restless youth syndrome

Dropped it for me, don't know why he didn't do it.

The car stopped in front of the most famous casino in Linchuan City. The front door was resplendent and magnificent. Every floor of this building was lit up. Many people walked up the steps in an endless stream. As soon as the car stopped, someone greeted them. , it can be seen that they know each other,

The man gave him the car keys, I didn't know what to do, I was a little dazed, the man knocked on the car window to signal me to get down, and I walked down again in a daze.

He walked all the way, and I followed behind him. When he passed by, all the staff members of Luyu bowed to him, and many passers-by also stopped to say hello. They didn't move until he passed by. I was a little amazed at the origin of this man.

But why did he bring me here?Wouldn't it be revenge?

The elevator kept going up, and the man didn't speak, only saw him texting with his mobile phone.

The elevator stopped on the [-]th floor, the man walked out, and I followed closely behind.

There are all long and narrow corridors here, with doors next to each other. The corridors are extremely quiet, because the carpets under the feet can't even hear the sound of walking, the wallpaper is in dark colors, and there are yellow lights overhead.

We turned around, and finally we opened a door and walked in. I thought it was a dormitory room, but when I entered, I saw a few people kneeling on the ground, and there were many men in black suits standing in the room. All of them are burly and ruthless.

Seeing the man, those people all bowed, "Brother Chen."

The man's actual name is Zhang Zechen, but I don't know his name at this time, but for the sake of distinction, let's call him that in advance.

Zhang Zechen walked to the sofa in the middle of the room and sat down. I followed him, not knowing what to do, so I stood behind him.

The person kneeling in front of Zhang Zechen clearly had wounds on his face and body. As for how those wounds were formed, I don't know.

Hearing their begging for mercy, I grabbed the chair nervously and made a little noise. Zhang Zechen turned around with a dissatisfied expression. He was obviously angry now. This small gesture of mine must have offended him again, so I quickly withdrew my hand.

"Come here," he said.

I hesitated and walked around to him. Before I could react, I was dragged by him and sat down unsteadily. I sat on his lap all of a sudden. I remembered embarrassingly, but he Brute force stopped.

To be honest, although I really don't want to mention my real height, as a man, honesty is a must, so I solemnly say that my net height is only 1.9, and I may have a height of about [-] when I wear shoes - probably this high.And I was not born so masculine. That man was a head taller than me, and he was [-] meters tall. If I sat on him like this, even if I couldn't see it, I could still feel that little bird. a feeling of.

There are still so many people here, my face is even redder.

"Get me up." I whispered.

He put one arm around my waist and ignored me.

"them."

Zhang Zechen said to a person next to him, who immediately leaned forward slightly, "Owner."

I can't understand what they are saying at all. What I can be sure of is that those kneeling people definitely provoked Zhang Zechen. Listening to them talking there, the kneeling people begging for mercy, my mood became tense for some reason .

What happened next definitely left me with a psychological shadow. I will not describe the first time I saw a dead person and the scene.

Can you imagine that feeling, the person who was alive a second ago, suddenly fell to the ground and became a corpse, with blood flowing from the hole in the head, and all of it seeped into the carpet.

My head suddenly collapsed. If Zhang Zechen hadn't grabbed me tightly, I believe I would have rushed out to call the police by now.

I kept making short videos in my head until everyone in the room was gone, only Zhang Zechen and I were left, and we still maintained that posture.

I can't remember how many times he asked me that night, or when he stopped.

The only thing that is clear is that a lot has changed since that day. ?

second disease

?I have never wanted to admit Zhang Zechen's extremely pathological desire to control, because I don't want to admit that I am the canary in the golden bird cage.

Ever since I met Zhang Zechen, I have often wondered if I have symptoms of split personality.Because I often can't understand some of his behaviors, and some behaviors of people around me, it's like they all know something, but I don't, it makes me feel like I missed a period of time, like personality split like that?

I really don't want to admit that Zhang Zechen planned and controlled everything behind me. I don't know if everything I experienced was pre-planned. It's really scary because everything is fake, including me The people I know, and the feelings.

Especially after I fell in love with Zhang Zechen, I was even more unwilling to think about it, because I was afraid that when everything became clear, I would leave him out of fear.

And at that time, he will definitely use cruel methods to keep me, saying that he loves me, and torture me at the same time.

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When I wake up, it’s not a casino room, black and white textured marble floor, black sheets, white plush carpet beside the bed, solemn toned wallpaper, dark patterns can be vaguely seen on the heavy curtains, and ray of sunlight shines straight through the curtains shines through the cracks.This dark-toned room is unfamiliar to me. The only thing I am familiar with is the same sandalwood fragrance as Zhang Zechen, which is emitted by the incense burner on the standing cabinet over there. That thing with a strong ancient charm is very inconsistent with this room.

The wooden clock on the wall showed that it was past ten in the morning. I looked around and saw that Zhang Zechen was still asleep.

He is a person whose day and night are reversed. Usually at this time he only sleeps for two or three hours, but I don't know it at this time, and I keep saying in my heart that he can sleep.

He was a light sleeper, and when I moved a little, he woke up.

He looked very tired, his eyes were half-opened, and he sat up slightly with his arms propped up on his side. I could see the solid muscles on his body, as well as his eight-pack abs. Down. ． ．He is wearing underwear.

For me, who is 100% gay, seeing this kind of scene early in the morning is definitely worth making me blush like a persimmon, and I quickly buried my face in the pillow.

I felt the bed shake suddenly, and when I looked up, I found that he was lying back again. His voice was slightly hoarse, and he pointed to a door in the room, "Bathroom."

I groaned, but he didn't speak any more, he seemed to have fallen asleep again.

I lifted the quilt and found that I was not wearing anything. I looked around, but I didn't see my clothes. I took a look at Zhang Zechen who was asleep, and I left naked.

I shivered from the cold marble floor, and I saw the slippers when I opened the bathroom door.

I have to say Zhang Zechen's preference, the huge bathroom is all white, and it's so cleaned that you can't even see a speck of dust. It's really hard for the servants.

I stood in front of the sink, looked at the bruises and bruises on my body, and greeted Zhang Zechen's ancestors, thinking that this person really belonged to a dog.

Because there was only his toothbrush on it, I had to rinse my mouth several times. The soreness in my waist when I bent down was so painful that I gritted my teeth and said hello to his ancestor.

I was absent from class this morning, and I don't know if my buddy yelled for me. I guess I'll have to buy him a Coke when I go back.

After I finished washing and went out, I rummaged through his closet, trying to find some clothes to wear, but his clothes were "slightly" too big for me, and I had no choice but to wear a bathrobe on my body after tossing for a long time.

At a little after eleven o'clock, a man in a black suit came in, pushing a dining cart with a lunch for one person, and he put the things on the table one by one, and then another person walked in, Putting a pair of sportswear by the bed, the two of them didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and they backed out after finishing.

I looked at the pile of exquisite Chinese food on the table, not knowing whether to eat or not, and then I saw the sportswear they put on the bed.

There were cartoon patterns printed on that dress, I picked it up and took a look, it was definitely not the size that Zhang Zechen could wear, it was prepared for me.

After I put on my clothes, I realized that they only brought in a lunch when they knew I was here. Could it be that it was only prepared for me, knowing that Zhang Zechen hadn't gotten up?

Probably so, my stomach is really a little hungry, I haven't eaten since last night, so I ate those things.

Not long after eating, the man pushed the dining car in again to pack up the things.

I'm really bored here, and if I don't go back, I will definitely miss the afternoon class.

At this time, I remembered that my mobile phone did not know where it was.

I searched everywhere in the house but couldn't find it. I wanted to go out and ask if anyone saw it, but I was blinded when I went out. There was a corridor outside the door. One side of the corridor was the door of the room, and the other side was wiped transparent. glass windows.

The place I was in was a beautiful European-style manor, whose splendor could have been regarded as a tourist attraction.

Outside the window is a large garden, full of all kinds of flowers. There is a small path passing through, which divides into two at the fountain, bypasses the fountain and merges again, and leads to the iron gate far away. The iron gate extends The fence was covered with green flowering plants, so far away that I couldn't see what it was.Both sides of the path are neatly built trees, and there are many sculptures in the grass. On the left, there is a small river