KM: Chapter 29

You Chen knew Ji An was sick. That night, holding Ji An, he only felt pain, the pain of something hard. It was as if the person he thought about day and night had turned into a skeleton, and he could barely sense Ji An's signs of life. How could someone become so thin? You Chen held the person in his arms, his eyes concealing a dark and unclear emotion very well.

Ji An opened his mouth, not wanting to tell the truth, but You Chen knew him too well. Just by looking at his evasive gaze, You Chen knew he was going to lie. Cold fingers slipped in from the hem of his clothes, pinching his waist. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he could only honestly tell You Chen, "I… have a bit of anorexia."

You Chen frowned, raised his hand to press Ji An's head into his arms, took out his phone to search, quickly browsed, but said nothing. Ji An wanted to cry, and after choking a few times, You Chen asked him, "Can you only drink congee? And vegetarian food?" He answered with a nasal tone, "A… little bit."

You Chen responded softly, asking if he could walk on his own. He nodded and was led out of the restaurant by You Chen. You Chen sent a message to Chu Longyu, then took him to another restaurant, bought a portion of congee and boiled cabbage, and drove to his home.

Ji An still wouldn't let You Chen in, so You Chen stood in the stairwell, letting him hold the bowl of cabbage himself, feeding him a mouthful of congee and a mouthful of cabbage. He chewed slowly, and You Chen was not in a hurry, waiting for him to finish before feeding the next bite. He said he couldn't eat anymore, but that didn't work on You Chen. You Chen knew he had anorexia, yet he still forced him to finish everything, just like last night. And just like last night, he didn't feel nauseous.

You Chen was exceptionally silent, and he didn't speak either. After drinking the congee, You Chen immediately let go of him. He lowered his eyes, turned around, and went to open the door. The door was pushed open a little, and You Chen suddenly ruffled his hair from behind, opened his mouth but still said nothing. After pausing for a moment, he continued to push the door, entered the room without looking back, and closed the door.

You Chen stood in front of the door for a long, long time. That night, neither of them slept.

The next day, there was no shooting task, and Ji An didn't come. You Chen was editing photos. On the computer, Ji An's face was beautiful and cute. To make the photos look better, You Chen even had to photoshop Ji An to look a bit fatter. As he edited, he felt more and more uncomfortable, suddenly wanting to see Ji An. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the office, he heard that Ji An had submitted his resignation.

In that instant, You Chen's hatred and fear reached their peak. He would never let Ji An go a second time.

Ji An dragged his suitcase down the last step and looked up to see You Chen standing not far away, his eyes sinister and terrifying. He didn't have time to run; the suitcase was thrown into the trunk by You Chen, and he was tied up and thrown into the passenger seat. You Chen drove in silence, no matter how fearfully he called You Chen's name, You Chen didn't respond.

Midway, You Chen got out of the car to buy something. Through the slightly transparent bag, a few square boxes could vaguely be seen. Ji An's pupils shrank suddenly, shaking his head continuously. "You, You Chen… what are you going to do…"

You Chen finally turned to look at him, his nearly twisted expression making Ji An's scalp tingle. "Ji An, I warned you, but you always don't listen."

Ji An trembled, trying to explain, "I…"

You Chen suddenly erupted in anger, raising his hand to pound the steering wheel fiercely, "Ji An! Why are you so disobedient! Why! I told you not to run away again! Why don't you listen!"

Ji An was so scared that he cried uncontrollably, curling up in the seat, pressing himself against the door, not daring to speak. You Chen stared at him fiercely, gritting his teeth, "I gave you a chance."

Ji An fearfully closed his eyes. You Chen turned his head and stepped hard on the gas pedal. Ji An screamed in fright, holding his head and trembling all over, waves of dizziness and tinnitus attacking his consciousness, until he was picked up by You Chen and thrown onto the bed, it didn't stop.

You Chen stood by the bed, coldly watching him pant heavily. After a long time, he finally caught his breath, then climbed up crying, shaking his head to beg for mercy. He bent down to untie Ji An's hands, speaking in a deep voice, "Take off your clothes by yourself."

Ji An still shook his head, his body continuously shrinking back.

You Chen shouted, "Take them off!"

Ji An reflexively shuddered, his whole body stiff, tears falling in large drops. He trembled as he grabbed the hem of his clothes and slowly lifted it. After taking off his clothes, he bent down to untie his shoelaces, then his pants, exposing himself completely in front of You Chen with a dazed expression.

You Chen lifted his own shirt with one hand, pinching Ji An's neck and kissing him. Ji An's entire face was covered in tears. He knew Ji An was scared by him again, but he couldn't control himself at all. He had tolerated Ji An's avoidance of him to the greatest extent, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate Ji An wanting to run away again.

Thinking of this, You Chen kissed even harder, his burning palm covering Ji An's chest. He wanted to dig out Ji An's heart to see if he was in it. The unhealed wound was bitten open again. Ji An didn't know why kissing had become so painful, his tongue was bitten painfully, You Chen's kiss was like a brutal invasion, he had no ability to resist, nor did he want to resist. He wouldn't refuse You Chen, no matter what You Chen wanted to do.

Until Ji An couldn't breathe, the violent act on his lips finally ended. You Chen's kiss moved down, leaving dense kiss marks on his neck, lingering on the mark from last time, trying to deepen it again, turning it into a brand on his body.

You Chen bit fiercely, Ji An felt like the skin there must have broken, otherwise, it wouldn't hurt so much. But it seemed like the pain wasn't there, nor was it on his lips. Was it his chest? You Chen's hand was so strong, crazily pinching and rubbing. He remembered that youthful affair a long time ago, You Chen threatened him, saying that if he softened him up, it wouldn't hurt. He was scared then too, but didn't feel pain. So why did it hurt so much now?

Ji An thought in a daze, You Chen suddenly let go, allowing him to take a breath. The next second, he was bitten, he let out a short cry, then immediately turned his head to bury his face in the quilt, biting his lips tightly.

Soft lips, warm mouth, You Chen deliberately used his teeth to grind repeatedly, his chest heaving violently, his waist and abdomen arching up forcefully, only to be pressed down heavily by You Chen's palm.

The kneading on his lower abdomen truly made Ji An hurt. He couldn't help but cry out, finally knowing where it hurt, not the mark, not the lips, not the chest, not the lower abdomen, but his fragile heart, hurting to the point of spasming, trembling. Thinking that leaving You Chen was already painful, it turned out that clearly perceiving You Chen's hatred for him was the most painful.

It hurt so much. So much.

Ji An cried fiercely, You Chen leaned in to kiss him, in a daze he seemed to hear You Chen ask if it hurt. He didn't hear clearly, opened his eyes wanting to ask You Chen, but the spasms in his heart reminded him that You Chen hated him so much, how could he ask if it hurt. So he closed his eyes again, holding back his cries, quietly posing in a way that allowed himself to be bullied.

You Chen seemed to get angry again, leaned down to continue biting, he covered his mouth, refusing to make a sound, like a soft resistance. They confronted each other, but this confrontation quickly succumbed to lust, You Chen's low panting, Ji An's confused tears, the bulging veins on his forearm, the pink spreading on his jade-white skin.

With a click, something unknown, Ji An was picked up by You Chen, lying like a kitten on You Chen's shoulder. You Chen kissed his cheek, and wet fingers squeezed in. Ji An was caught off guard, instinctively cried out, then started crying, wanting to speak but unwilling to, only humming in his ear.

Probably scared, You Chen rubbed the back of Ji An's neck, his movements gentle and slow, waiting each time for Ji An to fully adapt, for the hum to lower before squeezing in the next one. When it was truly time to enter, sweat dripped from You Chen's chin, and Ji An couldn't help but rub against him.

You Chen pinched Ji An's waist, slowly pressing down. Ji An trembled non-stop in his arms, gritting his teeth as he entered the deepest, lowering his head to Ji An's ear to ask, "Does it hurt?"

This time Ji An heard clearly, he whimpered in grievance, shook his head saying it didn't hurt. You Chen finally saw him show weakness, thinking he had learned to be obedient, but didn't expect him to soon turn his face away, covering his mouth. No matter how hard You Chen tried, he wouldn't make a sound or turn back.

The anger suppressed in You Chen's chest was once again provoked. He pulled Ji An's hand away, pinned it aside, and fiercely slammed in, fast and heavy, determined to make Ji An bow his head. Unexpectedly, Ji An stubbornly refused to make a sound, biting his lips until they bled, his whole body turning excessively red, trembling violently, emotions on the verge of collapse.

You Chen sneered. Indeed, Ji An dared to say such things back then, a seemingly weak person who never looked back once he left, what couldn't he endure? No matter how much he forced, if Ji An didn't want to make a sound, he absolutely wouldn't. Then there was no need to torment himself.

You Chen thrust his waist forcefully, a vicious deep thrust, Ji An screamed and fainted. You Chen stopped, looked at Ji An for a long time, then bent down to hold him tightly, burying his head in Ji An's soft neck. Ji An slept in a daze, not seeing You Chen's lonely and aggrieved expression, nor would he know that You Chen had once held him in such a vulnerable way.

You Chen held him like this for a long time, noticing Ji An was about to wake up, he propped himself up and continued to crash fiercely. He deliberately hooked his finger at Ji An's mouth corner, not letting Ji An close his mouth, Ji An had no choice, lowly moaning and crying, being knocked unconscious by You Chen again and again, only to be awakened by You Chen again and again.

The sound of plastic packaging tearing echoed countless times in his ears, Ji An's throat was hoarse, he had no strength to cry, a limp mess continuously twitching and trembling, but even so, he refused to show weakness or beg for mercy.

You Chen sat up straight, kneeling on the bed, scooping Ji An into his arms again, hugging him from behind, forcefully thrusting into the deepest part. Ji An cried out, finally opening his mouth. "No… no! You Chen… You Chen! Don't… don't… too deep… I beg you…"

You Chen ignored him, Ji An cried for a while, suddenly struggling madly, weakly crying with a sob, "Wait… wait a minute, I need… need to go to the bathroom… You Chen… I beg you… really… I… I don't…"

"Hmm?" You Chen bit Ji An's ear, "Can't hold it anymore? Then do it here."

"No… I beg you… please…"

Ji An's broken appearance was pitiful and cute, You Chen covered his mouth from behind, thrusting even harder. Ji An let out a muffled scream, after a burst of intense trembling, he went limp in his arms, his body still twitching and convulsing in the afterglow of pleasure.

You Chen suddenly regretted covering his mouth. If Ji An could speak, would he call his name in the heat of the moment, say he liked him.