lifetime

five months nine days and three hours

The weather has turned to the end of autumn and it is cool, the dead leaves trembled by the cold wind, the villa area on the hillside has been replanted with turf, and it is not known whether it can withstand the test of the cold winter.

In the Buddhist hall upstairs, the man is wearing a gown, with sandalwood beads rolling on his wrists, speaking the scriptures of faith, kneeling for hours, parking a car outside the door, entering the house at a high level, and hurriedly putting on his shoes. Stepped up the stairs, completely ignoring the people behind him, until he saw him chanting scriptures intact, then he relaxed and looked downstairs. Jiang Feng took off the white woolen coat he was wearing today, and put it on. The portable sweater and the silhouette of bending over to take off the shoes inexplicably make it even more sexy. This little guy is quite exciting.

"Is my brother staying in the Buddhist hall again?"

He might as well become a monk, which made my aunt fuss. All the masters asserted that he is a person with deep spiritual roots, why is he still suffering in this world.

"Yes, have you had breakfast? There are egg yolk crisps, and they are still hot."

They are not in the same way, but they can meet and enter the door together every day. The degree is influenced by foreign thoughts. Relatively speaking, they have a gentleman's temperature, and they can serve any man well. He opened the cake very enthusiastically. Box.

"Heh, didn't you buy it for the guy upstairs?"

It's strange to be willing to give him food.

He also understands things between men. He can only say that people with that kind of thinking think a lot, and the feeling is very accurate.

"Well, if he wants to eat, I'll buy it for him."

Wow, Bai Yueguang's charm is indeed so handsome.

Jiang Feng simply sat on the sofa and mixed Bian Mu's medicine, so as not to waste time later, he is a standard depression doctor, and he mercilessly used his cousin as a guinea pig for decades, it is very immoral heart.

"Give it to me if no one eats it, treat it as my trash bin?"

He's not that kind.

The degree came slowly, if the little guy upstairs was said to be a cold ice flower, then the one in front of him was a prickly cactus, with a huge heart and a clear vision of reality, not comparable to Bian Mu's pure and single-mindedness.

When I think of him, I get a headache. It stands to reason that he should be happy, but looking at his changes, I really feel that he is not worth it. He is just a man. It is really not enough, but some people just can't stand it and can't go out. .

After reciting the Diamond Sutra twice, and sitting on the futon with his arms propped up, he had already heard the voice downstairs. It seemed that his ears were more sensitive, and it was even more ridiculous, because he couldn’t wait for the sound of footsteps that he was waiting for. .

"Hey, have you finished your morning class?"

The man who came down pursed his lips, his jacket was hanging empty on his body, and the bottom of his eye sockets were dark blue, obviously he was looking like Shen Ke.

"How is the decoration?"

As soon as I said a word, I coughed uncontrollably, and asked again after a pause, "Is the house fit for people?"

I don't understand why he is in such a hurry, but I have received a strict order from someone, and I shook my head in embarrassment, "Not yet, the water and electricity are not connected, and I am communicating with the property."

Bian Mu frowned fiercely, turned around and went upstairs to the studio again. He didn't give him a chance to ask the doctor for a consultation. Jiang Feng chased after him a few steps, and the strength to take out the dog skin plaster could be regarded as blocking him, "Drink the medicine."

His thin chin was pointed and sharp, his eyes were flickering, he didn't know what he was thinking, he hadn't moved for a long time, the sudden miss was so maddening, his heart constricted so badly, he bent down to hold on to the railing, and gulped Gasp, medicine?Yes, he was sick, how could he not be sick?How can you be safe without something?

"Hypnosis, I'm ready."

In the wide room, there is a reclining chair, and a man is sitting beside him. The pocket watch in his hand is shaking and shaking, and then, talking about their past in detail, "Recall last winter, when you first met, I remember it should be very healthy. A handsome man, he will not frown or be serious when facing you, only when facing you, he will smile..."

Jiang Feng was standing in front of the window. His cousin had many more things than most people, but he was missing a lot, so he covered him with a quilt and didn't sleep for several nights. This time, he added something for sleeping , the body mechanism has seriously protested, if it is still disordered, I am afraid, it is really hopeless.

"Asleep? Hey, tell me, why does he have to live in another place?"

The degree is inquiring about his state of mind, thinking about that house every day, what is there to wait for?He doesn't understand.

The man came down from upstairs, heard his question, and glanced at him like a fool, "48th floor, what do you think?"

What does the top floor mean? Looking down from a high place, a kind of inner pleasure that pursues excitement and excitement at a high speed, he has no other way to resist the sudden cardiac arrest. This is a brand new adventure, Jiang Feng can fully understand His feelings, but he can't put them in, he hasn't witnessed their intimacy with his own eyes, so he can't judge.

"Don't try to comfort Bian Mu with your ridiculous demeanor. The ratio of gravel and large pebbles is a bit self-aware. Also, let's dispose of that house quickly. Let's say there was a sudden earthquake. Collapsed."

He took off his glasses, but still didn't understand, "Then he can find someone else to buy them. Besides, I think he might want to leave this sad place, after all, that heartless man has lived here."

Hmph, I will let you die.

He hooked his fingers to let him go upstairs. The studio in the villa is connected by four bedrooms. Shao Kou complained before that such a large area trapped his feet. A dead dog squatted at the door.

The door of the studio was locked. Jiang Feng knew Bian Mu's fur, so he secretly took the key to open it, and prevented him from entering. "Just look at the door. Once you go in, he will find out. Don't make him mad."

The degree of wolfish ambition is obvious, even Jiang Feng, who has known him for a few months, can see it. Unfortunately, it is doomed to be fruitless. His cousin is absolutely loyal and reliable. In other words, love is unique but precious and precious. rare.

The room is full of paintings, rice paper, pens are everywhere, and the walls are also hung. The collective is a silhouette of a person, and the teeth are itching with hatred. How can we deport that waste? ?

When other people are doing all kinds of unknown efforts, Bian Mu is still, no, his mind is active, and he keeps putting the old man's face in the highest resolution all the time. There are many puzzles. The beginning of this matter was blocked by him, so it created an inexplicable and difficult situation for him to choose, that is, now, he doesn't know what to do, what happened, but, the reality is, in the morning When I woke up, I didn't have the slightest temperature to accompany me, which undoubtedly doubled the pain.

Always give candy to one person, and then suddenly one day, you don’t give it anymore, then you are unforgivable, and I am the sad person.

Now there are special security guards in the villa, and surveillance cameras everywhere, monitoring him in all directions. Old Bian always stands at the door of the surveillance room, looking at his sweet little son sleeping in the bedroom, his heart is inexplicably pierced. For a long time, I hoped that he would grow up to be an indomitable man. I never knew that he was still a fragile child. He thought he would not be confused by anything, but he was slapped mercilessly in the face. Yet?"

It's been a long time, and I can't even find anyone. Whether it's life or death, I'll tell you, his son's heart, he has to clean up whatever he says, and then send it back in a hurry.

"not yet."

The secretary's head almost fell into the floor tiles. This person disappeared after catching up with the world, without any records of his situation or driving.

"Look, entrust a private detective to show me the detailed information, all major hospitals and police stations, ask someone to ask them all."

He couldn't believe that he couldn't find anyone.

"Mr. Bian, the chef at the villa said that Mr. Bian hasn't eaten for five days. Look, do you want to change it?"

Apart from chanting scriptures and drawing every day, he doesn’t look like a young man at all. He is so cute that he is jumping and jumping. It’s impossible to go on a hunger strike. “Change to another one and let them have more varieties. I may not know which one will make him have an appetite.”

Oh, by the way, Lao Bian always slapped his head, "Come on, drive to his grandfather's place, didn't they live there together? See if anyone is there?"

In the villa area, Degree and Jiang Feng ordered the nanny to call the two of them when they woke up, and left each other. Night after night, Bian Mu slept for too long this time, and the nanny went upstairs to have a look every once in a while. There was a mistake, but it was at dusk the next day, when I heard a loud bang upstairs, bad, I called the old Boss Bian first with trembling hands, and said tremblingly that Bian Mu woke up and was throwing something...

Every time Bian Mu hypnotized, the old man would appear at the end. He hugged him and said he wanted to leave. This happened every time. Why did he insist on leaving? Why?Because he's unattractive?Because life here is too boring?Because the temptation in the colorful world is too great?All kinds of reasons bombarded his brain crazily, and he couldn't bear the contrast when he regained his clarity after opening his eyes. This kind of scar came too directly. He would rather stay in hypnosis forever than wake up again.

He kicked the chair weakly, curled up and knelt under the computer desk, a small space without any protection, he was still afraid, afraid that someone would push the door and come in, and then say he wanted to leave, afraid, especially afraid, Gritting his teeth, he suddenly heard the sound of stepping up the stairs in a hurry, crawled into the closet, his body was covered by a heavy coat, and trembling, he locked the door tightly, no, no, don't come in , no one is allowed in...

Jiang Feng was the first to arrive, with a tranquilizer in his hand. If he goes crazy again, he will inject it directly. Hypnosis is not a good way. Reliving old dreams again and again will not change his psychological acceptance ability, but will only aggravate the pain root.

The temperature in the bedroom is suitable, warm-toned furniture, and flowers at the foot of the bed. The vitality is not contagious. I didn’t see anyone. I looked around and heard someone running up anxiously. There was water from melting snowflakes on the shoulder of the suit. He didn't even wear a coat, "Where are you? Let me ask you, where are you?"

What are you shouting at him, you bastard young man.

"Keep your voice down, being irritable doesn't work at this time, if you are still like this, please get out immediately."

Who is Jiang Feng?

The degree took a breath, and apologized to him, "I was wrong, what about people? Tell me quickly."

People, chant where you can't see.

His eyes were locked on the closet. At this time, he couldn't go there, as long as he didn't go in with a knife. But, what could lure him out, this is too difficult.

An hour later, Jiang Feng tried to use something to eat, or a new paintbrush, and called him through the door, but nothing happened. He could only go back and forth in the corridor to try to trick him. He leaned against the corner of the wall and did not move. He just loved it like this. Little guy, even if he is because of another man, he still feels so distressed.

Parking a car on the lawn, a big golden retriever jumped out of the big Benz, fluttering its body hair, it was so dirty, the old man always hated it to death, but he had to feed it sausage and dog food, pointing at you and his son Save me.

Jiang Feng was thinking of a countermeasure. Now he has to treat Bian Mu as a child, and he cannot be seen with an adult's eyes. The smaller and inconspicuous things may make him let down his guard, a dog rushed up suddenly, scaring him He staggered back and bumped into the arms of the degree, he was afraid that the dog would cut him down.

Especially a large dog with such dirty and tangled hair, hey, it's scary to death.

No one blocked it, sniffing and sniffing all the way to the door of the closet, hey, its handsome little master is inside, are you changing clothes, or are you playing with that villainous master?It's too annoying, hmph, arrogantly blowing at the door, I'm back.

There was no movement for a long time, I looked up suspiciously, the smell should be right, woof woof, it's me, open the door, I'm a little bastard, still no movement, woof woof woof, woof woof...

Then, the door opened, and before Mr. Bian had time to see his precious son, he saw that broken dog being taken over by a bear. Really, I was so anxious.

In the corridor, I hugged Jiang Feng to greet Mr. Bian, and then went downstairs to sit and drink tea while talking about his illness. I don't know how the situation upstairs is. Mr. Bian should let the two of them go back first, with him here ,It's fine.

In the bathroom of the bedroom, the hair on the dog under the shower head was all frizzy. The man rubbed shower gel on it and complained to him with a hating attitude, but his tone was much weaker, "Little bastard , that old bastard of your father may have died outside, don't imitate him, stay with me, huh?"

The author has something to say: Bian Mu: If the time could be restarted, would you still stick to the original practice?

Shao Kou: I think, I will.

Bianmu smiled sarcastically: Even if you know I will go crazy?

Shao Kou: Personal emotions can never override the people. I am a policeman, and I am destined to be passionate.

Bian Mu: You are the people's policeman, but not my own Shao Kou. What do you mean?

Shao Kou: Can’t we have both?

Bianmu: Impossible.

Shao Kou: I will come back after finishing the case, you have to wait for me.

Bian Mu smiled sarcastically again: "Okay, I'll wait for you, but what you see will be a blackened Bian Mu, I hope you will not be incomplete.