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The next day, Maxwell came over, gave me a kiss, and left.
The third day, Maxwell not only kissed me but also “serviced” me a bit.
The fourth day, Maxwell did everything except the final step.
I was speechless. I had been missing for so long, didn’t anyone think of me? In these days of being imprisoned, I even gained some weight.
Today was the fifth day. Maxwell came in the middle of the night.
I was woken up by the sound of footsteps, opening my eyes to see Maxwell standing in front of me.
Maxwell knelt down, resting his head in the crook of my neck, like a person stranded in the desert desperately seeking water.
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“Caleb… Caleb…”
I reached out my hand, gently patting Maxwell’s back.
“I’m here, Maxwell. Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
Maxwell’s hoarse voice echoed in the basement, “My puppy…”
“Are you going to leave me too?”
I remembered the third dream, the dream where I was killed.
But I wasn’t panicked. I said softly, “Puppy won’t leave. Don’t be afraid.”
Looking at Maxwell in my arms, I said in a low voice, “Maxwell, do you want to kiss? I want to hug you.”
Maxwell buried his head in my chest, hugging me like a child.
I looked at the ceiling, then at Maxwell’s sleeping face.
Maxwell slept very soundly. When he woke up, he met my curious gaze.
Maxwell got up expressionlessly, about to leave, when my calm question came from behind, “Maxwell, last night, did you want to kill me and then commit suicide?”
Maxwell turned around abruptly and said coldly, “No.”
I innocently pulled out the knife.
Maxwell: ”
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My expression was gentle, “You love me, Maxwell.”
Maxwell pressed his lips tightly together, not responding.
I put the knife on my palm. The knife was very sharp and drew blood immediately.
Maxwell’s pupils constricted, and he said in a trembling voice, “Don’t… Caleb, calm down.”
My expression was still gentle, “You really like to hold things in, always not talking to me.”
Maxwell was about to break down, but he didn’t dare come forward. He was afraid I would end my life directly.
I lowered my eyes and smiled, “In the future, if you do this again, I might not forgive you so easily.”
I threw down the knife. Maxwell ran over and hugged me tightly. I could feel his fear.
My voice was very soft, “Maxwell, don’t not believe that your puppy doesn’t love you!”‘
“I love you, Maxwell.”
“If you ask when I realized it, probably… when you stopped appearing in my dreams.”
Maxwell’s body was still trembling, seemingly not having recovered yet. I gently held Maxwell’s face with one hand and closed my eyes to kiss
him.
I came back to the company. All my colleagues thought I had just been seriously ill and expressed their concern one by one.
I thanked them all, looking at someone with a dark face, feeling helpless inside.
Alright, time to coax him again.
11:10 PM
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Alright, time to coax him again.
At noon, I was pressed against the seat and kissed. Maxwell said expressionlessly, “You shook hands with a lot of people this morning.”
After saying that, he frowned and mumbled softly, “I haven’t even held your hand that many
I smiled, “I’ll only hold hands with you in the future.”
Maxwell was satisfied and lowered his head to continue kissing.
After kissing, Maxwell felt bad again. Was this love too oppressive for me?
times.”
Who knew that after hearing Maxwell’s words, I smiled, “Maxwell, control and possession are your ways of expressing love. I already know you love me without sweet words.”
Maxwell was obviously stunned. Looking at me who was a bit shorter than him, he smiled, “Then what about you? What’s your way of expressing love?”
I raised my head and looked at Maxwell seriously, “Every time I hug you, every part of my body is screaming.”
“They’re saying I love you. I love you, Maxwell.”
Maxwell’s eyes moistened, and he lowered his head to kiss me.
“Mm, I love you too.”
