It's just early autumn, and although the weather is slightly cool in the morning and evening, there is a slight temperature difference, but it is far from the time to say that it is cold, let alone wearing a long shirt and coat.

Those teachers are usually stingy until their own skin has no function to keep out the cold, so they are willing to give them autumn clothes to wear in winter.

As for winter, probably only in the cold winter wax moon, or around the time of the New Year, I am willing to put two more pieces on them.

Fortunately, heating is standard in the north, as long as you don't go out, you won't freeze to death on the road.

But now Lu Changrong is wearing an autumn style with a thin high neck.

If so, why wear a high collar, and how could they be willing to take it out so early?

Lu Changkut swallowed his saliva with difficulty, feeling all the impulses just now surging towards his head, the blood was rushing rapidly, his cheeks were so hot that they seemed to explode, and even his brain was a little sluggish for a while.

The subtle changes in his expression were quickly captured by Lu Changrong, and before he could make a move, Lu Changrong leaned back vigilantly.

In the next second, Lu Changku stared at his collar nakedly, as if he wanted to tear his clothes apart: "Where did you get this high collar?" Okay, how did you come up with the idea of wearing a high neck? ”

Lu Changrong retracted his gaze and turned his head back: "It's cold, just add a thick dress." Brother wants me to freeze? ”

"You know I didn't mean that." Lu Changku's mouth was eager to deny, and the anxiety and worry almost gushed out.

There was a sudden silence in the air, revealing a hint of unspeakable embarrassment.

"Evergreen." He called out in a lonely voice, and saw the shoulder with his back to him tremble slightly, and then continued with some difficulty:

"How long has it been since you talked to my brother, I always feel that our relationship doesn't seem to be as good as before, if you have any opinions about me, you can mention it to me, if there is something wrong, I can change it."

As soon as he finished saying this, Lu Changrong's shoulders shook twice.

Jiang Futing thought the same as Lu Changku's at first, thinking that he was because of grievances, and he would listen to some heart-wrenching words between brothers, so he was sobbing carefully.

But at the moment when Lu Changku, out of worry, stepped forward and pulled him over, Jiang Futing's mind suddenly exploded with the only vivid memory he had of Lu Changrong.

It dawned on him that it might not be that simple.

At this moment, the shoulder he was holding in his hand trembled even more violently, and even Lu Changku, who was unresponsive, noticed that something was strange, and the movements in his hand instinctively slowed down.

At the same time, Lu Changrong turned back again very cooperatively, revealing a crying and laughing face.

Lu Changkut was stupid for a while, he forgot to take back the shoulder he was holding, and his body was tense, with nerve reflexes, and pinched his shoulder hard.

Lu Changrong glanced at the hand on his shoulder, grabbed his hand from his shoulder in a very polite way, and said lightly: "What is there to say?" It's all like that when you say it or not, it's all those things, can my brother give me a different answer? ”

As he spoke, the strength in his hand also increased a lot, and it didn't take long for the plaster cast on Lu Changku's right hand to be removed, and his activity was still a little stiff, and he couldn't completely exert his strength.

At this moment, he was grabbed hard, as if his entire liferoot was being dragged in his hands, making him unable to move.

But what made him uncomfortable was not only the hand that was restrained, but Lu Changrong's lukewarm attitude, the high wall built between the two was probably made of ice bricks, he felt cold from the bottom of his heart, let alone approaching, even touching it was a difficult thing.

Seeing that there was no more reaction on his face, Lu Changrong suddenly let go kindly.

In this case, Lu Changkut would only be in a daze where he was at a loss, Lu Changrong had long known about this, and could even foresee what he would do next.

Lu Changrong looked at him and smiled calmly: "Look, it's not interesting at all, it's always like that, I sometimes think, what's the difference between you and those who stand on the side and tease me?" ”

Lu Changku's expression completely froze.

And the person in front of him didn't let him go, Lu Changrong pretended to think seriously with an innocent face, and suddenly realized: "It's not completely different, after all, we still have a relationship between twins, they look the same, and even the blood on their bodies is exactly the same." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly got up from the bed, climbed out of the iron frame and walked towards Lu Changku.

This sudden move did not make Lu Changku's heart happy, but as Lu Changrong approached step by step, there was an indescribable uneasiness.

The eyelids in the upper right corner suddenly began to beat wildly out of control, giving him a bad premonition, and Lu Changku's breathing involuntarily began to be short.

Jiang Futing, who stayed in his memory, looked at the indifferent gaze of the comer, and vaguely guessed what he was going to say viciously.

Sure enough, just as he finished thinking about it, Lu Changrong had already stopped in front of him, looking at him with the standard innocence that he didn't know how long he had been training alone.

Then the light smile on his face withered like a flower.

Lu Changku's chest suddenly tightened, and the identical face in front of him pressed on his heart like a mountain, and he was a little out of breath.

Outside the window, even the last remnants of the dilapidated light were swallowed up, and the earth fell into the darkness of the day again, and the silence opened its bloody jaws, and the noise and life of the day were digested together.

Only the wind of silk threads swept in from outside.

Under the unbridled rendering of the night, it floated on Lu Changrong's beautiful face, and a cold voice blurted out from his thin lips: "Ahhh ”

Even the wind will be still.

Jiang Futing and Lu Changku, thinking that there was a problem with their ears.

Especially Lu Changku, just standing there, he felt that a basin of hot water was pouring down from the top of his head, and his whole body was scalding.

He couldn't tell if he was angry, sad, or more or less lost.

What's disgusting?

Lu Changkut didn't dare to think about it.

But just because he doesn't want to do it doesn't mean he can avoid the answer.

Lu Changrong has long been unaccustomed to his ignorant appearance, no matter when, what happened, it was in the past, and it is good now, his brother will only be like this!

This person will only use his ignorance to avoid the development of things, but does avoiding it mean that he cannot see or hear? If you avoid it, will it never happen again?

Whenever he tried to break free from this hellish prison, his brother would only press him back with his own hands and let him bear it silently.

But the monster will not take away its sharp minions and pity you because of your pitiful experience.

When it's time to bite, they still won't let go.

Day after day, month after month, the abyss he fell into was so deep that he couldn't see even a glimmer of light.

When the monster was torturing them, his brother would just foolishly let the monster instruct him, guarding himself as he tried to climb out.

The part of his own depravity, of course, his dear brother is to blame.

Lu Changrong's bent eyebrows and eyes didn't bother to hide his malice: "How could I be a twin with someone like you?" The thought of still bleeding the same as you makes me even more disgusting. Brother, where did your disgusting simplicity and kindness come from? Dad, or Mommy? ”

"No, they're too late to be selfish, even we can throw away like rag dolls, how did they teach you these things?"

Lu Changkut was completely stupid, his hands and feet were frozen in place, it was obviously a quiet room, but there was a noisy electric current everywhere in his ears.

The corners of the eyes of the person in front of him were a little more cunning: "Look, I said this about you, and you weren't angry, how did you do it?" ”

As he spoke, he noticed that Lu Chang's trembling hands hanging on both sides began to clench into fists: "You want to hit me?" Okay, let me take a look at the other side of you, see your courage and truth. ”

Lu Changku listened to his piercing words, his body tensed hard, and he couldn't figure out what Lu Changrong meant, what did he want to do?

He only has himself as someone to get close to, does he also want to push himself away with his own hands?

What the hell happened last night!

Lu Changku's eyes suddenly looked at him like a torch, and in his slightly surprised eyes, he rushed up, stretched out his left hand and pushed him unexpectedly against the bed frame, and ripped off Lu Changrong's high collar.

Lu Changrong's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, as ugly as being stripped of the last layer of clothes in front of everyone.

But Lu Changkut didn't have time to pay attention to his expression at the moment, and all his attention was attracted by the deep strangulation marks on his neck.

At the moment when he saw it clearly, Jiang Futing was stunned.

The neck was covered with bruises, and judging from the width of the marks, it was at least as thick as a finger.

It couldn't be a thread, it couldn't be an ordinary rope, and he suddenly remembered that he was in the indoctrination

I've seen things that are used to tie people.

That's the thick hemp rope!

It's just that without waiting for Lu Changku's reaction to do more, Lu Changrong was like a frightened bird, no longer caring who the person in front of him was, he raised his foot and kicked Lu Changku's lower abdomen fiercely.

Lu Changku didn't have time to stabilize his center of gravity, and when his abdomen was in pain, his left hand subconsciously relaxed and grabbed the support on the side.

But before he could find something in the air, the whole person slammed into the floor on his back, and the cold temperature and pain exploded in his back.

Lu Changkut fell directly into a daze, and when he propped up his upper body, he still had unacceptable disbelief on his face.

He raised his head a little slowly and looked at the condescending Lu Changrong, his brain was shocked as if it was still floating outside, and it automatically skimmed over what Lu Changrong had done, and persevered in the question just now: "What's going on with your neck?" They, Mr. Li, Mr. Li ......"

He said incoherently, but Lu Changrong's reaction was to sink into the sea.

Somehow, a terrible thought gradually appeared in Lu Changku's mind, and he gasped and said in shock: "He wants to kill you?" ”

"Not really." Lu Changrong tugged at the collar that was a little messy, and forcibly suppressed his angry mood just now, "I'm a six or seven-year-old child, what good is it for him to work hard to kill me and clean up the corpse." ”

The words spoken by the immature voice are not at all suitable for children of this age.

Lu Changku's heart panicked for a moment, and he found that the face in front of him had become a little unfamiliar, and it was not the person he knew well.

He looked at Lu Changrong with difficulty, but at this moment, he couldn't see through the person in front of him.

(End of chapter)