After kicking my ex I became his canary

Zhou Ning's dark and bright pupils were full of tears, his right leg was firmly imprisoned by the man, he saw Ming Sihan disinfecting the inside of his right leg with his own eyes in a daze.

The cold touch made Zhou Ning tremble.

Once the tattoo is on, it can't be washed off in this life, and it will become an eternal brand on his body.

With Ming Sihan's name added to the tattoo, he will no longer be able to date new lovers and partners, and he will no longer be able to do intimate things with other people.

Once in close contact with others, you will notice——

A man's name is tattooed on the inside of his right leg.

"Ningning, I'm just painting it for you now. It doesn't hurt, but it will itch. Be patient."

Ming Sihan was fiddling with something in the toolbox, and drew a water-based pen dyed black on Zhou Ning's right leg. After confirming the position, he began to draw.

Ming Sihan worked slowly and meticulously, all his attention was focused on Zhou Ning's right leg.The pitch-black eyes stared deeply at the snow-white inner thigh, and the pen was gently drawn on it.

Zhou Ning felt a constant itching coming from his thigh.

His pink and white toes kept curling up, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

He had obviously given up struggling, this dying body, just mark Ming Sihan casually, Zhou Ning thought to himself, he is going to die sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.

After death, he will turn into a puff of loess, a wisp of green smoke, no mark or no mark, it will not stay.

Zhou Ning slowly rolled his eyes, shifted his gaze to the man who was concentrating on marking his inner thigh, pulled his lips suddenly, and gave a sad chuckle.

We have come to this point, what are we still holding on to?

"Ningning, don't laugh."

Ming Sihan was distracted by Zhou Ning's sad chuckle, and accidentally drew an extra stroke. He stared at Zhou Ning with cold eyes, and saw him staring lifelessly at himself with those beautiful pupils.

Ming Sihan tightly squeezed the paintbrush in his hand, and couldn't help feeling angry from the bottom of his heart.

He covered Zhou Ning's eyes with a black cloth, and now Zhou Ning couldn't see Ming Sihan's movements. Do not understand the sadness.

If you can't see it, you can't hear it, you won't feel uncomfortable.

"It's all ruined. Fortunately, it can be erased and repainted."

A smile appeared on Ming Sihan's handsome face. He focused on Zhou Ning's thigh, held his slender ankle, and started drawing on Zhou Ning's leg again.

Time passed minute by minute.

The itching on the inside of the right leg kept coming.

When Zhou Ning felt that he was about to fall asleep, Ming Sihan tore off the cloth in front of his eyes, and handed the photos taken on his mobile phone to Zhou Ning for appreciation.

"Ningning, look, is the painting beautiful?"

Ming Sihan admired Zhou Ning's expression.

"Greenflower..." Zhou Ning's mind went blank, and his whole body began to ache uncontrollably.The tattoo tattoo is a short section of English letters and lisianthus flowers...

Photos taken on the phone.Aim at his thighs.

On fair skin, there was a black English name, [Ming Sihan'swife], neatly written and beautiful.Behind the small English characters is a white and flawless platycodon flower.

Ming Sihan'swife——Ming Sihan's wife.

The flower language of white lisianthus symbolizes eternal love.

This is the result of Ming Sihan's busy two hours.

"Does it look good? Ningning?"

Ming Sihan handed the photo to Zhou Ning to look at, and he was willing to let Zhou Ning go only if Zhou Ning said it looked good.

Zhou Ning closed his eyes gently, he was already very tired, his voice was hoarse and weak: "My opinion is not important, as long as you like it."

It was clearly a word of obedience to the man, but he didn't know where it angered Ming Sihan. He stood up straight, stared at Zhou Ning coldly with his dark eyes, and asked with a light smile, "Dissatisfied?"

Zhou Ning was stared at by him so that a chill ran down his spine, he took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, Ming Sihan had already grabbed his chin, kissed Zhou Ning until his eyes were swollen and he couldn't breathe, and then let him go.

"Ningning, even if you don't like it, today's tattoo must be branded on."

A clean cloth was stuffed into Zhou Ning's mouth.

"Woooooo!"

Zhou Ning was stuck in his mouth, unable to speak, and stared at Ming Sihan sadly with tearful eyes, Ming Sihan leaned down, kissed Zhou Ning's eyes, and whispered in his ear: "It will be very painful and painful next time. Pain, Ningning, hold back. Be good."

Zhou Ning could only look at him with wide eyes, tears in his eyes.The cloth in his mouth made him unable to speak.Only the exhalation is accompanied by the rising and falling of the chest.

As Ming Sihan said, all subsequent procedures are very painful.

The pigmented tattoo needles began to pierce into the skin.

"Woooooo!" It hurts!

Zhou Ning trembled uncontrollably, his breathing fluctuated, his face was white and transparent, his pink and white toes curled up violently, and his bound hands trembled uncontrollably.His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, dripping onto the pillow drop by drop.

The tattoo needle pierces into the skin, and the color is drawn into the shape bit by bit, leaving a brand that can never be washed off.

Zhou Ning's pupils were wide open, and he looked at the top of his head in horror. The pain was so painful that his physical tears kept dripping. Since the cloth was stuffed in his mouth, he could only bite the cloth to relieve the pain, and the saliva couldn't help sliding down the corner of his mouth.

"woo woo woo woo!"

Sweat, tears, and body fluid kept falling... Zhou Ning only felt that his thigh was being pricked by needles, and dense needle pricks stinged all over his body.It made him shiver uncontrollably.

"Ningning, good boy, it will pass soon."

Ming Sihan focused all his attention on piercing all the colors into his delicate skin with the tattoo needle.The color penetrates into the bottom layer of the skin, weaving words and patterns on the fair skin bit by bit.

This is a permanent marker.

It can never be cleaned.

Even if you go to a regular hospital for cleaning, you need to endure unbearable pain for ordinary people, and even so, you can't clean it completely.

This mark will accompany Zhou Ning throughout his life.

Zhou Ning kept breathing, the most delicate skin of his thigh was pierced by the tattoo pen, pain and itching came from him, he was so painful that he sweated, and after a while, the sweat wet his hair.

The tattoo was still going on, Zhou Ning endured it for two hours.

"Ugh..."

Zhou Ning could no longer utter a complete sound. He was sweating from pain all over his body, lying on the bed weakly, breathing weakly, and looked at Ming Sihan lost his mind.

He saw Ming Sihan put tools on the table beside him.Then he walked over with long legs and untied the iron chains on Zhou Ning's wrists.He hugged Zhou Ning straight and let Zhou Ning lean in his arms.

Ming Sihan held Zhou Ning's hand and interlocked his fingers. With a satisfied smile in his handsome eyes, he lowered his head and kissed Zhou Ning's sweaty forehead.

"Ningning, it's over, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhou Ning leaned against Ming Sihan's arms and panted lightly, he slowly opened his eyes, tears couldn't stop falling, and he sobbed softly.The sobbing sound was as soft as a milk cat's meowing.

At this moment, he thought a lot, and countless beautiful pictures of the past of the two flashed in his mind.In the end, he stopped at the time when he unilaterally asked Ming Sihan to break up.He kept crying, weeping bitterly, and he couldn't figure out why all the bad luck happened to him?

Tears soaked Ming Sihan's suit.

"Ning Ning, after getting the tattoo, you can't go anywhere."

"I can only obediently be my canary at home."

Ming Sihan pressed Zhou Ning's forehead and smiled softly.

He held Zhou Ning's face, bit Zhou Ning's lips lightly, kissed Zhou Ning's lips very wet, and then kissed his eyes...

Zhou Ning trembled in horror.

Ming Sihan kissed Zhou Ning uncontrollably like crazy.

The tattoo brand on the inner side of Zhou Ning's right leg went deep into the skin, as if nailed to the depths of the soul.

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When Zhou Ning woke up again, he was already lying on the soft bed in the villa.

The sunlight coming in through the window warmly shone on the cold body.

He stared blankly at the curtains that were blown erratically by the wind.

I even thought it was all a dream...

The constant tingling sensation from the inner thigh reminded Zhou Ning over and over again that Ming Sihan branded his exclusive mark on the inner right leg.

Zhou Ning smiled sadly, tears could not stop falling.

He lifted the quilt, raised his right leg, and looked at the patterns and words in his leg that were pierced with tattoo needles by the man.

Tattoos are very eye-catching, like soul imprints carved on the body that can never be washed off.

He watched it over and over again, and his eyes were red over and over again.

Zhou Ning fell to the ground with bare feet, as if he was paralyzed all over, and fell limply on the ground.

He really didn't have much strength, the man plundered him vigorously and emptied all his energy.

He opened the window, the window had no bars, just jumped in, and now would end life forever.

By coincidence, Zhou Ning was already sitting on the window, as long as he jumped down, even if he didn't die, his lower body would be paralyzed.

Zhou Ning clung to the fence tightly and cried bitterly.

I really want to jump off...

suddenly,

The phone rings.

Zhou Ning's thoughts stopped abruptly, his pupils suddenly became dull, and he answered the phone tremblingly,

On the other end of the phone, the child's soft and crying voice rang out.

"Dad, last time we agreed to come to see me, why didn't you come to this event... woo woo woo, I'm very good in the nursery, dad can't let me go..."

"They all said I don't have a mother, and now they're saying I don't have a father... woo woo woo."

Xiao Jinlin was crying hoarsely on the other end of the phone.

Zhou Ning's heart ached when he heard it, he endured crying, and coaxed softly: "Little Jinlin, Dad is too busy with work and can't get away, next week, or the next week, I must visit you... okay? You must listen to the teacher and don't let Dad worry about it, okay?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Jinlin was well-behaved and sensible, wiped away tears, and continued: "Then Dad must come! I miss Dad so much!"

"Okay..." Zhou Ning held onto the window tightly, looking at the ground, suddenly panicked in his heart, he didn't know how he came up.

Why do you want to climb up the window sill, want to jump off...

If he died like this, simply died, what would Xiao Jinlin do?

That child is so poor, the mother is dead, and the real father doesn't even know who it is.

They only have each other...

The phone hung up and fell to the floor of the room.

Zhou Ning's face was pale, with tears in his eyes, and he was about to crawl and jump back into the room from the window.

at this time,

The door opened slowly.

A tall man in a suit stood at the door with a cold face. Ming Sihan seemed to be mad with anger. He walked over step by step, grabbed Zhou Ning's hands, and hugged him in his arms.

Ming Si was so cold that he pressed Zhou Ning against the wall.Zhou Ning is much smaller than him, and his whole body is covered by men.

"Zhou Ning, you don't want to live anymore, do you? Use the bitter trick of jumping out of the window to win my sympathy? This trick won't make me suffer!" Ming Sihan's eyes were red and swollen, and he stared at him like a ghost. .

"I said it six years ago, if you die, I will die with you!"

"You never, never, never want to get rid of me, never, never want to escape from my palm!"

"You go to heaven and go to hell, I can find you!"

Zhou Ning was firmly imprisoned by the wall by the man, and he could hardly escape. The smell of hormones from the man's body that made his legs weak came from his nose.

Zhou Ning turned his head away from crying, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red and swollen.I don't want to say a word.

This picture of Zhou Ning who was tortured beyond human appearance, Zhou Ning who was exhausted and didn't want to talk to him, made Ming Sihan's eyes tingle in his heart, and his eyes couldn't stop turning red. He stared at Zhou Ning firmly,

"Why? Zhou Ning, why is this?"

"Now I am powerful, powerful, and rich. The entire Ming family is mine, and I am worth hundreds of billions of trillions! I already have everything! Why are you still not satisfied?"?