Criminal Minds Profile 2

Song Yucheng closed the door to keep the wind and rain out.

She carefully put the shoes on the shelf by the door and changed into soft-soled plastic slippers.

She breathed lightly, for fear of disturbing Diao Shuzhen, who was very light sleeper.

After the two quarreled, she left angrily and returned to the residence by herself.She went to bed early as usual, but she tossed and turned on the bed unexpectedly, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

Intellectually, she knew that Diao Shuzhen, a clever little fellow, would definitely be able to take care of herself, so she didn't need to worry too much.But I couldn't let go of my thoughts at all, and all I could think about was what to do if her legs and feet were inconvenient, bumped, old injuries had not healed, and new injuries were added.

There is no beginning, but there is an end【1】, she must have a good beginning and a good end.

She didn't know that taking care of Diao Shuzhen's injury was just an excuse she made for herself to get close to him.She was not very happy to meet again after a long absence.But no matter how dull and unsophisticated she is, she can still perceive:

Diao Shuzhen is no longer the girl who walked side by side with her yesterday and slayed the dragon with blood.

The other party's gentle smile hides alienation, avoiding her thousands of miles away.

If it was Diao Shuzhen who forgot about her, this matter would be to goug out the flesh on the tip of her heart, which would make her heartbroken.Then the other party's indifference and avoidance hidden under the gentle smile is a long delay.

At the moment when she learned that the other party was injured, the ecstasy in her heart flashed.

This thought lingers in my heart all day long, casting a shadow of shame on my pure mind.But even so, she is really grateful to God for giving her such an opportunity to hide her secret desire under a high-sounding excuse, and enter the room justifiably.

Driven by anger and shame, she left Diao Shuzhen's house, and returned under the call of longing.

She herself despises her stalking and entanglement.

Fortunately, the two of them quarreled, but Diao Shuzhen didn't guard against her.

The door was not locked, and the key in Song Yucheng's hand was not taken away.

Song Yucheng slipped in lightly. For the first time, the majestic Forensic Song looked like a thief who stole incense and jade.

The tips of her ears were slightly red in the moonlight.

She stepped into the bedroom shared by the two of them, and the smell of rain and damp in the room filled her sense of smell.

Diao Shuzhen was lying on his side facing the wall, his legs were curled up in front of his lower abdomen, and his hands were curled up in his arms, like a naked baby.

Under the influence of Diao Shuzhen, Song Yucheng knew a little bit about psychology.

Such a sleeping position shows that the other party has no sense of security.

She frowned, closed the open window, picked up the thin quilt that Diao Shuzhen kicked at the corner of the wall, and covered him with it.

Inadvertently, she touched the delicate and smooth skin of the other party, and an unusual warmth passed over her fingertips.

She was startled, and then looked at the dim light of the mobile phone, her face was flushed, her brows were slightly frowned, her body trembled slightly, and she was struggling hard in the swamp of nightmare.Diao Shuzhen's breath sprinkled on her fingertips, it was unusually scorching hot.

Her hand reached into the collar of the other party, and the place where she touched was wet.

This fox cub, I just left for a while, and you tossed yourself into such a miserable appearance.

If I hadn't come here on a whim tonight, wouldn't you be wearing wet clothes, suffering from a high fever, and suffering alone?

Don't be afraid of being stupid.

Song Yucheng gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he wanted to put this careless little guy on the back tooth socket and grind it hard.

When you get better, I have to let your butt bloom.

No matter how much you cry or beg for mercy, it's useless!I won't be merciful this time!

Song Yucheng made a silent note in his little notebook.

Song Yucheng's face was gloomy, she picked up Diao Shuzhen and put it on her bent arm, wiped her with a dry towel, and found a dry one for her to change into.

It has to be said that Diao Shuzhen was several times more obedient than usual during his illness, like a beautiful and fragile ceramic doll, nestling quietly in Song Yucheng's arms, at her mercy.Diao Shuzhen was very obedient, he didn't move around, and from time to time rubbed the top of his fluffy hair against Song Yucheng's chest, like a wounded animal.

The body's instinctive reaction is several times more honest than the rational avoidance and shrinking. Her attachment and trust in her are fully revealed when the rationality exits.

The anger welling up in Song Yucheng's heart slowly subsided.The orange bedside light sprinkled on her face, outlining a gentle and delicate appearance.She stroked Diao Shuzhen's back one by one, comforting his injury.

When Diao Shuzhen's frowning brows relaxed slightly, she wanted to get up to get a mercury thermometer, but the other party kept grabbing her sleeve and refused to let go.As soon as she moved, the other party pursed his lips and hummed, as if he was about to cry.

Song Yucheng had no choice but to put her in his crooked arms, and rummaged through the bedside table with a fluke mentality.

Fortunately, under the pile of powder and ointment for bruises, there was a thermometer sealed in a plastic case.

Song Yucheng put his hand in from Diao Shuzhen's neckline, and placed the thermometer under Diao Shuzhen's armpit.

It felt uncomfortable to hold the cold foreign body, and the person in his arms moved restlessly, trying to get rid of such a blunt thing.

"Don't move." Song Yucheng patted Diao Shuzhen's little butt lightly, and his cold and ruthless voice poured into the other's ear, seriously "Clamp it, don't drop it."

She held down Diao Shuzhen's arm.

The other party pouted, turned his head to the side, and pretended to be honest and innocent.

Fortunately, although her sick appearance was scary, her body temperature was not so high as to kill someone.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Song Yucheng heaved a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

"Don't!" After hearing this, Diao Shuzhen, who had stayed safely in her arms, suddenly struggled and almost fell to the ground.

"Okay, okay, it's up to you." Song Yucheng had no choice but to compromise, and said with a more emphatic tone, "If the fire gets worse in the middle of the night, you have to go if you don't."

Only then did the fox cub in his arms calm down.

"I'll get you some medicine, let go first." Song Yucheng's cool lips brushed Diao Shuzhen's sensitive earlobe, her body trembled, and she slowly loosened Song Yucheng's cuff.

At this moment, the pharmacy is already closed.

Fortunately, when Song Yucheng was living here, he always prepared some antipyretic, analgesic, anti-inflammatory and cold medicines, so that he would not run out of ammunition and food for a while.

The night rain is getting heavier, crackling and knocking on the window, gradually blooming rain flowers, and then winding down along the glass mirror.The more violent the wind and rain outside, but the time indoors is quiet and peaceful, as stable as ever.In the bitter wind and rain, being able to have a shelter from the wind and rain with the person he misses, the sourness and warmth have not surpassed Song Yucheng's heart.

She caught a glimpse of a few bitter orange trees outside rustling in the wind and rain, with a few scattered green fruits hanging on the branches, and she couldn't help thinking.

At this moment, Diao Shuzhen was a little awake, and had the strength to sit up against the head of the bed.

Song Yucheng was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so he specially placed a few soft pillows behind her waist.

"This..." Diao Shuzhen looked at the plate of medicine that Song Yucheng brought over, her tongue felt bitter, and she wished she could faint immediately.

The reason why I use a plate instead of a cup or even a bowl to describe it is because Song Yucheng is holding a wooden tray with a glass of white water, two cups of unknown bitter brown liquid, and a round unknown cup in the porcelain cup. object.

Under the lamp, Song Yucheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, the arc was as sharp as a knife.

Diao Shuzhen threw off the quilt, propped his body up and wanted to jump out of bed, but was pushed back by Song Yucheng who had predicted her movements long ago.

"Drink it yourself, or should I pour it down for you?" Song Yucheng smiled, and the ghost made way.

When Diao Shuzhen heard this, his ass shuddered.

No, Song Yucheng is not the kind of person who will pour mouth to mouth and make you linger.

The filling she mentioned was to forcefully open the jaws with such force that the jaw would dislocate, force the opponent to look up, and then pour the medicine into it.

Or use a funnel esophagus or something...

"I drink it myself." Diao Shuzhen answered kindly.

First easy and then difficult, she swallowed the white water and the capsule first.Although the pills are sour when scratched on the swollen and inflamed throat, the powder wrapped in the capsule will not be bitter to her taste buds.

Then, she braced herself and drank the cup of Chinese medicine in one gulp.She drank in a hurry, and the moment she drank it, she relied on her courage, but the smell of crying came up along the esophagus, and there was a bitterness between her throat and teeth, which lasted endlessly.She coughed violently, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Under Song Yucheng's coercion and lure, she lifted the lid of the porcelain cup, and the sour smell filled her sense of smell.

Several orange-shaped things nestled in the porcelain cup, surrounded by rock sugar and Chuanbei.

It looked like some kind of medicinal diet, but she instinctively felt that it was never that simple.

She glanced at Song Yucheng's face, and tentatively said, "I'm full..."

Song Yucheng stroked the top of her hair, and said, "Good boy, I made this for you, go to bed after eating."

Diao Shu took a bite out of fear, his face wrinkled into a ball.

What exploded on the taste buds on the tip of the tongue was the ultimate acid, which spread to the meridians, causing tremors all over the body.The unbearable acid forced out her saliva, and after subsiding a little bit, it was unspeakably bitter, as if the whole tongue was covered with a thick layer of bitter shell, which could not be freed.

"No more, I can't take it anymore." Diao Shuzhen's tears flowed down like she didn't want money, and she pleaded, "Please forgive me."

"No." Song Yucheng refused, categorically saying, "Hurry up, or I'll handcuff you and gulp you down."

"Song Yucheng." Diao Shuzhen held back the remaining tears, withdrew his cute and pitiful appearance, and stared at her angrily, "You are not human."

"Yes, I'm not." Song Yucheng's tone was light and cheerful, "I made it for you myself."

Diao Shuzhen stared at her in disbelief, as if seeing her for the first time.

"Yes, the raw material is the bitter oranges near your house." Song Yucheng raised the corners of his lips and added, "Even if they are ripe, they are still more sour than oranges with green peels."

"What's more, the skin of these few is still blue, thick and hard, and there is little meat inside. It took me a lot of effort to peel them." Song Yucheng curled up his fingers, knuckles repeatedly on the back of Diao Shuzhen's neck Da Ceng, "Bitter mandarin has a miraculous effect on treating colds and coughs."

"What if I don't drink it." Diao Shuzhen stiffened his neck, fighting to protect his taste buds for the rest of his life.

Song Yucheng put down the bowl, pulled her hands in front of her, and put them together.She stroked Diao Shuzhen's wrist, her eyebrows were downcast, like a sweet wife at home, with a gentle and affectionate appearance.

Then she took off her tie and wrapped it around Diao Shuzhen's wrist, binding those two dishonest paws together.

"Hey, open your mouth." She picked up the porcelain cup, and put a piece of jelly-sized pulp on top of the spoon, "Hurry up, don't force me."

Diao Shuzhen clenched his teeth and remained silent.

Song Yucheng kept holding the bowl and spoon, with a half-smile, looking at Diao Shuzhen with burning eyes.

The two faced each other silently, Diao Shuzhen had no choice but to compromise, so he had to swallow the spoonful of bitter orange with tears in his eyes.Even if she was not afraid of anything, she didn't dare to savor this thing carefully, so she swallowed it like a jujube.

Watching her suffer, Song Yucheng raised her Ruifeng eyes, with a smile on his lips, looking contented.

Not only the pulp, but even the boiled soup, which Song Yucheng fed her spoonful by spoonful.

After drinking this bowl of soup, Diao Shu really seemed to have been tortured, and his clothes were completely wet.However, the hot soup entered her belly, making the end of her eyes slightly red, and a little blood color appeared on her weak and pale face.

This time, she asked Song Yucheng to untie the tie on her wrist, and then asked Song Yucheng to turn around, and changed her clothes.

Diao Shuzhen was forcibly drugged, and he ate so deflated that his stomach was still smoldering, so he fell asleep facing the wall, with his little butt facing Song Yucheng, ignoring him.

Then he was pulled into his arms and turned into a humanoid pillow.

Diao Shuzhen struggled symbolically a few times, unable to break free, indulged himself and fell asleep in Song Yucheng's arms with peace of mind.

The night was extremely long, and Diao Shuzhen woke up for a while later, and his dizziness was slightly relieved, but his stomach began to churn.

Song Yucheng watched over her and slept very lightly, and when he heard her movement, he hurriedly got up to get washbasin towels and the like.

Diao Shuzhen retched a few times, but didn't spit out anything.As if to suppress the nausea, she supported the edge of the bed, her knuckles turned white, and her thin shoulders trembled.

"If you want to vomit, just spit it out." Song Yucheng gently stroked her back, unable to bear it.

Diao Shuzhen shook his head slightly, gritted his teeth under the ravages of the disease, and silently endured it.

After a long few minutes, the nausea passed its peak, her breathing gradually eased, her body softened, and she fell back on the bed.

Song Yucheng warmed his hands, and gently placed them on her upper left abdomen.

"How can you vomit all the medicine?" Diao Shuzhen smiled on his weak and pale face, and she said softly, "You did that."

"Fool." Song Yucheng's voice was hoarse, "I can do it for you tomorrow."

"Don't!" The smile on Diao Shuzhen's face suddenly collapsed.

Diao Shu, who was ill that night, slept very restlessly, tossing and turning, falling into one nightmare after another.There was an extremely small whimper in her throat, like the whine of a chick with broken wings.

Song Yucheng could only hold her in his arms, smoothed her frowning brows with his fingertips, and comforted her trembling back.

When it was daylight, Song Yucheng touched her forehead lightly, and found that the temperature had almost dropped, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.The high temperature overnight burned her lips dry, Song Yucheng got up and wanted to get her a cup of warm water and feed her to drink.

Diao Shuzhen clenched the hem of her clothes.

Song Yucheng's heart warmed, and he carefully opened her fingers.

"Don't go..." Her slender eyelashes trembled as she muttered.She had no intention of waking up, but followed her instinct and dragged Song Yucheng and refused to let her leave.

"Don't go, I'll pour you a glass of water." Song Yucheng was both angry and funny.

"Sister Immortal, don't go..." Diao Shuzhen refused to let go, and murmured.

Song Yucheng rubbed the back of Diao Shuzhen's neck repeatedly, turning the fair skin there into a blush.The little thing in his arms was uncomfortable, he hummed a few times, and pursed his lips aggrievedly, but he didn't want to open his eyes and wake up.

If Diao Shuzhen was awake at this moment, she might hug Song Yucheng's calf and kneel down to beg for mercy.

Diao Shuzhen——

Song Yucheng's eyes darkened, and a stormy wave of desire was brewing in her eyes, bottomless.She put her fingers lightly on Diao Shuzhen's carotid sinus, feeling the other's blood rushing under his fair skin, with an extremely fragile beauty.

Carotid sinus, the body's baroreceptors.Pressing both sides at the same time will slow down the heart rate, lower blood pressure, and even cause cardiac arrest [2].

There was a weird smile on the corner of her mouth, recalling the four words she inadvertently shouted in her mind——

Sister Immortal, is this the white moonlight she never forgets?

So, am I just a stand-in?

The author says:

[1] "The Book of Songs Daya Dang"

[2] "Physiology" and "Pathophysiology" should have been talked about, they are simply engraved in DNA, so I won't read the book

The classic I did it for myself hahahahahaha

By the way, ah I've eaten bitter mandarins before when I was sick and I feel like I need to spend the rest of my life healing those few minutes...