No. 10 Rape

Amidst a cloud of ashes and smoke, my fierce and frenzied face is accentuated

Oh! Beautiful youth

... ...

He stared at me blankly, his eyes filled with shock, his delicate lips slightly parted

You have insulted the great term 'Danmei'—raising the wooden board high with a grim expression...

Gritting his teeth, he picked up a piece of wood from the ground, a growl emanating from his throat like that of a beast before it unleashes its fury

The young man's eyes suddenly widened! His face displayed a panicked expression as if his thoughts had been seen through. ... He opened his mouth, but then helplessly lowered his head, his voice, which had not yet changed, echoed somewhat desolately in the empty room tainted with a nauseating scent of flesh and desire ... ... It contained weakness, helplessness, and self-abandonment ... ...

Hello... The beautiful young man in my arms called out to me in a muffled voice, still carrying the nasal tone of having just cried

I was outside, anxiously pulling at my hair, when the moaning sound from inside seemed to pause for a moment, and suddenly a low voice said, "Rather than being insulted by a beast like you... I would rather die here!" This statement was delivered with gritted teeth, filled with extreme indignation, and even I was taken aback upon hearing it. "Oh no, the little bottom doesn't want to live anymore!" Little top, you must think of a way!

Damn it! Everyone in the movie just pokes a hole, it's all a lie!" I complained softly, "Could it be that this hidden spring room is made of bulletproof window paper?!

Yea? Go out?

Thus, a local tyrant fainted on the ground, bloodied and with a broken head, without even having a clear view of who had arrived

A heavyweight at the foot of the mountain

I -- operate --

Indeed, the voice of this damp and slippery man feels akin to the sensation of a cold-blooded creature crawling over the skin, producing an uncomfortable sound that one would never forget after hearing it just once! Indeed, the little aggressor turns out to be that ugly local tyrant!

"I can go out, but that... it would be better to handle it, right?" I said, staring at the crimson and milky white between the young man's legs, tsk tsk, the local bully is really ruthless! I guess that thing must be torn, right? (Someone seems quite experienced)

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The ugly man still dares to play BL in front of me ——— (a voice from hell)

Uncertain if it was due to my overly intense and focused gaze making him uncomfortable, the beautiful youth furrowed his brows and said in a low voice: "Get out!"

Hmm? I responded to him in a softened voice.

His fine hair, long eyelashes, and the cool tears brushed against my sensitive neck, making me unable to resist the urge to escape from the tickling sensation, yet I was held even tighter in his embrace

Could it be that my words were too intense, and he is currently in an emotionally unstable state after being subjected to violence? Would he impulsively kill me in a fit of rage? He... he shouldn't be able to overpower me, right? However, a person who is fighting for their life has boundless potential in battle

I slowly walked over, crouched down beside him, and stared at his tear-streaked face. I gradually raised my hand and gave him a slap.

I will not go out. I sighed, clapped my hands, and stood up, saying, "Because... your face says: as soon as I leave, you will seek death."

"Die? Sure, then go ahead and die. I don't mind defiling your corpse..." Another voice responded coldly, accompanied by heavy breathing.

I felt a chill as he looked at me. The beautiful youth suddenly released his grip on the bed sheet, stretched out his long arms, and pulled me tightly into his embrace, resting his head in the crook of my neck, silently shedding tears

... ... ... ...

He did not evade

The yard is filled with oleanders, casting varying shades of shadow over the pavilions deep within the courtyard. All the doors and windows are tightly shut, and a certain wolf is unable to gain entry. Suddenly, a sound that could almost be described as a mournful scream emanates from the second floor! The wolf's eyes immediately light up, and in a flurry, it climbs up to the second floor, displaying a remarkable professionalism as it moistens its fingers, attempting to poke a hole in the window paper. Unfortunately, after poking from left to right until its fingertips turned red, it still failed to make a hole!

The two doors collapsed with a loud crash

You ... ... go -- die -- ! ! ! ! '' smash to death !

Only about fifteen or sixteen years old, with glossy, fine black hair, a clean aura, a somewhat slender and delicate figure, a very slim waist, and a face that fully embodies the unique beauty of this age, which is difficult to distinguish between male and female... The most captivating feature of the entire face is his eyes, a pair of iridescent orbs resembling ripe purple grapes, shining brilliantly beneath thick eyelashes

Fragility and strength, at that moment, merged so beautifully

At this point, the beautiful young man suddenly focused his gaze, his eyes shining brightly as he fixed his stare on me

Thus, it is said that only immature individuals will bravely die, while mature individuals will live humbly for a great cause

This, this sound is... I was stunned as if struck by lightning.

You seem like my mother

Gently patting the beautiful young man in my arms, with a beauty throwing themselves into my embrace, hehehe...! Is this truly the golden rule of time travel? A good thing happens whenever I get lost—this kid should be infatuated with me from now on, right...? Oh ho ho ho...

Do you think that by dying you can justify anything? Can you justify it to the beast on the ground, or to me, who saved your life? Can you justify it to your esteemed ancestors, or to the one hundred and eighty innocent lives lost from the Xiao family? What does it matter if you were insulted by a beast? How many girls in Cangchun Lou have not been insulted? How many are living well? Is the loss greater for men or for women when they are violated? Even weak women live on so resiliently; how does it look for a strong man like you to seek death? How many girls in Cangchun Lou have not been insulted? How many are living well? Is the loss greater for men or for women when they are violated? Even weak women live on so resiliently; how does it look for a strong man like you to seek death?

Taking a breath, I looked at the slightly swollen face of the beautiful youth and felt a twinge of regret. Indeed, while the pose of slapping a suicide victim awake is quite striking, I still couldn't bring myself to do it in front of such beauty! It felt as sinful as shattering a vase in an art museum! Hesitating for a long time with my hand raised, I ultimately let it fall gently. Taking a deep breath, I decided to conclude today's impassioned anti-suicide speech with a famous quote:

I was taken aback, could it be? After all, I can be considered your savior -- although my intentions were not entirely noble. (Isn't that a bit unusual?) This brat's attitude is really too terrible, isn't it? ... At the very least, he could say thank you

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah -- ! ! ! ! My aesthetic standards do not permit -- ! ! ! ! ! !

Don't move! ... ... This is the last time ... ... This is my last tear ... ... Only now ... ... I beg you, let me be willful this time ... ...

As a man... As a descendant of the Xiao family... not only can I not seek revenge... I cannot even protect myself... to be subjected to such indignity by a man... a beast... to have committed such a disgraceful act... how can I still have the face to live in this world? I still... His nails dug deeply into the edge of the bed, trembling with force, his knuckles turning white... How can I still have the face to live in this world? I still... His nails dug deeply into the edge of the bed, trembling with force, his knuckles turning white

Dusk gradually descends, and the overwhelming golden light breaks through the window, enveloping us.

Sigh... I let out a bored sigh, "I beg you, how can your lines lack any originality at all?"

... ... How can I still have the face to live in this world? How can I still have the face to face our ancestors? How can I still have the face to confront the one hundred and eighty innocent lives lost from the Xiao family? You mean to say this, right? I continued from where he left off.

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Throwing away the bloodstained wooden board, I turned back expressionlessly and was taken aback when I saw the disheveled figure lying sideways on the bed

You get out ... ...! Roll! Roll out!

Little did anyone know, the handsome young man's face turned pale! His hands, clutching the brocade blanket, tightened suddenly, and his joints became deathly white