Invalid confession

"Are you awake?" A strange man's voice sounded.

Jiang Heng endured a splitting headache and opened his eyes a little.

The man was wearing a peaked cap, tall and thin, his shirt and suit pants fit him perfectly, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Heng felt as if his throat was on fire, and the awakened consciousness once again let the primitive impulse violently impact his brain nerves.

The man approached, chuckled, and untied the ropes on Jiang Heng's hands and feet.

"Don't touch me." Jiang Heng let out a sentence through his teeth.

The man pressed closer, grabbed Jiang Heng's collar, and admired his pale and distorted face with great interest.

Jiang Heng forcibly suppressed his increasingly rapid breathing, "Go away."

"Baby, you are so beautiful." The man's breath sprayed on Jiang Heng's face.

Jiang Heng clenched his teeth tightly, and the moment the man pressed down again, he slammed into his chin.

The man hit back and pinned him on the sofa.

Any slight friction can make Jiang Heng lose his mind suddenly.

The man looked at Jiang Heng who was constantly curled up and trembling on the sofa, and slowly picked up the camera not far away, and his tone returned to contempt, "Come on, baby, show me the real you."

Jiang Heng felt like there were thousands of bugs crawling in his ears, sticky and disgusting.

The heat continued to submerge him, and his forehead, back, and even his whole body were soaked in thin sweat.

The man took the remote control of the air conditioner, "Baby, isn't it hot?"

Jiang Heng's consciousness was engulfed by the heat bit by bit, his body was turbulent, and with a casual glance, the man's face seemed to be replaced by Shao Hanye.

Jiang Heng was a little stunned and begged, "Shao Hanye, Shao--"

"Shao?" The man approached with a camera, "Do you have desire for him?"

"Shao, Shao Hanye--" Jiang Heng repeated with his breath weakening.

The man pulled down the zipper of Jiang Heng's coat.

Jiang Heng suddenly raised his hand, holding the man's hand that was about to take off his clothes, gritted his teeth and said, "Get lost."

The man sneered, grabbed his hair, and pulled it back fiercely.

Jiang Heng's white and hot neck was exposed to the air, and the despair and cruelty in his eyes attracted the man's attention.

The man was even more fascinated: "Baby, you are like a work of art. I like doing works of art the most."

The scalp was pulled hard, the man no longer had the gentleness before, pinched Jiang Heng's neck and began to take off his clothes.

A pair of slender legs are like porcelain, making the man lose his mind for a moment.

The extreme sense of shame and scalp-numbing disgust made Jiang Heng sober for a moment. He caught a glimpse of a table not far away from his corner of the eye and suddenly rolled down.

"Bang!"

The man said "Fuck!", and immediately got up and chased after him.

Jiang Heng wiped the blood that blocked his sight, and the door not far away seemed to have infinite suction, and ran.

The moment the man's footsteps arrived, Jiang Heng suddenly raised his leg and tripped him to the ground.

The unprecedented starting speed made Jiang Heng not stop the moment he touched the door, and hit his head hard again.

The lock in my hand was twisted hard, the lock, the door was locked, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open it.

Despair enveloped Jiang Heng again, and he turned his gaze back to the man's face.

The man lowered the brim of his hat, revealing his razor-like chin. He unbuttoned his shirt and stepped closer.

Jiang Heng clenched the fist on his side, and just a second before he was about to punch, the door behind him trembled suddenly.

Shao Han's angry roar came from Ye Sheng, "Open the door! You are fucking courting death!"

Jiang Heng looked blankly at the door behind him, how could Shao Hanye be here...

The sound of smashing the door above his head and Shao Hanye's furious curses poured into his ears continuously and completely.

The man sighed regretfully, and then calmly said something behind Jiang Heng's ear that made his hair stand on end, "It's a pity, baby, see you next time, I must eat you."

The sound of police sirens, the sound of breaking the door, and Shao Hanye's hoarse shouts slowly disappeared in Jiang Heng's ever-shrinking field of vision.

Waking up again, the prolonged darkness turned into a bright warm yellow roof.

Only the lowest light was turned on in the ward, and Shao Hanye sat on the sofa not far away, his face extremely gloomy.

Seeing him wake up, Shao Hanye asked coldly, "What did you do tonight?"

Jiang Heng looked at him with nostalgia, his throat hurt, "Go, get the evidence."

"Get the evidence," Shao Hanye sneered, "Did you get it?"

"I got it." Speaking of this, Jiang Heng had a moment of joy, and even his voice felt better than before, "Shao Hanye, I caught him."

Shao Hanye got up slowly, stood beside the hospital bed, and waited for him to speak with lowered eyes due to the extremely low air pressure in his body.

Jiang Heng subconsciously stretched out his hand from under the quilt, grabbed the corner of Shao Hanye's suit jacket, and opened his eyes to look at him as much as possible, "Do you still remember that when you were playing e-sports, you received a lot of threatening couriers? "

Shao Hanye did not speak.

Jiang Heng rubbed his throat with his other hand, "I, a few days ago, also received it."

Shao Hanye still didn't speak.

Jiang Heng sped up his speech in a panic, "That day, when I went to the team, Brother Han told me that in fact that person was not caught. The afternoon you asked Chen Mi to take me to visit the company, I noticed something was wrong with him. , that day he came here to find us for dinner--"

After a long time without a drop of water, Jiang Heng's throat was extremely thirsty.

The hand holding the corner of Shao Hanye's clothes suddenly strengthened, Jiang Heng coughed heart-piercingly, and his thin back was bent under the quilt.

The veins on Shao Hanye's forehead burst out, he poured a glass of water stiffly, held Jiang Heng in his arms, and pressed the mouth of the glass to his lips.

Jiang Heng's hand was a little loose, so he finished a drink with Shao Hanye's hand.

Shao Hanye put down the cup and loosened his hand, Jiang Heng leaned against the head of the bed.

Shao Hanye suppressed his anger, and his voice was trembling, "I originally booked a flight tomorrow morning, but I couldn't wait, so I pushed the meeting into a day, I hope, I will be the first to tell you Happy birthday is me, and I hope, you know, that there is someone who cares about you, especially about your birthday."

A tear fell from the corner of Jiang Heng's eye.

"But do you know?" Shao Hanye chuckled, "When the door opened, how much did I want to die? Jiang Heng, that's what you did to me. You made me run all the way back to see you passed out In a shabby house, my mother thought you were dead at the time, that’s how you treated me, Jiang Heng, tell me what else I have to do so that you don’t treat me like this.”

Jiang Heng's half-opened mouth trembled in discomfort, but he couldn't explain a single word. He couldn't bear such Shao Hanye, who was extremely sad because of him.

"You know, I'm most afraid that the person I care about will be hurt." Shao Hanye's vision had already blurred, "You just fucking go to the hospital in front of me again and again, and it's all because of me, do you want me to die?"

"No, no," Jiang Heng pleaded hoarsely, "Don't do this, Shao Hanye--"

Shao Hanye's mouth smelled bloody, "Jiang Heng, if you want me to die, just tell me, don't do these fucking things to stimulate me, I can't bear it."

Jiang Heng was biting his lips with fragile and unconvincing hands, but in the next second, Shao Hanye gripped them tightly, until he lost the pain and penetrated into the bone marrow.

Shao Hanye hugged Jiang Heng tightly into his arms, "Dare to do it again, Jiang Heng, you fucking dare to do this again, look at me crazy or not."

Tears could no longer be held back, and Jiang Heng apologized in Shao Hanye's ear over and over again.

The suppressed cries of the two intersected with the sound of the clock in the ward.

Continued into the night, and felt that it was not enough.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, Shao Hanye went downstairs to pick up a box of cakes.

He ordered it at the cake shop before, but he rushed to the western suburbs before getting off the plane.

The cake is two-tiered, simple pure white with a few touches of color on top.

Shao Hanye put the cake on the table of the hospital bed, lit the candles, and turned off the lights.

"Make a wish," Shao Hanye said, "Want to hear the birthday song?"

Jiang Heng was already very moved, "No need."

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." Shao Hanye sang while clapping his hands gently, his voice was low and soft.

After Jiang Heng made his wish, he blew out the candle.

Shao Hanye said in the dark, "Jiang Heng, happy birthday."

"Thank you," Jiang Heng said, "What month is your birthday?"

"Children's Day." Shao Hanye got up to turn on the lights.

"It's the same as what was written on the Internet," Jiang Heng smiled, "I thought it was fake."

"No," Shao Hanye put the plate away, and cut two pieces of cake, "Eat it, if you can't eat enough, eat two less."

Jiang Heng took a bite, and looked at Shao Hanye with bright eyes, "Which one is it?"

"Well," Shao Hanye nodded, "I haven't bought anything else, and I don't know what flavor you like, I just know you like this one."

Jiang Heng slowly put down the hand holding the plate, lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Shao Hanye..."

Shao Hanye laughed suddenly, "I don't know you. I don't know what you like, what you want to do, how courageous you are, what you are afraid of, and what you are afraid of."

Jiang Heng pressed his trembling hand and put the plate on the table.

"Aren't you the best at avoiding risks before?" Shao Hanye's eyes remained cold, "When we first met, a phone call could scare you into submission. Taking risks alone, where is your sanity? Jiang Heng, huh? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"I just want to help me that much," Shao Hanye said lightly, "For me, I don't even have to die, thinking of me everything, afraid that I will be tired, afraid that the people around me will harm me, afraid that I will remember the past, Afraid of me, afraid of me, dare not even reveal a punctuation mark to me, you have this disease yourself, and you don’t know what’s going on, do you! Can you fucking think about yourself! "

Shao Hanye's roar broke through the night, he was trembling with anger, his hair that had been styled with hairspray was disheveled in front of his forehead, and he was in a state of distress.

Jiang Heng covered his face with his hands, sobbing mixed with an explanation that he tried his best to be sober, "I can't disturb your life with my guess."

"My life," Shao Hanye sneered, "it's really clear."

"Jiang Heng," Shao Hanye sat back on the chair dejectedly, "If you say that, we don't need to stay here now. What hospital do you live in? Who should I come back to see?"

"I can't tell the difference a long time ago," Shao Hanye looked at him with deep eyes, "I want to get out of the car now, it's too late."

"I don't want to get out of the car," Jiang Heng managed to regain his breath, "I just want to end this matter sooner."

Shao Hanye looked at him with a sullen face for a long time, "Don't worry, it will end."

"This time it's over," Shao Hanye patted his head, "Let's just focus on studying, okay? You go to University A with me, let's go to college together, live a good life, Jiang Heng, you can't leave me, I find now that I can't take it anymore."

Shao Hanye covered his heart with his other hand, "I hurt."

"I'm sorry," Jiang Heng hugged him, "Shao Hanye, I'm sorry--"

"Don't be sorry," Shao Hanye laughed. "I'm sorry for you. You have hidden so many things in your heart. I haven't seen them for so long. I'm blind."

"You just want to be nice to me. You tried your best. I know that you are worried about me and afraid that others will hurt me. As long as you can do your best, you dare to fight it out," Shao Hanye said, "But, Jiang Heng, I also Worry about you, don't do this again, okay? Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will tell me as soon as possible, as long as you promise, our matter will be over. "

"Okay," Jiang Heng promised repeatedly, tears slipped into his mouth, but he could no longer feel the salty taste, "I promise you, Shao Hanye, I promise you."

"Well," Shao Hanye buried his face into Jiang Heng's neck, "It's all over."

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