Obviously, he was also a sunny boy before, even if his parents were not there.

He lives as strongly, but life has ruined him again and again.

He has been trying to live since he was a child.

I don't know when his eyes began to chase someone.

He had the same orphanage as him, but he was so dazzling and charming.

It makes people want to commit suicide like a moth to a fire.

I don't know when it started, but there was some change in his heart.

He got a boyfriend, but he sent him to hell.

Just think of him as a plaything that can satisfy people's needs.

He had only wanted to live a humble life in the light of his radiance.

Even if life has never been fair to him, he is still trying to live.

But why, these men are going to ruin all his illusions.

…………

In a gloomy bar.

Everyone's body is writhing wildly, venting for the troubles of life.

But in a gloomy private room.

But a few people were frantically doing things to a delicate man.

He has already been drugged, and his spirit has long since disappeared. Several people began to toy with him.

Looking at his boyfriend, the man weakly called his name, hoping that he would save himself.

But the man just drank happily, "Well, he tastes good!" I had tasted him before, otherwise I wouldn't have asked him to come and give you a taste. ”

But another person cared, after all, it was the first time for him to do such a thing.

"Is it clean?"

"Don't worry, there's no one else but me." The man sat on the sofa indifferently, smoking a cigarette and drinking a little wine in an extremely lazy posture.

"Ocean..." The man pressed against the glass table called out the man's name in a very weak voice.

Hopefully arouse a little pity from him.

It was because he was most like that man and could shine on him like the sun.

He just let him be his boyfriend.

Aren't they good? But why did he bring him here?

But no matter how much he called, he was treated even more horribly by those men.

Why?

Will it be?

The man's bright eyes gradually turned gray.

It's cold.

It's so cold here.

He seemed to have gone back to the beginning, with no sunlight shining through the window.

The gray eyes had lost their look.

He lay on the glass table, and the others kneaded it.

Finally, when they left, he thought it was over.

But when they went back to school, they became even more Bengali.

In the classroom, in the toilet.

Why treat him like this.

He didn't do anything bad, he just wanted to live well.

In the face of these things, sometimes he also wants to go to the police.

But they said that as long as he called the police, they would send out all the recorded videos.

He didn't want the man to see him so filthy.

In the end, I chose to endure in silence.

But it also fuels the unscrupulousness of those people.

Sometimes he is also glad that he is not a woman, so that he does not have to worry about getting pregnant.

But he did everything they asked for, why should he shatter all his illusions.

Why!

Why!

I couldn't find a chance, finally.

Finally, he can be liberated.

He's going to kill those demons.

He will be transformed into a messenger of hell and bring demons to hell with him.

He finally got his revenge.

But he was lost forever.

Hopefully he will like the gift he gave him.

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The prison door opened, and the room was pitch black.