Chapter 12: Xi Xingling
Han Tianlin lifted his brows and leaned back on the sofa, looking up at Xi Xingling with a faint, entertained pleasure. “Good. You are even more obedient than I expected.”
Whether he would stay obedient was another matter.
“Eldest Young Master…” Xi Xingling kept smiling like a fool, dizzy with the nearness of Han Tianlin. In all these years, this was the best Han Tianlin had ever treated him. Add the alcohol humming in his veins and it was easy to start imagining things that were not true.
“How do you feel now? Hm?” Watching Xi Xingling’s cheeks warm into a rosy red amused Han Tianlin. He could not wait to see results. “Do you want to take your clothes off?”
Around them, the onlookers finally could not help themselves. Laughter broke out. They were thrilled for the show to come. Every eye in the private room stayed fixed on the young man in the center, greedy to catch every flicker of change.
Someone chimed in helpfully, “I heard that stuff is a new batch. After you take it, you want to strip and dance. You keep getting hot and needy and just have to find someone to vent it on, ha.”
“Tianlin, I hear he is into you. You had better call in some big guys fast, otherwise what if he jumps you?”
The jeers rolled on, and Han Tianlin played along, calling the server in at once. “Call ten of your strongest male escorts here. Quickly”
Then he noticed the way Xi Xingling was staring up at him, wide-eyed and hurt, as if he could not believe what he was hearing.
“What? You do not believe I would drug you, or that I would have you passed around?” Han Tianlin asked, amused. The young man only stared in silence, so he went on airily, “Relax. With that in your system, you will not need my orders. You will be out hunting men on your own.”
The only difference would be whether there was an audience.
Since Xi Xingling himself did not seem to mind, why not put on a crowd scene and give everyone something to talk about?
“Eldest Young Master…” The heat rushed through him so suddenly that Xi Xingling finally understood. He really had been drugged. Fear broke through the haze and he pleaded, “Please do not do this to me. Do not. I do not want…”
“Did you not beg for release? Were you not just saying you were going to die?” Han Tianlin’s voice was flat. “Taste what dying feels like in a minute.”
“I do not want…” Xi Xingling shook his head in a tremor, fingers clawing at his collar as his body began to react.
“Don't want what? Don't want to be fcked? Aren't you supposed to be very obedient to me?” Han Tianlian said. “I’m telling you to let people fck you, so you will obediently let people f*ck you. If you don’t put on a good show for everyone today, don’t even think about leaving here.”
Xi Xingling looked around at all the faces watching him, and his own went sheet white. He sank to his knees, trying to use the table for cover, desperate to block those greedy eyes.
“Please… please do not do this…” Panic swelled into despair. He crawled to Han Tianlin’s feet and tipped his head back in a tearful plea. “Young Master, please do not make me do that. I do not want to be f*cked by other people”
He burst into messy sobs and clung to Han Tianlin’s shoe.
“Get off.” Han Tianlin already loathed him. Now he kicked him away without a thought.
Face-down on the carpet, Xi Xingling felt the drug turn his limbs to water, every movement sinuous against his will.
“Hahahaha, Tianlian, you were right. He really is a sl*t. Look at how he's sticking that *ss up, hahaha!”
“Where are those escorts? I cannot wait to see this live.”
“Hey, if they do not get here, why do you not take him yourself?”
“Get lost. I would not touch that filth.”
A waspish buzzing drowned his ears. His vision blurred. The only thing he could hear clearly was his heart pounding.
Gulp.
He heard himself swallow. He could not control his breathing.
“Second Young Master…” he murmured. He ached for the man, drove his fingers into the thick carpet, and bit his own lip like a madman.
Jindie 311. Come save me… Second Young Master…
When that voice message landed on Li Dong’s phone, he was listening to music with his earbuds in. The bubble from WeChat cut through the track and, by reflex, he glanced down.
It was an audio message. He had not planned to listen, but the buds were already in, so he tapped it open.
The slurred plea that spilled into his ear was wrong from the first breath. Something was off. Li Dong did not stop to think. He yanked the wheel, changed course, and headed straight for Jindie.
It was just past ten. He had meant to grab food and go home to sleep.
“Second Young Master?” The staff still recognized him on sight; it was only his second visit as Han Yubai, but the face traveled. “Looking for Brother Lin? They are in three-eleven. Word is there is a show upstairs.”
Li Dong glanced at him, his expression immediately changing, and then he sprinted up to the third floor.
“Ah...” The person who had completely lost it was dancing provocatively in the private room, while the men and women on the sofas watched with great interest.
“Strip! Take off your pants too! Hahaha, look, this guy even has hickeys on his body. He’s such a sl*t.”
Xi Xingling’s clothes were half off, his hair dripping sweat.
“You, go help him.” Han Tianlin had no patience left. He flicked a glance at the line of hired muscle. “Every time you do him, you get ten thousand. If you have the stamina, take me for several tens of thousands before you call it a night.”
At that price, the escorts moved at once. They hauled the young man up and started stripping what was left.
Even half-conscious, Xi Xingling was passed from hand to hand like a toy until he was bare.
“What are you doing?” The door swung wide and Li Dong strode in. He jabbed a finger at the men crowding around. “Back off. Anyone touches him again and I will break your hands.”
They all knew Han Yubai. They froze, but no one quite let go.
Eyes slid to Han Tianlin. “Young Master, we…”
“Let him go.” Han Tianlin glanced over, then turned and pasted on a smile for his brother. “Your timing is impeccable. Did this kid call you here?” With the second brother here, the show was over. It was fine. Indulging Yubai meant more than a bit of fun.
“I heard about it downstairs.” Li Dong scooped up Xi Xingling’s jacket and shirt, wrapped him in the coat, and lifted him into his arms. “Ge, I told you I was taking this one. What happened to your word?”
“He told me you already dumped him.” Han Tianlin’s tone was cool. “And you said you would keep him out of my sight, which you have not done. He has popped up twice in a matter of days. Irritating.”
“If we are tallying, call this one even.” Li Dong did not argue the point further. He was not here to scold his brother, only to make his position plain. “Next time he bothers you, tell me. I will handle him.”
Crack. He swatted Xi Xingling’s backside once. “If I have touched it, I expect you to help me keep it in line.”
Han Tianlin only shrugged and gestured toward the door. Please, be my guest.
To him, the night’s events were nothing. Just a toy.
Still, the way Li Dong had burst in and carried Xi Xingling off made one thing clear. In his younger brother’s eyes, Xi Xingling actually held some weight in his brother’s heart, and wasn’t just a random object for entertainment.
Li Dong carried Xi Xingling out and had the staff open a room right there at Jindie. Drugged to the gills, Xingling writhed against him like a mad thing.
Smack. Li Dong lightly tapped his cheek and pinched his chin, trying to see if there was a shred of reason left. “Xi Xingling?”
“Second Young Master…” His eyes were slitted, impossible to read, and he clung to Li Dong like an octopus, panting, suffering.
Somewhere inside the lunacy, he still knew who Li Dong was. That one unhesitating “Second Young Master” softened Li Dong despite himself, that he willingly carried Xi Xingling through several rounds.
But this worthless creature had taken a seriously potent dose. After several rounds, he was still relentlessly clinging to him. “Second Young Master…” Hungry as a tiger cub.
“F*ck…” He was the one who had taken nothing, and he was the one being eaten alive.
Li Dong was completely performing naturally.
Thirty minutes later, he lay on the sofa with darkness before his eyes. After finishing, he didn’t dare lie on the bed anymore because Xi Xingling was there.
“I still want you…” Xi Xingling’s voice broke on a sob. His mind was back, but his body was under the drug’s thumb, and he could only cry and reach for Li Dong. “Second Young Master… please…”
In a blink he had crawled over and was trying to climb him.
“Off.”
“Uu…” He whimpered.
“You had better explain tonight or I will not let you off.” Li Dong caught him by the neck, tossed him aside, and that was already him being gentle. He was out of ways to deal with this.
Like a cockroach that refused to die, the boy plastered himself against Li Dong again in two minutes, tears hanging on his lashes. “Big Young Master called me over, then made me drink a glass and… and then…” Only after drinking did he realize the drink was spiked.
“So he called you?” Li Dong shot straight to the point. He flat-out did not believe Han Tianlin would ever pick up the phone first.
“N-not exactly…” The idiot stammered and ducked his head. That guilty look said everything.
Li Dong tipped his face up and slapped him. It landed hard. “You really are begging for it, do you know that? You are cheap. You were born that way.”
A dog could not stop itself from going back to filth.
He was not heartbroken. He was just clogged with anger. He had only ignored him a few days and the boy ran to his brother like a happy volunteer, offering himself up to be entertainment for others.
If he had been a minute later tonight, the story would have played out exactly like the book. There would have been only one ending.
Rage trembled through him. He did not know if he wanted to keep trying with this hopeless case.
Author's Note:
It seems many readers think the bottom is too cheap. It's precisely because he is so cheap that his fate in the original story was so tragic.
Aiya, watch the top’s performance. This is also his first time doing this, he’ll get better at it later.
He should consider getting a [Training Bottoms Certification] and work with a license.
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