inferior possession

Chapter 17 Young Admiration

Xiao Yang recently asked for leave, saying that his father was seriously ill and wanted to go back to see, so he asked Ji Lu to help him take a few shifts.

For the past two days, Jilu was the only one staying in the "twilight" from morning to night. Fortunately, he was not busy with work, and there was only a little more passenger traffic during certain time periods, and he was very leisurely at other times.

Maybe it's because there are more things in the research institute and the hospital. Duan Congzhen goes out early and returns late every day, and the two have basically lost contact. At first, Lu would occasionally send a few messages to ask him if he had eaten on time. Knowingly, I didn't bother anymore.

If Duan Congzhen wants him to know, he will tell him himself.

There were not many customers in the bar in the morning, so Lu found a stool, warmed himself a glass of milk, and sat at the bar looking at his phone.

The message bar was refreshed several times, but no new news came in. That is, the deer lowered his eyes and stared at the reflective bar in a daze.

Knowing that the probability of Duan Congzhen contacting him is very small, but he still can't help but look forward to it.

Even if there is something, he probably won't tell himself, after all, in Duan Congzhen's heart, anyone is more knowledgeable than him.

Tao Ying is gentle and considerate, Qi Ran is lively and sweet-mouthed, Li Jie is outstanding, no matter if it is a lover or a friend, in bed or off the bed, even a deer is not ranked, let alone Duan Congzhen's "first choice" object.

Since the last quarrel, Ji Lu was very afraid that Duan Congzhen still felt that he didn't care about him. Whenever he had time, he would ask for his health, and it was the same at home.

Obviously he asked for his concern, but now that Lu has done everything in detail, Duan Congzhen has started to become cold again.

Hard to please man.

Lying on the bar counter, Ji Lu let out a sigh of relief, looked at the milk with a light milky fragrance in the cup, suddenly woke up, and drank it while it was hot.

In the past few days, he has been a little trembling because he ran out of medicine.

The small medicine bottle had already bottomed out, and he didn't go to the doctor to get the medicine. Ever since he came out of Dongqingshan, seeing a doctor has become a luxury, and he subconsciously resisted it.

Everything he experienced in Dongqingshan made him fear those people in white coats from the bottom of his heart. They were kind, kind, and looked more normal than anyone else, but what they did was horrifying.

He doesn't want to go to the doctor.

But you can't stop taking medicine.

In the past few days, he has been walking on eggshells, and when he opened his eyes, he fell into infinite worry and panic, fearing that he would suddenly get sick.

Acute panic attacks often have no warning. Watching TV, cleaning a cup, or even talking to Duan Congzhen one second, suddenly fell into the brink of death the next second.

What scares Ji Lu the most is not the uncontrollable subconscious collapse of a panic attack, but that when he is in a normal state of mind, he is always worried about whether he will go crazy at any time in the next second.

It would be better to die in Dongqingshan, on those people's cold experiment benches.

However, if he died at that time, he would not have the chance to see Brother Duan again.Thinking of this, Ji Lu was suddenly comforted.

It's a good thing I'm lucky, otherwise I won't be able to see each other.

I wonder if Duan Congzhen will feel sorry for him.

Ji Lu suddenly remembered the scene of the first meeting. At that time, Duan Congzhen was irritable and unreasonable. He was a child and would not allow anyone to disobey him, but he was upright and kind, willing to stand up for him.

When they met for the first time, Ji Lu just avoided his hand, but was pulled in front of him by the collar and yelled at twice.

At that time, Ji Lu was afraid of him, afraid that he would beat him.

At that time, there were also mentally ill children in the orphanage, who loved to beat others and tended to be violent. That is to say, the deer were relatively thin and short, and they were always blocked and beaten, and they did not like to fight back to cause trouble.

When Duan Congzhen picked him up, Ji Lu subconsciously closed his eyes and shrunk his neck. Unexpectedly, the expected slap did not fall on his face. The man just helped him tuck the quilt and brushed away the broken hair sticking to his face.

He asked, "Chocolates are being distributed outside, why don't you go and get them?"

Even if the deer has never eaten chocolate, he doesn't know what chocolate is. He only knows that it has no place for him.

No one will remember him, let alone leave him.

Suddenly, the man stuffed something into his mouth, which was sweet and had a soft milk flavor.

After a slight pause, Ji Lu blinked in astonishment, his mouth was full of sweet taste, which made him want to cry.

Life in the orphanage is not good. The medicine is bitter, the food is bitter, the air we breathe is bitter, and life is bitter.

It was this person who, for the first time, made him realize what sweetness is like.

Ji Lu was embraced by his blazing body temperature, his cheeks were flushed, he raised his eyes cautiously, and saw the young facial features of the man at a glance, with willful and free, childishness that had not yet been taken off, but it made Ji Lu lose his mind for a while.

He is more beautiful than everyone in the orphanage.

Duan Congzhen's mother came to the orphanage many times. The last time was when Ji Lu was 15 years old. At that time, the family was about to move to another city, and Duan Congzhen was also preparing for the college entrance examination.

Duan Congzhen also came.

Through the iron fence, Ji Lu quietly looked at the young man standing at the door. He was tall and tall, with a tall and straight figure. At the age of 17, he could not hide his unruly and publicity no matter what.

Ji Lu was so nervous that his hands were sweating, he stumbled to his bed, knelt on the ground, dragged out the small box under the bed, and took out a box of toffee packed in a finished medicine box.

They were all exchanged by him with others, bit by bit, one by one, and slowly exchanged with others to save up, as a gift for Duan Congzhen.

When Duan Congzhen left, Ji Lu chased after two iron gates. Regardless of the teacher's obstruction, he chased the car and desperately stuffed the old and deformed medicine box into Duan Congzhen's car.

"Brother! Brother Duan!!" Ji Lu stretched out his hand as hard as he could, touched the car body, and yelled hoarsely for the first time, his voice was full of crying, the unique hoarseness of a boy in the voice-changing period, "Don't forget me! Brother Duan! You must remember me !"

At that time, the boy's concern was sincere and pure, that is, the deer looked at the car leaving in the dust, stood in the rolled up dust, and saw a hand protruding from the gap in the car window, slender and well-defined, in the blur, He swayed lazily.

Even though the deer still had tears on his face, his face was ashamed, like a puppy that had rolled in the mud, but the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and he smiled contentedly.

Thinking of what happened more than ten years ago, the deer still couldn't help but bend the corners of its lips slightly, and then recalling everything that happened after that, the smile on the corners of the lips gradually faded away, and it took a long time before it turned into a low, full voice. It was a helpless sigh.

He knew from the very beginning that he and Duan Congzhen were not from the same world.

Duan Congzhen is the child of a businessman, while he is the child of a prostitute; Duan Congzhen is studying in the best middle school in the city with a full scholarship. He stays in the Qingai Welfare Institute, looking forward to having volunteer teachers to teach them every week Reading and writing; Duan Congzhen is a healthy child, but he has a hereditary mental illness.

Ji Lu has always understood that no matter what, he is not qualified to ask Duan Congzhen for a penny, all he wants is to stay with Duan Congzhen, so that he can be of little use to him, even if it is worthless.

It was Duan Congzhen who pulled him back from the brink of hell, and his life belonged to Duan Congzhen.