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After Bai Shen got home, he took out a photo from his pocket and put it in his notebook.

It was the photo taken by Lu Xun shooting the gun. When he was not paying attention, Bai Shen quietly went to the boss and asked for it.

He was a little sleepy, but he was too eager to read the materials, so he put the computer on the bed and read it while lying on his stomach.

It can be seen that Li Ke tried his best to recall the content of the chat with Xiao Xiao and summarized the information. It only said some plain language, and also included some descriptions of the reappearance of the scene.

For example, when writing about Lu Xun's case-solving process, he added brackets, which said something like "Xiao Xiao insists on eating my potato chips".

Bai Shen smiled, and wrote quite a lot. I guess there are a lot of slobbers, and Li Ke is really suffering.

He read it in silence until three o'clock in the morning.

It was written in the document that Lu Xun was posthumous, his father passed away before he was born, and his mother was imprisoned when he was 15 years old.

He went through a period of time when he didn't take his life seriously, drunk and dreaming, numb and indifferent, so when he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he became a field interpreter.

Bai Shen reached out to get his work notebook from the side, and when he turned to patient No. 15, Lu Xun, the clipped photo was under his personal information, a laughing boy and patient hugging a doll and a golden retriever The "severe bipolar disorder" in the column of symptoms collided fiercely in Bai Shen's mind.

He picked up his cell phone and wanted to call Lu Xun, but he felt that there was really no reason.

Moreover, Lu Xun had slept well in the past few nights, so he was afraid that it would disturb him.

Bai Shen woke up the next day, it was only eight o'clock.

He still couldn't help calling Lu Xun, but the phone was turned off.

Bai Shen lay on the fluffy pillow, his eyes were half-closed, his hair was disheveled and messy, he still didn't wake up.

Later in the evening, he called Lu Xun again, but still no one answered, the beeping busy tone almost blew his mind.

Another night later, Bai Shen called again, but the phone was still turned off.

He had just come out of a patient's home, and drove a car to the neighborhood where Lu Xun lived.

He arrived at the door of Lu Xun's house and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Bai Shen returned home depressed, and continued his ordinary life.

He felt that his little life was pretty good, except that the patients he took over were all strange and unusual.

He didn't have any major worries, he grew up almost smoothly up to now, enjoying the empty window of no emotional income, and his family is still alive... Every bit of his life is completely different from Lu Xun's.

It may be because of this that he was shocked and distressed when he saw Lu Xun's past.

When Lu Xun left, he wondered if he should let him know.

It is indeed a very fucking idea. He has grown up so much, except that he has to notify his mother when he goes out to play football before the age of ten, and he has never thought of telling anyone when he leaves.

The moving car flew in front of him and stopped, the protective door opened, he walked in, found his seat and sat down.

Standing by the window, he could see the scenery outside the window quickly receding. The bullet train took him away from the city and rushed into the countryside. The mountains on both sides wrapped the vehicle awkwardly, and the surroundings became silent, only the whistling of the bullet train, boring into his ears monotonously.

He is still used to this, used to run away to escape, to avoid the gloomy mood of falling rapidly.

He put on a gray T-shirt and cap again, in his world bright colors are a luxury.

Sometimes, the sky is gray, the buildings are gray, the streets are gray, and the shouts of children playing on the side of the road are sharp as if they want to tear the sky apart.

But Bai Shen became that bright color. When he was with him, Lu Xun felt that the sky was blue, the puppy was gold, the balloons were colorful, and a bowl of ramen was top-notch.

He didn't tell him, Bai Shen didn't know how much Lu Xun liked being with him.

The bullet train was still moving forward, and Lu Xun leaned against the window, very tired, and wanted to sleep, but his nerves struggled and he couldn't fall asleep.

Sitting opposite him was a young mother holding a child, probably only one or two years old.The child cried without warning, completely driving away the little drowsiness he had accumulated with great difficulty.

Lu Xun took off his hat, puffed out his cheeks and winked and made a face.

The child was taken aback for a moment, and Hua'er laughed with snot and tears on his face, his voice was clear and crisp.The little hand also poked his eyelids and stuck out his tongue, acting like a devil.

He secretly sighed, what a cute child, he really wanted to snatch it away, and he looked at the face of the child with snot and tears and a smile showing two small front teeth.

Tsk, why does she look more and more like Little Platinum?Lu Xun put his hat back on and snickered.

At one o'clock in the night, the doorbell rang in an empty cafe.

The store was closed, and all the customers and employees left cleanly. Li Ke opened the wooden door, and the wind chime made a crisp sound, like a little girl's laughter.

In the store, only the dim wall lamps were still on. Li Ke stood at the door, blocking most of the lights, and only vague and ambiguous light was reflected on the faces of the visitors.

Li Ke pulled him in, turned around and closed the door with his backhand, and kissed him involuntarily. With an overbearing and unreasonable force, he was directly pushed down to the ground. The two leaned against the log chair in the hall and kissed. , until the oxygen was gradually withdrawn, both of them were panting heavily.

"Did you pull the curtains? It's so wild." Xiao Xiao turned his head and leaned on the chair.

"No," Li Ke said, unbuttoning the two buttons on the collar of his sweater, "There are wilder ones."

"Enough is enough," Xiao Xiao sat up and looked around. The curtains were drawn and the door was locked. Because he leaned on the chair legs for too long, his back was aching. It seems to be injured."

"What is it like?" Li Ke turned his upper body in the other direction, lifted his clothes, and clicked his tongue, "It's still a gunshot wound."

Xiao Xiao found a cigarette from Li Ke's trouser pocket and lit it: "I'm tired and want to sleep."

"Go upstairs, hurry up, I'll make you a cup of milk." Li Ke took the cigarette he had only smoked from his mouth, put it in his own mouth, and said vaguely.

Xiao Xiao took a shower, and the dense water vapor filled the entire bathroom.He paid attention to the wound on his back, but the operation was still rough, and he didn't know if it was wet or not.

The bathroom door was opened, Li Ke took a change of pajamas and put them on the sink, walked over, found his wound with difficulty in the cloud-like air, and stretched out his hand to cover it.

"You're hot." Li Ke said behind his back.

Xiao Xiao immediately adjusted the direction of the water heater. Although it was summer, the cold water still hit them like ice cubes just climbed up from the well.

Li Ke's hand trembled suddenly, shrank back in the cold, and quickly covered it again.

"Are you immature?" He leaned close to Xiao Xiao's back and reached out to turn off the water.

Xiao Xiao smiled, didn't wipe the water on his body, put on his clothes in an instant, rushed out in front of him, and didn't know what happened to the wound on his back, it might be cracked and dripped after being so fixed by him blood.

Li Ke didn't bother to talk to him, walked into the bedroom and saw Xiao Xiao sitting on the edge of the bed, drinking the milk tea he just made in one go.

Every time Li Ke sees him drinking like this, he feels wasteful, and the good food is given to a sick pig. For a while, he probably didn't taste it at all.

He felt that if he was replaced with a cup of soy sauce one day, he probably wouldn't even be able to taste it.

Xiao Xiao threw off his slippers and lay down on the bed, Li Ke subconsciously dodged to the side, otherwise he would definitely be hit on the knee.

He turned off the only bedside lamp that was on, lifted the quilt and got in, leaned sideways against Xiao Xiao's back, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Xiao Xiao held his hand, lowered his voice and said, "I'm a little tired."

"I know," Li Ke said, "You said it."

Xiao Xiao just got off the plane and came here all the way.

"Has it been resolved over there?" Li Ke asked.

"No," Xiao Xiao opened his eyes, and when he closed them, he would recall those chaotic scenes, "There is progress."

Li Ke didn't speak, he put his head on Xiao Xiao's head, and put more strength around his arms.

"If you strangle me, you can sleep with me at Lord Yan's place." Xiao Xiao said.

Li Ke let go, turned around and separated a little distance: "Hurry up and sleep."

"Come here." Xiao Xiao's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"I'm going to bed." Li Ke also protested dissatisfied.

"I know," Xiao Xiao sighed, "Hold me."

Li Ke approached him obediently and wrapped his arms around him again: "I'm afraid that the dog blood on your back will smear me."

Xiao Xiao wanted to beat him up. After a while, he felt that blood might really be bleeding from behind, so he said inexplicably, "It's not bad to die in your arms."

Li Ke didn't speak, and buried his head in kissing the back of his neck.

When he woke up the next day, Xiao Xiao was still sleeping, breathing evenly and sleeping peacefully.

He raised his head and looked at him from a short distance, Xiao Xiao was still holding his hand, and his arms were still holding him.Li Ke looked at him in such a half-lying position, and felt strenuous after holding on for a few minutes.

He moved lightly to get up, but Xiao Xiao still held onto it desperately.

Li Ke sat up and kicked him hard: "Just pretend and you will."

Xiao Xiao also sat up, approached with a smile, and put his head on his shoulder.

"I'll make you some porridge." Li Ke said.

"Go, don't come back." Xiao Xiao lay down again.

Li Ke lifted his shirt and took a look: "Fortunately, the scab is forming, just apply some medicine and it will be fine."

"There's so much nonsense." Xiao Xiao turned his back to him, probably falling asleep again.

Li Ke was about to get out of bed, but Xiao Xiao grabbed his hand backhand and pulled him back on the bed, next to him.

"Cook a fart and lie down," he said.

"Got it." Li Ke hugged him.

The morning sun penetrated into the room through the gaps in the curtains, it was already bright outside, and the cafe downstairs was already open, with soft music playing.

"What the hell are you listening to all day long? It's like mourning." Xiao Xiao said.

"Violin, you know nothing." Li Ke defended his proud playlist.

The sound of the violin is often like a whimper, full of sadness.

It stands to reason that a rough old man like Li Ke would not listen to this kind of music, but Li Ke is inexplicably obsessed with the sound of the violin.

The two of them were silent and did not speak, the light music downstairs was still playing, and time passed by the bodies of the two who were close to each other.

Xiao Xiao suddenly broke the silence: "This song is not bad, it is suitable to play this song when I mourn for me in the future."

"..." Li Ke didn't know how to answer, he closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Did you hear that?" Xiao Xiao asked.

"I heard that, shut your dog's mouth quickly." Li Ke said angrily.

For a long time, Li Ke would listen carefully to every frustrated word Xiao Xiao said, even though he didn't like what he said.

But he really needs to know what should be placed at his funeral, where the urn is buried, and so on. After all, anything can come. When the day comes, Li Ke hopes that he will be satisfied with his departure.

"Li Ke." Xiao Xiao said, his voice was much gentler than other slobbering words.

"If you fart, let it go." Li Ke said.

"I don't know what I'm going to say, so I'll start anyway." Xiao Xiao had already woken up completely and couldn't fall asleep.

"Then for me," Li Ke sighed softly, probably worried about his IQ, "Xiao Xiao, I miss you very much."

Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and poked his stomach with his elbow: "It's so embarrassing."

Li Ke also laughed, turned over and lay on top of him.

"Crush me to death and you..."

Before the words were finished, Li Ke interrupted: "Go to the king of Yama and tell him to watch us sleep, right?"

Xiao Xiao looked at him and was choked up. He was rarely shy, but now it was a rare scene where he blushed.

He pretended to cough twice: "Hurry up, or you may..."

He shut up in time, left half of the sentence, and raised his eyebrows.

The author has something to say:

The deputy cp is officially launched, and the way is much wilder. ╮(‵▽′)╭