[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

"Yes, she is a real person, with dirty eyes, malnourished, jaundiced, paralyzed liver . . . insane."

"Will, Will!"

Will trembled, and looked at Muke subconsciously. Muke was frowning, and Will said, "I'm here."

"Come here and let me hug you."

Will didn't move, Mu Ke looked at him for a while and sighed, then sat a little over there and hugged Will's shoulder.

"This will be a good medicine." Will leaned his face against Muke's neck, and Muke raised his head to make it more comfortable for him to lean on. The heat from Will's forehead passed through a thin layer of skin, but Mu Ke realized something, reached out and touched Will's forehead, "You have a fever."

"I know, it's just a low-grade fever, don't worry about it."

Mu Ke passed a few spiritual powers in his palm, which couldn't cure him directly, but at least it could relieve the fever.Will rubbed Muke's palm sideways.

"Do you still want to stay here?"

"I'm going to Quantico tomorrow. The body has already been transported back, and Beverly will bring that layer of dead skin back to the laboratory."

"Closer from Baltimore, you can get more sleep."

"Well, I'll go to your place. Can you drive?"

Mu Ke hugged Will and turned his head to look at the driver's seat and steering wheel, "eh...yeah..."

Will patted the back of Muke's hand to signal him to release it first, then took out a key from his bag and gave it to him, "I'll go and talk to Beverly."

Mu Ke also hugged the blanket from Will, and Will walked to Beverly, the two talked in a low voice, Mu Ke put the blanket on the passenger seat, and sat in the driver's seat to put the car keys in.

Mu Ke has studied the engine of a car. He was very interested in human machinery back then, and he could even try to draw a blueprint, but he never learned how to drive.Locomotives are within his acceptable range, but a closed iron box like a car cannot be favored by him outside of mechanical design.

But he still has a few back-up plans for getting the car moving.

Will opened the car door and went to Muke's side, and the blanket was crumpled up by him and placed behind his back.

Mu Ke held the steering wheel and pretended that he was driving, but actually pushed the wheels forward with spiritual power.

Will looked out the window for a while, and suddenly mentioned, "I called Abigail, and she said she was fine by herself."

"You accepted"

"what"

"My approach."

Will spread his hands, "It works, Abigail is doing well, so I don't need to bring her back to this sad place."

Mu Ke smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Will didn't fall asleep in the car, but just watched the scenery slide out the window all the way to the rear.

When they arrived in Baltimore, Will followed Muke into a place he was familiar with, and Muke brought Will a glass of water.

Mu Ke was digging out another pillow from the cabinet, and Will was holding a water glass, and cast the rising water mist to see the movement of Mu Ke's infraspinatus and trapezius muscles wrapped in his white shirt.

He suddenly remembered something, "Muko, did you come to Wolf Trap the night before yesterday? I remember you were injured."

Mu Ke found a long pillow, hugged it in his arms, walked into the bedroom, and threw the pillow on the bed.

"Did I see hallucinations again?"

Mu Ke touched Will's temples, "...No, I went to Wolf Trap."

"What happened to the wound"

"Meet a wolf, it gave me a wound, and I killed it. The wound has been treated, don't worry."

"I forgot about it. I shouldn't have sent you to Delaware tonight. Has the wound healed?"

"A thin crust. I'm in Wilmington, which is very close to Greenwood. If you let me go to Mexico in the middle of the night... I might book a flight and sleep on the plane." Answering, Mu Ke patted him on the back, "You go to the bathroom first, there are new toiletries and pajamas."

After Will came last time, Mu Ke prepared an extra set and kept it at home.

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It's dark, damp, and smells of dust.Turn your head to the left and you can see a square of light.

There was the sound of closing the door, followed by the sound of footsteps wearing slippers, a pair of hands pressing down on the bed, and there was a creak of wood.

Dangling pajamas and slender ankles appeared in the light.

Grabbing one of the ankles with both hands, he pulled hard towards him.

"Ah—!" There was a piercing scream.

She couldn't drag Beth LeBow all under the bed, her head stuck outside.She crawled out from under the bed and gazed at the blurred face she couldn't make out.

The blur was like a mask, and she wanted to uncover this annoying mask, so she put her hand into Beth Lebow's mouth and pulled it to both sides.

"what--!"

Lebo struggled, scratching her arm with both hands, but not a drop of blood flowed out.There is no blood circulation, and no living cells in the tissues link the circulatory system.

But LeBeau's blood flowed out, from the torn throat, from the huge gash where she had been pulled from the corner of her mouth to her ear, and the blood poured to the ground like a fountain.

Her hands were covered with sticky blood, Lebo couldn't scream anymore, and began to cough, blood choked into Lebo's nasal cavity, and his body bounced with coughing again and again.

She didn't know what she had done, but she was scared.

Mu Ke opened his eyes and looked at the curtain blown up by the wind, and the light outside the window cast a small spot of light on the ground.In this community, there will be no vehicles passing by on the road with horns blaring or lights on in the middle of the night, disturbing people's sleep.

This is a dream, and it is very difficult for Mu Ke to have a dream.

He looked at Will beside him. Will was lying curled up on his side, facing Muke's direction, one hand passed through the pillow under his head, Will was resting on his arm, and the other hand was bent and grasped side of the quilt.

Will opened his mouth to breathe, a thin layer of sweat soaked on his forehead, and the curly hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat and stuck to his skin.Along the same bed and the same quilt, Muke heard Will's heartbeat.

Will suddenly shuddered, bounced off the bed, gasping for breath, sweat slid down the edge of his brow bone in a single drop.

Looking at the empty bedroom, he woke up from his dream and realized that he was in Mu Ke's house.

Will looked at Muke on the pillow, and found that the latter was also looking at him, "Did I wake you up?"

"No, I woke up before."

Will rubbed his forehead, took off his pajamas, which were wet on the back, and threw them aside.

"I had a nightmare about that case. I saw the murderer kill Beth LeBeau because she couldn't see LeBeau's face and thought it was a mask and she wanted to take it off. LeBeau drowned in In a pool of her own blood, and she didn't even know that she had killed someone."

Mu Ke also dreamed of the same scene.He knows the spells of dreaming and changing dreams, but he can control his own power and will not use these spells unconsciously.

And this was clearly Will's dream.

Will thought that Muke's silence was for the dream he was talking about, he scratched his hair and lay down again, and then he got Muke's hug.

Will immediately hugged back, his forehead pressed against Mu Ke's forehead, and felt Mu Ke's palm across his bare back.

Mu Ke scraped Will's cheek with the tip of his nose, aimed his lips at Will's lips, and kissed Will's lips, which gradually deepened.

Will's arms wrapped around the back of Muke's neck, making the two of them close to each other's chests until their breathing became disordered, and Will's breathing became hot from the low-grade fever that had not completely subsided.

"Are you still going to sleep?" The full hint came from Mu Ke.

"your injury"

"that's OK."

Will grabbed Muke's hand under the quilt, and Muke's palm was sweaty and slippery.

"Do you have condoms and lube here? No store is open right now."

"After you mentioned it last time, can I still not prepare anything?" There was a rare hoarseness in Mu Ke's voice, and there was a desire hidden behind it.

Of course, Mu Ke knew these physiological common senses, but before that, he had no need or interest to practice them.

Will laughed a few times, and the shadow of the dream almost dissipated.

Muke started to kiss Will's shoulder, and then his collarbone, he almost buried his head on Will's chest, only then heard the words ringing in his chest accompanied by the pounding of his heart, "Why are you always alone ?You are so adorable*”

"Not everyone likes me, most of them think I'm boring, and I don't like any of them."

"And what about your guardian, your mentor?"

"I respect him, but being around him makes me feel less interesting."

"They didn't see you clearly, but this...are we talking about your first love?"

"Yes, we are, and you are my first love, if that's the answer you want to hear."