After divorcing the male god

"Negative. Congratulations, you're fine."

The nurse is gone.

Lin Duan sat stiffly on the spot, unable to recover for a long time, Duan Jingsheng walked back to him, the two of them looked at each other, as if they were stupid.

"Brother Jing, did I hear you right?" Lin Duan asked blankly, Duan Jingsheng smiled, Lin Duan jumped up and threw himself into his arms with a loud cry, chattering endlessly: "No, my professional ability is so good. Strong, there is no possibility of problems, is Zhou Qinqin not an HIV carrier?"

Duan Jingsheng: "..."

Aftermath.

Some people say that after walking around before the gate of hell, you will feel like you have been reborn. Lin Duan knew that he was not reborn, but Duan Jingsheng had undergone a huge change.

He started being nice to him.

Duan Jingsheng handled Lin Duan's admission and exit procedures. He was busy taking care of him. Although he still had a paralyzed face that the whole world owed him, Lin Duan was vaguely aware that Duan Jingsheng lived and died with him once. The whole person is different.

Neither of the two mentioned that night, and they avoided that insane kiss by coincidence. After that, they even had very little physical contact, and they returned to the way they got along when they first met.

Brother Jing's name was only a flash in the pan.

Zhu Shouwen didn't expect Lin Duan to come out alive. Lin Duan called the police and handed over the pinhole camera and the evidence to the Public Security Bureau.

This Professor Zhu has done a lot of bad things during his years at school.The trees fell, the monkeys scattered, the walls fell, and everyone pushed them away. The students and colleagues he had brought up in a few words revealed all the evil things Zhu Shouwen had done.

Following the beating incident in the dormitory of the Chinese Department of Ningbei University last time, the professor incident this time once again pushed this century-old famous school into the hot search. Lin Duan swiped Weibo and said cheerfully: "Next year, Ningbei University's admission scores will increase again." have to drop."

Duan Jingsheng was cooking in the kitchen, he was noncommittal and snorted.

Ever since Big Brother Duan started cooking, Lin Duan has clearly understood why Duan Jingsheng seldom eats the food he cooks. Compared with Duan Jingsheng's own cooking, it's nothing like nothing.

Duan Jingsheng can beat a chef in a five-star hotel, and he can cook instant noodles into bird's nest porridge.

Lin Duan rubbed his phone to the kitchen door, and said with a smile, "Mr. Duan, you look so down-to-earth with your apron on." Duan Jingsheng turned around and collapsed.

Lin Duan rubbed his head and yawned. The kitchen smelled like beef brisket stewed with tomatoes. Duan Jingsheng put a piece of beef to his mouth and fed it to his mouth. Lin Duan rubbed his chin and thought for a long time, and decided to move his mouth to blow away the heat.

Duan Jingsheng looked indifferent, watching Lin Duan's furry head rubbing back and forth up and down, the strands of hair seemed to be tickling his heart.

Lin Duan snatched away the beef brisket with a groan, and boasted while chewing: "Delicious! Teacher Duan, you are blessed with a future wife! Wow, this beef brisket is soaked in the sweet and sour tomato. It is cooked slowly over low heat, and the bok choy, fish broth , Onion, Ginger, Garlic Cooking Wine and Pepper are all immersed in the thin and smooth slices of meat, it’s really delicious!”

Duan Jingsheng: "..."

"Good eloquence." Boss Duan said indifferently, "The tomato hasn't been stewed yet, it's just boiled beef brisket. How do you taste the tomato?"

Lin Duan: "...I felt it with my heart."

The room was in a strange embarrassment.

Duan Jingsheng's cell phone rang, and it buzzed and vibrated on the glass coffee table in the living room, and there were two ding dongs. Lin Duanru raised his hands and said, "I'll get it."

The notification shows a WeChat: image x1

Lin Duan opened and closed his eyes, sneaking a look at the content of the notice, the letter was only one word, Mom.

Mom: Picture x1

Mom: This girl is nice. You met her two days ago. When will you make an appointment to see her again?

Lin Duan frowned, the smile on his face froze, and he slowly walked back to Duan Jingsheng, not wanting to return the phone to him, hesitantly asked: "Teacher Duan, have you been on a blind date recently?"

Duan Jingsheng was taken aback: "Oh, my mother asked someone to tell me."

Duan Jingsheng's mother, Lin Duan, knew each other since childhood. Later, Zhang Lichun passed away, and Zhu Ling and Duan Zhennan still kept in touch with his family. It was not until Lin's father moved away from Ningbei that their ties with the Duan family were completely broken.

"You want to marry a wife and have children, right?" Lin Duan handed him the phone, pulled the corners of his lips, and it took him a long time to hold back a smile that was uglier than crying: "That's right."

Duan Jingsheng seemed to be aware of it. He took a deep look at him, turned his head and put the phone aside, without looking at the girl's photo, he put the beef brisket into the tomato pot.

Lin Duan stood where he was, didn't check Weibo, didn't want to read the book, stared at Duan Jingsheng in a daze.

"I'm 35." Duan Jingsheng turned his back to him, his tone was calm and indifferent, as usual, he said: "It's time to get married."

It was like a huge thunder that exploded above his head. That was clearly a light sentence, but Lin Duan knocked over the seasoning bottle, full of mixed flavors.

After surviving the cold winter, the spring flowers just bloomed tremblingly, but they were smashed to the waist by a sudden storm.

"I don't want you to get married." Lin Duan's voice became smaller and smaller, he turned around, slumped his shoulders and went back to the guest room, shut himself in, and waited for Duan Jingsheng to finish the meal without any movement.

How could Duan Jingsheng not get married?

Lin Duan sat blankly in front of the desk, the room was empty, quiet and silent, dust quietly grew, and then covered his heart.

It's not unimaginable, one day, Duan Jingsheng will marry a wife, maybe a good wife and mother, as the ancients said, a husband and a child; or maybe an internet celebrity, leaning into Duan Jingsheng's arms, wearing GUCCI with LV on his back , Indulgence willfulness.

Anyway, it won't be him, it won't be a man with the same handle.

Ten years ago, Duan Jingsheng picked him up and said, "Little brat, we'll talk about it when you grow up." Ten years later, Duan Jingsheng turned his back on him and said, "It's time for me to get married."

It's never waiting for me, Lin Duan thought, so it's none of my business.

It sounds crazy to like someone of the same sex who is a round older than yourself, not to mention that Duan Jingsheng treated him like that when he had PTSD, and he clearly called him... Qi Qing?

Why did you think of Qi Qing?

Lin Duan got up and fell back on the bed, feeling a dull pain in the back of his brain. Enduring the pain, he murmured softly, "I'm not...not Qi Qing."

The pain quickly spread to the limbs and bones, like a rising tide, sweat oozing out with the twitching flesh, Lin Duan lay powerlessly on the bed, panting violently, as if a boulder was pressed on his chest, as if he was suffocating.

What is right and wrong, people are selfish.

Lin Duan was even relieved, fortunately Qi Qing was dead, no matter how he left traces in Duan Jingsheng's heart, he was just a dead man.

Maybe Duan Jingsheng likes Qi Qing, maybe Duan Jingsheng wants to marry a woman, maybe when things come to an end, he, Lin Duan, can't get any of them, he can't get a lifetime marriage together, and he can't get Duan Jingsheng's sincerity.

It doesn't matter, he doesn't care, as long as he can touch the light that brought him out of the darkness, just for a moment, he is willing to endure the pain, and his skin is burned by the flames, it is better than watching from afar.

Light flooded the dark room.

The spring flowers and autumn moon are illusory, everyone in the world knows that fate is impermanent, but this impermanence sent him into the dust and made him a prison.

Duan Jingsheng raised his foot and kicked open the solid wooden door. He has been a policeman for more than ten years, and he kicked the door faster than a surgeon with a scalpel.

Duan Jingsheng grabbed him, hugged Lin Duan and shouted, "Wake up!"

Lin Duan was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were lifeless, his lips fluttered, as if he was murmuring absently, bean-sized beads of sweat hung on his eyelashes, and pattered along his cheeks slide.

It was the first time that Duan Jingsheng saw Lin Duan having a seizure. While Cats was drowning his mind, it also caused physiological reactions such as nervous disorder and hormone imbalance. Lin Duan became hoarse and couldn't utter a single syllable for a long time. He only twitched and hugged Duan Jingsheng's neck .

This is the result you want, Duan Jingsheng thought to himself, destroy him and revive him.He bowed, let out a suffocated roar like a trapped animal, and tightly stuffed Lin Duan, who was in so much pain beyond words, into his arms.

The rich aroma of tomato stewed beef brisket filled the whole house.

Since there is no beginning, how can there be an end.

Lin Duan was in pain for a while, didn't eat a mouthful of food, and fell asleep drowsily.Duan Jingsheng sat beside him, opened the note on his mobile phone, stared at the word "like" and meditated all night.

The case of Zhu Shouwen was settled, and the crime could not escape the punishment of the law. Lin Duan appeared in court as a coroner's forensic doctor to testify. He walked out of the majestic and solemn court and stood on the steps, inexplicably feeling a strong sense of unreality.

He seemed to hear the judge's verdict, combined punishment for several crimes, death penalty.

Next to my ear was the consolation of the director of the medical school: "Lin Duan, I have wronged you." Du Qin called to confirm that he was safe, and invited him to have a meal together. His former colleagues and friends expressed condolences, as if admonishing a comfort woman , I'm afraid he can't think about it.

Those words, either false or true, made Lin Duan unable to see clearly whether the sentient beings under the surface were sincere.He stretched out his hand, the sun fell on his shoulder, the car whistled, the motorcycle crossed the trail, and the old man on crutches staggered away on the zebra crossing.

After the divorce lawsuit, the couple parted ways, and the abandoned child stood at the place where they were separated, crying loudly; under the plane tree, a quarreling couple tore their faces, took their genitals and insulted each other's ancestors for eighteen generations; the high sky On board, the plane passed by leaving behind a stream of clouds.

Lin Duan stood in a daze for a while, dizzy with unreality, he took out his mobile phone, desperately searched for Duan Jingsheng's number, and finally pressed the call button trembling.

"Hello?" Duan Jingsheng's voice was very low, and Lin Duan said tremblingly, "Teacher Duan, Professor Zhu... Sentenced to death with a two-year reprieve."

"Oh."

"I have known him for more than four years..." But he has to testify in court and send him to death with his own hands.Lin Duan wiped his face, stopped talking, and changed the subject: "I want to see you."

"Later, I'm on a blind date." Duan Jingsheng said.

Lin Duan was expressionless and hung up the phone without saying a word.

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