Atypical Redemption [Fast Wear] v. 113

He couldn't be sure if Lin Weaving was here, he didn't listen to the movements of the master bedroom and the guest bedroom, and left quickly, because once he met Lin Weaving, it was equivalent to him being discovered by the company, and he could only be surrounded and suppressed.

He didn't think that his boyfriend would keep it a secret for him, after all, he didn't show mercy when he stabbed him.

Wei Jinrong always remembered that Lin Zhi's identity was a BV person, so Wei Jinrong didn't even go back to the previous foothold, and came here in a big circle, but he didn't expect to find Lin Zhi's traces here, which was simply ghostly.

Wei Jinrong left the way he came, and before he reached the gate of the community, he saw someone suspected of searching for him.

There was no choice but to hide from the surveillance again and return to the basement.

There was no special soundproofing at the entrance to the basement, and he could clearly hear the sound coming from above, and he was sure that Lin Zhi was on it.

The basement, which was filled with cement, did not have good air circulation, so Wei Jinrong sat on the steps and rubbed his eyebrows.

Things were even worse than he thought, he thought that coming to Jingxun could let him help, but he didn't expect that the company was not going through the motions here, and Lin Zhi actually stayed here.

What's more, Jing Xun's attitude towards him.

From those paintings, Wei Jinrong could see that Jing Xun was fascinated by Lin Weaving, which made Wei Jinrong feel very tricky.

Jing Xun has bipolar disorder, because of childhood trauma, he is more aggressive towards people, emotionally indifferent, he is not polite to him, he is a person who may get out of control at any time, Wei Jinrong has no doubt that if Lin Zhi instigates him, he may not be on his side.

You have to think of a solution, you can't just sit still.

The sound of breathing echoed through the dreary space, and the hearts of those above the ground were equally heavy.

Jing Xun locked the door of the utility room and stared at the entrance of the basement, his eyebrows furrowed.

The air was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat clearly.

The confined space made him uncomfortable, and he resisted the slight dizziness in his brain and glanced at the time on his watch.

He was a little worried that he would suddenly lose his memory, but it had to be done.

Jing Xun removed the shield and opened the entrance to the basement.

Hopefully, my brother is gone, he prayed in his heart.

Walking into the basement, Jing Xun's breathing became irrepressibly slow.

Quiet and narrow space, foul air, dust mixed with the smell of blood.

Jing Xun walked to the end of the stairs, the hanging small lamp was dim and faint, in this light, Jing Xun saw the man sitting not far away.

The man in the shadows looked up and smiled kindly at him.

"I knew it was you who came down, you still hate the basement so much, and the sound of my heartbeat before I came down made a noise to my ears."

Wei Jinrong looked at his younger brother and said a little apologetically: "I didn't want to meet you in this place, but who let you have guests in your house that you shouldn't take in." ”

He said with some complaints in his tone: "Obviously, my brother can't stay at your house, but outsiders can, you are too partial." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what is your purpose?"

Jing Xun endured the swelling pain of nervous convulsions and looked at Wei Jinrong in front of him.

"It's so cold, I didn't see the surprise of my missing brother at all."

"Do you need me to tell the police?"

Jing Xun wasn't telling a bad joke, the hand on his side clenched into a fist, fighting against the noisy voice in his head.

- Draw! How beautiful is this, is it because she moves so hard that you can't draw well?

- yes, how can the model move around, quickly, very quickly.

The woman's neck twisted and motionless.

The smoke mixed with the smell of blood, and the man made a mark on her skin with a knife, singing in a gruff voice.

- Art, that's art.

The four walls of the basement seemed to start squeezing towards him, making him feel like he was in the past.

They taught him...... Or rather, it showed him a lot of tricks.

How to kill a person quickly, how to make a person die silently.

Jing Xun raised his eyes, and his gray-blue eyes quietly stared at the man opposite.

No one knew he was here.

He hoped that he would never appear in front of Lin Weaving again, and that it would be better to let him disappear completely.

"If you don't see you for a while, you'll be telling jokes."

Wei Jinrong quietly tightened his grip on his weapon, and this was the worst-case scenario he had envisioned.

Meeting his bipolar brother in the place where he had been severely traumatized was a catalyst for him to lose his mind.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and Jing Xun subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek lightly.

Here, Lin Zhi kissed.

He seemed to smell the smell of his body, and the smell of blood in his nose seemed to have faded, Jing Xun looked at the top of his head, and his eyes became gentle.

"What do you want me to do," Jing Xun looked at Wei Jinrong and said in a low voice, "Don't let me repeat it again." ”

"You should know that my current situation is very troublesome, I need to hide here for a while, I'm afraid I need you to provide me with food and water, when Lin Weaving leaves you, the monitoring here is relaxed, and I will get out."

"He's not leaving."

Jing Xun's attitude is very clear, this is his home, and Wei Jinrong will leave if he wants to go.

"You like him? He doesn't mean well, he's not here for you, you know that. ”

Wei Jinrong sighed, his younger brother who is not deeply involved in the world, he only knows the poor genius of painting, no wonder he is played by bad men.

Jing Xun's expression turned cold, of course he knew who Lin Zhi was here for, why, was he showing off?

"But I have a good proposal, a way to make him yours forever, are you interested?"

Wei Jinrong thought of an excellent solution, a way to get him out of trouble again.

Jing Xun's expression was a little strange: "Isn't he your lover?" ”

Wei Jinrong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You can also say the same." ”

There may have been a little sincerity, but later, the ambiguity between adults is just fun, how can anyone take it seriously.

It turned out that Jing Xun still knew that person was his lover, and he didn't have any scruples about it.

"I can give it to you, we are brothers."

Wei Jinrong felt that this was enough to show his sincerity.

As long as Jing Xun controls Lin Weaving, and then he uses Lin Weaving's equipment to spread false news to BV, this can buy him time.

"Let?"

Jing Xun hates this word.

"He never belonged to you."

"You don't deserve him either."

Such a person, even if Lin Weaving sees him, he will be disappointed in him, if Lin Weaving has other purposes, then it will be just right to see him.

Jing Xun suddenly felt that it was not a bad idea to let Lin Zhi see him.

"You want to tell him? Aren't you afraid that after he knows about my existence, you will have no value and meaning? ”

Wei Jinrong didn't plan to fall short, but it was useless to make a move on Jing Xun now.

"You don't really think he can take a fancy to you, he came here to find me, he has to deal with you when he finds me, he thinks you are hiding a secret about me, hiding the whereabouts of that painting, in fact, he doesn't care about you at all, not even about me."

"Do you have anything worth his stay, your sickness?"

"The more beautiful things will attract more people, but you are not likable, you know, Jing Xun."

Wei Jinrong followed the temptation: "Only by controlling him, can you get him forever." ”

It was Jing Xun's fist that answered him.

Lin Weaving is different, he likes him, he knows it.

Cramped basements, muffled sounds of fighting.

01 urgently woke up Lin Weaving: [Host, the coordinates of the two of them are shaking very much, as if they are fighting, what should I do? 】

Lin Zhi immediately turned over and sat up, hid the saber in his long sleeves, and walked towards the utility room.

The door was locked, Lin Zhi frowned, and was about to kick it open when the door was opened from the inside.

Jing Xun was pulling his cuffs, blood dripping down his palm.

He ignored his strange appearance, looked at Lin Weaving as usual, and asked, "Have you woken up?" ”

Chapter 106: Missing Brother's Boyfriend

"It's not bad," Lin Zhi responded to Jing Xun's question and looked at Jing Xun's hand, "What about the medicine box, take care of your wounds first." ”

The blood pooled into a small pool on the floor, staining Jing Xun's palm red.

"It's okay," Jing Xun moved his arm indifferently, he leaned down slightly to look at Lin Zhi, and muttered, "Can you kiss it again, like a good morning kiss, although it's already afternoon." ”

The young man is tall and can easily envelop people in it.

Lin Zhi fell into a hot shadow, raised his head and kissed Jing Xun's lips.

There are many things in this world that don't need a clear reason, and kissing is especially true.

If you want it, just do it.

Jing Xun clasped the back of Lin Zhi's neck and became more and more engaged.

He knew that he knew that Lin Zhi would not refuse.

Even if he wasn't likable, at least Lin Zhi didn't hate him.

The excessive excitement and arm movements caused the blood flow to increase from the wound on Jing Xun's arm, and the blood dripped down his elbow and smeared on Lin Weaving's white sweater.

In the passionate kiss that was requested, the warm blood that Lin Zhi felt flowed down the back of his neck towards his back, and the faint and innegligible sense of flow added a bit of horror and excitement to the intertwined desires that made the scalp tingle.