Five Cases

Chapter 13: nightmare

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Lu Hui's refusal was straightforward, and within Ji Fanyang's expectation, he opened his hand lightly, without any disappointment or confusion: "Okay." He shrugged, glanced at the few remaining barbecue plates, "Are you full?"

"Yeah." Lu Hui took the last sip of beer, reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand and took out his wallet, "How much?"

"Let me pay." Ji Fanyang said, lowering his head and opening his wallet.

Lu Hui evoked his trademark sarcastic smile: "How much money can a child who runs away from home have?"

"I'm not... wait, you know?" Ji Fanyang raised his head nervously, the broken hair on his forehead drew a slight arc with his movements, making him appear immature and innocent.

Lu Hui waved his hand, not going to go into details: "How much?" He asked again.

"Eighty-five." Ji Fanyang replied.

Lu Hui rummaged through his wallet for a long time, and took out forty-five yuan and put it on the table: "Half and half, I don't like to owe others, and I don't like others to owe me."

Ji Fanyang had no objection, he picked up forty-five yuan, added forty yuan himself, stood up and handed it to the boss.

Lu Hui silently looked at Ji Fanyang's back. His eyes were dark and their edges flared faintly. He looked like a wild wolf waiting for an opportunity. His face was reflected by the dim street lamps, and his tall nose bridge His face was divided into two halves, one half was hidden in the darkness, and the other half was exposed to the light. His eyes were full of figures, but it seemed that there was nothing there.

Ji Fanyang turned around after paying the bill and walked back. He walked towards Lu Hui step by step, like sunlight splitting the darkness inch by inch. He swears by the experience of his four ex-girlfriends that Lu Hui is the most mysterious and painful person he has ever met. A wailing and distorted soul is hidden in the body of the madman police detective who is seven years older than him.

Ji Fanyang stood in front of the table: "Let's go."

Lu Hui nodded, stood up, stuffed his wallet into his trouser pocket: "Yeah."

They walked all the way back to the hotel, Lu Hui didn't speak, he was like a ghost, Ji Fanyang didn't speak, he followed Lu Hui's pace quietly.

After registering their ID cards at the front desk and getting their room cards, they walked into the elevator and went up to the fourth floor.

421, it says on the room card.

Ji Fanyang pasted the card on the doorknob, "D-" the door opened.

Ji Fanyang stepped into the room, but Lu Hui stood still.

Lu Hui didn't like living in strange rooms. He was particularly repelled by places full of unfamiliar smells. He moved his toes, showing a little anxiety.

Ji Fanyang noticed Lu Hui's small movements. He didn't rush, but took two steps back, giving the wild wolf enough space and time to sniff the territory. Since the last time Lu Hui stepped into his house hesitantly and left at the speed of light, Ji Fanyang Fan Yang secretly wrote it down.

Standing at the door, Lu Hui looked around the room carefully, starting from the TV hanging on the wall, cabinets, hanging heaters, chairs, windows, gauze curtains, blackout curtains, two single beds, carpets, bathroom, Everything caught his eye and quickly classified in his brain, which ones could be used to escape and which ones could sustain life.

He moved his toes, and his eyes focused on the only living creature in the room—Ji Fanyang. It was obvious that he didn't trust Ji Fanyang.

And he didn't trust the situation.

Ji Fanyang waited for a while, saw Lu Hui looking straight at him, and said helplessly, "Can you close the door? It's a bit embarrassing."

Lu Hui was stunned for a moment, took the first step, then took the second step, and then closed the door, pressing his back against the door panel, tensing his muscles awkwardly.

Ji Fanyang put on disposable slippers and walked into the bathroom, and closed the door with a "click", leaving Lu Hui alone in the room.

Lu Hui exhaled, he relaxed a little, moved forward four or five steps, and sat on the bed near the door. The cleaning work of the hotel is well done, and the sheets and bedding smell like clean water.

The rattling noise in the bathroom stopped, and Ji Fanyang came out wearing a bath towel, his wet short hair was messy, and the moist and warm bathing breath came over his face.

Lu Hui walked in and quickly closed the door.

Ji Fanyang, who had never been treated with such excessive vigilance, shook his head and leaned on the bedside to wait for his hair to dry.

Lu Hui also washed and came out, wearing a bath towel, his muscles were very strong, he really looked like a wild wolf active in the forest.

The two lay on two beds, and Ji Fanyang fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Hui tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The strange smell made him uncomfortable all over. He lay upright and adjusted his breathing. After an hour and a half, he finally fell into a light sleep.

["Lu Hui! Lu Hui!" The young boy curled up in a corner with a painful and vicious expression, "I want to die, I really want to die."]

["Let me out, Fei Yang, let me out!"]

[The teenage boy hung up the huge iron lock with a "bang", turned his head and smiled distortedly: "Now, there are only two of us left."]

[The darkness mixed with the smell of blood, like the tide, rushed towards him wave after wave. The smell of damp and stench should be the smell of rat and bat droppings, it was too quiet.]

[Two boys, but only one breathing sound.]

"Lu group, Lu group." Ji Fanyang stood worriedly beside Lu Hui's bed and called softly.

Lu Hui gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly. Beads of sweat flowed from his forehead. His whole body was soaked in sweat. His heavy breathing proved that this was not a good dream.

"Group Lu!" Ji Fanyang raised his voice.

Lu Hui opened his eyes abruptly, and sat up, staring at Ji Fanyang with wolf-like eyes, his chest heaving up and down, obviously stunned.

"Lu Zu, are you okay?" Ji Fanyang glanced at the phone screen, it was 2:25.

Lu Hui took out two tissues and wiped off the sweat from his neck and forehead: "I'm going to take a shower." Then he rushed into the bathroom with some unsteady steps.

Ji Fanyang lay back on the bed, he frowned, and couldn't sleep anymore.

After Lu Hui took a shower and walked out of the bathroom, Ji Fanyang lay still and listened quietly to Lu Hui's movements.

Lu Hui changed into the clothes he was going out, and gently opened the door.

"Where are you going?" Ji Fanyang sat up.

"Go for a walk." Lu Hui said.

Ji Fanyang said disapprovingly: "I'll go out with you, it's not safe for you to be alone."

Lu Hui paused when he stepped out of the threshold, and retracted his foot, "Okay." He said.

Ji Fanyang felt that if it wasn't for the nightmare, Lu Hui would never agree to go with him. He put on short sleeves and trousers, took the key and the key card: "Let's go."

The two walked into the elevator one after the other, and Ji Fanyang broke the silence: "Do you have anything to say?"

Lu Hui was silent, he was struggling, the elevator went down to the first floor, Lu Hui said: "No."

Always refused, Ji Fanyang seemed a little tired, he nodded and did not continue to ask.

Lu Hui's thoughts drifted to distant places. Every year at the end of July, it was the most difficult time of the year for him. He would have nightmares, and every time he would wake up, he would go out for a walk alone, breathing the cold night air and purifying his lungs. tube, and heart.

He is like a hyena wandering in the wilderness, alone, with scars covering his body, he suppresses it, all the heaviness and darkness are buried in the bottom of his heart, and when the sun rises, he is still the one who "pissed everyone off" "The mainland bastard who is the target.

The author has something to say:

Thank you "Zhen Da" and "Umbilical Cord Twister" for your comments in almost every chapter.

My temper... You should have felt it in the previous article, it is indeed not a gentle person...

I really saw the messages of the little angels, and I was very, very very touched. I didn't reply because I ignored them, but because I really didn't know what to say... Especially the little angels who left so many and warm messages , I’m actually rubbing against the screen of my phone, believe it or not…

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Those landmines, I plan to finish writing the second volume to see if I can give it to you. After all, I haven’t signed a contract, so I will give you a reward for enduring my violent temper and reading the article patiently.

Moreover, because I didn't sign a contract, I can hate whoever I want, which is really cool.

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