MTL - Dear Mr. Lu-Chapter 72

"Wen Cheng! Wen Cheng!" Lu Chong was taken aback. Luo Wencheng blocked him from approaching with one hand, turned his head and vomited again. There was nothing to vomit, and he could not stop retching while propping up his knees, and tears came down.

Lu Chong silently patted his back, waited for him to relax, took the water from the servant: "Wash your mouth."

Luo Wen took the water and rinsed it twice, then wiped it with a towel, and it took him a long time to get out of the disgusting feeling, only then did he realize that Lu Chong's shoes and trousers had been soiled by him.

"Sorry." There was a nasal sound in his voice, both eyes were flushed, and his whole face was also flushed, looking extremely pitiful. Lu Chong took him away from the courtyard that was being cleaned by the servants, and touched him face: "Is it better? I'm sorry I shouldn't have told you this."

"It's nothing to do with you. I'm fine now. Go and clean it up."

"Then sit down for a while, I'll come down soon." Lu Chong looked at himself, and gave a worried voice.

"It's okay, you go." Luo Wencheng watched Lu Chong go upstairs and sat on the sofa in a daze. He was still a little dazed. After a while, he realized that his clothes were also splashed with a little filth, and I always feel like I don't smell right.

He also went upstairs to his room to take a shower.

This old house occupies a large area, but the floors are not high. Only the main building has two floors, and there are only two rooms on the second floor. It was originally a master bedroom and a study room, both of which belonged to the head of the Lu family. It belonged to Lu Chong, but later Lu Chong converted that study into a bedroom for Luo Wencheng to live in, and the study was moved downstairs.

Lu Chong quickly took care of himself, but he didn't see anyone when he went downstairs, he was flustered: "Where are others?"

The servant replied: "Mr. Luo has returned to his room."

Lu Chong went back and knocked on the door of Luo Wencheng's room. The door was unlocked. He pushed the door in and heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had been in this situation of worrying about gains and losses for a long time, for fear that someone would be lost and someone would disappear.

He was leaning against the wall facing the bathroom door, so he had the time to think. Luo Wencheng's reaction was very wrong. He is not a delicate person, so he wouldn't spit out like that after hearing those few words. His reaction was very similar to...

In the bathroom, Luo Wencheng turned off the faucet, came to the mirror, propped his hands on the washstand and looked at himself in the mirror, water stains trickled down his wet hair, he looked at his fair and intact skin, but those pictures in his previous life were like Fast shots keep flashing in my mind.

The nausea just now had disappeared, and he didn't want to vomit again and again because of some bugs, but those images were more vivid than ever, and he even had the illusion that countless bugs were crawling on his body.

He could even imagine the scene of white worms crawling out of his own flesh and blood.

He wiped his face and scratched his hair again. He felt a sense of chaos and confusion. He was very clear that he was not in the right state. If he knew about it at the most normal time, he would not have such a big reaction. . But now, he couldn't control himself to fantasize in the most extreme direction.

He wants to kill!

He wants to go crazy!

"Ah!!" He swept the items off the sink with one hand.

With a bang, the bathroom door was knocked open, Lu Chong came in with a nervous face, looked at the young man who was panting on the sink, and met his fierce and cold eyes, he was stunned for a while, from the side shelf Shang took off the bathrobe and put it on him, then ignored the water all over his body, and hugged him tightly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Luo Wencheng's wet hair touched Lu Chong's shoulders and neck, and quickly wet half of the clothes he had just put on. He said harshly, "Lu Chong, I want him to die!"

His voice was hoarse due to tension, but there was a madness and ferocity: "I want him to die immediately, I want to kill him!"

Lu Chong lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, and comforted him gently: "Okay, let him die, he deserves to die."

The comfort over and over again finally calmed down Luo Wencheng's irritable mood. Such exhaustion made him feel extremely tired. Lu Chong half helped and half hugged him to the bed, and after drying his hair, he fell asleep lying on his stomach. .

One hand was still tightly clutching the hem of Lu Chong's clothes.

Looking at him like this, Lu Chong felt distressed and soft-hearted, and his whole heart almost melted into a ball.

The sunshine outside the window was fine, and there were still several hours before dark. Lu Chong took the remote control at the head of the bed and drew the curtains. The room suddenly became dark. Phone, start sending messages.

It was midnight when Luo Wencheng was woken up, the smell of food wafted all over the room, and his empty stomach shrank and resisted.

"Wen Cheng, Cheng Cheng, get up and eat something." One hand ran down his hair, rubbed his scalp, and touched his ears after a while, the way of waking up seemed to coax a child.

Luo Wencheng lazily opened his eyes, lying on his stomach not wanting to move, Lu Chong also lay on his stomach and looked at him at the same level: "Shall we have something to eat?"

Luo Wencheng blinked, didn't want to move, lost his appetite.

"Then you have to eat some, or you won't have the energy to beat people up."

Luo Wencheng opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Bruin Delang caught it." Lu Chong said, "It's that Professor Delang."

Luo Wencheng was dull for two seconds before sitting up abruptly: "Caught it?! How did you catch it?"

He was wearing a bathrobe before going to bed, and the belt was not tied. Now when he sat up, his chest was completely exposed. Lu Chong covered him up, and picked up a bowl of sweet soup: "Drink some soup first to appetize."

Luo Wencheng was fed two mouthfuls of soup in a daze, and finally came to his senses: "I'll do it myself, how did you catch him?"

He picked up the bowl of sweet soup that he didn't know what to do, but he drank it all. The amount is not much, it's just an appetizer, and he feels even hungrier.

Lu Chong moved the small dining table to the bed: "Eat first, and I will tell you after eating."

There is a bowl of porridge on the dining table, followed by four or five dishes of side dishes, stir-fried pickled mustard sticks, fried tender eggs, chicken with mushrooms, marinated bean dip...these are all simple side dishes, but they are all Luo Wencheng's favorite. The unique skill of the chef of the Lu family is to cook the simplest dishes to the most exquisite taste. Luo Wencheng drank a big bowl of porridge with these dishes.

"Do you still eat?" Lu Chong asked him.

In fact, he was not full. Luo Wencheng's appetite was completely whetted, and he felt that he could eat two more bowls of rice, but he had no intention of eating any more, so he shook his head and said he was full.

Lu Chong asked him to change his clothes while telling him what happened.

In fact, Lu Chong's original plan was to lure that Bruin Delang to the country first, and then observe and investigate for a period of time before formulating the best plan to start, but Luo Wencheng's performance during the day made him change his plan.

Because the other party agreed to come to China, he finally ran out of the dark and returned to the university where he worked. Lu Chong sent people to go there directly to arrest him, and tied him back to China through a special channel. The plane just arrived half an hour ago. landing.

"I arrested him in the name of finding out that the deep-sea excavation technology was transmitted to him, so you have been suspected by me as a traitor, and the next thing I will take you to confront him, understand?"

Luo Wencheng was surprised, is this a new script? !

"This professor is arrogant and suspicious. I have thought about investigating him from human experiments or drug research. After all, this is his field. It is easy for him to wonder if there is a mistake in your experiment that made me stare at him. If you go to him, then you will be more dangerous. If I find out through information technology that you may have maintained some kind of contact with him, and arrest him to confront you, it will be more reasonable." Lu Chong said.

Luo Wencheng understood in seconds: "In this way, he has fallen into your hands, and it is reasonable to treat him and investigate him, but if he wants to escape, he must largely rely on me as an internal agent, and it is impossible to move easily. I."

"That's right, but it's a bit radical after all. If he goes crazy and calls out that you belong to him, and wants you to betray him on the spot and everyone dies together, or thinks that you caused him to fall to this point, he will kill you first regardless." about you…"

Lu Chong stopped and did not continue. This was what he was worried about, so he initially chose to deceive people into the country, put them under his nose, and then make a long-term plan instead of arresting people directly.

"Don't worry, he is unlikely to do that." Luo Wencheng said coldly and sarcastically, "He is a scientific research madman, and he is willing to die in order to do more research. He is not willing to die together until the last moment."

Lu Chong said with a smile: "This is the best, when the time comes, I will create an opportunity for you to beat him upright to vent your anger."

Luo Wencheng was startled, and then thought that he changed his plan and directly arrested people abroad to bring them back to China. He didn't know how much extra effort he had put in. The purpose was probably to let himself vent his anger as soon as possible.

This is actually a very indifferent matter, as long as the old man gets the punishment he deserves in the end and he can save his life, that's enough.

Even he himself, although clamoring to kill people immediately for revenge, but after calming down, he also understands that things need to be done step by step and to be patient. After a nap, the dust settles when I wake up, just waiting to vent my anger.

At this moment, his heart was really complicated.

"Why did you stop?" The man stopped moving halfway through his clothes, Lu Chong took out a coat from the closet and put it on him, "It's cold outside, don't freeze."

Luo Wencheng suddenly turned around and pressed him against the closet: "Lu Chong."

The two were very close, knees against knees, body against body, he grabbed his collar and pulled him down a bit, he stared at his eyes, nose tip to nose tip, breath entangled breath, he was brisk She laughed softly: "I seem to like you a little bit more."

"Again" is a bit like "beginning", this sentence actually contains a lot of information.

Lu Chong's eyes flickered slightly, and immediately recovered the depth and tenderness. Being stared at by him, there was an illusion of drowning in that deep affection: "I have done so much, only for you to like 'a little'?"

In Xu Xu's words, there was a trace of weak grievance.

Luo Wencheng smiled and said, "Okay, it's a lot." He kissed him on the lips, "Okay, let's get down to business."

Before Lu Chong could catch him, he slipped away. He looked at the door amusedly, and lightly touched the place where he had been kissed. This seemed to be the first time he had taken the initiative to get close to him in this period of time.

So the vague resistance and indifference before are because you don't like it?

The belated heartache densely enveloped the atrium, and his breathing was even affecting him. He slightly held the door of the cupboard, and felt dizzy at the top of his head.

However, at this time, a shout came from downstairs: "Lu Chong, hurry up!"

There was a joyful vitality in the voice, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

A trace of sweetness gushed out from the heavy heartache and firmly occupied a corner.

It doesn't matter, he is still him, and he is still him. They have missed and lost twice, and now they can start from scratch.