novelEscaping From Flowers In The River And The Moon's Reflection In The Lake (II)
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In the illusory chamber, there was now a weird scene being acted out.
Luo Jian found that the stalker was especially interested in him. If he squatted somewhere, the stalker would squat next to him, and from time to time, the stalker would come to him in order to rub against him. Luo Jian felt his head throb with pain because of his actions. This fool could not speak, and it seemed that he could not understand Luo Jian. His actions felt strange, and whenever he caught Luo Jian, he would hug Luo Jian and seemed as if he would rather die than let go.
"Let go of me!" Luo Jian was caught again. He frowned and shouted seriously at Xing Yan.
Xing Yan was unable to take his eyes off Luo Jian. His pupils were a pretty shade of blood-red, and the way his eyes stared straight at him was no different from the eyes of a wild beast. After being gazed at for a long moment, Luo Jian felt his hairs stand on end. However, Luo Jian did not know why, but gazing into his eyes would also cause his heartbeat to accelerate.
Xing Yan closed the gap between them and began to lick Luo Jian's pink lips. Luo Jian found that this fool did not know how to kiss. He had only licked or bitten Luo Jian's lips. He would also push his tongue into Luo Jian's mouth. But generally, he would bite Luo Jian's tongue and refuse to let go of it.
In fact, this way of kissing could not be considered comfortable, but it was not bad. Luo Jian did not have much experience in kissing either, and he was sadly still a virgin. But as a high-tech modern man of the 21st century, Luo Jian had seen clips of others kissing, and he had also read a book called The Ins and Outs of Kissing and others similar to it. It just so happened that he had a ready-made opportunity for practice now.
With that, Luo Jian summoned up his courage, reached out to hook his arms around the stalker's neck, and began to respond aggressively to him with all his might. But what Luo Jian did not expect was that the stalker's ability to learn was so powerful that he could learn as he kissed. Whatever Luo Jian did, he would reflexively execute in the same way, and he would be even more aggressive than Luo Jian.
Due to the kiss's intensity, Luo Jian even felt that he had a reaction there. This hateful stalker deliberately touched all over his body. When a woman touched Luo Jian, he would not react the same way as he did now. But when a man touched him, especially when Luo Jian was a little bit fond of him, he would not be human if he did not react.
After kissing for such a long time, Luo Jian felt that he could not catch his breath, and his face became red due to the lack of air. Finally, Xing Yan realized that Luo Jian was not comfortable, so he carefully let go of him. Once he released his grip on his mouth, Luo Jian could not stop panting. He laid on the stalker's chest for a long time while he blushed and did not dare to move. He secretly placed his arms around the other person's waist and contentedly rubbed against him.
Now what should he do? Luo Jian thought to himself that he could not beat or escape from the stalker. It seemed that he had no choice but to take advantage of him. Uh...... it appeared that he could make use of him because this fool was very powerful. It was not a problem for him as long as he could escape from the secret chamber.
Luo Jian wanted to raise his head to look at Xing Yan. Coincidentally, Xing Yan was lowering his head to look at Luo Jian. As their eyes met, Luo Jian felt his face and ears flush with excitement. He quickly lowered his head and buried his face in the other person's chest.
While he was being shy, Luo Jian angrily scolded himself secretly: &#k2018;Luo Jian, are you really considered a man? How can you just give in to the other person's tyrannical abuse?! You should at least struggle twice, right?! After you have been kissed twice, you gave him an inch, and he will take a mile! Who knows if this fool is really a dumb idiot?! Sooner or later, not even a scrap will be left after he cheats you, AHHHH!!'
Of course, regardless of how Luo Jian was cursing in his heart, the stalker did not let go of him. He pulled Luo Jian in his embrace as he rubbed against Luo Jian. His fingers reached under Luo Jian's clothes to caress his stomach. Luo Jian was suddenly given a fright and he quickly restrained the stalker's claws. However, at that moment, since Xing Yan had finally been able to caress him happily, he naturally would not let him get away. He lowered his head and bit Luo Jian's ear.
Once again, Luo Jian was frightened, and with a slight quiver, he released his grip. The stalker did not let go of this chance. He directly reached into Luo Jian's pants and unrelentingly went for the forbidden area. At that moment, Luo Jian's mind was filled with all kinds of "f*ck"!!
Luo Jian felt that a tight thread in his brain suddenly snapped in that split second. He pushed Xing Yan away from him and leapt a few metres back. His face turned from red to white, and his eyes were fixed on Xing Yan. For a few moments, he could only hear all sorts of danger alarms sounding in his head.
Xing Yan glanced at him, puzzled. He did not understand why he was suddenly alienated by Luo Jian. Shouldn't it be done this way? Ying had definitely said that as long as the other side did not resist kissing, he would not be too resistant to the other things that he would do following it.
The inability to communicate was a fatal weakness between two people and the starting point of their conflicts. All kinds of human feelings could be built on communication. Communication encompassed not only language, but also bodily communication, actions, or behaviour. All of them could be considered communication. But there was no doubt that language always took priority. In the absence of verbal communication, obstacles would appear, and conflicts would therefore follow.
Luo Jian felt it was rather contradictory that the other party had touched his bottom line.
Luo Jian didn't know how far the stalker wanted to go, and somewhere in his heart, he actually felt very afraid. Moreover, it was an extreme fear that he felt. He was not only afraid of this terrible secret chamber, but he was also afraid of the stalker in front of him. He had learned the stalker's name and identity from others. Everyone had told him that stalkers were a horrifying existence. And to some extent, Luo Jian believed in what they had said.
Kissing and hugging were acceptable because Luo Jian did not have the strength to resist him, and his resistance was futile anyway. The stalker was too strong. He was so strong that Luo Jian could only look up to him. All forms of resistance could only be based on the foundation of strength. Therefore, in the absence of strength, Luo Jian chose the easiest way to survive, which was to compromise.
But there was a bottom line, even when compromising. Luo Jian could not accept that he would have close physical contact with the stalker, who was mysterious and posed a danger to him, because he couldn't imagine what would happen next if he did.
If the stalker just wanted to do this out of curiosity, once he lost his curiosity, would Luo Jian have no value and become a completely disposable object? Luo Jian had no choice but to worry and wonder about this. Survival was always his top priority. As long as their relationship was based on survival, Luo Jian would make use of everything that he could.
Luo Jian had to learn how to use his value.
"You can't because I have to find a way to get out of this chamber." Luo Jian fixed his eyes at Xing Yan and observed his every move. He stuffed his hands into his pocket and pulled out the fragments of the mirror. Before, Luo Jian had thought that it was too troublesome to piece the mirror together every time he went in and out of the two secret chambers. Therefore, he had searched through the secret chamber and found transparent glue. He used it to glue the pieces together. Although it looked a little ugly, at least it was usable......
It seemed that Luo Jian's act of pulling out the mirror made the stalker realize something, but he didn't understand what Luo Jian wanted to do now. He frowned, stood upright, and walked towards Luo Jian. When he took a step forward, Luo Jian took a step backward. He backed up all the way until his back was to the wall.
"One side is one side; one side is also one side......"
Luo Jian carefully read the "transmission phrase, " but this time the stalker seemed to understand what he was doing. Before Luo Jian finished reading the poem, he suddenly rushed up at a terrifyingly fast speed, reached his hands out, and snatched the mirror from Luo Jian's hand. His speed was so fast that in Luo Jian's eyes, he was just a blur. With that, his transmission was interrupted.
Luo Jian's heart sank. Quickly, he felt for his short blade and used it to stab at the stalker. He subconsciously wanted to get his mirror back. However, Xing Yan was so powerful that he caught Luo Jian's hands and pressed him to the wall.
Xing Yan narrowed his blood-red eyes and carefully observed Luo Jian's expression. Luo Jian's face was a little pale, and he subconsciously avoided the stalker's gaze. Xing Yan reached over and caressed the human's cheek with one hand as he recalled what Ying had said.
If that human hated you or resisted you or was even...... afraid of you, then you should show your gentleness, comfort him, and make him feel at ease.
What could he do to make a human feel at ease?
As a matter of fact, Xing Yan did not know how he should go about doing it. He confined Luo Jian in his arms, thought about it, and made a move based on his intuition—he kissed Luo Jian on his forehead.
Luo Jian froze.
Kissing one's lips was an action for close lovers. Someone kissing his forehead.... . was what Luo Jian had experienced when he was young. His father and mother had done that when he was a child. However, when he grew up, he lost the privilege to receive such a kiss because it was the privilege of a child.
Naturally, his feelings regarding this were complex. Momentarily, Luo Jian could not react, so he remained silent.
His silence caused Xing Yan to feel at a loss. He thought that he might not have done a good job in comforting him. For a while, he felt nervous. He was not able to produce any sound or speak, which was something normal for him. The secret chamber forbade the stalkers' use of sounds to converse. In other words, the secret chamber prevented the stalkers from using any vocal communication. Many people did not know that, in fact, the stalkers were not only unable to produce any sounds, but they also could not hear other people's voices.
Although this taboo did not apply in the independent space of the Crimson Asura Realm, in other spaces, Xing Yan could not communicate with anyone. Even if he met other Stalkers who were like him, they could not hold any verbal conversations.
This was a very lamentable and scary fact. Imagine if you had to go around killing without emitting a sound, acting like a lifeless robot. Even if the secret chamber had robbed the stalkers of most of their emotions, including feelings of loneliness and alienation, this sort of feeling was not one that most people could understand.
As there was no way to communicate, Xing Yan was unable to tell Luo Jian his inner thoughts.
Merely relying on his actions was not enough.
It was not enough.
Xing Yan suddenly grabbed Luo Jian's hand that was holding the blade. His hands were freezing cold, and that cold made Luo Jian feel a little sluggish. After that, the snake that had been coiled around Luo Jian's wrist moved, crawled from his wrist to his finger, and finally climbed over to Xing Yan's wrist and up to his arm.
The little snake spit out its forked tongue and bit down on Xing Yan's arm, leaving behind two teeth marks. It then smugly crawled back to Luo Jian's arm and bit down on his arm. Luo Jian felt a stabbing pain. Luo Jian was unclear what had happened and was a little panicked, but after a moment, he felt that there was nothing different about his body.
Instead, a mark appeared on the stalker's arm, and it was identical to the ouroboros on Luo Jian's neck.
What did this mean?
Luo Jian stared at the mark and felt somewhat perplexed.
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