[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

"Your sister was injected with our proprietary medicine...don't make such an expression, she won't die...at most she is a little addicted...if you tell this little secret, then your sister will not Will be supported by this potion again, immersed in this little 'addiction'..."

Charles' eyes were still like poisonous snakes, sticky and slippery wrapped around Ling's arms, one after another small bumps slowly rose from his arms, and the chill penetrated to the bottom of his heart.

Once recalling that expression, Ling felt a sense of coldness rising from the soles of his feet.Even though the grass wall was right in front of his eyes, he still couldn't tell the truth of the matter.

My sister has been transformed, there is something about that old man Glitter, and... the medicine injected into my sister.It was obviously something that could be expressed in just a few words, but it lingered in my mind for a long time, and finally chose to give up.Ling covered the scar on his wrist with a wide sleeve. Although he had been injected with analgesics and no longer hurt, the thin itchy pain spread from his wrist to his heart like a bug bite.

And now, he is also glad that he did not tell this matter.

"……medicine……"

A slight groan sounded. In the quiet night, Ling could only tightly hold onto Qianqiu's palm, the white joints seemed to break through the skin with such force.Qianqiu's nails were deeply embedded in Ling's palm, and her Wenrun's eyes became moist at this moment, revealing an out-of-focus hollow feeling.

Ling deeply realized that such drugs are like drugs, hallucinogenic and addictive.Countless addicts are willing to be controlled for Yipin powder, doing things beyond human consciousness.Although Charles has repeatedly emphasized that this potion is specially developed for the loyalty of the subject, and will not cause harm to the body like drugs, but such addiction will still erode and destroy the spirit in a certain sense.

He was awakened by this whispering sound in the middle of the night, and the small ravings were not clear in the thick night, until the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets came from the bedroom next door, and the sound of medicine bottles falling to the ground and smashing into pieces.This kind of movement was very clear in the guest room, and it made Ling jump out of his uneasy sleep.

When rushing to the next room, Qianqiu who was lying on the ground was struggling to move her limp body, her chestnut hair covered her eyes, and her expression could not be seen clearly, but from the messy groans, it was clear that at this moment she The addiction in Charles's mouth had already occurred.

The bright red crescent moon imprint deep into the palm, the already pale lip color, the messy room no longer looks neat and tidy, and is in a state of embarrassment.Mi Xiu raised those pitiful eyes even more, as if he was very afraid of his master's current appearance. He whimpered in a low voice, stretched out his paws, and retracted them again.It wasn't until the moment Ling appeared that it hurriedly ran behind him, biting his trousers beggingly, asking for help.

"Ling..." Hysterical madness revealed in his confused eyes, as well as a little bit of defeat in his psychological defense.Qianqiu stretched out his hand to Ling who was attacking the room as if he had seen the dawn.The soft and peaceful temperament was completely replaced by the drug effect, and disappeared without a trace. The moonlight shining through the thin window made this scene even more terrifying.

Hurriedly jumping over the shards of glass on the ground, Ling took out a small medicine bottle from the envelope and handed it to Qianqiu.Injection is not difficult for Qianqiu, but at this moment she tremblingly draws out the liquid medicine from the medicine bottle, the needle tip trembles and keeps aiming at her own vein.

But Ling can only see her sister slowly being swallowed by addiction, struggling to be the black hand who pushed her into the abyss.But it can only be like this, without this medicine, my sister's spirit will slowly collapse, and there is no cure.Charles was watching from an unknown place... He couldn't speak out, and at the same time, he was faintly afraid that he would end up like this.

The needle that punctured the skin slowly injected the transparent liquid into the skin, causing tiny, invisible bumps to bulge.There are still large and small experimental pinholes that have been pierced during the day on the white arms, which are densely packed and look abnormally numb.

The liquid gradually bottomed out, but the expression on Qianqiu's face did not improve much.Maybe it took time to suppress this maddening feeling, but at least she was no longer struggling, maybe she had a bottom line in her heart, and she was patiently waiting for the drug to take effect.

"Ling..." Qian Qiu clenched Ling's hand, hot sweat clinging to his palm, beads of sweat kept sliding down his cheeks, and even his soft hair stuck together, "You must... Be good."

allegiance.Greeter.leader.Give up struggling.My sister will take good care of you.

Gently comforting but like lightning strikes Ling's heart, sporadic but strong prayers reach directly to the heart through induction, and the thought of struggling to pierce the matter to be saved is finally completely shot down.There was a huge wave in Ling's heart. It was the sister's prayer after the pain, and it was also the timidity of not wanting to see such a scene again.Qianqiu's weak and dripping expression struck Ling's mind in a tacit way, he could only hold her hand tighter, tighter, tighter.

……

Ling barely closed his eyes and sat until dawn, but Qianqiu, who was suffering from the effects of the medicine, fell asleep exhausted and calm after having hallucinations. His slightly flushed cheeks leaned against Ling's lap. Unlike his rosy complexion, Ling felt , pale heart.

"Well……"

"Sister, are you awake?" Ling rubbed his sore shoulder and touched Qianqiu's forehead.At this moment, the scalding temperature has faded away, and the eyes that opened drowsily are no longer filled with pain and longing, but are as gentle as usual.

"Hmm..." Qian Qiu sat up from Ling's body and stretched straight.

Mi Xiu also moved his ears and sat up beside Ling.If it wasn't for this big soft ball of hair that worried about its owner and stayed by his side all night as Ling's cushion, Ling might have hardened into a stone.

Looking at the normal-looking master, Mi Xiu also cried out happily, sticking out his tongue and licking her face.

After washing up as usual, Qianqiu also took a shower.Last night's struggle had left her almost drenched, and her pajamas were so sticky she couldn't wear them anymore.But Qianqiu, who was hypnotized under her fragile nerves, did not feel unhappy for the leader to take such a drug. On the contrary, she believed that everything Charles did was the truth.

"Ling." Putting down the tableware in his hands, Qian Qiu's voice also softened.

"What's the matter?" The breakfast was still as delicious as usual, and it belonged to Qianqiu's craftsmanship.Ling took the rice into his mouth and wiped away the excess rice grains around his mouth.

The eyes with deep meaning besides being soft and moist suddenly made the rice in Ling's mouth feel like chewing wax.It was obviously the same expression as usual, but the faint dark color under the gentle stream made him feel uncomfortable.

The only thing Qianqiu wanted to express was Charles' order, and even without words, Ling had already received such a signal.He quietly clenched his palms and nodded.

But they didn't find what they wanted. Although Skylark is not here to go out to perform tasks at the moment, there is no need to worry about being discovered, but in fact all the documents and objects in Skylark's room are well preserved.I don't know if it's been like this all the time, or it's an intuitive precaution after knowing the abilities of the two of them.In short, Qianqiu and the others did not find any usable clues through their abilities, but they saw the expressions of many skylarks who usually use objects.

Such calmness and elegance made Qianqiu's cheeks slightly warm, and then he left the room as if fleeing.Even though she had already been hypnotized, she was still attracted by such aloofness—even though subconsciously she didn't like this man because of beating her younger brother.

Qianqiu, who didn't get any results, had to find another way.

"Mr. Cao Bi." She came to Cao Bi's room, bowed politely, and then glanced at Ling who looked blankly beside her, "That's right, I have something to ask."

"What's the matter?" Cao Bi, who was busy reviewing documents, raised his head, and Ling's head was buried deeper with a reliable expression.

Qianqiu nodded, pulled Ling to sit on the other side of the table, and then smiled, "I'm very sorry about Ling this time, Mr. Skylark is not here now, I'm worried that Ling will run around again next time. And Mr. Kusakabe You also have official duties, so you can't stay here all the time just because you are worried about us... Then, can you live in the headquarters during this time?"

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