"I'm sorry, we can't disclose students' personal information. If you are really friends, you shouldn't have come here …"
Facing the staff's puzzled eyes and questions, Tala and Chen Mingming didn't say much. They just said a few words and left in a hurry.
Tala said that she was looking for that person, but what she thought of was that she checked that person's registration information in the library and found this school.
However, it was convenient for students to freely enter and leave different schools in the university district, so it wasn't difficult for them to find this university's teaching office.
Tala boasted when she came here.
"I'm sorry … I didn't expect that he had dropped out."
Chen Mingming shook his head and didn't say anything.
This was a very strange thing. It was somewhat out of Chen Mingming's expectation of daily life … Just like the mysterious place he had been to before, it was also full of unexpected feelings.
He was a person who planned everything well. He always believed that as long as things were planned well, even if there were errors, they should be controllable.
Tala sat down dejectedly on the chair in the corridor of the teaching office building. She said half-jokingly and half-helplessly, "Well, you borrowed that person's book and now you can even study abroad!"
Chen Mingming lowered his head, not knowing what to think.
But there was no doubt that Tara was a girl full of whimsical ideas … or rather, she didn't have too many restrictions on her. She squatted in front of Chen Mingming, propping up her chin with both hands and looking up at his lowered face.
Like teasing a cat, the squatting Tala stretched out her hand and wanted to poke Chen Mingming's forehead with her finger.
But before she succeeded, Chen Mingming had caught her wrist.
Tala smiled, "You're holding the wrong place."
Her hand magically broke away from Chen Mingming's palm, and then her five fingers leaned forward and clasped Chen Mingming's fingers, "It should be like this."
She showed a complacent expression.
The delicate feeling from the girl's fingers was very clear, like jade, smooth and cold.
But Chen Mingming loosened his palm after a while, and said indifferently, "It's late, let's call it a day."
Tala showed a pitiful expression, and then immediately cheered up, "Tomorrow, how about we find him tomorrow?"
"How?" Chen Mingming shook his head.
Tala smiled and said, "Let's just stroll around. Maybe we'll find one."
If he had already dropped out of school and went abroad to study, he wouldn't have stayed here, and they wouldn't have bumped into each other … So there were no ifs.
Chen Mingming did not agree. He turned around and casually waved his hand as a rejection.
Tala cupped his hands in front of his lips as he looked at Chen Mingming's back. "I'll look for you tomorrow!"
Chen Mingming didn't mind. If he couldn't afford the library, he wouldn't be able to touch it … Yes, this was controllable.
…
…
The moment he turned around, a burning sensation made Zhao Le gradually wake up.
The moment he opened his eyes, everything around him seemed hazy. He subconsciously went to look for his glasses … He found them and placed them on the cabinet next to him.
After putting on the glasses, Chen Mingming looked around in confusion.
There was no doubt that this was a hotel room, and the decoration was very exquisite. The price for a night's stay should not be low — but this was not what he was concerned about. What he cared about was why he was here.
When he fell asleep, who brought him to this place, and … pain.
He felt a burning pain all over his body, and it wasn't just in one place. A trace of panic flashed through Zhao Le's eyes … He hurriedly ran to the bathroom and took off his coat. He turned his back to the mirror and looked at his own back.
Red scars … Streaks of red scars had even broken through his skin. They were like red snakes that coiled around his back. Every single one of these scars was the source of a burning pain.
Zhao Le only felt that his head was still very heavy … What happened in the process of him losing consciousness?
He couldn't have fallen asleep for no reason … Was it Dong Shaofeng?
Subconsciously, Zhao Le picked up the phone and opened the social media app — On the way, Dong Shaofeng used the excuse of leaving the phone with a friend to persuade Zhao Le to add him as a friend.
— What did you do to me!!
After sending the message, Zhao Le held the phone with both hands and stared at the screen. Time passed by.
Suddenly, the screen flashed.
A photo popped up!
In the photo, Zhao Le saw himself … He instantly felt a chill run down his spine and his face turned pale!
In the photo, he was naked and kneeling on the ground. There was a collar around his neck. The collar was connected to a chain and was being held by a woman.
The woman was wearing a very revealing leather jacket and a butterfly-shaped mask …
— Dong Shaofeng!! You son of a bitch, what did you do to me …
However, before he could finish typing the message, the screen flashed again and again. One photo after another appeared on the screen of Zhao Le's phone.
In the photo, 'Zhao Le' had an intoxicated expression on his face. He was either lying on the ground or lying on the ground, moaning loudly. He was like a tamed pet that was being wantonly toyed with by the queen-like woman.
He was unable to continue typing the unfinished message. Zhao Le's hands seemed to have been drained of strength and he leaned against the wall and slid down to sit down.
At this moment, the notifications had stopped. Instead, a video appeared … Zhao Le's hands trembled as he tapped on the video.
In the video, the woman's laughter was loud and clear. She waved the whip and lashed Zhao Le's body again and again.
"Does it feel good, little puppy?"
"Good … good …"
"Do you want this sister to hit you a few more times?"
"Yes …"
"Bark like a dog, bark!!"
"Woof, woof, woof!!"
Unbearable images and filthy words … they were not censored.
Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong —!
— The other party requested a voice call.
Zhao Le picked up the phone with trembling hands and accepted the call. The anger in his heart made him roar, "Dong Shaofeng!! You son of a bitch!!! "
"How am I a son of a bitch? This woman must have at least ten thousand yuan to play with. What, is her body not good enough? As a brother, I'm not bad, right? "
"Dong Shaofeng!!! What do you want to do!! "
"Zhao Le, I won't talk nonsense with you. The people that I, Dong Shaofeng, want to bully have never resisted. Listen carefully, from now on, you will do whatever I ask you to do. Even if I ask you to strip naked, you better not say no. "
"No way!!!"
"Think carefully, you are a good student … Tsk, tsk, if these photos and videos are posted outside … Aiya, what do you think those teachers and students who think you are good will think of you? Eh … this man is so dirty? I heard that you have an older sister? How about I send some to your sister … Don't worry, there are more shocking things to come. Do you want me to let you have a look first, classmate Zhao Le? "
"How dare you!!!" Zhao Le's eyes were about to burst.
"Then see if I dare or not … Remember, playing with me is like trying to break an egg against a jade stone. If you break, at most I will be dirty, and it will be clean with a wipe. Before class tomorrow, go to the West District and buy a set of fried dumplings from Huang Shang Lou. Remember, before class. "
"Dong Shaofeng!! Young Master Dong …!!! "
— 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's hands dropped down at once, and he reached out to grab his hair … his head, and knocked it against the wall.
He sat there motionless, as though he had lost his soul, and his eyes were lifeless.
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 lit up at once, and the phone rang a few times before it was connected. Everything was instinctive.
"Little Le? What's wrong with you? You haven't come over for so long, did something happen? "
It was a worried and anxious tone.
Zhao Le's heart trembled. He tried to force himself to smile, but the voice that came out of his throat was hoarse. "It's nothing, sis, I'm fine …"
"Smile, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh … Maybe I just woke up." Zhao Le took a deep breath carefully. "I have an exam in two days, so I went to the library to read in the afternoon. Maybe I was too tired, so I fell asleep … I just woke up, and my throat feels a little uncomfortable."
"Is that so … You, ah, I told you not to work so hard." Zhang Xiaoqin sighed and said, "How about this, I'll let the people from the center help me out, and then I'll take a taxi back. You don't have to come and pick me up, it's too late."
"No, it's fine, I'll come over now." Zhao Le quickly got up and looked at the bruises all over his body in the mirror. He gritted his teeth and began to put on his clothes. "I'll be there soon, sis, just wait for a while. I'm worried about you being alone! "
"All right, there's no need to rush."
"I got it."
Zhao Le took a deep breath, dressed neatly, lowered his head and hurried out of the Xihai Restaurant.
…
"Dong Shaofeng!! Young Master Dong … "
In the private room of the bar, a beast-like roar came from the phone, and then the call was directly turned off by Dong Shaofeng. After this, Dong Shaofeng's two teammates burst into laughter.
"I can already imagine the look on that coward's face when he goes crazy! Too funny, Young Master Feng! This move of yours is really amazing!! "
"Yes, yes, I reckon that coward must be hiding and crying right now!"
"What's there to cry about? Maybe he's looking at his' wonderful display 'right now, and I'll take another shot? Hahaha!! "
Dong Shaofeng didn't say anything, and only sneered at the two guys who were laughing. Then, he casually picked up a bottle of beer and slowly drank it.
His teammate stopped laughing. "But Young Master Feng, I thought you would post these photos and videos tomorrow. Why, do you really want Zhao Le to work like a horse for you? "
Dong Shaofeng said indifferently, "If I post them now, I'll just play with them once. But as long as I have these things, I can play with them however I want for the next few years. Isn't it good to have more toys in school? "
His teammate said, "Isn't it too cheap to just let him buy a fried bun tomorrow?"
The other teammate slapped his head. "Idiot! Young Master Feng wants to woo the beauty of the faculty next door this time, and the bun is for her to eat! If I don't let this coward buy it, are you going to buy it yourself? "
As he said that, he looked at Dong Shaofeng and said flatteringly, "Young Master Feng, these photos, why don't you send me a few too and let me play with them?"
"If that's the case, Young Master Feng, give me a copy too!"
Dong Shaofeng gave him a copy. "Keep an eye on him, don't cripple him. There's still a long way to go."
"Got it!"
Then, the music in the private room started to play, and the few escorts also started to enter the room.
…
"Sister, it's been a long day, I'm tired. Get some water."
After washing Zhang Xiaoqin's feet and massaging, Zhao Le helped Zhang Xiaoqin lie down and covered her with a blanket. Then, he turned off the lights and went out.
"You ah, don't go to sleep later. If you collapse from exhaustion, I don't know how to take care of you. "
Zhang Xiaoqin, who was lying on the bed, turned around and looked at Zhao Le as she reminded him carefully.
"I know." Zhao Le replied softly and closed the door of the room.
His smile, his calmness, at this moment, he finally couldn't maintain it … Zhao Le stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqin's room, his palm pressed against the door, slowly sliding down, grabbing … until his knuckles turned white.
He stood there for a long time before returning to the room. He took off his clothes, then found some medicine and started to wipe the wounds on his body.
The moment the medicine touched the wounds, the burning pain made Zhao Le clench his teeth.
Zhao Le's eyes burst out with terrifying hatred … At this moment, as if something was calling him, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the top of the wardrobe — the box he stuffed there.
He didn't know who sent the thing in the box. Perhaps it was just a prank, or perhaps it was something else … But he didn't dare to casually deal with the thing in the box. His intuition told him that the thing inside the box was real.
The description of the silver pistol written on the paper card that he discarded, word by word emerged clearly in Zhao Le's mind.
He stood up abruptly.
But his movement was too big that he bumped into the desk. The desk shook and the calendar on the desk fell down. When Zhao Le saw the number circled in red on the calendar, he immediately sat down dejectedly and calmed himself down.
"I can't … take the risk."
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 had good achievements in her career — although his mother and Zhou Yusheng divorced a few months ago, they had been living separately for a long time.
They bought the house less than a year ago and spent a lot of money on it in a bustling area.
Looking at the situation, his mother probably wouldn't come back tonight. Chen Mingming took a bottle of water from the fridge and returned to his room.
He sat in front of his desk, and the events that happened after he met Tara flashed through his mind.
He then shook his head and began to tidy up his things. Everything on his table was neatly tidied up. Even the bottle that had been placed on the table had the words on the label facing the edge of the table.
Chen Mingming pulled open the drawer and took out a sketch book.
Flipping it open, one of the pages was a sketch he drew in the riverside corridor a few days ago … His drawing skills were good, and it could be said to be a super realistic style.
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