inferior possession

Ji Lu hid in the hotel for half a month in fear, until the money on his body was almost used up, and he was relieved to be sure that Duan Congzhen had not been caught up.

It is not easy to hide in a dark and run-down hotel, but at least it is safe, at least the deer does not have to worry about waking up in the middle of the night and finding a cold chain tied around its neck.

Shrinking under the quilt, shivering from the cold, Ji Lu's eyes are dull, and he has no desire to eat. His eyes fall on the bedside table, looking at the medicine bottle that he is about to eat.

It was time to buy medicine again, and he felt like a gold swallowing beast, he had to keep throwing money into it to hang his life.

He despises himself like this, but doesn't want to give up.

The sun had just risen, and those who hadn't slept all night slowly got up, got out of bed, and went to check out.

When he came out, he caught a glimpse of job postings posted on the telephone poles, all kinds of them, mixed in with small advertisements, colorful.

That is to say, the deer was dazed, stopped, looked at it carefully for a long time, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and finally found a job advertisement for a flower shop.

He opened the map and looked, and found that the shop was not far from here. Ji Lu lowered his eyes slightly, slowly clenched the medicine bottle with his hand in his pocket, and then followed the navigation to the flower shop.

About 10 minutes, bypassing various streets and alleys, the signboard of the flower shop appeared in front of the eyes, that is, the deer looked back and forth, and found that the whole alley was selling flowers, birds, insects and fish, some flower shops were inside, hidden in a In emerald green.

The shop is very retro, with a rolling shutter door, it is open, the door is open, and the door is full of seasonal flowers. There is a man sitting by the door, with his back to the deer, wearing a brown apron, sitting on a low stool, with one hand Holding scissors, holding flowers in one hand, trimming, and there are many straps of wrapping paper beside them.

I looked into the store, there was no one there, the store was not big, but the environment was very good, it should be because of the frequent maintenance.

Probably the man in front of him is the store manager, Ji Lu twisted his fingers hesitantly, and after a while, he said softly, "Hello."

Hearing the sound, the man didn't turn his head back, and responded to him very heartily, "We have a lot of flowers here, all kinds of fresh ones, you can choose whatever you want, whether to send a lover or a friend?"

Confused by his extremely fast and clear speech, Lu paused before answering dryly, "I saw the job advertisement and wanted to ask..."

"Oh! That's it. Excuse me."

Only then did the man come to his senses, smiled annoyedly, put down the roses he was pruning, tilted his head to wipe the sweat on his shoulders, and turned around.

Only then did Ji Lu see his face clearly. His facial features were firm, his eyes were deep, and he was very handsome. His smile was particularly contagious, and Ji Lu couldn't help but relax a lot.

"I'm sorry." Han Shuo smiled shyly, his wheat-colored skin showed a little blush, his eyes were crooked, and after wiping his hands clean, he beckoned Ji Lu to sit down, "Our shop is recruiting, you come to meet me hire?"

"En." Ji Lu sat down on the small stool he brought out, "Do you have any requests?"

"Requirement?" Han Shuo seemed to be asked, and after careful consideration, he said "oh", "The requirement is that he can speak, he is not allergic to flowers, and he can also recite the nine-nine multiplication table."

Ji Lu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't recover for a long time.

Han Shuo looked at his confused expression and laughed, "Because our store has a lot of orders every day, I can't handle it all by myself, so I want to recruit another one. He must be able to talk and communicate with customers, and he must not be allergic to flowers. To help send flowers, but also to be able to settle accounts."

Hearing a lot of what he said, Jilu finally understood, nodded belatedly, pursed his lips and said, "I can do it all."

"Hmm...here's the salary, take a look." Han Shuo handed him a form.

Jilu glanced roughly, looked away, nodded slightly, and had no desire to speak.

In fact, he doesn't care what he does, he just wants to make some money, at least he won't die because of no medicine the next time he gets sick.

Seeing that he was so forthright, Han Shuo laughed, and jokingly joked with him, "Sir, don't you want to take a closer look? Are you afraid that I will deceive you?"

Jilu raised his eyes and looked at him indifferently. After a while, he shook his head, "I'm not afraid."

Han Shuo smiled even more happily, his beautiful eyes curled up, and he looked free and unrestrained, with a burst of enthusiasm and vitality. He talked with Ji Lu in more detail about the treatment, and said that Ji Lu could live in the hotel In the little hall behind.

"Oh!" Han Shuo thought of something, "Brother Lu, can you get up early? Because someone will bring flowers from the flower shed in the morning and ask you to collect them."

That is, the deer didn't sleep well in the first place, so he woke up early in the morning, so there was nothing wrong with him. Hearing what he said, he nodded in agreement.

"Great!" Han Shuo stretched his waist, grinned, and stretched out his hand to Ji Lu, "Brother Lu, please help me."

Looking at the slender and powerful palm hanging in front of him, that is Lu Weidun, he hesitated for a while, then gently wiped his hand on the shirt calmly, and held it politely.

As Han Shuo showed, his palms were as warm as his enthusiasm, with the scent of flowers and dew, even the deer couldn't help but lick his lips when he looked at his dark eyes.

·

Shen Changfeng would be called out occasionally, sometimes in a bar, sometimes at Duan Congzhen's house, and sometimes in a car on an unknown street.

Duan Congzhen told him to come out for nothing but to do.

After he took a video and left evidence, Shen Changfeng was caught and could no longer refuse.

I heard from Chen Songyun that Duan Congzhen was very weird before. When we met for the first time, Shen Changfeng didn't think so, but after less than an hour, when Duan Congzhen grabbed him by the neck, he realized that Chen Songyun's words were weird, so he put it lightly.

Obviously a lunatic.

When Duan Congzhen was with him, there was almost no tenderness at all, as if he was venting, but Shen Changfeng didn't know what he was venting at all.

Every time he did it, Duan Congzhen always pinched him, stared at him with admiring eyes, looked at his blurred and fearful eyes, his eyes trembled slightly, as if he was looking at others through him.

In the small car, Duan Congzhen crushed the thin man, played him to the climax, pulled away and pushed him away, and threw the tissue to him with a cold expression.

Shen Changfeng's body was still trembling, looking at the man who hadn't ejaculated at all, he frowned suspiciously, feeling weird in his heart.

"Brother Duan, you..."

Duan Congzhen tilted his head and looked at him thoughtfully. After a while, he raised his hand to caress the man's lustful eyebrows and eyes.

Being touched by him like this, Shen Changfeng was stunned for a moment, looking at the man's soft eyes, his eyes were full of gentle luster, his heart skipped a beat, and he reacted quickly, he couldn't be fooled by his appearance.

Tilting his head very familiarly, rubbing his cheek against his palm, Shen Changfeng tried his best to show a docile and obedient appearance, so as not to irritate his uncertain temper.

Duan Congzhen tilted his head slightly, staring deeply into his eyes, so familiar, with flattery and pleading, shining brightly, when he looked at him, he was so nostalgic, full of deep love...

wrong……

Duan Congzhen paused for a moment, his eyes suddenly turned sharp, flashing a bit of extreme danger and killing intent.

Shen Changfeng's eyes were wrong.

Not at all right.

There was no hopeless helplessness in his eyes, no compromise and unwillingness to be tortured by Duan Congzhen, and no love like Ji Lu's deep-rooted stubbornness and life-threatening love.

Shen Changfeng's life is so good, unlike his Bambi, who has suffered.

Duan Congzhen flexed his fingers, and put his fingertips on Shen Changfeng's eyelids, the corners of his lips curled up, his smile was cold and crazy, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Sensing the man's fingers getting stronger and stronger, Shen Changfeng paused, stepped back a little, and said in a trembling voice, "Duan, Brother Duan..."

Duan Congzhen stared at him with a smile on his face, but what he said made him tremble.

"Can I gouge your eyes out?"

Shen Changfeng opened his eyes wide in shock after hearing this, and exclaimed in his throat, "Brother Duan!"

Duan Congzhen looked very sincere, as if he was really talking about business with him, "I will pay you."

"No! Don't..." Shen Changfeng shook his head again and again, trying to dodge, raising his hand to cover his face, lest he go crazy and goug his eyes.

"I can soak them in potion, make specimens, and put them on the bedside, so you can see me every day..."

Duan Congzhen was thinking, but another man's face appeared in his mind, those dusty eyes, dark brown, seemed to be watching him through a piece of glass, and disappeared quickly in a second.

Probably never to be seen again.

Duan Congzhen raised his eyes and stared at Shen Changfeng's eyes. A little invisible greed suddenly flashed in his eyes. He was about to say something when his face suddenly changed and his body bowed. He didn't straighten up for a long time.

Looking carefully at the man's gloomy face, Shen Changfeng's heart tightened, thinking that he had offended him again.

After a while, he suddenly found that Duan Congzhen's arms were tense, and the blue veins were faintly visible, pressing on his abdomen, his face pale with embarrassment.

"Brother Duan... what's the matter with you?" Shen Changfeng swallowed, looked at him in horror, and unconsciously locked the car door, looking like he wanted to run away at any time.

Duan Congzhen's lips were tightened, his brows were raised, and his usually indifferent face didn't have any blood at this moment.

More and more silent, as if some storm is brewing.

Seeing his painful expression, Shen Changfeng realized that something was wrong, "Brother Duan, you, why are you uncomfortable? Go to the hospital..."

"Get out!" Duan Congzhen roared violently, punching the steering wheel with a fist, his eyes were as cold as a sword, and his voice trembled, "Get out!"

The cramping pain in the lower abdomen became more and more obvious. Duan Congzhen gritted his teeth, his Adam's apple rolled, and he slowly closed his eyes. His hands gripped the steering wheel with extreme force, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Shen Changfeng was startled, opened the door in a hurry, and got out of the car tremblingly.

Before the door was closed, the car sped out, leaving a cloud of dust behind.

It was dark inside, only the bathroom was dimly lit.

Duan Congzhen took off his shirt, his upper body was naked/naked, his eyes fell on the mirror, looking at the bruises attached to his lower abdomen.

Light purple, you can think of rotten and dead cells, when you press it, it is even more dull and painful.

Duan Congzhen's eyes were deep, staring at the bruise on his abdomen, he suddenly punched the mirror, and the broken glass penetrated into the phalanx, causing sharp and burning pain.

Slightly lowering his head, Duan Congzhen looked at the dripping water in the basin, his eyes were unfocused, and after a while, he suddenly smiled, the smile was quick and gloomy, close to the edge of madness.

"Bambi," Duan Congzhen called out the man's name softly, with strong hatred and greed in his tone, and his voice was long.

"...I really want to kill you."