Your nemesis passed out again

Pushing open the door, snoring came from the normally quiet home.

Just as Wen Ningshu touched the light switch in the living room with his fingertips, he caught a glimpse of Xun Qin curled up on the sofa, and slowly closed his palms.

He looked down at the two packs of blood in the paper bag, and after thinking for a while in the living room, he put the blood bag in the refrigerator to keep it fresh.

Before going to bed, Xun Qin was covered with a silk quilt.

Until the next morning, just as Wen Ningshu opened his eyes, Xun Qin, who was supposed to be on the sofa last night, curled up beside him at some point.

As soon as Wen Ningshu sat up, Xun Qin lazily closed his eyes and moved towards Wen Ningshu unconsciously.

"The food is in the refrigerator. If you're hungry, take it from the refrigerator." Wen Ningshu said softly.

"Hmm." Xun Qin closed his eyes again in a daze, Wen Ningshu just pretended that he had heard it.

Wen Ningshu got up and covered the curtains, wrote a post-it note and pasted it on the cup.

With such a big life, I have never worried about anyone so much.

After sticking the note, he held the cup and didn't know where to put it so that Xun Qin could see it.

In the end, I simply wrote seven or eight sheets and pasted them in conspicuous places in the room, with a cell phone number underneath each sheet, so that this guy can contact him no matter what happens when he wakes up.

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the unit, Xun Qin called.

"Where have you been?" The man just woke up, and his voice was still a little childish.

"work."

"Why do you have to go to work? I can keep you! As a blood slave, you should have the awareness to be with the owner 24 hours a day." Xun Qin sounded very serious on the phone.

"How much is the monthly salary of the blood slave job? If it's less than [-], I might not consider quitting."

Xun Qin froze on the other end of the phone.

Why can Dog Biwen Ningshu be so realistic!

"Have you considered the price? I'm about to start work." Wen Ning Shu held the iron cabinet with his hands, and the corners of his mouth naturally turned up.

"I won't have that much money for a while, can I settle the bill in half a year?"

"Then talk about it when you have working capital. I'm not in a hurry." Wen Ningshu took out the white coat from the cabinet and put it on: "Your breakfast is on the first floor of the refrigerator. After eating, stay at home and wait for me to come back." , until the body recovers, try not to touch the sun as much as possible, and if you leave, wait for me to come back before leaving."

"Leaving? Why am I leaving!"

Wen Ningshu pondered for a while, then smiled lightly: "Because according to my evaluation of you after getting along with you during this time, you can't afford my rent."

There was a loud noise over there, and Wen Ning Shu held the cabinet with his hands, grinning from ear to ear.

I thought to myself that the little guy was probably so angry that he smashed the landline!

For Wen Ningshu, making fun of Xun Qin, a soft-looking vampire, is the most interesting thing right now.

"It's rare to see senior brother so happy, what happened to him?" Shi Yun moved to Wen Ningshu's side at some point.

Wen Ningshu smiled slightly: "It's nothing." After speaking, he put the phone in the locker, put on gloves and a mask, and walked to the morgue.

Inside the morgue.

Hu You is applying makeup for the first batch of guests.

Seeing Wen Ningshu enter the room, after a few words of concern, he asked Wen Ningshu to deal with the corpse sent by the hospital last night.

Wen Ningshu flipped through the contents of Hu You's notepad. Cabinet No. 54 was the body to be cremated in the afternoon, and at the end was marked the name of unclaimed body and the name of the body sent to the hospital.

He subconsciously opened the No. 54 cabinet.

It happened that Hu You came over to get something.

"The hospital has not been able to contact the family members of the body in cabinet 54. It has just been registered and delivered recently, and there is no rush to cremate it. You will put makeup on the body in cabinet 32 ​​later, and make an appointment for a memorial service at 01:30 this afternoon."

"it is good."

Wen Ningshu watched Hu You leave, opened the No. 54 cabinet, and stretched his head to look at the corpse in the freezer.

The corpse lost a lot of moisture due to long-term placement, and the whole person looked shriveled. Although his appearance was out of shape, he could still be identified as a ghost sitting in a wheelchair in the corridor.

"Brother!" Shi Yun suddenly appeared behind him and pushed.

Wen Ningshu staggered, and covered the old man's withered and cold chest with his hands.

Countless images instantly filled the mind.

"I'm not crazy! As long as I like him, does it matter if it's a boy or a girl?" In a daze, everything before Wen Ningshu's eyes turned into the living room of an old community.

The old man looked more energetic than when he was seen in the hospital.

He raised his hand and slapped the boy on the face with a 'slap'.

"Tell me again!"

"Is it wrong that I just like someone? You don't know anything!"

The old man beat his chest angrily, pointed at the young man who was out of breath, and finally scolded Nizi viciously.

"You want our old Chen's family to have no heirs. What happened to me gave birth to a monster like you." He pointed at the boy's trembling hand.

"In your eyes, I am different from others and I am a monster."

"Yes!"

Immediately after the screen changed, it was a fully enclosed training school.

Teenagers were severely beaten inside. In the eyes of those people, falling in love with someone of the same sex as themselves is a kind of mental illness. This is just the place where these so-called "mental illnesses" are treated.

The old man and the young man met again. The light in the young man's eyes had already lost, and his dim eyes were staring straight ahead.

"I did this for your own good. Do you know how much it cost me to let you in for treatment?" The old man said earnestly, "As long as you don't get sick again, I will take you back."

"I hate you."

Another month later, the old man received news from the training school at home.

One night, someone came out to meet the boy and took him away.

At the end of the screen is the teenager's ID number, with two large characters 'Chen Shuo' on it.

"Brother!"

Wen Ningshu suddenly opened his eyes, and the ID number kept recurring in his mind.

"Brother, why are you so dazed touching the corpse? I called you several times just now, but you ignored me." Shi Yun said.

Wen Ningshu withdrew his hand: "When will the body in cabinet 54 be cremated?"

"It will take a week at the shortest, and it is now being processed in the newspaper. I hope to be able to contact the relatives of the old man during this time!"

"Well, then I'll go and put makeup on the other corpses first."

"Brother..."

"Ok?"

Shi Yun coughed twice: "No...it's nothing, brother, go get busy first, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable, I'm good at taking care of patients."

Wen Ningshu hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a light smile.

Then push the No. 54 cabinet back, turn around and walk towards the No. 32 cabinet.

The ID number in my mind, and the last time I had contact with the old man, the expression on the old man's hesitant expression kept echoing.

Wen Ningshu frowned, pulled out No. 32's body and began to put on makeup.

"I miss him so much." A dry and hoarse voice came from beside my ear.

Wen Ningshu turned his head, but there was no one around him.