fear game

As long as Lance is around, Qi Mo's mad dog disease will not break out.He obediently walked over, sat down in front of Lance, and looked down at the book he was reading.It turned out to be Neruda's collection of poems, Qi Mo smiled knowingly.

Miranda was just passing by. She had other patients to take care of. Seeing that Lance didn't call her, she pouted and left in disappointment.Only Chandler stood awkwardly at the door, carrying a box of dumplings. Dr. Lance had obviously seen him, and he didn't want to go in or leave at this moment.

After all, Lance was a gentle person, so he waved to Chandler and said, "Doctor Chandler, what are you doing standing at the door? Are you going to share that box of dumplings with me?"

Chandler finally found the steps and came down, hurriedly carrying the dumplings to the table.But... where do you sit?Lance and Qi Mo occupied one side of the table.Let's sit next to Qi Mo...Look at the ferocious eyes of a mad dog, forget it, but if you sit next to Lance—to be so close to the lover of your dreams, of course he would like to, but that Qi Mo , won't stand up and bite him?

But he had to choose a side, and Chandler finally followed his inner voice and sat with Lance.

Lance quickly picked up the plastic bag on the table, took out the dumplings inside, and happily opened the lid: "How do you know I like dumplings?"

Seeing that Lance liked it, Chandler immediately said triumphantly, "Guess, don't all of you Chinese like to eat dumplings. You leave home alone to work so far away, I guess you must be homesick. How about it? Is it at home, your mother often makes dumplings for you?"

Lance has no mother. His father lived in the north of China when he was young, so during the Chinese New Year, his father would rarely be at home and personally cook and make dumplings for the two brothers.

The embarrassment on Lance's face for a moment was all seen by Qi Mo.But the stupid Chandler didn't notice it at all, and continued: "One of my college classmates is Chinese. His mother came to visit him at school and brought him dumplings made by herself. Since he invited me to eat once, then Taste..." Before Lance could move his chopsticks, Chandler had already picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew—few foreigners know how to use chopsticks, and praised while eating, "That taste is really good Yes. Um...you eat..." The "you" of course refers to Lance alone, and in Chandler's mind, "mad dog" Qi Mo is of course not qualified to get his hands on the delicacy he specially uses to please his sweetheart.

Lance raised his eyelids and glanced at him, seeing that his mouth was swollen like an inflatable toad, he wanted to laugh, but he held back.He picked up a dumpling and held the chopsticks with his slender fingers. The fingertips were covered with neatly trimmed transparent nails. In Qi Mo's eyes, they were all scenery.

"Xiao Hei, you eat." Unexpectedly, Lance did not put the dumpling into his mouth, but thoughtfully wiped the empty plate under his coffee cup with a tissue, and pushed it in front of Qi Mo , Then gently put the dumplings into the plate.

Qi Mo glanced at the dumplings deliberately prepared for him on the plate, but did not move.

Chandler saw that he not only flattered the horse's leg, but also stretched out his legs to hook other horses. He was so angry that he blamed himself for being unattractive and unable to please Lance .However, he was never convinced that he would lose to a mental patient—yes, it must be sympathy, and he must be so kind to him just to see him pitiful.

Thinking of it this way, Chandler got balanced. In order not to appear stingy in front of Lance, he pretended to be generous and said to Qi Mo, "Oh, you can eat too."

Lance ignored the awkward smile on Chandler's face, and asked Qi Mo again: "Xiao Hei, you are also of Chinese descent, you must also like to eat dumplings."

On Qi Mo's file, it was clearly written that his parents, age, background and work experience were all unknown.It was as if this man jumped out of a crack in the rocks. There was no information, and he didn't know how he went crazy. Everything about his past was a mystery.The only thing that is certain is that, judging by his appearance, he should be older than Lance, probably in his early 30s. His biological parents should be both Chinese, and it doesn't seem like he has mixed with other blood.

Lance didn't dare to ask about Qi Mo's parents. He was afraid that Qi Mo's madness might be related to his parents, so he just said "you like it".

Unexpectedly, Qi Mo took a cold look at the deformed dumplings in front of him and said, "I don't like this kind of dumplings sold outside. They are not nutritious. I can make them myself. If the owner likes them, I will make them for you next time."

Chandler, who was eating dumplings in silence, raised his head as if frightened when he heard the word "Master", and stared at the two suspiciously.

Lance thought for a while, and decided not to explain what the word "Master" meant. Chandler could do whatever he wanted.So he just said to Qi Mo: "Okay, then next time I will try Xiao Hei's handicrafts." Then, he also picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth. Anyway, after eating "nutritious" food Before making dumplings, it’s also good to use takeaway dumplings to kill gluttons.

At this time, a handkerchief was pasted to the corner of Lance's mouth.This white handkerchief without any patterns seemed familiar. Lance remembered that it was the one that Qi Mo used to wrap his hair on his bed last time.Qi Mo used the most gentle gestures and eyes to help him wipe off a little oil stain on the corner of his mouth.

Chandler on the side looked at the two in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost during the day.Shouldn't this... This kind of plot with pink bubbles be the sweet scene between himself and Lance in his fantasy?How could this lunatic take the lead!

So Chandler immediately reached out and tried to snatch the handkerchief over: "Hey, what are you touching Dr. Lance's mouth with? Who knows if a lunatic like you would put poison on it!" Of course he wouldn't really I really think that Qi Mo will want to kill Lance, this is just an excuse between the rivals.

Qi Mo was helping Lance gently wipe his mouth, so naturally he didn't guard against the sudden hand of his rival.With a jerk, Chandler pulled out the veil, and the veil shook open accidentally.The handkerchief that was originally folded into a square and used to wipe the corners of Lance's mouth was suddenly opened completely. When Chandler saw what was inside, he was so surprised that he couldn't even speak for a moment. The horror rose from his heart.

What did he see?

It's a long black hair - I can tell whose it is without saying; and, the little yellow marks on the side of the hair - it's sperm spots, and it's hard to vent after a long time of not ejaculating. One color at a time.