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Throughout the afternoon of filming, Haohao's face grew increasingly pale. He struggled to maintain a smile on the surface, but the pain and fear inside him were impossible to conceal. While Da Shewan and Pig's Feet rested nearby, Haohao could no longer hold back and rushed to a nearby public restroom to vomit violently.
The restroom was filthy, with old stains covering the walls and stagnant water pooling on the floor. The overpowering stench of waste made it impossible for Haohao to suppress his body's reaction. He knelt before the toilet, trembling from the force of his retching, his stomach convulsing in agony. His throat burned painfully from the violent vomiting, and sweat mixed with tears streamed down his cheeks.
The events of last night replayed in his mind like an endless nightmare. Haohao didn't want to admit that he had been forced into those situations, but the images were etched into his memory like a brand, impossible to erase. Every time he tried to forget, Da Shewan's deliberate physical contact would force him to relive it all over again. Those nauseating touches filled him with humiliation and disgust.
"I can't go on like this..." Haohao screamed in despair within himself, yet he couldn't escape the pain. Whenever he closed his eyes, the scenes from last night flashed before him like an inescapable hell. He felt crushed by an invisible force, unable to breathe or think.
"Why... why did it come to this..." Haohao whispered in anguish, tears mingling with sweat as he struggled to understand how he had fallen into such a predicament.
Just then, the restroom door swung open abruptly, and in walked Da Shewan. He was sweating profusely, a sinister grin on his face, with a chilling glint in his eyes. Seeing Da Shewan filled Haohao with fear and despair; he pleaded softly, "Please... don't push me anymore!"
Da Shewan laughed and said, "What's wrong? Missing the taste of last night? Do you miss me?" With that, he yanked Haohao up from beside the toilet. Haohao's body swayed weakly as dizziness washed over him.
Leaning close to Haohao's ear, Da Shewan whispered, "Why haven't you replied to my messages?"
Haohao was forced to listen to Da Shewan's eerie voice, filled with dread and pain. His body trembled from tension and fear, unable to break free from Da Shewan's grip. Da Shewan's hand clutched Haohao's arm tightly, causing a sharp pain.
"I... I don't want to see your messages..." Haohao's voice quivered, tears welling in his eyes.
Da Shewan let out a cold laugh, his fingers gliding provocatively over Haohao's cheek as he taunted, "Oh? Is that so? Your performance last night didn't seem like someone who didn't want to see me."
Haohao was overwhelmed with humiliation and pain; he struggled against Da Shewan's hold but found himself utterly powerless before him. Da Shewan's laughter echoed in the cramped restroom, suffocating Haohao under its weight.
"Please...let me go..." Haohao begged softly, his eyes filled with despair. Da Shewan looked at Haohao begging for mercy, and the perverted heart in his heart became happy again. There was a bulge in his pants and a perverted smile spread across his face. Da Shewan grabbed Haohao's mouth and forced him to raise his head and look at himself. "Okay..." Da Shewan said with an evil smile, "I see your mouth is so cute... You should put something in it to make it look better, right?" Haohao's eyes were full of fear and despair, and his body was because of Trembling with fear. He tried to break free from Da Shewan's shackles, but his weak hands could not shake the opponent's iron fist. That sense of oppression made him feel suffocated, and his heart was filled with helplessness and humiliation. Da Shewan's eyes became colder and he said viciously: "Accept the reality, Haohao...Submit yourself to me, and I will treat you like my true love." Haohao's heart was full of Feeling helpless and in pain, he knew he could not resist Da Shewan's control. That sense of powerlessness made him feel extremely humiliated and desperate. The experience of last night kept flashing through his mind, and every time he recalled those touches and insults, it made him feel extremely sick and painful. Da Shewan grabbed Haohao's chin tightly and forced him to look directly at her: "Do you think you can escape? You are already mine. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change this fact." Tears filled Haohao's eyes. He shook his head feebly and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he could not make a sound. His heart was filled with despair, and he felt like he was being crushed by an invisible force. Da Shewan looked at Haohao's helpless look and smiled with satisfaction. He slowly released Haohao's chin, but still slid his fingers frivolously on Haohao's face: "Be obedient, and I will treat you well." Haohao felt nauseous, and he tried to retreat, but His body was so weak that he couldn't move. His heart was filled with pain and fear, and he felt like he was being pushed into the abyss step by step by Da Shewan. Da Shewan looked at Haohao's reaction with satisfaction, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes: "Remember, you belong to me. No matter how you struggle, you can't escape from my grasp." HaohaoPowerless He fell to the ground, a trace of despair flashing in his eyes. He knew that he could not escape the control of Da Shewan, and this feeling of helplessness made him feel extremely painful. His body was shaking with fear, and his heart was filled with helplessness and humiliation.
Da Shewan looked at Haohao's pained expression and smiled with satisfaction. He slowly turned and walked toward the door, glancing back at Haohao as he coldly said, "Remember, you belong to me."
Haohao sat helplessly on the ground, a flicker of despair crossing his eyes. He knew that this nightmare was far from over; in the days to come, he would have to face even more pain and humiliation. This feeling of helplessness tormented him, filling his heart with despair as he felt crushed by an invisible force.
As Da Shewan left the restroom, Haohao felt as if he could finally catch his breath. He leaned weakly against the wall, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. He knew he had to find a way to escape this endless suffering and torment, but at that moment, he felt utterly helpless and desolate.
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