[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 16: Stockholm (16)

Centipede doesn't know if other people's love is so tortuous, and it is difficult and dangerous to take a step forward. C saw Lin Huaisheng right in front of him, but his last step would never reach Lin Huaisheng's side. The other party is now resisting him and fearing him.

But in this relationship, the only one who should be blamed and blamed is himself.

And what he was satisfied and proud of just now was actually the last straw that crushed Lin Huaisheng. His so-called transformation was unsuccessful. Lambs should never have been transformed.

C is sorry.

This man is really lying at his lamb's feet like a dog, with a very humble posture, begging for mercy.

"Xiaoyang, it's my fault. I shouldn't force you to do that. You look up at me..."

Lin Huaisheng tightened his shoulders when he heard it, and released all his spikes in the next moment. He sharply retorted: " I can't see it! I can't see it! I can't see it..."

After venting, his hoarse crying voice seemed to tear open a gap in himself, and all his emotions and emotions flowed out of the gap, and the rest Empty skin. All Lin Huaisheng's strength is only enough for this outbreak.

After that, C felt as if he was deaf, and he couldn't even hear Lin Huaisheng's sobs clearly.

C is eager to make amends, he can no longer care about whether he is decent enough and mature enough in love, he holds the lamb's slender ankle, and from here on, he hugs more of the lamb's body, merging Lin Huaisheng tightly into himself in the arms of. It's like hugging sand, snow, and racing against the passing lover.

"I'll see."

He finally hugged the intact lamb, even though he never got the lamb's affectionate response like before. C's teeth bit the inner wall of his mouth, but he turned a blind eye to the smell of blood and the pain, and still clenched his back teeth tightly, swearing fiercely.

"We'll leave right away in these two days. After I get the things, I'll take you to treat your eyes." As he spoke, C stroked Lin Huaisheng's head with his hand, as if confirming the wound that caused Lin Huaisheng's blindness but had long since disappeared. Through this intimate way, he hopes to continuously convey comfort and assurance.

"The most likely reason is that the brain congestion presses the optic nerve. When the congestion clears, you can see." C seems to be the doctor who finally treated Lin Huaisheng's eyes. Now he is talking about professional or unprofessional judgment, his only criterion I just hope that this child will be happy, and if I have more extravagant expectations, I hope that Lin Huaisheng can love him a little more generously.

"You will be fine."

"Huaisheng, you will be fine, you will see."

C rarely calls Lin Huaisheng's name, and he hopes that at this moment, Lin Huaisheng can understand his serious determination.

The man maintained an unseemly posture, and sat on the ground with the sheep in his arms. He didn't dare to move, didn't dare to let go, for fear of disturbing his god, his love. So I didn't even dare to kiss, so I could only silently apologize to the invisible wound countless times.

In the constant repetition of C, Lin Huaisheng did not say a word or make a movement. He seemed to have died, turned into a cold statue, and he didn't care about C's statement anymore.

C protected Lin Huaisheng airtightly, covering his body with his body, entwining his limbs around his limbs, and the man's silver-gray short stubble hair, all trying to cover up some of his lover's thrilling scars and beauty. In the end, the only thing exposed of the pure lamb was a pair of lifeless eyes looking up at the darkened ceiling.