restless youth syndrome

God followed me.

As soon as I stepped out of the house, a few of them would come out and follow me, making me sure that there must be other exits from this manor besides the gate.

The toughest one is called Crab. I heard that his surname is Xie. Ye Yiming told me that this person is the same age as Ye Yiming, 24 to [-] years old. Before he was in charge of watching me, he was the person next to Zhang Zechen. Now he reports to Zhang Zechen every day It was he who I followed.

Another familiar face that can always be seen is Lauren, who speaks Chinese fluently and talks a lot, and is a person close to Zhang Zechen just like Crab.

Although I tried my best to ignore them, these tough guys really made it impossible to ignore them!

"Master Qi, are you hot? Let's go back?" Lauren said.

I pouted, "Not hot."

He looked disappointed.

He is the most human-like of these people, and he would occasionally say a few words to me, and his tone was not so respectful. I was bored all day and finally found someone to talk to.I know that he was definitely hot just now, but now at two o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day, they are still wearing so much, it's no wonder they aren't hot.

After staying for a while, I really couldn't bear to see the sweat dripping from their heads, so I went back to the house.

Lauren immediately let out a sigh of comfort behind her, and I could feel the contempt from everyone in the room.

Zhang Zechen is about to wake up, I have to go to the kitchen to make him breakfast.

Now I have learned some breakfast methods other than fried eggs, such as sandwiches?It's definitely harder than frying eggs!

While slicing the sausage, my stomach churns when I look at something that should be delicious.

Fortunately, I didn't eat anything, and I retched a few times in the trash can.

For some reason recently, whenever I see meat, I feel unbearably uncomfortable.

The milk was heating up in the microwave, and I was gently suggested by everyone in the kitchen to use the microwave because the hot milk had boiled several pots dry.

With a ding, I put the glass of milk on the dinner plate with my gloves on, and carried it upstairs.

I opened the door first and poked my head in. I haven't woken up yet, which is great.I put the breakfast on the table and ran to the bathroom to put hot water for him.

When he came back today, he had a lot of scratches on his body, his clothes were dirty, and he fell asleep with a tired face. I don't know why he went there. It looks like a fight, but he still needs his hands?

I thought about it, and took out the medicine box again.

Around 03:30, he woke up.

Because I got up later than usual, the milk was already cold, and I went out to heat it again halfway through, and now it is almost warm.

He didn't drink milk first, but went straight into the bathroom.

After coming out, he decisively drank the milk in one gulp. He didn't move anything else as usual, and his tone was still full of sleepiness.

"Baby, come and bandage me."

As he said that, he turned sideways, and I saw that there was a cut in his shoulder blade, which was oozing blood. It should be that he tore off the scab just now.

I opened the medicine box and did a simple disinfection, applied some medicine, and bandaged him.

"How did you do it?" I asked casually.

"It fell."

Can you fall like this, did you fall into the tip of the knife?

"Be careful..." I muttered in a low voice, if he always comes back with an injury and I have to bandage it every time, I'm not familiar with this kind of thing, don't blame me if something goes wrong Come on.

The cut was quite deep. The first time I wrapped it directly for him, the blood leaked out. I had to unwrap it again to stop the bleeding, but the blood was like seeping water. It was fine just now, but now it’s all red. There are so many cotton balls that I can't stop them.

I panicked and looked at him in bewilderment.

He pointed to the mobile phone on the low table with his chin, I quickly took it, and then called a number he said.

"Hey--?"

A soft male voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded very immature, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

"Ah, that, may I ask if you are..."

"Zhang Zechen, I'm not talking about you. I'm in college now, and you have to think about my studies. Please hire a doctor who has been in China for a long time. I can't go back to China just for you. Wait, half an hour. "

After finishing speaking, the other end hung up the phone and didn't give me a chance to speak at all.

He dared to call Zhang Zechen's name directly, how sacred is this. ． ．

"A very good friend?" I asked him, pointing to the phone.

He smiled and said, "The adopted son of the Igarashi family has common hobbies."

Having said that, I have to talk about the Igarashi family (of course I didn't know these until later).

This family can be said to be the leader of the real underground world. Its power spreads all over the world. There is nothing he can't get involved in. It has a history of more than 100 years and has always held a high position. Zhang Zechen is the old man of the Igarashi family. apprentice.The Igarashi family has always been rooted in Japan in the past, and it was not until the 70s that they moved to Germany, and they had very good contacts with the Italian Mafia, and it is said that they even have a private army.In short, in my words, it is an awesome family.

Now the old man Igarashi is buried in the ground, he has only two biological children, the eldest son is only 25, the younger son is only 16 years old, and he has an adopted son who will arrive in half an hour. Only [-] years old.

His two sons have nothing to say, they all inherited the merits of the old man, and they are all good people.

I want to talk about his adopted son.

The adopted son is called Peer, and everyone calls him that. He is very popular with the old man, and his status in the family is not low, and he has a very good friendship with the second young master of Igarashi's family. It shouldn't be that Igarashi was not named. He has an out-and-out Japanese name, and I don't know why he's called Per.He is a genius, as I said just now, he is in college, and he is studying at Yale with the second young master Igarashi. He is 16 years old, and three years ago Yale was admitted with the highest score.He is very attached to the second young master Igarashi, and it is for this reason that he followed him to Yale. According to him, he wants to study medicine in Germany, but he doesn't mind studying business with his brother.His medical skills are very famous in the Tao. To be honest, I am very envious of him. I think I was still in high school when I was 16, and he was already a junior at Yale.I have always admired this German-Japanese mixed race who is two years younger than me.

I was desperately pressing Zhang Zechen's wound with cotton, when Per pushed the door open and came in.

I didn’t know him at that time, and I was surprised when I saw him. The first reason was that he was so small (in terms of appearance and height), and the second reason was that this person was the one who stitched up my wound two months ago. .

He looked less than 1.7 meters, wearing a white coat, carrying a medicine box, with impatience written all over his face.

Seeing me, he smiled at me, and then changed his ugly face to Zhang Zechen, "If my brother hadn't brought me over to some birthday party recently, and I happened to live nearby, I wouldn't have cared about you."

"What a coincidence, isn't the birthday party you want to attend the one I hold the day after tomorrow?"

Pell pierced Zhang Zechen's flesh hard with a needle, and I was terrified when I saw it. Then he took out the suturing tools fiercely, sewed it up for him carelessly, and then bandaged it. It can be seen that the technique is very skillful.

I stood by and didn't know what to do. Seeing them talking happily made me very uncomfortable.

This is the first time I have seen someone dare to talk to Zhang Zechen like this. If I hadn't met Pell, I would never have imagined that anyone would be able to talk to Zhang Zechen like this. This is not because Pell is the young master of Igarashi's family, but because Pell was special to him.

At this time, I was a little jealous. People are like this. I obviously don’t like Zhang Zechen, but I still want him to treat me well. I think I am a special existence in his eyes. I'm not.Although I have such an awkward relationship with him.

After Pell left, my mood has been low.

Zhang Zechen didn't go out directly as usual, and I was also absent-minded when watching TV with him in the living room on the first floor.

"I have prepared a birthday party for you, the day after tomorrow."

"Oh."

"Why, unhappy?"

I turned my head away and ignored him.

I could feel that all the eyes in the room were focused on the two of us, and I didn't need to think about it, but I knew that the eyes were 'admiring' my life, and I also secretly admired my courage at that time.

Why is it only natural for Pell to be fierce to him, but I don't want my life?

What's so special about Pell, that he can show a bad face to Zhang Zechen, whom no one dares to provoke?Obviously I had no choice but to stay by his side, do I deserve this kind of treatment?Although I didn't live a life with my head held high before, at least I didn't live under others like this.Obviously I should be special in Zhang Zechen's eyes, right?Otherwise why did he bring me back?

I clenched my knuckles until they turned white, and the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt.

At that time, I made a move that was enough to change my fate, that is, under the gaze of everyone, I suddenly sat on Zhang Zechen's lap, looked down at him with an expression that could be called grievance or complaint, and said He murmured, "Chen'er..."

He wrapped his arms around my waist, and the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, "Are you acting like a baby to me?"

I thought about it and nodded.

He laughed, hugged me with all his strength, and buried his head in the hollow of my shoulder, as if he was sniffing the scent of my neck, "What should I do, I seem to be in love with you."

I don't know if his words came from the heart, but at that time, I had already noticed that the sick love between us, my half,