police!don't run!

Jian Zhou has been imprisoned by Li Jianguo for three full days.

At the dinner table, the father and son sat facing each other without saying a word, and the atmosphere was kept at freezing point.

Li Jianguo saw that Jian Zhou only ate white rice in the bowl for several days, and did not touch other dishes. He thought that he was trying to annoy him on purpose, so he sighed and took the initiative to put a shrimp into Jian Zhou's bowl. I want to ease the relationship between the two of you.

Li Jianguo said: "It's been a long time since I cooked for you, have you seen how Dad's cooking has improved?"

Jian Zhou paused with his chopsticks, carefully avoided the shrimp, stuffed a mouthful of rice in his mouth, and didn't even lift his eyes, "I don't want to eat it."

"..." Li Jianguo persevered and put a few more chopsticks into Jian Zhou's bowl, and said, "When you are angry, you are angry. You don't have to make trouble with yourself. You have hypoglycemia, so you can't eat well."

In fact, Jian Zhou didn't mean to be angry with Li Jianguo on purpose, but because the table was full of dishes, and none of them was his favorite.

Aside from being allergic to seafood, Jian Zhou is a picky eater by nature. He has no favorite dishes, but there are a lot of dishes he dislikes.

But Li Jianguo didn't know, and neither did his mother.

When I was a child, my family was too poor, so it was good to be able to fill my stomach. Naturally, I didn’t have to choose. Later, his mother reorganized the family with Li Jianguo, and life became richer. The time the family can get together is getting less and less. For a reunion dinner, Jian Zhou didn't want to be picky about the meal his parents worked so hard to cook, so he had to bite the bullet and eat it.

It's just that I don't like to eat it, and it won't hurt if I eat it. Even if I am allergic to seafood, the rash will fade away after hiding in the room for three or four hours.

Thinking about it now, it's ridiculous that they are a family, but they don't even know what he likes to eat.

The disliked dishes in the bowl were piled up into a hill. Jian Zhou had no appetite at all, so he put down his chopsticks and got up to leave.

"Jian Zhou!" Jian Zhou's actions undoubtedly misunderstood Li Jianguo, he frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, a little annoyed, "Are you doing it just because of Shen Jun!"

Without waiting for Jian Zhou to answer, Li Jianguo continued: "Do you really think that Shen Jun can stay with you forever? You don't even know his identity and background, so you are so stupid as to say what you like and what the correct answer is, in case he is just playing tricks." How about you play!"

Jian Zhou shook his head, "He won't."

"No?" Li Jianguo felt ridiculous at Jian Zhou's inexplicable confidence. He exhaled, forced himself to calm down, and asked, "Come on, please use your sane head to help me analyze it. Shen Jun is alone. Eldest young master, a person whose family has a mine waiting for him to inherit, will he be with you, can his family agree that he will be with you?"

Jian Zhou was slightly taken aback, then remained silent for a while, and said, "I believe him."

Jian Zhou didn't know about Shen Jun's family background, but it didn't affect him knowing what kind of person Shen Jun was.

"Dad..." Jian Zhou felt that there should be a lot of things to say in his heart, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. After thinking for a long time, he finally just said lightly, "Dad, I'm allergic to shrimp."

No one cares about what he likes to eat, what he doesn't like to eat, and no one even asks him what he can eat and what he can't eat. Only Shen Jun will discuss the recipe with him before cooking, and will discuss the recipe with him when ordering. He racks his brains to avoid dishes he doesn't like, and secretly pays attention to which dish he likes more when eating.

Jian Zhou really wants to ask, if this is just for fun, what about you as parents?

But this sentence was too hurtful, and Jian Zhou couldn't say it. Under Li Jianguo's surprised eyes, he smiled, turned and went back to the room.

There is a huge floor-to-ceiling window in Jianzhou’s house. When the weather is fine, Jianzhou is used to leaning against the window to read a book for a while, or opening the window to lie down on the lawn in the yard and bask in the sun.

Now this window has also been locked by his father.

The weather has not been very good in the past few days, there is always fog outside the window, and you can't see the end at a glance. Jian Zhou lay on his back on the bed, covering his eyes with his hands, feeling very uncomfortable.

He didn't sleep for two consecutive days. Although he managed to sleep for a while yesterday with sleeping pills, the effect was not very good. The weather can take advantage of it and affect his mood, which shows that his state is really in a bad state.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, Jian Zhou closed his eyes, turned over and covered his ears with a pillow.

"Jian Zhou, I have work in the afternoon, so I'm leaving first." Li Jianguo stood at the door for a while, heard that Jian Zhou didn't respond, sighed heavily, and said, "I put your mobile phone on the dining table, if you want to use it, come out by yourself take."

Jian Zhou sat up suddenly from the bed, waiting for Li Jianguo to go out, he immediately ran to the living room to get back his mobile phone.

A dozen missed calls on the mobile phone made Jian Zhou feel sore, he hurriedly dialed Shen Jun back, and the sound of 'beep' on the phone rang in his ears, which made Jian Zhou inexplicably nervous.

"Beep...beep...beep...sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please call later..."

Jian Zhou held the mobile phone, listening stiffly to the sound of beeps, his whole heart was lifted up and down again and again, and he didn't know how many times he heard the gentle and mechanical "sorry" from the female voice before he gradually came back to his senses Come.

... Are you at work?

Jian Zhou lowered his eyes, stood quietly for a while, and couldn't help but make another call.

Still no one answered.

He looked through the missed calls, and was surprised to find that the last call was three days ago, the night he was brought back by his father.

...What about the next few days, didn't you try to contact yourself?

...Maybe there is a sudden job that I can't get away from?After all, the police are really busy.

Thinking this way in his heart, Jian Zhou still felt unbelievable, and became sad uncontrollably.

For the first time, he found that there was no difference between day and night, both were equally difficult.

Jian Zhou sat down on the chair at hand, lying on the dining table, feeling so tired that he didn't want to move, and didn't even have the strength to press the dial button on the phone.

Jian Zhou stubbornly lay on his stomach.

The light in the room was getting darker and darker, and the dull blackness made Jian Zhou faintly feel a little short of breath. He wanted to turn on the light and got up together, but the world suddenly turned around in front of him. He hurriedly supported the table, but he fell to the ground without strength.

Jian Zhou habitually reached out for chocolates in his pocket, groped for a long time, and finally realized belatedly that he didn't seem to have a piece of chocolate in his pocket for a long time.

He never left chocolate before.

But later, Shen Jun always took it for him, so he knew that he would suffer from hypoglycemia from time to time, but he gradually forgot about it.

Because every time he suffers from hypoglycemia, someone will hug him immediately and put a sweet chocolate in his mouth.

The floor was very cold, Jian Zhou resigned himself to his fate and lay on the ground, the chill and grievance came quietly, twisted into a rope, entangled in his heart, and pained Jian Zhou.

He slowed down, feeling that he had regained a little strength, and then slowly stood up while supporting the table.

Jian Zhou leaned against the wall and staggered to the table where the chocolates were placed. He stretched out his hand, but before he could pick up a piece, his legs softened and he knelt down again.

His knee hit the ground hard, making a scalp-numbing muffled sound. Jian Zhou gritted his teeth, but still couldn't help but hum softly in pain.

Fortunately, the chocolate box was knocked over when he fell, and the chocolate hit Jian Zhou all over him. He picked up a piece on the ground without looking at it, and pushed the candy wrapper away and stuffed it into his mouth.

After chewing twice, Jian Zhou lowered his eyes and looked at the candy wrapper in his hand suspiciously.

...It's chocolate, why is it so bitter?

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