My telegraph pole says I'm leaving the order

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Huang Mao took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, and watched Ji Yunjue fidgeting around in the living room while nibbling.

In the silence, a phone ringing first broke the silence.

Huang Mao looked at the dangerous look that his brother Jue cast instantly, Huang Mao quickly took out his mobile phone and ran to the bathroom.

"Hello?" Huang Mao squatted on the toilet and answered cautiously, "Is Miss Zhou okay?"

Hearing her son's answer, Mrs. Zhou immediately changed into the shrill voice she had prepared long ago and started howling dryly.

"Zhou Zerui, you unfilial son! Do you know that the woman from Ji's family is yelling at me again? Just because you are worthless, now your mother is inferior!"

Huang·Unfilial Son·Mao:? ? ?

"Beauty Zhou?" Huang Mao threw away the melon seed shell in his hand in a panic, and asked tentatively,

"What did Aunt Ji tell you again?"

"Do you know that kid from the Ji family?" Mrs. Zhou's voice suddenly returned to calm, "he fell in love with a boy."

Yellow hair:? ? !

He asked cautiously, "So?"

"That's why that woman from Ji's family is addicted to CP!" Mrs. Zhou's tone was particularly aggrieved,

"I grew up with that woman. How can I be worse than her? It's because of you, because you like women, and his son likes men, so your mother is inferior!"

Huang Mao: "..." Mom, can you be reasonable? !

Mrs. Zhou: No.

Ji Yunjue kept looking at the closed door of the child's room, and finally couldn't hold back to get the spare key.

When he opened the door of the child's room with the key, especially when he saw the scene inside, Ji Yunjue felt his heart stop beating for half a beat.

He saw the child sitting on the ground like this, holding a sharp fruit knife in his hand, a large area of ​​seeping blood on his arm, and several wounds where the bones were deep.

As if hearing the voice from the door, Ji Nuoan turned around calmly, looked at Ji Yunjue and smiled suddenly,

"Mr. Ji," he tilted his head, "you are here!"

Huang Mao had just hung up on his mother's phone when he heard his brother Jue calling his name in a strange tone.

He quickly ran to Ji Nuoan's room following the sound, and grabbed the door frame to brake,

"What's the matter, Jue...brother..."

Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, Huang Mao froze in place. He turned his gaze to Ji Nuoan who was sitting on the ground in disbelief.

"Little... little beauty, what are you doing?! You..."

"Zerui," Ji Yunjue interrupted Huang Mao, holding the fruit knife he snatched from the young man in his hand, "There is a medicine box in the closet in my room, take it here first."

"Oh good!" Huang Mao rushed out instantly upon hearing this.

In the silent room, there were only two people who were silent.

"Can I ask little Nuo'an," Ji Yunjue took a deep breath and tried to calm his tone, "Why...you want to hurt yourself?"

The boy lowered his head, from Ji Yunjue's perspective, he could only see his trembling eyelashes,

"I..." The boy's voice was small, trembling with distress,

"I feel uncomfortable here." The boy gently placed his blood-stained hand on his left chest,

"I feel so uncomfortable here, Mr. Ji," he looked up at Ji Yunjue in confusion,

"I'm really uncomfortable here..."

"But..." His expression was a little confused, "If you cut this place with a knife, you will die. I don't really want to die now."

"Little Noan..."

Ji Yunjue wanted to tell the young man in front of him not to do this, but looking at the beautiful child in front of him who seemed to be able to break if he touched it, he felt that something was stuck in his throat, so that he couldn't pronounce a single syllable.

The youthful voice continued,

"Is it because of Mr. Ji? Is it because I met Mr. Ji that I started to fear death?"

The boy opened his big, hollow and dark pupils, as if he was wondering,

"Otherwise, why do I feel uncomfortable seeing Mr. Ji getting so close to other people?"

Ji Yunjue's mood is very complicated now. On the one hand, he feels angry and afraid because the boy hurt himself, but on the other hand, he feels excited and ecstatic that the boy has feelings for him.

"Brother Jue!"

Huangmao was very fast, he ran back to the bedroom with the medicine box in his arms,

"I got the medicine box back."

"Yeah." Ji Yunjue finished the box, looked at Huang Mao, "Zerui, you go out first."

"what?"

Huang Mao looked at the two of them, thought for a while, and finally nodded and said "OK", then turned and left.

With a "click", the door was closed by Huang Mao who left, blocking the only connection between the two of them and the outside world.