I regenerated a small bodyguard

Mu Jiashu wiped the sweat from his forehead—probably out of fright: "Doctor, how is his condition?"

"Other than a bruise on the arm, there should be no other issues."

"OK, thanks."

As soon as Mu Jiashu let go of his heart, his anger surged up immediately. He reached out and picked up Wei Xun's collar, wishing to blurt out his mouth: "Wei Xun, what are you doing?! You fucking want to die, don't you!"

This kind of gaffe was too rare for him, and it didn't fit Shen Shu's identity even more. However, Wei Xun couldn't find anything wrong with it at this time, and he couldn't even distract himself from paying attention to who was speaking before him. The brain paralyzed by alcohol is almost numb at this time, and can only recall what happened just now with difficulty and confusion.

Going to the hospital... There is no Mu Jiashu there... So I sat on the street and drank.I saw him in my dream, and I also saw him in reality...

Wei Xun suddenly understood what he should do most now, he threw away Mu Jiashu, jumped up like crazy and rushed forward, ran a few steps, and suddenly shouted his name: "Little tree! Little tree! Little tree!"

Mu Jiashu was about to pull his hand halfway, and stood there stunned and shocked. A group of people around him rushed forward and tried their best to stop Wei Xun.

And Wei Xun pushed away the people around him, and suddenly cried.

The two people closest to him let go of their hands in fright, but Wei Xun no longer wanted to try to run in the direction of the car just now—among the countless traffic, the car he was looking for had already disappeared.

"Little tree! Little tree! Little tree! Little tree!"

Under the great loss, I don't know what is illusion and what is reality.His sanity has been blurred, and he can't even realize what he is doing.

He only knew that there was so much sadness in his heart, and it would be better only by calling this name, so he risked his life, calling those two words regardless, even though he knew that it was impossible to call that person again. Call back, although the more you call, the more desperate you become.

"Quick, where's the sedative? Give him a sedative!"

Mu Jiashu just woke up like a dream, and hurried to catch up, wanting to help, but seeing Wei Xun's appearance, he didn't know how to reach out.

For the first time after growing up, I understood what it means to be at a loss.

That feeling is like when I was young.Once I broke one of Uncle Wei's favorite ashtrays and cried out in fright. Wei Xun wiped his tears while patting his chest and assured him that Uncle Wei would never find out. Xun ran to his father to take the matter off, and ended up getting a fat beating.

He was a good brother since he was a child, but he never seemed to be able to do anything for him.Mu Jiashu never thought that Wei Xun would become what he is now because of his death.

If he had known this earlier, he would never have concealed his identity from the start, no matter what the consequences would be.

This is his fault, and he must make up for his mistakes.

He took a deep breath, calmed down his rapid breathing, nodded politely at the doctor, and took Wei Xun who had been injected with a tranquilizer from the other party's hand.

It was night when Wei Xun woke up, the surroundings were dark, and it took a while for his eyes to adjust.

The moonlight penetrated thinly through the curtains, reflecting a light frost-like pallor on the ground, which was enough for him to see the outline of the man standing quietly in front of the window.

The effect of the sedative has not completely subsided, and his limbs are still weak. Wei Xun tried his best to recall, and slowly remembered what happened before, but there seemed to be a fault in his memory.

He could remember drinking too much and chasing the car, but he didn't know where it was or how he got here.

Before knowing the identity of the other party, Wei Xun cautiously did not make any sound, just lay motionless on the bed, quietly opened his eyes and looked at the outline of the room in the darkness, making a judgment.

A little... familiar?

At this time, the person leaning against the window seemed to have a telepathic connection with him, and said softly, "Are you awake?"

Wei Xun: "...um."

Fuck, this voice is also a bit familiar, it sounds like their bodyguards.

Wei Xun said, "Where is this?"

Mu Jiashu said: "Your home."

……really.

This home does not refer to the Wei family, but an apartment that Wei Xun bought when he was in college.The door is equipped with a combination lock, but I don't know how Shen Shu knew this place, and cracked the combination to let him in.

After being dizzy for several hours, the effect of alcohol has faded. When Wei Xun was not insane, he was a keen young man. He was bathed in the sunshine of socialism and believed in Marxism. He still didn't think everything about dead people. The first feeling There is a conspiracy.

He pondered for a while, unable to figure out what this Shen Shu meant, but he had a subtle premonition in his heart, as if he could always feel that the other party was not malicious.

Just what does he want to do?

Wei Xun was thinking about how to ask, but the other party had already asked, "Do you still remember what happened before?"

Wei Xun: "...I drank too much."

Mu Jiashu said indifferently: "It's not just because you drank too much. You chased a car all over the street, causing a traffic jam. After you were dragged back by me, you cried and shouted under the watchful eyes of a group of people, scaring away many people. Kid. Finally the doctor gave you a sedative."

Wei Xun: "..."

He remembered that Shen Shu said before that he did not study much, isn't that quite logical?In just a few words, I have a sense of the picture.

However, he did not want this sense of picture.

Mu Jiashu was still stating the facts honestly: "Then they asked me, is it normal or sudden, and I said sudden. Then they asked, did your family members have similar symptoms... Actually, I don’t know either, anyway, I just said no…”

Wei Xun: "..."

Why does this boy have a very serious tone, but he has a feeling of being teased... Is it an illusion?

"...The doctor said a lot of technical terms, which basically means that you may have been stimulated by some kind of inducement, which caused a sudden neurosis. It is recommended to be hospitalized. I don't think it is appropriate to force you came back."

Wei Xun: "...Thank you."

If everything was true, he would really have to thank Shen Shu for not sending him to the neurology department, otherwise the dignified Beijing Third Young Master Wei would actually become mentally ill, then no one in the whole family should go out again.

Mu Jiashu said: "I didn't expect that the power went out not long after we arrived. But anyway, the doctor told me just now that if we communicate with the patient in an absolutely relaxed environment in the dark, it will help relieve the anxiety in the patient's inner world... Do you feel better now? Does your head still hurt?"

"..." Wei Xun said, "No need, I'm just drunk, it's not that serious. But until now, I still don't understand, how did you find this place?"

Mu Jiashu hesitated for a moment, but took two steps forward without saying a word.

Wei Xun suddenly became suspicious: "Stand there for me! Make it clear first!"

As expected, Mu Jiashu didn't move: "Don't worry, you are not a delicate little girl, I won't do anything to you."

Wei Xun looked at him vigilantly, sat up slowly, and felt that he had a slight headache, but it was not serious, and there seemed to be some residual milk taste in his mouth.The moonlight shone on the head of the bed, he pursed his lips, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a half-cup of leftover milk.

He has always been like this. After a hangover, he is prone to headaches, but if he drinks some milk to relieve it, he will be much better, but few people know this.

Coincidences one after another, disappointments after hopes again and again...

Wei Xun suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Mu Jiashu originally planned to tell Wei Xun his identity, but the idea of ​​reviving a dead body is so unbelievable that people don't know how to express it. In addition, Wei Xun still seems to be emotionally unstable, he suddenly felt a little bit Worried that he would be scared out of his wits, the words came to his lips, but he still didn't say them.

No one in this world is willing to admit that they are different. It is one thing to know something in your heart, but it is another thing to say it out loud.Mu Jiashu seemed to talk a lot of nonsense today, but he was actually just trying to hide his nervousness.

Will Wei Xun be angry?Do you doubt it?

"I……"

With this hesitation, Wei Xun suddenly raised his voice: "Who are you? Who are you! I beg you, please talk to me, who the hell are you! You..."

"Third Brother!" Mu Jiashu interrupted him, "...I'm sorry."

The author has something to say: Babies, I received a notice from the editor on Monday morning that this article will be entered into v on Wednesday, I will always take this article seriously, temper every sentence, every plot, I very much hope that the little angels will not abandon I (づ￣3￣)づ.

If it is updated, it will not be interrupted on Wednesday. It is also around 12:30 in the evening.

Brother Wei, will you be angry?Do you doubt it? (*/ω＼*)