Chapter 62: The Sudden Gust of Wind

  "Don't be afraid!" Seemingly moved by Shao Qi's rare gentleness, or perhaps just to try another approach, Shao Hua spoke words of comfort.

  Although gentle as a warm spring breeze, the sharpness and ruthlessness in his actions did not diminish in the slightest.

  Pale fingers, desperately clutching the bed sheet beneath her body, with a reluctant expression as if an unyielding lover. "Relax, don't blame me for not warning you, even if you get hurt, I'll still do it the same way, think it through yourself!"

  Shao Qi's eyes widened fiercely, his teeth clenched tightly, trying to relax, he vowed that this humiliation would one day come to an end.

  Just as he was thinking about it, another finger rudely inserted itself, and the intermittent discomfort pulled him back to reality.

  "Ahhh……" A low, heart-wrenching wail that seemed to emanate from the depths of his soul, his narrow throat strained to suppress the fragmented moans, a voice as thin as a thread, yet carrying an unmistakable vulnerability.

  "Ugh... The pain was excruciating, the endless sea of suffering tormented him. Every thrust and penetration by the soldiers was like a blow to his soul, as if it came from the deepest recesses of his being. Shao Qi felt like a shrimp on the chopping board, completely at the mercy of others, unable to resist, never getting used to it."

  His lips were bitten into a bright flower, and the dark red liquid slowly slid down his chin. His mouth was filled with a thick fog of blood, numbing his nerves to the point where he could hardly feel any other sensation. His body continued to move, but all that remained was the seemingly endless pain.

  Is it always going to be like this?

  Until Shao Hua was fed up with him, and after being fed up, the result was that Shao Hua had almost bluntly told him: once you become a abandoned child, then go die!

  So he must escape, must have a tight plan, must successfully paralyze the enemy and let people relax their vigilance.

  To get rid of a more miserable life in the future, it is necessary to make every effort, because he is facing Shao Hua.

  The thoughts in my mind, under the torture of lingering pain, became clearer and clearer, deeply engraved in my bones, just like those ghosts hiding in the dark corners, only waiting for an accidental opportunity to overthrow the world.

  ………

  After a wild and unbridled frenzy, when Shao Qi opened his eyes, the entire room was shrouded in a deep and silent darkness. The gauze curtains by the open window were gently lifted by the soft night breeze, and between them, one could catch glimpses of the twinkling stars in the sky.

  Staring blankly at those stars, the stars seemed to be smiling at him in groups, with sparkling wet eyes that shone unusually bright. He lifted his heavy-as-a-thousand-pounds hand, and his whole body felt as if it had been run over by a car, every movement revealing unhidden pain.

  It was as if he had been blown up by a hand grenade, and the sticky stuff made him feel extremely nauseous. He didn't know if there was blood anywhere, but he still felt like vomiting. Dragging his tired body, he wanted to go take a shower, but his hands at his waist suddenly clenched tightly.

  His waist, which was already aching with acid reflux, was now clearly in pain. Shao Qi looked at the person beside him with slanted eyes, and Shao Hua held him tightly in his arms like he was holding a pillow.

  The bright moonlight pours in through the window, and Shao Hua's beautiful jawline gently rests on Shao Qi's head. The facing silhouettes are somewhat transparent under the moonlight, subtly revealing a sacred beauty and radiance.

  "Wake up!" A low, husky voice. Shao Hua didn't open his eyes, but in the moonlight, his face was pale and mysterious, with one hand grasping his waist and the other encircling his neck. The soft breathing whispered against his forehead, carrying a faint warmth that couldn't conceal an eerie chill.

  "What time is it?" Shao Qi lightly pulled his arm, because of the fight at school, he was taken back immediately after it ended, so he actually had already skipped half a day of class, and there were still classes to attend tomorrow.

  Even if he didn't want to attend classes, he would still rather go to school and stay in a clean place.

  "It's still early, go to sleep!" He impatiently rubbed him and tightened his hand around his waist again. Shao Qi's voice was filled with authoritarian coldness and overbearing ruthlessness.

  Pressing his dry, cracked and painful lips, enduring the discomfort, Shao Hua was the big boss, high and mighty, he was just a worthless little person, a weakling who suffered bullying, he endured, he endured.

  What is survival?

  Using every trick in the book, playing a game of psychological warfare, taking steps that are breathtakingly suspenseful. Life is both a tragic drama and an eight o'clock prime-time soap opera. In this play, everyone plays their true self, and no one can get a fixed script.

  In this play, everyone is the protagonist, and each person's role is the same. It's relatively fair, and because there is no script, it has watchability and unpredictability, allowing everyone to use their blood and tears to write their own story.

  Even if you are high up and have a beautiful package, even if the packaged person is far away, it can't escape being ordinary.

  The world has been quite unsettled recently, or rather, this world has never been peaceful, after all, most people can only see the superficial peace.

  However, clever and attentive people still slowly sensed some signs of it.

  Yang Lei had previously taken on a commercial big production "Business World", and is now in the tense stage of filming, which was originally a normal thing that couldn't be more normal. After all, as a film, television and music triple threat star, there will always be many activities, even if it's just filming a movie, it's a normal thing.

  No matter who the investor of a movie is, or how the script is, sometimes just the popularity of the star himself can bring great attention to the film, and there are also opposite times.

  Yang Lei has once again landed on the cover of various entertainment magazines, becoming a household name, with all sorts of news emerging one after another, shocking exposure rates, without deliberate control, just like spring bamboo shoots after rain, emerging from somewhere in this city.