At four o’clock in the afternoon, in the coffee shop, a sudden downpour drummed against the floor-to-ceiling glass, making a harsh sound. There weren’t many customers inside, and Yan Heqing sat face to face with a well-dressed man.
The man was in disbelief and confirmed again, “You don’t want to sign?”
As the sky quickly darkened, the lights inside the shop were turned on, casting an orange glow on the youth’s clear and delicate eyebrows, adding a touch of vitality to his fair and thin cheeks.
“Yes.”
Yan Heqing put down the pen, and pushed back the contract with his skinny hands.
Hearing this, the man’s expression changed slightly. He pulled back the chair and stood up, “I’ll go to the restroom.”
He casually picked up his phone and left without a fuss.
Yan Heqing remained calm. He knew the lawyer was going to contact Lu Muchi.
As he held the pen, ready to sign, the contents of a novel surged in his mind.
[In a dimly lit room, filled with the pungent smell of blood. A doctor walked in carrying a medical kit, a scene similar to which he would encounter the other day. However, this time, he frowned solemnly.
In a corner not far away, a figure curled up, it was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive.
On Lu Muchi’s bathrobe, there were scattered spots of bright red. A servant was bandaging his index finger; it had accidentally been cut when smashing a bottle. Lu Muchi, he was extremely impatient, “Is he about to die? Go and see.”
“Mr. Lu,” the doctor said with a serious tone, “I suggest you send him to the hospital immediately for a full set of examinations.”
Another servant hurried over, holding a cigarette and a lighter. Lu Muchi took the cigarette, put it in his mouth, and the servant immediately lit it for him.
Lu Muchi took a puff, then pulled out the cigarette, slowly blew the white smoke towards the doctor’s face, “Are you so concerned about him? Did he seduce you too?”
He was in an extremely bad mood today.
He had discovered a secret – the person his beloved liked was his uncle!
“Damn!”
Lu Muchi gritted his teeth.
The doctor’s face instantly turned pale. In his 60s, this was the first time he had been humiliated like this. Trembling all over, he didn’t dare to offend this little Yama. He shivered and bowed his head, “You’ve misunderstood. I am suggesting this from a doctor’s perspective.”
Lu Muchi sneered, “Just focus on being a doctor, don’t be nosy about other things. Even if I die, I won’t cause you any trouble.”
Not looking at the person in the corner again, he left irritably.
Shaking his head, the doctor turned on the room’s light.
With the room lit up, the doctor realized that the situation was far worse than expected.
The young man was only wearing an oversized white shirt, stained with large patches of deep red, barely covering his thighs. On his two thin, almost deformed legs were numerous marks of abuse.
Some were old wounds, and some were new.
The doctor approached and crouched down, getting a clearer view.
The young man’s black hair was matted with blood, twisted into several strands. His eyes were tightly closed, long lashes glued with blood, and his lips were horribly cracked, revealing glimpses of tender flesh. On his slender neck, there were layers of bruises.
Could he really survive in such a state?
The doctor softly called out to him, “Kid, can you hear me?”
After a while, the young man barely made a sound. His lips moved, and his voice was barely audible, “Water…”
The doctor identified after a moment that he wanted water. He took out a thermos from his bag, soaked a cotton swab with water, and carefully brought it to the young man’s lips.
The young man greedily sucked on it.
After the night passed, the young man’s wounds were treated, but he still curled up on the floor to sleep.
Except for specific times, he was not allowed to enter the main villa. He had to stay in this small room, and unlike before, there wasn’t even a blanket this time.
The doctor hesitated, wanting to advise the young man to report to the police, but he knew it would be futile.
The powerful Lu family, no one dared to intervene.
Moreover, the young man named Yan Heqing suffered from severe Stockholm Syndrome, and he didn’t believe he was being abused.
The doctor sighed helplessly.]
It turns out that the world he lives in is a sadomasochism, tragic love BL novel.
The protagonist receiving abuse is his twin brother, Lin Fengzhi, and the protagonist Gong is Lu Muchi, who now wants to support him.
And he, he is a substitute supporting role.
At 5 years old, he gave up the chance to be adopted by a wealthy family for Lin Fengzhi.
At 18, he was taken in by Lu Muchi.
At 19, he developed Stockholm Syndrome and fell in love with Lu Muchi.
At 20, Lin Fengzhi suddenly had a keratoconus, and he was forced to donate his eyes.
At 21, he sacrificed himself to save Lu Muchi from an accident.
His life was arranged clearly—kind, tragic, humble, and ending in an unrecognizable death
A total of 21 years…
And today, on Yan Heqing’s 18th birthday, he was about to sign his own death warrant.
Thank you reading >w<
