Xie Jia Hua interrogated the suspect all through the night, staying up until his face was dark and his brows were furrowed. At dawn, the prisoner’s psychological defenses were finally worn down by him, and he wilted as he confessed. Xie Jia Hua left the wrap-up work to his subordinate on duty, then returned to his office to wipe himself down and change into a police uniform—the plainclothes outfit on him had been worn through a full day and night of running around, and it was so foul and smoky that even he could no longer stand the smell.
Dressed in a crisp, neat uniform, he left the police station and drove toward the hospital where Lu Guang Ming was, facing the faint light of morning.
Inside the hospital room, the young nurse had just changed Lu Guang Ming’s IV bottle. Turning her head, she saw a stern-faced officer in a lean, sharp police uniform. Her face lit with joy.
“Sir, it’s good that you’re here!” She came forward and lowered her voice. “This child is too pitiful! Anal tearing, infection and inflammation, a fever of 39.5 degrees, and his whole face beaten full of injuries too. That sodomizing rapist really has no humanity! An absolute bastard! You must catch that pervert and get justice for him!”
“…” The sodomizing rapist, absolute bastard, pervert Xie Jia Hua.
He walked to the side of the hospital bed and carefully studied Lu Guang Ming, who was asleep in a high fever. Lu Guang Ming’s brow and the corners of his mouth still bore obvious bruises from being beaten, his face was flushed from fever, and his lips were pale, dry, and cracked. This kid was not that old to begin with, and he also looked young for his age. When his eyes were closed, one could not see the sly light in those long, curved eyes, making him look all the more innocent and blameless, sickly and pitiful.
Xie Jia Hua did not feel sorry at all for Lu Guang Ming in this unlucky state—the night before last, it had been Lu Guang Ming who had taken the initiative to ask him to the bar, pumping him for information while also harboring ill intentions as he said that Tang Jia Qi had approached him back then with ulterior motives. It was precisely Lu Guang Ming’s words that had stabbed his heart, causing him to sink into the numbness of alcohol and do something utterly inconceivable—this kid had entirely brought it upon himself!
But for the first time, he questioned his own character and sexual preferences—could it be that when he got drunk, he truly became a starving, unscrupulous, brutally violent perverted sadist?
Xie Jia Hua’s heart suffered a tremendous shock. After the young nurse left, he locked the hospital room door, carefully lifted the quilt, and pulled open all of Lu Guang Ming’s clothes and pants to take a look. Lu Guang Ming’s whole body was covered everywhere in shocking marks from bites and sucking, and there were also several large handprints on his pretty little white butt—wait! Why did he think this kid’s butt was pretty?!
“Does it look good?” a hoarse voice suddenly said.
Xie Jia Hua’s hand paused. Lifting his head, he met Lu Guang Ming’s smiling, crescent-curved eyes as he woke.
“…” Xie Jia Hua woodenly pulled his pants back up for him.
“Who would have thought Inspector Xie wasn’t only a rape maniac, but a peeping maniac too?” Lu Guang Ming said with a squinty smile.
“…” Xie Jia Hua, who had crossed swords with him again and again, was truly at a loss this time. Forget raising a hand to beat him; even cursing him back left his conscience guilty—Lu Guang Ming’s voice was even hoarse, and with one listen, anyone could tell it had gone hoarse from last night being too intense.
Xie Jia Hua said nothing, silently turning his head to look out the window. He might as well drag this kid with him and jump down together.
Lu Guang Ming was thick-skinned and did not mind making trouble bigger. He was still there, smiling as he stabbed knives into Xie Jia Hua’s heart. “Inspector Xie had a great time last night, didn’t you? When you came, you shouted even louder than I did. As expected of the police force’s annual free-fighting champion. Your stamina really is good. Even drunk, you still did me three times over and over again. Every time I thought it was finally about to end, you went and opened a new condom. If there hadn’t only been three condoms at the head of the hotel bed, I’m afraid you would’ve gone two more rounds. Truly strong and fierce.”
Xie Jia Hua’s heart was stabbed by him into a honeycomb briquette, his face black as charcoal, and at last, he could not hold back from replying, “Why didn’t you resist?”
Lu Guang Ming revealed a look of surprise. “Inspector Xie, are you misunderstanding something? You don’t think I was willing, do you? You’re eight years older than me. What would I want with this old meat of yours? Besides, I’m a pure top.” He turned his face aside to let Xie Jia Hua see the bruises and swelling on his face. “Face reality, all right, Inspector Xie? You’re a violent rape maniac.”
Seeing Xie Jia Hua’s face turn both green and black, unlucky to the very end, Lu Guang Ming continued smugly, “Now tell me, Inspector Xie, what are we going to do? Settle this publicly, or settle it privately? If publicly, then today, as a citizen, I’ll report a case to Inspector Xie, saying that a senior police officer violently assaulted and forcibly molested me. If privately, then, hehehe…”
This little fox who had gained the upper hand for one day had not even finished hehehe-ing with his hoarse voice when a series of “gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—” sounds suddenly rang out in the hospital room.
Both of them froze. After a while, another series of “gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—” sounds answered it.
Both of them looked at their own stomachs with strange expressions. From the night before last until dawn today, neither of them had eaten a single grain of rice.
“Can you eat right now? With your injuries,” Xie Jia Hua asked.
“I have to eat liquid food,” Lu Guang Ming answered subconsciously.
Xie Jia Hua turned and left. Lu Guang Ming came back to himself and shouted after him, “Hey, Xie Jia Hua! Don’t avoid the topic! Why are you running!”
“Shut up! Lie down!”
…
Xie Jia Hua walked quickly, and in less than ten-odd minutes, he returned from a nearby restaurant with a takeaway order of freshly cooked sliced fish congee. After adjusting the head of the hospital bed upright, he placed the bowl of congee on the cabinet beside it. “Eat.”
Lu Guang Ming did not move, a pair of fox eyes circling as they stared at him.
“What?” Xie Jia Hua said.
“You feed me.” Lu Guang Ming indicated the hand that still had a needle inserted.
“…”
Xie Jia Hua could only pick up the bowl and feed him. This Young Master Xie, who had lived in a mansion since childhood, had always had his food, clothing, shelter, and transportation arranged by nannies and servants. After living alone, he was busy with work, hurrying home every day to snatch some sleep before leaving again, so there was hardly any “life” to speak of, and he had never done any work of serving another person. The first mouthful of congee was so hot that Lu Guang Ming hissed, his little face wrinkling up bitterly.
Xie Jia Hua did have the heart to learn and improve, so he lowered his head and blew on the congee in the spoon, blowing each spoonful cool before feeding it into Lu Guang Ming’s mouth. Unfortunately, Lu Guang Ming was the sort of master who, given an inch, would take a mile and climb right up the pole. Taking the opportunity, he began finding fault with this and that—one moment complaining that the congee had been blown too cold, the next complaining that it had not been blown enough and was too hot, one moment wanting plain water, the next wanting fruit juice, and after drinking, he even needed to relieve himself, but refused to use the urinal bottle, insisting that Xie Jia Hua support him to the toilet.
Xie Jia Hua had no words and was in the wrong, so he forcefully endured the urge to slap his butt and complied one by one. With one arm held high carrying the IV bottle and the other arm holding Lu Guang Ming, whose posture was twisted and whose steps were slow, Xie Jia Hua finally managed to bring him into the bathroom and get him to the urinal. Lu Guang Ming was in no hurry to relieve himself, instead hanging from his shoulder and curiously poking and looking around.
“Why are there so many bloody scratches on your neck? Looks like there are some on your back too…”
Warm breath brushed against Xie Jia Hua’s ear, and Xie Jia Hua instantly remembered Lu Guang Ming clinging to his shoulders last night, hoarsely panting and crying out as their bodies tangled and passion surged! The stinging pain of fingernails digging into his shoulders and back felt as if it were happening right now!
His ears flushed completely red, and he suddenly shoved Lu Guang Ming away!
Lu Guang Ming hit the wall, completely baffled. Xie Jia Hua stuffed the IV bottle into his hand. “You pee by yourself! I still have to work at nine. I’m leaving.”
Lu Guang Ming also had no idea what madness had suddenly come over him and raised his voice to ask, “Then are you coming back at noon or not? If you don’t come, how am I supposed to eat lunch? Don’t even think about not taking responsibility!”
Xie Jia Hua did not answer him and left at top speed, as though fleeing the scene of a fire. Lu Guang Ming leaned against the wall, thought back over everything that had just happened, and laughed loudly with delight. This stubborn ox, who could not be tricked or coaxed, had always glared coldly at him and faced him with a frosty expression whenever they met, but this time, he had completely fallen into his hands! Ahahaha! How should he properly make use of this?
As he laughed, he looked at his own flushed face in the mirror, then quieted down again, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting as he savored the memory. Last night had hurt, yes, but there had indeed been the tiniest bit of pleasure too, making him suspect that he might have a masochistic streak. But at the time, while touching and rubbing Inspector Xie’s firm, smooth chest muscles and pert, springy butt, his greatest desire had still been to press the other man beneath him and do him once—how intoxicating would the desire to conquer and the pleasure of pressing this icy, untouchable moutain flower beneath him be? Hehehe!
Lu Guang Ming showed a standard villain’s wicked smile at the mirror. Then, after relieving himself, he bared his teeth and endured the pain as he walked back to the hospital bed, lay down on his stomach, and happily waited for Xie Jia Hua to come serve him again at noon.
At twelve noon, he heard the sound of the hospital room door being pushed open, and so he looked toward the person coming in with a smiling face.
“…”
That pull-out-and-turn-cold bastard surnamed Xie had hired him a bald, bucktoothed, foul-breathed caregiver uncle.
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