Bend that ghost

As soon as Lu Li entered the room, he felt the oppressive and sad atmosphere in the room. He unconsciously lowered his footsteps, but he was even more puzzled in his heart. He was fine when he left. What happened to the young master?

Wen Zhijiang was maintaining the posture of sitting in front of the computer desk, his eyes were empty, like a lifeless rag doll.

Lu Li immediately walked over quickly, knelt down on one knee without any hesitation, grasped Wen Zhijiang's hand on his lap without any hesitation, and frowned, "Zhijiang?"

Wen Zhijiang noticed it from the moment Lu Li entered the door. Hearing Lu Li call him, his almost fixed eyes moved, and he lowered his eyes to look at Lu Li who was frowning at him. He was still calm and terrifying, and there was no wave.

Lu Li panicked for no reason, and opened his mouth to ask anxiously, "Young master, what's wrong with you? Did that short-sighted person offend you?"

Wen Zhijiang was still watching him so quietly, at this moment he finally looked like a real dead person.

Lu Li panicked completely, and exerted all his strength in his hands. With a ruthless brow, he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Zhijiang, why are you unhappy? If you don't tell me, I can't guess."

Wen Zhijiang's eyes finally fluctuated a bit, and he took Lu Li's hand behind his back, holding it firmly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said word by word: "My mother...is it...already..."

Seeing Wen Zhijiang's panicked and forced calm, Lu Li's eyes hurt. The two of them had already agreed on this matter. One didn't talk about it, and the other didn't ask. I don't know how to respond, but now it seems that the young master has already guessed it.

Lu Li suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and after a while, he said softly, "I'm by your side."

A tear dripped down Wen Zhijiang's chin and onto their intertwined hands. Wen Zhijiang cried silently, even his expression didn't change, but the tears kept spilling from the corners of his red eyes, and he didn't even choke.

Calm makes people feel distressed.

Lu Li's eyes dimmed, and he stood up abruptly. With his hand, he pulled Wen Zhijiang up from the chair, and pulled him into his arms. One arm wrapped around his thin waist, and the other hand stroked the back of his neck, as if to comfort him. The little animal repeated in a low voice: "I am by your side."

Every drop of Wen Zhijiang's tears felt like a knife had been stabbed in his heart. Lu Li smiled wryly. He had never shown timidity in the face of even the most ferocious ghosts in his life. The only thing he couldn't see was that Wen Zhijiang was not good.

He knew how strong Wen Zhijiang was. He never lost his composure even when he was handling his own body. Maybe it was more difficult for him to accept the accident of the people around him than death, let alone that person who was still wholeheartedly protecting his mother?

For the first time in his life, Lu Li was at a loss. Facing Wen Zhijiang who was so sad that he was crying silently, he had no way to comfort him. He could only hug him tightly and repeat over and over again: "I am here, young master, I am here, I am not Will leave you, never will."

Wen Zhijiang hugged Lu Li back fiercely like a drowning man hugging driftwood. Tears wet the cloth on Lu Li's shoulders, but he never cried out.

Lu Li was the only support he could grasp at this moment. Even though he never said what happened to his mother from the beginning to the end, Wen Zhijiang knew that that strict and loving woman was really gone.

His mother is gone.

The pain of losing a mother, the hatred of killing one's body, and the hatred of destroying one's family.

Wen Zhijiang closed his eyes.

In the future, he will pay back a thousandfold!

Lu Li tilted his head, seeing that Wen Zhijiang seemed to have calmed down, he stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, planted a kiss on his cheek, and said softly, "The last time, this is the last time I let you You cry, you are my little master..."

You are my young master, I would rather shed blood for you than see you cry.

Wen Zhijiang opened his eyes and looked at Lu Li steadfastly. After a while, he suddenly said, his voice hoarse after crying a lot: "I only have you."

These words are really hypocritical. Normally, even if Wen Zhijiang was killed, he would not say it, but now Wen Zhijiang wants to rely on this man, trust him, rely on him, believe for no reason, even if the whole world betrays him, Lu Li will not.

Lu Li was startled, looked at Wen Zhijiang's still red eyes, frowned slightly, and replied distressedly: "Okay, then you have to remember, from now on, brother will take everything you have. Crying, I can only cry at my brother's place."

After a pause, Lu Li realized that his words seemed a bit wrong, and added, "No, no one will make you cry except brother."

Wen Zhijiang pursed his lips. Lu Li's awkward and serious tone made him dumbfounded, but when he saw the undisguised doting and tenderness in Lu Li's deep eyes, he couldn't help but asked, "Can you make me cry?"

Lu Li raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth and said, "Why not? The harder you cry on the bed, the more I want to bully you, from the inside out..."

"Enough." Wen Zhijiang blushed completely. Although most medical students are bold and unrestrained, Wen Zhijiang has always been dedicated and rigorous. Even if he has any intimate contact with patients, it is all within the scope of his profession. No one dared to tell him.

Naturally, Dr. Wen, who is less talkative and indifferent, is even less likely to say anything himself.

Lu Li, who was interrupted, had playful eyes, and curled his lips slightly: "What? You don't want to?" As he spoke, he rubbed oil on Wen Zhijiang's back vaguely with his palm, and said in a low voice, "It's too late if you don't want to. "

This fucking old hooligan!

Doctor Wen cursed secretly in his heart, blushing unconvincingly, and quickly glanced at Lu Li, his eyes were full of affection, although it was not the first time seeing him, but every time he saw his undisguised affection, Wen Zhijiang would I was taken aback for it.

Forget it, the rogue also recognized it, who made him fall in love with this person?

Who made this person really value him more than his life?

He was a little shorter than Lu Li, raised his head slightly, and pecked at his lips, tasted the kiss that disappeared lightly, and said in a low voice: "I am all alone, only this person, this heart, you If you want it, take it."

After Wen Zhijiang finished speaking, he pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly. He didn't blame Lu Li for his mother's matter, and he didn't blame Lu Li for keeping him a secret.It was him who deliberately avoided it, and now that he has recognized the reality, he can't fall down because of it.

But Lu Li was stunned for a long time. He originally wanted to distract the young master, but he unexpectedly got a confession.Then slowly raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and kissed his lips like Wen Zhijiang did just now, and said slowly and magnetically: "Okay, I want it, as long as it is given by you, I will take it no matter what."

Wen Zhijiang slightly hooked his lips, his ears turned red, and secretly thought that this person is full of love words, so flirtatious, why should he guard him in the dark for seven years, wait for seven years, if he appeared earlier, maybe they are now They are already husband and wife.