Lin Yuan sat on the sofa, watching the tentacles drawing circles back and forth on the carpet.
Time will be like a slowly crawling snail, crawling very, very slowly.
"Why isn't he well yet? Does he need any help?"
[Will do]
[Will do]
[Will do]
[Will do]
The tentacles responded in unison, like an echo.
"Is he fainted? Should I take a look?"
[want]
[want]
[want]
[want]
Lin Yuan covered her face, and she suddenly knew why she hadn't heard the sound of the tentacles for a while.
It turned out that when her emotions were strong or she was too focused, all the tentacles' thoughts became the same as hers, and the scattered wills merged into one.
The noise in my mind disappears, leaving only a clear and single voice resounding through the vast mental landscape.
In the past, her emotions were very dull most of the time, so the tentacles acted on their own and chirped.
This intense and focused experience is still fresh in my memory as the first time.
Lin Yuan actually knew what was happening behind the hazy glass wall, hidden by the sound of flowing water.
The arms hanging on the water wall were tense, and the shoulder blades on the back hit the glass, revealing a hazy flesh color. The head was lowered, and water was dripping from the ends of the hair.
The more the shadow that appears and disappears through the glass, the easier it is for the imagined scenes in my mind to emerge one after another.
The corners of her eyes must be bright red, her beautiful eyebrows must be wrinkled, and she must be biting her lips tightly.
And the hand hidden under the water...
That hand can't think.
Although Lin Yuan is very young, his tentacles roam underground all year round and can often passively capture the strong emotions emanating from humans.
Love and desire are often the most common and easiest emotions to detect in the dark. They are the most instinctive and intense emotions of human beings.
She might know that the aloof senior who walked up to the podium was full of snobbish aura.
You might also accidentally discover what just happened between the arrogant young master and his female bodyguard who got out of the car.
Ah, I really didn't mean to do that, but that's how it is.
Compared to many naive and ignorant guides living in the White Tower, Lin Yuan's theoretical knowledge in certain areas can be considered very rich.
The more you know, the less you should look back.
Wow, this is so annoying, why can’t I watch it!
I'll just watch.
Lin Yuan just turned his head away.
Just then I saw the shadow behind the glass tilting his head back. The sentry raised his arm from the water, put his wrist in his mouth, and bit his hand tightly. Without making any sound, his body was shaking.
Lin Yuan's head turned back quickly, motionless, staring dejectedly at the tentacles drawing circles on the ground.
I have seen his strength, and I have also seen his fragility and helplessness.
I know the arrogance in his heart and the dignity he guards so tightly.
He gritted his teeth and refused to show his weakness and competitiveness in front of others, even if his flesh and blood were blurred.
How could I take advantage of his misfortune and peek at his most private aspects at this time
Lin Yuan waited obediently with her back to the bathroom, hugging her knees for a long time, until she felt that she really had to go and take a look.
The bathroom door finally opened.
Ni Ji pushed the door open, water dripping from his hair, and he was wearing a soaked white shirt.
His skin turned white from being soaked in cold water, and he pursed his thin lips with a cold and calm expression, as if he had gone through all the hardships and turned back into the warrior who could fight on the battlefield.
The soaked white shirt clung to his body, revealing his muscles that concealed power and his narrow waist that was taut with flexed flexor muscles.
He regained control of his body, his core strength was strong, and he even had the black gloves back on his hands.
Slender black fingers grasped the bathroom door frame.
Lin Yuan was distracted for a moment when she saw the hand. She remembered how she had peeled off the black glove, which was as elastic as skin, from the trembling hand of the sentry when he collapsed on the couch.
The flexible black cloth was slowly slipping down, revealing the skin on the back of her hand. Wherever she touched, her trembling would extend to that place.
Taking off a glove was like taking off his armor. The slender fingers that had held a knife and killed people were limp in her hand, trembling constantly, allowing her to draw blood.
While Lin Yuan was daydreaming, Ni Ji had already walked out of the bathroom.
He paused for a moment, then sat down on a low sofa at the spot farthest away from Lin Yuan.
He sat there with his head lowered, wiped the water off his face and head, rested his elbows on his knees, and covered his eyebrows with his hands.
There was already a deep wound on the exposed wrist, and now there was a bloody tooth mark.
A trickle of red blood flowed out from the tooth mark, flowed over the white wrist, and flowed into the wet shirt sleeve, soaking a bright red area.
It added a touch of charm to the man who was lying on the sofa with his head down and his whole body wet.
He lowered his hair, covered his eyebrows with his black fingers, and remained silent.
Lin Yuan stretched out her hand, but before she touched his hair covered with water droplets, he turned his head away, which was buried in her fingers.
"Do not touch me."
[Hold me, hold me]
The two voices sounded almost at the same time.
Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
The first one was hoarse and low, it was spoken from the mouth and heard by Lin Yuan's ears.
The other voice was not a word, but a strong and intense emotional consciousness that was directly transmitted into Lin Yuan's mind.
Before Lin Yuan could decide which side to listen to, his arms and tentacles had already stretched out and gave a hug to the sentry, who was as cold as ice.
Both of them were very stiff.
Lin Yuan's rational mind returned, was he a little embarrassed? Did he really think so? Did I hear it wrong
The sentry's wet head rested on her shoulder, the muscles in his back tense.
But soon, the shoulders that were as tense as iron began to relax, and Lin Yuan heard a very light breathing sound.
Lin Yuan hesitated for a moment, reached out and gently patted the cold and wet back, and found that he was trembling slightly.
The tentacles wrapped around and hugged the sentry tightly, touching his head which had been placed on Lin Yuan's shoulder and had not been raised again.
[Thanks]
Lin Yuan heard a voice.
I can no longer tell whether it was heard by the ears or touched by the spirit body.
Lin Yuan was too lazy to care anymore and tightened his arms to hug the body in his arms which was trembling with gritting teeth.
I know he has been wronged and tortured, and I know he wants such a hug.
This is enough.
Time becomes very thick, and I don’t know whether it is passing or solidified at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took before Ni Ji recovered.
The thick tentacles of the spiritual body tightly wrapped around the two of them. The narrow space was filled with sweet fragrance, cool water vapor, and some indescribable smells, making it seem as if they could easily understand each other's emotions.
[In fact, you don’t have to make yourself so hard]
It was as if he had heard what was in her heart.
There was a very soft voice coming from over my shoulder.
"I often dream about them." The voice was very low, like a person who has been soaked in rain, with a strong nasal tone.
Lin Yuan immediately knew who “they” were referring to.
"Each of them opened their eyes in their dreams, looked at me, and asked me when I would avenge them."
"I have no choice. I can't let this go." The voice became even smaller, almost as if it was talking to itself. "As long as I can help them sleep peacefully, I don't mind becoming anything."
The scene in Lin Yuan's memory became clearer.
A young man hugging his dead sister, crying and unwilling to leave this world, and his dead best friend standing in the smoke.
The ground was covered with blood and endless wounds. The only captain left in the world was unable to escape from the flames of hatred. He burned himself into a bloody mess and was tormented all over.
Lin Yuan sighed softly in his heart.
She has learned to sigh now.
"They don't want to see you like this." Lin Yuan said, "They like the original captain. The sentry who likes to laugh, is sunny and lives a free and easy life. I think they actually prefer to see you like that."
Lin Yuan didn't know if her words of comfort were right or not. She was not good at comforting people.
She would only speak out her truest thoughts and tell them to this wounded person.
Ni Ji on his shoulder didn't speak for a long time. The body held in Lin Yuan's arms gradually softened, and the breathing beside his ear began to become gentle.
A small tentacle came out from the sofa, and I could clearly see Ni Ji's palm trying to reach forward several times.
He wanted to return the hug, but quickly curled up and folded back to his side.
The little tentacle stared at the black-gloved hand, and found those hesitant slender fingers a little cute.
[Come up, we like you too]
The tentacles rolled up that hand, disturbing his palm, and tempted him to be bolder.
The hand seemed to have been electrocuted and quickly went behind his back, with the two hands still tightly clasped.
[I suddenly felt a little aggrieved]
[Me too]
[Were you stupid just now?]
[Now that I think about it, it’s really stupid]
[I want to fish]
[Me too]
[I didn’t cherish such a great opportunity]
[The main brain is down, and it has implicated us]
[I want to masturbate a lot]
[I want to do whatever I want]
[Hey kid, let the big fish out]
[One masturbation can cure all diseases, and you will have no time to be sad]
Just at this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door.
"Open the door! Royal Guards search!"
Before Lin Yuan and Ni Ji even stood up, the door of the house was opened from the outside using a spare lock.
A team of fully armed sentries pushed open the door and rushed into the house.
The lead guard glanced around the room.
The messy room was littered with all kinds of props, the sofa and couch were wrinkled, and there was water everywhere.
The used needles were thrown on the table, the bathroom door was open, a pair of twisted handcuffs hung on the edge of the bathtub, and the water in it was flowing everywhere.
Without even asking, we know what happened to these two people in there, and the process couldn't have taken too short a time.
Such scenes were everywhere in this courtyard. They searched all the way and encountered such scenes in almost every room they opened.
People who were drunk lit expensive incense and made the house a mess.
They are not here to deal with such matters. What they want to find is the murderer who dared to assassinate the Minister of War.
Minister of Military Affairs Jiang Yimei was assassinated in her bedroom not long ago.
Also dying beside her was her personal bodyguard, who was highly skilled in combat and vigilant by nature.
What kind of vicious assassin could sneak into Jiang Yimei's heavily guarded bedroom so quietly.
The two men were killed without leaving any trace.
Such an assassin must be a sentinel. He is of a high level, has strong action ability and calm planning ability, and is also on the invitation list of the banquet.
The commander issued a death order that the murderer must be found. All the sentries who participated in the banquet were within their suspicion.
The guard narrowed his eyes and looked at the sentry in the room.
The sentry in front of him was tall, with a sharp and alert look in his eyes.
But his clothes were in disarray, one of his hands had traces of handcuffs, and the other had a clear tooth mark, which greatly reduced his tough image.
The royal guard had excellent eyesight and first-rate observation skills. He could tell at a glance that although the sentry stood up quickly, his steps were unsteady, his face was pale, and there were red marks at the corners of his eyes.
In contrast, the guide with him was neatly dressed, had a clear look on his face, and stood up steadily and calmly, though the corner of his clothes was slightly wet.
He couldn't help but define the personalities of these two people first, and snorted in his heart, "Useless guys suppressed by the guide."
With his preconceived characterization, most of Ni Ji's doubts had been eliminated.
It's just a routine question.
The guard took out a notebook to record.
Where did you two stay at night, how long were you in the house, and did you leave
Ni Ji hadn't spoken yet. Lin Yuan gently pressed him, took the initiative to stand in front of the searching guard, and answered all the questions one by one.
The guide was slender and gentle, so she definitely couldn't be the murderer. She was twirling her skirt delicately while talking to him.
The royal guards who were searching for the murderer felt something shadow passing through their minds and inexplicably relaxed their vigilance.
The young guide answered all the questions he asked.
I just felt that these two people were very cooperative and there was nothing to doubt.
During the time, the inexperienced guide would occasionally ask him a few questions after answering his questions, even though he was normally unable to speak.
But I don't know how I missed a few words, and it doesn't seem like a big deal.
"What happened?"
"Oh, assassin, it's terrible."
"When did it happen?"
"So this is ah."
"Yes, we two are together."
"How could we possibly know such a thing?"
Just as they were packing up and leaving, preparing to search elsewhere.
Outside the door, an Imperial sentry in a neat uniform with a golden shoulder badge walked in through the crowd.
The man had a very young and noble face. When he saw Lin Yuan in the room and Ni Ji standing together, his face instantly darkened.
"Xiao Yuan?" Jiang Yangshuo asked with a dark face, "Why are you still here? Who is this person?"
(End of this chapter)