There is always scum who wants to be reborn

Zhu Wanxing helped him tuck the quilt up and got up, only to find that a corner of the Xingxing pillow was pressed by Lu Tinghe's knee.

He glanced at the person who had finally fallen asleep, fearing that the movement would wake him up too much, so he could only carefully grab the other corner to pull out the pillow.

However, Lu Tinghe pressed tightly and did not move for a long time, Zhu Wanxing looked at his fat Xingxing and pursed his lips, "Didn't you give it to me?"

Only now did he dare to complain in a low voice: "Why did you throw my things..."

Lu Tinghe suddenly convulsed as if weightless, his eyes were still tightly closed, but his brows frowned again.

"What's wrong? Had a nightmare?"

Zhu Wanxing looked at him anxiously, his voice was small but eager: "Is your head uncomfortable? Or is it cramping?"

Lu Tinghe seemed to be in a nightmare, his body was trembling constantly, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, the shirt on the nape of his neck was soon wet with sweat, and occasionally some sounds could be made from his tightly biting lips.

"Brother... don't scare me, what's the matter?"

Zhu Wanxing kept wiping the sweat off his forehead, flusteredly moving it down his chest, Lu Tinghe's chest heaved violently, and his breathing was heavy, the murmur suppressed in his mouth gradually became clear, Zhu Wanxing leaned closer to listen, a few intermittent words Passed into the ear: "It hurts...don't pierce me..."

His heart was clenched violently, tears fell from his eyes, Zhu Wanxing understood almost instantly, and stared at Lu Tinghe's hand with wide eyes.

His palms were not clenched into fists, but clasped at the sides, as if to hide his fingertips.

The mental hospital will use a needle to pierce the nail to the thinnest place in the middle of the first knuckle, and use the pain to force alpha to take medicine.

His lips opened and closed several times stiffly, Zhu Wanxing covered his mouth and fell down on the head of the bed, tears overflowed from between his fingers and dripped on his knees, he closed his eyes and didn't dare to look any more, his heart was so painful that it was about to split into several petals .

It took several deep breaths in a row to suppress the tears back, and almost shed tears when he saw Lu Tinghe's face closer, "Brother...it's okay...it's all over."

He comforted softly in a hoarse voice, and slowly released pheromones to comfort him, "It's okay, no one stabbed you... It's safe now..."

A little bit of hazelnut whiskey spilled into the air, blending with the ebony aroma pheromone of alpha, Lu Tinghe's tense nerves were slowly smoothed away, Zhu Wanxing gently opened his curled fingers, and clasped them with him, crying without tears Sliding out under control, "Does this happen often..."

He and Lu Tinghe have lived together for a long time, but the time when the other party comes back is very little. Even if they stay at home, they will work overtime until very late before going to bed. Now thinking about it, it seems that they are deliberately avoiding him. Naturally, Zhu Wanxing can't find out when he has nightmares stress response.

He twisted a towel to help Lu Tinghe wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead and the back of his neck. He kept releasing pheromones and slowly surrounded him. He pinched his cold and curled fingers and kept rubbing them. It took a long time before Lu Tinghe finally relaxed his brows. The light is bright.

"If you can't find me suddenly, will you be a little anxious..."

Zhu Wanxing smiled wryly as if deceiving himself, "Brother, I... can stay a little longer, okay?"

"Just for a while." He buried his head in his knees and discussed with the sleeping Lu Tinghe: "I never had time to say goodbye to you in my last life."

He thought that as long as he could say goodbye well, no matter what Lu Tinghe did, he didn't think that waiting for someone to wake up would be a completely unexpected situation.

Lu Tinghe didn't sleep too late, he really had a severe headache. With the lessons from his previous life, he rarely drank alcohol in this life, and his drinking capacity was much lower. Every time he got too drunk, he would dream. The memories of the two lives were mixed and tortured him all night. , Woke up the next day and almost forgot.

When he went downstairs, Zhu Wanxing was standing at the door with a suitcase beside him. He was dressed tightly, covering his head to his feet, and he even wore gloves.

"Why are you wearing so many clothes, where are you going?"

Lu Tinghe asked as he went downstairs, Zhu Wanxing raised his eyes and met him.

"Why are your eyes swollen? Have you cried?"

Lu Tinghe quickly went downstairs and walked in front of him, "Wan Xing, what's wrong? Are you wronged?"

Zhu Wanxing was stunned for a moment, his heart jumped into his throat, his hands and feet were stiff and unable to respond, "...Brother?"

"Here." Lu Tinghe smiled helplessly, "Why are you so stupid."

His tone was too natural, as if nothing happened, Zhu Wanxing said with a one-ten-thousandth chance, "Brother, what happened last night...you don't remember?"

Lu Tinghe's expression turned serious, "What's the matter?"

"Ah, yes...it's Xiaohui." Zhu Wanxing rubbed the cold sweat in his hands and pretended to be calm: "His lover passed away unexpectedly, and he called me crying yesterday. I felt very uncomfortable listening to it, and cried with him for a while."

"Isn't this a month ago?"

"Yes, I was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable before, so I haven't had much contact with him." Zhu Wanxing said with a dry smile, "It was only when we talked yesterday that it was scary."

"Brother, you also know that I like to substitute random thoughts, but I feel that the world is quite impermanent..." He looked into Lu Tinghe's eyes and whispered: "The two people who were originally good, why suddenly... suddenly..."

His tone was a little choked, tears were about to flow down again, Lu Tinghe hugged him helplessly, "Look at the star crying for us, well, stop thinking about it, are you afraid that something will happen to me?"

"Well, I'm afraid." Zhu Wanxing nodded desperately, hugged him tightly, closed his eyes to feel the false warmth, "Brother, I'm very afraid..."

Lu Tinghe smiled, rubbing his hair gently, but the expression on his face was gloomy and cold, "Afraid to be like this, you care about me so much?"

"Well, I care about you most."

He grasped Lu Tinghe's clothes so hard that his fingers turned white, as if he was covering the masks of the two of them tightly, "As long as my brother is well, I can do whatever I want."

"Okay, poor boy, you still cry as much as you did when you were a child." Lu Tinghe let go of him and stood up, the tip of his nose twitching twice, "Why do you smell like me, did I bully you when I was drunk?"

"Ah...no...no..."

Zhu Wanxing froze in place, the memories of last night flooded into his head again, he pinched his fingertips deeply into his flesh to force a smile, "You were drunk like a pig last night, you fell asleep as soon as you came back, no make fun of me..."

"Ah That's good."

Lu Tinghe glanced at the luggage behind him, "Your father asked you to go on a business trip again? What time is the plane, I'll take you there."

"No need, brother, the driver is outside. I made you soup, pork ribs with fish maw. You can take a good rest after drinking."

"Okay, then you should pay attention to safety." Lu Tinghe touched the high collar of his sweater, "Is it hot to wear so much?"

Zhu Wanxing backed away for a while, "A little bit, but the place where I get off the plane is cold, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold."

"Brother, when you come back...can you pick me up?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly added, as if eager to confirm his belonging: "I felt very uncomfortable after chatting with Xiaohui last night, and if I don't see you again in the next few days, I will feel even less at ease. Child temper, can you come and pick me up?"

He is still in the fear of losing his account, and he is in a dilemma as if he is standing at a crossroads.If he continued to stay at home, Lu Tinghe would definitely see through his appearance, but if he left, he was afraid that there would be no reconciliation with Lu Tinghe.

Lu Tinghe looked at him silently, Zhu Wanxing couldn't help but shed tears again, and confirmed with him anxiously, almost begging humblely: "Brother, I'll just be self-willed this time, okay? I want to see you as soon as I come back , if you are busy, come later, it doesn't matter how long I wait... Really, I—"

"Okay." Lu Tinghe interrupted him, hugged him into his arms, his eyes were lowered, unable to see the expression, "I will definitely pick you up."