TSBIR Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Song Yichen’s Torment

Seeing Song Yichen at this moment, her eyes were incredibly complex, and finally, she shook her head and left.

Song Yichen’s willpower was beyond her imagination, or rather, Song Yichen’s affection for Shen Xingyang was what she found unimaginable.

From this perspective, she had little hope.

“Shen Shao, the drug I administered to him is called ‘Surging Tides of Passion.’ It’s very potent. If we don’t leave now, it’s possible that…”

This was a well-known and powerful aphrodisiac, rarely used because its effects were too intense. Moreover, it was a secretion from a marine creature, and there was no way to relieve it except through that method.

At worst, he could only endure it, but few could manage that. The unreleased desire was enough to make one wish for death.

“What about him?”

Ji Yan remained silent. He might harm himself due to the extreme discomfort, or he might do other things. He didn’t know.

“All of you, get out.”

Ji Yan looked at Shen Xingyang in disbelief, “Are you crazy?”

Song Yichen could still control himself now, but if he truly tasted the pleasure, he would become uncontrollable. Given Shen Xingyang’s physical condition, it would lead to either death or disability.

“Get out. Don’t make me say it a second time.”

Shen Xingyang used to respect Ji Yan because he was someone Shen Jinjue had arranged, but now, he was disappointed in Shen Jinjue and also in Ji Yan.

“I’ll arrange someone for him. He won’t be in any danger…”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Shen Xingyang turn his head and glance at him. That look was so cold that Ji Yan felt the surrounding air drop in temperature.

This was the first time he had seen this kind of aura from Shen Xingyang, a deep sense of killing intent. He was suppressing his anger.

Ji Yan said nothing more and left with his men.

Shen Xingyang approached Song Yichen, but before he could touch him, he was pushed away.

Song Yichen bit his arm hard, forcing himself to stay awake.

“Don’t come near me. I don’t want to do something I’ll regret.”

Song Yichen’s voice trembled violently. Shen Xingyang’s heart was melting, and he felt terrible. It was all his fault. How could Shen Jinjue, who had been so opposed to their relationship, suddenly agree to it?

“What can I do to make you feel better? Let me help you.”

The veins on Song Yichen’s neck were bulging, his eyes were bloodshot, his nails were digging into his flesh, and he was making low growling sounds.

“Just go out.”

Shen Xingyang shook his head, standing there unwilling to move. He couldn’t bear to watch Song Yichen suffer like this.

“Shen Xingyang, if I hurt you today, I’ll never be able to forgive myself.”

“Be good, okay?”

Song Yichen’s gentle and trembling voice reached Shen Xingyang’s ears. Shen Xingyang looked at Song Yichen and finally nodded, preparing to open the door and leave.

But just as he reached the door, Song Yichen suddenly pounced on him, startling Shen Xingyang into a cry.

After realizing what was happening, he just looked at Song Yichen gently, comforting him.

“Song Yichen, whatever you do today is not your true intention. Don’t feel any pressure.”

Shen Xingyang didn’t resist, just clenched his fists, enduring the pain.

He knew that Song Yichen might hurt him, so he wanted to tell Song Yichen in advance that whatever Song Yichen did to him was voluntary.

But Song Yichen suddenly released him and ran into the bathroom behind him, followed by the sound of running water.

Shen Xingyang touched his wet neck, which was bleeding a little.

Song Yichen poured cold water over himself, becoming a little more sober. Thinking about his behavior just now and what he had wanted to do, he felt a chill in his heart. He had almost made a mistake. If it hadn’t been for Shen Xingyang’s voice, he might have really done something wrong.

Shen Xingyang walked to the door, his hand touching it.

“Can you hold on?”

“I can.”

Song Yichen’s firm yet trembling voice made Shen Xingyang change his mind about wanting to help Song Yichen.

Perhaps, as Song Yichen said, if he insisted on helping Song Yichen and something really happened to him, Song Yichen might truly suffer for the rest of his life.

In fact, this drug wasn’t impossible to endure, just very painful. Perhaps Song Yichen himself just wanted to endure it, and he should trust his choice.

Thinking this, Shen Xingyang continued to tie himself up with the rope that had just been untied. As he was tying it, he heard many sounds from the bathroom.

When he finished tying himself up, he sat down with his back against the door.

“How are you?”

As soon as he asked the question, he actually heard Song Yichen’s collapsing sobs from inside.

“Shen Xingyang, I’m in so much pain.”

Song Yichen’s voice was hoarse, filled with heavy crying and deep desire.

The sounds coming from inside made Shen Xingyang know without even looking what Song Yichen was doing.

Shen Xingyang didn’t speak because he couldn’t help Song Yichen. The effects of the drug hadn’t fully taken hold yet, and Song Yichen was already like this. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like later.

As expected, it wasn’t long before loud crashes began to come from inside.

He kept calling Shen Xingyang’s name, constantly saying that he was in pain.

Shen Xingyang suppressed the urge to help Song Yichen, constantly pinching himself to stop himself from opening the door.

“Song Yichen…”

“Shen Xingyang, Shen Xingyang.”

“Open the door.”

From inside, he began to try to open the door forcefully, hitting the door with his hands.

“Shen Xingyang…”

“Shen Xingyang, I want you.”

Song Yichen’s waves of crying made Shen Xingyang’s heart ache densely. This feeling was too painful.

“Song Yichen, just endure it a little longer. You can do it.”

There was no way to deal with this drug at the hospital. He still had to endure it himself, and Song Yichen wouldn’t want others to see his embarrassment on the way to the hospital.

“Shen Xingyang…”

The person inside couldn’t hear any comforting words. He only wanted Shen Xingyang now, and couldn’t hear anything else.

“Song Yichen, do you know? Actually, I like you very much. After meeting you again, I knew that I wouldn’t like anyone else.”

“Your smile is very beautiful. Every time you see me, you smile very gently, a kind of indescribable, indefinable gentleness.”

“Before, I always felt that fate was unfair to me, until I met you. Then I realized that all my bad past was used to meet you. I’m very fortunate and extremely happy.”

…

Shen Xingyang kept saying these inner feelings, trying to make Song Yichen sober up and not feel so uncomfortable.

But the person inside, upon hearing these words, indeed stopped struggling, but began to cry, louder and louder.

If he were sober, Song Yichen would never cry like this.

The crying inside continued for a long time before gradually quieting down. Song Yichen became a little more sober and, hearing the movement, probably sat down with his back against the door as well.

“Shen Xingyang, talk to me.”

Song Yichen’s voice was very low, containing endless desire.

“Let me come in and help you!”

Shen Xingyang knew what Song Yichen was doing. Song Yichen’s voice was much clearer now, and he probably wouldn’t go crazy like he had been.

“Don’t come in, just like this, just talk like this.”

Song Yichen’s voice was very urgent, probably because he was in unbearable pain.

Shen Xingyang listened and sat down again, continuing to talk to Song Yichen. The sound of heavy breathing came from the bathroom.

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