Well, this was terrifying. He was still trying to catch up with the part where his parents trafficked drugs and he was their bargaining chip, never mind all the men with guns around him and all the talk of selling his organs or sending him back to his parents in pieces. His heart was racing in his chest as he saw Xue Yang approach and opened his mouth, hoping to plead with him over this whole mess. He didn't exactly know Xue Yang but he knew him well enough that he turned to him with whatever pitiful hope he had.

Only to have Xue Yang put his hand over his mouth and make it impossible for him to properly beg. He whined and squirmed in his head, not sure what was happening now. And then he heard that voice, that strangely familiar voice. He turned his head and craned his neck, seeing Chenglei there in front of him.

Zhao Chenglei. What the fuck?

His eyes widened comically and tried to say his name behind Xue Yang's hand but it really didn't come across.