunhua's face.

Finally, are they together?

He has tried, delusional, and dreamed about all kinds of dependent and embracing plots.

He is a human being, who wouldn't have lust for the one he loves deeply?He is a man, which man does not have sexual fantasies about the person he loves deeply?He had imagined that he and Song Xunhua, like all people in love, could have the final and deepest and most intimate union. While the love in his heart was piling up and expanding, the physical desire had always been just a luxury.

But today it was achieved in such a way that he had never imagined.

He never thought that he and Xunhua would be tightly bound together in such a situation full of violence and blood without any emotion at all.

But, it doesn't matter...

Song Xunhua's head must be broken, and his own is probably not much better.

He really doesn't care, even if he is injured, disabled, sick, or even dead, it doesn't matter...

Death is not a part of his plan, his goal is to find a way to remove all obstacles, manipulate the world without being controlled by the world, and then let the people he loves live in peace and happiness in his life around.

Before that, he couldn't die, and neither could Song Xunhua.

But now, he suddenly felt very selfish that it wouldn't matter if he died.

He suddenly figured out one thing... That woman, the woman who was beaten to death by a man, he figured out why she was able to smile fearlessly.

Because his man's anger, disappointment, and even his killing intent to kill her are all because of deep love, so they are doubled.

Even when he killed her, he didn't use other weapons or others, he did it with his own hands...

So that woman can still face such an ending with a smile, she is not afraid, she has something to rely on in her heart, supporting her to face everything, even death.

As for Guan Rongyun, the support he used to support and rely on, everything that made him so unscrupulous was probably not only because of his deep obsession with Song Xunhua, but also because no matter what decision he made, no matter what the result of the two of them was. Well, Song Xunhua loves him, even if it is madness or resentment, it is all based on that love.

It doesn't matter if he dies here or by his hands.

I am such a selfish and despicable person...

If it weren't for his hands being trapped, he really wanted to reach out, caressing Song Xunhua's slightly flushed cheeks due to violent movements and burning desire, and gently brushing the messy strands of hair on his forehead with his fingers He moved them neatly, and wiped off the thin layer of sweat with his fingertips... If he hadn't been in such a passive position of enduring the pain, he really wanted to kiss those panting lips, even if the upper part It's all covered with my own blood...

But he could only open his eyes and look at the face that fascinated him endlessly, his deep love was all condensed in those dark pupils, and he stared at Song Xunhua intently.

I have never encountered any good things in my life. I have been treated as a trouble since I was born. Along the way, I have always been ignored more than cared for, more setbacks than completions, more losses than gains... This kind of life, this kind of life I, being able to meet you and be loved by you, is probably the only and luckiest thing in my life...

After venting fiercely on Guan Rongyun for a while, Song Xunhua let go of Guan Rongyun's legs. The desire that had not completely subsided still remained in Guan Rongyun's body, and he pressed his face against the opponent's body for a long time. The heart and messy breathing slowly returned to a steady pace.

This person's blood was so hot that it drove him crazy, but the body that looked cold after losing blood was more comfortable to hug, calming down the irritability in his body a little bit, the feeling of stability and tranquility, full and satisfying, made him almost unable to put it down , I don't want to let go at all...

How could I like such a body so much, such a man...?

Supporting his upper body with his arms, he looked at the man below him, and then he noticed the pair of eyes staring at him. Suddenly, he felt as if all his strength had been taken away, his body was stiff, unable to move, and he opened his eyes. I couldn't utter a word, I just felt that the air in my body seemed to be sucked dry at that moment...

He has seen it.

He had seen such a look in the past, maybe it was only a short moment, a casual glance, but this look made him unforgettable, confused, and even terrified...

Because he doesn't understand, doesn't understand, he didn't understand when his head was clear in the past, and now he has a mental breakdown and abnormal mind, he doesn't understand even more. What is the composition of the thick and heavy substance that made him breathless but unable to move his eyes?

He didn't dare to guess, he clearly wanted to know but wanted to escape, he clearly had expectations but completely denied himself, it was like being locked in a dark room where he couldn't see his fingers, and in the long-term fear and despair, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light At that time, you will only doubt, doubt the authenticity and reliability of the light, doubt whether it is another trap at all, luring you to a more miserable and unbearable state.

Doubt, anxiety, disbelief, and finally denial, so I simply closed my eyes and covered them tightly with my hands, refusing to look.

"No...I don't allow you to look at me like that."

Finally, with great difficulty and reluctance, a hoarse voice was squeezed out of his throat.

betray.

not loved.

was abandoned.

Can't get happiness.

A series of words and sentences combined into an intricate net wrapped around his head layer by layer. The anger that came from nowhere made Song Xunhua's emotions that had just calmed down become irritable again. He covered Guan Rongyun's eyes with his palms, covering his eyes. The sight that made him flustered and frightened, kissed the blood-stained lips frantically, pried off the tightly clenched teeth of Rong Rong, so that the painful moan could no longer be hidden...

It was another round of intrusion, more outrageous tinkering, and more crazy pushing, as if wanting to pierce this person's body, wanting to use this person's muffled sound of pain to soothe The fear in my heart.

In the end, Song Xunhua couldn't remember how many times he had vented on this man's body. When he pulled away from Que Rongyun's body, white turbidity mixed with a lot of blood flowed down the inner thigh... Until then, Song Xunhua dared to Remove the palms that had been pressing Guan Rongyun's eyes tightly.

The man's face was pale without a trace of blood, and so were his lips.He closed his eyes tightly and didn't move or hum. If it wasn't for the weak breathing, Song Xunhua would have thought he was dead.

Looking at the bloody and mess he had created, he slumped and sat down on the floor beside him, as if he was talking to Guan Rongyun, more like talking to himself: "Dirty, very dirty... …Song Xunhua, you see that you are so dirty, you will never go back to that person again. You look like this, worse than a prostitute, disgusting! The person you love the most, the person you miss the most, that Guan Rongyun, he doesn’t I will want you! Give up on you! He didn’t even bother you when you were intact and clean, so what kind of virtue is it now? It’s even more impossible for him to accept you..."

"Do not."

That answer was obviously weak and weak like smoke, almost as weak as it would be swallowed by the surrounding air as soon as it was spoken, but Guan Rongyun spoke so firmly that the invisible and invisible quality of the word was as heavy as a mountain, like steel. like iron...

"You fart! What the fuck do you know? Slut! Dirty! You bastard who was stabbed by thousands of people! Guan Rongyun won't want you! Don't you understand?"

"Do not."

Still the same answer.

Song Xunhua suddenly laughed. He stood up and looked at Guan Rongyun with a bright smile, but his eyes were vicious: "You still want to go back? Okay."

Regardless of whether Guan Rongyun answered or not, he rudely pulled him up from the floor, and regardless of his body being bruised and bruised, he half dragged him down the stairs and walked towards the basement. A crooked and intermittent bloodstain was left on the ground along the way...

Like a dark red thread, it is entwined with a distorted and incomplete love.

Almost naked, he was thrown on the cold and hard stone floor, especially in the early morning hours in the suburbs where the temperature is particularly low. The underground secret room is different from the coldness of other floors, and there is a dampness in the air. The smell of blood is mixed with a faint smell of blood. Although the tortured, aching and tired body temporarily breathed a sigh of relief, lying in this kind of place is really not comfortable at all.

His head was throbbing with dizzy pain, and he didn't know whether it was Song Xunhua who hit his head too hard, or whether it was his useless body, after all these tossings, he was injured again. It's starting to turn red...

The cold was unbearable, and lying there with legs crossed like this, I felt sticky hot liquid flowing out from between the buttocks, such a bold and unrestrained posture was not his style... Guan Rongyun subconsciously wanted to draw his legs together, but As long as the legs moved a little, the wound on the waist and between the legs would be affected, and the whole body would tremble with pain.

At the time when he was kidnapped, he was still running a fever that day. If today is his end, then it really has a beginning and an end, and it is completely in line with the nickname Song Xunhua gave him back then: "Boss A Po."

If this is the case, I don’t know how Song Xunhua will dispose of his poor body... I think that when Xunhua was still in the Green Gang, he had seen this person’s endless creativity in killing people and disposing of corpses. The ingenuity in various fields such as chemistry, aesthetics, logic, etc. makes people wonder whether this guy's young body is filled with an extremely evil soul from hell.

But after getting along for a long time and getting in touch with him for a long time, he unexpectedly discovered that this person is actually kind to the point of being almost innocent in some ways, and he can donate all the money on his body to the road bumper. I went to a charity organization to raise funds, and then spent most of the day walking home on my legs; I saw old people pushing heavy objects on the road, and no matter whether I was halfway through the task, I put a pistol or a knife in my pocket and ran enthusiastically Go to help the elderly; when you see someone crashed on the road, you are not afraid of getting into trouble, and you roll up your sleeves to help deal with it; The destination, even if there is a dead body in the back compartment of his car to be taken away...

Several times he came back because he picked up abandoned cats, dogs, rabbits, and even babies that shouldn't be picked up, which made Qingfengtang, the headquarters of the first branch of the Qinggang, always have some unsuitable atmosphere and imposing manner like a cat Stockpile items like litter boxes, dog biscuits, milk powder, diapers...

It turned out that this young man named Song Xunhua didn't have any evil spirits in his body, nor was he a natural good person. He was just too pure and serious, and he learned everything quickly. No matter what it does, it can be handled perfectly, like a fine white cloth with fine texture, no matter the color of good or evil, splashed on the cloth, it can present the most beautiful and ultimate picture.

But also because it is too pure, once the color is printed and dyed, it will be fully displayed and spread rapidly. It is difficult to wipe off the stained paint from the cloth and restore its original appearance. ...

That's why today, Song Xunhua was so hopelessly ill and so utterly crazy.

At that time, when he threw Song Xunhua to Wang Weidong, it wasn't that he didn't think about these things.

He didn't underestimate the cruelty of Wang Weidong, but perhaps he overestimated Xunhua's spiritual power, he also overestimated his ability to wipe out the entire youth gang and the opposition forces, and underestimated the time it would take him to completely seize power.

Guan Rongyun never felt that he was wrong, but maybe there is no right or wrong in the path he chose, because maybe this is a path that can never reach the end...

If he could turn back time and make a new choice, he would still choose the same path.

Even knowing that there will be today, sacrificed for so many years, dirty the body and mind of the person I love the most, dusted those good memories, abandoned the opportunity to live together every day, made Song Xunhua crazy, and let the crazy Song Xunhua killed himself...

Even if he had foreseen these things, he still chose this path.

Because there are things that frighten him more than these and are unacceptable, because there are things that he cares about more than these.

Even if you won't be forgiven...

"You will not be forgiven."

When Song Xunhua was not well, he squatted beside him silently, staring at him, and said seriously.His expression is also very serious and dignified, as if he is stating an unshakable fact that cannot be refuted.

"..."

"I won't be forgiven, because it's too dirty...Song Xunhua, think about it, how many animals have you let your body touch? How many people have touched your body? How many dirty things are inside? So Dirty body, how can the boss forgive you?"

"it's not your fault."

"Well, it's not my fault."

Song Xunhua nodded, then pointed to Guan Rongyun, and said word by word: "It's your fault."

He reached out his hand to wipe off the blood on Guan Rongyun's body, wiped the turbid liquid on his thigh, shook his head while wiping, his face became more and more solemn, and his mouth kept saying "dirty, dirty, This can't work," he said, he found a towel from nowhere, tore off the remaining shirt on Guan Rongyun's body, and wiped him with the towel.

He wiped it carefully and diligently, but the dry surface of the towel was rough, rubbing against the wound on the skin, and the blood that had been slightly congealed was dripping with blood again, and a towel was covered with blood in a short time. That body became more and more messy, and Song Xunhua's mood became more and more messy for no reason, and the depression that was difficult to eliminate occupied his whole heart.

"I can't do this!" Angrily threw off the towel, stood up, pulled Guan Rongyun's whole body to a corner of the room by the wire tightly wrapped around his wrist, and grabbed a long iron chain hanging on the wall. Wrap the lock around the wrist that has been bruised and bruised by the electric wires, and buckle the other end of the chain to a hook on the wall. The buckle is connected to a mechanism that can control the stretching of the chain. As soon as the mechanism was pressed, the iron chain began to curl upwards, pulling Guan Rongyun's arms up from his body.

Guan Rongyun's arms were not very thick in the first place, and people were afraid of pain, so the pain of hanging it was as if the arm was about to be torn off, and his body sank, unable to resist, and his whole body weight was added to those hands.He tried to use the soles of his feet to support the ground to disperse the pain, but the height of his body being lifted was just right enough for him to touch the ground slightly with his toes on tiptoe, completely unable to exert force.

Turning on the water spray switches on the surrounding walls, the water began to pour down from the sprinkling nozzles in different directions, hitting Guan Rongyun's body.For ordinary people, this may be called high-end massage spa equipment, but the temperature of the water is too low and the water pressure is too strong. For a person covered in wounds, it is undoubtedly like poking with needles As painful as a wound...

Guan Rongyun tightly grasped the iron chain that tied his wrist with both hands, trying to distract himself from the urge to cry out in pain, but when Song Xunhua began to apply the irritating body wash on his body, it really hurt Unable to bear it, he trembled all over, the iron chain was rattled by him, and there was a weak moan that was almost inaudible between the painful gasps.

But Song Xunhua heard the sound that seemed like nothing, and felt very dissatisfied about it...

"You can't do this, it will disturb me and distract me..." While speaking, he picked up the towel just now, squeezed Guan Rongyun's chin and stuffed the towel into his mouth, pushing it hard, Guan Rongyun almost vomited because the thrust was so deep that it almost reached his throat, and the smell of blood on the towel made him almost suffocate.

Although it was extremely uncomfortable, after a while, he began to appreciate Song Xunhua for stuffing him with such a towel... If it wasn't for the towel being blocked there, Guan Rongyun didn't feel that he had such strong self-control to be able to survive being wounded all over his body. While being stimulated by the foam and being scrubbed up and down, left and right by the thick bath brush, I can still endure the pain and swallow the pain into my stomach, not to mention that I will not accidentally bite off my tongue due to excessive pain...

Under Song Xunhua's very focused and diligent scrubbing of the wound, the flesh was peeled off more thoroughly, and more blood flowed...

The white foam mixed with blood turned pale pink, and was washed all over the floor by the water. The scent of shower gel mixed with the smell of blood formed an indescribably strange smell...

Perhaps the blood will dry up one day, but the layer of ashes in Song Xunhua's heart has gradually accumulated due to the inhuman treatment he received in those years, layer by layer, seeping into the blood vessels, eroding the bones, like a mark Even when he couldn't distinguish between himself and others, he desperately wanted to wash away the existence called "Song Xunhua", but no matter how hard he tried to wash it, no matter what he did in vain...

No matter what you do, you can't wash away the invisible but indelible filth.

Gradually, he also realized that his efforts had not achieved any results. Song Xunhua threw down the brush in his hand, looked at the body that was not completely intact by him, and thought hard about what method to use. Can this "Song Xunhua" be washed clean?Should we wash it with hydrochloric acid or super strong bleach... He was lost in thought, the cold water around him soaked his whole body, covered his head and face, but his eyes didn't even blink, even if the water droplets seeped into his body It seems to be unaware of it.

After thinking for a long time, I still can't think of a way.I had no choice but to put the person down first.This mechanism was originally designed to torture people, and it is impossible to be more considerate and friendly. When it was lifted, it was pulled so suddenly that it almost didn't break Guan Rongyun's arm. The whole person fell weightlessly to the hard stone floor, and the moment his knees hit the floor heavily, Guan Rongyun let out a low groan, the pain penetrating into his bones was unbearable, he took a deep breath trying to ease the pain , but his mouth was blocked, and he couldn't breathe in such a rush, and he couldn't breathe out. He was so choked that he wanted to cough but couldn't cough out. asphyxia.

In the darkness, he wondered if his soul left the uncomfortable body for a short moment...

Because obviously the body is trapped here, but it seems strange to leave this place, what I see in front of me is a familiar decoration, from the house where they lived together, obviously soaked and cold, but there is a kind of warmth The feeling comes from that familiar voice...

"Eat it."

"all?"

"Yes."

"..." Looking at the large plate of oily, soft and smooth pig's knuckles in front of him, he felt a cramping pain in his stomach before eating.

"and this."

"what……?"

"Song's Special Functional Comprehensive Healthy Organic High Calcium Beverage."

"It looks disgusting."

"Disgusting!? Last health check, the doctor said that your bones are as rotten as a 60-year-old man, did you forget? Especially your bone wheel! Especially your knees! If you don't eat, tomorrow I will buy agai and sea Bayou is back for you to eat."

"...What about Agai and Haiba oil?" What else is a bone wheel...

"Agai is for the bones of the elderly, and Haiba oil is for the elderly with dementia."

"I am old?"

"Why aren't you old? Big boss is old! Otherwise, why would people call you big and not young! Besides, the bone wheel and knees are old! Eat quickly, talk so much..."

"..." I have been called the boss since I was 18 years old, it's better to be that old... And, what is the bone wheel! ?

It was like a wave, a warm wave, gradually receding, and the coldness and pain all over his body recovered bit by bit, reminding him of the fact: he is still here, he hasn't gone anywhere.

Opening his eyes, he found that Song Xunhua's face was very close... No, he was sticking to his face, mouth to mouth, trying to blow air into his mouth.

"Yo, are you alive?" Seeing him open his eyes, Song Xunhua moved away his face, which was beautiful from a distance and even more lethal when viewed up close, and licked his lips casually with the tip of his tongue The action is also terrifyingly sexy.

"I said you are too useless, right? Didn't I leave a nose for you to breathe? Then you can get out of breath? If I hadn't learned CPR, wouldn't you just die so useless? What the hell happened?"

That face is beautiful, but the careless expression on the face and the tone full of reproach are really choking...

Guan Rongyun really wanted to say a few words back to the instigator, but under the repeated torment, all the strength in his body was gone, let alone answering, even turning his eyes and staring at others seemed a bit difficult given his current physical condition .

Obviously you are the one who did it, so ask me how I did it! ?

Thinking about it again, think about this man learning CPR to be able to provide him with assistance as soon as possible by his side, although there have been several times when he fell asleep, "falsifying the name of practice and stealing the truth". Guan Rongyun's bad behavior, but Xunhua's serious and considerate intention, his intention to consider everything for him, Guan Rongyun has never forgotten...

As a result, the air of a bird that was repaired and still dissatisfied in his chest dissipated, and his heart softened... Sighing a long breath, his eyelids slowly drooped. At this moment, his naked body felt cold, and he closed his eyes tightly. He pressed his lips together, afraid that if he relaxed, the sound of chattering teeth would fill the room.

Finally he understood where the tiredness that could not be eliminated all these years came from.

In addition to the nightmares that kept recurring in his sleep, even when he was awake, he was haunted by dreams again and again and couldn't get a second of respite... But those dreams did not It was all bloody nightmares that frightened him. Those dreams had happened and had, fragments, conversations, and video scenes... It was the synthesis of him and Song Xunhua living together, some tedious and fragmented, Ordinary but warm, light but worth chewing repeatedly.

What once belonged to him and was held in his hand is now shaken like a dream. Whether he can have it again, whether he can return it to his hand, he has no answer in his heart, he can only go on, and cannot turn back.

"Hey, won't you die again?" After the long sigh, there was no more words, and Song Xunhua couldn't help wondering if this man had breathed out his last breath, and just like that, his soul would have dispersed and returned to the west. .

Song Xunhua stretched out his hand and gently pushed Guan Rongyun's shoulder.The uncontrollable trembling under the cold and slippery skin was unknown whether it was due to pain or cold, but at least it was a proof that this person was still alive.It's just that the cold body feels no warmer than the wet stone floor beneath him. There are large and small wounds all over his body, the deep ones are still oozing with blood, and the shallower ones are red and swollen. The water was drenched and stuck to the paper-pale forehead, and the water beads slid down along the hair to the equally pale cheeks, making the man's face present a kind of transparent and inorganic beauty, making Song Xunhua stare at that face intently. Water beads, staring at that face.

This person deserves to be treated like this, who wants him to be so dirty... The overwhelming majority of his brain cells agreed with this idea, but when his eyes moved to the person who was so pale that he couldn't even see the wound When the lips were dotted with a trace of blood, there seemed to be a very deep corner in the head, separated by a thick door, a very faint and small voice came out, urging and begging myself not to Hurt this man, you must take care of this man, you must treat him well...

Does that kind of thought belong to him?

Song Xunhua was a little confused, but he still managed to untie the iron chains and wires that bound Guan Rongyun's wrists. The skin on his wrists was bruised and swollen, and the circles of bloody lines seemed to be caused by the two men. A few rounds of thick blood-red bracelets were worn on the white and thin wrists, the colors were bright and contrasting, as if some invisible thing was tightly holding the man, such associations made Song Xunhua feel inexplicably at ease...

He lifted the man's limp body and let him lean against his chest. It was strange, as he leaned against his body, he seemed to be able to feel the man's needs, the thirst in his throat, the His blood-losing body longed for some water. Although the outside of his body was already drenched and cold, he felt an abnormal high fever in this person's body, looking for a chance to escape...

Without saying anything, he pulled out a sprinkler on the wall, turned down the water flow, pulled out the sprinkler on it, leaving only a plastic tube, moved the nozzle to Guan Rongyun's lips, and let part of the water flow into his mouth flow away.

Guan Rongyun was indeed extremely thirsty. In addition to losing a lot of blood, the damn towel just now made his entire mouth and throat dry and unbearable. He didn't even need to think about it, it must be the high fever that accompanied him to greet him from time to time since he was a child, and he planned to show his face while his body was injured.

The cool water flow was the culprit that caused his body to lose temperature, but at this moment it was like a clear spring. He opened his mouth cooperatively, letting the water flow into his mouth slowly, moistening his dry and bitter lips, tongue and mouth, and then Slowly swallow the water into the throat, so as to dilute the pain in the chest and the uncomfortable suffocation in the body.

Song Xunhua stared stupidly at the man leaning on his chest, watching him greedily sucking water, watching the water flow into those chapped and pale lips, watching his Adam's apple sliding up and down due to swallowing water. …Then he imagined, imagining that water flowing along the esophagus in the slender neck, flowing into the stomach, and then winding down in the intestines, flowing quietly like a deep underground spring...

"In that case, you can wash it clean..." First, he said endless words to himself, and then suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had received some important and extraordinary revelation, and this revelation made him Immediately put into action, stretched out his hand to increase the water flow, trying to pour more water into Guan Rongyun's mouth.

Sensing his abnormal intentions, Guan Rongyun immediately closed his mouth, and reflexively wanted to turn his head to avoid the water flow, but Song Xunhua didn't give him this chance, he clasped Guan Rongyun's body tightly to his chest not to let him go. He dodged, opened his chin with one hand, and poured water into his mouth with the other hand.

It is of course meaningless to fight head-to-head with Song Xunhua with a disabled and weak body. Guan Rongyun gave up struggling and changed to not swallowing so that the water could not flow into his esophagus. Song Xunhua watched all the water flow from Guan Rongyun's mouth Anxious and annoyed, he simply stuffed the entire water pipe into Guan Rongyun's mouth, and tightly sealed his lips with the other hand to prevent the water from coming out.

A large amount of water just poured into Guan Rongyun's throat, poured into his esophagus, and part of it choked into his trachea, making him wave his hands uncomfortably to try to break away from Song Xunhua, but the latter used his arms violently Hugging him tightly, the whole person seemed to be locked in an iron hoop, unable to move, and could only let the water keep pouring into his body, as if it was about to be burst by water from the inside... …

Finally, Madman Song showed mercy and loosened the tight grip on Guan Rongyun. Guan Rongyun rolled over and lay on the floor beside him, coughing violently while vomiting a lot of water in his stomach, so much that he almost vomited his stomach out , the originally empty stomach only had acid in addition to water, but he still couldn't stop the nausea, and finally he even vomited bile...

"No way..." Song Xunhua was very dissatisfied seeing Guan Rongyun vomited violently there, the water he spit out was green and muddy, he grabbed Guan Rongyun who was still coughing and retching, and pressed his body Stop, take the water hose and pour him water again.

This time, Guan Rongyun was struggling desperately with kicks and kicks. Song Xunhua was slapped to the corner of his eyes by his palm. The stinging pain almost made him angry, so he simply rode up and used a rougher gesture. With a way to suppress his frantically writhing body, the plastic tube was firmly and deeply stuffed into Guan Rongyun's mouth again.

"Be good, don't resist me like this! I'm doing it for your own good. I'll wash it clean for you... Do you know how many disgusting things you have in your mouth and throat? How much filth is in your stomach Don’t say you don’t know, Song Xunhua. Be good, I’ll wash it for you, and this time I’ll definitely wash it for you, so you won’t be dirty, won’t be dirty…”

The movements of his hands were rough, but the words in his mouth seemed to be comforting, as if he was coaxing a child, he continued to speak earnestly and patiently.It's just that those words sounded to Guan Rongyun's ears, but they were like more, stronger and tighter iron hoops, invisible iron hoops, which bound Guan Rongyun's movements, making him give up twisting and survival almost on the spot The struggle caused Song Xunhua to pour more and more water into his body, and let him complete what he called "cleaning"...

The amount of drinking too much water has exceeded the limit that the human body can bear. Guan Rongyun's abdomen began to bulge abnormally, and his whole body twitched uncontrollably. Drowning in water is squeezed and soaked by the water pressure, and the pain also turns into water flowing in every part of the body, every pore of all organs is very painful...

This time, when Song Xunhua removed the tube from his mouth, he didn't even have the strength to turn over and vomit the water. It is very clear, but bloodshot, coming from the mouth and throat punctured by the plastic tube, and from the stomach bleeding from the injury...

Seeing the bloodshot from Guan Rongyun's mouth, Song Xunhua was disappointed.

It turns out that no matter how hard you try, you still can't get it completely clean... It's like pure water, contaminated with impurities, no matter how you filter it, it can't return to its original purity...

It was hard to stop the physical convulsions, followed by overwhelming coughing, the already injured chest was not only painful under such cruel treatment, the darker blood was accompanied by those violent coughs again and again. Coughing and brought it out, Guan Rongyun curled up into a