77: Chapter 77 The Omega Young Master's Benefactor (Bad Ending)
After that, Mu Lin did change a little, but it didn't last long, or perhaps it's true that a leopard cannot change its spots.
After accidentally hearing him make an appointment with Song Shu over the phone, he didn't send anyone to follow or monitor him, because he followed him quietly himself.
That day, Song Shu asked him out to say goodbye; the other party intended to leave the Magic City, go to develop elsewhere, let go of the past, and start a new life. Before leaving, he wanted to see Lu Zhan one last time.
Lu Zhan naturally wouldn't refuse and arrived as agreed. The two had a pleasant dinner. When leaving, Song Shu couldn't help it and rushed up to hug Lu Zhan.
His face buried in Lu Zhan's shoulder, his eyes red, tears falling continuously, wetting Lu Zhan's clothes.
Perhaps out of pity, or perhaps because the other party was leaving, Lu Zhan looked at the person in his arms with a soft expression, wrapping his left arm around him and gently stroking his back with his right hand, comforting the emotionally unstable young man.
Mu Lin, peeking from a hidden spot, looked at this scene, the fire of jealousy and endless pain almost drowning his reason. He wanted to rush out and pull that Omega away; A-Zhan was his, his alone.
However, he didn't dare. He could only hide in this dark corner, cursing Song Shu to die quickly while humbly begging Lu Zhan not to leave.
After a while, Lu Zhan felt the other party had calmed down and said softly:
"Song Shu, be well in the future, forget me. I have Mu Lin by my side."
After saying this, he pushed him away, took one last look, and walked out.
Song Shu, left where he was, had already restrained all his emotions, as if nothing had happened, and slowly left.
The two had left; Mu Lin sat in his seat in silence, his complexion dark and treacherous, his eyes gloomy and terrifying.
"A-Zhan, you are mine, no one can take you away."
Like a neurotic mutter.
After a while, he finally calmed down completely.
Lu Zhan had already driven away, but for some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that drove him to return, and then he saw Mu Lin walking out of the restaurant entrance.
The moment Mu Lin saw Lu Zhan, his face turned pale, devoid of color, and his eyes were filled with panic and unease.
Lu Zhan was radiating coldness, his face frozen, and he glanced at Mu Lin with indifferent eyes, saying without a hint of emotion:
"Mu Lin, don't come looking for me again. I never want to see you again. We are completely finished."
After saying that, he turned and left without any attachment.
"A-Zhan, don't go, listen to my explanation."
Sad words came, but Lu Zhan was unmoved; he opened the car door and drove away directly.
Mu Lin chased after him, but how could he catch up? He could only watch in despair and sorrow as the car went further and further away until it disappeared. He knew Lu Zhan would never forgive him again and would never be with him again.
He didn't want this either; he also wanted to be well, but he just couldn't control himself.
He wouldn't give up. He kept thinking in his mind. Finally, he thought of a perfect plan.
That night, he quietly opened Lu Zhan's door, walked in with very light steps, and used his S-rank Pheromones attack to make Lu Zhan fall into a coma, then took him away.
The next day, Lu Zhan woke up from a coma, and what met his eyes was completely unfamiliar furnishings. What place is this? Wasn't he asleep in his own house?
Lu Zhan got up and got out of bed, and the room instantly rang with a jingling sound. His body felt soft and weak; he must have been drugged.
Lu Zhan's gaze followed downward; there was a silver chain on his ankle.
The other end was firmly locked into a buckle on the wall.
Never for a moment had Lu Zhan felt so humiliated; he was trapped in this room like a bird in a cage. In an instant, he knew who did this; besides Mu Lin, there could be no one else.
"Mu Lin, get out here."
His raised tone was filled with immense anger.
The bedroom door opened in response. Mu Lin looked to be in a very good mood, his eyes filled with pleasure and excitement.
"A-Zhan, what do you want with me?"
Lu Zhan's face was like frost, his gaze sharp as he looked at the person in front of him, saying coldly:
"Let me go."
Mu Lin looked dismissive and walked closer with a casual posture, stroking the silver chain with a strange sense of satisfaction in his eyes.
"A-Zhan, isn't this great? From now on, you won't be able to leave. You will only have me by your side, and you will only be able to see me. Similarly, no one else will be able to see all of you; from now on, you will completely belong to me, and we can be together forever."
The neurotic words came, and Lu Zhan only felt that this person in front of him had gone crazy.
"Mu Lin, this is just your delusion. I will never belong to you. I would rather die than live in such humiliation. You have truly disappointed me to the core. I now regret my blindness and those unnecessary moments of softness and heartache. A dark, selfish person like you is simply unworthy of my love."
As the words fell, Mu Lin's expression instantly became terrifying; it was unclear which sentence had triggered him.
"I'm dark and selfish, and Song Shu is a good one? I'm unworthy, and Song Shu can make you treat him differently? A-Zhan, don't blame me; you forced me to do this."
Lu Zhan just looked at Mu Lin with complete indifference; never had it been so clear to him that this person could never be changed, nor could he be controlled by him. All the things before were just an illusory facade.
"Mu Lin, do you really love me? Breaking wings, imprisoning in a cage, no dignity, no self, like a caged canary for you to admire and play with; is this your love?"
Mu Lin's face turned a few shades paler upon hearing this, his heart churning with pain, yet he was unwilling to yield in the slightest, replying with a hint of nonchalance in his eyes:
"A-Zhan, I also wanted to treat you well, but you always disobeyed and were unwilling, so I could only do this."
As he spoke, Mu Lin walked over slowly, holding a syringe in his hand.
"What is that?"
Lu Zhan didn't have time to think too much, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
His soft and weak body was easily restrained by Mu Lin. Before long, the empty syringe was thrown to the side.
"A-Zhan, don't be afraid, it's just to bring your rut forward."
The extremely light voice exploded in Lu Zhan's mind. On Lu Zhan's cold face was disbelief, and his eyes were full of disappointment and sorrow.
"Mu Lin, what do you take me for?"
Mu Lin's face showed some confusion and incomprehension, but his eyes were strangely excited.
"A-Zhan, you are of course my partner."
Hearing this, Lu Zhan's heart turned completely cold. He lay weakly on the bed, closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to look at Mu Lin for even a second longer.
However, this calm didn't last long. With his rut deliberately triggered and no suppressant injected in time, Lu Zhan was extremely uncomfortable all over, shivering non-stop.
Mu Lin, however, remained unmoved and instead watched with great interest.
"A-Zhan, as long as you tell me you will be with me forever..."
Like a devil's whisper, Lu Zhan resisted with all his might and ignored it, but when he reached a certain limit, he was no longer able to resist his instincts, and he spoke the words involuntarily.
That day, Mu Lin was satisfied, but something in Lu Zhan had been completely destroyed and could never be mended again.