Pain fetish

Chapter 38 "In what mood is he watching me die"

This is the longest and shortest week that Qi Han has spent.

He split every day into seconds, like a terminally ill patient who competes with death for time, but in fact the essence is the same, because what awaits him seven days later is the beginning of eternal doom.

On Monday, he made another appointment with a photographer to take pictures.

Fortunately, the little boy was also brought back by his parents, and at the invitation of Fu Ge, he played a guest role as the son of the two.

In the photo, Qi Han put him on his neck, holding his two chubby hands. The two of them were stained with colorful pastry residues. Fu Ge smiled and took a handkerchief to help them wipe, but the children made trouble again. He jumped forward, just in time to be embraced by Qi Han.

The screen freezes at this moment.

Flower beds, grass, easels with bears painted on them, pots of multicolored paint scattered on the ground, a tall and handsome alpha, a gentle beta with long hair in his arms, and a child with a small melon cap on his shoulders.

As if a real family of three, the long-cherished wish of many years has been reflected in reality.

Qi Han printed many copies of that photo, the biggest one was hung on the bedside of his ward, and he could see it when he opened the door, but every time Fu Ge came in, he would quickly look away, and he didn't want to look at it.

Because he knew that the two of them did not deserve such a bright future.

On Tuesday, Qi Ji's foundation went from behind the scenes to the front.

Hundreds of donors voiced their voices at the same time, and a mourning activity themed on gland protection was launched on the Internet. The scientist who had passed away for nine years reappeared in the public eye. Only then did people know that this unknown pioneer was an omega gland Conservation has contributed.

"Brother Han, come here." Chen Xing pulled him into the room, and said mysteriously: "We found a total of [-] media outlets to release Uncle Qi's draft and the thank-you letter from the donors, but I found A few minutes before the release, another [-] media outlets sent out a press release, but the content was different, and they withdrew it immediately after we posted it.”

Qi Han frowned: "Is there a list?"

"Yes." Chen Xing took out his mobile phone and showed it to him, and said, "I checked, and they are all tabloids that have emerged in recent years, and the background is quite clean."

He touched his nose and smacked, "It's really weird, why would someone do the same thing as us, if it wasn't just a few minutes earlier than us, I wouldn't have discovered it, what is their purpose? Propaganda Positive energy? No way, it’s obviously organized, why don’t I check it out again?”

"No need." Qi Han stared at a media company on the list called "Snow Ying Cicada Sound". These four characters were the names Fu Ge gave his paintings in his third year of high school.

"I know who it is."

"Huh? You know again? Who is it?"

Qi Han moved his lips with difficulty, "An...an old friend."

Apparently, Fu Ge also knew that once the gland business was exposed, not only Qi Han would be destroyed, but his deceased father would also be affected. That's why Little Beta prepared such a move, planning to get Qi Ji out first.

He is still the same as before, with a clear distinction between love and hatred but not insane, he will not hurt others because of his hatred, he will deliberately destroy Qi Han, but at the same time he will carefully maintain his father's reputation.

Once the plan that has been prepared for three years is launched, Qi Han will be his only and inevitable hunting target.

On Wednesday, the Qi family tragedy was dug up and the business district was bombed.

The child who survived nine years ago has now become the president of the Chamber of Commerce, and countless media have reported it as heavy news.

In less than a day, all men, women and children in the capital knew of Qi Han's tragic life experience, even the little nurse in the hospital who hated him the most couldn't help but sympathize with him.

No matter where Qi Han went, there were people looking at him with probing eyes. They talked about the details of the year in a low voice, curious or sighing. Drag it out to loop.

During a nap in less than half an hour, Qi Han's shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

When he suddenly woke up, he was silent, and Yin Hong's eyes showed a bit of bewilderment at first, then confusion, and finally fear and helplessness.

Close your eyes to adjust your breathing, let the rise and fall of the chest slow down, put on a clean pajamas and go back to sleep, and raise your right hand to your eyes, pretending that neither the nightmare nor the things in the nightmare have visited his life, pretending that someone Cover his eyes when he wakes up.

This is a self-relieving method that Qi Han learned at the age of 14, and he has been using it until he is 23.

Perhaps the will was too strong this time, as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt a palm fall down, and the soft palm exuded the pine scent of paint.

Qi Han opened his eyes in disbelief, and he saw Little Beta sitting beside the bed with a calm expression.

He put one hand on Qi Han's forehead, and with the other he struggled to untie his coat. He raised his eyes after noticing Alpha's gaze, and asked, "Do you want to sleep a little longer? I'll accompany you."

Qi Han's eye circles were instantly covered by water mist, and his lips trembled in embarrassment: "Brother accompany me?"

Fu Ge was a little ashamed, and stopped unbuttoning his hand, "Don't you want it?"

"Yes, yes." Qi Han stretched out his hand to help him unbutton the last button. Fu Ge lay down under the quilt wearing a sweater, opened his arms to embrace him, and put his cheek against Fu Ge's heart.

"Ahan."

"Ok?"

"Don't look at it, don't think about it, I will be with you, and Mr. Bear will also sleep well today."

The long-lost title hit the weakest string in his head, Qi Han could hardly continue acting, his voice was choked and hoarse: "Are you real?"

"what?"

"Is brother really accompanying me?"

"of course."

"Will you stay by my side when you wake up?"

"of course."

"Will you always be by my side?"

"...Go to sleep, good afternoon."

Unexpectedly, he couldn't hear an affirmative answer, Qi Han blinked his wet red eyes, and he also knew that they would never be together forever.

On Thursday, Fu Ge drew a bust of him.

Sketchy, black and white with dark shadows outlined by heavy lines.

When Qi Han got it, he was ecstatic. He hugged Fu Ge around several times, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

It wasn't until that night that he hung the portrait next to the photo of the family of three and stared at it as if it were a treasure for a long time that he discovered the abnormality.

It was not like a portrait, but like a portrait of the dead.

The corners of his mouth sank a little bit, and the joy on his face suddenly turned bitter, and he smiled suddenly after being dazed for half a minute.

"That's good, so when I die, I can hang this in the mourning hall directly, so I don't have to worry about no one helping me to prepare the photo."

Soon it was Sunday.

Qi Han took a pen to mark the last line on the sticky note, which was written on the wish to be fulfilled today - to make a birthday cake with Xiao Ge.

There are a total of seven lines of wishes on this piece of paper, from top to bottom: temporary markers, group photos, planting flowers, long hugs, sleeping and having dinner together, just like a simple and easy-to-satisfy bucket list.

As if he had a tacit understanding, Fu Ge had already helped him fulfill the first six wishes, although there were some deviations in the process and result.

Today is the seventh and last one.

Because at eight o'clock in the evening, he was about to go to the black market to buy that gland, and his seven-day dream was shattered, and his clean reputation and tattered life were about to come to an end.

The cake was mango flavored, and He Shi Fu Ge made his birthday cake a flavor.

Where it started and ended, Qi Han comforted himself and said that this would be considered complete.

"Brother, how did you squeeze out this flower?" He was worried while holding the piping bag, his fingers were all covered with cream but he couldn't squeeze out a decent flower.

Fu Ge looked funny at his clumsy appearance, "Alright, let me do it."

After receiving the piping bag, he naturally sucked Qi Han's fingers and rolled the cream into his mouth, "It tastes good, not too sweet."

The fingertips seemed to be lightly pricked by a needle, and the tingling itch rushed from the fingertips to his heart in an instant, Qi Han held his breath and swallowed, "Brother?"

"Huh?" Fu Ge was bending over and concentrating on mounting flowers, teasing him without looking back: "How many times do you call brother a day, is Chairman Qi Ge Baonan?"

Qi Han didn't care about that, his eyes were red and startled when he looked at him: "Brother says yes, I don't care."

He approached from the side, and slowly and unreasonably embraced Fu Ge in his arms. Little Beta was able to concentrate on mounting flowers at first, but as the messy hands on his body became more and more excessive, his cheeks glowed like cherry pink cream color.

The piping bag couldn't hold it at all, and he dropped it with a groan. Qi Han immediately raised his arm to pick it up, but instead of picking up the butter, he took the opportunity to grab Fu Ge's wrist.

"Have you run out of strength?"

Little Beta was holding one hand tightly on the table, and the other hand was grasped by Alpha behind him. His begging voice was so hoarse that it was about to catch fire, but the volume was pitifully low.

"Ahan, you—well, where are you touching..."

"Can't you feel it? Do you want me to go heavier?"

"No! Don't..." Fu Ge bit his lips tightly, a little water leaked from the corner of his mouth, his brows were furrowed impatiently, and water vapor appeared from his eyes.

Like a flower branch covered with snow, it was covered by a hot palm and melted inch by inch.

"Don't, don't..." Fu Ge pursed his lips, suppressing those trembling sounds, "Do you want it? But the doctor said it's not enough..."

Qi Han smiled softly, and kissed him on the neck, "I won't do it, just hug for a while, five minutes is okay?"

Fu Ge pursed his lips, a little aggrieved: "It's been a long time... I can't hold it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pinched him, "Brother, beg me, please call me something nice, and I will shorten the time."

Fu Genuo bit her lower lip tightly with the tip of her teeth, with tears in her eyes, she looked even more aggrieved: "Don't bully others...how do you want me to beg you, do I still need to call you brother..."

He was wronged like this, like a cheese milk cake that was about to melt, but he didn't know how to hide. Who could resist bullying him.

"Can't I, I'm older than my brother."

Fu Ge felt that he was playing a rascal, and there was nothing he could do, "You are older than me, you are obviously younger than me by two months."

Qi Han grabbed the tips of his ears: "I don't compare ages."

A blush spread all over her body in an instant, and Fu Ge shyly said angrily, "You! Don't..."

"Call someone."

"C-what's your name..."

"Baby, you know."

"I don't know, uh—" Fu Ge desperately grabbed his arm with weak hands, but Fu Ge finally gave up: "Brother..."

Qi Han picked him up contentedly, "Good boy."

Putting some cream on the tip of his nose with his fingertips, Qi Han pinched his face and turned around, leaned over and ordered, "Lick it for me like just now."

Fu Ge pursed his lips unwillingly, rolled the bit of cream into his mouth docilely, and finally blinked those eyes full of spring water and glared at him, "You are shameless..."

Qi Han's heart was trembling.

A tiny piece of mango cake, which took them all afternoon to make.

The two sat at the table and ate small bites. Fu Ge asked casually, "Do you still have work at night? You're still wearing a windbreaker."

The hand holding the spoon paused, Qi Han didn't look up, and said casually: "Well, there is a very important meeting, at eight o'clock tonight."

The day my brother set for me.

Fu Ge naturally knew the time on the black market, so he said "Oh" casually, and rubbed his forehead against his shoulder, "Ahan wants to work smoothly."

Qi Han smiled and rubbed him, "Okay."

Fu Ge said again: "Be safe too."

Qi Han's heart trembled, his lips were stiff and unable to speak, he wanted to ask Fu Ge, do you really want me to be safe?

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Chen Xing stood outside, and said with a confused expression: "Brother Han, the meeting is half an hour early, we have to go."

Qi Han was taken aback when he heard the words, he glanced at the half cake on the plate, then turned to look at Fu Ge, Little Beta didn't look up, he was concentrating on digging mangoes to eat.

"Wait...wait." Qi Han said.

"I want to finish the cake..."

Fu Ge paused, paused for two or three seconds, then dug out a spoonful and fed it to him, "Then hurry up, don't be late."

Qi Han put down the spoon with a wry smile, wondering if brother is so eager to send me to die, he can't even wait for me to finish eating this cake...

But he didn't say anything in the end, he just got up and took a blanket to cover Fu Ge, and kissed the top of his hair: "Good night baby, go to bed early, save the cake for me to come back tomorrow."

Fu Ge said hello, and saw him and Chen walking out of the room.

When he got to the small room at the corner on the second floor, Qi Han suddenly said that he didn't have his watch, and asked Chen Xing to go back and get it for him.

Chen Xing rolled his eyes: "Why are there so many things, young master, wait, I'll be right back."

As soon as he turned his head, Qi Han raised his hand and stabbed him on the back of the neck. The anesthetic quickly pushed into the blood along the needle, and Chen Xing only had time to grab his hand: "Brother Han...you can't... go by yourself..."

Qi Han covered his eyes, and for the first time smiled so gently at this silly boy: "I left something for you in 303, you should like it. Just accompany me here, the rest of the road, I can only walk by myself gone."

He pushed the man to the bodyguard behind him and asked, "The helicopter is ready?"

"Okay President."

"Well, let's take him away, put him under surveillance, and not allow him to return to China for four months."

There were two people when they went out, but they became one when they got downstairs.

The street lamp stretched Qi Han's figure very long, and the night wind blew a corner of his windbreaker. Alpha turned his head to look at the window on the third floor, and sure enough, he saw little Beta standing there looking at him.

He suddenly wanted to know, what mood did Fu Ge use to watch him die alone?

Is it the joy of getting revenge, or recalling the pain of the past, or the relief of letting go of hatred?

He couldn't think of it, and he couldn't guess it for sure. In the end, he just waved his hand, turned around and walked into the night lonely.

He thought that after tonight, everything brother wanted would be available.

At the same time, on the balcony on the third floor.

Fu Ge crumpled up the post-it note with seven wishes written on it and threw it into the trash can, where there was still half of Qi Han's unfinished mango cake.

"The bucket list has been completed for you." He looked at the back and murmured softly, "Ah Han, it's been five years, and it's time for you to pay back what you owe me."

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five years!Do you know how I spent the past five years! ?(ò_óˇ)?