"I'm sorry, we can't disclose students' personal information casually. If you are really friends, you shouldn't need to find this place..."
Facing the confused looks and questions from the staff of the Faculty and Staff Office, Tara and Chen Mingming didn't say much, just said a few words casually, and left in a hurry.
Speaking of going after that person, all Tara could think of was to check the information registered by that person in the library, and then find this school.
However, in the university town, it is generally more convenient for students to freely enter and exit different schools, so it was not difficult for the two of them to find the faculty office of this university.
When she arrived, Tara boasted about Haikou.
"I'm sorry... I didn't expect that I had dropped out of school."
Chen Mingming shook his head and said nothing.
This was originally a very wonderful thing, somewhat beyond Chen Mingming's expectations for his daily life plans... just like the mysterious place he had been to, it was also full of unexpected feelings.
He is a person who plans everything well and always believes that as long as things are planned well, even if there are errors, they should be controllable.
Tara sat down a little dejectedly, on a chair in the corridor downstairs of the faculty building of this school, and said half jokingly and half helplessly: "Okay now, you can borrow the book that person has read, and now you can even learn the same thing when going abroad."
La!"
Chen Mingming lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
But there is no doubt that Tara is a girl full of whimsical thoughts... In other words, there are not many restraints on her body. She squatted in front of Chen Mingming, held her chin with her hands, and looked up.
Looking down at his face.
As if teasing a cat, Tara, who was squatting, stretched out her hand and wanted to poke Chen Mingming's forehead with her finger.
But before she could succeed, Chen Mingming had already grabbed her wrist.
Tara smiled and said: "You are holding it in the wrong place."
Her hand miraculously escaped from Chen Mingming's palm, then she leaned forward with her fingers and clasped the other person's fingers, "That's how it should be."
She showed a proud expression.
The delicate feeling from the girl's fingers was very clear, like jade, smooth and cold.
But it didn't take long for Chen Mingming to let go of his palm and said calmly: "It's late, so let's get here."
Tara showed a pity face, then cheered up again and said: "Tomorrow, how about we go look for it tomorrow?"
"How to find it?" Chen Mingming shook his head.
Tara smiled and said: "Just wander around, maybe you can meet them."
If you had already dropped out of school and gone to study abroad, you wouldn't be able to stay here, and you wouldn't have met... so there's no chance.
Chen Mingming did not agree, turned around and waved his hand casually, taking it as rejection.
Tara faced Chen Mingming's back, clasped her hands in front of her lips, and said, "I'll go find you tomorrow!"
Chen Mingming didn't care. If he couldn't afford the library, he wouldn't be able to touch it... Yes, this is controllable.
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…
The moment he turned around, a burning feeling made Zhao Le gradually wake up.
The moment he opened his eyes, everything around him looked hazy. He subconsciously looked for his glasses... found them and put them on the cabinet next to him.
After putting on his glasses, Chen Mingming looked around suspiciously.
There is no doubt that this is a hotel room, and the decoration is very exquisite. The price for one night's stay should be quite high, but this is not what he cares about. What he cares about is why he is here.
When did he fall asleep, who brought him to this place, and...it hurt.
He felt that his body was in burning pain, and it was not just in one place. A trace of panic flashed in Zhao Le's eyes... He hurriedly ran to the bathroom in the room, took off his coat in a hurry, turned his back to the mirror, and looked
Hold your back.
Red scars... red scars, even broken skin, like red snakes, coiled around his back. Every scar is the source of burning pain.
Zhao Le only felt that his head was still very heavy... What happened when he lost consciousness?
There was no way that he fell asleep for no reason... Was it Dong Shaofeng?
Subconsciously, Zhao Le grabbed the phone and opened the social software. On the way, Dong Shaofeng used the excuse of handing it over to a friend and asked Zhao Le to add him as a friend half-heartedly.
What on earth did you do to me!!
After the message was sent, Zhao Le grabbed the phone with both hands and stared at the screen of the phone as time passed by.
Suddenly, the screen flashed.
A photo pops up!
In the photo, Zhao Le saw himself... He instantly felt cold all over his body and his face turned pale!
In the photo, he stripped off his clothes, kneeled on the ground, and had a collar around his neck. The collar was connected to a chain, and he was holding it in a woman's hand.
The woman was wearing a very revealing leather coat and a butterfly-shaped mask...
Dong Shaofeng!! You fucking bastard, what on earth did you do to me...
But before the message was finished, the screen kept flashing, one photo after another, frantically refreshing the screen of Zhao Le's phone.
In the photo, 'Zhao Le' has an intoxicated expression on his face, either lying on his stomach or lying on his stomach, screaming thickly, like a tamed pet being manipulated wantonly by the queen-like woman.
It was impossible to continue typing the unfinished message. Zhao Le leaned against the wall and sat down as if the strength in his hands had been drained.
At this time, the screen refresh had stopped, but a video screen appeared... Zhao Le clicked on the video screen with trembling palms.
In the picture, the woman's coquettish laughter was so loud, and she waved the whip, whipping Zhao Le's body.
"Do you feel good, little puppy?"
"It's cool... it's cool..."
"Do you want my sister to spank you a few more times?"
"want……"
"Line like a dog and bark!!"
"Woof, woof woof!!"
Unbearable pictures, unbearable dirty language... no coding.
Boom boom boom boom!
The other party requests voice communication.
Zhao Le picked up the phone tremblingly and answered the voice call. The anger in his heart made him roar: "Dong Shaofeng!! You bastard!!!"
"Why am I such an asshole? This woman doesn't have tens of thousands of dollars to play around with. Why isn't her body good enough? As a brother, I'm pretty good, right?"
"Dong Shaofeng!!! What on earth do you want to do!!"
"Zhao Le, I won't talk nonsense to you. I, Dong Shaofeng, have never resisted anyone I want to bully. Listen carefully, from now on, you will do whatever I ask you to do, even if I ask you to get rid of it.
You'd better not say no if you run around naked with your clothes on."
"no way!!!"
"Think clearly, you are a good student... Tsk tsk, if these photos and videos were posted outside... Oh, what would those teachers and classmates who think you are good think of you? Eh?
...This man is so dirty? I heard that you have a sister? How about I send some to your sister too...Don't worry, there will be more exciting ones later, do you want me to let you take a look first, classmate Zhao Le?
.”
"How dare you!!!" Zhao Le's eyes were about to burst.
"Then you see if I dare... Remember, when you play with me, it's just an egg hitting jade. If you break it, I will only be dirty. I can wipe it clean. Before class tomorrow, go to Xicheng District
Buy a fried bun from Huangshangshangstairs and bring it over. Remember, before class."
"Dong Shaofeng!!Dong Shaofeng...!!!"
The other party refuses to communicate with you.
The other party refuses to communicate with you.
The other party refuses to communicate with you.
Zhao Le suddenly lowered his hand, reached out to grab his hair... and knocked his head back against the wall.
He seemed to have lost his soul, sitting motionless, his eyes ashen as death.
But the phone rang again... Zhao Le twisted his stiff neck and glanced at the phone... It was a call from Zhang Xiaoqin.
His eyes suddenly brightened a little, and the phone was answered within a few rings. Everything seemed to be instinctive.
"Xiao Le? What's wrong with you? You haven't come here for so long. Did something happen to you?"
It was a worried and anxious tone.
Zhao Le's heart trembled. He tried hard to laugh, but the voice that came out of his throat was hoarse, "It's okay, sister, I'm okay..."
"Laughing, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh... maybe I just woke up." Zhao Le took a deep breath, carefully taking a deep breath: "I have an exam in two days, and I went to the library to read in the afternoon. Maybe I was too tired, so I fell asleep... I just woke up,
My throat feels a little uncomfortable."
"That's it...you, I told you not to work too hard." Zhang Xiaoqin sighed and said, "Well, I'll let the people at the center help me out, and then I'll just take a taxi back. You don't have to come to pick me up."
It's too late for me."
"No, it's okay, I'll come now." Zhao Le quickly got up, looked at the scars all over his body in the mirror, gritted his teeth, and started to put on his clothes: "I'll be there soon, sister.
Just wait a little longer. I’m not worried about you being alone!"
"Okay then, there's no need to rush."
"I see."
Zhao Le took a deep breath, dressed neatly, lowered his head, and hurriedly walked out of the Xihai Tower Hotel.
…
"Dong Shaofeng!!Dong Shaofeng..."
In the private room of the bar, the phone made a sound like a roaring beast, and then the communication was turned off directly by Dong Shaofeng. After this, two of Dong Shaofeng's teammates burst into laughter.
"I can still picture this coward going crazy right now! It's so funny, Mr. Feng! This trick of yours is really amazing!!"
"Yes, yes, I guess this coward must be hiding and crying right now!"
"Why are you crying! Maybe someone is looking at my 'wonderful expression' right now, so why don't I masturbate again? Hahaha!!"
Dong Shaofeng didn't speak, he just looked at these two hilarious guys with a sneer, then picked up a bottle of beer and drank it slowly.
The teammate stopped laughing now, "But Mr. Feng, I thought you were going to post these photos and videos tomorrow. What, are you really going to let Zhao Le do something for you?"
Dong Shaofeng said calmly: "If you give them out now, you will only play with them once. But as long as I hold these things, I can play with them as I want in the next few years. Isn't it good to have multiple toys in school?"
The teammate said: "It's just asking him to buy fried buns tomorrow. Isn't it too cheap?"
Another teammate patted him on the head and said, "Pig! Master Feng is going to make the flower next door this time, and I'm buying a bun for her to eat! If you don't let this coward buy it, why don't you go buy it!"
As he said that, he looked at Dong Shaofeng and said in a flattering manner: "Young Master Feng, how about you send me a few of these photos so that I can play with them?"
"In this case, Mr. Feng can give me a portion too!"
Dong Shaofeng actually handed out one, "Watch it, don't cripple people, the days are still long."
"Know!"
Then the music in the box began to sound, and the several princesses who were called to accompany the guests also began to enter.
…
"Sister, I've had a hard day today and I'm tired. Please find some water."
After washing Zhang Xiaoqin's feet and massaging Zhang Xiaoqin, Zhao Le helped Zhang Xiaoqin lie down, covered her with a quilt, and then turned off the light and went out.
"You, stop reading later and go to bed. If you fall down from exhaustion, I won't know how to take care of you."
Zhang Xiaoqin, who was lying on the bed, turned around at this time and looked at Zhao Le as he warned her carefully.
"I understand." Zhao Le responded softly before closing the door to the room.
His smile, his calmness, could not be maintained at this moment... Zhao Le just stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqin's room, with his palm pressed in front of the door, slowly sliding down, grabbing... until his knuckles became hairy
white.
He stood for a long time before returning to the room, taking off his clothes, then finding some potion and began to wipe the scars on his body.
The moment the potion touched the wound, the burning pain made Zhao Le grit his teeth.
Zhao Le's eyes burst out with terrifying hatred... As if something was calling him at this moment, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the box he stuffed on top of the wardrobe.
He didn't know who the things in the box were from. Maybe it was just a prank, or maybe it was something else... But he didn't dare to deal with the things in the box casually. His intuition told him that the things inside were real.
of.
The instructions about the silver pistol written on the discarded paper card emerged clearly in Zhao Le's mind word for word.
He stood up suddenly.
It was just that he moved too much and bumped into the desk. The shaking desk suddenly caused the calendar on the table to fall down. Zhao Le saw the bright numbers circled with red pen on the calendar, and he sat down dejectedly in an instant.
Calm down yourself.
"I can't... risk it."
He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
…
When Chen Mingming returned home, no one was there.
Unlike Zhou Yusheng's father, Chen Mingming's mother has made great achievements in her career. Although his mother and Zhou Yusheng divorced a few months ago, they have been separated for a long time.
I bought the house less than a year ago and spent a lot of money on it in a prosperous area.
Looking at the situation, his mother probably wouldn't be back tonight. Shen Mo took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and returned to his room.
He was sitting at his desk, and what happened after meeting Tara today suddenly flashed through his mind.
He then shook his head and began to pack his things. His table was packed with everything. Even after drinking the bottle on the table, the words on the label were facing the edge of the table.
.
Chen Mingming opened the drawer and took out a sketchbook from the drawer.
Opening it, one of the pages was the sketch he had drawn on the promenade by the river a few days ago... His painting skills are good, and he can be said to be of the hyper-realistic genre.
Looking at the figure on the long stone bench by the riverside in the sketch, Chen Mingming gradually became fascinated...
