Under the clouds

The news of Zang Lanbai's renewal for a whole year seemed like a huge surprise, and Fang Mu couldn't regain his composure for a long time.

Even after hearing the news for many days, he seemed to have fallen into some dreamlike illusion.

These hard-won times are as if they were stolen by him, they are so precious, and they make him yearn constantly, and he only hopes to stay with Zang Lanbai for a longer time.

The countdown that Fang Mu had been counting silently in his heart suddenly increased by dozens of times, which made him gradually relax his vigilance and blend into this atmosphere in this warm little home constructed by Zang Lanbai.

Zang Lanbai would even spare time every afternoon to teach Fang Mu how to play the piano for a while.

Zang Lanbai became clearer in Fang Mu's sober mind. The Mr. Zang who took care of him is really a person who knows how to enjoy life, and has his own requirements for the quality of life.

After the two gradually got acquainted with each other and announced the news that they would be together for nearly a year, Zang Lanbai was no longer satisfied with this.

He began to have a lot of expectations for Fang Mu to "make progress".

At the end of the second month, Zang Lanbai once again proposed to take Fang Mu to see a doctor.

Of course, Fang Mu started to bring out his own "soft resistance" method again, but he didn't expect that the tried and tested trick was broken by Zang Lanbai with one sentence.

He told Fang Mu that he wanted Fang Mu to accompany him to movies, concerts, exhibitions, and restaurants, just like ordinary couples would do.

Sometimes when the surprise is too huge and hits the body again, it will hurt a little.

Fang Mu thinks so, as if he clearly reminded himself a hundred times in his heart that Mr. Zang's thought-provoking words may be superficial illusions, and may not be mixed with any sincere part, just hidden and captured. Bai Tai enjoys this relationship, that is the "courteousness" shown by Fang Mu.

But even so, Fang Mu was inevitably bewitched by Zang Lanbai's sweet words.

What he said, it seems that Fang Mu needs to make some efforts to accompany Zang Lanbai to do those things, not just for himself.

At the moment when Fang Mu finally let go and agreed, he didn't forget to deceive himself and others in his heart, I was just doing my duty.

The conscientious Fang Mu was taken by Zang Lanbai to a psychological counseling and diagnosis center on a working day.

Fang Mu was held by Zang Lanbai and entered the elevator. The elevator was not crowded, there were only two or three people.

But because he was in such an unavoidable confined space, Fang Mu became visibly nervous. Zang Lanbai noticed that the hands he was holding were sweating, so he pulled Fang Mu to him.

Fang Mu didn't dare to look up all the time. Fortunately, this time was better than the last time in the supermarket. He didn't have a stress attack, wanted to vomit or had a phantom in front of his eyes.

Fang Mu was being led by Zang Lanbai all the time, without looking at the road, he didn't know which floor he turned to, and the people became scarce, Zang Lanbai began to remind him: "Here we are, look up."

Fang Mu slowly raised his sore neck, and saw that the floor-to-ceiling windows were facing several sofas, and there were some snacks in front of the sofas.

Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu pointed to the first door in the front corridor again, and he said, "Go, I'll wait for you here, it's the first day you come here, you don't have to be so nervous, it's really uncomfortable Just come out, let's go home, it's okay to ask questions you don't want to answer and don't answer, don't worry about anything, or feel scared, just relax, okay?"

Fang Mu looked at Zang Lanbai looking at him with gentle eyes, took a deep breath as if mustering up his courage, and then nodded.

Zang Lanbai followed Fang Mu all the way to the door of the consultation room. He pushed open the door. Fang Mu raised his eyes and saw a lady with a gentle temperament sitting behind the table in the room. The body suddenly relaxed a lot.

Zang Lanbai's guess is right, Fang Mu is indeed more wary of men.

The psychiatrist in the room stood up and nodded to Zang Lanbai as a greeting, and then invited Fang Mu, who was standing at the door, to come in: "Mr. Fang, come in and sit down."

"Do you want juice or warm water?" said the doctor.

The voice is very gentle, with a strong sense of affinity, and it seems to be a very soothing voice.

Zang Lanbai saw Fang Mu go in and sit down at the table, and then slowly closed the door.

He heard Fang Mu answer: "Plain water is fine."

Fang Mu sat in front of the spacious table, holding a glass of warm water in his hand, moving his hands irregularly on the glass from time to time.

He lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the stack of business cards on the table.

The name displayed on the business card is "Li Enshi".

"Mr. Fang, don't be nervous, just relax." Li Enshi's voice came, and she said, "This is my first time here today. Let's take our time and won't talk about topics you don't want to talk about."

"Just treat it as friends meeting and chatting, Mr. Fang." Li Enshi looked at the downcast eyes in front of her and hugged Fang Mu who was under the warm water, and asked as if looking for a topic by herself: "How have you slept recently?" ?”

After a pause for a while, Fang Mu spit out an answer, he said, "It's okay."

"Do you usually have any hobbies..."

"Oh, it's nice to play the piano a little bit."

Just such a question and answer, a seemingly unnutritious conversation, a question and answer that seems to be completed by kindergarten children, Fang Mu was drawn out a lot because of the other party's attitude of chatting.

Because on the first day Fang Mu came, Zang Lanbai and Li Enshi had greeted each other. The conversation didn't last very long, and the main thing was to let Fang Mu and Li Enshi get to know each other better.

Next, Zang Lanbai will send Fang Mu over once a week.

After the consultation, Fang Mu came out of the room and saw Zang Lanbai standing at the door.

Li Enshi beckoned to Zang Lanbai in the room, and Zang Lanbai patted Fang Mu's shoulder comfortingly, and he said, "Go sit on the sofa and wait for me, I'll be fine in a while."

Fang Mu watched Zang Lanbai go into the room he just came out of. Before the door closed, he heard Zang Lanbai call: "Senior sister."

At this moment, Fang Mu didn't listen to Zang Lanbai and went to sit on the sofa and wait, looking a bit disobedient at the door.

But the sound insulation effect of this room is obviously extraordinary, no matter how careful Fang Mu is, he can't hear anything else.

When Zang Lanbai entered the door, he saw that Li Enshi, who had a soft expression and seemed to be smiling when speaking to Fang Mu, suddenly changed his expression.

He walked over with some dumbfounding: "You don't have to treat it differently, do you? It's been a long time since I saw you, and you're just pulling your face at me like this?"

Li Enshi stood up and made herself a cup of coffee, and ignored Zang Lanbai. After taking a sip, she didn't talk nonsense to Zang Lanbai.

She said directly: "Why do you even provoke such a person now?" Li Enshi's tone was full of disapproval.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Zang Lanbai said lightly.

Li Enshi felt a little unconcerned, and immediately got angry, but the two hadn't seen each other for a long time as Zang Lanbai said. Li Enshi suppressed it, and finally said somewhat euphemistically: "He doesn't look very good. It suits you, and you don't like the type?"

"Which type do I like?" Zang Lanbai seemed to have indeed been aroused curiosity, and such words came out of the mouths of people around him twice recently.

"Don't you like to be more mature, intellectual and stable? He doesn't seem to match these characteristics at all." Li Enshi recalled some of the messy things in Zang Lanbai's years.

Zang Lanbai shrugged his shoulders at this time: "People's tastes may change."

"Xiao Bai!" The coffee in Li Enshi's hand was placed on the table, and there was a crisp sound. She seemed to be offended by Zang Lanbai's attitude: "Take a good look yourself!"

She turned the computer screen in her hand to Zang Lanbai: "His eyes dodged, he didn't dare to look at people, and he had to think and pause for a few seconds before answering ordinary daily conversations. He didn't dare to drink the glass of warm water I poured him from the beginning to the end." One mouthful, distrust of people, strong vigilance, neurotic repetitive movements, he is a patient! Combining the symptoms you mentioned with me before, I preliminarily judge that he has severe anxiety disorder, schizophrenia, He shouldn't have come to me for simple consultation! He needs to be hospitalized! His current symptoms have seriously affected his normal life!"

"I know, this is also consistent with my judgment. I am also feeding him medicine. His sleeping condition has improved a lot now, and he couldn't sleep well before." Zang Lanbo said after thinking for a while.

Li Enshi frowned: "What?"

"He is very resistant to the hospital, and he probably won't be able to persuade him in the short term. Coming to you is the result of my long-term hard work. He has always insisted that he is not sick."

"Then he will be willing to take medicine?" Li Enshi was puzzled.

"After he trusted me, I mixed the pills in the fruit juice and fed them secretly." Zang Lanbai raised his hand and rubbed the space between his brows. Obviously, feeding the medicine took some energy for him.

"You are acting nonsense! After all, you are not a professional doctor, how dare you give him random medicines." No matter how Li Enshi understood Zang Lanbai's temperament, she never thought that Zang Lanbai would do such a thing on his own initiative.

"You have become a doctor after a long illness. Speaking of which, the medicine at home is indeed almost gone. Can you prescribe some here..." Zang Lanbai suddenly remembered the appearance of business.

"I'm not talking to you now, have you listened to me?"

"..."

The two broke up unhappy and ended their conversation. When Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu returned to the underground garage of the psychological consultation and diagnosis center and got into the car, they saw the message from Li Enshi.

Above is the list of suggested medications sent by Li Enshi.

Zang Lanbai laughed, took back his phone, and saw Fang Mu sitting in the co-pilot silently, seemingly not in a high mood for some reason.

Zang Lanbai thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go to the movies."

"Now... now?" Fang Mu was startled by this proposal, and raised his eyes to look at Zang Lanbai.

"Not now." Zang Lanbai continued: "I can book an evening show, no one else, just the two of us."

Hearing this, Fang Mu seemed to be relieved, then nodded and said, "Okay."

After dinner, the two got into the car fully armed and went to a movie theater on the commercial street.

The enclosed movie theater was empty and dark, but fortunately, the heater was fully turned on, and the huge screen was lit up, shining slightly on the two people sitting in the middle.

Fang Mu couldn't even remember when he last watched a movie. His chaotic brain made his memory incomplete, and he was struggling to cope with daily life. What he has experienced before, what happened, and why it happened, his brain seems to have been messed up by the invasion, he can't remember.

The restless Fang Mu sat beside Zang Lanbai, watching the wonderful special effects of the fighting scene in the movie, and his eyes fell on it.

Seems to be very focused.

After more than 20 minutes, Fang Mu slowly, as if not easily noticed, leaned his head on Zang Lanbai's shoulder.

After the movie ended, there was no one in the mall.

It was too late, far exceeding the sleep time recorded in the work and rest schedule that Zang Lanbai posted on the refrigerator.

"I want to go to the bathroom." Fang Mu said.

Zang Lanbai walked side by side, nodded, and said, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Although Fang Mu really wanted him to accompany him, his rationality still made him reject Zang Lanbai's proposal to accompany him. He said, "I can do it myself."

At this time, the two people walking in the shopping mall hadn't noticed that a few people walking around the corner not far from them, their eyes rested on Fang Mu's back for a moment, and soon their heads gathered together, somehow plotting something What, some low-pitched laughter from time to time.

After Fang Mu went to the toilet and was washing his hands in front of the sink, a group of people came in suddenly. Before he could react, a man's wide palm covered his mouth and dragged him to a compartment behind him.

"Isn't this a puppy? It's almost unrecognizable when you put on clothes! Hahahahaha!" A lewd male voice came.

"That's not right, this is with the new master, and I don't recognize us old people..."

"Who is that guy he's following now? These are worn-out shoes, and there are still people who buy them."

Fang Mu opened his eyes wide in horror, and saw three or four men surrounding him. His mouth was covered, and he could only make a sound of "woo woo woo". He also opened his mouth and bit the palm covering his mouth.

"Hiss! This little bitch!" The man behind was in pain, let go of his hand and slapped Fang Mu on the face: "I'm impatient! You bitch!"

Fang Mu was knocked away by this slap, and his mind was buzzing.

"It's all loose, I'm still taking Joe here!"

I don't know where this sentence stepped on Fang Mu's painful feet. He suddenly stood up against the wall, and sternly retorted to them: "No! Mr. Zang! Mr. Zang said that it is very comfortable to have sex with me!"

This kind of rebuttal seemed to make them hear some incredible big joke. After a burst of exaggerated laughter, the middle-aged man who looked about forty or fifty standing in the middle was holding a mobile phone, and the screen was playing Watching a video of Fang Mu, Fang Mu just glanced at it and went crazy to grab it.

"Damn, you also have this thing, isn't that guy not allowed to take pictures or record it!"

"Shhh, I took it secretly." The man's rough voice carried some smugness: "Didn't I also notice it?"

Fang Mu seemed to have completely lost his mind. From the moment his eyes fell on the video, he was struggling like a cat whose tail had been trampled on.

But his strength is still too weak compared to these three or four adult men.

When Fang Mu was unable to struggle, his movements gradually slowed down, and his face changed into another expression at an extremely fast speed.

"Please, don't let others see, please, I can do anything..." Fang Mu's chest heaved violently, but his body stopped moving, as if he had given up resistance.

I couldn't see which black shadow it was, squatted down, and patted Fang Mu's face frivolously: "Don't let others see or don't let your current money owner see, how has the price dropped, and there are still people I have been rushing to hire you for a year, I am really a fool with a lot of money, it is not because I don’t know that you are a broken shoe.”

"Yes... yes, don't let... don't let Mr. Zang find out, I can do whatever you want..." Fang Mu suddenly started to unbutton his clothes, and hurriedly took off his clothes.

"It's been like this for a long time..." Before the black shadow could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of kicking the door open.

"Don't let me find out, I pretend I don't know, let me be the first one, okay?"

Zang Lanbai kicked open the door and walked in, and saw Fang Mu, who was disheveled, with a slap mark on his smooth and fair face.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and grabbed the back of the head of a man in front of Fang Mu, grabbed his hair and slammed his head against the glass mirror in the bathroom.

Fang Mu suddenly covered his ears and screamed. During this period, he curled up and hugged his legs. He couldn't see anything. He could only hear the muffled sound of something hitting his body and the sound of glass shattering.

I don't know how long it has passed, like a century has passed.

Those endless screams and howls of pain, rough breathing, and panicked footsteps, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground finally dissipated.

When Fang Mu slowly opened his eyes, the bright light in the bathroom made such a strange Zang Lanbo imprint in his pupils.

His hands were covered in blood, Fang Mu couldn't tell whether it was his or those scumbags, the ponytail that was originally tied was also scattered behind his back, and there were sporadic blood spots dripping on the light-colored lining, hiding Bai Tong His color became darker, his breathing was rough, his eye sockets turned red, matched with his pale complexion, and his facial features were perfect.

In Fang Mu's eyes, it looks like some evildoer who just ate a human form in a film and television drama.

Zang Lanbai walked up to Fang Mu who was huddled in the corner, and hugged Fang Mu effortlessly. He said, "Sorry, I don't have any special habit of sharing my partner."

He hugged Fang Mu, Fang Mu's nostrils were filled with the smell of blood, and the two entered the slightly crowded toilet cubicle.

Zang Lanbai locked the lock with his backhand, and the clear sound of locking made Fang Mu's pupils tremble. He didn't know what Zang Lanbai was going to do.

Fang Mu raised his face covered with tears and sweat, his tone was full of begging and fear: "Don't be like this, Mr. Zang, let's go home first..."

With his face covered by hot palms, Zang Lanbai raised Fang Mu's face, his rough hot breath came out, and he said again: "I will not do anything to hurt you."

"I mean, I'm going to slowly, very gently, sort out what's going on right now."

"Relax, be gentle."

Although Zang Lanbai looked at Fang Mu without blinking his eyes when Zang Lanbai said these words, Fang Mu at this moment realized very clearly that these words were not spoken to him, but were made by Zang Lanbai for himself instructions.

He needs repeated rational instructions to go ahead and restrain his behavioral instincts.

A similar language of Zanglanbo still appeared in the suite where they were first auctioned.

"I feel very comfortable and I think I will come again next time," he said.

He tabulates the laws of his own life and abides by them. Before doing anything, he must take the words that should reasonably appear in the situation as the guide for action.

Fang Mu gradually felt startled, as if he had peeked out some dark corners slightly exposed under Zang Lanbai's original flawless appearance. If Zang Lanbai didn't do this, what would he become? He has never blushed as if What would it be like to lose control of Zanglanbai without any hostility?

Fang Mu should be afraid, but this is Mr. Zang, this is Zang Lanbai.

His originally tense body gradually relaxed. Fang Mu followed the method he taught himself before. After a few breaths, he even took the initiative to raise his hand and climbed onto Zang Lanbai's shoulder, and whispered on his own initiative: " Just once, okay, I don't like it here, let's go home and..."

The next moment, he heard the sound of clothes being ripped off, buttons popping out, and hitting wooden boards.

An hour, four and 10 minutes later, Fang Mu was taken out of the toilet cubicle in a dizzy state, wearing a Tibetan cypress coat. Fortunately, there were very few people at this time, and they were not too eye-catching.

This is the length of time that Fang Mu is a little hard to understand. It is not like this in Zang Lanbai's usual bed affairs with him. Everything is extremely abnormal.

Moreover, after Zang Lanbai came out of the mall, it was visible to the naked eye, and the air pressure around his body was very low.

Fang Mu couldn't help being too tired and frightened on the car back, and fell asleep as soon as the heater blew.

When I opened my eyes again, I heard the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom.

Zang Lanbai came out wearing a bathrobe, but he didn't speak when he saw Fang Mu woke up.

Such a silent appearance made Fang Mu feel a little apprehensive. After all, although Zang Lanbai was not usually a talkative person, he would not unilaterally snub Fang Mu for such a long time.

He hasn't said a word since he came out of the mall.

Fang Mu, who is as dull as he is, also sensed something was wrong at this moment, he thought that Zang Lanbai might be angry.

He thought so, and felt again and again that this was a novelty.

Zang Lanbai's unhappiness is not written on his face, his expression is still peaceful, so that ordinary people can't see anything.

When Zang Lanbai sat on the bed and wiped his wet hair with a towel.

Fang Mu started to use his ingratiating methods again, leaning in between Zang Lanbai's open bathrobe.

He touched it, then looked up at Zang Lanbai and said, "Kiss Xiaoji, don't be angry."