In the first two dreams, Xie Jianwei was stunned after entering, and the whole process depended on guessing.
This time, the old classmate Lu was very considerate. He directly got him a diary, and after reading it at a glance and ten lines, Xie Jianwei already knew exactly what kind of neuropathy he was.
The sixteen-year-old love-deprived boy was in poor health for some reason. He had been soaking in medicine jars since he was a child. He didn't even breathe much fresh air outside. With such a big life, the people he knew were servants other than servants. Not a single friend.
Parents are busy with work, flying around, and can't go home several times a year.
It's hard for a young boy to live like this, his mental state is normal.
Until a year ago, Lu Li became his family doctor. He would come to check him every once in a while, talk to him, and secretly bring him some novel gadgets.
Where did the little boy see these? In just a few meetings, Dr. Lu was talked about and became his number one fanboy.
However, judging from this year-long diary, the little boy has long been more than just a little fanboy, he is simply obsessed to the point of madness.
For example this:
XX, XX, 20XX
Why does A Juan keep peeking at Dr. Lu
Dr. Lu is mine! No one is allowed to stare at him!
Ajuan is so annoying, so annoying, I really want to take her eyes off...
Xie Jianwei felt inexplicably distressed for this A Juan. It was good to be expelled. If he stayed, this neurotic teenager might do something.
Xie Jianwei took a deep breath after reading the "script".
The last dream was that of Mr. Xie, who was distracted by his kidneys and not his heart. This dream was of a sickly young master who was so in love with him.
The contrast is quite large, and he needs a little time to switch and adapt.
In fact, Xie Jianwei did not understand this setting.
In this dream, what does Lu Li want? He has been set by him to love him so much that his brain is sick, can he love him even more
But it's all like this, how can I love it more
Xie Jianwei, even with an IQ of 280, can't understand the brain circuits of mental patients.
Well, the mental patient he was talking about was Young Master Sing Jiao, not Lu Xiaoli from his family.
Well, this explanation is a bit of a mystery :D
It doesn't matter if I can't figure it out for the time being, anyway, Lu Li will come tomorrow, and I can always solve it when I see the tricks.
Xie Jianwei put away the diary, got up and put on clothes.
He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself inside, feeling a little dazed.
This is my sixteen-year-old self.
Xie Jian smiled and said hello to "him".
At that time, I was not alive.
Of course, it had been so long, and thinking about those things made him feel calm.
After all, meeting Lu Li was the real beginning of his life.
Lu Li is a real orphan, or a poor boy who eats apples all day long, and he doesn't know how to imagine the way everyone's young master lives.
It's also quite similar, making Xie Jianwei inexplicably have a very uncomfortable sense of familiarity.
The gorgeous house, the servants who always keep their heads down and whose expressions are less than intelligent robots, the large living room that is so quiet that the needles can be heard clearly, and the dazzling sun that can be seen but can only be seen by looking up. crystal Light.
No matter how bright the crystal lamp was, it couldn't illuminate the lifeless atmosphere of the whole room.
Xie Jianwei's body is really bad, but he was just walking up the circular stairs or going downstairs, and he was already panting slightly and sweating on his forehead.
Setting him so weak, Xie Jianwei pondered, does Lu Dali still want to do some happy activities with him
Dinner was already set on the long dining table downstairs.
This food is quite a lot for one person.
Seven dishes and one soup, all of which are exquisite and expensive dishes. If you were an ordinary person, you would probably be drooling at the sight, and would be happy to pick up a knife and fork to eat.
However, Xie Jianwei frowned slightly.
Cold violence.
The details are so well done, I really don't understand where Lu Li got his experience.
The owner of this house is flying all the year round, and the young master is frail, and it is estimated that he has a temper in the past, so these servants not only ignore him, but also hate him.
In the eyes of outsiders, there is really nothing wrong with this table dish.
But for Xie Jianwei, none of these greasy and greasy foods could be eaten by him.
His body is too weak, and his digestion and absorption system is extremely poor. Now he is very hungry and eats two pieces of meat, and he will be tossing and turning in the middle of the night until his stomach hurts.
But if he doesn't eat and is hungry, he loses his temper and says that the food doesn't suit his taste. The servants will immediately redo it for him, but the redo dishes are also these things.
If Xie Jianwei directly said that he wanted to eat vegetarian food.
They also have something to say to him: "Master, the master and the wife have instructed you to eat more nutritious food, so that your body will get better and better."
good ass.
Xie Jianwei certainly had a way to punish these people, but he did nothing.
After all, in the setting, he was a poor boy who was bullied badly, living in a golden house and a silver house but desperately lacking love.
He has to wait for his Marshal White Horse... ah no, it's Doctor White Horse to save him.
Xie Jianwei looked at the breakfast after being starved all night, and knew that he had to continue to starve.
These bastards want to kill him by making a bowl of beef noodles or spicy!
With this physical quality, I ate this bowl of noodles, and I don't have to go anywhere today. The toilet is his second bedroom.
Poor Military Sergeant Xie was so unhappy, watching the red and spicy oil, his heart was pumping.
Hungry and greedy, thanks to Xie Jianwei's strong perseverance, he held on abruptly!
According to the diary of the sickly young man, Dr. Lu would come over at about ten in the morning.
Every time Xie Jianwei would sit by the window and wait for him, he opened his eyes in the morning and sat until his figure appeared at the courtyard gate.
Sometimes it was three hours, sometimes it was four hours, and sometimes Xie Jianwei would be too happy to fall asleep because he thought of seeing Lu Li soon, so he woke up at five and started to sit there and wait.
There was only one reason, he was afraid that if Lu Li came earlier, he accidentally missed it.
That's right, Master, he is so sick.
Xie Jianwei looked at the time. If he sat there now, he would have to sit for at least three hours.
Thinking about it makes his back hurt, especially when he is still hungry with his chest on his back.
But he couldn't do it if he didn't go to sit, because everyone knew about his habit, and Lu Li also knew it, and he persuaded him countless times, but Xie Jianwei, as a willful young master, would definitely not listen, and would sit there and wait every time.
But Xie Jianwei looked at the time and felt that he didn't need to be a "Wangfu Stone" now. Anyway, Lu Li won't come until at least ten o'clock.
It's a pity that Xie Jianwei just took the book and lay on the bed, ready to look at it leisurely for a while, when there were footsteps outside.
Who is here
He closed the book, and before he could get out of bed, the door opened.
Lu Li strode in and saw that he was still sleeping on the bed, he smiled slightly: "I heard Xiaoshan say you haven't had breakfast yet?"
Xie Jianwei was stunned for a while, how do you come here? How about ten o'clock in the morning? Now is the time, he didn't wait by the window for him, doesn't it fit the neurotic setting
Fortunately, Xie Jianwei responded very quickly. His eyes were full of surprises. He got up from the bed. Because he was too anxious, he brought the book to the ground. The cover happened to be an interview photo of Lu Li.
Lu Li naturally also saw the book.
Xie Jianwei seemed to treasure it very much. Hearing the sound of its landing, the whole person panicked. He bent down to pick it up. When he picked it up, he saw that the cover was folded in a small corner, and his eyes were slightly red with distress.