inferior possession

Chapter 73

The water pipes in the back hall have been in disrepair for a long time, dripping and leaking, dripping in the narrow and cramped alleyway, which is long, sad, and looks too lonely.

Send Tongtong home, that is, Lu returns to the flower shop, turns over the sign outside the shop, and changes it from "open for business" to "closed for business".

Duan Congzhen sat on the small sofa behind the cash register, crossed his legs, leaned back lazily, nestled in the weak light, watched the people who came in from the door with interest, and followed the movements of the deer.

Ji Lu glanced lightly, and saw that his arm was resting on the edge of the table, playing with this delicate lighter in his palm, repeatedly rotating it between his fingers, and knocking on the table, making irregular sounds.

His gaze swept over the lighter in his hand, that is, Lu thin lips slightly pursed, his heart tightened, and then he forced himself to calm down, swallowed, and squatted down to clean up the flower pots on the ground.

"Brother Duan." Ji Lu called him softly, his voice was low, with an indescribably hoarse voice, "You like playing with fire very much, don't you?"

The sound of the lighter hitting the table paused for a moment, and then continued to sound. Duan Congzhen looked down at him, lingering intently on him, following his movements.

"Yes." Duan Congzhen said.

"Why?" asked the deer.

"Because it will make me very powerful." Duan Congzhen tilted his head, bent his elbows, leaned his body, looked lazy, and his voice was lazy and loose, "Fire makes people look stronger."

"You are already very powerful." Ji Lu said lightly, his voice was lukewarm.

He didn't look at Duan Congzhen, he seemed to be focused on picking up the broken porcelain in his hand, but he was vigilantly paying attention to the lighter in his hand from the corner of his eye, for fear that his next move would be to light a fire.

His home was burned down by Duan Congzhen once, so it's hard to guarantee that there won't be a second time.

Hearing his unskilled flattery, Duan Congzhen seemed to smile, and asked leisurely, "Really?"

"Yes." The deer lowered its head.

"Really?"

"real."

"sure?"

"..."

Even if the deer stopped talking, he couldn't bear the huge pressure of Duan Congzhen's repeated questions. He was sure that Duan Congzhen knew this, so he pressed on every step of the way.

"Why don't you talk?" Duan Congzhen saw his embarrassed and fearful expression, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he stared at him leisurely, "Are you sure?"

"I don't know, Brother Duan." Ji Lu let out a breath, his face slowly turning red, as if someone who had been strangled had finally breathed air, "If your house was burned to pieces, would you also like fire? ?if……"

"My mother died in the explosion." Duan Congzhen said coldly.

Hearing this, Ji Lu froze for a moment, his lips were pale, his pupils were trembling fiercely, and there were tears in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth not to let it fall.

Duan Congzhen raised his jaw slightly and looked at him expressionlessly, "Bambi, I think I know that pain better than you."

"So?" Ji Lu turned to stare at him, his eyes slightly red, "You also want me to experience it, right?"

Duan Congzhen remained silent, noncommittal.

"What do you want to do again?" Ji Lu suddenly laughed, tears rolled down his cheeks without warning, and hit the ground hard, "Do you want to burn me to death, or burn this flower shop, or do you want to burn me? Kill Han Shuo too?"

Duan Congzhen slowly raised his head, his eyes were serious, "Oh, so in your heart, Han Shuo and my mother can be compared?"

"I didn't say that!"

"Then what do you mean?" Duan Congzhen's palms were slightly stiff, and he suddenly clenched the lighter tightly, squinting his eyes dangerously, staring at the bloodshot man in front of him, "In your eyes, are Han Shuo and my mother the same?"

"Of course not!" Ji Lu retorted eagerly, with a hoarse voice, suppressing the surging tears, with the smell of blood in his throat, trying to calm down, and not looking away, "She was very kind to me, the value she brought to my childhood Immeasurable, no one can compare with her."

"Then what do you mean?"

Ji Lu looked at him silently, clenched his fists slowly, feeling a dull pain from the shattered porcelain.

"Duan Congzhen," he trembled, "if you have someone you care about..."

"There was one who died in a car accident, if you want to know about it." Duan Congzhen interrupted him slowly, then raised his jaw, "Come on, continue."

"..." Ji Lu stared at him for a long time before taking a deep breath, "I have nothing to say."

Duan Congzhen blocked him with his mother, what else could he say?

A mental illness who killed someone else's mother, a shameless suspect who tried to forget his crime, no matter what he said, he had already lost his fundamental moral standpoint.

He felt ridiculous, but couldn't help feeling that he deserved it.

Killing for life is justified.

He only hoped that Duan Congzhen would have a little bit of kindness, even if he didn't, he prayed that Duan Congzhen would not have that perverted interest in continuing to harm the people around him.

"Nothing to say?" Duan Congzhen slowly repeated his words, tilted his head, and remained extremely calm from beginning to end, even when questioning him.The man put down his crossed legs and looked at him lazily, "Come here."

Ji Lu didn't look at him, and threw the tiles in his hand into the trash can, then turned around, and walked towards him slowly and resignedly.

Walking up to him, Duan Congzhen looked up at him without saying a word.

That is, Lu Hang's eyes were empty, and after a long silent confrontation, he spread his legs and sat astride Duan Congzhen's legs without saying a word.

Duan Congzhen raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, as if admiring the man's wit and thoughtfulness.

That is to say, the deer sat on him without any movement, without docile leaning, just sitting stiffly, like a lifeless puppet.

Duan Congzhen stared at him for a while, frowning slightly.

She raised her hand, pinched the man's jaw, and forced him to turn his head to meet her gaze.

That is to say, the deer turned his head, lowered his eyes, and looked at him kindly.

The two looked at each other in silence, Duan Congzhen opened his lips slightly, but kept silent the moment he saw the man's eyes clearly, his throat suddenly became dry.

Ji Lu looked at him, he was the only one in the dark eyes, but his eyes just fell on him empty, as if they could fall on anyone.

Frowning slightly, Duan Congzhen pinched the man's chin and squeezed hard until he saw that Ji Lu's pupils changed due to the pain, and then he slowly let go.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Duan Congzhen asked.

Jilu's chest rose and fell quietly, and he opened his mouth slowly, answering the question, "I didn't look at you with any eyes."

Duan Congzhen looked at him, trying to find any evidence of lying in his eyes, but it was in vain.

Even if Lu is not lying, what he said at this moment is from the heart.

He didn't look at him in any way.

Duan Congzhen looked into his eyes, as if looking in a mirror.

He stretched out his hand, placed it behind the man's waist, and quietly exerted force.The sofa was low, and the deer followed his movements and inevitably slid into his arms. The two of them stuck together through the cloth, rubbing against each other vaguely.

That is, the deer breathed a little harder, but he was panicked. He subconsciously glanced at the monitoring probe in the store, his Adam's apple rolled, and he whimpered unconsciously like a trapped animal.

Duan Congzhen looked up at him with deep eyes and no emotion.

He hugged the deer, and gently kissed the exposed skin above the collar of the man's clothes, or the side of the neck, or the smooth Adam's apple that made people's heart blaze.

Duan Congzhen was not impatient, as if he was teasing a pet, cornered him, let him go, and arrested him again.

Fingers went in along the belt, that is, the deer's body froze, and subconsciously held Duan Congzhen's wrist with his backhand, his palm was cold, and his arm trembled.

"Don't be here." Jilu's voice was hoarse, his lips were dry and trembling, and he begged urgently and earnestly, "I beg you, don't be here...I beg you..."

"Why are you so scared?" Duan Congzhen looked at him lightly, and stopped for a while.

That is, the deer's arm was twisted, and he couldn't use any strength, and he couldn't stop his movement at all. It was easy to break free from his hand, but Duan Congzhen didn't move, and stopped with his insignificant strength.

There was finally some emotion in Ji Lu's eyes, but with humiliating fear, he shook his head slightly, breathing quickly and briefly, "Don't be here, let's go in...camera...don't, please..."

Duan Congzhen looked at him, frowning slightly, "I'm not blind, I saw a camera."

Ji Lu seemed to be unable to hear him, his body was still tense, trembling slightly, his fingers were cold, and he held Duan Congzhen's wrist in vain, "Don't be like this..."

"Why are you so scared?" Duan Congzhen's voice was calm, and it was rare to have a trace of inquiry at this moment, "You were obviously not like this before."

Ji Lu didn't speak, his lips were pursed, his face was bloodless, and he looked at him without saying a word, his eyes were burning, but with indescribable vigilance.

Duan Congzhen confronted him for a long time without getting an answer.

The chest suddenly stagnated for a moment, and then there was a sudden rush of air, which made my heart flustered.

"Bambi." Duan Congzhen turned his wrist, held Ji Lu's hand behind his back, and looked at him calmly, "I've been taking painkillers recently."

Ji Lu didn't speak, his arm was held by him, and he couldn't help shrinking slightly, in a defensive posture.

"Do you know why?" Duan Congzhen looked at him, his eyes moved down to the man's dry lips, and he said very slowly, "Because you kicked me last time, I was still in pain."

"I'm sorry," Jilu opened his mouth eagerly, and said over and over again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Duan Congzhen shook his head, interrupted his apology, and said, "The bruise has disappeared. I thought it would last longer, but it's a pity. But it still hurts. Sometimes I can't eat, and I wake up at three o'clock in the night. , I can’t even swallow water... Bambi, I’ve never been beaten like this in my entire life.”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Brother Duan, I was wrong..." Ji Lu shook his head desperately, his voice was filled with tears, his heart palpitations at the man's overly calm words, he couldn't stop shrinking back, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... ..."

"What about you?" Duan Congzhen turned his head to look at him, staring seriously into his eyes, "Do you want to try this feeling?"

As he said that, the man stretched out his hand, and pressed his palm against the deer's abdomen, exerting a little force, as if trying to crush his abdominal cavity.

"No, no," Ji Lu shook his head, but he didn't dare to resist, "Don't do this..."

"You don't want to, do you?" Duan Congzhen smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he relaxed the strength in his hands.

He hugged the man who was still in a trance of fear and was still in a trance of fear, and comforted him very patiently. Duan Congzhen tilted his head and kissed the man's face pityingly, the delicate kisses lingering between his brows and eyes.

"Bambi," he called him softly, his tone seemed to be discussing, "you are obedient, I won't make you afraid anymore."

That is to say, the deer leaned quietly, without any reaction, as if it was dead.

"I'm going back in an hour, but it's a pity I can't continue." Duan Congzhen let him go, stood up from the sofa, straightened his clothes, and glanced at the camera in the corner of the hall, "I will solve it."

That is to say, the deer's eyes are blank and empty, floating around without focus, lifting up slightly, and falling on the man in a trance.

"Camera." Duan Congzhen raised his hand and pointed, "I will solve it, after all..."

"...I really want to have sex with you in a beautiful flower house."