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The main story is part 64

That day I decided to look for a way. I can not sit down and wait for my destiny. I do not know anything about CanSheng’s status. I know he’s still alive, and I’m sure he’ll come to me … This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

But waiting for him is too painful. If he can not find me, or he is too late, I probably have become another person. A man I do not know is what he loves no longer.

I have to find a way for myself!

The first thing to treat is a medicine that is injected twice a day. This is called Blue Demon. As everyday, if I slept smoothly, I will never have an opportunity.

As I lay on the bed, the only thing I can do is look at my surroundings with beautiful or persistent figures.

Such a life has lasted about a month. ShangFan crazy about Blue Demon. He uses it for my body without disturbing him. That means there is no opportunity to hurt me. My body has lost that feeling for a long time. I do not remember exactly that there is a possibility of 500,000.

I can not feel a temperature change, or a pain to attend. It’s like I live in the shape of a mold. I thought it and I do not feel anything …

I can only see ShangFan. When I see him sitting near the sun, there are times when I really want to touch him or talk to him.

Most of the time, I’m with ShangFan, sits in a large golden table space and prepares the files. It’s so calm, it’s awful. Regardless of if I slept, he always moves me to one side of the sofa, so I can not move, I’m sitting or looking at him, look all day sun.

If it’s a rainy day, he has removed a normal curtain, open the lighting of the room’s ceiling, so drink full of red wine. After eating, I often ignored the great stall of the table and told me what happened between him and my father, embracing me …

“He really likes red wine, really likes a statement that William Young said.” A bunch of grapes is beautiful, but it is clean and immovable, it’s just fruit. As soon as it’s a land, it’s in the organism It will become a living after making wine.

He says this is the most fascinating wine and at the same time it’s the most fascinating thing for me.

I have recently asked that day that attractive things are attractive.

He laughed softly, open the curtain, the outer surface is full of darkness and thick clouds, rain and get away constantly from the gray sky. I see those corrupt countries. I dropped the image of the top …

Another big sofa that embraces.

Cold glasses are clearly shown in the current image. Taking a tall t-shirt, a t-shirt is equipped with a lot of equipment, a collar has a slightly open, there is a different line of skin structure below. He has strong features and cold indifferent symptoms. On the one hand it is a rotating glass that it holds, but the other half was wrapped in an exaggerated way around the other man West. His face shows joy and comfort, and his expression falls in love with some woman.

On the other hand, the second person is a person to a worse party. Now he holds around his waist with a strong and strong hand. He only has blue nightclothes. One part of the edge has a slight hole to the jar. His two legs cross each other and bend. Its brightness is a bit terrible, but you can not deny it’s so attractive … This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

His ankle is delicate in a particular outline, people want to take a bait.

Human eyes are colorless, dirty, black heads are wrong, so it’s softer and cleaner than a doll. He is very calm and people are going to stop breathing. Due to the fact that the wine is provided out of the mouth, his lips will shine and shine under the light of the room.

I can not tie my hands and touch the face of glass. Only then I realized that this man was me.

That’s me …

“No …”

I make ugly noises and shake my head, it’s not mine, not me! I always change my sensation and expect CanSheng to collapse at the same time. My spooky feelings overflow me, I fight, but ShangFan takes hold of my wrist.

He put my forehead and said: “This is what I saw for the first time after you were depressed, now I finally understood CanSheng.

All of my movements will stop soon. I’m now convinced that it’s free to wait, looking at the person on the glass window. I’m now in Hong Kong. How much city and city does CanSheng need to know that I am no longer in continental China …?

This understanding was very surprised. Looking at the constantly declining out to the outside, considering that CanSheng is the most terrible thunder, I shake. I do not know if the place I live is rainy. House owned by me and CanSheng …

Because I expected CanSheng find me, please come to me before I always live. Despite what he wants to do with me, it will be better than that now.

On my side I do not love me, he wants his body. He wants to obedience to turn me into a delicate doll in my memory.

The reason why CanSheng does not care about my body is because he just wants me and my life.

He does not have to worry about my appearance, he only wants signs of the body because I belong to him … This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

This is the exact emotion that I want Fang Yun Sheng wants. I would like to have faith in this kind of enthusiasm.

I can not replace it. I’m just something.

You are the only person in my heart.

And now I know what I have to eliminate the current situation and become part of me again. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.[/hide]

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Main Story Part 64

That day, I decide that I would search for a way out. I can’t just sit and wait for my doom. I don’t know anything about CanSheng’s condition. I only know that he’s still alive and I am also certain that he will definitely come find me…

However, it’s too painful to wait for him. If he can’t find me or if he comes too late, then I’ll probably have become a different person already. A person that I don’t know anymore, someone he doesn’t love anymore.

I need to find a way out for myself!

The first thing to tackle is the drug that’s injected twice a day, that thing that’s called Blue Demon. If I lie muddle-headed like this everyday, I won’t ever have a chance.

Just like how I’m lying on the bed now, the only thing I can do is look at my surroundings in a daze or constantly count.

Such a life has already continued for approximately one month. ShangFan became obsessed with Blue Demon. He uses it on my body without a hitch, which in turn means I don’t even have the opportunity to harm myself. My body has already lost sensation since a long time ago. I can’t remember exactly how long, it’s probably been half a month.

I can’t feel the change in temperature, nor the stabbing pain that should exist. It’s like I’m living in a mould. I’m wandering around in it and I can’t feel anything…

The only person I can see is ShangFan. There are times where I see him sitting in the near distant sunlight and I get a great urge to touch him, or even talk to him.

The majority of the time I’m with ShangFan is when he’s sitting in front of the large gold-plated table in the room and is handling his files. It’s so silent is outrageous. No matter whether I’m asleep or not, he will always carry me over onto the sofa to one side, and because I can’t move, I pretty much sit on top and look at him, or gaze at the sunshine outside for the entire day.

If it’s a rainy day, then he usually pulls the curtains shut, opens the ceiling light in the room and then drinks a glass of red wine with me. After feeding me, he would often ignore the huge pile of files on the table and instead, and tells me things that happened between him and my father whilst hugging me…

“He really likes red wine, and he really likes a sentence said by William Young: ‘A bunch of grapes is beautiful, motionless and pure, but it is just a fruit; as soon as it’s crushed, it will become a type of creature, because after it becomes wine, it will possess the life of a creature’.”

He says that this is the most attractive thing about wine, and at the same time is also the most attractive thing about me.

That day, I finally ask him just what part of a charm that’s been crushed out is attractive.

He softly laughs as he opens the curtains, the weather outside is dark and full of dense clouds, rain water constantly falls from the grey sky. I watch them fall to the ground. The picture on top makes me fall apart…

A man is hugging another man on a large and spacious sofa.

The ice cold glass clearly depicts the current picture. The tall man is wearing a shirt, the shirt is very well fitted and the collar is slightly open, revealing the distinct lines of his skin texture beneath. He has rigid features and a cold indifferent expression. One hand is swirling the tall glass he’s holding, while the other hand is overbearingly wrapped around the other male’s waist. His face shows leisure and comfort, the astute profile of his face is more than enough to make any woman fall in love.

On the other hand, the other person is a male on the skinnier side. He is currently being held around the waist by a pair of vigorous and strong hands. He’s only wearing a bluish white long night robe. One side of the robe is slit open right down to crotch area for easy movement. His two feet are crossed and curled up together. His paleness is slightly horrifying, but you can’t deny that it’s very seductive…

His ankle is delicate with defined contours, causing people to have the desire to want to take a bite.

The person’s eyes are lifeless, a head of messy, scattered black hair is all over the place in a disorderly fashion, which makes him seem even more delicate and pure like that of a doll. He’s so silent people would instantly stop breathing. Probably due to being fed wine mouth to mouth, his lips seem shiny and glossy beneath the light in the room.

I reach out with my hand and I can’t help but touch the person’s face in the glass. It’s only then that I shockingly realise, that person is me…

It’s me…

“No…”

I produce an ugly noise and shake my head, this isn’t me, it’s not me! I, who constantly forced myself to make my senses vanish and wait for Ye CanSheng to come finally breaks down at that very moment. Feelings of disgust flood over me, I struggle but ShangFan grabs onto my wrists.

He licks my earlobe and says, “This is what you originally look like after you’ve been crushed. Now I’m finally starting to understand Ye CanSheng’s feelings for doing those things.”

All my movements stop instantly. I look at the person reflected in the glass window and I’m now certain that waiting is useless. Right now I’m in Hong Kong. Just how many towns and cities must CanSheng search through to discover that I’m no longer in mainland China…?

This realisation makes me extremely frightened. I tremble as I look at the constantly falling raindrops outside and think about how CanSheng is most scared of lightning. I don’t know if the place I live at is also raining. The home that belongs to me and CanSheng…

Before I would always stay alive because I was waiting for CanSheng to find me, to come pick me up. No matter what he decides to do to me, it will be better than what it is now.

The person beside me isn’t in love with me, he wants my body. He wants to turn me into the person in his memories, a puppet who is obedient and delicate.

And the reason why CanSheng doesn’t care about my body is because he simply just wants me and my life.

He doesn’t care about my appearance, he just wishes for there to be his marks on my body, because I belong to him…

This is the exact feeling that I, Fang YunSheng want. I want this sort of enthusiastic devotion.

I can’t be someone’s substitute. I can only be one of a kind.

Ye CanSheng is also the only person in my heart.

And now I understand, I need to rid myself of the current situation and become me again.

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