A pill

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As light began to dye the room with golden rays, the painted floors were splattered with warm liquids.

With hid bare chest riding and falling steadily despite there being a completely mutilated corpse tied to a chair right in front of him, binghe observed the body calmly.

Sigh

Hearing his beloved sigh from the bath, pushed binghe to quickly finish his task.

"Shizun, just wait a while longer."

Closing the distance between the corpse and himself, binghe whipped out a sharpe blade from his side.

As binghe dug into the corpse's rib cage, shen yuan was washing off the splatters of blood from his body and gently scrubbed his body clean.

The vapor from the water filled the bathroom.

Despite that recent incident where I was nearly taken by some imbecile, I oddly don't mind that the bathroom door is gone...and that binghe could walk in on me at any moment

He gazed the the door expectantly, but listening closely he could he more sound of squelching coming from the kitchen.

"Binghe, leave the body be."

Naturally he wasn't disgust with the sounds, especially after he brutally murdered one of those "hit men."

It was just that, for the moment, binghe paid more attention to the corpse than him. Climbing out of the tub, he grabbed a nearby robe to cover himself as he made way towards the kitchen.

Getting a better view of the kitchen, what capture his attention was not the puddles or splatters of blood all over the kitchen but the beautiful lean and gorgeous back that belonged to a certain someone.

And of course binghe could feel the intense gaze drilling a hole into his body from behind, but instead of acknowledging it he chose to show off his assets "unintentionally."

Using his strength the pull out and snap several ribs, his back muscles began to dance to his tune managing to hypnotize the pervert behind.

Shen yuan only managed to snap out of it when he found the body he was staring at so hungrily was now directly in-front of him holding out his hand.

Unconsciously, Shen yuan tried placing his hand into the others but was quickly met with air as binghe backed away.

"Shizun don't touch it, I pulled it out of another man. There's still blood on it and you just bathed."

Shen yuan couldn't help but turning his head and scoffing, "You think I'm scared of getting dirty?"

When he looked back at binghe, he saw an emotion that he couldn't quite name lingering in binghe's eyes.

"Shizun, regardless if it's sweat or blood, even a dismembered piece of the body. I won't let another person to sully our precious body."

As heat began to rise towards his head, Shen yuan began to shy away from binghe.

"W-what do you mean our body."
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"This i-is my body alone!"

Binghe merely chuckled as he enjoyed watching Shen yuan become extremely flustered. He couldn't help but think what he would act  like in bed.

But remembering what he found, he dusted the daydream cloud away.

"Shizun just look, this object was hidden deep within the ribcage area."

A small device, the size of a pill, that had some streaks of blood still on it was blinking red.

Seeing the pill like device, he recalled a distance memory.

Exploring his mansion as an adventurous kid, he once stumbled upon an area of the mansion that he had never come across before.

Walking down the corridor, he heard squelching sounds coming from a lit up room. Sneaking inside he saw a teenager lying on a metal table unconscious.

His chest was cut open and a pill-like device was placed inside by several men in hospital attire.

"What happened to that brother?"

The several people inside the room finally noticed the unflavored child standing outside the door, quickly they grabbed a nearby syringe from the anesthetic table  and inserted it into his neck.

The next morning, the boy could hardly remembered a thing aside from where this area was located.

He tried to find the area again, but it was as if it never existed. When he grew up, the memory that was insignificant to him began a thing of the past. Little did he know that the past tends to haunt the present.

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