[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

"Maybe." Muke said, "My guardian wants me to care about the world and respect the rules."

Will let out a laugh, and he nodded his head down, but turned his eyes up to look at Muke, who could see a smile on his cheek, which was a... "strange" Will said The answer, "That's too orthodox and broad."

Then there was a little teasing doubt in his smile, this answer broke Will's irritability, he doesn't like to profile people who are not work objects, although he can't control the empathy he always shows ability, but at least he can keep his mouth shut.

However, this conversation changed from what Will thought was the sharp and rude kind of probing dominance to a kind of lively and friendly curiosity, "Sometimes I feel like a child, although you look mature and stable, it seems that it is just Neglect of things that don't interest you, and it seems your guardian thinks so too, at what age did he tell you that?"

Mu Ke opened his mouth, and he found that the tip of his tongue was on the edge of his upper teeth. He wanted to say something, but his body moved before his brain could think of a textual reply, and he closed his mouth for his own thoughts. From Will's point of view, it looked like a rabbit retracted its forelimbs when it couldn't get the carrot hanging in the air, closed its three-petal mouth and rubbed its face with its forelimbs. "Is this part of your profile? I thought I was at least in my teens."

Will was stunned for a moment, "It can also be said that there are strong feelings, longing for the company of the same kind, resisting authority, and shaping an independent personality. But," he pondered for a while, continued, "the performance of puberty has a lot to do with the physiological changes of the human body. Relationship. Were you just... acting like a baby...?"

Mu Ke took a step forward, hugged Will's hanging waist with both hands, kissed Will's nose tip, cheek, and the corner of his mouth, but he didn't put the kiss on the center of his lips. He buried his head and rubbed the corner of his forehead. Looking at the stubble on Will's profile, "That's it. What new things does this allow you to add to your profile?"

Will put his fingers on Muke's cheekbones and lifted his face, looking into Muke's eyes, Will temporarily retracts what he said before, Muke's black eyes are very similar to those of his dogs , very similar! "You are by no means a rebellious teenager. The word shame has never appeared in your world."

"Should I change it?"

Will heard himself laugh, and he caught his breath before saying, "No, you don't have to. Can I kiss you now?"

"You have to complete your answer sheet first."

"eh..." Will raised his head, his gray-green eyes rolled, "I don't want to say that word again, I think I still have this word. I see your politeness is weak , but your emotion is still there, it's just not intense. It makes me feel...peaceful when I'm with you. You're never lost, I think that's connected to that word, lost is always just trying to convince Your other people. You know what you want, I guess... no, that's what I think. What does that get me back?"

"Well, I don't know... This is not a denial of your answer, I can give you everything," Muke said, "We can finish the last proposal first."

Mu Ke held Will by the waist and lifted him up to let Will sit on the first floor of the bookshelf. Will lowered his head and kissed Mu Ke's lips, and clamped Mu Ke's ribs with his knees.He grabbed the hair on the back of Muke's head, which may have brought slight pain to Muke, and Will felt the strength of the other person in his mouth also increased.

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"These dishes are not as scary as you said, at least I won't break up with you because of them." Will held a glass of iced milk in his hand. There was no coffee or tea at Muke's house, and only iced milk was left for Will. , hot milk and direct drinking water three options.

Will's profiling was exchanged for a meal made by Muke, which was not very rich, just a plate of chicken and mushroom stew-these and a few eggs were the only ingredients in the refrigerator, and Muke said he hadn't had time yet to go shopping.

At least it made Will feel more human in this spotless, well-decorated house.

Muke was putting away all the used plates and bringing them into the kitchen. He tried the bowls and chopsticks for Will, but the ending still told him that the best way was to change the plates, knives and forks back.

"need my help?"

"Just three plates."

But Will still followed Muke in, although all he could do was hold the milk and watch Muke wash the dishes.Mu Ke rolled up his sleeves, and Will saw a scar on his right forearm, which was very long and almost spanned the entire arm. The scar was very faint, and the new tissue had no obvious unevenness. Restored to the limit.

When Muke wiped the three plates and put them back in the cabinet, Will took his arm, "How did this come about?"

Mu Ke didn't pull down his sleeves in a hurry, he didn't deliberately try to cover up the scar, "I blocked the spear with my arm, and that gun left me with such a scar."

But he wouldn't bother to tell the story of the gun either.

Will didn't press the question, but mentioned another matter, "Freddy Lautz wanted to write a book with Abigail's story, and Abigail agreed."

"But you don't want her to do that." Mu Ke has never met Freddie Lautz, but he knows how bold the articles written by this reporter will be. This kind of boldness can sometimes hurt people, such as using Crazy to describe Will getting the little mongoose baring its fangs.

Will was always too lazy to hide his hostility in interpersonal communication. Freddie was lucky enough to experience it. It's a pity that this reporter is not only bold in writing articles, but also bold in psychology. Will's threats are not enough to force her to retreat.

Will didn't come to Muke specifically for this matter, although this was also part of the reason.When Abigail tells Will and Hannibal that she wants to write the book about her and her serial killer father in which the two will inevitably appear, both Will and Hannibal try to tried to stop them, but Abigail didn't accept their advice.

Abigail's indifference to getting the two's consent makes Will feel powerless, knowing that Abigail won't take his advice about why others are judgmental.Abigail has a sense of control, she longs to keep things within the bounds of her wish, but a chick can't do it well, Will is worried about her decision, and also lost, the relationship between the two The emotional connection is not equal.

He had already gone home after leaving the Haven Sanitarium, but when he walked in the door, he ran back into the car and drove all the way to Baltimore, pushing open Muke's unlocked door.

"They have no way to control public opinion, and what they get in the end may not be what Abigail wants. I worry that she will get hurt."

"Do you mind if I go and see Abigail tomorrow?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Will didn't come running over to seek help in misery, and he didn't want Mu Ke to look at him like that, he just wanted to find someone to talk to.

"I already knew about it and I couldn't turn a blind eye."

Will sighed back into his chest, leaned his back against the counter, and put his hands on the countertop, "Like I said, you always know what you want."

"how about you?"

"I'm trying to figure it out, get Abigail to drop the idea, or sex" Will saw Muke's eyes blink a few times, "Not tonight," he explained again, "I left my The dog came running, and they haven't eaten yet."

"A dog is more important than me?"

"You're as important as they are, so mine doesn't forget that they're still hungry after the two of us finish dinner."

Will would have to admit one day that Mooko was so intensely attracted to him, he'd already mentioned the emotional one, now it was the sexual one.He wanted to touch the scar on Muke's arm, and the thought made him shudder.

"I should go back." Will straightened up and gave Mu Ke a hug.

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Mu Ke went to Haven Sanatorium on the second day. There was a small greenhouse with a few tables and chairs in the sanatorium, and patients sometimes came here to rest.

But now at this temperature, the green leaves are still hanging on the branches, and there are no flower buds growing on the branches.Muke and Abigail sat at the table by the window, letting the bright sunlight pour in. It was eight o'clock in the morning, and no other patients had come here.

Muke straight to the point told Abigail about the book that Freddie Lautz was going to write.

"I hate when people think I helped my father kill those girls," Abigail said.

"Have you ever read the stories about the Zodiac Killer or Jack the Ripper?" Mooko asked.

"I know, what's wrong?"

"What do you think people will say about these stories? It's never about dead girls or serial killers, it's just about the thrill, which includes sympathy. Even the news is just a stranger's gossip. Talk, and a novel? They'll just treat it as a pastime."

Abigail leaned back on the chair, clasped her hands on her lap, and avoided Muke's gaze, "So? Am I going to make those people think I'm an accomplice forever?"

"Keep your father in the social section of the newspaper a few months ago, stop bringing it up in public, go to another state where no one knows you, people are forgetful, you're young, you have decades to go You get through."

Abigail raised her head and looked directly at Mu Ke, with some tears in her pure blue eyes, "I can't, the family of the deceased filed a lawsuit for compensation for wrongful death, and I won't take any money from my father's house and inheritance." No. That’s all I have left. Writing a book will bring me money, and I want to use that money to go to college.”

Mu Ke silently handed her a few pieces of paper, and then said, "If there is no such thing as money, would you be willing to stop writing this book?"

"Reminiscing about those events makes me sick and I still have nightmares seeing those girls."

Abigail hesitated about the book before Freddie asked about the money.

"I can finance your college expenses."

"What," Abigail froze, "do you want to adopt me?"

Will and Hannibal might do it, but Mook Abigail doesn't think he likes himself much, and he doesn't seem to like anyone but Will.

Mu Ke shook his head, "You will be an adult in one year, I don't think it's necessary, and the review bureau will not pass my adoption qualification review."

"Why, it's a lot of money."

"Not for me, and I want to help you. I will support you until you finish college, and you don't have to pay back the money. If you are still worried about the impact of your father's case on you, I can help you change your status .”

Abigail was still immersed in surprise, and after taking a long time to calm down, "Who the hell are you? Are you the heir to the family property in some movie?"

"No, I do a meaningless job, but they pay me a lot of money."