Chapter 11: Shh, Don’t Speak
“Baby, what are you doing?”
Wen Yuhuai hadn’t heard any footsteps, yet the voice suddenly sounded right beside him, accompanying the hot breath the man exhaled against his ear.
Silence. A silence as still as death.
Wen Yuhuai froze completely, subconsciously holding his breath. His hand, which had acted on its own accord, hung suspended in mid-airâhe didn’t know whether to drop it or keep it there.
His heart pounded rapidly in his chest, and his brain spun at high speed. Finally, he lowered his hand and offered a rare, clumsy explanation. “The blindfold is a bit tight; it’s uncomfortable. I wanted to adjust it.”
The man let out an “Oh” of realization. “So that’s it. Let me see; where does it hurt?”
Wen Yuhuai pointed to a random spot. The man considerately adjusted it for him and asked gently, “How about now? Is that better?”
Wen Yuhuai nodded haphazardly. “Much better. Let’s eat quickly; I’m hungry.”
The man scraped the tip of his nose dotingly. “Didn’t you just say you didn’t want to eat? I went to wash my hands, and now you want to eat? Do you think I’m dirty?”
“No, just suddenly got hungry.”
Wen Yuhuai’s explanation remained pale and weak. Fortunately, the man didn’t hold it against him, picking up the thermal box to continue feeding him. “Baby, open up.”
“Have another bite~”
The man was coaxing him like a child, his tone impossibly gentle.
Wen Yuhuai opened his mouth mechanically, eating every bite of food the man fed him.
“So good. You finished it all. Baby is amazing.”
The man pinched his voice, praising him in a bizarre, affected tone. Wen Yuhuai was so disgusted he nearly vomited the dinner he just ate.
He tried to endure it but failed. He could only try to speak as calmly as possible. “Can you shut up? I don’t want to listen to you right now.”
The room went quiet in an instantâso quiet he couldn’t even hear the man’s breathing. It felt as if he was the only one left in the room.
A moment later, the man spoke again, but his voice carried an indescribable ruthlessness. “No big deal. If Baby doesn’t want to hear me speak, I’ll shut up.”
The tone had finally returned to normal. Wen Yuhuai wanted to say You can speak now, but though his lips moved, no sound came out.
Forget it. It was good that he quieted down.
True to his word, the man stopped talking. He bent down and picked Wen Yuhuai up in a bridal carry. Wen Yuhuai could roughly guess that he was being carried into the bathroom.
Sure enough, the man soon set him down, handed him a cup full of water, and passed him a toothbrush with toothpaste already squeezed on it.
Wen Yuhuai took a step forward. He didn’t feel at ease until his thighs pressed against the sink. He carefully lowered the hand holding the cup until it rested securely on the countertop.
The sound of rushing water came from behind him; it seemed the tub was being filled. Wen Yuhuaiâs brushing motion paused slightly as he recalled the unpleasant experience of the last bath.
Was he going to bathe him again?
Wen Yuhuai spat out the foam, rinsed his mouth hastily, and turned his head, trying to negotiate. “I already washed during the day. I don’t need to wash again.”
The man remained silent, continuing to fill the bathtub on his own.
Wen Yuhuai gritted his teeth and repeated himself, but the man still showed no reaction.
He gave up completely. He fumbled his way toward the exit, intending to ignore the man and go to sleep himself.
But this action was like lighting a fuse. He had only taken two blind steps when his arm was seized. He was forcefully dragged back with terrifying strength.
Wen Yuhuai fell uncontrollably into the man’s arms, feeling as if his arm was about to be crushed. He struggled instinctively, but the man forcibly gripped his waist, roughly stripped off his bathrobe, and pressed him into the bathtub.
“Wait, waitâdon’tâ”
His lower back hit the edge of the tub, causing Wen Yuhuaiâs face to pale in pain. He struggled reflexively, but the man remained silent and jumped into the tub himself.
The bathtub, perfectly sized for one person, became cramped. Even a slight movement meant touching the manâs thigh.
“Youâ” He wanted to say something to distract him, but as soon as he started, the man grabbed his waist, lifted his chin with one hand, and landed a scorching kiss.
The kiss was deep and heavy. Wen Yuhuai quickly felt suffocated, but the man still didn’t let go.
Wen Yuhuai tried to push him, but the person in front of him was like a wallâimmovable no matter how hard he pushed.
“Mmph… mmph…” The man finally deigned to let him breathe, but only stingily granted him a second. As soon as their lips parted, they stuck together again stickily.
By the time the kiss finally ended, Wen Yuhuaiâs brain could barely function. He lay on the man’s bare chest, gasping for breath.
The man remained silent. Only his hand held Wen Yuhuai’s waist, stroking it rhythmically. Who knew what new trick he would come up with to torment him next?
The feeling of skin against skin wasn’t pleasant. Wen Yuhuai wanted to get out of the man’s arms, but the moment he tried to sit up, the man pinched his waist and pressed him firmly back into his embrace. The force was so great that his waist began to throb with pain.
Madman. Psycho.
Wen Yuhuai still remembered the man saying he would let him go in two days. He didn’t want to upset him at this critical juncture, so he only dared to curse him secretly in his heart. On the surface, he maintained a cowardly appearance, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.
In the end, the bath lasted for a full half-hour before they finally came out. Of course, Wen Yuhuai was carried out.
He looked pitifully weak and limp. His lips were wet and red, and his skin was flushed a faint pink from the steam. His two long, well-proportioned legs dangled helplessly in the air, his toes curling uncontrollably as they met the cold air.
The man seemed to find this appearance incredibly endearing. Unable to resist, he lowered his head to kiss him again before placing him on the bed.
Then, with a soft click, the room plunged into pure darkness.
The lights were off.
The man got into bed, lay down beside him, untied the tie around his eyes, extended a long arm, and hugged him tightly, preventing him from moving even an inch.
This was naturally uncomfortable. Before long, Wen Yuhuai felt the illusion of suffocation again.
He began to struggle with small movements, but the man seemed to do it on purpose, hugging him tighter and tighter, as if trying to squeeze the life out of him within his embrace.
“Let… let go of me…”
The man remained silent, as if he had turned completely mute.
Wen Yuhuai felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He didn’t know what kind of madness the man was having now; his attitude today had clearly been much better than in previous days.
Suddenly, a spark flashed in his mind, revealing the key.
He moved with difficulty in the man’s arms, caught his breath, and asked, “Why aren’t you talking? I want to hear you speak. Say something, okay?”
The man laughed softly. The hand clamped tightly around his waist finally loosened slightly. His other hand pinched the soft flesh of Wen Yuhuai’s cheek, the intimate connotation obvious.
His voice was lazy and tinged with innocence. “Baby was the one who told me not to speak. How could I bear to refuse Baby? I had to do as told.”
Wen Yuhuai: “…”
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