we want to be happy

Chen Cang drove over immediately after receiving Wen Xiaobei's call.

Although from the research institute to Jian Shaoyong's villa is almost the longest distance in the city, in terms of time, Chen Cang has already run as fast as possible.

Fortunately, Jian Shaoyong's physical condition has been recorded at the research institute. Fortunately, Jian Shaoyong did not throw away the medicines sent by the institute as garbage. The conductor found the medicine and injected it successfully at the first time.

Therefore, when Chen Cang arrived, although Jian Shaoyong's situation did not improve, at least it did not deteriorate.

On the large double bed, Wen Xiaonan and Jian Shaoyong were lying side by side. Wen Xiaobei stared nervously at the doctor, waiting for the results of the examination.

Ten minutes later, Chen Cang withdrew his hand, "Come on, come downstairs with me, and get me something refreshing."

Wen Xiaobei chased after him, "How are my brother and Mr. Jian?"

Chen Cang put his finger on his lips, and ticked Wen Xiaobei again, "Don't disturb the two of them resting. It must be life-threatening, so come down with me and tell you slowly, okay?"

Wen Xiaobei immediately pursed his lips and nodded.

Chen Cang glanced at him and stretched out his hand.

Hearing that Xiao Nan was fine, Wen Xiaobei, who immediately felt relaxed, happily held the doctor's hand, and whispered, "Come on, I'll make you a cup of coffee~"

Chen Cang grabbed him and said seriously: "My so-called refreshing thing is Jian Shaoyong's collection of good cigarettes, do you know where he put it?"

Wen Xiaobei understood, smirked, and whispered: "I know, it's downstairs, wait for me to get it for you."

After speaking, the two looked at each other with a smile, and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

On the big bed behind them, Jian Shaoyong, who was sold the rare tobacco by the "house thief", still closed his eyes tightly, but now his face is very calm, and he is no longer so pale.

Wen Xiaonan, who was lying next to him, was even more ruddy. Those who didn't know it thought that the child was just sleeping, only his frowning brows revealed a trace of the truth.

No one knows what kind of nightmare Wen Xiaonan is going through...

Wen Xiaobei dragged Chen Cang to the living room, acted like a host who was conscientiously entertaining guests, first asked him to sit down and rest, then ran into the kitchen to make noises.

Chen Cang straightened his legs, leaned into the large and comfortable sofa, raised his head, and relaxed his muscles and bones.

What a horrible day~

In the morning, I fought with Yuan Ye and the others, and after returning home, I was bombarded by the leadership of the research institute for letting Lin Xiao go privately. At night, I was forced to eat the boring big pot meal in the cafeteria, and then I was drawn blood to record the data according to the usual practice. Finally, I had to write today's battle report, and ended up coming here in the middle of the night to save lives and heal the wounded.

At this time, even if Chen Cang was an all-around superman, he couldn't help but sincerely hope that Wen Xiaobei would give him something to eat and drink besides tobacco, and it would be best to have a midnight snack.

Don't even mention that Dr. Chen's little wish really has a tacit understanding with him.

A few minutes later, Wen Xiaobei came out with a tray, and said with a smile: "Tobacco, fruit, coffee, sandwiches. Doctor, how about something to eat first?"

Chen Cang sat up straight, seeing the tobacco and food in the tray, he was refreshed, "Good stuff."

Let's order one first.

Wen Xiaobei sat cross-legged on the opposite sofa, added sugar and milk to Chen Cang's coffee, put a small saucer on his lap, and peeled the kiwi fruit with a knife and cut into pieces.

"Doctor, you haven't told me what happened to my brother, Mr. Jane."

After smoking, Chen Cang squinted his eyes and enjoyed the calm and comfort brought by nicotine, and he was obviously more energetic than before.

"Let's talk about your brother first. He's fine. He's just fainted due to the sudden increase in intracranial pressure. He'll wake up after a while."

"Xiao Nan has never been like this before." Wen Xiaobei was still a little worried, "Why this time..."

Chen Cang raised his hand and interrupted him, "There are not many people with spiritual powers recorded in the research institute, and Jian Shaoyong is the only one with mind sensing. So I can't say I understand your brother's situation absolutely. , but according to our records of Jian Shaoyong, once the thoughts or emotions received by people with this ability are too strong and dense, it will put a lot of pressure on their brains."

"Ah?! Stress? Will it break my brother's brain this time?"

Chen Cang expressed that there is no need to worry, "Jian Shaoyong once suffered from severe schizophrenia when he was a teenager. Before he mastered the mind shielding, he had been in a state of severe neurasthenia. But later he found out how to control his ability to retract When you are free, don't you think he is just like a normal person now? It's just..."

Wen Xiaobei leaned forward eagerly, "Just what?"

Chen Cang lowered his eyes, "It's just that the reason why he is like this is that I personally think that he has lived enough."

Jian Shaoyong slowly opened his eyes.

Isn't it a blessing to be alive to see the ceiling of your bedroom, lying in your own bed, after just experiencing a devastating collapse?

However, Jian Shaoyong neither showed the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, nor did he pull out a sarcastic smile that a person who "lived enough" should have, as Chen Cang said. He just looked at the lights on the ceiling calmly. .

Too calm, almost like a pool of stagnant water, accepting reality numbly.

"Mr. Jane..."

Turning his head to the side, he looked at the person lying next to him who was turning his head restlessly and talking in his sleep, Wen Xiaonan?

Yes, Jian Shaoyong remembered hearing this voice before he passed out.

He has been thinking about him, thinking that he is better.

Turning over, lying on his side with his head propped up, he stared fixedly at Wen Xiaonan who was still asleep, Jian Shaoyong slowly raised his hand, and traced the man's facial features through the air.

A young man with similar ability to him, who was taken in by him not long ago.How long have they known each other?It does not matter.What Jian Shaoyong is interested in is why this young man has such an obvious attachment to him, and why does he himself have a more obvious preference for this person?

What do you miss about me?

Are you caring about me?

why do you care about me

Because we are the same kind of people?

Are you also troubled, entangled, depressed, or even crazy about your abilities?

Jian Shaoyong tried to convince himself that Wen Xiaonan was just the student he was in charge of instructing, and he should not expect an excessive closeness like a "relative".

Wen Xiaonan is lucky, he can meet a mentor.

And he, Jian Shaoyong, is also lucky. He can help a young man like him in his lifetime, so that he doesn't have to repeat the same mistakes, and he doesn't have to go through the pain and madness he once experienced.

Wen Xiaonan was still struggling in the dream, "Mr. Jian..."

Jian Shaoyong's hand stopped moving.

Because of a tear falling from the corner of Wen Xiaonan's eye.

Occasionally, Jian Shaoyong leaned over and stuck out the tip of his tongue.

The taste is salty and astringent.But in his heart, there is a kind of sweetness that he has never had before.Very sweet, very sweet.

"No, Mr. Jane, be careful!"

Wen Xiaonan opened his eyes abruptly, panting violently, staring blankly at the person in front of him with out-of-focus eyes, and subconsciously reached out to grab Jian Shaoyong's shirt, "No, be careful!"

"Be careful of what?"

"Don't go any further, there is a cliff ahead."

"What cliff?"

"By the sea," Wen Xiaonan blankly described what he saw, "The sea is very blue and beautiful, and the waves are white like silver ribbons... But, do you want to jump off? Do you want to jump?!"

Jian Shaoyong's expression was shocked, staring at the teardrops rolling down the corners of Wen Xiaonan's eyes, he suddenly smiled, "Xiaonan, you are dreaming. Look, where is the cliff?"

"Yes! I saw it just now!"

Jian Shaoyong stretched out his hand to cover Wen Xiaonan's wide eyes, and whispered in his ear: "That's your dream, you're having a nightmare. Now, go to sleep, sleep, I'll take you and Xiaobei to sleep tomorrow." Go out and play."

Wen Xiaonan stretched out both hands to hold Jian Shaoyong's hand, but didn't take it away from his eyes.

"Mr. Jian, I have seen it all, your memory. I finally understand what you said to me before, please rest assured, I will work hard, work hard to learn the ability to control myself, and be as strong as my brother. In the future, you don't have to work so hard Always protect me, please let me protect you, I can definitely do it, let me protect you."

Jian Shaoyong listened expressionlessly, until Wen Xiaonan finished speaking, then quietly used his ability to force this emotional young man to fall asleep.

He was very aware of the exhaustion after being fainted by the shock of mental power fluctuations for the first time.It was a feeling of being hollowed out, even temporarily blind or deaf.

Wen Xiaonan was really worried about him.

It's ridiculous, Wen Xiaonan is worried about him?

Jian Shaoyong frowned and withdrew his hand.It seems that his physical condition is really not optimistic. Just leading Wen Xiaonan into a beautiful dream just now gave him a severe headache.

Massaging his temples, Jian Shaoyong maintained the posture of lying on his side, staring at Wen Xiaonan's tear-soaked eyelashes for a long time in the light.

Wen Xiaobei silently listened to Chen Cang's statement to Jian Shaoyong's past, but couldn't tell what it felt like.Mr. Jian also has times when he gives up on himself?It is simply unimaginable.

Because Mr. Jian always gave people the impression of being omnipotent, and, with his carefree demeanor and way of enjoying life, he didn't look like a person who would compete with himself.

"With food, drink and money, it's great to live a good life." Wen Xiaobei felt that with his IQ, he couldn't understand Jian Shaoyong's idea of ​​a "god man", so he just complained and didn't think about it.

Chen Cang lit another cigarette, "I don't understand Jian Shaoyong's thoughts, but he has been refusing to accept my treatment because he doesn't want to use external force to affect normal birth, old age, illness and death."

Wen Xiaobei didn't take it seriously, "He's not born, aged, sick and died normally. If you don't tell me, I really overlooked it. Mr. Jian is a pure monster. Drinking is like drinking water, and he doesn't eat properly. He doesn't have regular meals. When he thinks of what to eat Just eat, do what you want, do whatever you want, no plans... Huh? Actually, this kind of life is not bad~"

Chen Cang glared at him, "Wen Xiaobei! Be more serious."

Wen Xiaobei raised his foot and kicked Chen Cang's straight long legs, "It's boring to be too serious! It's boring to always have a serious face like you. Hey, doctor, do you know? Be a man, You have to learn to have fun with yourself.”

This kid has learned badly!

It was the first time for others to be so unscrupulous and naughty with him, although Chen Cang still had a poker face on his face, there was an awkward and sweet feeling of strangeness in his heart.

In the eyes of others, he is a son, a doctor, a leader, a person with supernatural powers, and an invincible sandbag.But no matter what kind of person they are, they would not play tricks on him, let alone show their kindness to him "openly" like Wen Xiaobei.

The white foot stretched out and kicked his leg again, "Doctor, are you not angry? Can you eat some fruit to supplement vitamins? Just like what you taught me before, eat more nutritious things and keep healthy. In a good mood. Doctor, do you like strawberries? How does my sandwich taste?"

Chen Cang felt that under such circumstances, he should respond to Wen Xiaobei's friendliness, but how should he respond?This is a problem.

If Wen Xiaobei was sick, he could treat him.

If Wen Xiaobei wants to eat snacks, he can also buy him some.

But it was obvious that Wen Xiaobei was as healthy as a small African buffalo, and Jian Shaoyong's family would definitely not be short of snacks.

So, Chen Cang decided to be more polite and smiled.

"Thank you for the hospitality, everything is delicious."

Wen Xiaobei was frightened, "Doctor, do you have facial paralysis? Did you cry or laugh just now?"

"He was born with facial paralysis."

Wen Xiaobei quickly turned his head and grinned broadly, "Mr. Jian, how are you?"

Jian Shaoyong has already changed into a set of comfortable home clothes, and has returned to his usual leisurely style. Even his hair is combed meticulously as if he is about to go out to a banquet.

"Xiaobei, your brother is about to wake up too, you should bring him some drinks, and I think it will be very happy to see you at the first sight when Xiaonan wakes up."

"Okay!" Wen Xiaobei jumped up, ran into the kitchen with his slippers on, and ran upstairs with a bottle of juice like a gust of wind.

Chen Cang watched Wen Xiaobei's back disappear into the corner of the stairs, and then turned his head to face Jian Shaoyong who was sitting where Wen Xiaobei was sitting just now.

After looking at each other for 1 minute.

Chen Cang raised his eyebrows.

2 minute later.

Chen Cang lit a cigarette, spread his hands and made an inexplicable movement, "Haven't finished watching?"

Jian Shaoyong twitched the corner of his mouth, "I didn't read your mind."

"...Then what are you doing?"

"I'm weak and low on energy right now, so let's communicate with words."

Chen Cang froze for two seconds, then slumped his shoulders.

Why did he think he was dealing with an alien creature?Why is Mao so weird?Oh, it turns out that what he is facing now is Jian Shaoyong who does not use supernatural powers.Ha, ha, ha... It's crazy.

Well, if that's the case, then as a doctor, he must fulfill his responsibilities as a doctor.

Business-like, "How is your recovery? Is there any discomfort? Is there any obstacle in using your abilities?"

"Not bad, but not enough."

"What do you mean?"

Jian Shaoyong crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, "I hope you heal me."

"I've already been treated."

"What I mean is," Jian Shaoyong paused, and raised the corner of his mouth, "heal me thoroughly."

Chen Cang was silent for a few seconds, his finger holding the cigarette was hanging in the air, and he was about to push the cigarette into his mouth, "Wait a minute, I need to calm down."

Jian Shaoyong finished smoking a cigarette while waiting for Chen Cang to "calm down", brushed off the ash that fell on his trousers, took a soft cushion as a pillow, patted it loosely, and lay down on the double sofa , put your hands together on your belly.

Chen Cang said with a dull face, "What are you doing?"

Jian Shaoyong glanced at him, "Waiting for your treatment, great doctor."

"..." Chen Cang's lips were drawn into a straight line, and there was a stern and cautious light in his dark eyes, "Since you have been refusing my treatment before, and now you suddenly ask for it, do I have the right to ask why? At least, You're going to give me a reason, and it will be on your file."

This kind of tone, this kind of question, according to Jian Shaoyong's previous temper, would definitely be contemptuous. Maybe when he was in a bad mood, he would hypnotize the person who asked the question into straw mushrooms, fungus, day lily and the like.

But now Jian Shaoyong seemed to have been replaced by someone, calmly, calmly, and honestly answered the question, "Because I found a reason to live."

Chen Cang personally thinks that this may be a manifestation of Jian Shaoyong's premature menopause, or delayed puberty?Anyway, based on his understanding of this person, if there is only one person in the world who is not a literary youth, it must be Jian Shaoyong.

But this is the man, right now, lying on the couch with his hands-up pose and calm countenance masquerading as a saint!

There is fraud! There is fraud!

Chen Cang stood up and walked to him, looking down at him.Suddenly this wooden face became ferocious, his fists clenched and he moved his lips like a hooligan, "No matter who you are, get out of Jian Shaoyong's body right now!"

Wen Xiaonan looked at Wen Xiaobei helplessly, "Brother, I'm really fine, don't be so nervous."

"Go, don't be brave, I will support you

Go downstairs~ Be good! "

Wen Xiaonan smiled, enjoying his brother's doting, and reached out to hold his arm, "Brother, I made you worry."

Wen Xiaobei scratched his nose, "Stupid!"

The two brothers went downstairs talking and laughing.After all, except for the doctor, the other three people in this room didn't have dinner yet.

But when they turned the corner of the stairs, the two brothers were shocked.

Jian Shaoyong sat calmly on the sofa drinking... milk? !

Chen Cang's mouth was full of purple strawberry juice, while chewing the "perverted" fruit, he tapped his fingers on the keyboard of his laptop like flying.The triumphant look at the corners of his brows and eyes is like a rich man who has dug oil.

"Oh, Xiao Nan is up, how do you feel?" Chen Cang glanced at him, and his face was pleasant.

Wen Xiaobei stood there with his mouth open in a daze.

Wen Xiaonan ditto.

Jian Shaoyong reached out to get the sugar bowl.

Chen Cang glared at him immediately, "You can't eat too much sugar now, understand?"

So, Jian Shaoyong, unexpectedly!Obedient!Take the sugar bowl!Put it back!

Wen Xiaonan burst into tears, "Mr. Jian... What's wrong with you? Doctor, is his brain burned out?"

Wen Xiaobei's face was full of compassion.

Jian Shaoyong smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to Wen Xiaonan, "Come here, sit with me for a while, and I'll tell you why."

Chen Cang just finished typing the last word, and you're done.

When he looked up and saw Wen Xiaobei who was still in a daze, he smiled.

"Come on, come and sit too!"

Wen Xiaobei jumped in fright, pointed at Chen Cang, "Doctor, your teeth and tongue are purple! You are poisoned!"

"...I... I eat strawberries! How can I be poisoned? I can drink arsenic as sugar water. Come here. I saw that your endless version has only reached the eleventh level. Come, I will teach you how Plant corn cannons."

"Huh~~" Wen Xiaobei heaved a sigh of relief, and happily sat beside Chen Cang.

The two heads got together, the doctor opened the game, and said seriously: "First, you have to calculate the grid where plants can be planted..."

Facing them, Wen Xiaonan lightly touched Jian Shaoyong's eye socket.

How did it happen?Was it the doctor?

Don't worry, the grievances in the past were too deep, but this time I begged him, and I have to pay back a little.

Does it hurt?

It doesn't hurt.Xiao Nan, would you like me to be your mentor?Formal mentor.

yes.

After that, I will be very strict with you.

It doesn't matter.As long as I can... I...

Shh~ Needless to say, I understand.

Outside the bright and warm living room, the midsummer night sees the moon after the rain.

In the garden, there are insects chirping, flowers smelling, and earthworms protruding from the moist soil.

As the breeze blew, a wild cat quietly jumped down from the wall, and walked past the floor-to-ceiling windows with its tail cocked in elegant cat steps.

Brother Natto raised his eyebrows, and immediately grinned with vigor.

Through the glass, cats and dogs look at each other for a moment,

The wild cat provoked Gouzi with its contemptuous eyes, so Gouzi shook his beard, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

A slipper came in response, and it hit Brother Natto on the head...

The wild cat continued to maintain the natural disdainful face of felines, walking gracefully with catwalks and fluffy tails, and disappeared into the night.