Chapter 3: Pervert
He didn’t know when the man had left, nor how long he had slept. By the time Wen Yuhuai woke up again, the surroundings were no longer pitch black. He was in a room with four white walls. Not only were there no windows, but there wasn’t even a door.
Fortunately, the overhead lighting was very soft and comfortable, appearing to simulate natural light.
Wen Yuhuai rubbed his eyelids, which were still somewhat swollen. He threw off the covers and got out of bed, walking around the room. He carefully felt along the four white walls, and sure enough, he found a hidden door.
He tentatively pushed it open and found a bathroom inside. It also had no windowsâa completely enclosed space.
Wen Yuhuai stood quietly at the door for a while, went in to relieve himself, cleaned up, and then came back out.
The outer space was fairly spacious. There was a large bed, and against the wall stood a small sofa and a small round table. On it were some snacksâtoast, milk, instant noodles, and the likeâalong with several unopened bottles of mineral water.
Wen Yuhuai didn’t know how long he had been trapped in this hellhole, so naturally, he was hungry. But he had no interest in these things, and he was afraid the pervert might have tampered with the food. After looking for a while, he put them down with a lack of interest.
He circled the room two more times, carefully touching the walls again, but still couldn’t find the exit. However, it wasn’t a fruitless endeavor.
At least he saw a camera in the corner of the ceiling.
No, that wasn’t right. There were surely other cameras in the room; he just hadn’t found them yet.
The camera’s position was very hidden, blinking with a faint blue light. That tiny bit of light was only enough to illuminate a corner of the ceiling. Once the lights in the room were turned off, he would still see nothing.
Wen Yuhuai stood quietly in place for a moment. He wasn’t sure if there was anyone watching behind the camera, but he couldn’t help but raise his middle finger and curse, “Dead gay.”
After cursing, his mood improved slightly. He slowly shuffled back to the bed. His stomach was empty and truly uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, hypnotizing himself: If I fall asleep, I won’t be hungry.
Before the hypnosis could succeed, a beeping electronic sound suddenly rang in his ears. The sound was small but sharp enough to startle Wen Yuhuai into opening his eyes instantly.
Then he discovered he was blind again.
No, not blind. The lights in the room had been turned off again. Following that was a soft click, like the sound of a mechanism being triggered.
He propped himself up, sitting up in bewilderment, and looked toward the source of the sound. With the naked eye, he vaguely saw that a blank wall was slowly parting to the sides until a passage large enough for a person appeared.
Freedom was right in front of him. Wen Yuhuai memorized the direction of the door, stumbled out of bed, and rushed toward the exit without thinking. The result was running straight into a man’s hard chest.
He slammed into it, dizzy and disoriented. Before he could react, the man gripped him by both arms and picked him up, like holding a child.
“Throwing yourself into my arms… does Baby miss me that much?”
Wen Yuhuai kicked and thrashed in his arms, struggling violently. But since he hadn’t eaten for a long time, his physical strength was quickly depleted. He could only let the man hold him, sticky kisses landing on his side profile and neck.
The man’s voice was rough and strange. Perhaps due to the voice changer, it sounded a bit different from last time, but it was equally annoying.
“Be good. Why didn’t you eat the things I left for you? Aren’t you hungry?”
Wen Yuhuai moved in his arms again, giving up the struggle, but remained silent, resisting him wordlessly.
The man merely chuckled indifferently, carrying him toward the bed. He then pressed him down, fingers gripping his chin to force him to look up.
“Weren’t you cursing me at the surveillance camera just now? Now that I’m here, why has Baby stopped talking?”
Wen Yuhuai’s eyeballs moved slowly, accurately meeting those eyes that were locked onto him. A moment later, without warning, he raised his hand and slapped the man hard across the face again. “You dead pervert. Even against a man, you can bring yourself to do this? Are you disgusting or what?”
A large hand firmly caught his hand, lifted it, and gently kissed it. The man spoke nonchalantly. “Disgusting? I like you too much; how could it be disgusting?”
Wen Yuhuai stopped talking again. Not for any other reason, but purely because he was grossed out.
Seeing his silence, the man lowered his head and began to kiss him again. Hot lips and tongue moved down from his cheek bit by bit, landing on his Adam’s apple, collarbone, and the skin of his chest.
Wen Yuhuai convulsed in his arms, realizing only then that his shirt buttons had been undone at some point. His hands were also twisted behind his back, bound by something.
The man’s hand unceremoniously explored downward through the open collar, finally resting on his waist, kneading and playing with it back and forth.
“Be a little good. I’ll just kiss; I won’t do anything else to you. But if you move around again, I can’t guarantee that.”
Being treated like this, with his anger and resistance completely disregarded, Wen Yuhuai felt a momentary collapse. Anger, repression, humiliation, despairânegative emotions almost swallowed him whole.
He was so angry his body shook uncontrollably. shivering as he clenched his back teeth. He kicked his legs wildly, holding nothing back as he assaulted the man.
His voice even carried a desperate sob. “Fuck you! Fuck you! Dead pervert, I’m going to kill… wu wu…”
The man lowered his head to kiss him again, blocking his abusive words in his throat. At the same time, a hand supported his back, letting him lean against his chest, while the palm gently smoothed his breath.
“It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have teased you. Baby, don’t be angry with me. Let’s eat something, okay?”
Wen Yuhuai’s body continued to tremble uncontrollably. He lay in the man’s arms, gasping for huge mouthfuls of air, not reacting to his words at all.
The man seemed to sigh helplessly. One hand rested gently on his shoulder blade, while the other took something that looked like a tie to blindfold him. “Alright, alright. I know you don’t like eating those things. I had someone buy dishes from your favorite restaurant. They’ll be here soon.”
A sense of constraint soon came over his eyes. Simultaneously, the light in front of him changed slightly. It was no longer pitch black; a hazy light seeped through, yet he still couldn’t see clearlyânot even the man’s size or outline.
A warm touch soon landed on his eyelids through the fabric, followed by hot, wet breathing. Wen Yuhuai quickly realized the man was kissing his eyes.
Sure enough, the next second, the man’s voice rang in his ear, his tone strangely gentle. “Why are you crying so pitifully? The tie is going to get soaked. Let me taste… let’s see if Baby’s tears are sweet.”
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