inferior possession

Duan Congzhen has been very busy recently, and it is common for him not to go home for a few days, but Ji Lu felt suddenly relieved.

Even if he wasn't at home, there were plenty of ways to monitor himself. One afternoon, Jilu wanted to go out to catch his breath, so he took a taxi to the west of the city, until he reached the border between urban and rural areas.

Sitting on a bench by the canal all afternoon, watching the freighters pass one by one, the deer even had the idea of ​​running away.

Before he could think about it, Duan Congzhen's news came.

It was only a short sentence, but it made Ji Lu feel physically and mentally exhausted.

[This restaurant is good, you can try it]

Then there was a location, a certain restaurant in the western suburbs of the city.

Duan Congzhen said: [The location has been booked for you, and it will take less than 5 minutes to walk from your location. 】

Looking at the positioning cursor on the screen, that is, Lu Hangyan, he sighed lowly.

He knew that Duan Congzhen was secretly threatening him, he knew where he was and what he was doing, and he could even see it all the time, so don't have unrealistic ideas.

He has plenty of ways to monitor himself, and naturally he also has ways to punish him.

So Duan Congzhen is not at home, it is even a good thing for Yu Jilu, at least the pressure of life will be much less.

It was the first time he expected Duan Congzhen to stay in the laboratory so busy with work, even Lu himself found it ridiculous.

The anticipation and infatuation accumulated in Dongqingshan for seven years could not warm Duan Congzhen's heart.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the cup of water in his hand, that is, the deer's nose was blocked, and it would be better after filling two cups of hot water.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Ji Lu bowed his head, spreading gift paper to wrap Duan Congzhen's birthday present. The tie he bought arrived quickly. The jet-black box had the designer's name printed on it in bronzing letters, which looked good.

I remember when filling in the information, the shopping guide asked him who he ordered it for, lover, relative or friend, since there were only three options on the form, that is, Lu thought for a long time, holding a pen in his hand, and ticked in front of his lover.

He was actually a little afraid of this title.

The last time I heard it, it was from Duan Congzhen's mouth.

He said, "My spouse is sick, can you help me contact a mental hospital?"

At that time, Congzhen had a wound on his face, well-dressed, and looked exceptionally calm and calm. The corner of his mouth was covered with blood from Jilu's punch, and he looked like a victim.

Everyone believed him, everyone, including the police.

Seeing his forbearance, the police even asked him, "Mr. Duan, have you suffered domestic violence? Do you need to go for a medical examination?"

Duan Congzhen just shook his head silently, his eyes were distant and indifferent, he looked as if he loved his lover too much and couldn't bear him to be punished by law, and would rather endure the torment of a lunatic.

He played it really well.

That is to say, the deer felt like an isolated island, shut up on it, no one listened to him, and no one believed him.

After all who would trust a psychopath?

The heart was cramped, the breathing became disordered for a moment, the utility knife froze, and it slashed straight towards the tiger's mouth, cutting out not deep and not shallow scars.

The blood seeped out, became more and more turbulent, and gurgled out. Even the deer looked at it quietly and felt no pain. Looking at his hand, he only felt pulled away.

After a long while, he lowered his head and bit the bleeding place, the smell of blood flooded the whole mouth instantly, it was indescribably sweet.

I randomly found a band-aid and put it on, and the deer sat back again, continued to wrap the birthday present, glued it properly, and drew a golden bandage to tie the knot.

Putting the gift box aside, the deer sniffed, leaned against the corner, and stared at it faintly, with blurred eyes.

He hasn't celebrated Duan Congzhen's birthday in seven years. He has been looking forward to it for seven years, hoping that Duan Congzhen will come to see him, or at least give him a call, but he never waits.

The last time I gave him a gift, it was still in an empty medicine box. In the orphanage, all he could hold was a medicine box and a bowl, and he couldn't take out anything else.

The palm is attached to the surface of the velvet gift box, which is extraordinarily soft and indescribably comfortable.Ji Lu hung his eyes in a daze, and suddenly remembered that Duan Congzhen said that he would take him to see his mother.

Suddenly thinking of this, that is to say, those memories that rushed into his mind at the crossroads that day suddenly appeared in Lu's mind.

that car accident...

After hesitating for a moment, the deer suddenly realized something, his arms stiffened suddenly, and his breathing froze.

Staring fixedly at the gift box, the deer opened his mouth slightly, his face was pale, his fingertips shrank, and he shivered from the cold.

Grabbing the phone, Jilu took a deep breath, calmed down his beating heart, and searched for news with shaking hands.

Enter a few key words [drunk driving] [car accident] [explosion] [female], that is, the deer is holding the phone tightly, staring at the buffer sign, and his heart is in his throat.

After searching for a long time, I found a news article many years ago, which was about the car accident that happened that year, which was very similar to the car accident that Ji Lu heard about the death of Duan Congzhen's mother.

The driver of the big truck was drunk and crashed into a moving car. After the impact, it caught fire and exploded. The female driver died on the spot, while the man was rescued and sent to prison.

The scene of the car accident was on a remote and unnamed road. No one witnessed it, and no useful monitoring could be extracted. It can only be judged based on the wheel track that it was a drunk driving accident.

The news is only accompanied by a few pictures after the accident. The wheel marks on the scene are intertwined and black smoke is rising.

When Lu glanced at the picture from the corner of his eye, he felt a splitting headache, his wrist went limp, and the phone fell to the ground with a bang.

With clenched fists in front of his forehead, the deer bowed its body, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, as if someone was strangling its neck.

Broken memories flooded into his mind, seemingly real and unreal, memories that were too real, that is, the deer could even feel the fire, the raging heat, sticking to his face, stinging extremely.

The woman's scream, the man's low growl, the deafening bang of two cars colliding, the sound of braking, burning, explosion...

The deer suddenly felt very hot, very hot, and opened his eyes in horror, only to find that the living room was not on fire.

After hastily wiping his face, Ji Lu stood up from the sofa, covered in cold sweat, dazed, his fingers trembling.

There was chaos in my mind, I didn't know what to do, and I felt like I was holding a time bomb, and I felt that it would explode at any time.

He took out his mobile phone and found the phone number of the former psychiatrist. Ji Lu was standing on the floor, but he seemed to be in a world of ice and snow, with a continuous busy tone in his ears, and he couldn't get through.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Jilu took a deep breath and dialed the number of their hospital.

This time, the connection was made quickly, and Ji Lu was clutching his mobile phone, and hurriedly said, "Is Dr. Liang in, please? Can you connect me to Dr. Liang?"

"Doctor Liang?" The other person was stunned for a moment, "He is no longer in our hospital."

"……What's the meaning?"

"Dr. Liang was transferred away and stopped working in our hospital a long time ago."

"This……"

That is to say, the deer froze where he was, and didn't recover for a long time.

"Sir, are you okay?" The receptionist noticed that something was wrong, "Do you need help?"

"No...no need." Ji Lu quickly refused and hung up the phone.

Dr. Liang left, and the only psychiatrist who knew about his past was gone.

how so……

Ji Lu closed his eyes, his heart began to go uncontrollably again, flustered for a while, swallowed two pills, and forced himself to calm down again, gasping for breath, wanting to call Duan Congzhen.

Hearing the dial tone on the receiver, he hesitated again.

What should I say, what should I say...

Said he actually saw the car accident, said he saw it all, but he was in such a mess, didn't do anything, didn't call the police, didn't call an ambulance, or...

The head began to hurt again, as if soaked in ice water, the headache was splitting, and the deer groaned, his chest seemed to be deflated, and he couldn't breathe.

Hanging up the phone with the last ounce of reason, the deer got up from the ground and dragged his body to the bedroom. Before taking two steps, the phone rang.

A piercing ringtone echoed in the empty room, and the deer gritted his teeth and answered the phone with shaking hands.

"Brother Duan." He called out.

The person on the other side didn't speak, but they could hear the sound of messy music and laughter, and it looked like they were playing outside.

Looking up at the wall clock, it pointed to 11:30, that is, the deer drooped his eyes, took a deep breath, and patiently waited for the person opposite to speak.

After a long time, there was a rustle from the opposite side, and then a lazy and depressed voice sounded.

"Bambi……"

The man's voice was slightly hoarse, as if he had been drinking, and his tone was low, as if he was talking close to his ear.

Taking a deep breath, Lu hangs his eyes, "It's me."

Duan Congzhen stopped talking again, and after a while, he said in a nasal voice, "Come pick me up."

That is, the deer's Adam's apple rolled, and he closed his eyes, relieving the faint feeling of shaking, "Where are you?"

"In..." Duan Congzhen seemed to be a little drunk, and kept his voice silent for a long time, "Where..."

Sighing, Ji Lu said, "You open the positioning, I'll go over, you don't move yet."

"En." Duan Congzhen replied, and then there was no more sound.

Ji Lu grabbed his coat and walked out, closing the door while checking Duan Congzhen's position.

The street at night is still bustling, but it is a bit more lonely than during the day. I followed the location to find the place and found that it was a small tavern.

Li Jie was standing at the door smoking a cigarette with an expressionless face. When Ji Lu saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked up quickly, a little tired, "Where's Brother Duan?"

Hearing the voice, Li Jie raised his eyes to look at him, the corners of his eyes were a little red, he seemed to have drunk too, and pointed inside, "Enter the private room and turn left."

"Thank you." Ji Lu said hastily, and entered the tavern.

To bring the man out, Ji Lu struggled to support the unconscious man, and staggered towards the car.

When he opened the door, Ji Lu made some mental preparations, preparing for some ambiguous scene to meet him, but when he opened the door, there were all familiar faces inside, and they were all from Kelin Pharmaceutical Company.

Probably because the experiment went well and came out to celebrate.

Helping Duan Congzhen into the car, Ji Lu took a breath, got into the driver's seat, and leaned over to fasten his seat belt for him.

Around the neck is the man's warm breath with the smell of alcohol, scratching the skin like feathers, a little itchy, that is, the deer shrank his neck, but before he retracted his hand, his head was suddenly held down.

Startled, the deer suddenly became alert, and the deer suddenly raised its head, its eyes blurred, and its lips were bitten.

The pain came with the smell of alcohol, that is, the deer retreated subconsciously, but was held down on the back of his head, entangled with him more deeply.

In the small compartment, the body temperature made the aroma of the wine even hotter. Duan Congzhen kissed him aggressively, with a sense of irresistible oppression.

Backing away a little, Duan Congzhen looked at Ji Lu closely, with the drunken state still not clear in his eyes, and smiled in the man's dazed and bright eyes.

"You look so good," he said, bowing his head and pecking the deer's lips. "This is your reward."

The author says:

Happy Lantern Festival, sleepy, sleep?