inferior possession

Chapter 112

Even Lu didn't ask what happened to Duan Congzhen after he was taken away by the police, but seeing that he came back unscathed, he also had a guess in his heart.

Closed at home for nearly a week, Duan Congzhen stayed with him for a week, occasionally answered a few phone calls in the middle of the night, and they were all in the living room, that is, Lu guessed that something about Dongqingshan had something to do with it. After asking, Duan Congzhen didn't tell him much. , only said that it is still following up.

Even though Lu knew that he didn't let him go out because he was afraid of accidents, he didn't care about this kind of house arrest similar to restricting freedom.

After the last time the police came, the matter seemed to be settled, and there was no news until the court summons came.

Duan Congzhen glanced at the paper, sneered contemptuously, threw it aside, and Ji Lu leaned over to pick it up, with the date of summons written on it, reminding Duan Congzhen to arrive on time as the defendant.

The weather was not good that day, and it had been raining patteringly since the morning, as if it indicated that something bad was about to happen.

Before Duan Congzhen went out, he pressed him to do it once in the entrance, saw him lying on the cabinet and was pushed speechless, leaned over to kiss his ear, bit his neck lightly, and watched his frowning brows.

Just because he said "remember to bring an umbrella" before Duan Congzhen went out.

Duan Congzhen didn't feel troubled at all when he had to change out of the clothes he had just changed. He calmly put on a new formal suit and went out with a black umbrella.

The deer sat on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, his heart was blocked and uncomfortable.

He took out the USB flash drive again, plugged it into the computer, and looked at the materials Han Shuo gave him, the materials that brought Duan Congzhen to court.

Ji Lu didn't know how far these materials could tell Duan Congzhen, but Duan Congzhen didn't come back for three days.

Even if Lu didn't worry about him, and didn't know whether to expect him to go to jail or get off the crime, he was just very numb, as if everything about Duan Congzhen couldn't arouse any emotion in him.

——Or, he knows very well that Duan Congzhen will not be punished in any way, he can escape from any trial, and then escape unscathed.

How smart is he to allow his life to be dictated by a judge?

Ji Lu held the knife that Duan Congzhen gave him, and the tip of the knife was deeply inserted into the wooden table, pulled out again, and then nailed in again.

During the week with Duan Congzhen, what he did, what he ate, and what he watched all followed Duan Congzhen's wishes. Now that he is alone at home, he just wants to find something to fill his stomach.

In the evening, he made a fruit salad and ate a few bites while looking at the flower arrangement illustration book, and soon lost his appetite.

Sitting on the carpet, i.e. deer holding the remote, switching channels with no purpose.

He cut through the night, never exceeding 10 minutes on any channel.Later, he didn't want to read it, and simply lay on the carpet, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

This is his favorite thing to do in Dongqingshan, because there is nothing to do there.

All night, even the deer didn't close his eyes. His heart was blocked and his mind was chaotic. He grabbed a knife and played for a while, and then grabbed a pistol for a while, feeling restless for no reason.

Back on the bed, he tossed and turned all night, but he didn't fall asleep, his chest was so tight that there was some bad omen.

Duan Congzhen came back in the early morning, and when he came back, it was raining heavily outside the house.

He stood at the door of the bedroom for a while, even if the deer didn't open his eyes, he didn't know if Duan Congzhen could see that he was not asleep. After a while, Duan Congzhen turned and left and went to the restaurant.

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened, then closed softly, and the sound of footsteps getting closer.

A corner of the quilt behind him was lifted, and the deer's back felt cold, before he turned his head, his whole body was wrapped in his arms, and he fell into a cool embrace, which made him shiver.

Duan Congzhen had the coolness of coming back from going out, and the smell of dew in the early morning was extremely strong. He lay down with his clothes on, and was close to him, and the deer's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned subconsciously.

Duan Congzhen hugged him without any other movements, his arms wrapped around the man's thin waist, and he could kiss the side of the deer's neck with a slight bow.

"Didn't sleep last night?" Duan Congzhen asked, "Still getting up early?"

"Didn't sleep." Ji Lu replied softly.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"Can't sleep?"

"why?"

"I do not know either."

Duan Congzhen didn't speak again, breathing evenly, as if a little tired, lowered his head slightly, the tip of his nose rubbed against the side of the deer's neck, and after a long while, he called him softly, "Bambi."

That is, the deer leaned against his chest, and his heartbeat could even be felt in the back of his chest. The two grown men leaned together, and their body temperature rose rapidly. Wrapped in warmth, tiredness came quietly.He yawned, his voice nasal, "...how?"

"I want to ask you a question." Duan Congzhen said.

That is, the deer lowered his eyes, couldn't see his emotions, and felt a little drowsy, "You ask."

Duan Congzhen opened his mouth and bit the skin of his shoulder and neck, then licked it lightly as if to comfort him, his voice was low and lazy, "Do you love me more or Han Shuo?"

As soon as the voice fell, the deer scorpion was stunned, his eyes were slightly dazed, and he woke up in an instant, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He will never forget what happened when Duan Congzhen asked this question last time.

Duan Congzhen didn't intend to spare him, he bit his earlobe lightly, and asked in a voice, "Huh? Do you love me more or him more?"

Jilu's throat was dry and he closed his eyes slightly, "Duan Congzhen, is this necessary?"

"Of course." Duan Congzhen smiled lowly, his voice was calm, "I want to know your answer."

"I told you, will you believe me?" Ji Lu asked back.

"No." Duan Congzhen said frankly.

Ji Lu smiled wryly, "That's all."

"I don't want to love anyone," Ji Lu withdrew his smile, his tone full of tiredness and hoarseness, "I just want to live a normal life."

Duan Congzhen was silent for a moment, "What if I want you to love me?"

That is to say, Lu's eyebrows and eyes were all cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He closed his eyes lightly, and slowly opened them again, with a calm voice, "Impossible."

"En." Duan Congzhen responded noncommittally, tightened his arms holding him, and said loosely, "But not necessarily."

"Then why do you ask me?" Ji Lu thought it was funny and didn't want to argue with him, "Anyway, you only think that you are right."

"That's right." Duan Congzhen agreed with him, and after a while, asked again, "Then do you love me more or him more?"

Ji Lu closed his eyes, knowing that he didn't listen to what he said, so he simply ignored him.

Duan Congzhen naturally refused to let him go, pulled him over abruptly, bit his lips and kissed him for a long time, even though the deer only pretended to be asleep, Duan Congzhen saw that his face was tired and did not seem to be fake, so he touched his face and stopped making trouble he.

That is, the deer has not slept well, and in the half-dream and half-awake, it seems that someone has been kissing him, kissing from the center of the brow to the tip of the nose to the corner of the lips like a nostalgia, like a dragonfly on water, and seems to appease his restlessness in a dream.

Ji Lu hugged his waist unconsciously, frowned slightly, and hid in his arms like a puppy.

In the ear, there is the sound of rain in the early morning, mixed with the faint sound of police sirens.

Ji Lu was terrified of the police siren, he didn't know if it was a dream or reality, and unintentionally babbled in his sleep, "Brother Duan, where is the fire..."

"It's okay." Duan Congzhen rubbed the man's thin back with his palm, his eyes were slightly cold, and he comforted him softly, "Sleep peacefully."

After only waking up for a brief moment, the deer fell into a deep sleep again, and his tightly locked brows slowly relaxed.

In the haze, Ji Lu only felt a deep and long kiss with someone, and being hugged in his arms, the strength seemed to crush him, until he couldn't help frowning and moaning, stretching out his hand to push him away, he took a breath .

The man's voice next to his ear was deep and gentle, extremely sober, with gloomy possessiveness, mixed with unfathomable mystery and danger.

"Bambi, you must love me," said the owner of the voice, "you must love me the most."