The slag of quick time travel is difficult to attack

Under the guidance of He Zihuan, Lu Zhou has made rapid progress. Not only has his independent thinking ability been greatly improved, but his logical thinking has become increasingly rigorous.One month later, there were no problems that could bother him. Lu Zhou no longer needed to ask He Zihuan for advice, but could discuss it with men, and even hesitantly put forward opposing arguments.

So when He Zihuan got Lu Zhou's full-A report card on the second day of the test, he was not surprised, but the man who still got double-A's mental strength and physical strength test results raised his eyebrows.

He thought that Lu Zhou's mental condition was not completely stable now, and his mental strength could not reach A-level. He didn't expect... probably Liszt's one-year training not only destroyed Lu Zhou's personality, but also made him resistant after suffering. Ascending, the two offset each other to maintain A-level mental power.

He Zihuan looked at the anxious person sitting on the sofa beside him, raised the corner of his mouth and handed over the evaluation sheet, and said in a gentle tone, "You did a good job."

Lu Zhou's heart skipped a beat, he took the report card with his lips tightly pressed, held his breath unconsciously, and carefully read every word without blinking.After reading it, I was stunned for two seconds in disbelief, and suddenly burst into a bright smile, looking at He Zihuan with bright eyes, full of joy and excitement, and gratefully called out "Sir, I..." but didn't know what to say.

He Zihuan gave a rare smile, which made Lu Zhou's heart beat faster, "With your grades, you will definitely be admitted to the Imperial University's Department of Medicine, and you will be able to enroll in November." Although the admission result has not yet been announced, He Zihuan's words are more important than the admission notice. Security.

Lu Zhou was stunned for a moment, his heart was beating fast, and his smile became more and more charming.

Very good!He was finally able to go to university and realize his childhood dream of becoming a doctor!

Lu Zhou took a deep breath, stared at He Zihuan sincerely, "Thank you, sir, thank you."

He Zihuan smiled, and said in a deep voice: "You don't need to thank me, this is the result of your own hard work, and it is the path you should have taken."

Lu Zhou was still grateful to He Zihuan, it was the man who gave him a new life.

With the reconstruction of his mind, Lu Zhou's slavishness gradually receded, and he no longer took what Liszt did for granted, and no longer believed that he was inferior.

On the one hand, he felt disgusted and painful about the past year, and tried to forget it.On the other hand, Lu Zhou was grateful to He Zihuan for allowing him to be reborn and for teaching him how to live alone.For Lu Zhou, the man pulled him back from hell, and he even yearned for the tenderness and protection of the other party.

Lu Zhou, who was not fully recovered, couldn't deal with such a contradiction. He subconsciously regarded Liszt and He Zihuan as two people.The legacy of Stockholm Syndrome made Lu Zhou attribute everything Liszt did to the contract, so as to appease his heart that he couldn't help being close to He Zihuan.

The clear dependence in Lu Zhou's eyes was about to overflow, He Zihuan squinted his eyes, and changed the topic, "You will sleep in your own room from tonight, you should get used to sleeping alone."

Lu Zhou froze for a moment, stiff and motionless like a piece of wood, suddenly at a loss.He stared at the man and muttered, "Mr... sir..." His clear head turned into a muddy mess again.

Yeah, he shouldn't be sleeping on the same bed with my husband... The husband doesn't need to solve his needs for him anymore... They are not in a relationship that can share the same bed... I am just... what is it...

Obviously it was a matter of course, but Lu Zhou's chest felt very tight.He clenched his fists, looked at He Zihuan who was waiting for his answer without changing his expression, nodded his head in a panic, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I, I understand." He lowered his eyes to avoid the man's sight, inexplicably embarrassed, Afraid that the other party will find out their own loss.

At night, the two were doing their own things in the study, and He Zihuan didn't even glance at Lu Zhou.Lu Zhou frequently cast his gaze at He Zihuan, and then quickly looked away.He forced himself to focus on the books, but he couldn't concentrate, and he didn't understand what the mixed feelings in his chest were.

Near midnight, He Zihuan put away the documents, got up and said calmly, "Go back to your room and rest." After finishing speaking, I really didn't care about Lu Zhou, and went back to my room to wash and go to bed.

"Yes." Lu Zhou nodded in response, watched He Zihuan enter the master bedroom, and then walked into the next room with his head down after a while.

He took a shower, dressed, lay down on the bed, and curled himself up in a daze.In the dark, he closed his eyes tightly, endured the coldness that hit him, and tried his best to stabilize his mental strength.It was clearly his own room, but there was no familiar aura around him, so strange and frightening.

After deciding to let Lu Zhou go to college, He Zihuan asked Ian to take Lu Zhou out every day, so that he could adapt to the crowd as soon as possible and exercise his communication skills.

At the beginning, Lu Zhou was trembling just standing on the street in front of the building. He panicked because of the crowds of people, and his mental power fluctuated greatly. In less than a minute, he was taken back to the villa due to his poor mental state.

Don't look at Ian as a gentle gentleman, he is very Spartan in training.Except for the study time, Lu Zhou will be forced to communicate with people in streets, shopping malls, clubs, parties and other places.On the premise that his mental strength does not collapse, Ian pushed people to the critical point, pushing the opponent's limit time and time again.

Now Lu Zhou is able to go shopping alone in a crowded shopping mall. Although his voice is slightly nervous, he communicates with the shopping guide clearly.

It stands to reason that he should be able to sleep alone, but Lu Zhou missed the man's breath every second, and He Zihuan's handsome face appeared in front of his eyes. He seemed to have lost the warmth and protection he had always relied on, panicked and lost.

Two hours later, Lu Zhou, who was stiff and sweat-drenched in his pajamas, opened his eyes suddenly, got out of bed in a panic, and couldn't control himself to walk quickly to the master bedroom.

The moment he quickly pressed the touch lock, he stopped suddenly, clenched his fist tightly with the other hand, gritted his teeth and stared at the door lock, his eyes full of struggle.

He Zihuan calmly opened his eyes inside the door. Lu Zhou's mental power fluctuated uneasy, and he couldn't sleep because of this. At this moment, he clearly sensed that the other party was outside the door.

Lu Zhou's expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness, he finally lowered his hands, sat down carefully by the door, curled up with his legs closed and closed his eyes.There was a man on the other side of the wall, and finally Lu Zhou's panic gradually calmed down.

He Zihuan raised his eyebrows, turned over to face the floor-to-ceiling windows, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lu Zhou stayed up all night, quietly returned to his room when the sky was turning white, sat alone outside the master bedroom the next night, and finally fell asleep in front of the man's door on the third day.

As soon as He Zihuan opened the door, he saw the man with his eyes closed, his lips parted slightly, and his face leaning against the wall with a pale face.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Lu Zhou for two seconds, took a long breath, leaned over and wrapped his arms around Lu Zhou's shoulders, and put his other hand through the opponent's legs to hug him horizontally.

Lu Zhou didn't sleep well. He frowned and snorted. He instinctively leaned close to the man's chest. After smelling the familiar breath with his nose, he loosened his brows and raised the corners of his mouth.

He Zihuan burst out laughing, really like a puppy.He carried him back to the next room, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and was about to leave.

Lu Zhou suddenly wrapped his arms around He Zihuan's waist, snuggled into the man's arms, muttered "Sir..." and then fell into a deep sleep.

He Zihuan froze, frowned and stared at Lu Zhou's stable side face. Seeing the black eyes, he didn't push away the man in his arms after all, sighed, wrapped his arms around his thin waist and fell asleep.When Lu Zhou fell into a light sleep, He Zihuan used his mental strength to comfort him and left without leaving a trace.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhou opened his eyes and looked around in a daze. Why did he go back to his room?He didn't remember when he fell asleep, and he didn't know how to get back to the room.But he... dreamed of Mr., as if sleeping in a man's arms, it was extra warm.

Lu Zhou looked at the empty bed beside him, remembered He Zihuan's distant and calm order, and twitched the corners of his mouth in self-deprecating manner, as expected, he was dreaming.

The Imperial Marshal, who has always been strict and self-disciplined, was late for the first meeting and did not show up until noon.Everyone was very curious, gossiping for a whole week, various versions of the rumors were absurd, but no one guessed that the reason was to put the child to sleep.

The habit is terrible. After a few days, Lu Zhou no longer ran to the door of the master bedroom in the middle of the night. After half a month, he was able to fall asleep in his own bed, although the quality and duration of sleep were not ideal.Before the start of school, Lu Zhou was able to sleep alone until dawn.

He Zihuan has been watching with cold eyes, and even took the opportunity to ask the doctor to adjust the dosage, and never touched Lu Zhou again.Lu Zhou still has two days of lust every month, but he doesn't have to have sex to get rid of it, he can vent it by himself.

Everything went according to He Zihuan's plan, and in a blink of an eye, tomorrow is the opening day of Imperial University.

After the meal, the two sat on the sofa, and He Zihuan took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice, "I'll see you off tomorrow."

Lu Zhou's eyes lit up, and he asked in disbelief, "Sir, will you send me to the school to register?"

He Zihuan nodded affirmatively, and Lu Zhou then smiled, his eyes overflowing with joy, "Thank you, sir."

He Zihuan looked at him and said calmly, "I'll leave after you stay. The dormitory has been arranged, two rooms, good privacy, and it will help you integrate into campus life."

Lu Zhou was struck by lightning for a moment, and the bridge was stunned.dormitory?Do you want him to live on campus?

After that, I won’t be able to see men every day... yes... my husband once said that I want to be an independent person... alone... no longer attached to anyone... including men...

I don't know if it's the deep-rooted obedience after training, or the dependence after being reshaped, or the feelings that he himself doesn't know, the fear of being abandoned suddenly surged in Lu Zhou's chest, and he raised objections to the man for the first time.His watery eyes were full of pleading, he leaned forward and said eagerly, "Sir, I can, I can't stop..."

Before he finished speaking, He Zihuan interrupted in a deep voice, "In the morning, I will take you to the Imperial Hospital to visit Lu Yunshen first, and then go to school."

Lu Zhou's pupils dilated, and he lost his voice in disbelief. Excitement and joy gushed out of his chest in the next second, and he asked tremblingly, "Really?"

He Zihuan nodded calmly, looked into the other person's black eyes and said word by word: "Really. I said that as long as you do well, you will continue to treat Lu Yunshen and let you meet."

Although Lu Zhou often talked with his father through video during this period, being able to touch his father face to face still made him almost cry.Lu Zhou wanted to thank He Zihuan, but he was stunned by the man's calm and calculating eyes, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

With a flash of his brain, the logical thinking cultivated by He Zihuan made it impossible for Lu Zhou to pretend not to be ignorant of the man's hint at this moment.

He didn't have the right to refuse. Maybe the man's request was no longer cruel and perverted, but it was still a transaction between them.He Zihuan regards reshaping him as a challenge, and doesn't care whether he can see him, so he rewards himself, and uses this to induce himself to continue doing it.

He is Party B, so he shouldn't treat He Zihuan... Their relationship is abnormal, not the warm and comfortable one he thought.

Lu Zhou's brain seemed to be cracked, and something buried overflowed, making him suddenly out of breath, depressed and uncomfortable, mixed with inexplicable doubts, self-loathing, denial and pain.

The mechanical sound suddenly sounded: happiness value -5, -3, -2, target happiness value 50.

He Zihuan's face was composed, the satisfied look in his eyes flashed away, and the deadlock was finally broken.

[The author has something to say]: Dear friends, I am sorry, because the stone traveled before, and after returning to deal with the accumulation of things, it has been interrupted for a long time. I am very sorry for making everyone wait, and thank you for your continued support. Starting today, "Slag Gong Difficulty" will resume updating up.

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