inferior possession

Chapter 109

After Liang Xu made that phone call, Duan Congzhen never went back to the laboratory and stayed in the house.

"Won't your research be delayed?" The deer sat in the wicker chair, hugged the blanket, and flipped through the books.

Duan Congzhen looked up from the computer and glanced at him, "What research?"

"How would I know?" Ji Lu lowered his head, flexed his fingers, and scratched the sharp pages of the book with his fingertips, "Don't you have a job?"

"Yes." Duan Congzhen said, "No."

"...Why?" Jilu glanced at him.

"The money is less." Duan Congzhen replied leisurely.

After closing the computer, Duan Congzhen walked over while biting his cigarette, hugged him on his lap, took the book he was reading, and looked at the title page.

"What are you looking at?" Duan Congzhen asked.

"Just take a look." The deer shrugged slightly.

The rattan chair was slightly dented under the weight of two grown men, making creaking noises.

Jilu's body swayed, he looked down subconsciously, and held Duan Congzhen's shoulders, making sure that the chair would not collapse, and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Noticing his small movements, Duan Congzhen chuckled inexplicably, curled his fingers slightly, pinched his earlobes, and smiled.

"Read to me." Duan Congzhen stuffed the book into his hand.

Ji Lu took it over, without refusing, just turned a page at random, found a line and read on.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded particularly ironic.Duan Congzhen leaned lazily in the wicker chair, with his arms idly resting on the armrests, and with a slight lift of his hand, he could touch the man's soft hair stained with morning dew.

Even though Lu was reading to him, Duan Congzhen didn't listen.

He slightly looked up at the person sitting in his arms, touched his cheek from time to time, curled a strand of hair with his fingers, brushed his brows and eyes teasingly, and made Jilu close his eyes as if in stress.

Duan Congzhen watched his little movements, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

That is to say, the deer lowered his eyes, slowly fell silent, and pursed his lips somewhat hesitantly.

Duan Congzhen stared at his subconsciously pursed lips, and his eyes lingered on the man's thin and smooth jawline. For a moment, his palm covered the deer's throat, his tiger's mouth tightened slightly, and he felt his Adam's apple rolling in his palm.

"...Duan Congzhen." Ji Lu called him, his voice came out of his throat, his face was reddish, and he grabbed his wrist in a panic, afraid that he would pinch him.

"I'm here." Duan Congzhen replied, hearing the man's deep panting, his eyes were tinged with lust.

After a while, he relaxed a little, and stroked the side of the man's neck soothingly, his voice was soft, "What do you want to say?"

With haggard eyes and embarrassing expression, Ji Lu held his wrist Xuxu, and after a long while, he licked the corners of his lips irritably, "What do they want to do?"

Duan Congzhen lowered his eyelashes, looked at the man's slender and well-defined hands, clutching his wrist, he was so obedient, his heart softened, "I don't know, I'm investigating."

"Will they find here?"

"Maybe."

"...What should I do?" Ji Lu lowered his head, recalling everything in Dongqingshan, trembling with fear.

He thought of the nurses there who forced them to eat butter, locked them in a house full of rats, put razor blades in their mouths, and made them read tongue twisters.

He hated, he was afraid, he would never be able to let go of that past, he forced the nurse to death, but in fact, he wanted to burn the whole place with a fire, and burn all the frightening past to death.

He wasn't like this in the first place, it was the hospital that brought him to this point.

"I don't want to go back anymore," Ji Lu pursed his lips and shook his head lightly, as if he wanted to comfort himself or persuade himself, "I can't go back."

"You won't go back." Duan Congzhen squeezed his hand, pulling him out of the embarrassing and terrifying memories, "You won't go anywhere."

"They're scary," Ji Lu shook his head lightly, "You haven't seen them before, they have no humanity, and their methods are vicious."

"Hmm..." Duan Congzhen listened carefully, and smiled thoughtfully, "Are you talking about human nature in front of me?"

Ji Lu looked at him resentfully, his eyes helpless, but in Duan Congzhen's eyes, he only felt light and flirtatious, and he didn't want to tease him anymore, his eyes turned cold, and he said lightly, "What are you afraid of when you are by my side?"

He understood that he couldn't defeat a madman, but a crazier madman could.

But Ji Lu remained silent, as if he didn't hear what Duan Congzhen was saying at all.

Dong Qingshan and Duan Congzhen are both dark and dangerous existences. He is afraid of Dong Qingshan, but no matter how stupid he is, even a deer can't be stupid enough to bet on mercy and conscience with a cold-blooded person.

"Bambi," Duan Congzhen pushed back the hair on his forehead, looked at him with a cigarette in his hand, "Are you allergic to seafood?"

Ji Lu shook his head, "What's wrong?"

"Going to eat seafood at night?"

"It will be all right."

That is to say, Lu has never had much choice, but according to Duan Congzhen's meaning, seafood and leftovers are no different to him.

Maybe it was because of the phone call, that is, Lu didn't know what Liang Xu said before Duan Congzhen hung up the phone, but Duan Congzhen had been by his side all this time, so he could guess a little bit.

I drove to the beach restaurant. As night fell, the weather was hot and dry, with the smell of damp sea salt. It was not dry, but full and fulfilling.

That is, the deer looked sideways at the sea, his eyes were out of focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He held the fork with his slender fingers and unconsciously poked at the things on the plate.

Duan Congzhen sat opposite him, stared at the man's absent-minded profile for a while, and tapped the table with his fingertips, "Didn't anyone teach you not to play with food?"

With a slap on the wrist, the deer put down the fork and sat down in a well-behaved manner without speaking.

"Don't you want to eat?" Duan Congzhen looked up at him.

"I can't eat it." The deer said frankly.

"how?"

Ji Lu was silent, looking back at the coast where the tide was rising at night, and after a while, he said slowly, "Maybe it's a vehicle base station."

"Huh?" Duan Congzhen frowned slightly.

"Vehicle base station." Jilu repeated, thoughtfully, "Use the vehicle base station to send text messages...they sent me a threatening message, and they must have sent it to someone else...use a different virtual number, even track it down No, it’s like telegraphic fraud, but the target is certain..."

Duan Congzhen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him calmly, without interrupting or speaking.

"Maybe... try to contact other patients, and then call the monitoring, maybe you can find suspicious vehicles, and you can find out who is behind the scenes..."

Ji Lu lightly licked his lips, rubbed his fingertips unconsciously on the edge of the table, and breathed a little faster, as if thinking of something, his eyes changed slightly, "Could Dong Qingshan have caught other people? What will happen to them... who will protect them?" them?"

Seeing that his expression was not right, Duan Congzhen's eyes were piercing, and he interrupted his thoughts, "Bambi."

After a sudden pause, Jilu slowly came back to his senses, his thin shoulders slid down gently, and he breathed heavily.

"I told you, don't care too much about other people's affairs. It's not good for your mental state." Duan Congzhen looked at him with a calm voice. The police will intervene in Qingshan's whereabouts, and they will be protected."

"Really?" Ji Lu smiled wryly, his eyes full of distrust, "So many people died in Dongqingshan, so many people went crazy, did the police intervene?"

Even when Duan Congzhen went there for the first time, he saw that the asylum was open and unshakable.With such a hard background, how can Ji Lu believe that he is safe.

"Then what do you want?" Duan Congzhen asked him back, his eyes were cold and deep, "What can you do?"

Ji Lu smiled lightly, and said in a flat voice, "Yes. I can't do anything."

He couldn't do anything. He was abused in a mental hospital before, and he couldn't get rid of it. He couldn't escape from being hurt like Duan Congzhen.

Duan Congzhen was right, no one could save him, and he couldn't save himself.

"I'm thinking too much." Ji Lu twitched the corners of his mouth and lowered his expression.

Duan Congzhen turned his head to look at him, bent his elbows, and said, "I think you have a good idea, with clear logic and reasonable arguments."

"What do you mean?" Ji Lu frowned slightly, feeling that his words were full of sarcasm.

Duan Congzhen looked at him for a while, then said leisurely, "Bambi, you are a bit paranoid."

"I don't want to hear it!" Ji Lu was stunned, and immediately stepped back a little, as if frightened, closed his eyes, "What kind of person am I, I don't need others to judge... I don't listen to you , don't even think about it...don't think about it..."

Duan Congzhen looked at him quietly, and after a while, he said lightly, "Bambi, do you still want to see a psychiatrist?"

"A psychiatrist?" Ji Lu asked softly, lowering his eyes, staring at the table. After a while, he raised his head and looked at the man sitting opposite him. With remorse and self-blame in his eyes, he twitched his lips, "Duan Congzhen, You know, my doctor once told me that staying away from you is the best cure."

Duan Congzhen was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized it, and smiled, "Then your doctor may be disappointed, and I won't let him go."