C109 – Violent Possession

Chu Chen’an exhaled in exasperation, pinched the landline phone, and threw his clothes on the sofa.

 

Although Qin Jue had lost his memory, he still showed goodwill towards him in just a few days, sending him roses and making every effort to approach him.

 

And he also knew his room number.

 

He looked at the time; it was now nine o’clock in the evening. He had just bought that phone and didn’t want to buy another one.

 

He hesitated but still asked, “Can you ask the attendant to bring it down?”

 

Qin Jue slowly responded, “I think it’s better for you to personally pick up this valuable item.”

 

Chu Chen’an: “……”

 

Chu Chen’an rubbed the back of his neck, vaguely feeling that something wasn’t right.

 

Qin Jue definitely didn’t have any good intentions.

 

However, Qin Jue’s attitude was strong, so he could only compromise. He changed into his pajamas, tidied up his hair, and dressed neatly before slowly making his way to the top floor.

 

He stood at the door of the presidential suite and moved to ring the bell, but he realized that the door had been opened a long time ago. The door was half-closed, and it was gloomy inside, with no light coming through.

 

Chu Chen’an swallowed, hesitated for half a second, then pushed open the door and walked in.

 

When he arrived at the sofa, the light at the door went out in an instant, and the room turned pitch black. Chu Chen’an was startled and raised his hand to explore.

 

“Qin… Qin Jue?” Chu Chen’an was a little afraid and subconsciously called out to him.

 

After half a second of silence in the darkened room, Qin Jue’s voice rang out.

 

“You’re here?” Qin Jue asked. He walked closer to Chu Chen’an and held his arm. “Sorry, the lights in the room suddenly stopped working; I’ve already notified the waiter to come and fix it.”

 

Qin Jue’s voice was low, making him unable to hear his emotions at the moment. Chu Chen’an’s small hand tightly grasped Qin Jue’s palm, instinctively developing fear of the darkness.

 

His voice was weak, and his figure was small and frail, making him seem pitiful.

 

“Are you afraid of the dark?” Qin Jue examined him in the darkness, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly.

 

He approached Chu Chen’an, and almost in an instant, he leaned forward and pressed Chu Chen’an onto the soft sofa.

 

Chu Chen’an was startled, and before he could hold onto Qin Jue’s shoulders, his lips touched the other party’s soft, thin lips. Chu Chen’an’s eyes widened, he slightly opened his mouth, and his little tongue was slowly licked by the other party, and at the end, the other party also lingeringly moved over his teeth and lips.

 

What a coincidence.

 

The lights in the room suddenly came back on.

 

Qin Jue propped himself up and got close to him, the ambiguous heat lingering around Chu Chen’an.

 

“Sorry, it was too dark just now… I couldn’t stand still.” Qin Jue’s voice was magnetic, but his apology wasn’t sincere; there was even a smug smile on his face.

 

The blinding white light made Chu Chen’an squint his eyes; his face was red and his heart was pounding.

 

When he calmed down, he slowly opened his eyes and locked gazes with Qin Jue, who was close at hand, and in an instant, his mind was in disarray.

 

His gaze trembled and he hurriedly turned his head to the other side, his earlobes turning suspiciously red.

 

Qin Jue didn’t seem to be in a hurry either. He looked at him with drooping eyelids; his face was flushed and tender like a peach, making him want to take a bite.

 

Qin Jue looked at him like this; his heart was filled with uncontrollable love and joy, and his anger dissipated.

 

With a red face, Chu Chen’an pushed him, “You… you, get up first; where is my phone?”

 

The white light lingered on Chu Chen’an’s body, making his skin look even more white, tender, smooth, and mouthwatering.

 

Qin Jue propped one hand on his right side, and the other palm held Chu Chen’an’s wrist; only a little more force was needed to bind both of his hands.

 

He’d be locked inside the bedroom.

 

He’d be able to kiss his bare and alluring skin with impunity, completely possessing him and claiming him.

 

The obscure possessiveness was out of control, Qin Jue held Chu Chen’an’s other wrist…

 

“Let go of me first.” Chu Chen’an whispered.

 

Qin Jue was slightly stunned; he looked at Chu Chen’an’s reddened eyes and heavily swallowed before responding, “I’ll go get it for you.”

 

He let go of Chu Chen’an and walked towards the room, coming out with a cup of water and a white gift bag.

 

Chu Chen’an took the gift bag and opened it to take a look; it was indeed his mobile phone.

 

“Thank you; I’m going to go back first.” Chu Chen’an’s face was so red, he didn’t dare to stay any longer.

 

Qin Jue placed his hand on Chu Chen’an’s shoulder. “Won’t you sit for a while longer?”

 

Chu Chen’an shook his head, “No, I’m leaving.”

 

Qin Jue said with a smile on his face, “Okay, I accidentally kissed you just now. I’m sorry. Did I hurt your tongue?”

 

Qin Jue was always like this; he had to say it clearly, magnifying Chu Chen’an’s sense of shame.

 

Chu Chen’an’s eyes widened; he was both shy and annoyed. He pursed his lips and sharply retorted, “No!”

 

With the white gift bag in hand, Chu Chen’an got up and quickly left the room.

 

Qin Jue leaned his head on the sofa; perhaps it was too hot; he undid the two buttons on his shirt.

 

He licked his lips, seemingly still reminiscing about the kiss.

 

Qin Jue exhaled dryly and casually threw the object behind him onto the sofa.

 

It was a silver handcuff.

 

After Chu Chen’an went back, he put down that white gift bag and went straight to the bathroom to take another shower. He stood in front of the full-body mirror and put on his pajamas; his face was still red and hot, and the glistening droplets of water slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his collarbone.

 

As long as Chu Chen’an closed his eyes now, all he could think about was Qin Jue.

 

He looked at his crimson lips, slightly lost in thought.

 

Qin Jue had just kissed him and even licked his lips with his tongue per-versely.

 

He shook his head as if trying to shake Qin Jue out of his mind.

 

Did Qin Jue like him again?

 

How could it be so fast? He hadn’t done anything yet.

 

And it was in a state of amnesia…

 

He went to wash his face again.

 

“Ding ding ding ding ding.”

 

His doorbell rang, and he sighed, getting up to answer it.

 

He didn’t recognize the visitor at the door; he was wearing a pair of glasses, and he was tall and robust; he expressionlessly addressed him, “Excuse me, Mr. Chu, our young master sent an invitation.”

 

Chu Chen’an froze. “Your… young master? Who is it?”

 

“Mr. Chu really knows how to joke,” that bodyguard saw that Chu Chen’an hadn’t reacted yet and added, “Your fiancé, Jiang Lin, Young Master Jiang would like to see you.”

 

Chu Chen’an’s brain rumbled.

 

This prop card delivered the person so quickly.

 

He really wasn’t going to sleep tonight.

 

“Okay, wait a moment,” Chu Chen’an said. “I’ll go change my clothes.”

 

Bodyguard: “I’ll wait for you at the door.”

 

Chu Chen’an quickly changed into some random clothes, not bothering to fix his hair. The nature of meeting Jiang Lin and meeting Qin Jue was different; if he could, he didn’t even want to change his clothes.

 

Jiang Lin, this person, was very smart but very individualistic.

 

Previously, Jiang Lin had always been the protagonist player, and Chu Chen’an was the cannon fodder player.

 

Jiang Lin was in charge of the main quest, while his task was to be a cannon fodder, dying in various ways and carrying damage for the protagonist.

 

At that time, Chu Chen’an hadn’t adapted to this horrible copy game and was timid, but he would try to keep up with the group every time.

 

However, Jiang Lin never cared about efforts; he always stood in the center of the crowd, pointing the way. The most Jiang Lin ever said to him was, “If you can’t do it, don’t run around; stay and wait for death.”

 

And so in every single copy, he would work alone and be isolated before being tricked by the behind-the-scenes NPCs.

 

He didn’t like his cannon fodder quests because he had to be tied to Jiang Lin every time.

 

It was the same in this copy.

 

Chu Chen’an didn’t initially get involved with Qin Jue because he had just completed a mission with Jiang Lin that day; his hand was slightly injured by Jiang Lin, but Jiang Lin was also injured.

 

“If you hadn’t gone up to me and caused trouble, I wouldn’t have been injured; would I have needed you to block the blow for me?” Jiang Lin’s pride was too strong, and halfway through, he drove Chu Chen’an off the car.

 

It was snowing heavily that day. Chu Chen’an was only holding an umbrella in his hand; he was wearing thick gloves so no one could see that his hand was injured.

 

Because of the weather, many shops on the street were closed early; it looked cold and quiet. The little snowflakes on his eyelashes melted and froze, making him rub his eyes.

 

It was too cold.

 

As he walked, he found a flower shop with a warm yellow light that looked warm.

 

Maybe on the pretext of buying flowers, he could go in and warm up.

 

He rubbed his almost frozen hands together and decided to walk into the flower shop.

 

The flower shop manager smiled and told him welcome and told him to take his time.

 

Chu Chenan thought to himself.

 

This shopkeeper was the gentlest person he had seen today.

 

He circled around the flower shop twice slowly, and his body finally warmed up. Eventually, he stopped in front of a conspicuous bunch of red roses.

 

The shopkeeper said, “This bouquet of roses is the last bouquet of the day, and there’s on special offer on it. Buying it will make your mood better.”

 

Chu Chen’an nodded; he got 50% off and took the bouquet of roses out of the flower shop.

 

He had just walked down the street when he saw Qin Jue drunkenly lying next to a streetlight; his eyelashes were almost frozen by the snow.

 

Another unlucky guy.

 

He was hesitant for a long time, but he quietly went up and shared half of the umbrella with him.

 

Then, Qin Jue pestered him.

 

Qin Jue grabbed one of his roses and cheekily asked him, “What’s your name? Let’s be friends.”

 

“My name is Chen An.”

 

“That’s nice; my name is Qin Jue.”

 

He and Qin Hue took a taxi back together; Qin Jue came to annoy him every day, and their relationship gradually became familiar.

 

A few days later, at night, Chu Chen’an took advantage of the crowded mix-up and pushed Jiang Lin into the fountain pool.

 

He thought no one would notice.

 

As soon as he turned the corner, he found Qin Jue hiding there, laughing and applauding him.

 

Chu Chen’an hid his hands behind his back, like a schoolboy caught in the act.

 

Qin Jue’s eyes blazingly stared at him, then he came closer and said, “Don’t be afraid; I saw it all; it was him who jumped into the pool by himself.”

 

Chu Chen’an was then relieved.

 

Qin Jue went back with him and asked, “It’s fun to watch, isn’t it? Do you want to see him bungee jumping next time?”

 

…….

 

The elevator door opened.

 

Chu Chen’an came to the top floor again. There were three presidential suites on the top floor; the one in the center where Qin Jue lived was the main one, with the left and right as the second.

 

The bodyguard led him to the suite on the left, and as soon as Chu Chen’an walked in, he saw the back of the man by the floor-to-ceiling window.

 

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, and his back looked a bit cold and lonely.

 

After the bodyguard sent him back out, Chu Chen’an took a few steps closer, while the person in the wheelchair slowly held the wheelchair to turn over.

 

Jiang Lin’s face looked terrible as he looked at Chu Chen’an and said, “Long time no see, old teammate.”

 

Chu Chen’an looked at his familiar face, and his hands couldn’t help but clench into fists.

 

“That day when you blocked that slash from Qin Jue for me, I wanted to thank you,” Jiang Lin said. “It’s just a pity that I never had the chance; I didn’t realize that I would also be able to resurrect again.”

 

Chu Chen’an laughed coldly, “There’s no need.”

 

“I actually didn’t want you to block that knife for me.” Jiang Lin’s eyes reddened, and his expression was a bit bitter. “That day was too chaotic, and I had no choice. You know, I’m actually interested in you.”

 

Chu Chen’an interrupted him, “There’s no point in talking about this now; it’s better to think about how to finish the mission earlier.”

 

Jiang Lin coughed a few times and lowered his head, “Hmm.”

 

Chu Chen’an: “I have your contact information; if there are any clues about the mission, I’ll contact you directly on my mobile phone.”

 

Jiang Lin: “Cough cough cough… Okay.”

 

Chu Chen’an touched his trouser pocket and found that he didn’t have his mobile phone with him. He said, “Then I’ll go back first.”

 

Chu Chen’an turned around and walked towards the door of the room.

 

“Chen An,” Jiang Lin called out to him, “What I said that day has never changed; I’ll change my ways this time and take you back to the real world.”

 

Chu Chen’an said, “Don’t joke, I can go back on my own without you.” Besides, he still had Qin Jue.

 

“Qin Jue is just an NPC, while I’m a real person! Why can’t you look at me? I have powers too!” Jiang Lin said to his back.

 

“He’s more like a real person than you.” Chu Chenan frowned and left the room.

 

Jiang Lin was silenced, with crimson eyes and clenched hands.

 

Chu Chen’an never expected that such a selfish and arrogant person would confess his feelings to him in the last instance world, which became the indirect trigger that drove Qin Jue crazy.

 

Chu Chen’an didn’t understand how Jiang Lin’s thoughts became crooked; when Jiang Lin confessed to him, he thought that it was even more unbelievable than him being able to beat Qin Jue.

 

At that time, he thought Jiang Lin was just talking casually, but he never expected that Jiang Lin would say the same thing after his resurrection.

 

A person who had been isolating him, ostracizing him, and mocking him actually said to him one day, I like you; let’s be together.

 

Chu Chen’an suddenly felt sick to his stomach; this was the most outrageous thing he had ever encountered.

 

Returning to the room, he sat down on the edge of the bed and opened that exquisite white gift bag.

 

He took out the new white mobile phone and flipped it over before realizing that it wasn’t the one he bought yesterday!

 

This phone was also white and had a similar appearance to his phone. He was too anxious just now; he had only glanced at it and ran away, not expecting to be fooled again.

 

Suddenly…

 

The mobile phone screen automatically lit up; the caller was Qin Jue.

 

Chu Chen’an exhaled, slid right down the screen, and picked up the phone. “Hello.”

 

“Why didn’t you answer after so many calls?” Qin Jue said with a smile. “That mobile phone of yours had inferior functions; just use this one.”

 

“Don’t; quickly give it back to me.” Chu Chen’an’s cheeks bulged with anger.

 

“Did you open the white gift bag?”

 

Qin Jue played with Chu Chen’an’s mobile phone, clicked on his social software, found Jiang Lin’s contact, looked through their chat records, and found that they were all deleted; he pursed his lips, feeling a little disappointed.

 

“What?” Chu Chen’an took his phone and flipped through that white gift bag again and found that there was also a white gift box hidden inside.

 

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