If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

"Little bitch, come here!"

"Orsenk's dog, bark twice."

"Haven't you been beaten enough? Kneel down!"

One after another, malicious or disgusting words filled my ears, pressing tightly on Wen Fei like a nightmare.

Gradually, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he struggled with all his strength in his dream, but he couldn't escape the entanglement of those people at all.

"Afei! Afei!" Who was calling him?

Zhan Zhuyan turned on the bedside lamp, and the suddenly lit light hit Wen Fei's sweaty, pale face.Wen Fei sat up abruptly, looked at Zhan Zhuyan in shock, his unfocused pupils were dull and dazed.

Instinctively, he took a step back, but this retreat hurt Zhan Zhuyan's eyes like a needle point.

"What's the matter? Did you dream about the past again?" Zhan Zhuyan looked at him with difficulty concealing his distress, and asked in a warm voice.

Wen Fei didn't answer right away, but turned her head to look out the window.

The sky is not yet bright, and layers of light flooded up, refracting a light white color like a fish maw.There is no clear boundary between light and darkness, and they blur each other, converging into a strange feeling that no one can tell.

Although the temperature inside the house is constant, Wen Fei seems to be aware of the coldness outside the house, like a person walking in the cold wind with only single clothes, the biting wind penetrates through the hollow material, and the skin becomes cold, even if he tries hard to hug himself, There is no way to warm up the body again.

But even if it is so cold, there is still icy rain falling from the sky and falling on the head, making the cold even more, coming through the bones, as if to deprive people of the only trace of warmth.

Wen Fei's turbulent breathing finally calmed down. He listened to his heart beating like a drum, and in the coolness brought by cold sweat, he finally recognized the man in front of him.

Not the prison, nor the past.

He is back.

He moved his bloodless lips, feeling his tongue was as bitter as a clay sculpture.After a long while, he finally got the vocal cords that were on the verge of strike to work again.

"Did I just say something?" Wen Fei asked.

Zhan Zhuyan's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, he tried to swallow the words several times, and even allowed himself to make up some suitable words to bypass this topic in a short time.

But in the end, it was his loyalty to Wen Fei that overshadowed these impulses, and he told the truth: "No, you still have to get out..."

Although she had already guessed, when she heard Zhan Zhuyan's answer, Wen Fei fell into silence uncontrollably.

Zhan Zhuyan didn't bother him, just when Wen Fei was about to freeze into a stone statue, he opened his mouth: "Do you want to sleep for a while? Or..."

Wen Fei shook his head, and dodged when he was about to approach.

Zhan Zhuyan froze for a moment, then slowly retracted the hand that stopped halfway.

He was very close to Wen Fei, within reach of him by raising his hand.But at this moment, Wen Fei turned himself into an independent and closed entity, so there was a thousand mountains and rivers separated between them in an instant.

"I'll go get you a cup of milk." Zhan Zhuyan didn't bother him recklessly, but turned around and got off the bed, put on her shoes and left the bedroom.

The clear water washed against the wall of the cup, making a burst of agitated sound.

Zhan Zhuyan looked down at the water in the cup, his eyes were like a calm river and sea turning waves, and it seemed like a tyrannical beast was hiding.

When Fan Ruida was caught by Heyman and his group and lost his freedom, because of Wen Fei's continuous resistance, he tried fear therapy, forcing Wen Fei to face those things that he didn't want to look back.

To some extent, his treatment has achieved certain results.Wen Fei's desire no longer needs to be awakened by abuse and violence, and the gentle flow of water and gentleness can also make him feel comfortable.

Wen Fei also felt relieved about the past, but what happened tonight made Zhan Zhuyan understand that those pains and troubles were not completely over, they were hiding in a dark corner, spying on his lover, and would run away whenever they found an opportunity. Coming out, he caught off guard and took a bite of Wen Fei.

The wounds in the body have healed, but the wounds in the heart have not.

What made Zhan Zhuyan even more painful was that he could touch Wen Fei's body, but he couldn't penetrate into his soul to protect him.It is even said that if one wants to trace the source of these nightmares, the culprit is nothing but the stupid and arrogant self.

He washed the glass clean and held it in his hand.

He wasn't so incompetent that he wanted to vent it violently, but this time, the strong sense of powerlessness made him hate himself.

The mechanical sound from the kitchen counter brought his consciousness back to reality. He turned his head and found that the water that had been boiled before had boiled.

When he returned to the room with the soaked milk, he found that the bed was empty and Wen Fei had disappeared.

Wen Fei didn't go far, Zhan Zhuyan quickly found his trail.When Zhan Zhuyan saw Wen Fei, the man was sitting on the high platform on the right side of the villa area, leaning against the towering rockery with his knees folded, quietly staring at the blue lake in the lower part.

Wen Fei was only wearing a thin pajamas, and when his originally tall body was curled up into a ball, he looked like a trapped animal in a cave licking its fur to keep warm.

The villa area is surrounded by mountains and rivers, so Zhan Zhuyan chose it according to Wen Fei's preferences.

The area of ​​the lake accounts for two-thirds of the villa area, and when you look at it with the naked eye, you can't see the edge, just like the sea.

As soon as Zhan Zhuyan's footsteps approached, Wen Fei heard it.

But he didn't make a sound, and he didn't turn his head to look. He just kept looking at the water, as if he just let his mind go, and didn't want to care about anything.

Zhan Zhuyan raised her hand, unbuttoned it with her slender and white fingers, took off her coat, and put the clothes on Wen Fei.

The clothes with exhilarating temperature barely resisted the cold outside, but Wen Fei knew that he was cold all over at this time, and that little bit of heat was useless at all.

Zhan Zhuyan squatted down beside him, keeping the same height as Wen Fei.

He didn't break the silence rudely, but just stayed there silently, and when he found that Wen Fei's expression softened a little, he stretched out his hands to wrap his arms around him.

The heads of the two were very close, and Zhan Zhuyan rubbed against the side of his neck in the cuddling posture of a cub, and asked him softly, "It's cold outside, do you want to go back?"

Wen Fei shook his head in a small arc, but still didn't speak.

Zhan Zhuyan moved closer, until the two people's bodies were tightly attached together, and then said with sincerity and guilt: "It's all my fault. Ah Fei, that's over."

Wen Fei turned his face numbly, because of Zhan Zhuyan's approach, his face also regained some warmth.He slowly stretched out his hand and brought it to Zhan Zhuyan's chest.

After the man took off his coat, he was only wearing a thin shirt, but his chest was warm, and the heart was beating in his chest, even though the clothes and chest were separated, it seemed that he could jump into his hands .

Wen Fei moved his stiff cheeks, and asked him, "Why are you out?" He seemed to just say it casually, and didn't care whether Zhan Zhuyan answered or not.

After a long silence, a look of confusion and sobriety appeared in his eyes.

Like a person without pain, he allowed himself to reopen the scar, and asked Zhan Zhuyan: "At the beginning...why did you send me in? Other than that, is there really no other way?" He asked Gently, spit out this soft knife from between her teeth, let the sharp blade cut her own lips, and then pierced into Zhan Zhuyan's chest stained with blood.

This light and light sentence fell, but it was like a huge boulder, pressing on Zhan Zhuyan's shoulder.He tightened his arms suddenly, and finally stopped until Wen Fei let out a slight discomfort from this excessive hug.

In just a short moment, his voice seemed to be hoarse. Although there was no crying, it could penetrate the soul of people better than howling.

His answer was ups and downs in his throat, broken several times, and finally became a sound when he left his mouth. He said, "I'm sorry, I just wanted you to live well."

If you send it in, there may still be a glimmer of life, but the crisis-ridden outside world is easier than hell.

Orsenke is directly under the royal family, and the four major families are not allowed to enter without permission.The safety he thought turned into hell, and finally, because of a single thought, it led to so many years of parting and torture.

In 16, for him, there were still letters for support, but for Wen Fei, every day was trampled on the soles of his feet and fell into mud.

He didn't know what to do to make those shadows go away, but if he could choose, even if he suffered the insult and torture himself, it would be better than touching the flesh on the tip of his heart.

Wen Fei was finally carried back by Zhan Zhuyan, even on the way back, Wen Fei was still reticent, showing a kind of alienation that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Wrapped in a quilt, he took a sip of the milk that Zhan Zhuyan had warmed for him.He sat in a room filled with warm yellow light, waiting for Zhan Zhuyan, who had gone to make ginger soup, to return.

Fuqiu opened a pack of snacks in the system, and started to eat.Although these invisible creatures can survive without sleeping, they can also enjoy the comfort and happiness brought by sleep.

Amaterasu woke up at the same time as Zhan Zhuyan woke up. A qualified smartbook should also highly cooperate with the host's work and rest in order to provide better services.

Fuqiu's furry little face is full of humanized expressions. If there is a word to describe it, that expression should be called: deep thinking.

Because of Amaterasu's arrival, Maoqiu generously gave him half a piece of potato chips, and then quickly sealed the bag to prevent Amaterasu from stealing it without him noticing.

In the uninterrupted chewing sound, he said to Amaterasu: "I think solving problems for the host who is in emotional disputes should be included in the compulsory courses for a qualified advanced intelligence."

"Huh?" Amaterasu obviously didn't understand.

"My host hasn't completely come out of the past." Fuqiu picked up the juice glass next to him, took a big sip with a straw in his mouth, and said: "The fusion of personalities has given him emotions again, but it has also brought him troubled."

"Ok?"

"It would be great if there was a time machine." Fuqiu wiped his mouth with his little paw, looked at the sky outside the house, and blew into the cup.

Bubbles shattered one after another, like a phantom of a prosperous age.

After Wen Fei drank the milk, he poured down a whole bowl of ginger soup. His body, which had been numb from the wind, finally recovered.

Zhan Zhuyan accompanied him to drink a bowl, put down the empty bowl, picked up a towel and wiped his lover's face.

After the body warmed up, the interrupted drowsiness returned.

Wen Fei thought it was just because he wanted to sleep, but when he looked at Zhan Zhuyan, he found that his eyelids were also fighting, and he looked like he wanted to throw himself on the bed.

This guy, is it ginger soup or Mongolian sweat medicine?

With this question in mind, Wen Fei fell into a dream.

"Lieutenant Colonel Wen Fei, someone accused you of killing one of your colleagues because of an altercation. Can you plead guilty?"

Why is it this ghost court again.How can I still judge me when I am no longer an officer?Wen Fei thought to himself.

Because the trial at the beginning was so embarrassing to him, he could even recite the words of the face, nothing more than "That's not the case, Your Honor, I stayed at home to deal with official business that day, and I didn't meet Mr. Wen Fei, my subordinate." You can testify against me."

He subconsciously said the words in his mind in Zhan Zhuyan's tone, but just after he finished speaking, he was completely stunned.

There was no other reason, the voice that came out was too familiar.

It's not his own, but it seems to belong to Zhan Zhuyan.

Wen Fei opened his eyes in bewilderment, and it turned out to be the damned solemn court-martial.

But it's a little bit different...

Why is he standing on the witness stand this time?

Wen Fei stared at the past in bewilderment, and found that the legal team was whispering, and several judges were also whispering.

There was an uproar in the auditorium, and the self in the defendant's seat was also in a daze.

No, no, every time he dreamed of this scene, he himself was in the public gallery, why did he become a witness this time?

What about Zhan Zhuyan?

and many more……

Wen Fei looked left and right several times, but still couldn't find Zhan Zhuyan.

On the other hand, Wen Fei, who was in a daze on the defendant's seat, mouthed at him in a daze:

"Afi?"

Damn it, Zhan Zhuyan, damn it, has I become you?

Wen Fei pinched himself for the first time. After confirming that he felt pain, he took a step back and took a look at the nameplate on the witness stand. After confirming that it said "Zhan Zhuyan", he still couldn't believe it. .

Under the eyes of everyone, he climbed out of the dock by pressing the railing, approached a certain lady in the dock, and stretched out his hand to her: "This beautiful lady, can you lend me a mirror?" ?”

Zhan Zhuyan was also very confused. When he saw himself in the dock making such weird behaviors, he realized that he and Ah Fei seemed to have swapped souls.

Because of the witness's sudden and weird behavior, the judge who was about to pronounce the sentence was stunned. The small hammer in his hand could not be knocked down for a long time, and he didn't even know whether the current situation should be a conviction or a temporary adjournment.

After taking a close look at his new face with a mirror, Wen Fei came to the conclusion that he seemed to have indeed occupied the body of Lao Zhan.

He couldn't hide his excitement, and even his footsteps fluttered unconsciously.Like an old long-term worker who worked hard for the landlord's house, he worked hard as a cow and a horse for many years, and suddenly met the revolutionary army, became a serf and became the master.

So fucking proud!

He quickly jumped back to the witness stand. Fortunately, he was not much different in height from Zhan Zhuyan, and he would not be too uncomfortable when manipulating this body.

He heard his heart pounding, as if he had won a grand prize of tens of millions of Galaxy coins.

Even Zhan Zhuyan's perjury defense, which made her teeth itch with hatred, seemed particularly comforting at this time.