Leo threw himself into the sofa chair in the hotel room. He stared at the glass on the table in front of him, and a face was vaguely reflected on the wall of the glass. It was not as iron as before. Instead, it began to blush—it was a nervous flush, which was rolled down along with it. Cold sweat.
His heart was beating violently, and every breath of air he was breathing was filled with toxins of tension, worry, and fear, which poured into his lungs, accompanied by blood invading his body. He felt flustered, short of breath and dry mouth, holding an upside-down cup and turning it over, with his other hand reaching for the large glass bottle filled with water. His fingers trembled so badly that he couldn't even hold the handle of the carafe, and the water was tremblingly spilled on the table.
Li Biqing immediately took the water bottle, filled a glass of water and handed it to him, watching him pour the water into his throat in one breath, and said anxiously: "I think you need to go to the hospital, Leo, you look terrible..."
"No, I know what I am doing." The federal agent rebuffed without question, squeezing the glass with his fingers, trying to choke it to death.
"Maybe you don't like going to the hospital, it's okay, many people don't like it, or should I invite a doctor over?" The boy persuaded him not to worry.
Leo raised his voice and exclaimed very sharply: "I said no need!"
"But-"
Leo smashed the glass in his hand! Immediately after sweeping his arm, he threw the table full of glasses and bottles on the floor, spattered and messed up. He got up and kicked off the wooden round table, hitting the bedside table, and roaring angrily in the loud bang: "I said'No'! Can't you hear it? No, No, No! I fucking I don’t want to see any fucking doctor and eat a bunch of inexplicable pills! This body is mine, and I’m the fucking master. I don’t need anyone else to teach me how to control it!"
His emotions are completely out of control! At this moment, he is no longer the FBI who is calm and self-disciplined, and Li Biqing can't imagine how much psychological pressure it takes to make this man's tough and tough spirit bend like a steel bar into this look!
If this continues, he will be hysterical, and he must find a way to soothe and soothe his spirits as soon as possible, but before that, he must turn off the switch of violent emotions. Li Biqing tried to get closer, put his hand on the federal agent's shoulder, and gently slid along his upper arm, "Leo, relax, breathe, deep..."
His voice and movements are very gentle, with a hypnotic inducement. This effect should have been very good, but he temporarily forgot the most taboo point-for a strictly trained agent like Leo, he shouldn't Approaching him from the back in a state of trigger!
While his hand was stroking Leo's shoulder, the latter reflexively twisted his wrist, and his bent knee slammed into the fragile lower abdomen!
Li Biqing felt that he could avoid this blow, even though it was lightning fast and menacing. However, at that moment he hesitated, then let this heavy knee hit the lower abdomen. With this as the central point, the severe pain radiated to the whole body like a power grid, and he tasted the pain of his internal organs being broken into pieces by a heavy hammer. After making a scream, he threw himself back to the floor, curled up and moaned.
Leo froze there, looking at him, it seemed that he didn't realize what was going on. He beat him? Used all his strength against Li Biqing, who has no ability to resist? This is his boy. He has always tried to protect him, and he is reluctant to get hurt. Even when his safety conflicts with his favorite job, he does not hesitate to choose the former... He is so... Pity him …Oh my God! Is he crazy? !
The black-haired agent's lips trembled. He slowly squatted down and reached out to the boy on the floor, but when he was about to touch him, he shy away, then stretched out his hand again, and retracted again—he still couldn’t believe it, to Li Bi. The person who started with Qing was himself, which made him doubt his ability to control himself, and he had never been such an unconfident person. Calmness, self-confidence, sharpness, and a strong desire to control things around him are his characteristics. Everyone always has some traits that go deep into his bones—but at this moment, it begins to crack.
"Bi Qing..." he murmured and called out in pain, wanting to say a little more apology, but in the end he couldn't say anything.
The Chinese boy survived the initial pain and began to ease his breath. He turned over and staggered trying to stand up, and the federal agent couldn't help holding him.
"It's okay, it's not so painful now," Li Biqing squeezed a comforting smile at him, "I shouldn't touch you without saying hello, forget your professional self-defense response..."
Until now, he still wasn't angry with him, just blamed himself.
He has never been angry with him. On the contrary, he always gets angry at him every time, blaming him, restricting him, and threatening him.
He always cared about him silently, cooked for him, stayed in the hospital to take care of him, and helped him a lot at work, but he was so busy that he only visited the hospital once or twice when he was injured.
He is gentle, clean, cute, tolerant, wise, talented... He is worthy of all the beautiful words in the world, and he is just a vain paranoia, a drug addict, a problematic neuropathy or mental illness!
"Don't show your face of pain and guilt. It's really not your fault... Hey, agent, you are always full of spirits in my mind. You know I like your face a lot, but this expression will It makes me feel guilty." The boy said half-jokingly.
He said that he liked him-even if he was such an unbearable self, he still smiled and said that he liked him.
Leo felt that the things in his body-it didn't matter what it was called feelings, spirits, or souls-the things that could dominate his brain crashed in the boy's smile, and then in another completely unfamiliar way. Regroup.
He is still Leo, but Leo is vaguely different from before.
—Leo who fell in love with Li Biqing.
He desperately hugged the boy in front of him, wishing to burn himself into a pile of flames, just to provide him with warmth on the icy night-if he needs him to do so!
The boy didn't know that he had accomplished a feat. He undertook to conquer another tough man, a brave lion, even when he was anxious and depressed, and his psychological defenses were the weakest.
He only felt the heat and determination that came from the hug, which was something he deliberately wanted to get, but when he got it, he began to feel guilty and uneasy-he had the unreserved trust of the black-haired agent.
I am a vain deceiver... The boy spurned silently in his heart, but since he chose this path from the beginning, he cut off his chance to turn back.
He must go on in accordance with the established goal, cannot look back, cannot turn, warn himself not to be obsessed with the scenery along the way, and go step by step.
He put his arms around the thick and sturdy back of the black-haired agent and hugged him, breathing with the other's heartbeat. After a long time, he whispered, "Will you go to bed and lie down? Maybe it will be more comfortable to lie down."
The agent still led him to the large double bed deep in the room, his tingling and numb hands and feet touched the soft quilt, and he was somewhat drunk. Li Biqing stroked his sweaty forehead with his palm, "Do you want to drink more water, or something else?"
Leo was silent, struggling, weighing whether to pay attention to the body's desire for medicine. If it is satisfied, he will quickly recover his calm and rationality and maintain it for a while. If it doesn't matter, God knows it will stir his brain into something. He can't see the boy he loves lying on the floor moaning after he is sober, absolutely not!
He closed his eyes arrogantly, "... In my travel bag, there are three medicine bottles in the innermost pocket. Bring it for me."
"Immediately!" Li Biqing ran out, the travel bag still in the car. He returned a few minutes later, carrying their luggage, and digging through them to find three unlabeled white medicine bottles. He raised it in front of Leo and asked, "Is that this?"
Leo nodded. The other party immediately poured a glass of water and watched him open the medicine bottle and swallow half of the pill in his palm.
"What kind of medicine are these, should I take such a large amount?" Li Biqing couldn't help asking.
Leo frowned habitually, looking like he was reluctant to answer and disdain to lie.
The Chinese boy felt that the matter was a bit serious, and persevered in asking: "It's useless if you refuse to say it. I will find out when I take the medicine bottle to the hospital and ask."
"... Sertraline hydrochloride, buspirone hydrochloride, and alprazolam." The agent replied in a very low voice.
Li Biqing thought for a while, and felt that the names of these medicines were a bit familiar. This is not his professional category after all, but as long as it is related to life and death, he will dabble in every aspect... The last word activated his memory, and he cried out in surprise and suddenly: "These are healing nerves. Medicine for anxiety, anxiety, depression, or other mental disorders... ”
"—Or all." The black-haired agent said desperately with his fists clenched on his side.
He looked sad as if he was about to completely destroy himself from this world. What happened to him? Li Biqing felt that he had to do something, not only to appease Leo, but also to extinguish an unbearable past. It spread out like a secret door from the bottom of my heart like a black mist, burning around it like flames, and burning them both. People have nowhere to escape when trapped in an isolated island.
He clasped Leo's hand tightly and pressed his two fists into his heart, as if it were a ritual to convey his emotions to the other party-so many complicated emotions, it is difficult for him to break apart to explain. Clear, but the most central and strongest kind, he used actions to further explain—
He bowed his head and kissed him.
Prying open his cold and moist lips easily, he put his tongue in and kissed him deeply in the shocked eyes of the other party.
He is off track again... Damn it, but what can be done? The scenery he passed by was so beautiful, so beautiful and tempting, it was worthy of him to break his contract with the devil like Faust, saying the sentence that lost his life: "How beautiful, please stop!"
Leo's hand easily broke free of the other party's weak bondage, and slowly climbed onto the soft chestnut hair on the back of the boy's neck, holding the back of his head to deepen the kiss. He seemed to have reacted, and he seemed to be sleepwalking, with a focus that didn't care about the whole world at all.
He just wanted to drown in this kiss—he had waited for so long and escaped for so long, struggling to maintain a balance on the wire of loss of control and self-control, and finally could no longer force and suppress himself.
As for what this kiss meant, whether it was an overdone soothing therapy, or a first attempt at awakening, he didn't want to think about it at this moment.
—What does it matter, they are kissing. At least for this moment, they have each other.
The medicinal power began to surge, Leo tried to grasp his fading consciousness and enjoy the paradise for another moment, but the tired nerves of twists and turns could no longer withstand his toss, and he could not resist sinking into the darkness-but until the last moment, He still clutched his boy's wrist tightly.
Unless the other party is determined to break free, he will never let go.
When Leo woke up, he felt that his brain had just been salvaged from the water, and it hadn't drained groggy. He raised his right arm and placed it on his forehead, only to find that another person's wrist was still held in his palm. After a few seconds, he realized what had happened before—it seemed like a dream. He suddenly turned over and saw Li Biqing lying next to him, his eyelashes locked under his scattered bangs, and he slept soundly.
The boy was lying on his side and half on his stomach, with his right hand extended as much as possible, as if he wanted him to hold it more comfortably. Judging from the flat fabric on his back, he always kept this posture during sleep, in order not to wake the other one who was asleep. people.
Leo stared at him for a long time, then lowered his head and touched the soft chestnut hair of the other party with his cheeks. An unprecedented satisfaction filled him, overflowing from every pore, causing him to produce even this There is no absurd idea that the world will be destroyed for a moment.
The Chinese boy woke up and was a little startled after seeing the face close at hand, "You are awake..." He got up and sat on the blanket, plucking his hair awkwardly, "Sorry, I fell asleep in confusion... "
Leo looked at the circle of red marks on his wrist, and didn't know what to use as an opening statement—about the previous... kiss, what does that mean? Does he want to take the initiative to mention it, or wait for the other party to explain it first... Maybe it's just an illusion that exists in imagination rather than reality? At that time, his brain was in a state of misalignment, and he obviously couldn't be a reliable and powerful witness... But it was indeed a kiss, right? He thought about it unsparingly, and the desire to get the affirmative answer from the other party grew stronger.
"That's a kiss, isn't it?" Leo asked in a hoarse voice, ashamed of his terrible way of speaking-why can't he be tactful and more skillful, lest both parties are more embarrassed
Li Biqing lowered his head, fingers unconsciously digging the small patterns on the quilt, and eagerly replied: "I don't know... Maybe so... I didn't think about it so much at the time, but I just thought you looked... looked sad, I I want to do something to make you feel better... I know it's ridiculous and makes you feel—" He choked, as if forced to swallow an extremely bitter pill, "It makes you feel sick, doesn't it... "
"Do you always use this method to comfort patients, I mean, no matter who the other party is?" Leo's face faded.
The boy shook his head blankly: "Actually, I have never done this before. You can think that my head was flooded... God, I don't know what I did!" He said helplessly, "I'm sorry! I'm very sorry! Forget about that, okay? Just assume that nothing happened, please!"
forget? As if nothing happened? This is Li Biqing's answer to him, a sympathetic comfort...
Well, he would forget, for Jasmine, and for the two people to get along normally in the future—what else could he do? Forcing the other party to admit feelings that even oneself can't believe? Or do you completely ignore the other party's wishes, confess wishful thinking, and mess up the originally harmonious relationship? He couldn't imagine how Jasmine would face her if he knew about this and rushed back from the other side of the ocean to ask him for an explanation!
Forget about... It's good, just as an overdone joke, to get everything back to the original point, this is the most sensible way to deal with... Pressing the surging emotions deep into the rock formations, Leo put on a mischievous grin on his face : "Are you trying to bribe a policeman to cover up the crime for you? You have to pay a price, boy."
After hearing these words, the other party's nervous expression obviously relaxed, "This... isn't it a crime?"
"Really, then you shouldn't mind if I mentioned to Jasmine, just saying that her brother and her fiance had artificial respiration with each other?"
"—No!" The boy wailed, "You can't tell her! Think about it, if you let her know that I almost drowned in the lake and you were unconscious by taking the drug, what would happen?"
Leo imagined Jasmine's face at that time, and couldn't help but shiver: "Well, as you said, this matter is completely rotten in our stomachs-but starting today, the next two weeks You wash all the clothes."
Li Biqing agreed: "The deal! That's it!"
Leo opened the quilt and looked at his rumpled coat, "How long have I slept?"
"Five, or six hours, it's getting dark outside."
"No wonder I feel hungry for my stomach. Should I go out to eat something? It seems that I only had a meal today."
"It's a half meal," Li Biqing corrected. "I only ate half of the burger I bought at a fast-food restaurant on the road. That thing is really unpalatable."
"Maybe we can find a nice restaurant in town."
"Go to the county police station for a walk after dinner? I always think there is something suspicious about that mother, Renee is probably not killed by her."
"why?"
"She is a schizophrenic patient. A lunatic like this will kill with a kitchen knife, instead of tying the victim's hands with a strong cross knot, and then carefully scraping off the trademark on the lead bag around her waist."
The federal agent recalled the corpse and suddenly said, "Based on this, you guessed that the murderer committed more than just this case?"
"The girl had no silt and floating algae in her mouth and nasal cavity. She was thrown into the middle of the lake after she died. At least in terms of discarding the body, he is a veteran."
The two changed their coats while discussing the case, and then walked out of the room together.
As they passed the hall, the woman with heavy makeup behind the counter looked at them with weird eyes. "He looks better than he was at noon," she snorted at Rionu and asked Li Biqing tentatively, "I thought he was seriously ill."
"No, he just needs a good night's sleep." The Chinese boy replied.
The woman felt that he was so gentle at the moment that he was different from when he roared at the counter. However, it is understandable that young people who are dissatisfied with desire are always more emotional. It seems that she has given the right room key. "The king size bed in our hotel is pretty good, isn't it?" she said contentedly, "you can stay longer."
Leo and Li Biqing looked at each other and moved their eyes in unison, with some heat on their faces: Forgetting that there is only one double bed in the room-how should we spend tonight? If you now ask to open another room, will it seem overwhelming
Li Biqing hesitated for a moment, and said to the woman behind the counter: "Uh, it's better to switch to two single rooms."
The other party curled his lips at them jokingly, and dropped a sentence: "Do you think this is necessary?" Then he went on to sort out her accounts.