Detached small building.

Ji Boyang curled up on the sofa, the news broadcast on the TV came to an end, and the fat face that occupied half of the screen in the close-up finally disappeared. He glanced at the nurse next to him, and Joven blinked smartly and tuned the TV to a comedy show, "Joy in the Sky."

The nonsensical talk shows of the celebrities made Jofen laugh several times, but Ji Boyang always had a dull expression, but from his intently looking at him, he knew that he was very serious.

The night was getting darker, and Ji Boyang gradually became sleepy.

"Shall you go and rest?" Jophin looked at the time, it was approaching ten o'clock.

Ji Boyang shook his head slightly, his chin fell on his knees, and he looked cute like a feline cub.

Jofin frowned, "I can understand that you don't want to sleep, but your mental condition is worrying, and you can't even break down your body...... Have you noticed the box on the cabinet with the bird on it? This will be followed by a month-long shoot featuring you, which is quite physically draining. General Ji Wei has said that if you want to display your whimsical 'talents', you must pay corresponding awareness. ”

Ji Boyang was silent for a moment and stretched out his hand.

Yofen stepped forward, carried Ji Boyang back to the bedroom, gently put him on the bed, and covered the quilt.

"Ring the pager whenever you need me."

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The footsteps moved away, the lights turned off, and the house fell into darkness.

The walls of the entire small building are made of soundproof materials, and the doors isolate the room into an island, leaving only the sound of light breathing. Ji Boyang looked sideways at the ground, the moonlight was sprinkled, hazy and quiet, he frowned slightly, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed tiredness.

-- Night always comes day after day.

Slowly closing his eyes, Ji Boyang soon entered the dream realm......

This time it's the sea.

The blue waters, the golden sand, he was tied hand and foot and thrown into the undulating sea, his body threw an unimaginable arc, and the wind blade he brought up blew on his face, and smashed into the sea with a thud. The restrained struggle only increased the speed of the fall, and he simply gave up trying to survive and looked up at the sea and sky.

The deeper and deeper the body, the darker it becomes.

What do you want to grasp with your fingers? But there is nothing but sea water around him, helpless and helpless.

The sea water poured into his ears and nose, and his throat seemed to be torn, his trachea was dull and painful, and his lungs were like being burned by fire. The feeling of lack of oxygen was very difficult, his mind began to feel dizzy, dizzy, and blank, and he might lose consciousness immediately, and after a few seconds, he would die again in agony as usual.

In his lonely dreams every night, he experienced being killed again and again, and no one appeared except himself.

It's not a desperate love...... Originally, he didn't have much expectations.

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Xiao Mo sat up from the bed gasping and touched his throat in a daze, the suffocation of drowning made him feel even more frightened. After a moment of silence, he wiped his face and slowly regained his composure, got out of bed to wash, and his white and tender fat face was reflected in the mirror, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were the exhaustion accumulated from nightmares.

In the small building, Jofen sat next to Ji Boyang's bed.

The morning light sprinkled on the head of the bed, Ji Boyang slowly opened his eyes, and the afterglow saw that Yofen took out a pen, and his consciousness was not yet fully awake but he had already begun to describe the dream out of habit.

In the mornings, reporters wander the battlefield to interview random medical workers, occasionally go to the playground to film soldiers in training, and gather material for writing newspaper columns. After Xiao Mo appeared on camera last night, his popularity in Internet searches skyrocketed, and the click-through rate of news replays doubled, making him quite popular with reporters.

Xiao Mo hid all morning, and in the process of eating lunch slowly, Yu Guang glanced at the reporters who were eyeing him, and finally decided to find a clean place to nest.

There are always reporters and photographers filming on the road and in the dormitory, Xiao Mo thought about it and walked towards the researcher's residential area. The soldiers patrolling and standing guard have long been accustomed to Xiao Mo touching the fish, and they did not stop them.

Snowflakes swallowed up the surrounding noise, and there was a lot of silence in all directions. Xiao Mo slowed down, quietly came to the back of the small building in the forbidden area, facing the windowsill of the study, took off the idle flower pot on it and sat down with a padded coat, and the voices of two men sounded on the other side of the wall.

"Young Master dreamed of drowning last night?"

Joseph turned on the computer, and behind him, Yoman recounted Ji Boyang's dream record for the latest week in a non-optimistic tone, and Joseph entered it little by little.

The window opened a gap to ventilate, and the sound came faintly, Xiao Mo pricked up his ears and approached the window, and heard some words vaguely.

He pondered, and the voices in the room continued.

"The pain of suffocation in the dream is real and intense...... It may be that there is a problem with the young master's health, and he will have a full body examination in the near future. ”

"Tied up, overboarded, drowned...... The young master felt the constraints of the external environment, full of instability, unable to get rid of the status quo, and there were signs of discouragement, it seemed that the pressure exerted by General Ji exceeded the limit of the young master's bearing, and he had to carry out psychological counseling while reporting to the top. ”

“…… Summing up the dreams of the past week, the young master's loneliness and rejection of the outside world have not improved, and his mental condition is still dangerous and unstable. ”

Joseph sighed, "I'm more optimistic than when I was first discharged from the hospital. ”

Xiao Mo lowered his eyes and was about to stand up, when suddenly a pile of water was poured down!

Xiao Mo looked up, the window on the second floor opened, and a little beauty with red lips and white teeth stood in front of the window, threw away the wooden vase in her hand, and held on to the wall for a while before raising her chin again, her pale face showed a natural arrogance, looking down at Xiao Mo from above.

"Who are you?" The voice was light and fluttering, like a cloud that was about to dissipate.

Xiao Mo sneezed, looked up at the "girl's" thin chin and stunning peach blossom eyes, and said cheaply, "I'm your husband." ”

The two burly men in the room who heard the movement immediately put down their work, one rushed to the second floor, and the other ran to the window.

Ji Boyang's eyes sank, his chin tightened, and he softly ordered Yoman downstairs: "Bring him in." ”

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Ji Boyang turned off the pager on his wrist, turned to face Joseph who ran up, and gave a look. Joseph carried him to the sofa and watched Ji Boyang spread out a book and read it slowly, without personally interrogating the intruder, and understood the little master's plan:

Beat the person to the skin, and then notify the person in charge to collect the person.

Xiao Mo is not a personality who is silently beaten.

Caught off guard by being dragged from the window into the small building and falling to the ground, it was a mistake, seeing a strong man smashing his fist over, Xiao Mo rolled on the spot, hid in Tibet, and casually touched the valuables within reach to block the opponent's offensive.

When another strong man came down from the second floor, he didn't catch a nimble fat man on both sides, and hurriedly followed the intruder's ass to clean up the mess, acting like an acrobatic clown, and went up to pick things up with his hands and feet connected to his mouth.

Xiao Mo ran from the study to the living room, found that the door was smart face brushing, and fled up and down from the first floor to the second floor.

Ji Boyang was reading a book with earbuds plugged in, when a sudden momentum hit, and he raised his eyes to see a approaching fat face, which was enlarged wirelessly, and was pressed on the sofa by a round giant object with a bang.

"Get out of the way." Ji Boyang's voice had no emotional fluctuations.

Xiao Mo kicked away the wooden vase that stumbled, and just got up and saw the two strong men catching up on the second floor, he hurriedly hid behind Ji Boyang out of breath, and found that the strong man's footsteps were stagnant for a moment before rushing over.

"Get out of your dirty mouth." The scorching breath blew on the back of his neck, and Ji Boyang trembled with disgust, but although his voice was cold, the weight was as insignificant as a falling snowflake.

Will Xiao Mo take it to heart?

Scold...... The big fat man raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The two strong men chased and intercepted, and Xiao Mo bumped into Ji Boyang from time to time. The strong men were so angry that they were rude, one chased Xiao Mo, and the other protected Ji Boyang, and they were in a hurry. Xiao Mo was stunned, and how many punches and kicks he accidentally took were "accidentally" knocked Ji Boyang crooked.

The two strong men were forced to be anxious, and gradually took out their real skills to attack Xiao Mo's vital point, Xiao Mo suddenly stopped, as if he had finally played enough, raised his hands, and said slowly:

"My dad is a single thick square."

Xiao Mo glanced at Ji Boyang, who was picked up from the ground again, and looked at Yoman, who was about to tie him up, with a disgusting and kind smile on his face.

"According to Article 231 of the Law of Nobility, when a member of a noble family is attacked, the perpetrator of the perpetrator of the lower rank, as appropriate, may be interrogated and imprisoned (bondage/imprisonment) before being submitted to an official trial; In the event of a dispute between members of the noble family of the same rank, the guardians of the parties shall negotiate peacefully...... I don't mind if you go to my father with the injury report. ”

But the boy in front of him would not disturb the guardian, let alone identify the injury.

The secret that Xiao Mo could think of about the synchronization of the nightmares between the two was the book "The Biography of Randy" that was entangled with him, and before he fell asleep last night, he read the latest content of "The Biography of Randy":

［…… Randy has had a huge interest in exploring life since he was a child, and he has already studied relevant courses on his own during his hospitalization, and after being discharged from the hospital, he has obtained a relevant degree and carried out research on the "machine qì human capsule". In the first half of the 130th year of the new calendar, the CML virus was discovered in the battlefield, and Randy entered the battlefield under a pseudonym with the help of his uncle Ji Wei to develop an antidote to the virus. ］

Looking at the battlefield, the only one in front of him is the one whose age is close to the coincidence of identity.

Xiao Mo's gaze moved from Ji Boyang's "slap tender face" to his "slender wrist" that was not as thick as a cucumber, it was hard to imagine that this elementary school student's "bone frame" was actually fifteen years old? The short-lived ghost of the ancient class family's famous birth disease is really worthy of its name!

Ji Boyang lowered his eyes and looked at the back of his hand, bruises soon appeared on his squeamish skin, his eyelashes trembled like wings, and he handed his soldiers a look-Xiao Mo suddenly trembled!

Oh, this guy is a ruthless character who ignores the law and even dares to attack his fake brother!

Before the guards moved seriously, Xiao Mo only used an instant to judge the situation, and suddenly knelt on his knees, his back straight and closed his eyes.

"If you want to fight, you can fight."

Ji Boyang and the three of them were completely stunned, they had never seen such a bend and stretch of goods! Xiao Mo glanced at the machine that was working silently in the corner, "I broke into the small building privately, even if I was photographed, I should be beaten." ”

As soon as the wind changed, Xiao Mo said again: "But in front of me, although my mouth is usually as strict as a saw-mouthed gourd, I can't bear the pain at all, and I love to talk nonsense when it hurts." ”

Xiao Mo smiled and bent a pair of squinting eyes that couldn't see the pupils, and said thoughtfully:

"Yes, the current recording equipment will upload the picture to the network for cloud backup, if it is accidentally leaked out and cause a sensation, there is no chance of mosaic...... I think someone as smart as you would understand the truth of taking a step back and opening up the sky. ”

What is it worth talking nonsense? Can Ji Boyang regress smartly? Xiao Mo added the accent to "mosaic", which meant that the case was published in the newspaper the year before last. Ji Boyang instantly understood that Xiao Mo had guessed his identity...... Indeed, before leaving the battlefield, he did not want to expose his identity and cause trouble.

Ji Boyang's gaze baptized the intruder from top to bottom, and the greasy face of the pie was deeply impressed earlier, although he didn't know the origin yet...... Ji Boyang lived an isolated life during the incarceration/incarceration period, and only entered the society in the past two years, due to the lack of interest in the outside world, he did not know much about Internet celebrities, but because he had followed the president's father to visit various administrative districts when he was a child, his unforgettable memory made him know that there was a nobleman named Shan Houfang in the eighth eastern district.

"Answer me." Ji Boyang slowed down his speech, "Where did you know?" ”

"So I'm right?" Xiao Mo pretended to be surprised.

"Hmm...... Ask me what channels I can really afford to be an illegitimate child, but I didn't expect you to really say anything. Xiao Mo muttered smutteringly as if smug, "Alas, sure enough, smart people tend to know too much." I just thought, how many children in the whole federation can turn their residences into forbidden areas, and only people of similar age who have this ability are young masters like Young Master Randi, right? ”

Ji Boyang didn't bother to listen to Xiao Mo's nonsense anymore, lowered his eyes, and raised his hand to signal Joseph to send off the guest.

Xiao Mo and the two left, and Yoman scratched his head and looked at his young master, "It's really so easy to guess?" Why don't you tell General Ji not to make special ...... Uh, this is not good, the ordinary dormitory is too aggrieved young master. However, although this fat man is a little stupid, he is quite good at guessing, and he can actually be fooled. ”

Ji Boyang shook his head...... The fat face that came to mind was definitely the type that didn't want to take a second look after one look, but under the seemingly stupid skin, there were many lies and a cunning expression.

"Go check it out."

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In the afternoon, Xiao Mo's family background was sent to Ji Boyang, neither his grades nor his actions could be shrewd, and the only thing worth pondering was that he overate during the summer vacation before the internship and gained weight sharply.

Ji Boyang closed the information, but he didn't expect that he would see the fat man again that night.

Before Xiao Mo left, he borrowed a toilet and adjusted the intelligent setting of the high window, a window management system with regular ventilation. Sneaked into the small building from the bathroom in the middle of the night, took off the shoes, and ran to the study in socks to find Ji Boyang's dream record.

The computer boot screen emitted a faint light, and he moved the mouse to do something, when suddenly he was shocked! The mirror on the table reflected behind him, and the overly upright and beautiful face was reflected in the mirror, which looked eerie in the ghostly light.

The boy stood silently behind him, his stunning peach blossom eyes staring quietly at Xiao Mo's back.

The hairs on his back exploded, Xiao Mo looked away from the mirror, forced his brain to calm down, and then closed his eyes,

"It's strange why the toilet doesn't come out of the water."

Sleepwalking and dreaming of someone else's small building?

There was a stack of handwritten manuscripts that had not yet been entered into the computer in the drawer, which were wet with urine, the pen and ink were smudged, black, yellow and yellow were pasted together, Ji Boyang stretched his whole little face, picked up an object and smashed it at Xiao Mo's lower body.

The heavy object broke through the air, Xiao Mo almost lost his soul when he opened his eyes, he jumped away with his crotch in his heart, shook his arm and knocked Ji Boyang down, and escaped by jumping out of the window in three steps and two steps, I don't know what mood he was in, Xiao Mo rarely looked back-

Under the moonlight, the thin figure hit the table legs, curled up and trembled, as if he wanted to get up, his palms were softly propped up on the ground, and his ten fingers clasped the floor tightly and did not accumulate enough strength to get up, and the unstoppable blood flowed half of his head, and there were red blood marks on his face, which was a little oozing...... It's also a bit miserable.

-- A super sick man who even has to hold on to the wall for a while to water someone's head.

The distance between the two made Xiao Mo unable to see Ji Boyang's expression clearly, but the shadow of the child falling on the ground kept shaking, weak and pitiful.

For a moment, three choices flashed through Xiao Mo's mind:

1. Call someone down for treatment and continue to run, there is a possibility of being besieged.

2. In the past, I treated the child, but it took too long to find movement on it, and there was a possibility of being caught red-handed.

3. If you don't treat the child, regardless of leaving, there is a possibility that the child will settle accounts after the autumn if there is a problem.

Xiao Mo took three seconds to think, and finally crawled back to the study, wrapped his coat around the child's bleeding head, and ran away with the child in his arms.