Chen Yang's mind went blank after being asked this question.
Why did Chao Jian's tone give him the illusion of gritting his teeth
It’s not an illusion... Chen Yang felt the gloominess and anger emanating from Chao Jian, and he blinked in a daze.
Chao Jian and Wen Qing are the two non-humans Chen Yang has come into contact with since he started the mission.
Wen Qing wants to make himself like the mission world, and he looks for fun and excitement in the process of adaptation.
Chao Jian seemed to be born to fit in with the world of missions. He didn't need to adapt, but he didn't like doing missions, let alone being addicted to them.
So why doesn't he try to get out
What's the point
In order to complete the mission with him as a partner, Chao Jian not only had to live with him, train him again and again, but also dropped out of school.
What is the picture...
Chen Yang looked at the boy's dark eyes and slightly red eye corners. At that moment, he seemed to hear the tenderness and lingering sound in the wind, and his heart skipped a beat.
The feeling of palpitations came over him. Chen Yang bent down slightly and took a breath. He couldn't help but take a step back. Maybe he was too tired and needed to rest. He turned around and covered his chest, thinking, I feel like I'm going to die suddenly, I should go back to sleep.
Chao Jian didn't move. He pressed the corners of his eyes, which were becoming increasingly red and moist, then lowered his head and smiled, pursing his lips again, his face expressionless.
"Snap"
A drop of liquid hit Chao Jian's eyelid, and slowly fell down, leaving a streak under his eye. It was raining.
The crackling sound of rain interrupted the distance between Chen Yang who was walking away and Chao Jian who was standing still, and the distance between them gradually widened.
One kept walking forward, as if he was eager to get rid of something terrible. If he walked too slowly, he would be entangled and trapped, and he would never be able to escape. The other one was motionless, with paranoia and horror between his brows.
After turning a bush, Chen Yang finally stopped walking. He frowned and turned his head slightly back. There was no one here. Damn it.
Chen Yang dodged and hid behind a telephone pole, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Why should I hide? Chen Yang complained while sneaking a glance at the figures at the bottom of the hospital stairs. After the New Year, he was 26 and Chao Jian was 20. They were both in their twenties, and the age difference seemed to have narrowed a lot.
Chen Yang waved away the inexplicable thoughts. He looked at his partner in the rain and frowned. Why did he act like a puppy
The rain was getting heavier, and Chen Yang had no time to sort out his messy thoughts. He came out from behind the electric pole and shouted, "What are you doing standing there? Come here!"
He opened his eyelids to Chao Jian, and his gaze pierced through the rain and fixed on him.
"Do you still want to go home?" Chen Yang choked on the rain and coughed a few times uncomfortably. When he wiped his face and looked up, Chao Jian was already walking towards him.
Chen Yang subconsciously took another step back, but Chao Jian had already brushed past him and left him behind.
The rain curtain in the hot summer has a kind of late autumn desolation. Chen Yang was stunned for a while, with a bit of innocence and confusion on his face. He scratched his head, carrying his backpack and walked behind Chao Jian.
After arriving home, Chen Yang took a shower and climbed into bed. He turned the air conditioner to 26 degrees. He lay in a daze under the thin blanket and came to Jian later to see if he wanted to say anything.
Let Chao Jian sleep next door. Every time I wanted to mention it before, something else interrupted my words. This time I must say it, I can't forget it, I can't sleep in the same bed with Chao Jian anymore... It's dangerous... Something is going to happen... Chen Yang fell into a deep sleep in the unpleasant smell of incense.
The bathroom door opened from the inside, and Chao Jian walked out of the mist. He went to bed with a cool feeling. He sat cross-legged on the quilt and lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping person: "I won't sleep next door."
Chao Jian pinched his face: "I don't want to go next door."
"Then I won't go." Chao Jian imitated Chen Yang's expression and tone, asking and answering himself, and the curve of his lips was the same as when he smiled.
Chao Jian grabbed Chen Yang's hand and pinched his fingers one by one.
"I told you to let nature take its course, but why didn't you listen and insist on finding the answer?" Chao Jian violently shook off his hand, then carefully held it again, sighing faintly, "You'll cry when you find it."
"Wouldn't it be better to let it run its course later?" Chao Jian said softly, "Now you have a sister to reminisce about, neighbors, friends, teammates, and me to accompany you. Can these be as important as the truth?"
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I can't. It's not the right time yet." Chao Jian's tone was filled with deep disgust, and it was not directed at Chen Yang, but at something else.
A soft snoring sound was heard. The sleeper wanted to turn over, but his hands were held. He tried to break free uncomfortably, but was held even tighter.
"I'll walk with you for a while, then I'll leave." Chao Jian tickled his palm.
Chao Jian stared at Chen Yang with a creepy look and said with a cold smile: "If you want me to receive treatment again, I will go for treatment and take those unpalatable medicines."
"Ugh..." The person whose hand was hurt by the squeezing made a vague sound and struggled even harder.
Chao Jian did not let go, he clenched it tightly, his knuckles turned white.
"Why did you ask me again and again if I wanted to get rid of the mission? I said no, but you still asked me. Do you really want to change your partner? You've been thinking about it for a long time, right?" Chao Jian's rationality slowly lost control. Suspicion was like a needle that pierced his heart. His face twisted hideously, but his body trembled with fear. "Who do you want to replace me? Xiangdong? Sun Wenjun? Xiang Zimu? Is it Zheng Zhitan? Would you be more satisfied with a four-digit ID number than an illegal immigrant like me?"
"Or..." Chao Jian smiled sinisterly, "You believed Xiangdong's words and thought that something better would happen in the future?"
While sleeping, Chen Yang felt that his right hand was about to be disabled. He cried out in pain and became more conscious.
Chen Yang blinked his half-open eyes and looked at the figure squatting in front of him: "Chao Jian?"
Chao Jian suddenly let go of his hand and looked at him strangely and uneasily, with a stiff back and bloodshot eyes.
Chen Yang was sleepy and tired. He didn't notice Chao Jian's abnormality and forgot to check his right hand: "Why don't you sleep?" He patted the place beside him and said vaguely, "Go to sleep."
Chao Jian looked at that place, and then at Chen Yang who had fallen asleep again. He lay down in a daze, grabbed the quilt with trembling hands, pulled it up, and covered his head.
“You need to take medicine, and you will be fine after taking it…” The person next to me suddenly muttered in his sleep, “You will be fine… You will be able to run… Just train slowly… Don’t be afraid…”
Chao Jian stopped shaking in the quilt. He ran out of bed, opened the drawer and found the last bottle of medicine. He poured a handful into his mouth, and when he couldn't swallow it, he bit it into pieces, as if he couldn't taste the bitterness.
Chao Jian ate a lot and quickly, retching as he swallowed. This medicine had no effect on him a long time ago, and even if he took a handful, it was only a psychological effect. After he finished eating, he felt that his emotions were under control.
Chao Jian got back on the bed, curled up his long arms and legs, and nestled into Chen Yang's arms.
The first thing Chen Yang did when he woke up was to lock himself in the bathroom and secretly open his phone... to find a movie to watch.
After watching the movie calmly, Chen Yang sat on the toilet in a daze, thinking, let's change to another one. He doesn't like simple and crude movies, and something with a plot would be better.
So Chen Yang clicked on the second part.
The plot is very bloody. When the hero was making love with the heroine, he found marks on her body. After roaring and questioning, he found out that the heroine was actually his stepmother!
Then they made love while crying. The photographer put a lot of thought into some of the shots, which showed both vulgar love and sad beauty.
Chen Yang felt nothing in his heart and even wanted to laugh. No, he wanted to cry.
At this critical moment when the sky was falling apart and the world was in turmoil, a phone call came in. It was from Xiangdong.
"What are you doing?" Xiangdong lowered his voice deliberately, sounding deep and magnetic.
Chen Yang blurted out: "Look at the alphabet cards."
Xiangdong stopped talking.
Chen Yang didn't say anything. When he answered just now, his breathing was steady. Who would be so calm when watching a movie? Did his brother die or change his nature? He stood up from the toilet: "Have you eaten?"
Xiangdong: “Not yet.”
Chen Yang: "Then go have lunch."
Hang up quickly.
The phone rang again. Chen Yang paused as he pressed the power button to turn it off. No, that would only make things more obvious. He answered the phone as if nothing had happened. "What's wrong? Anything else?"
"No, no, yes." Xiangdong finally came out of his shock. He snorted, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm asking you..."
Chen Yang suddenly shouted: "Xiangdong!"
Xiangdong was pouring wine to drink when he was so frightened that his hand shook and the expensive wine glass he had taken from the painter fell to pieces.
"Stop shouting! If you don't tell me what happened, I'll drive over here and kill you!" Xiang Dong slammed the table with a green face and put the wine given by the painter away.
Chen Yang's hesitant voice came from the phone: "I suspect I..."
Xiangdong felt like a puppet, with the strings in Chen Yang's hands, and he was hanging in the air, neither going up nor down.
What are you doubting about? Just tell me. Xiangdong thought about how Chen Yang watched the movie without even catching his breath, and combined with the fact that he was stuttering because he was constipated, his eyelids twitched. Could he be coming to his senses
Chao Jian, the green tea, couldn't wait any longer and confessed to Chen Baicai directly? No, it was impossible. He was obviously hesitant about something and didn't dare to speak out.
That is to say, Chen Baicai realized it himself
Just when Xiangdong was about to swear, Chen Yang sighed: "I'm overthinking."
"Yes, you think too much." Before Xiangdong could finish his sentence, he heard Chen Yang say, "But I..."
What's wrong with Xiangdong getting angry
"I might be under too much pressure." Chen Yang said something irrelevant. "That's probably the case. The mission is very stressful. It's normal that I don't have any reaction to the movie. It will be fine after a while. I shouldn't think about these nonsense... Oh, I must be crazy."
Xiangdong slumped in the chair. It was over. Chen Baicai even started to make excuses for himself.
This is the first step. The next step is to find that you can’t avoid it and have to face it, and then the next step…
Chen Yang sat back on the toilet: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
Xiangdong was lying there motionless. How could it be possible that I didn't even want to drink when you didn't say anything
Chen Yang asked: "Have you completed any missions recently?"
"No." Xiangdong suppressed his anger and asked, "Did you do it?"
Chen Yang said: "I did it this morning, over at the Science and Technology Park."
Xiangdong rubbed his back against the chair and straightened up: "Then let's go out and celebrate?" He said before Chen Yang could refuse, "We haven't been together for more than half a month."
"Tomorrow." Chen Yang thought for a moment, "I have something else to do today."
Chen Yang stayed in the bathroom for a while before going out. He washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror. He caught a glimpse of someone coming over and pretended to look in the mirror.
Chao Jian stood beside him holding a bowl of fruit.
Chen Yang couldn't pretend anymore, he took a grape from the bowl and ate it, then said with a smile: "Regarding the method I told you about escaping the mission world, if you want to try it one day, just tell me."
As he said that, he gave Chao Jian a round little tomato.
Chao Jian took the tomato.
Chen Yang looked at his well-proportioned fingers and said abruptly, "People spend their lives growing up. You are still young."
Chao Jian threw the small tomatoes into the trash can and stared at him, "What do you mean?"
Chen Yang was stared at so hard that sweat broke out on his back: "I..."
"Why did you throw away the tomatoes?" Chen Yang changed the subject and pointed at the trash can, saying, "What a waste."
Chao Jian took out his mobile phone to surf the Internet and typed a line of words in front of Chen Yang - Is nineteen years old a child
The first information I found was: You can have a baby at the age of 19.
Chen Yang: “…”
Chao Jian hung up the phone: "Next time if I hear you say I'm still young..."
"There won't be a next time! I promise!" Chen Yang interrupted quickly, and he silently moved towards the kitchen, "I'm going to cook."
"No need to cook. Order some food and it will be delivered soon." He handed the bowl to Jian.
Chen Yang hugged him and said, "Then I'll go pack my backpack."
Chao Jian looked at his back as he seemed to be fleeing in panic, seeming to be thinking about something.
Thinking of a possibility, Chao Jian was stunned for a moment, with an expression that seemed to be both crying and laughing. He slowly walked to the balcony and squatted in front of the ugly flower pot.
Chao Jian touched the moist soil, as if he had touched the small seed inside. It was time for it to sprout.
In the room, Chen Yang dumped all the contents of his backpack onto the floor and sat down to clean them up.
The moment Chen Yang's heartbeat quickened when he saw the constellation book, he didn't know when he had anticipated this possibility.
This book, like Wang Kuanyou’s notebook, is from the mission world.
Chen Yang picked up the book and flipped through it, and found an address inside: "Cuixiyuan 29-1102". He was not sure whether it belonged to Qiao Qiao or her aunt.
The address is in the western suburbs, quite far from the eastern suburbs. Chen Yang decided to go there in the afternoon. He put down his book, fished out his notebook from the sundries, and turned to the latest page.
There was handwriting left by the little mute on it. In addition to the mission experience, there was also her contact information, phone number and house number.
Chen Yang jumped up and rushed out of the room with a few big strides. He looked at Chao Jian on the balcony, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "I want to go to the mute's cousin's house first. It's very close, just two alleys away."
"Is the takeaway coming?" Chen Yang observed Chao Jian's expression, "Why don't you just eat yours and don't wait for me."
He called Jian, hung up and said, "Let's go."
When Chen Yang went downstairs, he received a call from Uncle Wu. His head was swollen: "Hey, Uncle, is Wu Yu awake?"
"She's not awake." Uncle Wu looked much older. "She's talking nonsense."
Chen Yang stopped in the corridor: "What are you talking about?"
Uncle Wu: "I don't want to play anymore, old...I don't want to play anymore."
"She said it over and over again a few times and then stopped." Uncle Wu didn't know what his daughter was dreaming about or when she would wake up.
Chen Yang was full of questions. What was he playing for? Could this be related to completing a mission? No way. Is completing a mission considered playing? That was clearly a life worse than death, but he didn't want to die.
Although Chen Yang had no idea why Wu Yu said those things, and what she was going through while in a coma, one thing was certain, her suffering was not that simple.
"Uncle, if she talks nonsense again, please record it and send it to me," said Chen Yang.
"Okay." Uncle Wu was outside the ward, pulling at his graying hair, "Zao Zao, that..."
"Not enough medical expenses?" Chen Yang asked.
Uncle Wu choked up and said "Ah", he knew that the kid had an accident not long after graduation, and he was bedridden for several years. He had been discharged from the hospital less than half a year ago. He had not found a suitable job and did not have much savings, but he still mentioned it.
He doesn't want to borrow money, he just wants someone to talk to.
His daughter was injured and his wife fainted. Uncle Wu felt that his life was like that of a porcelain doll, which could break at any time.
Chen Yang didn't know what Uncle Wu was thinking. He had no savings. Although he had a card with many zeros on it in his pocket, it was not his.
"It's up to you." Chao Jian went down the stairs.
Chen Yang unconsciously grabbed his hand and said to the sobbing middle-aged man on the other end of the phone: "Uncle, I have some savings here."
Ten minutes later, Chen Yang knocked on a house's door.
Today is Thursday, a weekday, so it is unlikely that the residents are at home. Chen Yang pulled the door knocker absentmindedly, and footsteps were heard in the yard.
Someone! Chen Yang stepped back and stood with Chao Jian, facing the gate. Before he could control his expression, the door opened.
The man who opened the door was a gentle man with a koala-shaped apron tied in front of him and a spatula in his hand. His warm and homely temperament was mixed with a bit of wisdom: "Who are you?"
Chen Yang didn't know how to answer. The questions he had ignored on the way here now came to his mind, and he had no choice but to avoid them.
This man must be the little mute's cousin, but he doesn't remember her since she died.
"Are you Xiaoxi's friends?" The man looked at her with a considerate look.
Chen Yang stood in the shadow of the door, breathing in the hot air. Is the little mute called Xiao Xi? He spoke out what was in his heart.
The man smiled, with some fine lines at the corners of his eyes: "Yes."
Chen Yang couldn't smile back. How could the little mute cousin still remember her
The man seemed to realize something, the smile on his face faded little by little, and his eyes moved between the two people outside the door.
The atmosphere is very subtle.
Chen Yang had a guess in his mind. His tongue tip scraped the inner wall of his mouth and the words were interrupted at his lips.
"Are you also taskers?" the man said.
Chen Yang nodded.
It seems that the little mute teamed up with her cousin. After the mission at the train station.
The man was not stupid. He quickly sensed something unusual and tightened his grip on the spatula: "Xiao Xi..."
Chen Yang briefly mentioned the little mute's life. When her cousin learned of her death, his eyes were not only filled with grief, but also a hint of realization.
"Illusion..." The man's shoulders trembled, "I'm afraid she will enter an illusion."
"It will be over once we go in." He murmured with red eyes.