debt see

debt see

Author: Qingqing Zimo

Do not enter if you are emotionally clean

Jiang Tong thought more than once about what it would be like to meet his lover ten years later.But no matter what Jiang Tong thought, he would never have imagined that when he met ten years later, the boy who was as warm as jade when he was young would directly stick a needle on his neck.

Being thrown on the street on a rainy night, Jiang Tong lay face up on the ground laughing silently, letting the cold rainwater hit him and drenched him completely!

He waited for ten years, and finally waited for the lover whom he owed for ten years. He was drugged, raped, and thrown on the rainy street like garbage. Jiang Tong was willing to accept everything. He will repay it, no matter what Zhuo Yu does to him, he will suffer until Zhuo Yu forgives him, or he dies first.

An abnormal subject who commits himself because of guilt × an attack who is irritable and cries because love turns into hatred

Content tags: strong sadomasochistic love

Search keywords: Protagonist: Jiang Tong, Zhuo Yu┃Supporting role: Qi Ge┃Others:

One sentence introduction: debt repayment is justified, not to mention human

Idea: write whatever you want

1. Rainy night

It was raining again, from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m., closing the store door, Jiang Tong stood under the eaves for a while, and then took up an umbrella and walked into the deserted and quiet Rain Street.

As he walked, his black leather shoes stepped on the water-logged road, even if he was holding an umbrella, his trouser legs would inevitably get wet.

It was raining heavily, and occasionally a gust of wind blew up, Jiang Tong couldn't help squinting his eyes, disgusted.

He doesn't like rain, whether it's the accumulated water brought up by stepping on the ground, or a shower of raindrops coming in against the wind, in short, he doesn't like this wet feeling.

Stopping, Jiang Tong stood under the pedestrian sign and waited for the green light to turn on. At this time, the wind stopped blowing.

He turned his head and glanced at the deserted street. Rows of street lamps were uniformly lit up with warm light, which completely changed their appearance when reflected in the puddles on the ground.

Jiang Tong silently turned his gaze back, and the indicator lights around him had turned green. He held up his umbrella and took a step, from the sidewalk to the opposite side, and walked along the street.

The green light behind him turned into a red light, and a black sports car chased after Jiang Tong. The wheels rolled over the puddle and splashed water, hitting Jiang Tong's body.

An unhappy breath emanated from Jiang Tong's body. He turned his head and watched the sports car disappearing from his eyes at an extremely fast speed, but he still wrote down the license plate number accurately, thinking that the next time he sees him, he must take the car with him. It's fun to smash together.

With all kinds of unhappiness, Jiang Tong entered the community and returned home, lit a cigarette and took a strong puff, then went to the bathroom exhausted, took off his soaked clothes and took a shower.

Wiping his hair, Jiang Tong took a can of beer from the refrigerator and took a sip, then lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa.

Unlike ordinary rooms, other people's sofas are facing the TV wall, but his sofa is facing the balcony, a huge balcony with no shelter.

Jiang Tong was drinking and smoking, staring closely at the balcony, leaning against the Yangtze River, and which side of the river was the undeveloped half-mountain.

The scenery is good, especially at night, when the silence is dark and there are only a few sporadic spots of light.

He often thinks about it, and he has rehearsed it countless times in his mind. At a certain time, at a certain point, he suddenly got up from the sofa, ran to the balcony with the fastest speed and jumped, and then turned around when he fell. Get up, take another look at the world, and finally fall on the ground and fall into a puddle of mud, or hit someone's car.

This thought came up countless times, and for a chronically suicidal psychopath, no action was fine.

Jiang Tong laughed at himself, put out the cigarette, turned off the light, and fell asleep on the sofa.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to 12 years ago, dreaming of that 16-year-old boy Zhuo Yu.

Quiet, handsome, excellent grades, and modest, that was Jiang Tong's first impression when he saw Zhuo Yu. For Jiang Tong who was in the rebellious period at that time, Zhuo Yu was a child of someone else's family, which made him unhappy.

The first confrontation was in the school toilet. The handsome Zhuo Yu was always teased and ridiculed by the boys. Jiang Tong listened to it a lot and lit a cigarette without participating or stopping him. He just looked at Zhuo Yu and tried to be calm. After washing his hands and leaving, he never refuted.

The second confrontation was still in the school toilet. Zhuo Yu was locked in the cubicle by the boys in the class. He skipped class and just met him. He didn't want to care about it. He heard the soft sobbing from the cubicle before he walked over with conscience open the door.

Jiang Tong will always remember Zhuo Yu's crying "thank you", like a seed sprouting in his heart.

The third confrontation was still in the school toilet. He happened to be in a bad mood that day, smoking a cigarette and planning to go to the Internet cafe with a few buddies to surf the Internet at night. Zhuo Yu was just pushed in by a few boys.

Maybe he never cared about it before, those people seemed unscrupulous, besides verbal attacks, they also used hands.

He didn't want to worry about it, because he didn't like such a good student like Zhuo Yu, but he still couldn't hold back when he heard those people talking too much, and even wanted to take pictures of Zhuo Yu.

At that time, he was a well-known ruthless person in school, and the buddies around him were not easy to mess with. Those people didn't dare to do anything, so they asked him not to meddle in other people's business.

He laughed, and grabbed Zhuo Yu's shoulder, which was half a head shorter than him, and said to those people, "From today on, he! Be mine!"

In fact, Jiang Tong still doesn't quite understand why he helped Zhuo Yu at that time. Maybe it was because he was good-looking and gentle, maybe it was because of his cowardly and stubborn expression, or maybe it was because he saw his past self. tied with Zhuo Yu.

In the first year of senior high school, Zhuo Yu would cross several classrooms to find him every day, buy him breakfast, run errands, help him with homework, and even cover for the teacher, and it took a year.

Zhuo Yu, who was in the sophomore class of high school and had excellent grades in science, chose liberal arts, went to his class independently, became the same table with him, and changed from commuting to boarding, squeezed into his dormitory, and occupied his belongings. bed.

At first, he was in a state of indifference to Zhuo Yu, just as if he had a free errand attendant, until one day he found out that he was different.

At that age, adolescent boys were full of curiosity about the opposite sex. The young couples in the class would go one-on-one, and even those without girlfriends would gather to watch small movies to express their emotions.

But he was not interested in those, even if he watched it with a few buddies, he saw that there were more men than women, and he really realized the difference when he took a bath one night.

He came back too late and almost ran out of hot water. Zhuo Yu read late every night and took a shower. This time, he happened to meet the two in the shower room.

Zhuo Yu is not tall, quiet, with underdeveloped motor nerves, thin body, much whiter than normal boys, and looks quite comfortable.

At that time, the relationship between the two was pretty good, and he flirted with him casually, saying that Zhuo Yu looked like a little girl.

Like a thorn, Zhuo Yu's eyes turned red, and he insisted that he was a man.

Of course he knew, he walked over and lifted the curtain and got in, blocking the naked Zhuo Yu in a narrow corner, and the hot water drenched him thoroughly.

Zhuo Yu looked at him uneasily, obviously a little scared, but he just smiled, holding Zhuo Yu's shoulder and clenched it tightly so that Zhuo Yu wouldn't move around.

Then he spent a few minutes masturbating to Zhuo Yu, and seeing his flushed and shy face, he kissed him by accident.

It was the first time he kissed someone, imitating the teaching picture in the video, sticking out his tongue into Zhuo Yu's mouth, and fumbling with his hands restlessly.

As if possessed by a demon, he imprisoned Zhuo Yu in a small space and acted recklessly. It was only after pouring cold water on him that he woke up. After letting him go, Zhuo Yu glanced at his big brother. He probably knew his sexual orientation and ordinary life. People are different.

Compared with his calmness, Zhuo Yu was obviously shocked, quickly put on his clothes, stumbled and ran out, even stepped on the water at the door of the shower room and fell.

The sound of thud was very loud. He looked over and laughed, which woke him up.

Open it and it is facing the balcony. It is not yet dawn, and I don't know what time it is.Jiang Tong let out a muffled snort, curled up and found something unusual, cursed secretly, and then got up and went into the bathroom to vent out the damn restlessness after being immersed for a long time.

After falling back to sleep, Jiang Tong was not dreaming. When he woke up, it was already daylight. He ordered takeaway for a meal, and Jiang Tong picked up his umbrella and went to the store to open the door.

There were not many customers in the morning, and the store did not open takeaway, so he could handle it alone. After the clerk came to take over at 11:30, Jiang Tong took the iced lemon and sat down by the window, looking at the street There are people coming and going, and most of the time it takes one afternoon to sit.

There were not many customers on a rainy night, so Jiang Tong sent the clerk to watch alone. From eight o'clock to eleven o'clock, the people on the street were almost dispersed before clearing up and closing the door.

It seemed to be the same as last night, but also a little different. Before Jiang Tong locked the door and opened the umbrella, a black car stopped on the side of the road. Several people came down one after another, feeling a bit unkind.

Jiang Tong looked at them, and four of them, tall and big, walked towards him without any suspense.

A little curious, Jiang Tong looked at the four people with the straight umbrella in his hand. How long has it been since he touched them?Four years or five years?Jiang Tong himself can't remember.

Although he had mixed up a few years ago and squatted in the bureau, but these years he opened his own milk tea shop honestly, and never provoked anyone. If you want to talk about the former enemies, after so many years, they can fade away early. If it doesn't work, I don't dare to recruit him.

Jiang Tong thought, the four people had already arrived, he swung the umbrella in his hand and hit the arm of the visitor, and kicked another man in the stomach with great force