inferior possession

Duan Congzhen let him go after all, and mercifully untied the chain around his neck.

Huddled on the sofa, watching Duan Congzhen go into the kitchen and work for a while, then brought out a plate of fried toast and put it in front of him.

"Butter?" Duan Congzhen asked with the bread knife in his hand.

Ji Lu looked up in surprise, saw the bottle in his hand, paused suddenly, then lowered his head in a panic, and shook his head slightly.

That thing, enough to eat in the mental hospital.

Whenever the head nurse was in a bad mood, she would abuse them, and every time she gained weight, she would deduct everyone's dinner and force them to eat raw butter until they vomited.

The whole piece of butter melted in the stomach, and the nausea was overwhelming. That is, the deer lay on the bed all night and covered his stomach. The pain was so convulsive that he dared not cry out.

I really don't have much to remember.

Duan Congzhen didn't say anything, just let him eat quickly.

In fact, Jilu doesn't like to eat slices of bread. He prefers to eat rice, with a small piece of green vegetable leaves, boiled millet porridge that is soft and just right.

After licking his lips, Ji Lu slowly moved to the coffee table, picked up a piece of toast, and took a small bite.

Now there is no right to pick and choose.

After eating, the feeling of emptiness in the stomach will be better. Duan Congzhen is taking a bath, and the sound of water can be heard through the glass door.

Looking at the blurred figure reflected on the door, Ji Lu pursed his lips, carefully took out the inferior Charon star necklace that should have been thrown away from his pocket, spread it on his palm, and touched it with great care.

This is the first thing Duan Congzhen gave him, don't throw it around, it will be bad if you drop it.

When Duan Congzhen came out, he saw his puppy curled up on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand, his eyelids were drooping, and the channel was changing, looking drowsy.

Cursing the corners of his lips, Duan Congzhen put down the towel in his hand, walked over lightly, leaned over slowly, put his arms into the deer's knees, and hugged him up.

The half-awake person was startled suddenly, his eyes wide open, dazed and vigilant, but when he saw Duan Congzhen's face clearly, he was stunned for a while, and then realized belatedly, the tips of his ears were a little red.

"Go to bed and sleep." Duan Congzhen said.

Jilu nodded and looked at him without blinking.

He hadn't looked at this man properly for seven years, so if he indulged a little now, it should be fine.

Duan Congzhen was about to put him on the bed, when Lu suddenly remembered that Duan Congzhen and Tao Ying had done this on this bed a few hours ago, he felt repulsed for a moment, and subconsciously shrank back.

"What?" Duan Congzhen was stunned, his expression was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to resist, his tone became a little colder, "You want to sleep on the sofa so much?"

"Do not……"

Ji Lu quickly shook his head, neatly crawled into the quilt, and looked at him eagerly.

I thought Duan Congzhen would take off his clothes and sleep with him, but I didn't expect to put him down. Duan Congzhen straightened the strap of his bathrobe, turned and walked out.

"Brother..." Ji Lu called him in a low voice, and immediately fell silent as soon as he uttered the words. He didn't speak any more, just looked at him from afar, his eyes were wet.

"I still have some data to finish, so go to bed late." Duan Congzhen explained patiently, and glanced at him casually, paused slightly, his eyes became playful, and said with a chuckle, "Are you Bambi?"

Ji Lu didn't understand what he was talking about, and it took him a long time to realize that he was talking about "Bambi". After blinking, Ji Lu frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he answered very firmly, "I think I'm not Bambi."

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Duan Congzhen went to the study, but the deer couldn't sleep.

It was cold under the quilt, and the pillow was so soft, but it made him very uncomfortable. He tossed and turned, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

His head was in heavy pain, as if it had been filled with lead, and in a daze, it seemed that a cool and dry hand was touching his forehead.

Consciousness was blurry and cloudy, and the thick night was so sticky that it seemed impossible to melt away. Ji Lu felt as if he had a dream. In the dream, he returned to the orphanage he had stayed in when he was a child.

"Why doesn't he wake up, is he dead?"

The young boy's voice could still be heard to be cold, and he did not shy away from life and death at all. It came from above his head, making Ji Lu a little scared.

"Shh, don't say that, he's just sick."

The woman's voice is gentle and moving, with a bit of magnetism, intellectual and gentle, that is, the deer likes this voice, and wants to open his eyes to see, try his best to lift his eyelids, but can only open a crack.

"Oh, he's awake," said the boy.

"I'll call the teacher and the doctor, can you stay here with him, can you do it?" The woman leaned over to discuss with the expressionless child.

Looking down at the thin child curled up on the bed, trying to hide himself in the corner of the bed, the young man frowned slightly, but still nodded to his mother.

After the woman left, the boy sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at the person on the bed, and reached out to touch his face.

Ji Lu was taken aback for a moment, then shrank back subconsciously.

The young man's arms stiffened, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he rushed over, grabbed the deer by the collar, dragged the deer over, stubbornly and naively, and rubbed his thin and emaciated body like revenge. cheek.

"Don't hide, do you hear me!" Duan Congzhen warned viciously.

Even though the deer hurt a little from being rubbed, tears were about to come out, but he didn't dare to cry out, he could only press his dry lips and nodded desperately, for fear of being taught a lesson by this man again.

Seeing that he had behaved himself, Duan Congzhen snorted in satisfaction, put him down, and tucked him in the quilt.

"Chocolate is being distributed outside, why don't you go and get it?" Duan Congzhen looked at him, and reached out to brush the hair stuck to his forehead with sweat.

Ji Lu didn't speak, but stared at him warily.

Today is the day when the municipal public primary school came to the Qingai Welfare Institute to hold a "hand in hand" activity. The children outside brought a lot of delicious food and were playing games, even the deer heard it.

But he couldn't go out, he was still sick.

I don't know if there will be a well-meaning person to save one for him when he can get out of bed.

Probably not, after all, there are so many children, and no one remembers him.

"Are you from a municipal public elementary school?" Ji Lu asked cautiously, his tone of envy hard to hide.

He had never been outside, and he hadn't been out since his mother sent him in.It must be interesting to see those children dressed up brightly.

"Public primary school?" Duan Congzhen snorted coldly, as if he heard a joke, "I'm not. My mother's company just funded it, and she has to come here as a parent representative."

"Oh." Even Lu couldn't understand what he said, but he didn't dare to ask more.

This kid looks like he has a bad temper.

After the high fever, the deer was covered in cold sweat and shivering a little. He was obviously covered with several layers of quilts, but it was of no use at all.

"Open your mouth." The man said suddenly.

"Ah?" Ji Lu was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, his lips became hot, and the man suddenly stuffed something into his mouth.

The next moment, the rich and sweet milk flavor spread between the lips and teeth.

"Mmm... sweet." Jilu said vaguely.

"Isn't sugar sweet or bitter?" Duan Congzhen smiled, looked at his pale face, and noticed that the child was shaking for some reason, "Are you cold?"

"A little bit." Ji Lu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

He is so cold, but he doesn't know why, this kind of thing is not uncommon, he is always sick, if the teacher finds out, he will give him some medicine, if he doesn't find out, he will suffer alone, resist for a while, a few times The day will pass, it's no big deal, I won't die anyway.

"It's still cold with such a thick quilt?" Duan Congzhen looked at the quilt on him in disbelief, very surprised.

"En." Ji Lu nodded slightly, then shuddered again, his lips were pale.

Duan Congzhen frowned, looked at him for a while, and suddenly remembered something, took off his coat, kicked off his shoes, and got under the quilt.

Before Jilu could react, he was hugged tightly.

The back of his heart was attached to the young man's chest, and a vigorous heartbeat came through the thin fabric. The deer widened his eyes in surprise and fear, did not dare to move, and breathed extremely carefully.

"Is this better?" Duan Congzhen asked.

The young man's healthy and hot body temperature gradually spread along the touching skin, warming the cold body just right.

Ji Lu's heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of his throat. After a long time, he remembered to answer him, and nodded vigorously, "Okay, it's better..."

"En." The young man answered in a low voice, and after a while, he asked again, "What's your name?"

"...a deer."

"Good name." The boy smiled.

The low laughter made Ji Lu's heart skip a beat, and his mind went blank for a moment.

After a long while, Ji Lu summoned up his courage, "What about you? You, what's your name?"

"Me?" The clear and youthful voice asked lazily, with a slight pick at the end, "I'll tell you my name next time we meet."

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He opened his eyes dimly, and his whole body was wet, as if he had been fished out of the water. Even though he had a splitting headache, he glanced at the mechanical alarm clock on the bedside table, and he had only slept for half an hour.

The low-quality sleep made him a little tired. Half an hour was complicated and long, and the feeling of being immersed in memories was uncomfortable. When he woke up, he felt even more difficult to breathe.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white corner of his clothes, and Lu was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head, and saw Duan Congzhen standing by the bed at a glance, frowning slightly, looking at him.

"...Brother Duan?"

Ji Lu was stunned, closed his eyes hard, and then opened them in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that Duan Congzhen would come back so soon.

The person in the dream will appear in front of you the next moment, even if you don't even dare to think about it.

Duan Congzhen didn't respond, just narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him appreciatively, and said hesitantly, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

The tone was cold, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on the deer in an instant, the latter's eyes were helpless, he retracted into the quilt, twisted the corners of the quilt soaked in cold sweat awkwardly, and after a long while, he said cautiously, "I'm sorry... I can not sleep."

Insomnia is already a common occurrence. Weak nerves can't bear the continuous out-of-control thoughts. They often sleep lightly in the middle of the night and wake up for various reasons.

"Can't sleep?" Duan Congzhen repeated his words lightly, with a slight tone of voice, no emotion could be heard.

The deer nodded slightly.

Looking at him quietly, there was no light in his dark eyes, like a hunter ready to go, staring at him made Jilu feel cold.

"Ok."

Seeing the exhaustion and forbearance on Ji Lu's face, Duan Congzhen's expression finally eased, he leaned over and touched Ji Lu's forehead, his tone softened, "Then let me see if I can help you."

With that said, he turned and walked towards the cabinet in the corner.

Not knowing what he was going to do, Jilu stretched his upper body with difficulty and looked at him.

"Let me see what's there." Duan Congzhen turned his head, looked at his pitiful eyes, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and took out a tube of reagents from the cabinet. Shrunk back.

"Injected." Duan Congzhen said, and took out a white bottle from the cabinet, "Orally."

Holding it in his hand, he turned to look at the person on the bed, tilted his head and smiled, "Little Bambi, let's pick one."

Duan Congzhen held the tranquilizer in his hand, and Ji Lu looked at him in a panic, not knowing what he was going to do, staring at the tube of injection with vigilance and fear, his fingers gripping the quilt turned white.

The palm trembling stroked the pinhole on the upper arm, and the deer's face turned pale in an instant.

He remembered the time in Dongqingshan.

Just because he accidentally broke into the dean's room and ran into the dean's disgusting and despicable deeds, he was arrested, and then...

Then there are also such needles, needles, and unknown medicines, which are pushed into the arm one by one, and flow along the blood to the limbs, like needles wandering in the body.

"No, I don't want...I don't want an injection..."

Ji Lu retreated into the corner of the bed in panic, shaking his head desperately, the dean's strong and tall figure flashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, Duan Congzhen looked at the man in pain on the bed, lowered his eyelashes briefly, and then put everything back calmly, leaning against the cabinet and staring at him, "Then what do you want? You sleep by yourself No way."

"I don't know..." Ji Lu's voice was so dry that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Duan Congzhen smiled helplessly, shook his head slowly, sat down on the edge of the bed, touched Ji Lu's reddish cheeks due to lack of oxygen, and said in a low and gentle tone, "You have to tell me what you need."

The warm palm was pressed against the face, which was very comfortable, with Dr. Duan's unique smell, that is, the deer is nostalgic for it.

"Sir..." Ji Lu opened his eyes and looked at him with difficulty, his heart beat fast and his breathing became much faster, so anxious that he would disappear in the blink of an eye, "I want you to hug me to sleep, is that okay?"

"Oh?" Duan Congzhen raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly withdrew his hand, took half a step back, and looked at him with folded arms, "Do you need me so much?"

Clenching the quilt horns tightly with his fingers, his palms felt a dull pain, that is, the deer was trying to stay conscious, with a bitter taste in his throat, looking at the man's playful and provocative eyes, curled up unconsciously, and nodded vigorously.

"Yes sir... I need you, I really need you...

Please give me a hug. "