inferior possession

Chapter 5 Mingming Duan Congzhen hooks his fingers, and he will pass

In the evening, it rained cats and dogs.

Standing in front of the rusted iron gate, the deer sneezed due to the wind, looked up at the sign above his head, muttered to himself, and turned around for a moment, looking blankly at the woman behind him.

A gust of wind blew past, pulling the chain on the iron gate to clank, making a heart-pounding sound in the bleak autumn wind.

"Are you an instant deer?"

Suddenly, a strange man wearing glasses appeared in front of him, tall and strong, well-dressed and polite.

Looking back at him, Jilu nodded slightly, "I am."

The man smiled, gentle and calm, took out the pen in his pocket, "Please come with me, let's get some basic information, and then register for admission."

Some hesitantly turned back to wait for his mother, but the woman stood still outside the iron gate, waved at him, then turned and left.

Ji Lu panicked for a moment, turned around and ran towards the iron gate, "Mom..."

"Your mother doesn't need to come in."

The wrist was clenched violently, with the force of a vise, and the deer screamed in pain. When he turned his head, he saw a ferocious face.

Hidden behind the thick glasses, those sly and greedy eyes.

The man stared at him and smiled darkly,

"Here, just you and me."

Suddenly, a stern lightning flashed overhead, illuminating the dark sky.

Ji Lu tried his best to open his eyes, and saw clearly the sculpture inlaid on the roof of the building in front of him.

A huge and ferocious Costin that flutters its wings.

He was looking down, staring at him sharply.

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Waking up from the dream, Ji Lu grabbed the mobile phone by the bed and glanced at the time.

Three fifteen in the morning.

Dream about that place again.

Sitting on the bed exhausted, Ji Lu took a breath, barely covered half of his face with his hands, his eyelashes were trembling in his palms.

That feeling came again.

Suffocated, torn, dying.

He felt as if his brain was splitting into two halves, constantly competing for the only body.

He took out the medicine bottle from the bedside table and held it tightly in his hands. Ji Lu pinched his collar and breathed heavily, cold sweat rolling down from the tip of his nose in large drops onto the soft and warm quilt.

That is, the deer can't feel a trace of warmth.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the folded coat beside the bed, that is, the tip of the deer heart moved. He reached out to take it, hugged it in his arms, lowered his head, buried his face in it, and breathed gently, which made him feel much more at ease.

It was as if Duan Congzhen was hugging him.

After a long time, the uncontrollable sense of powerlessness gradually faded away, and only then did the body feel a little warmer than a living person. After slipping into the bedding, the deer curled up, holding Duan Congzhen's coat tightly in his arms, and then he relaxed a lot, slowly go to sleep.

The next day, when I woke up, it was already high in the sun, and I was staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a long time, I got out of bed, dressed and washed.

Looking at the dense needle wounds on his arm and the burn scars that have not faded for several years, Ji Lu choked for a moment, recalling the dream of last night in his mind, panicked in his heart, and his pupils trembled slightly.

Picking out a long-sleeved cotton T-shirt to cover the ugly marks on the arm, that is, the deer's low eyelashes, and gently stroking the soft fabric with the palm of my hand, I felt more at ease.

Simply eat some light food, that is, the deer is going to go out to buy something.

The afternoon sun was too weak, and it had just rained heavily in the morning, and the smell of dust and mud was ubiquitous in the whole street, that is, the deer came out of the store, and I caught a glimpse of the figure at the entrance of the alley out of the corner of my eye.

Two or three people smoked together, and one of them sat cross-legged on the lid of the trash can, looking reckless and haughty, lazily answering a few words from other people from time to time, and smiling lightly.

Feeling that the man looked familiar, Jilu slowed down and looked at him calmly.

Those eyebrows and eyes are frivolous and charming, with a thin figure, slightly long forehead hair, covering the eyelashes, and bowing his head, it looks a little pitiful to me.

Ah... I remembered.

It was the boy who knelt on Duan Congzhen's lap last night.

His eyes dimmed a little, and the deer stared there for a long time before turning around and going home.

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As night fell, Ji Lu hurried into the "Twilight" bar with his clean coat in his arms, shook off the rain on his body, put away his umbrella and hung it up.

"Is it raining outside?" Another waiter looked up at him.

Ji Lu didn't speak, just nodded, patted the water droplets on the corner of his clothes, and went to the inner room to change into work clothes.

Putting the paper bag of the coat beside him, Ji Lu glanced at the clothes lying quietly inside, looking forward to the coming night.

After the other waiter left, Ji Lu was the only one left in the bar.

Perhaps because of the sudden rainstorm, the number of people in the bar plummeted to less than half of that of the previous nights, but Ji Lu enjoyed such a quiet working environment.

As usual, he wiped his hands clean, took out the cup from the silver plate and wiped it, every time someone came in, even the deer would look up, but it was always not the one he was expecting.

I don't know if Dr. Duan is busy with work.

Is he a clinician?

Will you be busy with surgery?

Or do you have to stay overnight in the hospital?

……

The cup towel in his hand is clenched tighter and tighter, and the deer frowned slightly, staring at the clear cup in his hand, his eyes full of colorful lights reflected by the bar, singing and dancing in his ears, lively and restless punk music, like knocking On his heart, the shock made his ears and chest ache.

The deer raised his eyes, his eyes were cold, he glanced indifferently at the crowd writhing with the music, and involuntarily pinched his palms.

I really want to see him.

As addictive as eating the marrow to know the taste, his hug and body temperature make Ji Lu crazy in love and never forget it.

Would love to see him again.

But he didn't know where Duan Congzhen was.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the paper bag under the bar. Inside, Duan Congzhen's coat was folded squarely. He lay quietly and stared at it for a while. As if the deer had been bewitched by something, he slowly stretched out his hand, fingertips on the soft Rub on fabric.

Suddenly remembering that there was still blood on his hands, Ji Lu was taken aback, quickly withdrew his hands, his shoulders drooped, and checked carefully to make sure that the blood in his palm had not stained Duan Congzhen's clothes.

Ever since he entered Dongqingshan Mental Sanatorium, he has not had a piece of intact skin on the palm of his hand. He has been in that dark place for seven years, and he has long been unsure whether he is normal. Everything that happens there seems to be isolated from the world, only pain It can keep him awake.

Raising his hand, he touched the Haidongqing logo that had been forcibly branded on his left shoulder. With a little force on his fingertips, he pressed down heavily. The short and severe pain caused Ji Lu to slowly clench his teeth.

"Doctor, are you married? With whom..."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

With a little nasal voice, speaking in good conscience, he sounds like a lovely person.But he is not cute, that is, the deer has seen it before, the man sitting on the trash can and smoking.

The bar was full of noise, that is to say, Lu squinted his eyes, his expression was a little sharp, and his gaze swept across the whole bar, and finally landed on the game console at the door of the bathroom.

Duan Congzhen stood in front of a device, staring at the extremely low-grade and inferior screen, holding the crystal joystick with his bony hand, and resting his other hand loosely on the button next to him, concentrating on beating the boring and naive person Machine duel game.

After winning another round, the boy who was sticking to him directly grabbed his hand, touched the ring on his ring finger, and asked, "Doctor, tell me, who is so unlucky to marry you?"

His eyes froze, that is, Lu Yao looked at the person opposite who behaved intimately, lowered his eyes for a moment, grabbed the wine bottle casually, and walked straight over.

"Doctor, don't keep silent..."

"How to play this? You teach me..."

Duan Congzhen didn't pay attention to the boy's intimate behavior, and in the end he was really annoyed. He couldn't resist his entanglement, so he raised his arm impatiently, wrapped him in his arms, and taught him how to play games.

"Look over here, twisting this is manipulative, clicking this is attacking..."

The deep voice, although it looks impatient, the voice is full of helpless connivance and gentleness, that is, the deer stares at the people who are leaning against each other, and clenches the wine bottle in his hand.

As he approached step by step, watching Duan Congzhen getting close to others, Ji Lu was about to collapse with jealousy, he really couldn't see what was so good about this man, what he could do, he could do himself.

Why didn't Duan Congzhen come to him?

Obviously hooking your fingers and he will pass by.

Frolicking, maybe he caught a glimpse of someone approaching from the corner of the eye, the boy in Duan Congzhen's arms restrained himself a little, looked at Ji Lu hesitantly, and slowed down his movements.

Staring closely at Duan Congzhen's hand on the boy's waist, Jilu took a breath and quickened his pace. In just a few short steps, he almost rushed up.

Seeing the man's overly sullen expression, the boy was taken aback and almost exclaimed, "You—"

After a sudden pause, Ji Lu looked at the person standing behind the boy, his pupils trembled and contracted unbelievably violently.

In front of him was an unfamiliar face.

The cyan stubble on the chin, the overly gloomy eyebrows and eyes, a little melancholy, are not at all like Duan Congzhen's, they are so blazing and dazzling like a ball of fire, people can't help but want to plunge into it.

This person is not Duan Congzhen.

"Is there a problem?"

Perhaps because he noticed that Ji Lu's reaction was a bit abnormal, the man was a little vigilant, raised his hand and stopped the boy back, his sharp eyes swept over Ji Lu's face, his arms were slightly stiff, and he looked ready to fight at any time.

"No."

Ji Lu tried his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart, pinched his palm a little anxiously, bowed slightly pretending to be calm, and handed over the wine bottle in his hand, "Give me wine for you two."

"We didn't ask for wine." The man was still calm, but his voice was suspicious.

He didn't speak any more, that is, the deer only felt his heart rate soared and his breathing was a bit difficult.Put the wine bottle on the game console, turn around and go back to the bar.

Overwhelmed by the deafening music again, the deer's legs were weak, and he slid on the bar counter and sat on the cold floor as if exhausted, and hurriedly took out the small medicine bottle from his pocket.

It started again, that feeling of suffocation.

He began to hallucinate again, and actually regarded a completely strange man as Duan Congzhen.

His illness has never been better.

Swallowing two pills abruptly, the deer buried his head in his arm, pierced his fingertips tightly under the skin, waited in agony for the overwhelming feeling of dying, then wiped away the tears on his face with trembling hands, and took out On the mobile phone, click on the recent contacts, tremblingly type a few incoherent words and sentences.

"What to do, I'm so scared, the previous illness... seems to have relapsed again."