Two flowers bloom, one dead branch

Gu Changze's face was livid, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his temples throbbed, and the veins on his forearms on the back of his hands burst out.

He slapped him down on the bed, and clenched his back molars, but in the next second, he quickly took a towel from the bathroom, grabbed iodine from the table, and disinfected and bandaged him with a cold face. Did not say.

What was he doing just now, Jiang Yuchu's wrist was oozing blood, it was dark red, and it had become sticky, but what did he do just now?

He was immersed in the ecstasy of the sudden lost and found, thinking that Jiang Yuchu would finally take a good look at him, and just that one look would make him willing to sink.

But in fact, without the help of that shit, the two of them are nothing at all.

What is this called?

What the fuck is it called?

The more Gu Changze thought about it, the more angry he became, regardless of the occasion, he didn't know the severity and the depth, and Jiang Yuchu used his body as a tool for his purpose.He felt aggrieved inexplicably, because he was misunderstood by him. He felt his hands trembling and his heart trembling. He really wanted to say: Yes, I want you, but what do you think of me?

Am I so unbearable in your heart?

But he didn't say anything in the end.

He has no way out, is in a dilemma, can't ask for it, can't let it go, powerless and helpless.

Ever since he was drunk and did that ridiculous thing last time, he has been regretting it, and he has been tormented in every possible way. Now he finally has a very thin thread to reconnect the two, and the other end of the thread is loosely wound around Jiang Yu. On Chu's little finger, it seemed that it would break if he pulled it lightly, and he was even more cautious as if he was walking on thin ice, taking every step forward and backward.

Gu Changze quickly recovered his usual calmness and self-control, "After you go back, you should go home and live at Lu Shijiu's."

"Ah."

"I live...opposite."

Jiang Yuchu raised his eyelids and looked at him for two seconds as if he was a little surprised. His back felt hot and he exerted some strength on his hands. After the other party hissed, he continued: "Do you know it hurts? Do you know it hurts?" Bite so hard, do you want to eat meat?"

No one responded.

"I... I sent a message before saying that I would not enter your house casually."

Jiang Yuchu smiled lightly, as if expressing extreme doubts about his ability to keep his word, Gu Changze's face turned green.

"Two days, give me two days to give you a copy of the case after I go back."

"……it is good."

With his other hand, he took out a butterfly/butterfly/knife out of nowhere, and it was still twirling. Gu Changze was terrified, afraid that he would cut himself again without paying attention, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. Snatch it away, "Knives are controlled, confiscated."

"Give it back to me." Jiang Yuchu stretched out his hand, "It's my father's belongings, so give it back to me."

The BM42 six-hole 440C classic model, known as the knife with the best feel, the most perfect balance, and excellent stability in throwing and turning fingers, has been discontinued.

Gu Changze doesn't play with knives. Although he has seen Jiang Yuchu play with them before, they are all imitation knives without sharpened edges. Sometimes the blades are sealed with tape, and sometimes they use a butterfly comb.

He had never seen this in his hand before, but he also knew that it was expensive, and even the handle of the knife was glowing coldly.

Jiang Yuchu's expression turned cold, "Give it to me, I won't play anymore."

Stop playing in front of you.

Gu Changze returned the knife in the end, but he was worried all the time. He even threatened and lured Jiang Yuchu to turn on the video when he went downstairs to buy breakfast the next day, so as to prove that there was nothing dangerous in his hand. All he had to do was pin it to his waistband and take it with him wherever he went.

When he was just about to enter the building with his breakfast, his footsteps turned and changed direction, he let out a ouch, and then raised his voice self-consciously: "Daughter-in-law, I was patronizing you, and I entered the wrong door." , don’t worry, go home right away.”

The opposite side is tolerable or unbearable, so I hung up the video with a bang.

Gu Changze's face remained unchanged, he continued to babble into the phone without saying a word, with a look of idleness, his eyes glanced behind him, very carelessly.

"Hang up, I'm downstairs."

He stuffed his phone into his pocket, casually entered a unit door, and walked leisurely into the elevator, his expression turned cold instantly.

Someone is following.

He went up to the fifth floor, put the food box aside, and then watched the elevator go down to the next floor with his arms crossed.

The red number changed to 2, and then jumped to 3. Gu Changze rolled up his sleeves, turned his neck, and showed the fierceness between his brows and eyes.

4 floors.

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor.

He frowned at first, then rushed to the stairwell and looked down, and sure enough, he vaguely saw a figure jumping down quickly.

That person must have sensed that something was wrong and left in a panic. Gu Changze jumped down two steps and supported himself with both hands. He twisted his body and fell to the stairs on the next floor. The hunchbacked old man who entered the door knocked him off his feet. He just said sorry in a hurry, and the other party let him go with a wave of his hand.

The winter morning is cold and foggy. The old man who sells breakfast yells and pushes the cart all the way to sing, and white air comes out when he opens his mouth. Pedestrians wrap themselves tightly, and when the cold wind blows, they tighten their necks and freeze to death. A quail, while slipping and slipping on the icy road, from time to time someone will throw a dog to eat shit, squat on the buttocks or do a big split.

Gu Changze panted, seeing everyone sneaking around in a hurry, everyone seemed to have a problem.

Reluctantly, he moved forward a few steps, stopped suddenly, and then rushed back to the unit door just now.

Where was that old man just now, what was exposed was clearly the hand of an adult male!

Gu Changze looked up, and sure enough, he didn't see any surveillance cameras nearby.He let out a foul breath, feeling a little depressed, at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

"Hello, Uncle Qin."

A hearty laugh came from the opposite side, "Nagaze, I heard you found someone?"

Chief Gu re-confirmed the caller ID, and then said with a good-tempered smile: "Yes, I just found it not long ago."

The other side seemed to be smiling happily, "Hey, Xiaofeng heard about it from his gang of cronies and dog friends just after he came back. Just in time, what kind of party did he say he was going to have for his birthday? Why did he say to call you guys?" It's two pieces."

The cronies and friends in his mouth are all the circles of the second and third generations of the rich and famous in Zhuoran.

Gu Changze suddenly paused when he was about to refuse, and then thought that there were not all dudes in there, but there were a few people from the National Science Department, maybe Jiang Yuchu could get to know each other, maybe they could cooperate in scientific research.

"Thank you, Uncle Qin, do you have anything else to say?"

Such a junior calling the junior is not just for the idea of ​​a party.

"Yes, your old man is angry. He is still thinking about big things. He grew up wearing open crotch pants. What is there to be angry about? Hasn't he ignored me for a long time? I was thinking about you. When will you come out to get together, I apologize and get in touch."

As Gu Changze walked back, he said in a good-tempered manner: "My dad doesn't dare to be angry with you, it's just that the bureau has been busy recently, so I will arrange it when I go back."

The two talked about something else and hung up the phone. Gu Changze bought another breakfast and didn't mention why it took so long when he returned.

He didn't say anything, and Jiang Yuchu didn't ask, as if he had no opinion on where he was going.

Gu Changze sighed, recounted the gathering, and gave a strong introduction to those people from the State Department.

The National Office of Scientific Research is full of senior technical personnel who are obsessed with academics and do not compete with the world. If they want to stay, a Ph.D. is just the beginning, and the publication of papers has even reached the level of the four authoritative medical journals. Even if the rest does not have a Cell or Nature, They also hold blockbuster-level papers in their hands, and throwing any one at random feels like a shocking wave.

Jiang Yuchu took a slow sip of the five-grain soymilk with added sugar. It was thick and mellow, and he had no interest in the National Science Office. He asked casually, "Qin Xiaofeng is back? Where has he been?"

Gu Changze didn't pay much attention, "I don't know, it seems that I was sent to study abroad three years ago, and I don't know what kind of mess I learned."

Jiang Yuchu nodded, "Study abroad..."

He bit the straw again and again, lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and when he felt that the room was too quiet and raised his eyelids, he happened to meet the other's awkwardly looking away.

Gu Changze's Adam's apple twitched, his eyes wandered wildly, and finally settled into the void, before he said bluntly, "Can you stop drinking soy milk like this?"

Jiang Yuchu: "...?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Jiang Yuchu: What does it matter to you if I drink soy milk?

Gu Changze: Do not despise evil.

Jiang Yuchu: ...?

Four authoritative medical journals (world-class)

NEJM "New England Journal of Medicine"

JAMA is the Journal of the American Medical Association

Lancet "The Lancet"

BMJ "British Medical Journal"

Wow, as soon as I entered the backstage, I found that two favorites had been added, and I bounced off the bed with a swipe.