in a box

Work is work and life is life.Lu Jian's life principles have never been wrong.It was also him who rescued himself again and again before leading him into another dead end.The difference is that he will still find a way out for himself.

I have never found it difficult to run away before, but leaving everything behind makes me feel extremely comfortable.But this time it was completely different, he felt as if he had been plotted against by himself.

The past self was squatting in the corner, smiling mockingly, and mouthing "fool".

After Lu Jian agreed with the pick-up person on the time and place, he put sleeping pills in Li Jing's water glass, enough for him to sleep until dawn.

I don't have much luggage, just bring one or two close-fitting clothes, and throw away all the clothes I bought this year.Use the CD-ROM virus to clean up the computer destructively, and confirm that it cannot be turned on again.Use an organic solvent cleaning solution to clean up all the hair and saliva drops to prevent DNA from being left.

As if time fast forwarded, all the messy reference materials on the desk were burned, all the office equipment was thrown into snakeskin bags, and all the sheets and quilts were dragged to the cleaning truck that arrived in advance.The middle-aged man who drives the cleaning vehicle wears a hat and a mask, does not speak but does things.

When he threw his gas mask into the car, Lu Jian wanted to stop him for a moment.

It was still cold outside, filled with fog, and the sun hadn't risen yet, so Lu Jian retreated into the room.

It was 22 o'clock, and Lu Jian finished packing up all his things.He stood in the living room, listening to the ticking of the quartz clock on the wall.His eyes flicked around, here...here...and there, the sofa, the dining table, the counter.

Li Jing is like a middle school student who has a taste for taste, and played with him time and time again in this small apartment, on the table, on the floor, and on the wall.

The two have a high degree of physical fit. Although they have only been together for a month or two, they have almost fully developed each other's bodies.In the sticky and pleasurable, continuous or short-lived sex again and again, Lu Jian experienced feelings that he had never imagined before.Some love can indeed be made.

Every inch of skin touched, every drop of saliva exchanged, every breath he felt made him unable to extricate himself.This may be his fault.Li Jing is just an experimental subject, and all he can do is accept his guidance. It is my own fault for not separating work from love life.

But who could he blame.

These days are almost like a dream.The experiment was over, and the dream that had gone deeper and deeper had also woken up.

Li Jing in the bedroom snored steadily.Lu Jian walked around, afraid of missing something.Walking to the easel, he stopped.

How come there are two paintings...?

One is the portrait he painted for himself before, what about the other?Lu Jian was suspicious and opened the canvas.When he lifted it up to look, he froze.Here is a bust of him.

If there is anything, it is in this painting that he is smiling happily at the viewer.Not sad at all, not sad at all, as if the two met at school, a couple who confessed to each other after going through some oolongs and are still in love, and this is just a scene they accidentally captured when they were out on a trip .Happiness is almost overflowing from the painting.

Lu Jian knelt down and covered his eyes.What is the use?Tears dripped from between his fingers and wet the floor.

Lu Jian rushed to Binhai City by car, and took the earliest flight to a small country in the west.After all the formalities were completed, it was almost like rushing to work, and Lu Jian took the business class cabin.

Seeing that he was wearing sunglasses, the escorts asked, "Sir, do you have eye problems? Do you need to make an appointment for a doctor?"

Lu Jian looked at his enthusiastic expression and knew what he was planning. "No, I just stayed up late to write the report, and my eyes were bloodshot." Lu Jian took off his glasses and put on an eye patch, ignoring him.

There was nothing else he could do but sleep.He can't do other things either, there is a person in front of him, lingering.

Li Jing woke up at six in the morning.He was wide awake.

He got up and drank a glass of water, saw the scattered paintings on the floor, then walked back to the bedroom, got dressed, and after thinking about it, he made himself breakfast.

He hadn't tried the miso soup he bought yesterday, so he made an omelet, toasted toast, made miso soup and salad, all for one person.He sat down to drink the soup and drank two bowls.The soup was accidentally made too much.

After breakfast, he started to pack his luggage.He didn't seem to have anything to take with him except a cell phone that had been out of service for a long time.The coat in the closet was too small, and after looking around, I finally found a set of clothes on the bottom of the closet.Just the right size, style and taste, new and unopened.After hesitating for two seconds, he went to change it.

Li Jing took some basic items casually, stuffed a travel bag, locked the door and went out, as if he was just going to school.

The map on the table clearly indicated his route back to school. Holding the map, he walked out of the community, onto the street, and into the bustling subway station.The air outside seemed to have not changed at all during this year, it was still so pungent, bland, and presentable.Li Jing walks through the smell of soap, poor-quality perfume, and bricks and earth, but he can't remember the smell of the person he came into contact with in the past year.

It was ten o'clock in the morning when we returned to campus.

In the morning of early spring, just after it rained, the water pools on the ground can reflect light.The breeze blows slowly, and the asphalt road on the campus is very quiet.Students are in class.The bird is out foraging.Li Jing was walking on the main road, looking at the tall trees growing along the road.He didn't say a word because he didn't want to say anything.

At this time, he stood in the middle of the road and stopped.

It turned out that he was really free.

In various senses, he will no longer be subject to that man named "Lu Jian", and he will not have to act only in that small apartment. He will be able to touch the sunshine of the outside world, the rich body of a woman, All kinds of delicacies, intricate shapes and huge smells.

He'll be able to do whatever he wants again, even nothing at all.It's not an escape, it's just the end.This is not abandonment, this is the end.Lu Jian finally finished everything he wanted to do, got everything he wanted, left him, and returned Li Jing's most cherished freedom.