Jian Suiying didn't remain unconscious for long. In his sleep, he sensed a faint chill, and then he awoke.
His head still throbbed from drinking too much, he hadn't lost consciousness.
Jian Suilin's expression was wooden and gloomy, making him feel quite uncomfortable. That didn't look like someone wiping a face—it looked more like applying makeup to a corpse.
Jian Suilin looked at him and smiled softly. "Brother, you're awake."
Jian Suiying shook his dizzy head, sobering up considerably.
"What's this supposed to mean?"
Jian Suilin placed the towel on the nightstand, gently brushing aside the stray strands of hair from his forehead with her fingers. Her voice softened.
"Brother, I just want to talk with you. You won't even look at me now."
Jian Suiying snapped, " " "Like you're some kind of goddess! Why would I look at you? Get your hands off me!"
Lin Tianxian ignored him, instead sinking into her own emotions as she spoke to herself, "Brother, do you remember
when we first met?"
Was she fucking helping him relive his entire life? Jian Suiying felt even more uneasy. "What the hell do you want?"
Jian Suiying kicked and thrashed, trying to free himself, but the sight of the thick rope made his heart sink.
Jian Suiying grabbed several tissues and placed them inside the rope's inner circle. "Stop moving. You'll rub the skin raw."
Jian Suilin continued pushing while speaking, "Actually, when I was little, I was really scared of you. I hid from you every day out of fear
Jian Suiying felt his scalp tingle under that gaze.
In that instant, Jian Suiying felt as if the world had shattered.
He doubted he was still asleep. He doubted he was drunk. He doubted this could possibly be real. His own younger brother was kissing him!
Only when Jian Suilin finished licking his lips and reluctantly pulled away did Jian Suiying snap back to reality. His face twisted into a horrified expression as he stared at Jian Suilin, speechless.
Jian Suilin licked his lips and climbed even more brazenly onto Jian Suying. "Brother, you're so beautiful. Do you know how long I've been dreaming of this day?"
Jian Suiying's eyes nearly popped out of his head. His voice trembled. " "
This man, his elder brother—so dazzling, yet so ruthless. If he could possess him, he would
give up everything.
Jian Suilin straddled him, clamped his jaw, and violently silenced his mouth.
This time it wasn't a fleeting taste, but a forceful prying open of Jian Suying's jaws as his tongue pushed inside.
Jian Suying felt like he was about to break. The thought that the person straddling him and kissing him was his own brother drove him
.
Jian Suiying's saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, soaking the pillowcase. He struggled desperately, but his limbs were bound so tightly
He could barely bend his knees, utterly helpless.
Jian Suilin tore open his shirt, kissing his way from his chin down to his chest.
Jian Suiying was nearly mad. He screamed, " ! Let me go, you bastard! What do you think you're doing? I'll kill you!"
"
Jian Suiying cursed until her voice was hoarse, yet she couldn't stop his actions. Just then, the familiar ringtone suddenly sounded in his ear.
a familiar ringtone.
Both of them jumped. Jian Suilin lifted his head and saw Jian Suying's phone sitting on the bedside table.
He reached to silence it, but hesitated upon seeing the caller ID. The screen didn't
displayed a contact name, but he recognized the number.
Jian Suiying glared at him fiercely.
Jian Suilin covered her mouth with his hand and answered the call. "Hello." There was a pause on the other end, as if the caller had started to speak but choked it back.
Jian Suilin said in a low voice, "Li Yu."
Jian Suiying's eyes widened, muffled sounds escaping his lips, but Jian Suilin's hand pressed tightly over his mouth. Li Yu's voice was deep and measured, "Why are you answering the phone?"
"My brother drank too much with the elders. I brought him home." "Is he there? Can he talk?"
"No. My brother doesn't want to see you again. Don't call him anymore."
Li Yu's voice turned icy: "Do you think you have the right to speak for him? Our business is none of your concern."
Hate flared in Jian Suilin's eyes. "Li Yu, who do you think you are? No matter what, I'm his brother. You're just some fleeting fling he'll forget. Don't get too full of yourself."
Jian Suiying's face flushed crimson, veins bulging on his forehead. He watched helplessly as Jian Suilin lowered his head, tracing the contours of that thing
from bottom to top.
No matter how repulsed and terrified he felt inside, his body had a mind of its own. Under such stimulation, it slowly began to respond.
Jian Suilin traced the object's changes with his tongue, his own arousal mounting until the pressure in his groin became almost painful.
He yanked Jian Suiying's underwear down, and the half-erect member sprang free from the bush, exposed naked to the air.
Jian Suiying desperately wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, but terror had nearly silenced him.
Jian Suilin's face was flushed crimson, seemingly overcome with excitement. He gazed at Jian Suying with a smile, tenderly
"Brother..."
Jian Suiying trembled, "You dare call me that!"
"Mmm..." Jian Suiying's entire body trembled.
He believed nothing in this life could ever make him want to
wish he could just die right then and there.
The member swelled and hardened in his mouth. Jian Suiying couldn't suppress his body's natural response, his blood rushing to his lower abdomen as Jian Suilin's clumsy
oral skills sent blood rushing to his lower abdomen.
Under Jian Suilin's devoted service, Jian Suying trembled and came, not flinching as the bodily fluids filled his mouth.
Jian Suilin furrowed his brow slightly, yet showed no sign of disgust. Instead, he spat out the milky-white fluid while smiling at Jian Suying.
Jian Suying felt his face burning. He had never feared anything in his life, but he dreaded Jian Suilin continuing...
.
"Xiao Linzi, stop this madness! Let me go... Do you know I'm your older brother? Huh? Do you know we share blood? Have you lost your mind? Do you even realize what you're doing?!"
He leaned down, parting Jian Suiying's thighs. The most intimate part lay exposed before him, completely unveiled.
When Jian Suilin's finger, coated with his own bodily fluid, entered his rear passage, Jian Suying experienced for the first time the urge to vanish from this world.
.
The sensation of being violated by his own brother brought a tidal wave of emotions crashing over him—rage, shame, disgust, despair. He had no idea how to face any of this.
Having come this far, there was no turning back.
Jian Suiying hadn't used that passage in far too long. His rear was parched and dry, and with his entire body rigidly tense, even a single finger struggled to enter.
! Fuck you, let go of me! I'll kill you!"
Jian Suiying truly felt like he was about to break.
What was his brother doing? What was his own flesh-and-blood brother doing to him?
Jian Suilin's powerful arms pinned his body down, his wet, soft tongue licking the opening without restraint.
even attempting to push the tip inside once it softened.
Jian Suying writhed in agony. At that moment, he would have thanked someone's ancestors for eight generations if they'd come and smack him dead with a club.
Yet he knew no one would come to save him.
The moment the flesh blade invaded him, Jian Suiying’s eyes widened in disbelief.
If this were a nightmare... impossible. What sane man would dream of being raped by his own brother?
He admired himself for not choking on rage, vomiting blood, and fainting in that moment. Instead, he endured it all with unnerving clarity.
Jian Suilin's movements were actually gentle, as if he feared hurting him, carefully stretching the tight passage
, thrusting slowly at first, then faster.
His low, ragged breaths filled the air, as if he'd found ultimate satisfaction. Each thrust drove deep into the bowels
, as if he wanted to embed himself inside Jian Suiying's body.
"Brother... Brother..." Jian Suilin cried out in a trembling voice, his words becoming increasingly choked with emotion until they were almost inaudible. It was as if that moment
his entire world.
He couldn't accept what was happening to him now, because the one inflicting it was his own flesh-and-blood brother. No matter what, he couldn't accept it.
==Short Side Story Divider== Xiao Bai's Tearful Military Enlistment
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say Bai Xinyu cried all the way from Beijing to Qinghai.
By day, he sighed at the unfamiliar landscape—so different from the skyscrapers and bustling city—wishing he could bang his head against the window.
and at night, he was suffocated by the stench of sweaty feet filling the carriage, tormented by deafening snores that kept him tossing and turning.
Compared to the entire carriage of comrades-in-arms, he felt utterly out of place.
While everyone else sported short crew cuts, his hair was dyed chestnut brown. Beyond their uniforms, the others carried no extra belongings
, while he wore a watch worth over sixty thousand yuan on his wrist and a row of studs in his left ear. Most of the others were sun-tanned
wheat-colored skin from farm work, while he remained a delicate-skinned, pampered son of wealth who'd never cooked a meal in his life.
From the moment he stepped onto the train, everyone eyed him strangely, and he eyed everyone warily in return.
No one attempted to speak to him. He'd rather fiddle with his dead phone than converse with this bunch of rustic bumpkins.
At that moment, he felt like a peacock thrown into a chicken coop. He disdained even the slightest brush with any of the rustic chickens, yet he loathed the blatant exclusion.
Without the life of beautiful women, fine wine, luxury cars, and grand mansions, he simply couldn't imagine living.
The train rattled on for days on end, and in his daze, he felt as if his bones were about to fall apart. The deeper it ventured, the more
breathing grew more difficult. Drawing on his limited geographical knowledge, he realized they had reached the oxygen-deprived highlands.
Half the train cars were packed with new recruits. Suddenly, shouts echoed from the front cars. Straining to listen, he made out someone asking if anyone needed oxygen.
Need to ask? He glanced around at the groggy faces—who didn't need it?
So when the car doors slid open and two attendants stepped in, one after the other, asking, "How is everyone...?" he
immediately shouted: " "
The entire carriage turned to stare at the coward sitting beside the stinking toilet—the one who’d acted so aloof all journey, ignoring everyone, yet cried secretly every night.
A tall man walking ahead also turned his face at the sound, squinting at him.
Bai Xinyu couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt the man's gaze was too sharp, too provocative. Under that stare, his heart raced, and he dared not meet it.
He noticed that even though many people were clearly struggling to breathe, no one had asked for oxygen.
The man tilted his chin slightly and said, "Is there anyone in this car who needs oxygen? Supplies are limited. You're all young and strong—
, hold on if you can. Let's save the equipment for those who need it most." Though his words were meant for the entire carriage
, his eyes were fixed on Bai Xinyu, tinged with disdain. Several passengers chuckled quietly, and Bai Xinyu's face flushed fiercely.
A man in his thirties behind him nudged him. "Xiao Yu, move along. Don't block the way. Go check the next car."
."
He tore his gaze away from Bai Xinyu and continued walking forward.
The entire carriage fell silent.
The man called Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes again, scrutinizing Bai Xinyu.
Bai Xinyu shrank his neck in fear, but he was already standing. He couldn't bring himself to sit back down. Besides, this guy clearly
didn't seem inclined to let him off.
In a blur, this "Little Yu" had already stepped in front of him. Before Bai Xinyu could react, with a sharp twist, both his wrists were pinned behind his back, locked tight.
Bai Xinyu yelped, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Before he could react, Xiao Yu grabbed his wrists and shoved him forward, then kicked open the bathroom door and shoved him inside.
shoved him inside.
The man's mocking voice came from outside the door, "Plenty of oxygen in here. Take your time breathing it in."
A wave of laughter rippled through the carriage.
Bai Xinyu had never endured such treatment before. Enraged, he burst into tears.