The days when I was targeted by the soul of actor A

"I know your mother is a victim of Jiang's Type [-] product, but you see that there are tens of thousands of victims. Can we manage it?"

"That's right, it's true that our police station is doing charity."

"Hey, regardless of this, have you resolved the file transfer of the director's son?"

"No, I'll go and solve the file for him right away."

The two policemen skipped him and chatted as if no one else was there.

The scene seemed to be still in front of his eyes.

The world in the dream was still silent. No matter how Li Zhao struggled, he couldn't get close to those two people, let alone make a sound.

"Xiao Zhao?"

The boy's warm body temperature came up, dispelling the nightmare of the long night.

"......Um."

Li Zhao opened his eyes, let the young man hug him, and rarely resisted, as if he was using his warmth to forget the dream just now.

They have been moving out for over a semester.

In the last month of his third year of high school, Li Zhao settled down on his college aspirations; Lu Yuan also became more determined about his career as a soldier, and participated in the military academy interview.

Like his elder sister, Lu Yuan disliked Mr. Lu's control, which Li Zhao knew since he was a child.

They don't want to be controlled, they don't want to be the Lu family's machines, and they don't want to follow the Lu family's arrangement, marry an Omega who is helpful to the Lu family, sacrifice their love and wishes, and live a life dedicated to the Lu family.

But everything is by no means as bright as Lu Yuan imagined.

Even someone like Lu Qingge had shed a layer of skin in order to get rid of Mr. Lu's control.

The summer night was long and sultry, and Lu Yuan still had no restraint in doing things.

Li Zhao lay panting on the bed, sweat oozed from his pitch-black hair, flowed across his pale outline, across his Adam's apple, and finally stayed on his collarbone, where it was licked off by Lu Yuan.

"Xiao Zhao's sweat is also sweet." Lu Yuan licked the corners of his lips eagerly.

Li Zhao looked down at him. The boy's blond hair was wet with sweat, and his smile was wild, making it unbearable to torture him.

As if possessed, he did something he had wanted to do for a long time.

Li Zhao reached out and touched Lu Yuan's brow bone, where the brow nail was taken off, leaving a small hole through it, "Does it hurt?"

"Xiao Zhao, are you stupid?" Lu Yuan bit his hand, then kissed his fingertips reluctantly, "I've been beaten for several years, and I don't feel it anymore."

Li Zhao remembered the brow nails he had put on himself in anger, and the scenes of quarrels were still vivid in his memory, "Your body is hairy and skinny, it's my parents, don't do this again."

Lu Yuan understood why he said that.

When Li Zhao came to his house, he was alone, and the only connection he had with his parents was the body they left him.

So Li Zhao has always cherished his body very much, and never allowed him to hurt himself.

Lu Yuan couldn't bear to see his eyes like this, and slid into the bed with a low body, creating the next Li Zhao who was absent-minded and unable to think.

Summer dreams are long, but they also pass quickly.

Seeing that it was almost June, in the examination room, Li Zhao put down his pen and handed in the examination paper that was destined to result long ago. At this time, Lu Yuan had already started school for more than a month.

"Ah, Xiao Zhao is back."

The aunt who was busy in the yard saw Li Zhao from afar, and waved to him with a smile, "Master is waiting for you upstairs."

Li Zhao smiled with her very shallowly, pushed the door into the Lu family compound, put down his schoolbag, and followed Mr. Lu's secretary to the study on the second floor.

This was the first time he had been invited into the study since he entered this home.

For 13 years, Lu Yuan didn't notice it, and neither did the aunts in the yard, but he was very clear about his position and role in the Lu family - when he took him home, Mr. Lu had already written a book about his life. Alright script.

"How about it, Xiao Zhao, have you made up your mind, do you want to take your father's class?"

Sure enough, Mr. Lu stated his purpose straightforwardly.

Li Zhao seemed calm, but the hands stretching the corners of his clothes had already exposed his emotions.

He knows the pain of being powerless, and the experience of being an ant made his desire for power engraved in his bones.

He understood that if he really wanted to have a future with Lu Yuan, then he must seize this opportunity.

Even though Lu Yuan is not happy that he is associated with the Lu family, for Li Zhao, his fate must be in his own hands, no matter what the process is.

He's a Beta, so what.

He thought that Lu Yuan may not understand now, but their purpose is the same, and all of this can be explained.

"Ah."

He heard himself answer Mr. Lu, and took the pen for signing.

...

Li Zhao took over his father's previous position, met different people with Mr. Lu every week, and weaved his own network step by step.

"Hey, the handsome guy is here again, are you interested in getting a tattoo?"

Under the Lu's building, everyone else avoided Li Zhao because of his temperament, only the owner of the tattoo parlor dared to greet him every time.

Li Zhao nodded, got into Mr. Lu's car, and listened to Mr. Lu asking his secretary about Lu Yuan's situation.

...

Lu Yuan's school is strictly controlled, and he may not talk to him once a week. Every time, he is blocked by Mr. Lu first, and then calls over quietly.

"It's still a month, does Xiao Zhao miss me? I miss you every night..." The young man's hoarse voice was telling what he thought about Li Zhao every night.

Holding the microphone, Li Zhao felt that the cold microphone was getting hot, which made his ears turn red.

"Restrain yourself, don't cause accidents during daytime practice." Li Zhao reminded him.

Lu Yuan on the other end didn't know where he was hit by this sentence, and his voice was more cheerful, but time waited for no one, he could only talk about serious things, "Xiao Zhao, I will go back in one month, today I Signed to the position of the management authority, who has nothing to do with the old man, when I go back, we will no longer be controlled."

Li Zhao hesitated for a while, congratulated him, and then said, "It doesn't mean you have to be controlled if you have anything to do with it. Sometimes in order to achieve your goal, you have to compromise in the process."

There was a lot of noise on Lu Yuan's side, and I don't know what the alarm was. He only answered a few words in a hurry, and the phone was hung up, and I don't know if he heard it.

...

The next time Li Zhao received a call from him was more than ten days later.

"Mr. Li, what's your phone number?" The little secretary quietly opened the door and slipped into the meeting room.

Li Zhao saw the caller ID at a glance, and subconsciously looked at Mr. Lu who was speaking. Then he answered the call calmly and left the meeting room quietly.

"Xiao Zhao?"

Lu Yuan over there seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Well, I'm here. I just had something to do." Li Zhao remembered that he didn't have much time, so he didn't say much.

Lu Yuan leaned against the microphone, as if trying to catch his voice, so the voice was very close, "Does Xiao Zhao miss me? I haven't called for so long, you won't forget me, right?"

As soon as the meeting room door slammed, people who filed out met Li Zhao squarely.

Li Zhao paused, then pretended to be calm and said, "No."

A familiar siren came from the other end.

Lu Yuan still had a lot to say, but in the end he could only leave a hasty reminder, "Don't forget me, you are mine."

"Xiao Zhao? You're back."

Old Lu's secretary approached.

Li Zhao hung up the phone, put it in his pocket naturally, and followed his steps downstairs.

There is still the tactile feeling of the phone in his hand, and the warmth of Lu Yuan's words seem to be in his ears.

...

The Lu Family Courtyard.

The courtyard was rarely lively, and the aunt was busy arranging the courtyard.

"Are you back?" Elder Lu looked at Auntie Bucai and asked in a rare way.

The aunt said while serving the meal, "Hurry up, didn't you say you'll be back in the morning, and the young master's birthday cake is also frozen."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside.

It was Lu Yuan who came back.

Elder Lu saw the boy in black at a glance, "He's back."

"En." Lu Yuan answered him indifferently, handed the luggage to the concierge who came forward, sat down at a place far away from Mr. Lu, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Where's Xiao Zhao?"

"As soon as I came back, I asked Xiao Zhao, I really care about it." Lu Lao said with a pun, and finally glanced at the assistant.

The assistant said, "Xiao Zhao? At the company."

Lu Yuan stopped drinking water, then raised his head suddenly, "Company?"

"You don't know?" Mr. Lu lowered his head and drank the soup slowly, explaining lightly, "Xiao Zhao joined the company to do things for me, and his father's previous position, Beta is still very useful."

Mr. Lu didn't seem to know his little things. After drinking the soup, he wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin, and said, "By the way, since you're back, come with me to meet the Omega at Old Li's house in a few days."

No matter how hard it was, Lu Yuan understood what was going on, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay."

"...You came back so early?" Li Zhao just came in, he was taken aback by the atmosphere at first glance, and then he took his seat and said, "Happy birthday."

"Happy?" Lu Yuanwu picked up some food with his chopsticks, and said in an unclear manner, "I'm really happy."

Li Zhao grew up with him, and felt something was wrong almost the moment he opened his mouth, and his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't explain much because Mr. Lu was present.

It was rare for Lu Yuan to come back, and it was another birthday, so many guests came to the Lu family this evening.

It was not until late at night that Lu Yuan escaped from the group of middle-aged toasts and stumbled back to the room.

"Slow down." As soon as he entered the room, Li Zhao had already supported him.

Lu Yuan subconsciously shook off his hand, "Don't touch me."

He didn't have much strength, but Li Zhao staggered as if he was in pain, and his right hand helped the corner of the table without any trace, and then he stabilized his figure.

Lu Yuan noticed his reaction keenly, moved her fingertips, but did not help him.

Li Zhao poured a glass of warm honey water, put it beside him, and really kept a distance from him obediently, and sat down not too far away, "You drank too much, let's talk when you wake up."

"I'm awake." In the dim light, Lu Yuan stared at the lemon core swirling in the glass of water. After a long time, his deep voice sounded again, "Actually, you never liked me, did you?"

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been pestering Li Zhao.

After leaving home, he took the initiative to call every time, and Li Zhao never mentioned the matter of being in the old man's company.

Even today, Li Zhao already knew that he was coming back, but he still stayed at the company and arrived late.

He seems to have always been so calm and calm, always so calm.

"Why do you say that?" Li Zhao looked up, unable to see clearly in the darkness, "Is it because I joined Mr. Lu's company?"

"No..." Lu Yuan moved his lips, and finally said, "That's right, how did you agree to me when I left? I thought we had already reached a consensus."

Li Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Lu Yuan, I'm not you. Without these, our consensus will never be realized."

Lu Yuan raised his hand to wipe his face, stood up, his tall figure blocked the light from the crack of the door.

Li Zhao looked up, only seeing his back, and the back of the boy's shaved head.

"You are always for these, and I will never be as important as them."

"I won't do this again, you are free, goodbye."

The boy's voice was hoarse after drinking, it was lower than before, but it seemed to weigh heavily on Li Zhao's heart.

Li Zhao opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.

The door was closed as the owner left, and there was a creaking sound, and the sound fell on the empty old house, like a stone falling into a deep pool, gently and insignificantly.

Lu Yuan left for a whole year.

It's just that he never expected that Li Zhao would have been transferred away by Mr. Lu by the time he got over his anger and went home.

The furnishings in the room remained the same, and the large furniture was covered with a transparent dust cover, and everything was no different from the night they broke up.

It's just that the sofa that Li Zhao was sitting on was empty at the moment.

"Jingle Bell----"

The landline in the room rang.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Lu?"

The familiar female voice asked in an official voice, apparently it was not the first time calling.

"Yes." Lu Yuan vaguely remembered the voice, but couldn't remember who it was, "May I ask who you are?"

"We are Lanshengsheng Jewelry. It's like this. You made an engagement ring with us a year ago, but you haven't come to pick it up. We can't get in touch with you. We can only keep calling this number. Thank God, we finally got through. May I ask you..."

"No need." Lu Yuan replied unconsciously. The female voice on the opposite side was explaining the consequences of this action, but his eyes fell on the empty sofa, and he suddenly interrupted, "I'll get it tomorrow. Trouble."

The salesman was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded repeatedly, left his contact information and hung up the phone, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

Not long after Lu Yuan put down the phone, the landline rang again.

He picked it up without saying a word, and asked habitually, "Any questions?"

"Mr. Li?" the male voice at the other end asked suspiciously.

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment before realizing, "I am his...brother."

"Oh, that's right. Please tell Mr. Li that this month's rent has not been paid yet."

"Rent?" Lu Yuan asked.

"Yes, the apartment in the western suburbs, sir, don't you know?"

"Well, I really don't know." Lu Yuan replied meaningfully, and then asked for the detailed address of the apartment before agreeing that the other party would send the money.

...

Li Zhao's apartment is in a residential building in the western suburbs, half an hour's drive from the Lu family compound.

Lu Yuan drove all the way in, the car passed through the tube building, and finally got out of the car and walked.

The apartment is on the fifth floor of a residential building, whether it is high or low.

Lu Yuan went all the way up, avoiding the sundries and potted plants in the stairwell. He didn't feel shabby, but he felt more and more the breath of life in the building.

It's the feeling of being alive.

He couldn't help but think of the home he and Li Zhaoyao had thought about. The house they planned to live in after they moved out was almost the same as the one in front of them.

Standing in front of the dilapidated iron gate, Lu Yuan thought of the person he hadn't seen for a year. Although his face was expressionless, his heart couldn't help beating wildly.

"Crack--"

The old-fashioned door lock was easily opened.

Lu Yuan opened the door and walked in slowly, but his steps gradually slowed down——

No one has been here for a long time.

There was a thick layer of dust on the furniture.

It's just that Lu Yuan looked at the carefully arranged sofas, tables and chairs, as well as the small ornaments and flowers and plants on the table, as if the owner didn't think about leaving at the beginning, but just went out suddenly and never came back.

Lu Yuan walked all the way into the living room, and saw the familiar pile of magnets on the refrigerator, and there was a dusty post-it note in the middle.

The font on it is drawn with iron hooks and silver hooks, which are Li Zhao's handwriting.

Lu Yuan stood there like a piece of wood, and didn't tear up the piece of paper, but just stared blankly at the writing on it——

"Welcome to our new home, happy birthday, Li Zhao."

It was signed on the night of his birthday a year ago.

Li Zhao's late arrival that day, Li Zhao's stagger when being pushed, every detail came to mind...

...

"You are always for these, and I will never be as important as them."

"I won't do this again, you are free, goodbye."

...

And what he left to Li Zhao in the end was actually these words.

Lu Yuan did not expect that this would be the last time he came into contact with Li Zhao's handwriting in the next six years.

The man had never kept his promise like this, and he really never appeared in front of him again.

When he wants to meet someone, the world can be very small, as small as thousands of kilometers away, and he can spend a day on the train and transfer to the bus just to see Li Zhao on his birthday.

When you don't want to see someone, the world can be very big, so big that even though you are in the same city, he hasn't seen Li Zhao again in ten years.

What he didn't even expect was that their meeting again would be on such an occasion.