[R18] Willingly (1V1) – “Willingly (1V1)” 39. Childhood [English]

“Who changed the nightgown I’m wearing?”

Lin Xi remembered that her little dress had been sacrificed gloriously.Yu Xiucheng’s hand touched the woman’s bare back along her nightgown, and his hot palm pressed against her spine.

“It’s me.”

The woman’s low laughter sounded in the man’s ears: “I don’t think Mr. Yu would do such a thing.”

Of course Yu Xiucheng wouldn’t, but at that time the only people he had at his disposal were rough men like Jiang Ge.

These rough men are usually very good at playing with guns and fighting, but at this time, Yu Xiucheng would not even let them go up the stairs, and would roll as far as they could.

He pushed the hem of the woman’s skirt and grasped her breasts. He tilted his head slightly and placed a hot kiss on her cheek and ear. His other hand held her face and rubbed it back and forth with his fingertips.

“Mr. Yu?”

His fingertips were trembling.

In such an extremely lingering posture, his hand slid to her carotid artery and then made no other movements, as if he was simply confirming whether she was still alive.

“Do you have a little bit of PTSD?”

Lin Xi had learned before when she was in the police academy that each type of criminal actually has its own characteristics. For example, most small drug dealers rely on drug trafficking to support themselves, while real drug lords will never be involved in drugs; and arms dealers, most of them have PTSD due to the nature of their profession.

The callus on the man’s tiger’s mouth was so thick that even if it just stuck to Lin Xi’s skin, it would be prickly. Lin Xi couldn’t imagine how many years he had been playing with guns and how many cruel things he had experienced.

“Yeah.”

Yu Xiucheng’s thumb pad was pressed against Lin Xi’s carotid artery, and after an unknown amount of time, he gave a low response.

“Is this your shadow?” Lin Xi’s hand held the man’s wrist, “Don’t be afraid, I’m fine.”

“My mother was strangled to death.” He turned his head and gently touched the bruise on Lin Xi’s neck with his lips, “In front of me.”

Because his father was in the arms business and his mother was unwilling to take him away from his father and live an anonymous life, Yu Xiucheng had never experienced what stability meant since he was a child.

He always settled in a town, lived for a while and then moved to other places with his parents. By the time he was four or five years old, he already knew the entire Eastern European territory well.

He didn’t even go to kindergarten, and his only teacher before going to elementary school was his mother.

Yu Xiucheng learned a lot from his mother, including English, Arabic, and her native Chinese. His favorite thing at that time was to sit next to his mother and listen to her tell ancient Chinese stories and legends.

He was full of curiosity about that mysterious eastern country and asked her more than once: “When can we go to your hometown to see it?”

Then the mother would tell him with a smile: “When your father is free, he can take us there.”

“Then when will dad be free?” This question is basically a problem that has troubled Yu Xiucheng since he was a child. “Bob next door said that his dad would take a vacation every weekend and take them out to play. Why doesn’t my dad take a break on weekends?”

Whenever this happens, the mother will show an embarrassed smile, then touch his head and get up to go to the kitchen to make a waffle tower for him as a comfort to him.

At that time, his father deliberately concealed his business line from him, and was not prepared to let Yu Xiucheng enter the business and inherit his bloody craft.

But Yu Xiucheng learned an old saying from his mother very early: The first bird will be shot.

He’s father was soon targeted because he accidentally completed a great deal on the territory of a local gangster. The two sides exchanged fire several times, but the other side failed to take advantage. He couldn’t swallow this breath, so he could only try his best to play dirty.

One evening, her mother was cooking dinner for Yu Xiucheng in the kitchen as usual, but when she heard the car alarm outside the door, she immediately dropped what she was doing, carried Yu Xiucheng up to the second floor, and hid him in the closet of the bedroom.

“Xiucheng, listen to me.” My mother’s expression at that time was unprecedentedly serious. “Mom, lock the closet door from the outside. You lie down inside and wait for your father to come back.”

Yu Xiucheng lay down in the closet under his mother’s instructions as if he didn’t understand. After the closet door was locked from the outside as agreed, he watched his mother leave the room through the crack in the closet door.

The moment the door to the room was closed, someone kicked open the door downstairs. A loud noise frightened Yu Xiucheng, who was only six years old at the time. The men’s curses and the women’s cries composed a melody of hell that evening, like rapidly rising magma approaching Yu Xiucheng’s bedroom.

The bedroom door was kicked open, and a burly man dragged her in by her mother’s hair.

“Where’s the child?”

The big man looked at the woman in his hand fiercely, and the dark barrel of the gun was already touching her forehead.

“What kid?” The woman raised her lips contemptuously: “I don’t know what you are talking about, we are a DINK family.”

“You fucking want to lie to me!” The big man slapped the woman in the face, strangled her neck with his hands, and shouted to the empty room: “Kid, if you don’t want to see her die, come out quickly, or I guarantee you will lose your mother.”

Before the big man finished speaking, Yu Xiucheng couldn’t help it anymore, but his mother shouted hoarsely as if she could predict his actions: “Don’t move! Baby, mom, please, don’t move. I have already called the police, and the police will come to rescue us soon!”

“Fuck!” the big man cursed, and the arm holding the woman’s neck tightened immediately, with veins popping out on his thick arms, “Bitch.”

Yu Xiucheng will never forget in his life that on such an evening when the sun was setting, he watched his mother through the crack of the small closet door as she gradually stopped struggling and understood what death was.

It wasn’t until the siren sounded from far away that the big man was called by his accomplices and prepared to flee the scene. Before he left, he picked up the submachine gun hanging around his neck and scanned the entire room. The nearest bullet was only 3 centimeters away from Yu Xiucheng’s head.

“Then…what happened next?”

Later, Yu Xiucheng waited in the closet for a long time but no police came to the door. Then he realized that his mother did not call the police, but she was just afraid that he would rush out at that moment.

“Later, my father found me hiding in the closet when he returned home.” Yu Xiucheng said, “Then he led all his men to wipe out the stronghold of the local snake that night.”

“Your mother is really great.” Lin Xi has been unable to hear such things in recent years. She stretched out her hands and hugged Yu Xiucheng’s neck: “When she was so nervous, she still remembered to make you lie down and protect you so well. It’s really amazing.”

The man’s big palm gently clasped the back of her head, and then kissed her back to the bed.

“You too.”

Jiang Ge had been at the back door today and did not realize that a large number of police were ambushing around Ye Tan’s front door. If Lin Xi hadn’t stopped him from pulling out the gun, this matter would have become a very troublesome matter.

“Me?”

Lin Xi’s tone rose slightly, as if she heard something incredible.

“I can’t be that great.”

She opened the skirt of the man’s pajamas with her fingers, and her fingertips traced along his Adam’s apple like a feather.

“But… I can take you to do something else, which should be more effective than fazosin…”