[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 3: Stockholm (3)

    So he is the kidnapper of this lamb and the disciple of this young Virgin.

    Do not.

    C woke up suddenly. And felt that he was bewitched just now. He felt terrified, for his indulgent self, for Lin Huaisheng. His hand jerked back, drawing a scar across the young Virgin's face. The man stared at Lin Huaisheng vigilantly and coldly, even in the next second, the hand that loved him might be the murderer.

    But Lin Huaisheng still came close. He seems to be used to Mr. Kidnapper's capriciousness, how great his feelings make him, and how brave he is to complete endless tolerance and volume.

    The lamb, who does not know the heights of the sky and the earth, came to the butcher and took the initiative to show his tenderness. Lin Huaisheng fumbled, and finally took C's hand. The man refused and he also took it, and then pulled the other's fingers back to his eye sockets.

    C is like an indifferent stone statue. He thought that he must goug out this pair of eyes, but it turned out that he was slowly relaxing the pressure on Lin Huaisheng's eye sockets. In the end, those calluses that had inflicted pain knelt down to the child, lowered their posture very low, and gently cuddled him, turning into armor around the eyes.

    The lamb seemed to be smiling.

    C couldn't describe this smile, it was a little shy, a little nervous, but also had the strength to knock him down.

    "My eyes... aren't they ugly now?"

    Artists and art dealers will all lament the dusty gems, but he is a kidnapper who lacks beauty, a lunatic wandering between life and death, C can't see what's in between He even felt that non-luminous gemstones had a fatal attraction to him. He wasn't even honest with himself, but his actions revealed all his thoughts to Lin Huaisheng, so Lin Huaisheng in the bed didn't ask any more questions. He has figured it out.

    He remained silent, but C thought more and more, thinking about everything, and his brain started to go crazy again, turning into a lunatic that he was unfamiliar with. He had to try his best to restrain himself so as not to reveal the weakness that suddenly appeared in him.

    "No."

    So his answer was brief.

    After getting the man's response, Lin Huaisheng smiled contentedly, and then he was very cooperative when he was fed the medicine, that is, he talked more, and complained that the medicine was so bitter and his head hurt, showing his closeness and acting like a baby. His voice was hoarse, rambling like raindrops on the window. C thought about it, and this time, his mouth was faster than his brain, so he told Lin Huaisheng that it was raining outside now.

    "Really?"

    The little lamb shows his curiosity. When it rains, the grass is more fragrant. He must like it, so he is so happy.

    "Yeah."

    C answered him. Of course he can't hear it in the place where he is locked up now. The lamb can only rely on his dictation for all perception of the outside world. His tongue determines what Lin Huaisheng hears, which makes C understand compassion when he feels subtle happiness.

    That night, Lin Huaisheng stayed in Mr. Kidnapper's room, receiving the most appropriate silent care from this man within his ability. C gave up the bed to Lin Huaisheng, but he didn't leave, so he finally moved a chair and sat for the night.

    During the day, when Lin Huaisheng's fever subsided, he was sent back to the original room.

    At first, the young man didn't understand why. His fever still plagued his mind, and he still couldn't figure it out. It's just subconsciously not wanting to leave the man's side. But when he stood in front of the prison room, he seemed to understand.