MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 45

The moment his vision was blocked, Ziobac's mind was blank. He was squatting in the barrel soaked, his thin body trembling intermittently, not knowing how much he looked like a... prey to be slaughtered.

"Yuling..." Jiaobai touched the cloth on his eyes with one hand, and stroked the outside of the barrel with the other hand, shouting deliriously, "Yuling... Yuling..."

Over and over again, like a pine needle leaf that has been roasted by fire, it gently lifts the humid air.

The water in the barrel suddenly swayed, and something was thrown in, splashing a splash of water and landing at Zizania's feet.

It's an ice pack.

Then a few more fell in and were distributed around Zizania.

The water in the barrel became icy cold, and the cold air lingered upwards like a white mist.

The eyelids under the Zizania bandage kept twitching, and his whole body ached, as if countless knives were stabbing his bones.

The tip is still polished.

Ziao Bai couldn't help but sit in the barrel, his head tilted on the edge of the barrel, the black cloth and his pale skin formed a strong, scalp-numbing visual impact.

This kind of color contrast, mixed with the sound of depressing and viscous breathing, can easily arouse the animal nature in a person's blood.

However, the audience present is not an ordinary person. Because of his identity, he has experienced too many temptations of money or flesh, and his concentration has already reached the point of inhumanity.

Therefore, Yu Ling methodically took the shower head and kept pouring water on Zibazania.

only,

Yu Ling looked at the ceiling of the bathroom.

I don't know when he started, but he didn't lower his head and look down.

The water in the barrel was full, overflowing, and a steady stream, and the sewer had no time to swallow it.

The water in the bathroom has already filled Yu Ling's leather boots, and he is as steady as a rock.

The medicine that Yu Xiang gave was from the military, ordinary people can't get it, and they can't resist it. Ziobai is a sick and weak body, if not for his strong faith, he would have given up a long time ago, but even so, he has reached the limit, and his consciousness is getting more and more blurred.

"Don't turn on the water...help me...Yu Ling...help me..."

Ziobai's two arms stretched out, and the cloth that was close to his icy skin dripped down, and he kept begging Yu Ling to help him under the desire to survive, but he didn't really know what he was talking about.

Only cold water responded to him. Like icicles, it pierced through the top of his head, pierced through his body that was shaking like chaff, and nailed him into the wooden barrel.

I'm going to die, he thought. I am going to die.

Zizania's jaw was pinched suddenly, the jaws opened under that force, and something salty and hard was pressed against his lips, accompanied by two deep and thick voices, "Bite."

Zizania subconsciously followed suit.

A warm liquid flowed into his mouth, and he made a swallowing motion unconsciously.

When his will recovered a bit, he realized that what he was holding in his mouth was a piece of flesh, which was embedded between his teeth.

I drank blood?

No way? Certainly not! No no no! No way?

The fishy sweetness in his mouth told him to drink it.

Ziobac's brain was rumbling, as if struck by lightning, he didn't know where the strength came from, and pulled off the cloth from his eyes.

Then,

He saw Yu Ling with his back arched, his knees leaning against the barrel, and his forearm by his mouth.

Zibai woke up suddenly, he spat out the flesh of Yu Ling's forearm, and saw that the place was white, but there was no blood, obviously it had been sucked many times. Zizania suddenly felt nauseous and retched.

"what are you doing?"

The moment he yelled, Ziobai realized that his spirit was not too bad, and his bones didn't hurt so much anymore.

His expression kept changing, and he cried out from the bottom of his heart.

Does Yu Ling's blood have the effect of strengthening the body?

Ziao Bai tore off all the loose fabric on his face, pinched it between his fingers, and thought, this is indeed the world of dog blood comics.

After captivity, kidnapping, and drugging, there was blood feeding.

Zibai was about to get up, but fell back down again, his limp limbs were once again entangled in hot temperatures: "No, I can't..."

He panted, his eyelashes trembling violently: "Go on."

Zizania means to continue to release water.

Yu Ling wiped the wound on his forearm, then swiped the saber and handed it over.

A thread of blood snaked along the bronze-colored muscle lines.

Jiaobai only struggled for a few seconds and leaned up unceremoniously, staring at Yu Ling with red eyes, I was killed by your brother like this. You too! It's okay if you don't tie it!

Yu Ling silently sent his forearm to the mouth of the vindictive young man without frowning. He was given a lot of drugs when he was on the mission, and the blood in his body had a certain antibody effect.

That's all, not a panacea.

It can only make this young man less painful when fighting against the effects of the medicine.

"Well…"

Zizania's breath became more and more greasy.

The wound on Yu Ling's forearm was covered with icy soft touch, rubbing back and forth, like a kitten pampering itself while eating. His raised jaw line twitched, and after a few seconds, he suddenly put the shower head into the barrel and walked out of the bathroom quickly.

Zibazania dazedly moved his eyes in a daze, and he licked off the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He buried it in the wooden barrel and submerged it completely.

After a while, Yu Ling returned to the bathroom. He picked up the wild rice stems that were still soaked in the barrel, and then he took off the cover of the drain to let out the turbid water.

Ziabab looked at him in a daze.

He was doused with cold water.

"Grass..." Zizania choked, and his hands clasped on the barrel instantly tightened, and he coughed intermittently, causing his shoulder blades to tremble.

Like a butterfly falling into the water fluttering its wings.

The line of Yu Ling's lips became even tighter, he stood beside the barrel and continued with the previous work. He still tilted his head back, looking at the ceiling.

—It seems that as long as he looks down, he will fall into some kind of Avii Hell, or a fairyland on earth.

Zimbabella stayed in the wooden barrel until midnight, and was carried for several hours. When he was carried out by Yu Ling, he was not completely unconscious.

"Press the tailbone for me..." Ziobai couldn't open his eyes, he groped and grabbed Yu Ling, just right on his wound, and his finger pulps that were white and wrinkled by the cold water instinctively pinched it, like a drowning person grabbing Driftwood, "Press me."

"You change your clothes first." Yu Ling let him grab her.

There was no energy to change Zizania, he lay down in a daze. After an unknown period of time, the wet clothes on his body were gone, and a big blanket wrapped him up.

After the tailbone was pressed for a while, Ziobac relaxed. He put away the burrs all over his body and lay down on the blanket, closed his eyelashes that were wet with cold sweat and physiological tears, and fell asleep.

Quiet and obedient.

Yu Ling put the remote control of the air conditioner on the cabinet, he went to the bathroom, picked up his bandage from the wooden barrel, and wrapped it around his wrist without squeezing the water from it.

When the door was opened, Yu Xiang, who was sitting on the ground, did not look up, his face and chin were covered with tears, his eyes were red and swollen, his mouth was bitten by teeth, and there were coagulated blood.

Yu Ling closed the door with his backhand, and heard his younger brother's resentful voice.

"I thought you tied him up to let me realize my dream, but it turns out that you have selfish motives!"

Yu Xiang's fingers were stuck in the cracks of the floor, his nails were split, and he scratched countless times, he said to himself, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I was careful when I sorted out the photos, so I don't want you to see them It's..."

As he spoke, he jumped up, pointed at his brother's nose and yelled, hoarse, his grief and grief reached the extreme: "I finally found a man who was satisfied from head to toe, and even his pitted nails were cute to me. I'll **** it, in this age full of wandering, it's not like you don't know how miserable I am, Captain Yu! You're driving your brother to death!"

Yu Ling ignored his nonsense and walked upstairs, the soles of his shoes were covered with water, leaving a string of wet marks with every step he took.

A series of messy footsteps followed, Yu Ling was held back, letting his younger brother sniff around.

Yu Xiang didn't smell what he thought it was, and finally his face was not so ugly: "How did you let my Guagua cure the effect of the medicine?"

"Put cold water on it." Yu Ling said in a deep voice.

"...That Guagua is so uncomfortable." Yu Xiang muttered, he shrank his neck under his brother's silent accusation, and bluffed: "Don't you like him, why don't you help him in the simplest and most effective way?" He got over it, can't you?"

Yu Ling continued to go upstairs.

"The sisters in my group said that Guagua's first blood is still there, why don't you take the opportunity to get it?" Yu Xiang was still shouting. His high IQ is limited to his academics and cannot be integrated into other fields. There are many things he doesn't understand, such as this one. However, his brother would not explain it to him.

"never mind…"

Yu Xiang looked at the family portrait on the wall, there were no parents on it, just him and his brother. No dust, just wipe it often.

It was as if he had made such a big determination, the pain was like cutting flesh, and his face was contorted. He repeated, "Forget it, forget it."

"Forget it, Guagua is younger than me, and I can't do 1 anymore. I fantasized about that scene at the door many times, but I found it was still not harmonious. I can't do 1 with tears in my eyes." Yu Xiang murmured in pain, gritting his teeth. He yelled at his brother, "Let him be my sister-in-law!"

Yu Ling was going upstairs and didn't give any response.

"Brother, don't let me down." Yu Xiang nibbled on his nails a few times, chewed and spat it out, he threatened nervously, "Otherwise I'll run away from home!"

After speaking, Yu Xiang opened the door and entered the room, squatting beside the bed, watching the sleeping person without blinking.

On the second floor, Yu Ling took off the gun behind his waist and put it on the table, with his back facing the gun wall, facing the balcony and the night.

"Snapped-"

Suddenly there was a light sound that exploded at Yu Ling's feet, leaving a small wet mark.

It was the water on his wrist bandages.

"Tsk."

Yu Ling seemed to have tasted something, and only now came back to it. A vague syllable was rubbed between his lips and teeth. He lit a cigarette, walked boldly to the balcony, leaned his upper body forward on the guardrail, and smoked one mouthful at a time. .

The smoke climbed up his sharp and mature face, covering up his faintly turbulent expression.