fear game

When Lance walked in, Qi Mo was confronting several nurses.The nurses hid on the balcony, holding the door rail and yelling: "Don't come here, I really have to call the security guard!"

Qi Mo was even more amused by these words, deliberately imitating the appearance of a vicious dog, stretched out his two front paws, "Wooooooooooooooooooo!" shouted at her, revealing two rows of tightly biting White Fang.The nurse was so frightened that she screamed again. When she saw Lance coming in, she hurriedly shouted, "Doctor!"

Lance nodded at her.

Qi Mo, who was mad at first, turned his head when he heard the voice, and immediately put away his ferocious expression, showing a smile of a mature man - if he didn't know that he was a lunatic, that smile could be described as suave.He immediately rushed forward, picked up Lance with both hands and turned around in a 360-degree circle.Lance was amused by him, and let him turn around gorgeously, his long hair fluttering in the spring breeze, and there was a sweet dimple on his face.

The little nurses were dumbfounded.how come?Dr. Lance, who usually kept a polite distance from everyone, actually showed such a gentle and defenseless expression in front of a patient?

"You go out first." Lance smiled at the nurses.

The ladies looked back as they walked out the door, obviously their curiosity had not been satisfied.

"Are you deliberately teasing them to find me?"

"Well, they said they can't see you until consultation time, but I miss the master." He said this very well, Lance reached out and touched the prickly black hair that was half a head taller than him. He cut it himself a few days ago.

"Did you come to me for something?"

"I want to visit your office," Qi Mo said sincerely. "Since I promised you to be my master temporarily, I want to know you better."

Lance thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Qi Mo stared at the small decorations on the office bookshelf with fascination, and couldn't help but tilt his head left and right to look carefully.

"Can I touch it?" Unexpectedly, he would take the initiative to ask the owner for permission.

"Okay," Lance said.

Qi Mo stretched out his index finger, and slowly stroking and sweeping over the real tooth-like Pixiu gum bed, then cast his eyes on the long-nose mask, circled his five fingers and slowly moved on the phallic nose, feeling the touch of his hand. The texture of the wood in the middle, and even close your eyes, as if you are enjoying this moment.

Lance felt that this was a good opportunity to get close to the patient's heart, so he asked, "What are you thinking?"

"Hush—" Qi Mo said mysteriously, "I'm communicating with it, listening to it..."

Lance glanced at the long nose: "Then what is it telling you?"

Qi Mo stopped answering, closed his eyes and "listened" for a while, and finally opened his eyes: "I won't tell you."

Lance smiled helplessly, he knew that it was not so easy to communicate logically with a madman.

"Why did you think of collecting these things?" Qi Mo pointed to the strange collections on the shelf, "Those little nurses must have a greatly reduced impression of you after seeing them."

"Isn't that better?" Lance didn't point out that he was gay, just smiled nonchalantly, "I don't know why I collected them back, I saw them when I was traveling, and I brought them back..." He said He put on a somewhat dazed expression again and looked at the sunset outside the window in the distance: "Maybe, they are another me left somewhere."

Qi Mo looked at him with piercing eyes, without saying a word, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on half of his face, casting some shadows on the side of the tall bridge of the nose.Lance didn't notice that the man's eyes at the moment looked like a mental patient.