inferior possession

Chapter 129

The next day was sunny, the sun was not too high, but it was still hot and stuffy. Even though the deer woke up early and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it was only six o'clock.

The casements were not closed, and the morning breeze blew in through the gaps, blowing the curtains and making a rustling sound.

The deer was slightly stunned, and he could hear the slight breathing sound in his ears. He could see the person leaning behind him with a slight tilt of his head. His hair was touching the back of the deer's neck, and it was a little itchy.

Duan Congzhen didn't wake up yet, but because of his movement, he fell asleep again.

The arm on the waist tightened unconsciously, and Lu Bing held his breath for a long time before he sighed softly and reached out to take Duan Congzhen's arm away.

Close the door, that is to say, the deer left the bedroom, boiled the porridge, wiped his hands, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

The morning news was playing on the screen, and Lu was absent-mindedly switching channels, switching back and forth, as if he was looking for something, but he didn't want to watch anything.

When Duan Congzhen came out, he saw him sitting cross-legged on the sofa, looking at the floor in front of him indifferently, his eyes were empty, as if he was looking at something else through the floor.

"Morning." Duan Congzhen glanced at the porridge machine in the kitchen, and said hello.

Jilu came back to his senses and raised his head belatedly, "...Morning."

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

"It's nothing." Ji Lu put down the remote control and coughed uncomfortably.

After watching the news on TV for a while, Duan Congzhen was thoughtful, and his eyes moved to the man sitting on the sofa.

After a while, he said lightly, "Are you looking for news about Dongqingshan?"

That is to say, Lu was slightly stunned, and subconsciously pursed the corners of his lips. After a long while, he still nodded, "Yeah."

"The police are still investigating." Duan Congzhen said.

"Yeah." The deer just nodded.

After the porridge is cooked, the restaurant is filled with a rich fragrance, with a little sweetness, which attracts people's appetite.

"Do you want to go to the trial?" Duan Congzhen asked.

Ji Lu Zheng filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to him, raised his eyes lightly, a little dazed, "What?"

"Trial." Duan Congzhen repeated, "Their trial."

"Can I go and see?" Ji Lu frowned slightly, hesitating.

"Yeah." Duan Congzhen nodded, took the things he handed over, "Thank you Bambi."

That is, Lu hangs his eyes, a little dazed, "You can go and see..."

Duan Congzhen didn't speak, nor urged him, just waiting for him to think about it.

After a long time, as if he had decided on something, Ji Lu nodded firmly, with a cold and calm light in his eyes, "I'm going."

"Okay." Duan Congzhen smiled lightly.

The afternoon sun was very warm, although it was not harsh, it was still hot. Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the deer huddled in the passenger seat, looking out of the window in a daze.

After driving for 10 minutes, the purple-blue beach loomed in front of my eyes, and the deer stared there for a while, then looked away calmly.

He remembered Duan Congzhen saying that the beach could be seen from the second floor of the flower shop, so it shouldn't be far away.

Pursing his lips, Ji Lu looked at the buildings near the sea, looking for a newly opened flower shop, and didn't want to look too expectant, his face was still faintly slumped, but his heart was already beating fast. Consciously pinched the palm.

That is, the deer didn't want to think about these things anymore, lowered his eyes, and forced himself not to look at it.

Duan Congzhen caught a glimpse of his movement from the corner of his eye, curled his lips slightly, and his cold brows were tinged with a rare gentleness. He gave him the phone back, and pointed to the alleyway on the right, "That street is the end."

That is, the deer didn’t respond, and just followed his movements. The street went downhill, and at the bottom was a road around the island. In the bustling market, the flower shop was just on the right side of the road around the island. The storefront faced the prosperous city, and the casement on the back faced The endless ocean.

If so, even the deer was still a little surprised, his eyes lit up a little, and he even sat up straighter.

There is nothing special about the flower shop. It is an ordinary storefront and an ordinary window. The inside is dark, but it can only be seen that it is very clean.

Ji Lu was stunned, a little hesitant, frowned slightly, and said uncertainly, "There's nothing inside, it's empty..."

He suspected that this was another trick by Duan Congzhen to lie to him, and he just waited to see his hopes come to nothing.

"Yes." Duan Congzhen nodded, stretched out his hand to open the store door, turned sideways to make way for Ji Lu, and said calmly, "Waiting for you to fill it up."

The glass door opened in front of him, and Lu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his head to look at Duan Congzhen, only to see a pair of eyes that were too deep and silent, like a bottomless pool without the slightest ripple.

His heart skipped a beat, that is, the deer took two steps forward uncontrollably, and when the lights were turned on, he could see the whole picture of the store clearly.

In a very large room, the wall is inlaid with a wooden frame for displaying spider plants. There is a large table in the middle where you can practice flower arrangement.

Although they are all empty, you can still feel the exquisite and elegant decoration.

The Adam's apple slipped, and the deer looked at the decoration of the whole room, feeling a little hesitant for a while.

"Would you like to go upstairs and have a look?" Duan Congzhen couldn't help smiling slightly when he saw his expression.

"Upstairs..." Ji Lu withdrew his hand that was caressing the flower arrangement table, his voice was dry, "It's also empty?"

"Yeah." Duan Congzhen nodded, "It's not big, only one bedroom, but it has a beautiful balcony."

That is, the deer lowered his eyes slightly, and the heaving of his chest gradually became larger, but he never spoke.

"Passing through here, there is a small garden by the sea." Duan Congzhen pointed to the deep corridor next to it. "The land was not granted to me originally, but I think it would be good to use it as a garden, and it is coming soon."

"Garden..." That is, the deer repeated his words unconsciously, as if he was muttering to himself, or talking to him.

"Well, the garden." Duan Congzhen walked in front, turned slightly sideways, and tilted his head to signal, "Go and see?"

"Is it facing south?" Lu asked in a low voice.

"Well, facing southeast." Duan Congzhen nodded, "If you can see the morning sun, you can't see the sunset."

"Towards the sea?" The deer asked again, his voice much softer.

"Ah."

"Is it big?" Ji Lu asked.

"It's not big, but it's beautiful." Duan Congzhen said.

"……very beautiful?"

"very beautiful."

"..."

That is, the deer didn't speak any more.

Duan Congzhen looked at him with lowered eyes, unable to see the emotion in his eyes, and the disheveled hair on his forehead drooped slightly, barely covering his eyebrows and eyes.

The fragile appearance of a man is like a flower that is about to wither, like a dying deer, like a prey that has fallen into a trap, making people unable to help but want to bully, destroy, and possess.

Duan Congzhen couldn't help raising his hand, and touched the man's eyes with slightly cold fingertips. His fingertips felt his instinctive blinking, and his eyelashes brushed against his fingertips, bringing out a subtle touch like an electric shock.

His throat tightened, but his heart became inexplicably dry, and the slight pain made Duan Congzhen feel strange.

He had never felt this way.

It's like pain but not pain. It's not menacing, but it's still hard to guard against. It's like needles hidden under the skin, dormant, and will pop out to pierce the heart as soon as you feel emotional.

Duan Congzhen never felt pain until he was with Ji Lu.

This man seems docile, manipulative, betrayal, and selfless, but he has actually made Duan Congzhen hurt many times.

Physiological, psychological, spiritual, and ideological, he kicked himself in the abdomen like crazy, obviously not to that extent, but the tingling pain did not dissipate for a long time, he inserted the knife into his shoulder, obviously paralyzed the nerves, but he still Feel the tearing of the flesh and blood being gouged out.

Duan Congzhen suddenly felt that the pain that the deer brought him had never been so intense.

Those physical injuries that are visible to the naked eye are not as painful as they are now.

He remembered what the doctor said that day in the consulting room.

"Mr. Duan, your persistent pain may be caused by psychopathology."

"In other words, it was caused by sadness."

Staring down at the silent man in front of him, Duan Congzhen slowly withdrew his hand, hanging by his side, and clenched his fist very slowly.

Ji Lu still pursed his lips, did not look up at him, his face was stiff, as if trying to suppress something.

After a long time, maybe a century, he spoke softly, his voice dry and trembling, "Duan Congzhen, let's go."

The color of his eyes changed slightly, Duan Congzhen stared down at him, his voice was cold and steady, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

"No." Ji Lu hurriedly shook his head, his eyes were a little foggy, he lowered his head, and repeated, "I don't want to watch it, I want to go back."

Said to run outside.

The wrist is pulled.

Duan Congzhen grabbed his wrist and said softly, "Take a look, maybe you will like it."

"No need." Ji Lu twitched the corners of his mouth and struggled his arm stubbornly to break free from his palm, "I'm so tired, let's go back."

Duan Congzhen looked at him, without speaking for a long time, his eyes were deep and sharp, as if he wanted to tear him apart, to see the deepest desire in his heart, as if he would expose his lame lie the next moment.

But he didn't say anything, just silent.

That is to say, the deer turned his face away and let the corridor leading to the garden disappear in his peripheral vision, so as not to imagine it anymore, and no longer long to know what kind of beautiful scenery is behind that door.

The two were silent, as if they were confronting each other.

After a long time, Duan Congzhen smiled lightly, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

There was a sudden weight on the top of the head, and the warm and dry palm rubbed the top of the hair, and then a calm and deep voice fell from the top of the head.

"Okay, go home," he said.