Officer Xiang and Mumu

Freud said: "Mentally healthy people always work hard and love people hard."

Putting Ling Yunmu on the sofa in the lounge, I watched as he was still in a fog and couldn't get out... until I heard the footsteps of someone coming in, it was Hao Aiguo, and he was carrying two late-night snacks.

"Brother, why do you look like you have found it again? Aren't we always being watched by people?"

I looked at him, not knowing what to say.It is true that Ren has been secretly protected by our people, but when I saw Ling Yunmu again, I always felt that it was not easy.

Three years ago, he must have stood in the crowd, and we watched the same fireworks together.

There is an illusion of seeing old friends after knowing each other for more than three years.

Hao Aiguo put the supper in my hand: "Eat something, you don't even care about eating when you get busy, you are like a demon. If you don't take care of yourself, how can you take care of him?"

I opened the lunch box, mixed the noodles, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

"Brother, maybe some words are not so pleasant, but I think you seem to be stuck in it."

I looked up at Hao Aiguo, "What did you say?"

Hao Aiguo poured two cups of tea pretending to be calm, and finally mustered up his courage again, "Brother, it's not your responsibility to take care of him. You don't seem to be able to distinguish between work and personal relationships."

I put down the lunch box, took out a tissue and wiped my mouth, "Do you have any good suggestions? Let me send him back to the mental hospital?"

"I mean……"

"Let me not get too deep right? Patriotic, what are we?"

"police."

"When we were handling the case, we didn't see poverty, disability, family disputes, love murder, rape | adultery, etc. It's not our responsibility, why are you still wearing this skin?"

"elder brother……"

"I understand what you mean, you think too much."

"Brother, no one knows you better than me. You can investigate the case to the bottom of the case without letting go of any clues, but you have never faced your own problems - sympathy and love are different."

I don't know what's wrong with him, what is wrong with him to tell me this?That fellow Ren was talking nonsense before he pushed me down the moat. I can understand that he wants to replace Ling Yunmu; Duan Yiyang can say whatever he wants in order to get my signature; but my good brother, what exactly does he want to do?

Tell me that Ling Yunmu is just a mental patient, would it be better for him to spend his whole life in a mental hospital?

I suddenly found that the reason why I was so easily irritated by people's words and phrases was because I hadn't put Ling Yunmu in a correct position at all, and I wasn't ready yet.

We fell into an unprecedented silence, Hao Aiguo drooped his head, looking listless, I didn't know how to respond to his words.

"Yeah..." Suddenly there was a crisp humming beside me, my chest sank, and a white figure crawled over like a lazy snake, reaching out to grab the noodles on the table.Ling Yunmu, who was sleeping soundly, got up to look for food!Just now he was in a hurry and didn't dress him, I hurriedly kept him aside, Hao Aiguo got up and walked out, saying to get a suit of clothes.

The soft life in the arms is like returning to the ignorant childhood, capricious and unreasonable.I took his hand that was scratching the noodles, and wiped it with a paper towel; this was not over yet, and the other hand went up again.

"Fool, don't move! Don't move!"

"Woo..." He was dissatisfied with my obstruction and insisted on confronting me.

After finally straightening Ling Yunmu, wrapping it up tightly, and promising to give him noodles, he slumped on the sofa like a cartilaginous animal.

I found myself unable to yell at him, harshness is sometimes necessary in a mental institution.

"You glutton, are you awake from hunger?" I wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth with a paper towel, thinking about whether to give him noodles or wontons, after all, the latter is easier to digest, but seeing his satisfied look , Just eat noodles if you eat noodles.

Thinking that he hadn't taken medicine for a long time, he quickly took the opportunity to stuff it into his mouth, probably because of the effect of the medicine, and fell asleep deeply after eating.

My mind is always a little confused, what position should I put him in?

Hao Aiguo found Ling Yunmu's clothes from the big suitcase, as well as glasses, shoes, and Longyuan card.These clothes were originally worn by Ren, probably because Ling Yunmu woke up halfway and squeezed Ren's personality down.But why he was stripped|naked, Hao Aiguo said it was difficult to understand.

I said, "It's hard for us to guess what an artist thinks."

Isn't the person who left the post-it note a future artist?

Back then Ling Yunmu solved his knot, he went abroad with his mother, and now he is half a piano prince.He once said to me: "That brother told me, if you don't want to be a psycho, try to be an artist."

Life is difficult, from hell to heaven, it turns out that wanting to be an ordinary person is actually a luxury.

Colleagues have to work overtime until late at night, so I took Ling Yunmu and left first.

When driving the car, I glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time, and I could only see the shoulders, but it seemed that my heart fell to the ground.I haven't been home for a long time. When I got busy, I just lay down on the sofa in the bureau, took a shower when it was dirty, and even threw my clothes in the locker.This is called, life is very carefree!

Others are also single, so why aren't they as mournful as I am?

I wondered if I was not self-disciplined enough, and I didn't care too much about my image in the eyes of others. In fact, it was disrespect for others!

Give him a bath and change clothes, take a bath and change clothes by yourself and shave, toss around in the middle of the night until after two o'clock before putting Ling Yunmu to bed.

"Mumu, it's time to sleep."

He habitually stretched out his hands in the air, waiting for me to tie him up.I had a sore nose. When I was in the mental hospital, every time before going to bed, I would tie his hands around the bed so that he wouldn't mess around in the middle of the night.In fact, sleeping like that is the most uncomfortable.

I patted his head: "Not tied up today...sleep well."

As soon as Fang finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Let him accept sleeping on the bed. This habit has been cultivated for nearly two months. Now as long as there is no accident or fright, he will generally not go to the floor to make a bed.

But the strange thing is, he came to my house for the first time, why didn't he have any uncomfortable reaction?Even in the police station, with Hao Aiguo beside him, he didn't yell!Now Ling Yunmu seems to have been completely reborn? !

I stood by the bed and watched his profile.His eyelashes were long and fluttered slightly, and his lips seemed to never close... Thinking of what Hao Aiguo said, he felt a mess, and finally gave a wry smile, got up and turned off the lights, and closed the door halfway.

After graduating from the police academy, I bought a two-bedroom apartment in the city center and lived alone all the time.Occasionally colleagues get together, and sometimes they get drunk and just lie in disorder, other than that, no one comes.

I'm not good at housework, let alone cooking. Ordering takeaway is a common thing, and I have my aunt clean it twice a week. I'm not used to strangers being around every day.

But tonight, I was thinking, what should I cook tomorrow?

I was just about to turn off the light and enter the bedroom when I heard the doorbell ring.The time is three fifteen in the morning...

Who is wrong?Ring my doorbell at three in the morning?Bears have to sleep too, right?

The moment I saw the person coming, the anger I was full of was even more angry.

"Uncle, jet lag is really painful. Mind if I come in for a meeting?"

"Mind. But for your sake, come in."

Although only 16 years old, he has grown up quite maturely, which is very different from the child who sat on the top of the swan three years ago.

Luo Jun didn't look at anything when he came in, he just asked, "Where's my brother?"

"Don't disturb him when he's asleep."

But he was obviously not an obedient child, so he walked directly to the second bedroom, and did not forget to comment: "I thought he would be in the master bedroom, uncle, you are not good!"

What is this called?

"I stripped it all and gave it to you, are you still embarrassed?"

"..." My forehead was cloudy, and I was about to slap my hand.

I thought it would be enough for him to just take a look at Ling Yunmu and just mean it, but I didn't expect him to take off his shoes and climb onto the bed.I pounced, grabbed him and dragged him down: "Don't disturb him, I want to sleep on the sofa!"

"I'm jet-lagged and can't sleep well, so I want to sleep next to my brother."

"Fuck off!"

"He is not exclusive to you, don't think that you can occupy him because you have taken care of him in the mental hospital!"

"The kid knows a lot! Investigate me?" I pressed his shoulder tightly with one hand, and he couldn't move.

"I'll be back for two or three days, are you still a person?"

"So fast?" I thought for a while, "Well, there are some things we need to sort out."

Luo Jun was driven to the sofa in the living room by me, and I kindly made him a cup of coffee.

He looked at it and started to be picky: "It's too dishonest, instant coffee, I never drink instant coffee."

Why does it feel like Ren is possessed?

"Little prince, I don't have time to grind for you. I like to drink or not. Let me ask you, why didn't you tell me the identity of the 'companion'? You knew it early on, right?"