inferior possession

That is to say, Lu still underestimated Duan Congzhen's indifference.

These days Duan Congzhen has not been as vicious towards him as before. He thought that this person still has some conscience after all, but he really shouldn't have any positive views on Duan Congzhen.

Looking at his threatening letter, the deer lowered his eyes and his throat felt dry. After a while, his fingertips landed on the screen and sent out a line of words.

【Did you do what Han Shuo did? 】

The message was sent out quickly, and he couldn't see whether Duan Congzhen had received and read it, but there was no way to turn back.

Ji Lu leaned on the bed, looked at the cracks in the ceiling that had been in disrepair for a long time, and the mold had already climbed up. After a long while, he sighed heavily.

There was no response to the news for a long time, but Ji Lu seemed to have got an affirmative answer, because the moment he asked the question, he suddenly understood: no matter how Duan Congzhen answered, he would not believe his words.

Because the answer is already obvious, if someone hadn't intentionally manipulated Han Shuo, it would have been impossible to make Han Shuo like this.

Ji Lu frowned, closed his eyes, and his mind was in chaos, mixed with guilt for Han Shuo and extremely strong disappointment for Duan Congzhen.

He thought that he would never have any feelings for that man again, but Duan Congzhen was still able to break through his bottom line again and again.

After a few days, there was still no news from Duan Congzhen, that is, Lu kept in touch with Han Shuo once a day to make sure that he was safe and sound, and he even thought about it.

Out of worry about Han Shuo, and worry about Duan Congzhen's moodiness and uncertainty, the plan to go to the flower garden was postponed indefinitely, that is, Lu wanted to wait for Han Shuo to come back, make sure he was fine, and then go together.

A week later, Jilu didn't hear from Duan Congzhen again. On Sunday afternoon, when Jilu was about to put up the closing sign, Han Shuo finally came back, but he came back with injuries.

Looking at the scabs on the corners of his mouth and the obvious bruises under his eye sockets, Ji Lu was stunned for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat.

"You..." The deer's throat was dry and he couldn't speak.

Han Shuo looked at him wearily, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled lightly, "Brother Lu, we can go to the flower garden together."

"Who beat you like this?" The deer's voice trembled, and his spine felt cold.

With a helpless smile, Han Shuo shook his head, "Crazy."

Ji Lu looked at him, and slowly clenched the fist hanging by his side.

Seeing him like this, Han Shuo sighed, "I was walking in an alley last night, and I ran into a few drunkards, and they went berserk, and I was implicated."

Even if the deer doesn't believe it, how can there be such a coincidence?

"Actually, it's pretty good," Han Shuo stuck out his tongue, and gasped in pain again, "The police said they were still carrying knives at the time, so I was lucky that they didn't stab me, drunk, who would know... "

Ji Lu's mind was buzzing, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all. His eyes were fixed on Han Shuo's lips, and his heart was cold.

Duan Congzhen is a liar, a complete lunatic, and a more pathological psychopath than him.

In an instant, he remembered the text message he received this morning.

[You will pay for what you have done. 】

"I'll go out for a while." Ji Lu was a little dazed, and after a few words, he pushed open the door and walked out.

Leaving the flower shop, far away, Jilu stood on the embankment of the Grand Canal, squatted down, and called Duan Congzhen with shaking hands.

"Answer the phone, answer the phone..." Ji Lu lowered his head, buried his face in his arms, and muttered to himself in a delirious manner.

But Duan Congzhen never answered the phone.

Over and over again, the voice mail was continuously transferred, even the deer's heart became cold with the mechanical sound.

"Duan Congzhen..." he murmured in a low voice, "You can't do this...you can't implicate innocent people."

"Don't trouble Han Shuo, okay?"

"Come to me if you have anything to do..."

"It's always been between us, why...why do you keep involving others?"

"Duan Congzhen..."

The voicemail indicated that it was time to leave a message, and Ji Lu sat on the ground slumped with a hoarse voice, staring blankly at the river, and suddenly had the idea of ​​jumping off.

Just like being swept away by the waves, there is no need to be afraid of anything.

But Han Shuo was still waiting for him, maybe he was still worried about him.

That is, the deer stood up from the ground and looked at the surface of the canal. In the distance, the confluence of the Haikou and the estuary disappeared in the bustling lights.

Looking back, Ji Lu tugged at his sleeves, wiped away the tears on his face, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the flower shop.

I received a message from Duan Congzhen again in the afternoon of the next day. Luwo was lying on the bed with no strength in his body. He asked for a day off, and Han Shuo didn't force it, so he closed the shop for a day.

That is to say, the deer was half leaning half on the pillow, covered with a thin quilt, his face was haggard and gloomy, as if he had suffered a serious illness, his eyes were not focused, and even his breathing became weak.

When he heard the vibrating sound, Ji Lu paused for a moment, and he didn't slow down until the second sound, he jumped up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and found his mobile phone in the corner.

Click to open it, and the entry is a brand new number, you don't need to guess who it is.

【Children's set meal】

【Rice ball or pasta? 】

Irrational words, rare and ordinary, like a pervert who has killed people, and can still enjoy a candlelight dinner calmly after committing a crime.

That is, the deer is cold all over.

His wrists were trembling, and he was holding the phone tightly, but he just wanted to laugh.

Really crazy, really crazy.

He has been ill for seven years, has seen so many doctors, and suffered so much torture, but the real lunatic is still so arrogant outside.

That is, the deer just want to laugh.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door in the lobby.Ji Lu suddenly raised his eyes, and a flash of resolute and awe-inspiring hatred and disgust flashed in his eyes.

He clenched his fists tightly until the palms were bloody, that is, the eyes of the deer. He took out his switchblade from the drawer, held it in his hand, and hid it in his pocket.

He took a deep breath expressionlessly and left the bedroom.

What he didn't expect was that standing outside the door was Tongtong's mother.

Dazed for a moment, Ji Lu suddenly had a heart palpitation, hurried over and opened the door.

The woman's face was full of anxiety, and her eyes were full of concern. When she saw him coming out, she asked anxiously, "Xiao Lu, is Tong Tong playing with you?"

As soon as this remark came out, even Lu was startled, "No, what's the matter?"

"Tongtong didn't go home." The woman's voice was trembling and crying, "I called the school just now, and the teacher said that they didn't stay in school. She should have been home at three o'clock, what's going on..."

Before he finished speaking, the string in his head snapped with a sound of "Keng!", his pupils trembled violently, his lips turned pale instantly, and a sudden chill spread down his back to his limbs and bones, making him feel sick. He couldn't stand still.

In an instant, he remembered the phrase "children's meal" sent by Duan Congzhen.

The author says:

There is no class in the afternoon, so there is a second update