Chapter 10: Why Are You So Intolerant of Pain?
Hearing this, Shen Yuan’s entire body shook. His eyes went blank as if he had lost his soul, and tears shimmered in his gaze.
He trembled, sobbing uncontrollably, “Xiansheng… how can you treat me like this…”
“Yuanyuan, tell me, how should I treat you?”
Yu Xiuqing raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his thin lips. He slowly caressed the youth’s chest through the thin hospital gown, feeling the weak heartbeat beneath.
Shen Yuan’s small face turned beet red with embarrassment, but he was more angry at the man’s words.
For the first time, he dared to look up and glare at Yu Xiuqing, though he still shrank back, intimidated by the man’s sharp gaze.
The man was looking down at him with a cold, indifferent, and irresistible posture.
Shen Yuan felt exposed and nervous. After trembling for a long time, he finally managed to piece together a sentence:
“Yu… Yu Xiansheng, listen well! I am Shen Yuan, not… not anyone else you’re talking about!”
His voice was heavy with nasal congestion. Though he was trying to be fierce, it sounded soft and weak to the ear.
Yu Xiuqing couldn’t help but curl his lips. He reached out to ruffle the youth’s hair, his tone exceptionally gentle:
“Is there a place for me in Yuanyuan’s heart?”
The man’s low, magnetic voice carried a seductive quality that made one’s body go soft. Shen Yuan nodded as if possessed.
Seeing that sincere appearance, Yu Xiuqing wasn’t satisfied. Instead, his face darkened, and he looked very unhappy.
His eyes were deep and unreadable. He put on a look of sorrow, his cold lips moving as he questioned angrily:
“Then why can’t Yuanyuan please me in Xiaoyao’s place? Didn’t you say you love me? Why won’t you agree to even this one request? Are you lying to me?”
“No… no, I didn’t lie to Xiansheng…”
Shen Yuan shook his head in a panic, explaining incoherently. He never dared to deceive this man.
He loved Mister Yu to his core, yet he never dared to hope the man would love him back.
Because in Xiansheng’s eyes, he would always be just an object.
Xiansheng’s heart was cold; he couldn’t warm it…
But the more he explained, the angrier the man became. Suddenly, the man grabbed his hair like a madman:
“Didn’t you say you like me? Then why can’t you even please me? Answer me!”
Shen Yuan was terrified. His hair was being yanked so hard he gasped in pain. He shook his head through his blurred, teary vision:
“I really like Xiansheng… I can do anything for Xiansheng. I can sleep with Xiansheng, help Xiansheng bathe, and help Xiansheng mop the floor, but…”
At this point, large tears rolled down, blurring his vision, and his lower abdomen began to throb with a faint pain.
Yu Xiuqing looked at the youth’s tear-streaked face but felt no pity. His gaze was icy, and his tone impatient:
“But what?”
“But I just can’t replace someone else…”
Shen Yuan’s voice was choked with sobs, growing lower and lower.
He bit his lip, desperately holding back the scalding tears about to burst from his eyes, gasping for breath.
Although he was slow-witted, he wasn’t actually mentally handicapped. He didn’t want to sell his body to be anyone else.
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiuqing’s face suddenly darkened. He pinched the youth’s thin chin, forcing his head up to meet his gaze. His tone was vicious to the extreme:
“You dare to disobey me? If I hadn’t bought you, who knows which nightclub you’d be in right now, being toyed with by anyone! What do you think you are? What right do you have to say ‘no’ to me?!”
His voice was sharp and cold. His grip was so strong it nearly crushed the youth’s tender skin.
“Waah, waah…”
Shen Yuan’s voice was hoarse from crying. He struggled with all his might, but his thin limbs were no match for the man’s restraint.
“Be good, don’t cry. Instead of letting those people ruin this face of yours, you’d better listen to me.”
The voice was deep and husky, full of seduction as if coaxing a child, yet it lacked any emotional warmth.
Yu Xiuqing forcefully pinched his delicate, fair skin, a strange smile on his face.
He was a complete madman.
He wanted to torment Shen Yuan endlessly. He wanted to see that beautiful, porcelain-like face covered in tears, showing a helpless gaze and a pained expression while begging for mercy. Only then could he find a sense of pleasure in his dull life.
The man’s gaze was cold, like two bolts of freezing light that made Shen Yuan’s legs shake. Yet he held on, refusing to back down:
“Then I’d rather be sold elsewhere than be treated as someone else by Mister Yu…!”
Hearing this, a flash of ruthless cruelty crossed Yu Xiuqing’s eyes. Without a word, he grabbed the youth’s wrists, pinning them above his head, and leaned down to kiss him forcefully.
“Mmph… waah…”
Shen Yuan struggled in terror, but he was no match for the man’s strength. In the end, he cried out in humiliation.
The man’s eyes were bloodshot, like a hungry wolf’s, as he plundered and ground against the boy’s lips and teeth without restraint.
The youth closed his eyes in despair, letting the man ravage him like a storm. A thick, metallic sweetness filled his mouth.
Yu Xiuqing caressed the tear-stained face and leaned into the youth’s ear, his tone slow and gentle: “Yuanyuan, don’t be afraid. I’ll call a doctor to check on you.”
He spoke tenderly with deep affection in his gaze, but his voice sounded like a demon’s, making one’s heart skip a beat.
“No…”
Shen Yuan murmured weakly. The man’s whisper made his body stiffen, and a look of agony appeared in his eyes.
Yu Xiuqing had come from the military; his physical fitness was top-notch. He toyed with the boy when he was happy and abused him when he wasn’t. He never showed Shen Yuan any tenderness.
After all, this kind of beautiful yet stupid thing was born to be his, Yu Xiuqing’s, plaything and accessory.
Perhaps because the struggle was too intense, Shen Yuan felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. The bandages tore, and blood gushed out.
His vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
When his palm touched the sticky blood, Yu Xiuqing frowned in displeasure. He looked at the dying person, his eyes filled with violence, indifference, and a hint of surprise.
“Shen Yuan?”
He patted the youth’s pale cheek. Seeing no reaction, his frown deepened.
“What a mood-killer.”
He took an irritable breath, pulled some tissues to wipe the blood off his abs, and then quickly dressed Shen Yuan before pulling the sheet over him.
Yu Xiuqing half-crouched, leaning in close to the lifeless youth. He traced the boy’s delicate skin with his index finger, a look of sorrow on his face. He said helplessly:
“Yuanyuan, why are you so intolerant of pain? We have to have so many babies in the future; what are we going to do?”
He looked somewhat troubled and self-reproachful. He tilted his head, staring at Shen Yuan with a casual smile. His voice was flat, but it was as cold as if it were coated in a thin layer of ice:
“What a pity. I thought Yuanyuan had already adapted to my strength. It seems you still need more practice…”
Saying this, Yu Xiuqing let out a cold snort. He stood up and took a few steps toward the door before looking back at the person on the bed. His tone carried a hint of excitement and thrill:
“Yuanyuan, I’m going to get the doctor now. I’ll make sure you wake up comfortably. Without you, I would be very sad. If Yuanyuan left me, you’d be sad too, wouldn’t you?”
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