I have no money to say I love you

Incoherent, thank you all for your company and perseverance along the way.

Thanks again.

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Extra

1. Cheng Wei session

1,

At the age of 15, the sky suddenly collapsed, and ferocious beasts were tearing his immature body.

Penniless and kicked out of the house, the old man didn't even give out his hypocritical friendliness, his disgusted eyes seemed to be looking at a piece of garbage—although he never pretended to him, he had been a father and son for ten years anyway...

But it couldn't be said that it was sad, miserable, or scared, he was just a little dazed, squatting opposite the small bungalow at a loss, vaguely resisting something in his heart, and seemed to be expecting something.

Look at the negligent stars in the sky. I was dazed for a while, my body hurt more and more, and my eyes were blurred. Fortunately, the housekeeper gave him clothes. The summer night was still a bit cold, so I wrapped them up casually and hugged him. He continued to squat under the big tree with his knees on his knees—at this moment, he should rush inside to grab the beast and break his nose with a ruthless punch, but in fact, he might not even be able to stand up right now.

But when the beautiful and clear morning came, he stood up in a strange way, leaned on his waist along the road, and limped slowly towards the direction away from home.

I don't know where I'm going, and I don't know where I can go.

In a daze, he actually knew that he had been waiting all night to see the figure coming out of that door, but since this was the end—even if he cried, made trouble and hanged himself, someone had to watch.

Thinking of breaking the bridge of someone's nose with a punch is just a thought.

What he gave himself, this one night of filth was enough, enough to let him know what the hell he was.

2,

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a strange small room with a musty smell of decay, and the edge of the bed sheet was a little yellowed.If he moves a little, his whole body hurts like falling apart, especially in a private place. I don’t know if there are any sequelae——After the madness last night, he tried to clean up on the road, and saw a red hand by the street lamp. The red and white mucus made him feel nauseous.

I checked first, I changed into a pajamas, my body has been cleaned, my limbs are still sound, and I haven’t been disemboweled—— After ten years by someone’s side, someone didn’t protect him into a little white rabbit, but in due course Let him know that there is something in the imperial capital that he has been eluding all his life.

and the price of getting it.

So for the inexplicable appearance in an unfamiliar place, this situation is not at all fortunate.

I looked around and found that there was no window in this room, and the sound of motor vehicles on the road outside was as loud as thunder, so it might be a basement.He hadn't wandered the streets for more than ten years, and he couldn't judge his current location just by the sound.

No matter how you look at this room, it doesn't look like a place that a normal person should have - especially the sound of rock and roll music coming from the ceiling.

His throat was so dry that it smoked, and he saw that there was half a glass of water in the disposable cup on the bedside table, so he drank it unceremoniously.

Just as he put down the cup, the door opened in good time. The man who came in told him two things. First: Boss Song sent him here. If the injury is better, it can be auctioned after participating in a little training.

Of course, a child like him who can't lift his shoulders and hands can only be used for one purpose after he buys it at a high price-sex (crab) slave.

He really wanted to punch the man's smile, but he couldn't bear it—he wanted to leave this place, whether the man was crying or laughing.

2,

It turned out that he wasn't the only one who was going to be auctioned off, and there were several children who were locked in the dark room with him, some of whom were even younger than him.

Before being sold, some training is required to ensure that the bosses will not ask for returns.

At first, some children were frightened and cried for their mothers.But when the cries gradually stopped in the whip, no one dared to make any sound.

The man with the whip smiled and said, "It's your mother who sold you here."

After that, no one saw the child again.

The dark training, no matter how hard it is, no one will give up life easily.He thought of the books he had read before, but the more comfortable people are, the easier it is to commit suicide. On the contrary, they, the mud that is not as good as cockroaches and mice, are deeply afraid of death, or in other words, they are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Later, he inquired around the bush and found out that the dead child, Cheng Wei, was sold here because his father who gambled abusively lost to the game, and he was less than twelve the night he left.

It's actually the same name as before I met someone, it's really an unknown name.

3,

That year was a rare glory in his life, and the reporters' spears and cannons made those days extremely splendid.Generally speaking, a man who has achieved nothing after his thirties is basically a common man. He can win awards at this age, which can be regarded as having some confidence in the future.

That night, the Fa Xiaomen still quietly celebrated for him. The so-called media, in fact, did not dare to be presumptuous in front of the mountains that really had enough weight. There were not too many nightclubs in the imperial capital that prohibited reporters from entering.

His alcohol capacity has never been very good. He was happy that day and drank two more glasses. Once a person drank alcohol, even a cautious person would become a little more courageous, let alone this young talent who is in full swing.

Using the streetlight, he saw a person hanging outside a room in the alley next to him.

The height of the second-floor building, the man hesitated a little, and jumped onto the water pipe. After only a little off the ground, he immediately jumped to the ground and ran towards him. Judging by his appearance, he was clearly injured and exhausted. I'm holding on.

After a while, the sound of chasing came from the alley again, and the repeated "stop, boy" should be directed at this boy.

When the boy ran up to him, he suddenly became brave, and on the most glorious night of his life - he stopped the boy behind him.

Judging by the appearance of the uniform, it should be the employee of the store in front of him.Those people looked at him and didn't dare to move rashly, because he just came out of the nightclub just now, God knows if he is some new rich man.

"Tell your boss that he is in my care. The money will come over tomorrow morning to pay the bill." Li Bo swept the boy into his arms, and the boy gave up after a symbolic resistance.

4,

"Thank you, hero. Good people like you are really out of print these years. Goodbye, if I have a chance, I will erect a monument to your longevity—" The young man waved his hands and walked towards the main road, his back in disarray. The welts looked a bit bleak, but he didn't seem to care.

Li Bo's heart moved, and he called out, "What's your name?"

The boy stopped, and after a while, he turned around and smiled: "My name is Cheng Wei, Cheng Yaojin's Cheng, the only Wei."

"Really? Did I say you can leave? You have been bought by me."

Cheng Wei's face quickly turned pale, and then he suddenly turned around and ran towards the road.

Li Bo was stunned by him, and sneered. Just now, he had imagined countless behaviors of this young man, but none of them were such simple and ordinary behaviors.

5,

Half an hour later, Cheng Wei was escorted to Li Bo with his hands behind his back, along with a whip.

In order to prevent the recurrence of the escape incident, Cheng Wei was tightly tied to the coffee table with hemp rope. It looked like a huge tragedy.

The little ghost's stubborn and unyielding eyes made him feel a little itchy. You must know that those who engage in art can be regarded as having experienced strong winds and waves. With the title of legal hooligan (crab) hooligan, he has no scruples about certain things, such as love, such as desire.

The customer service manager raised his hand and slapped Cheng Wei twice, then lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh. Our boss paid for tonight's fee. Director Li, please feel free."

"Where, the boss is polite. Don't worry, I've heard of the rules, and I promise not to cause trouble for the venue, please." After all, he is just an artist, and the boss would like to send it to him to clean up. A meal is regarded as giving him face, but if there is a real trouble, the faces of both sides will be ugly.

The manager left a meaningful look and locked the door.

Li Bo picked up the whip and lifted Cheng Wei's chin, showing a soft sneer, as if looking playfully at some kind of animal trapped in a cage.

"You little guy doesn't seem to be able to learn a lesson." When he is so provocative, will the kid get a stalk in his neck and say that he wants to kill or cut him up? Then his head falls off a bowl of big scars, and 18 years later he will be a good man again——

"Engong was joking." He was a little naughty by nature, and he was going to violently hurt others, but after hearing the door was locked, he immediately withdrew with a bit of pitiful laughter, "I'm just kidding, Seeing that you are such a tasteful person, you must like high-end goods, if I honestly follow you, I'm afraid you won't like it."

"Really? I'm really interested in you. How about this, you come over and serve with your mouth first, and I will consider playing it lightly."

Cheng Wei immediately turned pale, and his bright eyes almost burst into flames - when he said those words just now, he couldn't help but greet someone's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart, and now he is actually asked to do this Perverted things--

"Can't do it? If you can't do it, be honest, your little neck is so thin, it can withstand a few pinches."

"There's no need for you to pretend to be kind!" He gritted his teeth, and simply smashed the pot, wouldn't it be a death?Instead of being humiliated like this, what is life like?