After being imprisoned by a sickly enemy, I was reborn

This is what Zheng Sixun expected.

Satisfied, he put the red wine glass on the tall and simple writing table beside him, pretended to find out a stack of papers from the medical record, and returned to the chair to take a pen to record.

Zheng Sixun: "He plays with living things, so what are you playing with?"

Lu Chenzhao: "I watched him play...wait a minute, I remembered that it was actually me that my grandfather played with at first, but because I was in poor health and easily killed, so he turned his attention to other on living things."

Zheng Sixun thought for a while: "Have you ever tasted the blood of the dog that was accidentally killed by your grandfather?"

Lu Chenzhao pursed his lips and recalled: "He will share it with me every time, but I don't know how to drink it. I just like to admire the sick appearance of a madman...Actually, I think that thing is disgusting... .. Apart from Jiang Yu's blood, his blood is the most delicious."

Zheng Sixun: "What about other people's blood?"

Lu Chenzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were deep, and he tasted the red wine and answered carefully: "I'm interested in the blood of beauties, but I'm not interested in others, but none of them fascinate me like Jiang Yu's blood."

Zheng Sixun paused, and after careful analysis, he asked, "What is your relationship with that dog that was killed?"

"very good."

Lu Chenzhao looked at the painting with far-reaching eyes, and when he closed his eyes, a tear accidentally flashed from the corner of his eyes.

Zheng Sixun keenly captured his mood, and his voice unconsciously eased and deep: "Tell me in detail."

Lu Chenzhao closed his eyes and said, "It's called James. We have a good relationship. He is not only my dog, but also my friend. He came to me when I was three years old, and he was not yet a year old at that time."

Zheng Sixun: "So, although you often visit your grandfather in a mental hospital, you don't like him, and even your close relationship is just his wishful thinking."

Lu Chenzhao's tone was light, neither admitting nor denying: "What do you say?"

Zheng Sixun suddenly realized: "It's not so much that you are visiting grandpa, but that you continue to stimulate him and drive him crazy, right? It made his condition worse and worse... It's not because of you that he had a stroke and was hospitalized the year before last." Care about it?"

"You guessed it wrong. Sometimes death is a relief, but living is painful." Lu Chenzhao saw through, "How could I give him an easy choice."

"But I have to admit that your grandfather's actions and words have really had a great impact on you," Zheng Sixun put down his small notebook and medical records, and said with his arms on his chest, "This should be the root cause, let's talk about it." Now."

Lu Chenzhao opened his eyes slightly. In fact, he felt a little sleepy now, but he still said softly: "Jiang Yu and I grew up together, and I'm not sure when I started to like him. Anyway... that's it That's it."

"You like him but can't help but hurt him," Zheng Sixun asked, "does he like being hurt by you?"

"That's why I came to you. I don't think he likes it, but I asked him, and he said he likes it." Lu Chenzhao curled his lips in wonder.

Zheng Sixun licked his lips: "Have you ever thought that it is because he likes you that he told you that he likes your violence?"

Lu Chenzhao thought of Jiang Yu in the previous life, Jiang Yu in the previous life was indeed like this, but Jiang Yu in this life doesn't like him...

"But he said he doesn't like me." Lu Chenzhao looked innocently at Zheng Sixun.

Zheng Sixun consciously thought of himself, feeling "same sickness and pity for each other" and "the same people who have fallen in the end of the world", he got up and took the wine bottle and poured some wine into their respective glasses.

"Then what are you going to do?" Zheng Sixun sat back in his chair.

The scene of Jiang Yu being accidentally killed by him in the previous life appeared in Lu Chenzhao's mind again. He shuddered suddenly, and said slowly: "I think it's based on feeling, I feel that he doesn't like those injuries, so you see Is there any way to make my relationship with him a little bit healthier and normal."

"Your behavior is too deeply affected by hormones, emotions, and the past," Zheng Sixun said while drinking, "Even if you don't want to, but under the stimulation of that environment, emotions, and hormones, you may not be able to control your behavior." own behavior."

Lu Chenzhao gave an "um" and agreed with what he said.

If in the previous life, he completely let himself go around when he had an intimate relationship with Jiang Yu, and didn't notice Jiang Yu's feelings at all, then in this life, although he can't completely control those behaviors, he still has the distraction to feel Jiang Yu's feelings .

What Zheng Sixun said was right, he was indeed unable to control his behavior when he was motivated, even though he had tried hard, such as the two times before Jiang Yu got married.

"Lucas, others can't understand your behavior," Zheng Sixun stood in front of him tasting wine, "but I can understand, although I don't agree... Friends who are recognized by you will feel lucky, but those who are deeply loved by you A lover of love has nothing but pain...

Your violent factor will increase during intimacy, just like your grandfather's favorite living things, even if you are just a bystander, hormones and emotions will also skyrocket.

So when you encounter the same hormone and emotional stimulation in the future, the violence you have witnessed will follow. This is reflected in the two extremes, the person you hate and the person you like. Violence will also stimulate violence. It's a chain reaction. "

In Lu Chenzhao's memory, Jiang Yu accused him in his last life, saying that he treated the servants at home better than him.

"Just tell me what to do? How can I not be violent to Jiang Yu?" Lu Chenzhao drank the rest of the red wine with his cup, breathed out a breath of alcohol, and raised his eyelids slightly drunkly and asked.

Zheng Sixun smiled and pointed out two fingers: "Two ways, one is that as long as you don't play tricks, you can't be Jiang Yu's opponent, unless he is willing, because you can't beat him at all..."

Lu Chenzhao cut him off urgently: "Talk to the second one."

"The second one is also very simple, just take medicine if you are sick, what else can you do?" Zheng Sixun spread his hands openly.

Lu Chenzhao: "What medicine?"

Zheng Sixun explained: "An imported drug that can effectively control your emotions and suppress the behavioral reactions caused by certain hormones is quite expensive. I don't have any here. If you need it, I have to contact the United States to send it to me. come over."

Lu Chenzhao: "How do you eat it? How long does a course of treatment take?"

Zheng Sixun: "Three times a day, two tablets at a time. If you find it difficult to control your emotions, you can take another one. This medicine has no side effects. One bottle and one course of treatment."

Lu Chenzhao raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose wearily: "All right, give me a few courses of treatment first."

"I contacted an American friend to send six bottles, and you can come to me again for a review in a week," Zheng Sixun said as he walked to the retro gramophone in the corner, put down the wine glass and put on a vinyl record, "chat After so long, you must be very tired, now you should relax and take a good rest."

Lu Chenzhao will relax his body obediently, close his eyes and quietly listen to the "Starry Sky" played by a certain pianist on the record, but for a moment he feels at ease, his soul seems to be floating, troubles and everything around him go away together, only Music accompanied by silence.

Zheng Sixun stood beside him with a wine glass in his hand, admiring him condescendingly, a wicked smile gradually formed on the corner of his lips, he stretched out his right hand and slowly approached Lu Chenzhao's handsome and flawless cheek...

Lu Chenzhao's fair skin is smudged with the crimson sunset after drunkenness, with a seductive and delicious temperament.

When his slightly bent fingers were about to touch Lu Chenzhao's skin, Yin Cheng's reminder exploded in his mind.

He immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been pricked by a needle.

If he did something to Lu Chenzhao, Yin Cheng would definitely dislike him even more. He suddenly felt that Lu Chenzhao was actually luckier than him. Lu Chenzhao had many family and friends who loved him, but he only had one friend, Gu Lin.