Subduing Dragon

Lu Sheng hugged Yaya and sat on a clump of grass beside the road.The days of winter were short, and Yaya's blood was cold, but it was still iron blue that day.No stars, no moon, no sun.

Three corpses were lying in the middle of the road, and among the corpses sat a dragon figure.He bowed his head and kept his eyes straight, absorbed and unconscious.He couldn't see blood, he couldn't see death, he couldn't see anything.

Lu Sheng wiped the messy hair and dust on Yaya's face with his hands.Yaya's face was so peaceful, Lu Sheng couldn't believe that she was really dead.Yaya is so healthy, so persevering, she can bear even the biggest grievances, and the good days are finally approaching, why can't she wait?Thousands of people are alive, even the crazy ones are alive, why is she the only one who died?

Because, she wants to save him!For him, she has to resist!

Lu Sheng's blood boiled in his chest, he wanted to cry, but his eyes were dry and his lips were burnt.He tremblingly exhaled the scorching air, the air was like fire, and he couldn't even swallow a mouthful of saliva.Rubbing Yaya's face repeatedly with his palm, he suddenly recalled Yaya's whole life.Since she was seven years old, since she was a little girl with missing teeth.He lowered his head and put his lips on Yaya's forehead, he closed his eyes, thinking that he loves her, only loves her, and loves her the most.

But he never gave her a single promise.

Yaya's blood had frozen, freezing his fingers with her body.Lu Sheng raised his head and glanced at Long Xiang, then raised his hand to cover Yaya's face.He didn't let her see Long Xiang, because she had been bullied by Long Xiang all her life.Now that her life is over, she has put down the burden of this life, and she no longer has to accompany and serve that young master.

With the bloody rifle, Lusheng dug a grave in a secluded place.There was no coffin, not even a mat, so he collected a lot of hay and spread it into the pit layer by layer.Putting Yaya flat on the dry grass, he squatted by the edge of the pit and looked down.Holding a handful of soil in both hands, he couldn't really scatter the soil down anyway—how could he scatter soil on Yaya?

So he stared blankly at Yaya for over an hour.Several times, he saw Yaya's eyelashes fluttering, and Yaya's chest heaving, every illusion made his heart beat wildly.He always felt that Yaya just lost her breath, she just fainted, and if she lay down and rested, she could regain consciousness.However, he waited and waited, only waiting for the cold wind and fine snow.

A handful of soil was finally thrown down, Lu Sheng grinned, and wept unbearably.This was the cruelest thing he had ever done in his life. He actually sprinkled handfuls of dirt on Yaya.What date is it today?Where is this?On a certain day of a certain year, he left Yaya alone in this barren mountain.In retrospect, this barren mountain was just a simple "somewhere".The little girl with the shofar braid appeared in front of the tears again, Lu Sheng sobbed and wanted to see her face clearly, and wanted to tell her that you are a poor person.

It took a long time for Lusheng to bury Yaya.

Then, he wiped his eyes vigorously with his sleeve, got up and turned to the dragon figure behind him.

Long Xiang squatted on the ground indifferently, muttering something.Lu Sheng walked up to him, leaned over and patted him, "Long Xiang."

Long Xiang didn't respond.

Lu Sheng raised his hand to grab his hair, and slowly tightened his fingers.Lu Sheng said, "The two of us killed Yaya together."

Following his strength, Long Xiang tilted his head, revealing half of his thin and dirty face.His gray lips still moved slightly, his soul had a world of its own.In his world, he is still an all-powerful young general, and he is commanding thousands of troops to conquer the world.

Lu Sheng stared at him for a long time, in the end, he was defeated by his closure and madness.Slowly loosening his fingers, Lu Sheng told him: "I want to take your life in exchange for a job. If she lives, we can live a good life for another few decades; if you live, you will only torture me."

Stretching out his hand to stroke Long Xiang's hair, Lu Sheng sighed.

He picked up the dragon phase again, went back to the road, picked up the scattered gadgets, and stuffed them into the big bag.Carrying people and burdens like oxen and horses, he continued to move forward step by step.The cold wind was like a knife, piercing his eyes and scraping his face. He walked a few steps, stopped for a while, and lifted the dragon up.

Lu Sheng walked all day to the train station.

He bought two third-class train tickets.The third-class carriages were so overcrowded that even ticket inspectors couldn't get in.In the early morning, he got off the car in Shandong.This time he found a big hotel to rest in. The hotel is a small two-story building with electric lights and hot water.Lu Sheng asked for a superior room, which even had a bathtub.

The day suddenly became better.

Lu Sheng claimed to be a businessman who was caught in the war when he passed through Zhili, and he paid the staff to buy two winter clothes for himself.The clerk got a tip and ran faster than an arrow. Although he hadn't opened the door of the tailor shop, he actually sent back two sets of clothes from inside to outside.

Lu Sheng picked out a set of clean clothes and put them on the bed, ready to change for Long Xiang.Step by step, he put hot water, found soap, undressed Longxiang, and helped him into the bathtub. Lu Sheng squatted beside the bathtub, rubbing soap on his head with a blank expression.At this moment, he doesn't think about anything. If he doesn't think about it, he can still live, and he can still move, eat and drink as usual.

He picked up water in his palm and poured it on Longxiang's head.He said softly, "Close your eyes, good boy, close your eyes."

Long Xiang didn't close his eyes, waiting for the soap bubbles to flow into his eyes, so Lu Sheng had to cover his eyes with his hands, and continued to splash water on Long Xiang's head with one hand.Lu Sheng stared blankly at the wet head in front of her, and suddenly thought of the blue sky, the howling wind, and the mud slipping from between his fingers and onto her face.

Wiping his eyes with wet hands, he felt like a piece of his heart was missing.Death is impossible to die, but the pain is empty, because I know that the person who has left will never return.

Lusheng washed Longxiang clean slowly, and cleaned his head and face with scissors and razor.The hair is the most difficult to trim, because there are two small horns bulging on the top of the head.

After serving him, Lu Sheng could take care of himself.He stood in front of the bathroom mirror to shave, the first time he looked in a mirror in days.Looking at himself in the mirror, he was almost taken aback, not knowing who the bearded man in front of him was.

Then he smiled, thinking that the last thing Yaya saw of him would be this kind of virtue.The razor scratched across the cheeks, revealing the original color where it passed.When he finally shaved his neck, he stopped for a moment, thinking that as long as he slashed the razor lightly on his neck, everything would be over.

No hindrance, no fear.The pain is gone, and the burden of a lifetime is gone.

But the corner of the mirror showed the dragon's face on the big bed outside the door.With his butt bare, Long Xiang became a skeleton with a finger in his mouth. He lowered his head deeply, staring at his feet intently.Lu Sheng stared at him steadfastly, as if looking at a son or daughter or an enemy.

After watching for a while, Lu Sheng continued to shave, take a bath, and brush his teeth.The sky outside the window gradually became brighter, Lu Sheng dressed neatly, and asked the waiter to bring in the breakfast.

Long Xiang lay down under the blanket, turned his face and opened his eyes to look at Lu Sheng.Wherever Lu Sheng went, his eyes would turn there.Lu Sheng was physically and mentally exhausted, trying to help him up and feed him a bowl of porridge.However, he was probably lying comfortably and could not afford to be determined.Lu Sheng tugged at him, and he grabbed him with a raised hand. Lu Sheng had no time to dodge, and three bloodstains immediately appeared on his neck.

Lu Sheng froze for a moment, suddenly a fire of unknown origin rose in his heart.Pulling off the quilt to cover Long Xiangdou's head, he shook his fist at the quilt.Pounding and smashing hard, the dragon under the quilt let out a muffled scream, writhing and struggling like a living dragon——the more he struggled, the harder Lu Sheng beat him.Gritting his teeth, Lusheng beat him until there was no movement under the quilt.

Then he knelt down on one knee to the edge of the bed, straightened up and gasped violently.He breathed out the hot air in big mouthfuls, and his boiling blood slowly turned back to coolness.

Tentatively, he reached out and lifted a corner of the quilt, and he saw Long Xiang with his eyes tightly closed, covering his head with one hand.The quilt was lifted and sunlight came in, but he still closed his eyes tightly and covered his head.Under the thin skin, he has no flesh at all, and the bones of his shoulders and arms are distinct, with exaggerated lines.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Lu Sheng pulled him into his arms.The palm of his hand lightly patted his bare back, and trembling with breath, he said softly as if choking: "Don't be afraid, I won't beat you again. I'll take you away, and I'll find a doctor for you. It's just the two of us, let's Live well."

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Sheng brought Long Xiang back to his home in Shanghai.

There was nothing wrong with Long Xiang's leg, but he didn't walk all the way, getting on and off the car was all barebacked.Lusheng was afraid that he would run away, so she would rather put in more effort to be a horse and a cow for him all the way.The home is still the same, with newspapers stuffed in the mailbox entrance.After entering the door, he bent down to put down Longxiang, he looked around and saw that there was only a lot of dust in the room.In addition, it is cold, because the stove has been off for too long, and there is no warmth in the room.

Patting the sofa cushions, he supported Longxiang to sit down, and said, "You sit here and don't move, I'll go and boil the water."

Long Xiang stared straight at the front window, clenched his hands into fists and tucked them into the sleeves of his padded jacket.

After the water was boiled, Lu Sheng discovered a new problem—drinking water alone is not enough, and dinner is not yet available.In particular, Long Xiang didn't like to eat very much, so he had to get him something to eat like serving a baby.

Thinking of this, Lu Sheng turned around and ran out the door.Just half a street away, there is a foreign firm specializing in department stores.In a blink of an eye, he was already running back with a paper bag in his hand.The paper bag is heavy, and there are milk replacer and cakes and biscuits in it, not to mention whether they are delicious or not, at least they have a sweet taste.He entered the door out of breath, he was about to say hello to Long Xiang, but before he could say anything, he heard the other party's screams first.Hastily bent down and put the paper bag on the ground, he ran to look for the sound, and finally found Long Xiang in the small room turned into a dining room - Long Xiang bent over, his left hand clutched his right wrist, and he was pulling his throat. Wailing one after another.Lu Sheng took a look at his right hand, and saw that his right palm was flushed with blisters.Looking back at the kettle on the ground, Lu Sheng immediately understood everything.I really can't let this kid have enough to eat, I really can't let him have strength, he will run around when he has strength, he touches the kettle!

"Fool!" Lu Sheng couldn't help but look anxiously, "Are you crazy or stupid? Can't tell the difference between hot and cold? You don't even know the pain?"

Long Xiang was still bowed, trembling with pain, and cried out vaguely, "Yaya..."

Lu Sheng clutched his wrist with one hand, but shoved him with the other, "What are you calling her for? She doesn't care about you anymore, she's had enough!"

Long Xiang was pushed back by him, and then he staggered and stood still. He continued to cry indistinctly: "Yaya, run, there are assassins..." Then he started to pull his right arm out, " I'm injured, come here! Guards! Guards!"

Lu Sheng laughed at his lunatic tone, seeing that he would not allow him to hold him any longer, Lu Sheng simply let go and turned his back to him, leaning on his knees and bending over.

Lu Sheng didn't say a word, but his back was warm and sinking, and it was Long Xiang who automatically lay down on his stomach - there were always some movements, and he still remembered them.

Lusheng carried him into the living room, while thinking about finding a rope to tie him up when he went out.Wherever he went to the mountain, he sang that song. After tonight, he immediately took Long Xiang to see a doctor.Money is not a problem, he will go to the best hospital and see the best doctor.

At night, Lu Sheng had a dream.

It was a pretty good dream at first, in the dream he traveled across mountains and rivers to get home, leading Longxiang with one hand and Yaya with the other.They were all teenagers, Yaya still had two big braids hanging down her shoulders, and Longxiang was not serious, and they were bouncing around all the way.The three of them entered the gate downstairs, all shouting happily that they were hungry and tired. Long Xiang collapsed on the sofa, and Yaya walked around the building, asking him where the water was and where the stove was. .Hearing this, he immediately laughed, laughing that Yaya is a country bumpkin who is still looking for water and stove in this small western-style building.He laughed, Yaya was not angry at all, she also laughed with him, and told him: "Big brother, I take care of three meals a day and clean the house, you just take care of the young master!"

Hearing this, Lu Sheng turned his head to look at Longxiang involuntarily, but when he saw Longxiang turn to the front, he suddenly found that the Yaya in front of him was gone.

It's not good to dream here.

He started calling Yaya in all directions, walking upstairs and downstairs.The upstairs and downstairs are only a few rooms, and it is clear at a glance whether there is anyone.So he was in a hurry, sweating all over his head.Spreading his legs and wanting to run outside, Lu Sheng thought that Yaya must have gotten lost.Shanghai is so big, where can I find her?He wanted to run, but his legs were still heavy; he wanted to raise his voice to call Longxiang, but after a lot of effort, he could only make a soft whisper.Anxious to a certain extent, he exerted all his strength as if struggling for his life, and suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.

After panting heavily for more than half a minute, he came back from the dream.There was the sound of breathing in his ears, it was Long Xiang who was sleeping soundly.Now Lu Sheng didn't dare to leave him even a single step, and even pushed the big bed against the wall, and had to put him in the bed when he was sleeping.He hadn't always been able to fall asleep peacefully like this. Now that he was asleep, Lu Sheng dared not move for fear of waking him up again.

Through a thin layer of gauze curtain, Lu Sheng looked at the huge moon outside the window, and suddenly had such a hypothesis in his mind - if there were no two small bumps on the head of Longxiang...

Without those two bumps, he'd just be a pretty little boy with a round head.He is probably still so pampered, willful and surly, but he will no longer obsessively believe that he is a dragon, nor will he insist on being a president or emperor.There are many warlords and politicians who failed to go to the field, and all of them took their property and wives and concubines into the concession to work as apartments.No matter how good or bad life is, I have never seen anyone go crazy because of it.

Therefore, if there were no those two little bumps, Lu Sheng thought that Long Xiang would not be crazy now.At best, he can only run wild and throw a temper tantrum, and he can carry a mouse around with a gun.At most, I and Yaya have become his punching bag, and I will spend a few days in fear of being beaten.

That's it, it can't get any worse.Didn't the Dragon Guardian envoy only have seizures in his 40s?Besides, how can the guardian of the dragon be compared with the dragon?The guardian dragon was stimulated when he was young, and he spent many years in the dark room like a fairy cave, never seeing the sun.Longxiang is different - how many people love him!How lively he is!

Carefully turning over, Lusheng thought to himself: "Take him to a foreign hospital tomorrow, let a foreign doctor cure his madness, and then look at his horns."

After one night, Lu Sheng began to serve Long Xiang's food and drinks.He used to be very afraid that he would become Long Xiang's old mother and attendant for the rest of his life, but fate is also fate, and now he took the initiative to take over these two jobs.

Although it is winter, it is sunny today, the curtains are drawn, and the sun shines brightly.Sitting in the sunlight, Long Xiang became more and more a snow-white porcelain man with frail bones.Lu Sheng bent down and pinched his mouth open, brushed his teeth carefully, and wiped his face and hands vigorously with a hot towel.Long Xiang stretched out his hand to touch the side of the bed, and after a breath, he didn't look at anyone, and said to the front, "Where's my wine?"

Lu Sheng brought him a glass of water, trying to trick him, but after he took a sip, he spat forward onto his lap.

Lu Sheng quickly grabbed the water glass and put it aside, holding Longxiang's face in both hands, leaning over to look into his eyes, "Don't make trouble, who do you think I am? Do you recognize me?"

Long Xiang's black eyes were round and big, and he stared at Lu Sheng motionlessly, with no emotion in his eyes.

So Lu Sheng tried his best to soften his voice, and told him: "I am Lu Sheng! Crazy boy, you don't even know Lu Sheng?"

Long Xiang still didn't respond, he actually vaguely heard the word "Lusheng", but it was only vaguely.The person he has never forgotten is Yaya, because Yaya treats him well, unconditionally.

Why he was so kind to him, he didn't think about it.There are many things he doesn't think about, he just thinks that he is the reincarnation of a real dragon, no matter what, he deserves to be the emperor.

When the sun was high, Lusheng called the car dealer and ordered a car specially for this trip.As soon as Long Xiang walked to the door, he didn't leave again. These days, he made Lu Sheng carry his back into a habit, and his feet refused to step on the ground outside the door.Lusheng was in a hurry to get him into the hospital, so everything was left to him.

Lu Sheng set off in the morning and didn't come back until three or four in the afternoon.When he went out, he was still full of bewilderment, but when he came back, he didn't know whether it was cold or hot, his face was flushed red.After arriving home, he did nothing else, poured a cup of cold boiled water first, and fed Long Xiang medicine.Today's trip to the hospital was really not in vain, Long Xiang's madness was indeed not an incurable disease.As for the two horns on the top of the head, it's not a disease, it's just a slight hyperplasia of the skull, so it can be ignored at all.

Medicine had to be taken, but taking medicine alone was not enough, Lusheng had to make him live comfortably and happily, and he had to take him for a walk every day to bask in the sun, and at the same time, he must not be stimulated.All in all, it's best to take care of him as the youngest son of eight generations.When Lu Sheng listened to the doctor's words, he nodded and muttered - his relationship with Long Xiang was not very stable.Care is willing, but sometimes I really want to beat him up.There was no need to feel guilty about beating him before, and beating him to death could be regarded as doing justice for the heavens; but now it is no longer possible, and now he is a handful of bones, lying on Lu Sheng's back, only a little bit of weight, Lu Sheng Can't really do anything to him anymore.

"Walking, basking in the sun..." Lu Sheng stood in front of Longxiang, and said in a deep voice, "But our house only has upstairs and downstairs rooms. When you go out to the street, you have to let me carry you on your back. Is there any place for you to go for a walk?"

Long Xiang sat upright on the sofa, his lips moved slightly, probably still muttering about dispatching troops.After hearing Lu Sheng's words, he naturally couldn't answer, but suddenly he raised his legs and fell to the side, curled up on his side on the sofa.

Lu Sheng looked at him, and his heart moved - he couldn't do this kind of behavior a few days ago.A few days ago, he was still a wooden sculpture made of clay, in whatever way he was placed.Let him sit, and he can sit with his head down forever.Lying on his side, he raised his hand and scratched his short hair at the temples, and exhaled heavily through his nose, not sure if he felt comfortable or uncomfortable.

Lu Sheng stood in front of the sofa with his head down, watching Long Xiang's series of small movements, and suddenly felt that he couldn't lose even this one.No matter how messed up or how bad this is, it is also the "one of us" in his heart.

Squatting down in front of the sofa, Lu Sheng looked into Long Xiang's eyes again. After watching for a while, he put a hand into Long Xiang's armpit and began to scratch gently.Long Xiang immediately shuddered, and at the same time clamped his arms, tilted his head, rolled over and laughed out loud.Laughing is a smirk, hahahaha.Hearing this, Lu Sheng couldn't help but also laughed.

Yaya is dead, and now there is not even one person around him to talk to.At this moment, he really hoped that Long Xiang would regain his sobriety and chat with him for a few questions and answers, even if this kid was still full of fallacies and domineering, he would admit it.

He raised his hand and patted Long Xiang's arm, he asked in a low voice, "Boy, are you happy?"

Long Xiang turned into a posture facing up to the sky, still laughing with his mouth wide open.Seeing his way of laughing, Lu Sheng was afraid that he would choke on his saliva, so he quickly helped him sit up.And Long Xiang was shaking in Lu Sheng's hand, and at the same time raised a hand tremblingly, calling out two words: "Lu... Sheng..."

Lu Sheng stared at Long Xiang, thinking that he had heard wrong just now, "Who? Who am I?"

Long Xiang gradually laughed out loud, raised his hand and pointed forward again, and he called vaguely: "Lu Sheng."

Lu Sheng didn't dare to be happy, because he said that the foreign medicine was easy to use, but it didn't take effect so quickly.Just let him swallow the pill last moment, now he knows someone?

At this time, Long Xiang bit his tongue and opened his mouth again, "I'm hungry, let's eat. After eating, go to the street to play and take Yaya with you."

Lu Sheng's heart trembled—this is not what the current Long Xiang should say.Long Xiang had indeed said such words, but that was many years ago, they were all in their teens, and they still looked like children.

But he didn't refute, and said according to the appearance of the dragon: "Okay, let's eat first, what do you want to eat?"

Long Xiang raised his hand to touch the scratch on Lusheng's neck, curious but not serious, it made Lusheng feel burning pain.

"Eat something good." He replied seriously and naturally, "I'm starving to death."

Lusheng couldn't come up with a "good one", so he hurriedly called the restaurant.Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and there are not many large and small restaurants open. He searched for several and finally managed to order a table of food and drink.The food and wine are delivered to the door one by one by the staff in person, all with southern flavor.Among them was a dish of Wuxi meat and bone, which was sweet and delicious, which suited Longxiang's appetite.He grabbed the bones with his hands and gnawed them until the soup was dripping on his hands and face.He ate it by himself, and even tore off the meat for Lu Sheng to eat. While eating, he suddenly reached out and grabbed a few pieces from the plate and put them into an empty bowl, saying to himself: "Save some for Yaya."

Lu Sheng smiled and nodded, feeling like a knife was cutting his heart.Because Yaya was cold and hungry before she died, she was not a hungry ghost.Opening his mouth subconsciously, Long Xiang rubbed his face with oil.The restaurant was very quiet, he didn't speak, only a little noise made by Long Xiang.In fact, Yaya is also a taciturn person, she looks the same with or without her.But now that she is really gone, Lu Sheng feels that the world is empty.With the doors and windows closed, there are only him and Longxiang in the world.

Lu Sheng took care of Long Xiang carefully, and fed him medicine again before going to bed.Not long after taking the pills this time, Long Xiang obediently rolled into the bed and fell asleep, not only didn't make a fuss, he didn't even say a word of nonsense.

However, on the second day, the sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve frightened Long Xiang.Lu Sheng thought he was afraid at first, but instead of running and screaming hysterically, he sat on the edge of the bed with his hands on his knees, staring at the sky outside the window.Lu Sheng didn't know what the sky looked like in his eyes, anyway, he looked at it and lowered his head, blinking his eyes, two big teardrops hit the ground.

Then he took a long breath, turned his head and faced Lu Sheng.At this time, his voice became hoarse, as if he had been crying for a long time, "Lu Sheng, I'm done." Raising his hand and waving at Lu Sheng, he slowly said again: "You take Yaya and go, don't worry about it. Me. Is there any wine? If so, bring me a bottle before leaving."

Lu Sheng still followed him and said, "I left with Yaya, what do you do?"

Long Xiang slapped his eyelashes, and squeezed out two more tears.Tears rolled down his cheeks, "The guns are already firing at the door, what else can I do? Lu Sheng, win or die, I don't have a third way."

Lu Sheng said, "You go with us."

Long Xiang began to shake his head, crying while shaking his head, looking extremely sad, "No, I can't live like you guys. You and Yaya have no ambitions, as long as you have something to eat, I can't. Lu Sheng, I hate you to death, you have to force me to kill Man Shucai, if I don’t kill you, you ignore me. It’s all your fault, I hate you to death.”

Hearing this, Lu Sheng stepped forward to sit down and covered his ears with his hands.After covering it for a while, Lu Sheng got up and found cotton, rubbed two small balls, and blocked Long Xiang's ears.

This New Year's Eve, Lu Sheng lived quite sloppily, even starving, because he was sitting on the bed with his arms around Long Xiang.Long Xiang was sad at first, then frightened, and finally became hysterical.For him, the battlefield is indeed outside the window, and the sound of gunfire is indeed close to his ears, even though his ears have been blocked tightly by cotton balls.He buried his face in Lu Sheng's chest, grabbed Lu Sheng's sleeves with both hands, pulling and wringing them convulsively.Lu Sheng couldn't imagine what a lunatic was thinking, so he could only hug him back and forth like coaxing a child. While shaking, he raised his hand and patted his back lightly.The top of Long Xiang's head was against his chin, rubbing against him warmly.Lu Sheng half closed his eyes, suddenly feeling very tired.

He thought: "It would be great if Long Xiang could talk to me well! It would be great if the two of us could sit down, drink a few glasses of wine and eat a few bites of food! His heart is still the same. Good, the medicine and the good environment are also effective for him. I take good care of him. After a long time, can I still drag him back to this world? His father is old, and no one cares about him; Xiang is different from his father, Xianglong has me. I have worked hard enough, can I drag him back and let him live a peaceful life for a few years?"

He swayed from side to side, turning himself into a big cradle, "You must leave one for me. Yaya is gone, so you can also give me a dragon face—you must leave one for me."

Lu Sheng swayed all night, and in the early morning, he tentatively let go of Longxiang, stretched his legs and took a sip of water.As a result, before the mouthful of cold water entered his belly, the dragon figure on the bed let out an exclamation without warning, and then stretched out his hands to pat and fumble on the bed as if blind.It wasn't until Lu Sheng jumped back on the bed in a few strides that he sniffled, probably because he smelled a familiar smell, and then he became quiet again.

But he stopped talking, no matter how much Lu Sheng teased him, he was stunned and did not respond.

The sound of firecrackers rang intermittently over the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which just offset the effect of the medicine.Long Xiang just didn't speak until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, he suddenly decided to fight to the death and fight back again.So, he started to fight Lu Sheng desperately.

He doesn't eat rice, he doesn't eat sugar or meat; he often forgets to drink water.The corners of his mouth were covered with white foam while chanting words, Lu Sheng looked at him like a crab in dry land, and didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.And this angry crab opened its teeth and claws, and would pinch everything it saw, and when it caught Lu Sheng, it would pinch to death.But his mind and body are not as flexible as before, he has often peeked very accurately, but when he punches out, he still hits nothing, which really pissed him off.

I don't know how long he was angry—in the world of Longxiang, it was long enough to be counted by years—he slowly lost his anger again.Probably because the sound of firecrackers gradually subsided, and the bustling and peaceful world was restored outside the window.

The drugs made him calm, lethargic and lethargic.He has gained a little fat, the fat is puffiness, and the flesh is soft, but this little flesh makes him look a lot prettier.Lying on the bed or sofa like a sleeping beauty, gradually, he began to know Lusheng again.He always felt that Lu Sheng was not gentle enough, so he asked eagerly, "Where's Yaya?"

Lu Sheng told him "Yaya went to visit relatives", "Yaya went out to buy flower thread", "Yaya went back to sleep", there could be many answers, anyway, he would forget it after listening.As long as you give him an explanation, he can continue to lie down with peace of mind.

After lying like this for several days, when the spring was bright, he was carried out of the house by Lusheng in a daze.This time, I never came back.

Lu Sheng moved with him.