self-control scale

The prescription that Zhuang Shihuai asked for at the beginning was indeed for his sister.Her younger sister has a congenital heart disease, and various well-known doctors in China said that she would not live past 20. Lao Zhuang didn't believe in evil, so he took her out to find a solution.

I took it out and went to various hospitals on the other side of the ocean, but I still couldn't find any effective method. The little girl's body didn't improve, and she became weaker day by day.

As a last resort, he only thought of making that deal with Luo Zijun at that moment.

Now that the matter of sealing the soul has been resolved, the matter of the prescription should be dealt with.

Dudu thought for a long time and said, "There are prescriptions, but immortality really doesn't exist. Apart from sealing the soul, I also found a way. It sounds a bit evil, and I think it's better not to tell him."

The two ran to the jujube tree in the backyard and dug up the roots. There was a rabbit hole in the root three feet deep, and there was a rusty box inside.If the person concerned doesn't say it, others may not be able to find it even if they turn the ground over.

The child carefully moved the box out like holding a baby, his eyes were shining.

There were a few sheets of paper in the box, and some very old objects that might sell for a fortune.

The child was overjoyed: "Look, these are all given to me by you."

Holding something he made a hundred years ago is a bit weird, but Luo Zijun really thinks those objects are very familiar.He regretted losing his memory a bit, but if he didn't lose it, he would be the Nobel Prize for Invention today.

The child rummaged through it for a long time, and took out a piece of brocade silk: "This is the recipe."

Luo Zijun shook his head and looked away, he was so frightened that he stopped breathing, and there were four big words on it: life for life.

The child said lightly: "Back then, I had thought of such a way to break your fate, but unfortunately you died before I could practice it. In the end, I could only use the soul sealing technique."

Life-for-life, as the name suggests, is to replace other fates with healthy Yangshou.In the early years, Luo Zijun had heard of such a unique skill in witchcraft in the southwest, but because the process was too cruel, it was firmly controlled and spread.

Teacher Luo opened his mouth, unable to speak.

The child also said: "It is best for the replacement to be young. The longer the life expectancy, the healthier the better. That's why many people like to use babies."

"then you……"

"I'm younger than you. When I was a medicine man, I took a lot of medicinal herbs. This body is still valuable, but it's just a cheap life. Life is worthless. If you give it to you, you will give it to you."

The child spoke in a calm and calm manner. Luo Zijun's eyes froze, and suddenly he thought that when he came back from supporting education, Xu Chen told him that the child thought he had a car accident and wanted to exchange all his organs for him, because he was "a useless person." Waste, waste is waste.”

Over the past hundred years, this person's mind towards him has never changed.

His heart was sore, he could only close his eyes and look back to stabilize his emotions.

Dudu hugged him from behind and buried his face in his waist.

Luo Zijun spent a long time thinking about breaking the topic: "Hey, I thought your personality should have changed a lot after you remembered it. Why are you still so clingy?"

The child gave him a big roll of eyes angrily: "What does clinginess have to do with personality?"

Teacher Luo stroked his wind-blown hair: "What does that have to do with it?"

Dudu glanced over with a wink: "It has something to do with liking you."

Luo Zijun had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

They finally decided to take this prescription back and let Zhuang Shihuai make his own decision.After all, it is a matter of life and death, and no one is qualified to make decisions for him.

But before Dudu took it back, he accidentally sent Lin Xiaoyuan a message.

At the end of the year, the Education Bureau held a commendation meeting for outstanding teachers. Teacher Luo, as the representative of the teaching support that year, gave a speech on stage. It is said that because of this teaching support, he not only became famous in newspapers but also on TV, and all the way from TV to Weibo.

The two strolled around the venue, Dudu had nothing to do, and used Luo Zijun's Weibo account to post a photo of Lao Luo backing the car.

Originally, Luo Zijun didn't want to attend today's dinner party. He was not interested in social things, but the child kept nagging at home, saying that he wanted to see Lao Luo in a suit and tie.

It is said that the prickly head suit wraps the long legs, which has a kind of ascetic beauty. If it is added with a big hummer, it is simply a walking hormone.

Luo Zijun laughed at him: "Why do you like taking pictures of me driving so much? It's endless, right?"

Dudu licked his lips, his ghostly eyes moved from his face to his neck, and then turned around in a big circle on his lower body: "Big green stubble with a big Hummer, hard-core."

Teacher Luo was so teased that he almost didn't come up.

He found that since the child regained his memory, his personality had changed 180 degrees, and he pretended to be deaf and dumb if he didn't like to listen.

Usually when he was fine, he always teased him with words.

This was Luo Zijun's prerogative in the past, but now it seems that he has fallen into the jaws of a tiger.There is a small hook in the eyes eager to try, and I always feel that I want to take him to bed and eat him alive.

"Cough...don't send me photos randomly."

"Why can't you post it? It's so handsome. Look, there are hundreds of replies in an instant."

There is a lot of crowing on Weibo, the girls are so bold, what licking the screen, what I can do, what I call Mrs. Luo, what my phantom limbs are hard, and there are still male fans. .

The child frowned and turned for a long time, and secretly cursed "Damn".

Luo Zijun shrugged with a smile: "You are reaping the consequences of your own evil."

Dudu glanced sweetly, and the dimples on his face bloomed beautifully: "They like you, they can't get you, you are still mine."

He patted Teacher Luo's face and jumped in.

The whole dinner was really lackluster. As expected, Luo Zijun won the Outstanding Teacher Contribution Award of the Year. When he took the stage, he said: "I have nothing to say. As a teacher, I only know that education is not a commodity, and children are not experiments; Have a conscience, and children have a future."

Really can't speak, the child rolled his eyes and dropped a jujube into his mouth.He sat in the first row and looked up at Luo Zijun, just like he looked up at Zhuang Baibu a hundred years ago.

Luo Zijun looked at the trophy in his hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "I want to give this award to someone else. Before I met him, I thought that being a teacher was a job. After I met him, I wanted to give him the world The most beautiful thing, I want to show him the most gentle scenery in the world, I want to shield him from the worst severe cold and heat in the world, and see that every child is an angel. I always feel that I am not good enough, and I am afraid that I will let him down. It is he who let me down Get better, so this award is for him."

As soon as the words were finished, the audience was in an uproar, and thunderous applause swarmed in, even mixed with some whistles.

Luo Zijun looked at the audience with gentle eyes, Dudu raised Erlang's legs and hooked the corner of his mouth, and kissed him silently.

At the end of the speech, there was an endless toast. Luo Zijun was famous for not drinking, but others didn't make things difficult for him.It's just that there is a leader at two meters and a reporter at five meters, so he can't get away from him.

The child didn't bother him, and watched quietly with a glass of wine.He has never been used to this kind of occasion, he has always been like this, and he still is like this now.

But what he didn't expect was that many of his old acquaintances were here.

Several of them were aunts and uncles I met in college before. When they saw the child smiling so browless, two of them pinched his face very familiarly, probably because he thought his face was pink, white and tender. It's easy to pinch when you get up.

Dudu smiled awkwardly and retreated steadily, thinking that you young people are too inconsiderate in etiquette.

"Long time no see, Dudu, he's getting more and more handsome!"

"Hello Auntie."

Someone nearby laughed at the girl in her thirties: "Did you hear that, they call you Auntie?"

Dudu knew that he had said the wrong thing, his face changed, and he added obediently: "Hello, sister."

The women laughed together and surrounded the children in a circle. Dudu was miserable and kept glancing in Lao Luo's direction.But right now, Mr. Luo is at his wits' end, so there's no time to take care of him.

The child pouted, found an excuse to go to the toilet, sneaked out of the crowd and went straight to the small balcony on the second floor.

On the open balcony, on a cold day, Dudu originally thought that the place was safe, but unexpectedly, there was already someone standing there—wearing a decent banquet dress and a thin suit jacket, it was cold just looking at it.

It's really a narrow Yuanjia Road, Du Chengyi frowned, turned around to leave, but was stopped by someone behind him as expected.

"The capital is easy."

Although her attitude of calling people by name and surname was not malicious, she was indeed not close. As an acquaintance, it looked more like she was angry with him.

Dudu squeezed out a self-conscious smile from his face, turned around and said, "Teacher Fang."

Yes, it is Fang Yiting who disappeared for a long time.

Fang Yiting was looking at him, and he was also looking at Fang Yiting.

This woman is still the principal of Dudu's original school. Apart from that, she is competitive on her own. In the past two years, she has held an important position in the education system, and her career has been smooth sailing.

She is not bad looking, her figure is well maintained, and the years have hardly left any traces on her body.

It's just that she has been single in the past few years, and a steady stream of introductions to her have crossed the threshold, and she refused to even look at them all.

How do children know these things?He heard that group of people gossiping at the reception just now.

"You have grown a lot taller." Principal Fang whispered softly.

"Thank you."

The child just wants to get out of this predicament as soon as possible.

Fang Yiting asked behind her back: "You, still, live together?"

The child's footsteps stopped.

I have no intention of fighting, but if the enemy wants to fight, I will not retreat.

"Ah."

"You know, you are still young, and he also...has a bright future."

Dudu waved his hand a little irritably: "Teacher, you don't need to worry about our affairs. Don't go around and don't be reconciled. It's been so many years. You know whether you can get him."

The child spoke too directly, and looked at her more provocatively.How could Fang Yiting not know what he said, she was just unwilling, thinking of herself, except for her gender, she was better than him in everything, which was not worthy of Luo Zijun's nostalgia.

Now that some things have nothing to do with feelings, she just can't afford to lose and is not reconciled.

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward, and the balcony door was pushed open with a bang.

The warm body temperature came from behind Dudu, wrapping him tightly in his arms, and the cold little hand was squeezed into the big one.

"What should I do if I catch a cold when I go outside without a coat?"

Luo Zijun's bass was soft and lingering. When the child squeezed his hand, he realized that there was a second person here.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Teacher Luo's formulaic greeting, formulaic smile, and publicity led the child to turn around and leave.

Fang Yiting was a little bit bitter. He watched the two huddled in their coats, holding hands tightly, and suddenly thought of Luo Zijun's attitude when Dudu was still her student, and the way he looked at him every time he came to school to help the children. He was also so domineering and acted like no one else. In fact, when he thought about it later, everything became clear at that time. This man, in the world enclosed for children, no one else could step in.

This is probably why she has not pierced this layer of paper for so long.

She knows that she has no chance of winning, and her personality never fights a battle that has no chance of winning.

But women sometimes lose because of this obsession, and not only women, but also people will make such low-level mistakes. Even if they think about it the next day and regret it as if they fucked a dog yesterday, they will still not be able to swallow this on the spot. tone.

"Luo Zijun, can you live with Du Chengyi for the rest of your life? No one can say for sure what will happen in the future. He graduated from university with a job. If he wants to fall in love or get married, how about you?"

The lines of a third-rate ethical drama.

Luo Zijun's voice was lukewarm: "You care too much."

"I don't want to care about you, but all these years I have something I have always wanted to ask, what is wrong with me? You know me... I am not as important as a child who is not your flesh and blood."

Fang Yiting trembled and said, "It's not your flesh and blood" directly poked Luo Zijun's sore spot. For the first time, he turned his face and pulled the child into his arms: "He is not flesh and blood, but flesh and blood, even the skin and bones .”

On the way back, the child was humming a little tune in a good mood, his legs were shaking like a sewing machine, Luo Zijun looked at him while driving: "So happy?"

Dudu turned his face out of the window and let out a vague humming sound.

"I said you are proud of your flesh and blood?"

The child smiled: "I found that you are quite shameless, before..."

Luo Zijun frowned: "The past is the past, and the present is the present. I'm not Zhuang Baibu, so don't keep making comparisons."

The child leaned his head against the window glass, and when the car drove over the uneven road, it was painful to watch.

Luo Zijun took off his coat and gently placed it beside his head.

"I know you're not, Luo Zijun. Strictly speaking, I'm not Jiang Ziling either, I'm still Du Chengyi, I just have his memory. Jiang Ziling is dead, he died 100 years ago, no one can live forever,"

The child looked at the neon lights outside the window, and the flashes in his eyes alternated.

"Recently, I've been thinking about one thing."

"what?"

"How to get rid of those rotten peach blossoms around you."

Luo Zijun sighed: "Don't worry, I really don't have any rotten peach blossoms around me. Few girls have confessed to me since I was a child."

The child sat up straight: "Is there a boy?"

"No, no, why are you so jealous."

Luo Zijun's hand patted the child's thigh reassuringly.

"Luo Zijun, I'm over 18." The child suddenly said, "I'm not breaking the law if you go."

Teacher Luo slammed on the brakes and almost jumped onto the sidewalk.The child hooked his mouth, tilted his head with one hand, and leaned towards Luo Zijun with the other.

"I don't like them coveting you. I didn't dare to say it before, but now I dare. I am a very possessive person. I want you to belong to me completely from here to here."

The child's cold fingertips picked Luo Zijun's cardigan, and through the bottoming shirt, it went all the way down from his chest. Wherever he went, a prairie fire raged.