in a box

Nothing special seemed to happen on this day.

Lu Jian came back early, and Li Jing stood by the sink to help wash the vegetables.After being imprisoned for so long, Li Jing's skin looked paler, and his lean muscles have also lost a lot.But tall is tall. Standing beside him, Lu Jian always had the illusion of standing next to a tree.

Maybe it would be comfortable to lie on it.

"Hey!" Li Jing suddenly reached out and grabbed the handle of the kitchen knife.

Lu Jian was distracted and almost cut his finger when cutting carrots.

He frowned deeply.

What is this thinking.Come back to your senses, come back to your senses.

He pushed the carrot into the heated oil pan, and the oil splashed everywhere.

Li Jing's hair was a bit long, and Lu Jian was thinking about whether to cut his hair.The white dog that was fed in the past had its hair trimmed once.People with less hair should be simpler.

He took a towel, scissors and clippers, and told Li Jing to sit still.

What kind of hairstyle do you want?He looked at his face.Li Jing's face was sharp and sharp, with sharp eyebrows. Although he had been handcuffed for so long, the hostility in his eyes had gone a lot, but he could still see the old look.Lu Jian was a little embarrassed.

His aesthetics are not bad, but not so good that everyone applauds him.He handed the tablet to Li Jing and asked him to choose a hairstyle he likes.Li Jing was born in art, and his aesthetics must be better than his own.

Li Jing searched carefully, and then asked Lu Jian to hold the mirror.He picked up the barber scissors.

...You know how to cut your hair? ? (⊙o⊙)

Lu Jian was dumbfounded, holding up the two mirrors, he saw Li Jing moving cautiously.He parted the bangs, cut the temples short, and thinned the back.Finally, he signaled Lu Jian to use the fader. "Push it up."

Lu Jian slowly pushed the corner of the incense burner at the rear with the pusher, and then pushed it up.

You're done.Li Jing felt that his neck was not refreshed, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lu Jian washed and hung up the towel, and took a dustpan and a broom to clean up the broken hair on the tiled floor.

wrong.what am i doing

Lu Jian stopped suddenly.

what am i doinghe asked himself suddenly.

He was cutting and cleaning his subject's hair.The hair is too long to prevent observation.obstruct observation.obstruct observation.no other meaning.

Doing this with him is like helping your lover get a haircut.

No no, no, no, that's not it.not like this.not like this.

He is handsome, but that's not the reason to have a good impression of him.Lu Jian has been single for more than 20 years, how could he easily fall in love with others?Besides, what is liking?

After Li Jing finished washing, he wiped his hair and came out of the bathroom.

He saw Lu Jian squatting on the ground, so he squatted down too, and hugged him from behind.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lu Jian's ears were beating drums and his heart was beating violently.ah ah.

Li Jing looked at his ears, the tip of the ear was very red.Very red, just like a pink camellia.nice.

It's over, Lu Jian thought to himself.He finally gave in, and turned back into Li Jing's arms.

Remember to resist.After thinking this sentence, he closed his eyes.

By this time, the two had only been together for eleven months.

Eleven months, just enough to conceive and give birth to a child.They have completed the entire process of Stockholm Syndrome treatment.

If this is said, who will believe it?I don't believe it.

Ahead was clearly a sea of ​​swords and flames, a bottomless abyss, and Lu Jian still had to bite the bullet to meet it.

He didn't want to die, he had to die too.