marriage on paper

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Lu Xu and Lu Hebai were sent back to Lu's house that night. Lu Xu probably ate and drank and didn't suffer much these days, but he was a little frightened. As soon as he entered the door, he ran into Nuannuan and Lu Feng's arms to act like a baby.

Lu Hebai was different. For him these few days, it could be said that he had suffered both physically and mentally.

When Lu Feng saw him, he was so angry that he kicked him cursingly.

"Trash, don't do porcelain work without that diamond. You say it's not good for you to provoke someone, and you provoke Young Marshal He, and you almost hurt Xiao Xu."

Wen Nuan's face was also ugly, and he wished he could beat him with a whip to relieve his anger, but when he heard that Lu Feng wanted to mention He Xinan's matter again, he hurriedly interrupted.

"Go back and wash up, it stinks like a beggar."

Lu Hebai was about to get up crookedly, when Lu Junyan suddenly said: "The Chitu Camp is going to the border, let's go!"

Lu Hebo paused for a moment, and looked at Lu Junyan a little dodgingly.

Lu Junyan happened to be looking at him too, those dark eyes were like a bottomless pool, one step into it would destroy all bones.

Lu Hebai was taken aback by this thought, and when he looked at Lu Junyan again, he saw that the person had turned around and walked out of the house. Lu Hebai himself calmed down the frightened bird, and followed him out silently.

Lu Junyan was about to leave at night, so he contacted Xiaopang and asked Xiaopang to try his best to let He Xinan go to bed for a lunch break at noon.

Before that, he made a special trip to the First Hospital.

You Guang wasn't on duty today, and Lu Junyan came here specifically to avoid this.

The man on duty in the gland department was an old man who looked to be in his 50s. The old man hooked his glasses and looked at him with a frown, not knowing why.

"Young man, extracting pheromones is very painful. Even if you get anesthesia injection, you will have very obvious pain, and you will also be mentally depressed afterwards, and you will experience dizziness, vomiting, dizziness and other sequelae similar to concussions."

"No anesthesia, just smoke!"

He was leaving in the evening, and he had more time to see that fool who couldn't take care of himself.

"Ah? No need for anesthesia?" The old doctor was incredulous, thinking that Lu Junyan probably didn't understand the pain of glands extracting pheromones.

"Young man, don't talk big, this pumping of pheromone is comparable to omega giving birth, even if you are under anesthesia, you will scream for fear of pain, if you don't take it..."

"Well, don't call, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Lu Junyan was in a hurry and urged the old doctor to act quickly.

The old doctor muttered, and quickly led Lu Junyan into the sterile cabin.

Half an hour later, Lu Junyan came out of the hospital with a pale face.

Feeling dizzy and dizzy was uncomfortable, like being hit by a sap, and it was impossible to drive. Lu Junyan had no choice but to call Tang Ke to take him there.

When he arrived, Xiaopang was already waiting at the door, the dizziness in his head was so stimulating that he retched, and there were double images wherever he could see.

The old doctor didn't lie to him, and the pain in the back of his neck still makes him feel lingering fear, but as long as he thinks that this small bottle of pheromone can make He Xinan fall asleep peacefully even when he is not around, he will feel happy.

Probably because I just saw him yesterday, Xiaopang didn't come up to hug his leg.

"Is he asleep?" Lu Junyan asked Xiaopang in a soft voice.

Xiaopang nodded, "Sleep...sleep."

If Lu Junyan was in a normal state, he would definitely be able to see that there was something abnormal about Xiaopang's mechanical expression, but now he is groggy and swaying when he walks, so he doesn't pay attention that much.

He clenched the transparent glass bottle in his hand, and slowly helped Xiaopang to walk into the room.

Xiaopang dullly noticed that Lu Junyan seemed to be in poor health today. He tilted his head and moved his body closer so that Lu Junyan could lean on it.

The room was still very deserted, like a cold ice cellar, Lu Junyan didn't feel it yesterday, but today he suddenly came in, only felt the cold.

"Little Fatty, the temperature in the room is a little bit lower."

Xiaopang nodded, walked to the door of the bedroom and opened it, "Do you... want to go in?"

Lu Junyan was very dizzy, and there was a fine line of cold sweat on his pale face.

"Just here, the smell on me is too strong."

Getting too close will stimulate the territorial awareness of the simulated glands on He Xinan's body, and it will be troublesome then.

Sitting by the door, Lu Junyan felt that the sense of weightlessness was better, but it was only better.

The growing pain in the back of his neck made Lu Junyan extremely upset, and he could only distract himself by fixing his eyes on the person on the bed who was breathing heavily.

Probably because of Lu Junyan's pheromone soothing, He Xinan's chaotic breathing and heartbeat gradually became longer and more stable.

Lu Junyan raised a hand and traced the bulging hillock on the bed from the air. Although he was close at hand, he still felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost the most important treasure.

There are constant double images in the eyes, and the illusory reality of light and shadow overlaps and staggers. In such endless phantoms, Lu Junyan vaguely saw the young man marked by his recklessness.

He dragged his tired and badly injured body and fled the nightmare land in a panic. After returning, he washed his body in a panic, but suddenly found that his body had been stamped with imprints that could no longer be washed off.

The light and shadow flickered, and he saw one hot period after another. The young man was curled up in the bed and in the bathroom. He used the cold water and stubborn and pitiful willpower to resist the torture.

He didn't go to find the alpha who was supposed to be responsible, because this little fool thought that what alpha liked was his younger brother who was as bright as the sun, and he thought he was just a poor and shameful thief.

"Fool, you are so good, who can replace you?"

The light brain made a "buzzing" sound of urging, and Lu Junyan gave a soft "tsk", and staggered up while holding the door frame.

He tried his best to keep the sound of his footsteps as light as possible. The chubby behind him looked terrified and opened his mouth to remind him, but he could only cover his mouth resentfully when he thought of the master's threat.

Lu Junyan shook his head, trying to get rid of the dizzy feeling in his head, but it didn't help except that the sky and the earth spun more violently.

He groped around the side of the bed for a while before sitting down, the people on the bed didn't seem to notice.

Lu Junyan looked deeply at the person curled up under the quilt, still looking fragile and lonely, even if he was sleeping in his own home, he always looked insecure.

In the past, no one was willing to give him a home. In this cold and lonely room, the body temperature of a person could not pretend to be warm, and there was always a surge of coldness that made him fall asleep, and he could only curl up his hands and feet to keep warm.

Lu Junyan reached in and slowly touched the man's feet. The sleeping man shrank suddenly, and Lu Junyan suddenly held his breath.

The tentacles were really cold, as before, this person was always cold.

Lu Junyan slowly moved He Xinan's two feet out little by little, lifted up the hem of his clothes, and used his stomach to warm him up.

He Xinan's mechanical legs couldn't be warmed anyway, but he rubbed them cautiously, as if trying to warm them up.

But where Lu Junyan couldn't see, He Xinan's eyes were full of indifference, and there was an abhorrent cruelty dormant in his forbearing eyes.

He pretended that he didn't remember, which was a forgiveness to Lu Junyan and cruelty to himself.

He hoped that his past self could be buried with the lost limbs, but the pain went deep into the bone marrow, and he would never forget it until he was smashed to pieces.

It has always been easier to forgive others than to forgive yourself.

[The author has something to say: Come on, I will start to revise the previous article today, and it will not change for the most part. I will add some supporting scenes, so it’s okay if you don’t re-read it. 】