Deep in the Act - Chapter 26

[Chapter 26]

Blood dripped from his nose and dripped onto his suit jacket. Fang Chi tilted his head back. Gao Zhun sat next to him, less than ten centimeters away, trembling all over. Fang Chi grabbed his hand and asked the driver: “Master Can you open the window a little bit?”

“Are you kidding? The air-conditioning is gone.” The taxi driver is a middle-aged man, slightly bald, staring at him vigilantly from the rear-view mirror, fearing that he might get blood on the car. on the seat cover.

Gao Zhun tilted his body towards him, wanting to lean in but didn’t dare, Fang Chi simply pressed the window and said, “I’ll double the fare for you.” The

driver was upset, but he didn’t stop him, and only muttered meanly: “Oh! Everyone has it, and their brains are broken.” The

car was called by Micro Motion. He wanted to get home early and give Fang Chi medicine earlier, and he even forgot his fear of cars, the small space, and the closed windows. I can’t help but think of that midnight, of the man on my body, of the pain in my butt… A strong arm hugged him, and he raised his head in a jerk. It was Fang Chi, and his tense nerves relaxed: “Don’t… know how to watch To…” The

voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear him, he was referring to the driver, Fang Chi held his waist and pulled him into his arms: “Whatever he does, it has nothing to do with us,” he turned sideways He wrapped Micro Motion with his chest, put his hands on his back and stroked it slowly: “Do you feel better?”

Micro Motion was squeezed against his chest, and the tight force made him relax, just think about it This embrace is Fang Chi’s, so he can be as quiet as a baby: “Don’t let go of me,” he muttered, “Don’t let go even if you break me.”

Fang Chi’s chin was pressed against his temple, and he didn’t Rubbing once and for all: “Don’t let go, you know I won’t let you go.”

At this time, the street was still very lively, and the neon lights on both sides of the road were colorful, and those bright lights shone into the car windows, hitting the two of them, followed by the car. The rental car was moving slowly in the traffic flow, which was ever-changing. The driver peeked at the rear mirror as if looking at a western scene. Two big men, in suits and leather shoes, hugged each other crookedly and whispered to each other. He contemptuously whispered in his heart. “Bah”, call them “farts”.

When we drove to the gate of Micro Motion’s home park, Fang Chi said hello to the property owner, and the car drove in. They all knew him, and every night when they sent Micro Motion home, they would warmly say, “Dr. Fang is back.

” Qian, Micro Motion helped Fang Chi go upstairs. Fang Chi was not seriously injured, but he enjoyed this kind of service, just like the hero who saved the beauty enjoys the beauty’s admiration.

Getting off the elevator, looking for the key, and opening the door, Micro Motion placed Fang Chi on the sofa carefully. Without even putting on his shoes, he went to find the medicine box. He said it was a medicine box, but in fact it only contained some medical alcohol and band-aids.

Under Arcimboldo’s huge painting, on the black leather sofa, Micro Motion propped one leg forward, holding Fang Chi’s face forward, holding the alcohol cotton with tweezers, gently rubbing the wound, leaning close, The breath is warm.

In front of his eyes was a fragile Adam’s apple and a thin chest. The collar was open, casting a triangular shadow in the yellow light of the spotlight. Fang Chi swallowed, put his hands on Micro Motion’s thin hipbones, and felt a burst of flesh under his palms. Trembling, he said guiltyly: “Be careful,” followed by a pain on the brow bone, and said coldly: “Your drawing hands are really heavy.”

It was a joke, but Micro Motion apologized: “I’m sorry…

” Pushing hard at the end of the hipbone, and then climbing the mountainside, Fang Chi wanted to stop, but because of the atmosphere, he couldn’t stop, Micro Motion’s ribs were small and protruding, and twisted with his stroking, his thumb moved slightly on it Scratch, Micro Motion limps towards him inch by inch, until the soft belly collapses and leans against him, and is wrapped by his arms.

The room was panic-stricken, and Micro Motion could hear disordered breathing and the sound of an engine passing by from time to time. Micro Motion hugged his neck bonelessly, and the smooth skin under the shirt was only a line away from his lips. Fang Chi knew that he was Playing with fire, this fire has been smoldering for a while, should he just let it burn like this?

Dazed by Zhengqing, Micro Motion said tremblingly, “Don’t leave, okay?”

If you don’t leave, what are you doing here?

Fang Chi woke up almost instantly, let go of his stiffly bound arms, moved around, and was about to get up from the sofa, but Micro Motion didn’t let him go, and hugged him tightly: “It’s too late, there is no car.”

“It’s okay , I’ll take a taxi.” Fang Chi stood up.

“I’m afraid, I’m really afraid,” Micro Motion tugged at his arm in despair: “I turned on the lights all night at night, I dare not close my eyes, I curled up in the corner of the bed like a mental patient, when those memories entangled me , I only think of you!”

He was crying, so pitiful, so helpless, Fang Chi suddenly couldn’t bear it, so Micro Motion pulled his strength, and hugged him again: “I’ll call you when I get home, I’ll stay with you on the phone, and we’ll talk until tomorrow…”

“No, I don’t want it!” Gao Zhun shook his head coquettishly: “Stay, please…”

Fang Chi tilted his head just like that day in the consulting room Kissed Micro Motion’s forehead, where it was slippery and cold, and could only be warmed by another person’s body temperature: “No way,” he pushed him away: “I have to go back.”

Micro Motion entangled him: “Don’t go, you I’ll give you whatever you want.”

Fang Chi turned his face away, looked at the door, Micro Motion pulled him desperately, without any dignity like that: “I promise to listen to you, please…”

“Let go of me,” Fang said. Chi’s voice was sharp and harsh, and in an instant, he became the great doctor who controlled people’s hearts again. Gao Zhun was sobbing and struggling for death: “No, I won’t let go…”

“Tonight, or every day in the future, you Choose.” This is a blatant threat, Fang Chi has been pushed to the bottom line, for a psychiatrist, using threats means that he has no better way.

As expected, Gao Zhun’s hand relaxed, Fang Chi pulled it lightly, and pulled it away. He seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally walked towards the door quickly.

In the evening of the next day, Fang Chi stood in front of his desk. The sunset was very early that day, and the sky above the city was shrouded in purple smoke. He glanced at his watch. He knew that even if he was rejected and hurt, Micro Motion still couldn’t do without him.

Opening the door, Micro Motion stood outside the door in a fine suit and well-proportioned black hair. His eyes were swollen, like a sad girl: “You know I will definitely come, don’t you?” he started abruptly : “So you wait for me, you know I can’t get out in your hands…” He bit it, with a look of resentment: “Playing with me, is it so interesting?”

There is no more direct question than this But Fang Chi was not afraid, he didn’t need to explain to him or apologize, he just slowly bullied him, Secretary Li was off work, so he hugged him at the door, and touched his red and swollen eyelids with tender fingers: ” Are you crying?”

Micro Motion was like a shy puppy, trying to hide from his fingers, but no matter how wild a puppy would be, he would submit to his master’s touch, and he just endured it tremblingly. Fang Chi asked gently: “Thinking about it.” Did I cry?”

Gao Zhun was stubborn and didn’t speak, Fang Chi asked again: “You hate me?”

Gao Zhun’s lips began to tremble, and he stared at him wrongedly, Fang Chi cupped his cheeks: “Still not talking? You are so cruel…”

Gao Zhun finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and plunged into his arms, crying: “Don’t make fun of me, please, don’t pull me close and then push me away, I can’t stand it …”

Fang Chi wiped away his tears with his thumb, and coaxed him: “How could I push you away, it’s just that sometimes… I’m so scared that I don’t know what to do.”

“You’re lying,” Gao Zhun grabbed him The palm of his hand, put it to his mouth: “You won’t be confused, you won’t be afraid…” The more he thought about it, the more he hated him, and he took a hard bite on Fang Chi’s thenar. cried out, looking at him in amazement.

Gao Zhun didn’t mean to be cowardly, on the contrary, he stared at two big eyes, with a pungent provocation in his tender heart, his expression was vivid and beautiful, as gorgeous as a bone-scraping knife, which made Fang Chi feel an impulse to want to Pulling off his collar, grabbed his neck, and ravaged him violently.

Micro Motion sensed his urge, it was some kind of chemical signal that made him wait obediently, and even raised his mouth slightly, looking like he was in heat.

In the same way, Fang Chi, his exuberant lust, also caught it. This is a juncture, he will either rein in the precipice, or sink in the mud: “Let’s start the treatment,” he said suddenly, “Take off your coat and lie down on the chair.

” For a few seconds, Micro Motion didn’t understand what he said, and it wasn’t until Fang Chi let him go and walked towards the treatment chair that he realized that he flinched again: “I’m seducing you…really?”

“Don’t talk nonsense,” Fang Chi said. He laughed it off: “You’re just emotionally unstable, and you don’t know what you’re doing.”

“No,” Micro Motion firmly denied, “I’m just seducing you.”

“You’re heterosexual, and I’m heterosexual, there’s no such thing as seduction or seduction .

Yes,” Fang Chi arranged the treatment area, patted the bright red reclining chair: “Come, come here.”

Micro Motion took off his coat and threw it on the table with a blank expression, pulled off his tie with a “swish”, let go and threw it on the ground: ” As you wish.”

Micro Motion lay down in front of Fang Chi, with a hint of sacrifice, with his neck slightly bent to one side, like a martyred saint in a classical oil painting: “Is it belly breathing?” He said neatly He unbuttoned his shirt, stretched his hand down to take off his belt, Fang Chi held him down: “No, today we are doing eye movement desensitization exercises,” he held his hand for a long time, without any sign of letting go: “Relax, put Leave it to me.” His hands were hot and sweaty: “When you are raped, what scares you the most?”

Suddenly hearing the word “rape”, all the muscles in Micro Motion tensed , He looked at Fang Chi resentfully, suspecting that he did it on purpose: “Is it because of this, I am not clean, and I am not good enough for you?”

Fang Chi sighed: “Mr. Gao, we are treating…”

“Treating you Hold my hand?” Micro Motion was aggressive: “You hold my hand like a lover…” His eye circles were red, and tears pooled in his eyes: “And what you did before… Now I can’t do without I drive you, I think of you all the time, you have a sense of accomplishment, don’t you!”

Fang Chi chose to escape: “I need you to recall a picture, a representative picture in the traumatic experience…”

“Men also have chastity?” Micro Motion interrupted him mercilessly: “If I hadn’t been raped, I’d be fine , are you willing to do it!”

“You haven’t been raped, we won’t meet at all,” Fang Chi looked at him rationally and logically, “If you weren’t raped, you wouldn’t even look at me, you just Peacock, live proudly in your cloud.”

Micro Motion was stunned, speechless.

Fang Chi has obviously done too much self-exposure. As a psychiatrist, his emotional management has failed: “Okay, let’s continue,” he let go of Micro Motion’s hand, and he wiped his sweat on a tissue: “Recall Take a look at your traumatic experience, so many images that make you feel scared, find the one you want to get rid of the most.”

Gao Zhun’s heart was disturbed, and it was the first time for Fang Chi to express his feelings. It has the meaning of being obsessed, which almost makes Micro Motion sure that he is also affectionate to himself: “They are all… very scary, they are like slow-motion replays, and I want to get rid of every frame.”

“What about the scariest thing?” ?” Fang Chi asked indifferently on purpose, but his jealousy wanted to hide it: “For example, when he suppressed you brutally? When he beat you roughly and took off your pants?” After a short pause, he said: “Or when he entered you , or it could be when you get an orgasm uncomfortably.”

Gao Zhun felt that every sentence was a slap in the face, panic, anger, and shame: “Probably when…he inserted it.”

“Inserted Come”, Fang Chi was stabbed by his words: “Okay, I need you to recall that scene.” He stretched out his hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and swayed from side to side thirty to forty centimeters before Micro Motion’s eyes: “Thinking That picture, follow my fingers with your eyes, do your best, and tell me if you can’t hold on.”

His fingers were straight and long, his nails were neatly manicured, and his fingertips were reddish. When he stared at these fingertips, Micro Motion suddenly There was a perverted association, he blamed himself for his licentiousness, and his shame made his lips bloodshot and bright red.

“Concentrate,” Fang Chi wiggled his fingers regularly, first from left to right, then from top to bottom, and finally circled slowly: “Imagine the scene of trauma.”

Micro Motion forced himself to think, the car seat folded down, The smell of steaming sweat, the weight of the man, the buttocks being pushed aside, the hot penis piercing in… He should be terrified, but with Fang Chi’s fingers dangling in front of his eyes, he was overwhelmed with excitement, his limbs trembling, His face was flushed, and he chased those shining fingertips with a greedy expression.

Fang Chi noticed his change, and his heart beat wildly uncontrollably. What Gao Zhun glowed fascinated him, it was not seductive, but it was enough to aphrodisiac.

He quickly manipulated his gaze so that he could peek at his lips wantonly. He wanted to just lean in. This desire was so strong that it sent chills down the back of his spine. His fingers were hypnotized, but he had no intention of stopping.

He got closer and closer, and the projection of the bridge of his nose had hit Micro Motion’s side face. He saw his own shadow and the corners of his lips wanted to touch. If the human soul really has good and evil ends, he thought that must be the evil self , I can’t wait to get rid of the cumbersome body, and go to taste the taboo first.

Fang Chi, he couldn’t help but say to himself, you really fell into it.