The hero has an unworthy disciple

Zhan Yuan stomped the snow on his boots and entered the door, untied the snow-covered fox fur and threw it to the maidservant, whispering: "How is he today?"

The maid held the stove tremblingly, pouted at the window, "Mr. is fine today, there is no fuss, and he just sat there for a whole day."

"Have you finished eating?"

"I ate it. I have a good appetite today. Although I only took two bites at noon and put down my chopsticks, I ate a whole bowl at night."

Zhan Yuan's face was filled with joy, he took the stove and followed her gaze, "Did you drink the medicine?"

"Today I refused to drink again. I spilled several bowls, and we couldn't persuade him, but I still didn't drink it. The general personally persuaded me, and this servant will bring the medicine here."

"Well. You go down."

Duan Ganzhuo didn't seem to notice him coming in at all, just sat in front of the window, quietly watching the heavy snow that was rubbing like fluff outside the window by the moonlight, his eyes were a little blurred.

Zhan Yuan looked at him for a while, and walked towards him after his hands warmed up and the coldness on his body dissipated.

Zhan Yuan picked up a fox fur jacket on the couch and put it on him, touched his face, "It's so cold, why don't you look at it for now?" He was about to close the window with his hand.

Duan Ganzhuo tore off his coat and threw it in his face.

Zhan Yuan was startled, but still smiled, picked it up and put it on him again, "Okay, okay, wait a while, I'll just make the fire hotter. Be good, take this hand stove, okay?"

Seeing that he took over the hand stove and became docile again, Zhan Yuan felt relieved, picked up a few pieces of charcoal and threw them into the stove, and fiddled with them with tongs.

"Has Zhuo lost his temper again?" Zhan Yuan looked at him and smiled gently, "I heard that you refused to drink sugar water today."

Just as he was speaking, the maid brought five bowls of steaming medicine, and handed one bowl to him.In order to prevent Duan Ganzhuo from making a fuss, the maidservants would always prepare a few extra bowls.

Zhan Yuan scooped up a spoon and blew on it before putting it on his mouth, "Do you have to coax me to drink it? Be good, drink a little."

Duan Ganzhuo turned his head to look at him expressionlessly, stretched out a hand to grab it and splashed it on his face with a bowl, "It's not sugar water, it's poison, you hurt me."

The medicine bowl hit Zhan Yuan's cheekbone, and then fell to the ground with a "crash".

Zhan Yuan rolled his Adam's apple, raised his hand to wipe it off, touched his face and asked the question that must be asked every day, "A Zhuo, who am I?"

Duan Ganzhuo's eyes were even more confused, he looked at him for a long time, but he didn't speak out like usual.Tilting his head and thinking for a long time, his mouth opened and opened again, unable to vomit for a long time.

"A Zhuo..." Zhan Yuan couldn't tell what it was like for a while, he hoped that he could forget his past life, and he didn't hesitate to drink sweet grass that made people stupid for several months, just hoping that he could forget Myself, the two of us are good to start again... But when I really saw him hesitating and unable to call me, I felt an unspeakable bitterness in my heart.

"A Zhuo, I am the closest person to you in this world." Zhan Yuan looked up at him.

"The closest... the closest... oh..." Duan Ganzhuo stood up suddenly, pointing his index finger at his face and said joyfully, "You are Xiaolongbao! You are my wife!"

The chain around his neck was also rattled by him.

Zhan Yuan didn't know whether he should be happy or sad, and couldn't bear to see his happy face... These days, whenever he asked him who he was, he would show this happy face when he recognized himself Come on...

"That's right..." Zhan Yuan responded indiscriminately, and picked up another bowl and put it on his mouth, blowing, "I am your wife, how can I hurt you? Ah Zhuo, good boy, can you drink this sweet water? For you I'm in good health."

When he saw the bowl of medicine, the joyful look on Duan Ganzhuo's face gradually dissipated, and he sat down again, counting the chains one by one to play, muttering in a low voice, "I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink I don't want to drink..."

Zhan Yuan helped him tuck his messy hair behind his ears, and interrupted him, "Why don't you want to drink?"

Duan Ganzhuo blinked, shook his head, pointed to his head again, and said to Zhan Yuan seriously: "I will be stupid if I drink any more, even more stupid than now. I don't know who I am now, If you drink again, you won’t even know who you are! I don’t want to know you.”

Zhan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then pressed his forehead and stroked his ears with both hands, "But Ah Zhuo, I think you forgot about me..."

It took a while for Duan Ganzhuo to slowly understand the meaning of his words, then his eyes turned red, his mouth pouted, and he deliberately turned his head away from looking at him.

"Okay..." Zhan Yuan kissed his neck, "If you don't want to drink, don't drink today, and drink tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Yuan picked him up and ran to the couch, using a lewd smile to cover up the grief in his heart, "A Zhuo, it's time for a kiss."

Only in the short-lived joy can Zhan Yuan not think about the pain in his heart, and when the two of them will go, just think that the person he cherishes the most is still under him, and he can still hug him and be with him Indulging in the quagmire of desire together... that's enough.

The snowy night is the easiest to be emotional, the red silk tent is warm, and the sleeping couch is shaking gently;

As soon as Zhan Yuan opened his eyes, he saw that the person in his arms was gone, and immediately woke up from shock.Turning over to the bed, he only grabbed his middle coat and put it on his body, "Come here! Where are the night watchmen?!"

When the attendants filed in, Zhan Yuan was staring at the four empty medicine bowls in a daze.

Zhan Yuan still didn't take his eyes off those empty bowls, and murmured: "Go to him... quickly..."

The servant who swept the floor had been watching furtively outside the door, and rushed in regardless of his identity when he heard him say this, "General, sir... sir is in the backyard... seems to have gone crazy... General, please go and have a look..."

Only then did Zhan Yuan come back to his senses, his heart groaned, he grabbed the quilt and shoved everyone away and ran out.

Zhan Yuan squeezed tightly and was watched by the quilt as the man stood still.

The man sat completely naked under the peach tree.Maybe it was the snow that fell from the trunk of the peach tree, maybe it was because of crawling and rolling on the ground, the man's body was covered with snow and mud.

The half-foot-deep snow below Duan Ganzhuo's body was in a mess, and the blood on it seeped in drop by drop, leaving mottled spots all over the floor.

Duan Ganzhuo was gnashing his teeth and rubbing his wrists, ankles and chains around his neck, his body was covered with blood, dripping down continuously.

A few servants who were sweeping the floor had already surrounded him, and if anyone dared to step forward to pull him, he frantically grabbed the man's neck and bit him.The man didn't dare to hurt him, so he endured and let him bite, but he forcefully bit off a blood vessel in his neck.

The quilt in Zhan Yuan's hand fell to the ground, and he knew that the man was really crazy, really crazy, otherwise he wouldn't hurt others...

Zhan Yuan walked towards him step by step, the snow under his feet made a cracking sound.

Duan Ganzhuo just looked up at him, then lowered his head and seriously pulled out the chain on his wrist.A layer of skin was scraped off his right wrist, dripping with blood, and with the lubrication of the blood, Duan Ganzhuo actually took off the chain on his right hand.

Duan Ganzhuo smiled complacently at his curled right hand, which could not be stretched straight, and proudly stretched it out under Zhan Yuan's eyelids.

The blue veins on Zhan Yuan's forehead popped out, and he yelled with red eyes, and rushed forward to crush him to the ground.

"Spit it out!" Zhan Yuan grabbed his neck with one hand, put one hand into his mouth, and said ferociously, "Spit it out! You bastard! How dare you..."

Duan Ganzhuo's throat was hurt by his fingers, so he bit his fingers desperately, and strangled his neck with a chain.

Zhan Yuan stopped, and turned to grab the chain around his neck, his face was flushed, and his eyes were even scarlet, "Azhuo...Azhuo...who am I...you say...who am I..."

Duan Ganzhuo turned a deaf ear, turned over and pressed on him, gnashed his teeth and stared at the chain in his hand, as if he wanted to kill him alive.

"A Zhuo...I'm Xiao Long Bao..." Zhan Yuan smiled and looked straight at him, two tears slipped into his hair.

Although everyone didn't dare to hurt Duan Ganzhuo, they didn't dare let him really strangle Zhan Yuan to death, they rushed up to pull him.

Whenever Duan Ganzhuo was touched, he acted like a mad dog, with disheveled hair and scratching and biting whenever he caught people.

A group of people were almost subdued by him bleeding out, and each of them pressed his arm into the snow.A shrill cry made everyone's heart tremble.

Zhan Yuan giggled and got up, bent his body and pointed at him and said to the crowd: "Look at him...look at him...how cruel-hearted!"

After speaking, he turned around and staggered back, not daring to look back at him again.

Everyone looked at each other according to Duan Ganzhuo who was still struggling and howling, not knowing what to do, but the old butler sighed again and again, and came up with an idea, "Let's put him back in the room first, and wait for the general to come back." Disposal... the general used to favor him, but now he has become crazy like this, in the future... oh! Don't forget to lock a few more chains... You guys, keep a good guard! You can't leave for a moment!"

"Yes!"

"Hey! What's going on here..." The old butler tremblingly picked up the quilt and helped him cover his naked struggling body. Seeing his distorted face with messy hair, he trembled in his heart, "How many times did you come here?" A good person, committing crimes..."

The old housekeeper hurriedly stopped talking, "What are you still doing? Get him in quickly...you, go find a doctor...Although he is crazy, his old friendship with the general is still there. Treat him well..."

Although he said so, the old housekeeper was clear in his heart. Now the general must still feel pity for him, but after a long time, who would be angry with a biting lunatic every day?This person, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch him in the future.

This really got him talking.