The corner Rat

Back then, I did not believe that people who woke up from a coma could speak a different languages ​​or have a completely different personalities. Well, now I fully believe that something like this will happen in this world because it happened to me.

The last thing I remember was that it was cold in that cave. When I became a little conscious, I began to feel my hands shaking. I heard a loud noise above my head, and I felt fresh air rushing to my face. I blinked twice, my vision blurred.

"The stimulation is complete." I heard a computer voice announce.

When I woke up from my sleep, I found myself lying in bed. I look to the right, then to the left. In a white room, there are a total of thirty beds. I saw other people getting up from the bed and walking towards the open door. I sat on the bed, concentrating on twisting my toes. I can't feel my toes, but I decided to step on the floor. I fell on the white marble floor. I had to slowly regroup my strength and limped towards the front door.

Walking to the door, the winter wind blew into the small white room. I saw other partners waiting for them in thick furry jacket and hat. They left one by one.

Honestly, I don't know where I am. I woke up from a nightmare in a hospital gown and slippers. I didn't want to continue standing, so I decided to sit on a rock next to the entrance.

Somehow it reminds me of when I was in middle school. I like to play soccer. To be clear, it is not American football. I don't know why when the rest of the world calls it football and the Americans call it soccer. The rest of the world calls it football because we play with our feet. Americans throw the ball with their hands, so I don't know why they call it football. Should it be called handball or throwball? Even with these confusions, I have to say that I like watching American football. My favorite team must be the Chicago Bears and the Green Bay Packers, which are the oldest rivals in NFL history. I just love watching them play together, but the game doesn't excite me as much as their fans. These American Football fans are died hard fans. Even when their team lost the game, they still cheered and throw the players a welcome party. Sometime their fans could very get out of hand on social media. If you are a fan, you know what I mean... Anyway, I will sit and wait for my mother to pick me up. My mother has never participated in any games I played in middle school. I am always that kid who has to wait thirty to forty minutes after everyone else is picked up by their parents, but I never blame my mother. As a single mother, she worked very hard to support me.

After one day of practice, while I was waiting for my mother to pick me up, a group of men gathered around me asking for money. I told them that I was a student and I had no money. They got angry and started attacking me. Jack and his friend happened to be passing by, and they saved me. This is why after being bullied so many times by Jack, I still become good friends with him. That night, I said Sayōnara to football and started practicing martial arts.

One night, while I was waiting for my mother to pick me up, I saw Lisa waiting for her parents. The three people who beat me a few years ago started harassing Lisa. I was very angry, so I decided to fight these three bastards and we fought a epic fierce battle. At the end, we all got suspended from school. My year of martial arts practice paid off. I beat the three men up badly. One of them have a broken nose. That night, I got my sweet revenge and a girlfriend.

Life is funny, a bit like a roller coaster ride, with ups and downs. You would think that since I saved Lisa, she would be more grateful and stay with me. When I sat on these rocks, I regretted saving her. I thought that if someone as innocent as her was defiled by those men, she would not be able to face the world, but men...I was wrong.

"I'm hungry," I said to myself. I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall.

"Then get up."

I opened my eyes and saw Xiao Lan looking at me.

"Xiao Lan."

I quickly got up and hugged him. I don't know why, but for some reason, I think I miss him very much. It feels like I haven't seen him for many years.

"Stop acting like a kid."

"Xiao Lan," I complained. "Can you get me a lift? I feel like both of my legs are weak and I can't walk."

"Alright."

I quickly jumped onto Xiao Lan's back, and we started to walk down the small hill that I thought it was a mountain. Looking back at the main entrance, there are still people waiting. I am glad that I am not the last one to be picked up like before. I am no longer the corner mouse who had to hide because of embarrassment.

"What do you want to eat?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Something good is good enough."

So here we are, in my small apartment a year later. I don't know what happened during the time I left. Xiao Lan only told me that I was hibernating, and learned new skills. I learned new skilled. However, I only remembered that I went through a lot of dangers. I was locked in the library and forced to read every book before I was released. Thinking about how miserable life was, I just remembered that I felt like I was in a black hole. Then a demon stood in front of me with a whip and forced me to read a lot of books, but sadly, I don't remember what I read.

When the sun hit my eyes, I slowly opened them. I found myself sleeping on the left side, and I looked at the furry arm holding me. I don't have to guess, I know that this long furry arm belongs to Xiao Lan. The sweetness on Xiao Lan's body was a bit less than last night.

"Xiao Lan," I muttered in pain. My bottom and lower back hurts from Xiao Lan's assault last night. "Why do you smell sweeter when you are horny?"

"I don't know," he murmured behind me and he pulled me back inside his arms and held me tightly.

"So, you mean it's been a year since the last time we..."

"Mmm."

I quickly adjusted myself to face Xiao Lan.

"You bastard, you only come to me when you need to bang me. I have been away for a year, who else are you banging?"

"No one."

"Lair," I grabbed his furry chest and climbed onto him. "Tell me, why don't you come to save me?"

"I am not supposed to. This is part of your training." He looked up at me and smiled. He grabbed my manly waist and lifted it up, and then I felt his hard popsicle slide inside me. My passage allows it to slide inside without hesitation. Then Xiao Lan began to exert force.

"Xiao Lan…you…ah…" I moaned.

After that, Xiao Lan rolled me onto my stomach and continued to thrust nonstop from behind me. I gripped the sheet tightly and continued to moan.

"Xiao Lan…stop it."

It seems that the more I told him to stop, the faster his thrust, so after a few attempts, I closed my mouth. Two hours later, Xiao Lan finally ejected after we changed ten different positions.

"Xiao Lan, why do you have to always eject inside me." I frowned. "Get away, you heavy beast." I wanted to push Xiao Lan away from me, but I am all worn out.

"Jig, when you are cultivating, your third eye is open, and you will see things you have never seen before." Xiao Lan said.

"What kind of thing?"

"That kind of thing," He pointed to my left.

"Good morning," I heard an old woman's voice.

I looked up and saw an old woman holding a white cat.

"He meant something like me," she smiled with her red lips and stroked her white cat's whiskers.