HR Chapter 58

One: A Record of Quitting Smoking – Just a Little Change

This villa was built nearly a century ago, commissioned by Lu Jianwei’s grandfather at great expense. At that time, traditional architecture was revived, and European and American modern styles were borrowed, so this villa is a combination of Eastern and Western architecture, with both retro elegance and modern convenience.

Lu Jianwei’s childhood memories are all here, and countless days and nights spent with Bai Liushen can be recalled from every bit of this place.

He sat on the leather sofa that Bai Liushen used to sit on, looking at Lu Qingshuang sitting opposite him. Lu Qingshuang’s face was pale, partly due to drug use and partly due to being frightened by Lu Qinyuan.

Things that are addictive, wanting to quit, are like cutting a piece of flesh from your body, both painful and difficult to part with. Especially when using violent means to quit cold turkey.

“I don’t know if I can stand it,” Lu Qingshuang said softly, weakly expressing his opinion.

Lu Jianwei, however, looked full of trust, firmly stating, “You can do it.”

Lu Qingshuang didn’t feel happy being encouraged. He rubbed his itchy nose, couldn’t help but sneeze, tears flowed down, and a strange, anxious craving rose in his heart. It felt like tens of thousands of ants were crawling on his body, or rather, crawling on his heart.

Lu Qingshuang’s nose and forehead were covered in sweat. He endured it, but the more he endured, the clearer and more unbearable the bone-corroding feeling became.

“Give it to me, I can’t take it anymore.” Drugs can instantly turn a tough guy into a softie. Lu Qingshuang knelt in front of Lu Jianwei, grabbing Lu Jianwei’s clothes with both hands, his eyes red with begging: “There’s no need to quit now, give it to me, let me take a hit, I can’t take it, it’s so uncomfortable…”

Lu Jianwei allowed Lu Qingshuang to grab his clothes, his gaze lowered as if looking at ants, without a trace of human compassion: “No, it has already begun.”

“You want to do it, don’t you? You want to do it whenever you’re angry. I promise you, I’m willing. Give it to me after we do it.” Lu Qingshuang knelt forward two steps, wedging himself between Lu Jianwei’s legs, his hands trembling as he reached to undo Lu Jianwei’s belt. A pair of hands held him down. Lu Qingshuang raised his head in confusion. Lu Jianwei smiled and shook his head: “I don’t want to do it now.”

Understanding the meaning of Lu Jianwei’s words, Lu Qingshuang instantly roared: “You told me to take it! Give it to me, I beg you, give it to me! You’re the one who told me to take it, it’s all you!”

Lu Jianwei was still smiling, his tone gentle: “Now I’m telling you to quit it.”

“I won’t! Why should I take it just because you tell me to, and quit just because you tell me to! I won’t, I just won’t quit!” These words were purely out of spite. Lu Qingshuang couldn’t bear the erosion of the drug addiction and collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, reaching out to tear his clothes, scratching out several bloody cuts with too much force. The pain seemed to alleviate the drug addiction, and Lu Qingshuang began to bang his head on the ground.

The ground was covered with carpet, and the pain wasn’t strong. Lu Qingshuang turned to bang on the coffee table next to him, but Lu Jianwei quickly grabbed him back by the back of his collar.

Lu Qingshuang whimpered incessantly, his hands and feet flailing. Lu Jianwei calmly threw Lu Qingshuang onto the sofa, twisted his arms behind him, and easily pinned Lu Qingshuang down.

Lu Qingshuang couldn’t move and began to cry, crying heartrendingly, tears, snot, and sweat smeared all over his face. Lu Jianwei reached out to wipe it off for him, leaned close to his ear, and said: “Yoyo, quit it for me.”

“I won’t quit! Ah? Hic…” Lu Qingshuang was crying intently, subconsciously refusing, but suddenly realizing what Lu Jianwei had said, he was shocked, and then began to hiccup non-stop.

The uncomfortable feeling in his body didn’t pass, but instead became stronger. Lu Qingshuang wished he could die immediately, using all his strength to try to overturn the person pressing on him, but his body had long been hollowed out by drugs and lust. After struggling for a long time, he felt even more uncomfortable and began to cry and wail again: “You told me to take it, why won’t you give it to me, give it to me…”

Lu Jianwei knew exactly how weak this body was. He pressed down on Lu Qingshuang, and regardless of whether he heard it or not, he whispered: “You be good, if you quit it, I will admit that you…”

Lu Qingshuang couldn’t hear anything, his whole mind was focused on fighting the addiction in his body, and his mind was a little dazed. His body twitched and spasmed unconsciously.

Lu Jianwei let go of his hand, and Lu Qingshuang slumped on the sofa like mud. His clothes were torn to pieces, barely hanging on his body. The exposed skin was a seductive red, and sweat soaked his hair, sticking wetly to his forehead. His closed eyes were slightly red and swollen, long eyelashes still clinging to tears, his brow furrowed uncomfortably, his lips tightly pursed, looking a little innocent and aggrieved.

Normally, Lu Jianwei would have enjoyed himself without any politeness, but now was not the time. He reached out to check his breathing. He was still alive, and his heart eased a little.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Lu Qingshuang’s drug addiction had passed, he carried him to the bathroom to clean him up.

Halfway through the wash, Lu Qingshuang woke up in a daze, but he had no strength, so he leaned weakly in the bathtub, staring unblinkingly at Lu Jianwei as he scrubbed him.

Lu Jianwei didn’t take offense, but instead had a hint of doting, allowing Lu Qingshuang to stare at him. When he was finished washing, he wrapped him in a large bath towel and carried him directly out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

Lu Jianwei’s clothes were all wet. He stood in front of the closet looking for clothes. Lu Qingshuang turned to look at him. This man was domineering, autocratic, ruthless, and even more heartless than affectionate to him, but when he was affectionate, no one could resist it.

“You said you would admit me, admit what about me?” He had heard it at that time, but he couldn’t spare the attention.

Lu Jianwei had already chosen his clothes, took them over, and put them on the bed. He took off his wet clothes. His strong, powerful chest had several large and small scars. There was a round scar right on his heart, the color was very light, suggesting that the years had been long.

Lu Jianwei didn’t put on any clothes, but leaned over Lu Qingshuang with his upper body bare, and his lips touched Lu Qingshuang’s chin: “What do you want me to admit?”

Lu Qingshuang raised his chin, twisting it slightly to avoid Lu Jianwei’s touch, and a chill rose in his heart for no reason.

Lu Jianwei, however, opened his mouth and bit Lu Qingshuang’s chin a few times, saying vaguely: “It’s what you think.”

Lu Jianwei propped himself up with his arms, raised his upper body, looked down at Lu Qingshuang, his expression solemn and serious, his voice slightly low: “Quit it, and I’ll admit that I like you.”

There was no confession in the world that could make Lu Qingshuang’s heart beat faster than this sentence. He didn’t have an excited expression, but just stared into Lu Jianwei’s eyes, those eyes were slightly curved, full of smiles and tolerance, without jokes or falsehood.

Lu Qingshuang’s tears flowed down, and he reached out and hugged Lu Jianwei’s waist, pulling him down, burying his face in Lu Jianwei’s chest and crying silently and messily.

However, their way of getting along did not change in any way. When Lu Qingshuang’s drug addiction acted up, Lu Jianwei was still extremely ruthless. The only difference was that he would hug Lu Qingshuang to the bathroom to clean him after the drug addiction had ended. Sometimes when Lu Qingshuang woke up, there would be a cup of warm milk on the bedside table.

No need to change too much, just a little is enough.

Lu Qingshuang was satisfied, and even began to look forward to the onset of drug addiction, so that he could blatantly stay in Lu Jianwei’s arms and take advantage of him.