I'm not good at biology, don't lie to me

The two sat on the sofa in the living room, and He Feizhang secretly looked at this "special guard" along the way.

Zhou Fang looked less than 30 years old, wearing a navy blue shirt, dark gray trousers, and carrying a large bag of vegetables and fruits in his hand.At first glance, this outfit doesn't look like special care, but it looks like a single white-collar worker who has just finished shopping for groceries and is going home to cook dinner.

He is not very handsome, but his expression has always been gentle and polite since we met, and he looks very well-bred. He didn't feel offended when he saw He Feizhang staring at him non-stop. of ridicule.He Feizhang's tense emotions were obviously relaxed by him.

Zhou Fang saw that he kept looking here, and smiled slightly: "I think I need to introduce myself again. Hello, I am Zhou Fang, and I have been your special care during your illness before."

He Feizhang froze when he saw it, and said, "I don't have any impression."

Zhou Fang said: "Actually, we all thought that your condition has improved and you can maintain normal interpersonal communication and living ability. Until last week, the test results were very optimistic. However, after receiving a call from Dr. Hao today, I Just thinking, you might still need me."

When Zhou Fang was talking, he kept staring at He Feizhang who was on the opposite sofa. His tone was gentle and soothing. He Feizhang could see his eyes when he raised his head. They were indeed very gentle eyes.Probably this kind of gentle and easy-going attitude is also a common method used by special nurses to treat their own patients.

Although He Feizhang didn't really believe in the "special care" rhetoric, but at this stage, the other party is indeed the person who knows his situation best besides the doctor.

Zhou Fangduan was sitting on the sofa, calmly facing his scrutiny: "You have my number stored in your phone, and there should be a few group photos in the album. In addition, we have added each other as friends on WeChat."

He Feizhang turned on his phone to check as he said, and sure enough, he saw a few photos of the two of them together in the album.The background of most of the photos is a room that He Feizhang has never seen before. Zhou Fang took a selfie of the two while cooking, Zhou Fang took a selfie of the two when cleaning the room, and Zhou Fang took a selfie of the two while reading a book. It can be seen that the relationship between the two is quite harmonious.But what made him feel bad was that there were not only group photos, but also some photos of Zhou Fang's single life. The angles of the photos were very suspicious, as if they were taken secretly.

He Feizhang pretended not to see it, closed the photo album, and nodded to admit that the two had a good relationship before: "It seems that you have taken care of me a lot. Sorry, I have been a little out of shape since this morning, otherwise you can tell me about my previous relationship." How is your situation? Also, how did I find you as my special care?"

Zhou Fang smiled: "Take it easy, this matter has to be done slowly. Speaking of which, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

He Feizhang: "..." He was greatly frightened early in the morning, as if he hadn't eaten all day.

Looking at his expression, Zhou Fang guessed that he hadn't eaten anything, smiled and picked up the plastic bag on the floor, and said: "I bought some food before I came, let's solve the problem of food and clothing first, and the table can Go on. Well, I wonder if I can borrow your kitchen?"

It's really nothing out of the ordinary.

He Feizhang let out a breath, looked at the man opposite, and said slowly: "Of course, come with me."

The man smiled and thanked, and picked up the plastic bag with his head down.When he lowered his head, he happened to reveal a section of his neck behind the broken hair.

This wheat-colored skin is delicate and soft, and the blue blood vessels under the skin can be faintly seen. He Feizhang seems to be able to see the bright red color flowing in the blood vessels, and the sound of blood gurgling and rushing is infinitely amplified in an instant.

It was so unreservedly exposed in front of his eyes, silently seducing him.

He Feizhang shot like lightning, and he was about to touch that small piece of skin in an instant.A little further down, the arteries were cut open, and the blood could spurt out, splatter his face and body, and drip all over the floor.Thinking of this, his eyes turned red with excitement, and his violent gaze almost penetrated the thick plain lenses.

But only a little bit.

It wasn't until his face was pressed against the sofa and his arms were cut behind his back that He Feizhang kicked heavily and came back to his senses.The man who pushed him on the sofa only used one hand to suppress him, and the other hand was playing with a small butterfly knife, looked down at him and smiled and said, "Hide the knife on your body before you open the door, right?" , the uneasiness is also deliberately shown to me, to lower my guard against you?"

The glasses hurt his cheeks, and He Feizhang gasped for breath, struggling twice: "No...I, I can't control it..."

"You don't want to kill me?"

He Feizhang panted silently.

Zhou Fang smiled lowly. He folded the butterfly knife and put it aside, reached out and rubbed the back of He Feizhang's head comfortingly, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, you can't kill me." He let go of He Feizhang, and he Pull up.

Zhou Fang whispered to him: "I was killed by you so easily, how can I be your special guard?"

He Feizhang looked at him in a daze.

Zhou Fang laughed and said, "So, that's why you asked me to be your special care."

The originally peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken up, and the air in the living room seemed to freeze for an instant.He Feizhang looked at the man who had just let go of him vigilantly, and reached out to touch his wrist, where there was still a dull pain.

Zhou Fang smiled slightly: "Now, can we go to the kitchen?"

He Feizhang didn't speak, but gave him a cold look, and went straight to the kitchen.

Zhou Fang didn't care, he leaned over and picked up the plastic bag containing the vegetables at his feet, and followed He Feizhang into the kitchen unhurriedly.

The small butterfly knife lay quietly under the coffee table, and the two of them seemed to have forgotten it all in an instant, and did not pick it up again.

After Zhou Fang entered the kitchen, he briefly asked about the location of the tools, and then began to arrange the ingredients he brought on the chopping board one by one, looking like he was going to show off his skills.He Feizhang stood aside and watched for a long time, feeling that this man stared at the ingredients as if he was looking at a peerless beauty, and he had probably reached the point of ecstasy.

He leaned against the refrigerator door, quietly touched the fruit knife beside him, and threw it at the back of the man's head.

A "chi" sound.

Zhou Fang took back the onion in his hand, pulled out the blade deeply embedded in it, turned around and blamed: "Stop playing, go to the living room and wait."

That look, that tone, is almost like treating a child with ADHD who wants to attract the attention of the parents at home.

He Feizhang left thoughtfully.

He needs to calm down for a while, in response to the series of violent and hurtful behaviors just now.

Although he had thoughts at school and on the way back, he could endure them all. However, after this person arrived, he almost immediately gave up resisting the violent thoughts in his brain, subconsciously thinking that he didn't need to be patient.As for the reason, no.

He Feizhang was almost sure that Zhou Fang must have spent a lot of time with him and knew some secrets.

The two months of disappearance and the changes in him may be investigated from this person.

Feeling his excitement, he sat on the sofa and couldn't help turning his eyes to the kitchen. He simply ran to the bathroom and took a shower to relieve his anger.

When Zhou Fang came out with the fried dishes, he found that his patient had changed into home clothes and was lying on the sofa watching the news. His short hair was still dripping wet, and he looked like a childish half big boy.He turned his gaze around, and everything around him was still in place, but the butterfly knife under the table had disappeared.

So after Zhou Fang put all the dishes on the table, he went to the bathroom and took a towel and threw it on He Feizhang's face, and ordered him: "Wipe it clean, otherwise don't eat."

He Feizhang protested dissatisfied: "What happened to me before."

However, Zhou Fang didn't listen to his protest at all. He skillfully took out a pair of handcuffs, grabbed He Feizhang's left hand and lightly handcuffed his left hand to the table legs.

His movements were too fast, and after finishing all this, he sat down opposite him like a normal person. Only then did He Feizhang come to his senses, looked at his left hand, and said in disbelief: "Zhou Fang, what do you mean by that!"

"Don't worry, I also left you with your right hand to move around. I hope we can have a quiet meal." Zhou Fang didn't feel abrupt at all, but gently comforted him: "If you want to eat with you even when eating Calling back and forth, that's a big insult to good food."

He Feizhang's left hand was connected to the table leg, and his right hand was holding the towel, looking at the opposite person slowly carrying the vegetables with a cloudy face.However, Zhou Fang kept irritating him: "Wipe your hair clean, you have to wipe the floor after a while."

He Feizhang began to rub his hair patiently, and he only had one word for Zhou Fang: "Get lost."

After dinner, Zhou Fang was very satisfied, and He Feizhang wanted to kill someone.

After dinner, Zhou Fang said to him: "You can go and pack some clothes, we will stay at my house tonight."

He Feizhang frowned, "Are you going to lock me in because I have the tendency to kill?"

"It's not locked up, it's just convenient for me to take care of the patient." Zhou Fang patted his head, and while helping him to remove the handcuffs, he said, "Of course, it's also because He Jishan may come back tonight."

Zhou Fang: "... what?"

"In your current situation, it's best to keep as little contact with people as possible before going to Dr. Hao, because you know the reason."

"I know that," He Feizhang interrupted him irritably, "I mean my dad, I didn't tell him before, did I?"

Zhou Fang nodded: "You insist on not telling him."

He Feizhang was silent.

Zhou Fang: "If there is no problem, clean up, we should go."

He got up and put all the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. He Feizhang went back to tidy up while he was washing the dishes. He didn't know how long he was going to stay in other people's house, so he randomly picked out a lot of clothes and stuffed them all into the bag. After packing, he carried the backpack , Leaning on the corridor and waiting for Zhou to release.

When Zhou Fang came out, he saw him fugue.

It was still glasses, a mask and a peaked cap, loose and casual sportswear loosely worn on the body, and a pair of worn sneakers on the feet.His fingers swayed slightly, and a butterfly knife was flying up and down at the fingertips, like a real butterfly fluttering.

This is a very familiar action in Zhou Fang's eyes, which means that He Feizhang is thinking or stuck in a problem.

But He Feizhang must have not noticed his current movements, otherwise he would have been shocked again - he didn't know such difficult movements before.

Zhou Fang walked over, flicked his finger on the handle of the knife accurately, and grabbed the knife like lightning before it was bounced off.Then he held He Feizhang's wrist and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

"En." He Feizhang didn't see it, and was dragged out of the house absent-mindedly.

If he saw it, he might re-evaluate this person's skill, and then control his unicorn arm not to provoke him at will, so as not to make a fuss.

However, he missed this opportunity and successfully gave Zhou Fang countless reasons to beat him to death.

Life has its ups and downs, eh.