C115 – Violent Possession

Chu Chen’an suddenly sneezed and rubbed the tip of his nose, he had just woken up from his nap and was now sleepily reading today’s news on the sofa.

 

[It is reported that the Star Group’s giant ship will set sail tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m. This time, like previous years, the journey will be far and long. The giant ship will go deep into the ocean’s information-free zone in three days, which is the first giant ship in our country to develop economic tourism.]

 

Chu Chen’an watched in a daze; the fluorescent light of the TV flickered and reflected on his face. He relaxed into the sofa, and just as he was about to change the channel, the mobile phone beside him rang; the caller was Jiang Lin.

 

“Hey,” Chu Chen’an said, “what’s wrong? Why did you suddenly call me?”

 

“The club’s death party has been scheduled for two days from now. After three days into the ocean’s no-information zone, they will throw some of the bodies into the sea.” Jiang Lin said, “Chen An, I still want to remind you, let’s hurry up and leave together while Qin Jue hasn’t recognized you; it’ll be much easier.”

 

Although Jiang Lin had mentioned it many times, Chu Chen’an still coldly rebuffed, “No need.”

 

“He’s just a game NPC; what kind of emotional cache can he have?” Jiang Lin’s tone was restrained as he spoke, “After you changed your identity, he still hasn’t recognized you. Chen An, please be clear-headed. You will eventually return to the real world. If he can kill you the first time, there will be a second time.”

 

Jiang Lin’s tone was obviously a bit paranoid, causing Chu Chen’an to sneer.

 

What Chu Chen’an hated the most was Jiang Lin’s pointing finger.

 

He couldn’t figure out how Jiang Lin could judge this past event with such self-righteousness. Back then, when he was still a cannon fodder player, he blocked a lot of damage for Jiang Lin, the protagonist player, and the worst time was the time when Qin Jue mistakenly injured him.

 

He blocked a knife for Jiang Lin and died on the spot.

 

Qin Jue was particularly horrible at that time; his anger and sadness overtook his reasoning, and he split Jiang Lin directly into two pieces.

 

Qin Jue held the cold body of Chu Chen’an and guarded him for a whole night in a paranoid and pathological manner.

 

Then a few days later, he drove a car into the sea and martyred himself.

 

But he didn’t die, instead he lost his memories of those years.

 

Looking back, Chu Chen’an couldn’t help but marvel at how fate played tricks on people.

 

Although Qin Jue had forgotten him, when they met again, he still fell in love with him as always.

 

Seaside.

 

Roses.

 

Love words.

 

Each of these was so coincidentally repeated again.

 

Just like destiny.

 

……

 

“I’ll hang up now if there’s nothing else.” Chu Chen’an said.

 

“Wait,” Jiang Lin said, “Let’s have dinner together in the evening; I want to talk to you about tomorrow’s specific plan.”

 

Chu Chen’an helplessly responded, “Okay, set the time and place; just send me the address.”

 

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

 

A “ding” sound came from the door.

 

The door opened automatically.

 

Immediately, he heard the sound of fast walking; he raised his head and looked over at the sound and was embraced by Qin Jue, who came in quickly.

 

Qin Jue’s breath was disordered, his face pressed against Chu Chen’an’s shoulder, and those iron-like arms grabbed him tightly like a shackle.

 

Qin Jue’s face was gloomy, and his eyes were slightly red. His sharp eyes seemed to conceal a hint of sinister and violent gloom.

 

He exhaled heavily and held Chu Chen’an tightly, as if he wanted to knead him into his body.

 

Chu Chen’an was held by Qin Jue; he didn’t dare to move. His chin rested on Qin Jue’s shoulder, with clear eyes open.

 

It seemed as if a century had passed.

 

Neither spoke.

 

The sound of the TV seemed too loud.

 

Qin Jue hugged him tightly; they had obviously only been separated for a few hours, but it was as if they had been reunited after a long time.

 

Chu Chen’an blinked, and his hand held onto Qin Jue’s shoulder.

 

He felt slightly uneasy about Qin Jue’s behavior and broke the unnatural calm in a small voice, “What’s wrong with you?”

 

Qin Jue’s palm stroked along Chu Chen’an’s back and then covered his stomach; he felt the soft skin and lifted a corner of the hem of Chu Chen’an’s clothes.

 

The skin of Chu Chen’an’s abdomen was smooth and white; no scars were visible.

 

Qin Jue kept looking at that spot, silent.

 

He looked at Qin Jue in a confused manner.

 

Qin Jue’s fingertips lightly rubbed against his skin, as if he was stroking a precious and fragile treasure.

 

Chu Chen’an carefully looked at his gloomy expression and grabbed the corner of his shirt.

 

He was a little nervous, so he leaned back on the sofa and asked again, “What’s wrong with you?”

 

Qin Jue’s hands were large, and one palm almost fully covered the front of his waist. He was silent for a moment before he asked, “Before Jiang Lin, did you ever have another man?”

 

What a strange question.

 

Chu Chen’an glanced at Qin Jue’s cloudy eyes and was a little afraid to speak.

 

Qin Jue’s expression at the moment was like the treacherous calm before a storm, making him feel vaguely uneasy; his heart was beating nervously.

 

“Speak.” Qin Jue carefully scrutinized him.

 

Chu Chen’an didn’t know whether to answer yes or no; he frantically blinked and shook his head very abashedly, “No, no.”

 

He carefully pushed the hands that were wrapped around his body, but unfortunately it didn’t move.

 

“No?”

 

Qin Jue frowned, his eyes gloomy and terrifying.

 

He stood up and walked back and forth in front of Chu Chen’an twice. His sinister expression deepened, jealousy and anger intertwined. He didn’t know what he was fighting for as he repeated, “You said no?!”

 

Qin Jue’s sudden anger made him tremble; he didn’t understand why Qin Jue was angry.

 

Could it be that he wasn’t satisfied with his answer?

 

Chu Chen’an wrinkled his nose, and even his curled eyelashes were trembling; he looked pitiful.

 

He really couldn’t guess Qin Jue’s mind; he quietly asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

 

Qin Jue looked at Chu Chen’an’s wet eyes and gradually suppressed the hostility in his heart again.

 

He couldn’t afford to lose him again.

 

Qin Jue lightly kissed Chu Chen’an’s lips, took Chu Chen’an into his arms, and made him sit on his lap.

 

He restrained his anger and held his hand tightly.

 

After a long time, he said, “Break up with Jiang Lin now; I want to be with you.”

 

Qin Jue directly took out the mobile phone that Chu Chen’an had been trying to get back, tapped the phone’s address book, slid to Jiang Lin’s contact page, and dialed the number.

 

Afterwards, he handed the mobile phone to Chu Chen’an, “Baby, haven’t you always wanted this mobile phone back? Tell him now, and after that, I’ll give the mobile phone back to you.”

 

Chu Chen’an looked at the number that was already dialed, and in the face of the sudden situation, his fingers nervously clasped the leather of the sofa, “… I want to slow things down for a while; is it okay to do it on another day?”

 

“Right now.” Qin Jue smiled, held his little hand, and put the phone in his palm. “I’ll watch you as you talk; if you don’t want to say it, let me say it.”

 

Chu Chen’an felt that Qin Jue had become different since he came back, but he couldn’t tell how.

 

Qin Jue was clearly smiling, but the smile was so gloomy that it scared him.

 

Chu Chen’an had no choice but to bite the bullet and put the phone to his ear. After a long wait, the phone beeped.

 

The other party didn’t answer.

 

Chu Chen’an breathed a sigh of relief.

 

He curtly wrapped his arms around Qin Jue’s neck, “He didn’t answer, why don’t we talk about it next time?”

 

“Then we won’t call again.” Qin Jue kissed the back of Chu Chen’an’s hand.

 

His eyes were still as gloomy and dangerous as a viper’s as he gazed at Chu Chen’an and said, “Doesn’t he just happen to live in the room next to ours? Let’s go and pay him a visit.”

 

[Ding!]

 

[Warning!]

 

[Warning!]

 

[Please pay attention to assessing the risk of damage from the behind-the-scenes NPCs to your teammates’ and take the appropriate precautions.]

 

Alarm bells went off in Chu Chen’an’s heart, and he held Qin Jue’s hand back to try and save the situation. “It’s better not to; it isn’t convenient to see him. Why don’t I contact him on my phone …?”

 

“It’s okay, I’ll go see him alone.” Qin Jue patted his waist and placed him on the sofa, casually took a blanket, and put it around him. “Be good; wait for me to come back.”

 

Chu Chen’an tilted his head to look at him; seeing that he could no longer stop him, he quickly added, “Hurry back when you finish; I… am hungry.”

 

“Okay.” Qin Jue rubbed his hair, turned around, and closed the door of the hotel suite.

 

When Chu Chen’an heard the door close, he hurriedly pulled off the blanket on his body, walked barefoot to the door, and looked through the cat’s eye. Qin Jue had already walked away, the door was locked, and there were five or six tall and strong bodyguards standing at the door.

 

He was under house arrest in disguise.

 

Chu Chen’an quickly opened the system control panel; the page turned light red, which signaled a risk warning.

 

He frowned, clicked on the column of teammates, and spent seven or eight thousand gold coins to open the system contact page and contact Jiang Lin.

 

Chu Chen’an: [Qin Jue is going to find you.]

 

Chu Chen’an: [Try not to start a conflict with him, and agree to whatever he says.]

 

Chu Chen’an: [Don’t try to provoke him.]

 

Chu Chen’an: [Everything is for the mission.]

 

This time, the copy teammate and his main quest were bound in an affiliation; if his teammate died accidentally, then the main quest would directly fail.

 

In other words, if Jiang Lin died unexpectedly, the world would collapse.

 

Jiang Lin replied after a long time: [You don’t have to care]: [There’s no way I’d be stupid enough to let him kill me a second time].

 

Chu Chen’an sighed.

 

With Jiang Lin’s terrible temper, it would be strange if he didn’t get killed by Qin Jue.

 

……

 

Qin Jue stood opposite Jiang Lin and swung Jiang Lin’s wheelchair; Jiang Lin fell to the ground, messy and wretched.

 

As soon as Qin Jue entered the room, he kicked his wheelchair hard, causing him to fall to the ground in humiliation. His lower body was paralyzed, so he could only prop himself up on the sofa and half sit up.

 

Jiang Lin’s arm moved forward with difficulty, trying to touch his glasses.

 

Qin Jue raised his foot, and his spotless black leather shoes stepped on the back of his hand, also stepping on and breaking his glasses with it.

 

“Mr. Qin, what do you mean by this?” Jiang Lin asked stoically.

 

“I have nothing to do here.” Qin Jue glanced at him coldly, and said, “Mr. Jiang, break up with Chen’an; you are not suitable for him.”

 

“What right do you have to say that?”Jiang Lin said.

 

“By the fact that I like him, I want to be with him.”

 

Qin Jue glanced at him with cold eyes, violent killing intent hidden in his eyes as he sneered, “You shouldn’t think that I’m negotiating with you.”

 

“Mr. Qin,” Jiang Lin clenched his fists, “You’re going too far. I’m in a good relationship with Chen’an now; you can’t interfere…”

 

Qin Jue interrupted Jiang Lin’s words, “You mean I am the third party?”

 

Jiang Lin was so angry that his teeth itched, and his eyes glared crimson. “Isn’t it?”

 

“I don’t see you as a competitor.” Qin Jue got up and grabbed Jiang Lin’s scalp, then he pressed his head heavily on the ground and said softly “You are a dispensable dog in my eyes; you really think you are worthy of him?”

 

Jiang Lin’s forehead was hit, and blood flowed down his face.

 

He recalled that back then in the dark and cold basement, Qin Jue was in this position holding a chainsaw … and sawing him alive into two pieces.

 

The pain in his memories and the resentment and fear rubbed together made Jiang Lin unable to stop himself from trembling, and he shivered, “…… What do you want?”

 

Qin Jue: “You tell me.”

 

Jiang Lin gritted his teeth. “It’s impossible for me to break up with Chen An.”

 

Qin Jue’s eyes were full of hostility; he clenched his jaw and yelled, “Don’t call his name! Are you worthy!?”

 

Qin Jue grabbed Jiang Lin’s hair and slammed it to the ground a few times. There were broken glass fragments on the ground, and Jiang Lin’s face was now covered with blood.

 

Jiang Lin breathed hard and choked a few times. “You, even if you kill me, you can’t change the fact that Chen An will only be more afraid of you; he will still choose me.”

 

Qin Jue laughed a few times and smoothed the ends of his hair that fell on his forehead from front to back. He leaned close to Jiang Lin’s ear and said in a deep voice, like the god of death: “Why, do you want me to saw you in half again?”

 

Jiang Lin’s confidence instantly disappeared; his eyes widened in dismay, and the ghastly memories of the past once again flooded into his mind as he recalled that gloomy basement.

 

Drilling sharp pains followed, the stench of rotting, slashing corpses …

 

Jiang Lin’s eyes were filled with shock and 10,000% fear; his pupils trembled as he looked towards Qin Jue, and his hands shook violently. “You … you actually … how is this possible…”

 

“If you don’t want to be a divided corpse once again, I advise you not to tell Chen’an yet.”

 

Qin Jue suppressed his smile and let him go. He resumed the demeanor of a gentleman, got up, and went to the kitchen area to wash his hands, wiped them with a handkerchief, and said, “I’m actually very curious; how can a selfish and useless thing like you still be alive?”

 

Qin Jue knew that Chu Chen’an and Jiang Lin’s strange resurrection wasn’t a coincidence; they inevitably had secrets and purposes that he didn’t know.

 

Qin Jue wasn’t in a hurry to press the issue.

 

After a long time, Jiang Lin said in a trembling voice, “…… We’ll break up.”

 

“You should have said this earlier.” Qin Jue nodded with satisfaction and retreated and opened the door of the room. “Remember what I just said, Mr. Jiang; I will come back to visit another day.”

 

With that, he left.

 

……

 

Qin Jue held a large bunch of roses and opened the door to his room, saying tenderly, “Baby, I’m back.”

 

Chu Chen’an had waited anxiously in the room for a long time; he looked towards the door as soon as he heard his voice.

 

Qin Jue’s eyes were full of love, and he placed the rose in Chu Chen’an’s arms. He held onto Chu Chen’an’s cold little hand. “Winter is coming soon; do you want to see snow?”

 

Chu Chen’an pinched the rose petals; he was obviously stunned, even as he responded in a trembling voice, “What …?”

 

He looked at Qin Jue with bewilderment; it was as if he saw the shadow of the crazy Qin Jue from back then.

 

He could see that Qin Jue’s eyes had changed; they had become deeper and more dangerous, making him unable to see through them.

 

Qin Jue leaned down and kissed his lips, demanding a kiss like a desert thirsting for sweet rains, and pressed him down on the sofa.

 

“Hmm.”

 

Qin Jue ripped off his tie and bound his hands. Chu Chen’an panicked; he tried to look at his wrists, but the strong kiss took away his autonomy.

 

Chu Chen’an gasped for air as he was kissed; his lips were moist, and he exhaled a dense mist.

 

Then his ears immediately heard the sound of fine plastic.

 

Chu Chen’an looked over and saw what Qin Jue was holding in his hand, then his eyes abruptly widened.

 

Qin Jue said, “I bought it when I bought flowers today. It’s strawberry flavoured. You’ll definitely like it.”

 

He always liked it before.

 

The sounds he made were also good.

 

Qin Jue liked the thought about it. He whispered in Chu Chen’an’s ear, “But we don’t need it today.”

 

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TN:

QJ is so crazy 🤭