[Conan] Scenery and Light and Wine

The next day was a cloudy day.Zhu Fu Jingguang said that he was fine, but he was still affected by the drug, and fell into a drowsy sleep until he didn't know what night it was.

He opened his eyes a little bit, saw a gloomy iron gray in his vision, and moved his lips: "Shu Lang?"

"I'm here……"

Kaya's calm voice came from the direction opposite to his line of sight.

Zhu Fu Jingguang muttered something, wrapped himself in the quilt and turned over.He felt a little cold, his head seemed to be filled with cement, his nerves felt oppressive pain, and his hands and feet were so dull that he couldn't lift his strength.

"Open your mouth..."

Keya helped him up a little, and brought the cup with the straw to his mouth.The honey water at the right temperature is sucked into the mouth, which relieves the dryness of the oral mucosa and the inexplicable bitterness in the mouth.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was only half a beat late to realize that he probably caught a cold.

He wore only a T-shirt yesterday in the helicopter for nearly an hour in the cold wind, and kept stepping on the ground with bare feet.Not only was he frightened, but he also had a real fight with the culprit who frightened him.

Not to mention that he had just received two injections of sedative drugs before, and he didn't take the hot bath he wanted to take last night, and he worked hard from early morning until dawn——

Although he enjoyed the hard work very much, his body's self-protection mechanism gave him a hammer in a leisurely manner after he finished having fun.

Not only did he catch a cold, but he also had a low-grade fever.

"Took the medicine."

Ke Ya put the pills and capsules in a spoon and brought them to Zhu Fu Jingguang's mouth, feeding him like a child.

Zhu Fu Jingguang yawned, raised his eyelids and looked at Ke Ya.This time he was right.

Ke Ya's glass-bead-like gray eyes looked gloomy because of the angle, and his expressionless face seemed to be in a bad mood.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took the medicine honestly and drank half a glass of water before he grabbed Ke Ya's hand and pulled him onto the bed to hug him as a pillow. He closed his eyes and asked him, "Why are you unhappy?"

Ke Ya let Zhu Fu Jingguang hold her, stretched out her hand to tuck him in the quilt, lowered her head and touched his forehead with her lips.It was a kiss, and it was also testing his body temperature.

"No..." He leaned against Zhu Fu Jingguang, his tone was very calm, "Are you hungry?"

"It seems a little bit." Zhu Fu Jingguang felt it, and there was a dull and empty reaction in his stomach, "But I don't want to get up."

He indulged himself arrogantly by relying on his life, he stayed in bed and refused to get up, wrapped in the quilt and curled up into a caterpillar, huddled in Keya's arms, and found comfort before completely messing up his hair The angle, the whole weight on the pressure.

"I'm ready to bring it to you?"

Ke Ya lowered her head and kissed him again, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't want you to go either."

He had just found a comfortable posture, but he had to readjust after Keya left. Anyway, he wouldn't die of hunger for a while, so let him hang on for a while.

"That's called restaurant delivery."

Ke Ya is always obedient to Zhu Fu Jingguang, it seems that no matter what he says, Ke Ya can nod and agree as it should.

"I want to eat curry rice."

"Then curry rice."

Ke Ya held Zhu Fu Jingguang in one hand, and reached out to get the mobile phone on the bedside table with the other. She found a family restaurant that she had booked before, called and ordered two sets of curry rice.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Ke Ya combed Zhu Fu Jingguang's hair with her fingers, seeing that he still had sleepy blue eyes, "I'm right here."

"Don't sleep, what time is it?"

Although Zhu Fu Jingguang was not energetic, he didn't want to sleep very much.He didn't know how long he had slept in this sleep, but he vaguely remembered that it was like a dream, his mind was dull and dull.

"Six pm."

Ke Ya reported the time to him, and only then did he realize that he had slept for twelve hours, and it was twelve hours of day and night reversed.

"Would you be unable to sleep at night..." Zhu Fu Jingguang muttered, then sighed resignedly, "Forget it, there will always be a way."

"Um……"

Ke Ya hugged him and smiled, leaned on the head of the bed and stared at Zhu Fu Jingguang's rare appearance for a while, stroked his fingers from his eyebrows to his temples, and massaged him with moderate force.

Ke Ya didn't lie, he really wasn't unhappy.

Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to no longer remember.That's right, most of the time people can't remember their dreams or sleepwalking, or it may be the memory disorder caused by drugs, either of which is possible.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Zhu Fu Jingguang may have finally completely relaxed and entered the stage of deep sleep.

The veritaserum mixed with central nervous system sedative drugs took the opportunity to find an opportunity to start making trouble.

Zhu Fu Jingguang talked in his sleep, in a very low voice, very different from his usual tone, hurried and panicked.

Ke Ya was kicked awake by him, frowning and trying to wake him up, but heard Zhu Fu Jingguang crying softly with his eyes tightly closed.

He called Mom and Dad, Shu Lang, and Zero.He said it was dark, that it hurt, and that he had to run fast...

Ke Ya didn't try to wake up Zhu Fu Jingguang again.He listened to all Zhu Fu Jingguang's chaotic and illogical sleep talk with a blank face, trying to guess what happened in his dream.

Less than 10 minutes later, Zhu Fu Jingguang returned to a peaceful sleep.After all, he is a professionally trained undercover police officer.

Although she let go of all her defenses by Kaya's side, she let herself reveal some fragility hidden in her subconscious.

But fragility is not the main constituent of Zhu Fu Jingguang's personality after all. Zhu Fu Jingguang is an idealist supported by tenacity and determination.

Keya got up lightly and pulled the curtains tightly, preventing the increasingly bright and dazzling sunlight from shining into the room.

It is true that people cannot live without the sunshine, but at least for now, Keya refuses to let the light get any closer to Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Zhu Fu Jingguang slept in the reassuring darkness until four o'clock in the afternoon, and suddenly convulsed again, with slight convulsions in his hands and feet.

Ke Ya got up again and twisted a hot towel to wipe Zhu Fu Jingguang's body, rubbed his tense muscles away, and warmed his cold hands and feet.

Afterwards, Zhu Fujingguang had a fever, not too hot, but he could feel the obvious heat when he held him in his arms.

Ke Ya got up and prepared water and medicine, then hugged Zhu Fu Jingguang tightly in his arms again, skin to skin, letting the heat that was one degree taller than him spread to himself.

Ke Ya was indeed not unhappy, he was just resentful.

He resented Zhu Fu Jingguang's determination to self-harm and self-sacrifice, and he also spurned himself who was deeply fascinated by it and powerless.

He even wondered if Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to torture him on purpose.Since she pretended to be nonchalant yesterday, why did she show the pain to him alone after returning to him.

Ke Ya sometimes really wants to reach out and grab Zhu Fu Jingguang's throat, to see him struggling and losing his breath under his hands, turning into a lifeless corpse, staying by his side honestly and not going anywhere .

Better to die by his hands than by Rum, Jean, or whoever.

But more than anyone else, he hopes that Zhu Fu Jingguang will live, even if he becomes unrecognizable, selfish, evil, and no longer has the smile that fascinates him, as long as he can live.

Ke Ya even wants Zhu Fu Jingguang to live more than Zhu Fu Jingguang himself.

He gritted his teeth and resented Zhu Fu Jingguang's cruel decision, but he could only obey Zhu Fu Jingguang's order to achieve the result he wanted for him.

After the sun went down, Keya got up and opened the curtains a little, and a shadow of various scenes was reflected on the window.

Ke Ya touched the shadow with her finger, pressed her palm on it, Zhu Fu Jingguang's face disappeared, raised it up, and appeared again.

Ke Ya held the mentality of not knowing the specific content, and repeated this childish action several times. Seeing that Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to be waking up, she went back to the bed and sat down, staring down at Zhu Fu Jingguang's face intently. Face.

Zhu Fu Jingguang had no idea what happened before he woke up.Ke Ya was in a bad mood, he could tell, he guessed it might be because he was sick, but it didn't feel like it.

His lover said it was easy to guess, but it was really difficult to understand.Fortunately, as long as he asked, Ke Ya would definitely tell him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang finished his meal on the bed and washed up together on the bed, took Ke Ya's hand and grabbed him, pressed his neck to let him bow his head, and pressed his forehead against it.

"It's still a little hot." Keya said in a low voice.

"Then give me a kiss." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, "Maybe it will be enough to infect you and me."

"Okay, give it to me."

Ke Ya also smiled, followed Zhu Fu Jingguang's strength and lowered her head to gently enclose his lips, kissing him in a full exchange of saliva.

If this could transfer all the hurt and pain from Zhu Fu Jingguang to him, and let him bear it for Zhu Fu Jingguang, then Ke Ya would be extremely happy.

He has always been good at enduring pain, and he can also take this opportunity to make Zhu Fu Jingguang feel guilty towards him, and dare not squander his own safety recklessly.

how nice it is...

It's a pity that what made Zhu Fu Jingguang have a fever was not a contagious viral cold, and even if it infected Keya, Keya couldn't really help him share the pain. He will choose to bet himself on the gambling table in exchange for a weight that is beneficial to Keya.

Nothing will change.

Just a kiss happened.

"What are you thinking?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyes and looked at Ke Ya.

"I'm thinking about how to kill you so that you don't suffer any pain and the corpse is as complete and beautiful as possible."

Keya didn't wear glasses, her gray eyes were very close to him, revealing the truth in her words nakedly.

"Of course, just thinking about it."

Ke Ya added, looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang's unchanged blue eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, but his eyes looked like he was about to cry.

"You look like you're about to cry, did I make you sad?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang asked him in a low voice.

"No..." Ke Ya shook her head, hugged Zhu Fu Jingguang, and put her cheek against his, "You never made me sad."

"You make me hate you."

Keya's eyes slowly turned red, and she confided her inner complaints in a hoarse voice: "You gave me so many things, tell me that they can all belong to me, and no one can take them away from me."

"Because you gave them to me, so you are the one who is entitled to take them away?"

"I will listen to you, your ideals and beliefs, I will also do it, your principles, they are all yours."

"Aren't I yours too? For other things, I know they are more important than me, so you can throw me away for those."

"You gave it to me and are ready to take it away at any time. After all, I still don't deserve it?"

"I hate you...Jing Guang, I hate you."

Ke Ya said some incoherent words incoherently. It was clear that the logic was chaotic and the cause and effect were unclear, but the content she wanted to express was very clear.

Zhu Fu Jingguang listened to Ke Ya's accusation in an increasingly strong tone, until he pushed himself away a little, stared at him with tears, and uttered hate.

Did I...do such an unreasonable thing to him?

Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned, and lost the ability to speak for a moment. After a while, he suddenly held Ke Ya's hand, opened his mouth and uttered a word: "Swallow!"

Ke Ya was also stunned, and he regretted it after talking about the resentment that protruded from his heart.

After all, what he likes is the old Zhu Fu Jingguang, no matter how much he hates it, there are decorations attached to the skeleton of love, even if it is decorated as a Christmas tree, the things inside are still the same, and the essence will not change.

But he really wanted Zhu Fu Jingguang to feel guilty for him, and even wanted to force a promise from Zhu Fu Jingguang.

But Zhu Fu Jingguang gave him a completely unexpected answer.

"Swallow... may not go to Egypt for the sake of the happy prince."

Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his mouth, hesitating a little, rationally told him that he shouldn't say such things, but he couldn't give other guarantees.

Ke Ya understood what he said, stared at him and asked, "If winter comes, can I die at your feet?"

"Although I don't have a heart made of lead..." Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled at Keya, and said with some firmness: "But, yes, we can be thrown into the same incinerator."

The author has something to say:

Not cruel but not knife is HE!I do what I say!

I really like Oscar Wilde and his sarcastic love.

When I first watched "The Nightingale and the Rose", and finally saw the red rose watered by the nightingale's painstaking efforts being crushed by a carriage, I immediately felt that Wilde was a ruthless person.It was so painful, I cried on the spot.

"The Happy Prince" is also his fairy tale, that's right, a fairy tale, which shows how ruthless this man is.

At last the Happy Prince said to the Swallow, You may go to Egypt now.But I want you to kiss my lips because I love you.

The Swallow said to the Happy Prince, I am not going to Egypt, I am going to the House of the Dead.Then he kissed the Happy Prince's lips, and died, and the Happy Prince's leaden heart was broken in two.

The happy meat pigeon is gone!