Mr Killer Next Door

At about 10:30, the heavy curtain was pulled aside.

Qiu Shihuan hummed uncomfortably in the sunshine of the room, he arched his head into the pillow, hiding his sleepy eyes which could not be opened at all.

"Uncle, the back hurts. Let me sleep for a while..."

The nearby mattress suddenly sank.

The curly hair was twisted several times by Jiang Yu's index finger.

"Would you like to get up and eat something?" Jiang Yu couldn't wake him up, so he could only touch the other person's forehead, excluding the possibility of illness, "The temperature is fine. Is there any discomfort?"

"Want sleep……"

As soon as his body struggled, the blanket around his waist slipped off.

The ravaged waist was completely exposed.

Looking along the spine under the dormant skin, the boy's back was covered with hickey marks, and bruises in the shape of fingers were scattered everywhere.

The resentful young man sat up amid repeated urging, as if he was forced to wake up from a hangover, he held his head in despair.

This was also the first time Jiang Yu saw his finger without a ring.

The first word Jiang Yu thought of was a sense of strength, and the second word was a sense of skinny like a musician.

The metal object did not leave any traces on the boy's fingers, and the five knuckles wrinkled the bed sheet, and the joints were slightly white due to excessive force.

Jiang Yu stared at the red marks on Qiu Shihuan's neck, and thoughtfully sniffed at the ends of Qiu Shihuan's hair.

"Shihuan, it's 10:30. If you don't want to get up again, you will have to miss breakfast."

Food sobriety is always short and false.

Qiu Shihuan yawned and stretched his limp limbs leisurely.

The futon slipped further.

"Good morning, uncle. Ah..." The movement of getting up seemed to involve the sore spot, Qiu Shihuan pinched his waist on both sides, and moaned uncomfortably, "Really, it's all because uncle tried too hard last night, and he almost lost his strength down here gone."

Before Jiang Yu could respond, the young man winked at him mischievously, and brushed away his tousled curly hair.

He kicked off the quilt generously and crossed his legs.

Moist and charming lips suddenly pulled out a tired arc.

"Apart from breakfast, do you want to eat something else?"

Jiang Yu's eyes fell on his fingertips.

The well-shaped chest muscles have been bullied all night, some places have been sucked to the skin, and the area around the chain bones is also kneaded and swollen.

Conquering men always brings a primitive and strong sense of satisfaction. They will bite and fight each other like two wild beasts, frantically sucking away the thin layer of sweat that oozes from the skin.

When the tip of the tongue unconsciously moved forward, the boy's upper body straightened up in response, and many teeth marks gathered here.It is a symbol of victory, a symbol of dominance between lion and lion.

Jiang Yu recalled for no reason the illusion brought about by this sense of dominance.

Like a sticky and smooth cake.Bite down, rub the cream on your mouth, it's so sweet that your saliva is speeding up.

"Uncle can't suck anything, this is, uh... why?"

Jiang Yu bent down again, his lips were almost obsessed, almost reverently exerted force, he bit and tugged.

Uncontrollable whispers began to flow one after another.After lingering on it for a while, Jiang Yu raised his head from a wet mark.

His body was dry and hot, his chest heaved and fluctuated, but he still resisted to scrape the bridge of the other's upturned nose.

"Go take a shower," he said, "the hot water is ready."

Qiu Shihuan was lying on the edge of the bathtub, leaning his body, pressing the red and swollen lips with the back of his hand.

In the extremely intense rubbing, the neck is already out of shape, and there is a red tide that is not fading everywhere.

Water overflowed onto the floor tiles.

Just the right water temperature relieves the fatigue of the body.Qiu Shihuan scooped up a handful of water, but closed his eyes somewhat lacking in energy.

Just as the body was about to sink to the bottom of the water, someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"Can I come in?"

"Uncle? Come in."

Qiu Shihuan immersed his upper body in warm water.

After getting a reply that did not imply rejection, the door was pushed from the outside.

Jiang Yu came in with a stack of laundry.

"I got some new clothes."

He put things on the stool and squatted by the bathtub.Seeing Qiu Shihuan whose face was flushed red by the heat, his smile grew stronger.

The young man seemed to be aware of the curve of the other's mouth that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and turned his head away pretending to be displeased.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yu laughed.

"I want to go out to play." The child's expression at the moment is like a baby seal that has only been caught ashore. He kicked his legs twice with longing eyes, "Uncle, the weather outside seems to be very good. It feels very suitable for going out to play."

"Go out to play today? Is your body really okay?"

"Uncle has asked this question many times today."

"I see." Jiang Yu rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Then let's go camping. If you're tired, you can take a rest."

"Camping -- camping, it sounds like I haven't been there with my dad." Qiu Shihuan changed his lying position, "I've decided, let's go camping. It sounds interesting and dangerous, and I can see how the tiger is doing up close. The one that shreds its prey?"

"How is it possible." Jiang Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "There are no tigers, let alone beasts that can eat people. However, if we stay there overnight, we may see some nocturnal animals."

"Uncle." Qiu Shihuan looked at him lying on the edge of the bathtub, his eyes were full of explicit ambiguity, he smiled suggestively, "Sleeping in the forest sounds dangerous."

At that moment, Jiang Yu almost grabbed the opponent's shoulder and pulled the wet little fish out of the water.

"Shihuan, when will you shut that mouth? You have to know that talking too much about these things will only make you cry too late."

***

Qiu Shihuan pushed open the bathroom door and tucked the hem of his shirt into his belt as he walked, when the doorbell rang.

Maybe the camping suit that Jiang Yu ordered from a nearby mall has arrived.

The towel for wiping wet hair was thrown away, and the boy staggered towards the entrance.He brushed back his messy blond hair and unscrewed the doorknob, but he couldn't continue.

The doorbell rang more and more urgently.

The door in front of him remained motionless.

Qiu Shihuan looked at Jiang Yu who was walking in a hurry in surprise, and asked amusedly, "Uncle, what is this for? I was locked up?"

"You go to eat first. I will explain to you."

Jiang Yu took out the key and opened the door under Qiu Shihuan's inquisitive gaze.

This sentence didn't seem like a casual response, but instead gave birth to some hints of urging and guilt.

As if he didn't bother to argue with him, Qiu Shihuan walked to the dining table and examined the food on the table.

Breakfast is a cup of hot milk at a suitable temperature, a fried egg, as if you can poke it with chopsticks, golden egg liquid will flow out, and a grilled sausage.

Qiu Shihuan pulled out a stool and sat down. He raised the glass and sipped the milk carefully.

After swallowing it in one gulp, he licked his inner lips with a lot of interest, and there was a circle of white froth on the top of his lips.

"What does uncle want to explain to me?" He picked up the sausage, brought the edge of the casing to his lips, and licked and bit. "Do you lock me here and restrict my personal freedom?"

"No." Jiang Yu looked into the young man's indifferent eyes, and sat opposite him, "I am not trying to lock you up, nor am I restricting your personal freedom. Kid, this is the doctor's suggestion."

Qiu Shihuan frowned in confusion: "Doctor?"

"...Yes, doctor, a psychiatrist." Jiang Yu nodded, not knowing how to answer, "This person is Lao Yu's friend, I talked to Lao Yu about you last night. Because of Warren's Things, we agreed that you might need some mental relaxation. I made an appointment with him for the weekend and he said he was always available."

"Cool, so I'm going to have a dedicated doctor soon? What does that have to do with restricting my freedom?"

"I know you hate 'Doctor,' and this is to save you from slamming the door."

Qiu Shihuan bit his knuckles and smiled: "Uncle knows, such a reason can't make me enjoy myself."

"I will try to listen to your opinion, Shihuan. I hope you can listen to my story, too."

"Go ahead."

"After listening to my general description, the doctor believes that you may need to be restricted for a period of time before signing the non-disclosure agreement. What he means is—try to go out with my company to avoid possible accidents."

"Why did uncle talk to me about this? Wouldn't it be better for such a boring matter to be decided by oneself like an adult?"

"Because I want to ask you how you feel about this matter." Jiang Yu looked at him, "Shihuan, you just need to tell me, does the feeling of the door lock make you unhappy."

Qiu Shihuan did not answer his question.

"Uncle, it's generally hard to refuse to lock someone up with such a gentle tone."

"I'm sorry for treating you like this, Shihuan." Jiang Yu lowered his eyelids sincerely, "Judging from your past experience and the frequency of derailment, everything is indeed improving, but the essential problem is still not improved. This Just an offer I got."

When biting off the first piece of sausage, Qiu Shihuan gave him a playful look.

"Well, this suggestion sounds unnecessary. Uncle, if life is boring, I suggest that you can spend a small amount of money to see how many kinds of calls for help a person will make after his arm is torn off."

Jiang Yu deliberately avoided the other party's bloody and cruel gaze.

"Shihuan, psychological trauma is not as simple as you think. It will kill you countless times in the subconscious, and it should not be underestimated."

This is no real reason.

Jiang Yu tried hard to suppress the fear that his true thoughts might be exposed.

He knew very well that the boy in front of him had a super sixth sense, and could even judge a person's heart from subtle changes in expression.

Therefore, it cannot be shaken, and even the eyeballs cannot tremble a little.

If he backed down here, his and Yu Sanhai's plan would be doomed from the beginning.

"Uncle cares about me so much, I'm really happy." Qiu Shihuan looked at him thoughtfully, and took a bite of the sausage with a smile on his face. "And then, what does uncle want to talk to me? Tell me, if I can listen if."

"If you don't like it, tell me that you don't want to receive counseling, and you don't want to see that psychiatrist. As long as you don't want to, I won't say a word, and I will stop restricting you immediately." Jiang Yu said, "I'm not qualified to control you, and I'm not qualified to make irresponsible remarks on your choice, Shihuan, I just want you to be happy."

It doesn't take much time to get a yes or no answer.

As long as you open your mouth, move your throat, and think, you can weave heaven and hell.

The weaving process may only take 1 minute, or it may take as long as 3 minutes.

But Jiang Yu felt that every second of waiting was infinitely lengthened, as if he was welcoming the birth of a new life, and he was extremely tormented.

As one of the talking parties, Qiu Shihuan, who is also the leader, enjoys the silence more than ever, and enjoys the torture of the other party by keeping his tongue shut.

He held a chopstick in one hand, with the tip pointing inward, and slowly poked open the greasy egg.

"Okay."

Qiu Shihuan raised the chopsticks dipped in the egg liquid, and licked up a strand of silky egg liquid with his tongue.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yu raised his head in astonishment, never expecting that the other party would agree so quickly.

This action was obviously inappropriate, and he lost his focus for a moment. The moment the two eyes met, Jiang Yu suddenly realized how wrong he was.

He shouldn't let his guard down and look into those eyes.

Only the winner in a game of poker can narrow his eyes like Qiu Shihuan, with the contemplation and examination of the superior.The young man in front of him is a seasoned gambler, he is sure to make money without losing money, he has a plan in mind, and there is an unpredictable smile in his eyes.

At the moment when the innate sense of coercion stabbed Jiang Yu steadily, countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Yu's mind - what did this child see?Know what?Next, how do you take advantage of your mistakes in the blink of an eye?

Jiang Yu was restless and sweating profusely under his stare.

The young man picked up a piece casually, and the golden egg juice flowed through his slender and beautiful fingers, all the way down, and was gently sucked by his lips on his wrist.

Then he snorted amusedly.

"I promise uncle."