In the silent night, the faces of the two were indistinguishable.
Lu Huai slowly loosened Ye Chu's body, leaned over and placed her on the bed.
She was already asleep, very soft, letting his hand catch her.
Very obedient.
Lu Huai stretched out his hand and covered her with the quilt. He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her quietly.
Afraid to disturb her, Lu Huai did not turn on the lights.
The train galloped, light and tree shadows intertwined, falling on Ye Chu's face.
Lu Huai's hand struck up and fiddled with her messy hair.
Ye Chu frowned slightly, trying to avoid the hand on his cheek, as if he had noticed that someone was beside him.
His movements stagnated and did not continue.
In her dream, she let out a very soft cry.
It calmed down quickly.
A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Huai's mouth.
I don't know how long he stayed here. When he left, Lu Huai closed the curtains, and the room was dimly lit.
When Ye Chu woke up, the sky was already bright.
She was lying on the bed in the single compartment, and the quilt was neatly covered.
Ye Chu gradually became sober. She realized that when did she fall asleep
She has no impression at all.
At this time, when Lu Huai came to look for her, Ye Chu didn't think about it anymore.
There was a sound from the train, and the train was about to arrive at the station, arriving in Shanghai.
Ye Chu followed Lu Huai to get off the train, and the crowd was bustling. He protected her and got into the car.
Lu Huai took her to the Peace Hotel first. After removing the disguise on her face, she changed her clothes before returning to the Ye Mansion.
In the freezing winter of Shanghai, Lu Huai sent Ye Chu home.
There were several black cars parked in front of Ye Mansion, and they all drove out, as if they were going out.
Ye Chu walked in, her back was silent, her steps were extremely heavy.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, Ye Mansion's atmosphere is dull.
There were not many people on the road, and Ye Chu had a premonition in his heart.
Ye Chu put the luggage back into the room, and then quickly walked into the living room. She saw the solemn expressions of Su Lan and Ye Junzhao.
as usual.
Today is Ye Si's death day, and the people in the patrol room found her body.
Thirteen years have passed since the matter.
But Ye Si's death was the crux of Su Lan and Ye Junzhao.
The departure of the first child caused a shock to the two of them, and her departure became a topic that the Ye family couldn't touch.
At the same time, there was a problem with their marriage, which could never be restored.
On this day, the Ye family went to a cemetery outside Shanghai.
The sky was gloomy and extremely gloomy.
The Ye family's car stopped, and they walked up the mountain to a cemetery.
The eldest daughter of the Ye family was buried there, a person who left because of an accident.
Sulan put a cluster of small white flowers and gave it to the little man in the tomb.
That is Ye Si's favorite flower.
The memories of Ye Si always stayed in the winter of that year 13 years ago.
Ye Chu lit a piece of incense and read in his heart, wishing her well.
Heavy dark clouds hovered Shanghai, and it looked like it was about to rain heavily.
They looked at the tombstone in silence, their backs solemn.
…
A cemetery in Peking.
This time is not a day for tomb sweeping and worship. The cemetery is empty and silent.
Occasionally, a gust of wind blew, and it disappeared instantly.
At this time, a car stopped in front of the cemetery.
The surroundings were empty, no one passed by, only a lone car parked there.
Before long, a woman in a black coat walked down. He also held a bunch of flowers in his hand.
There was no emotion between her eyebrows and her eyes, her eyes were calm.
She stood beside the car, standing far away.
She looked at the cemetery, looking through the cold air, not knowing where to fall.
The next second, she withdrew her gaze and stepped into the cemetery.
That person is Poppy.
It snowed just yesterday, and the entire cemetery was covered with a thin layer of snow.
In the early morning, the snow had stopped, and the sky was very dark.
The snow gradually melted and the ground was muddy.
The air is ups and downs, the fog is deep, the white fog is thick, and the virtual ground is caged in the cemetery.
As soon as Poppy walked into the fog, there was already a faint dampness on his clothes.
On Poppy's feet was a pair of delicate leather shoes, which fell on the damp mud.
The mud occasionally splashed, soaking the hem of her clothes, it was extremely cold.
Poppy was unaware, his gaze fell forward, and his footsteps kept moving.
People often come to clean the cemetery, so it looks clean and tidy.
Poppy's eyes passed the rows of tombs, and she walked through a long walkway.
Finally, she stopped in front of one of the tombstones.
There is no mark on the tombstone, it is blank.
Otherwise, this tomb is no different from the one next to it.
Only Poppy knew that there was nothing under this tombstone, and it was empty.
Poppy followed the usual practice, put incense and burned paper, and then worship.
It seemed that lying down was just an old friend of hers.
Finally, she bent down and placed a bunch of dried flowers next to the tombstone.
The unknown bouquet leaned on it quietly, facing the blank tombstone.
When Poppy stood up, his eyes fell on the bunch of dried flowers.
Her back was hidden in the white mist, extremely lonely.
Poppy's thoughts gradually withdrew, and the memories deepened.
…
Poppy still remembers the last fragment before leaving home, which was a bunch of flowers at her table.
It seems to be white, but it may be another color.
The memories are so far apart that she can't remember them clearly.
Only the faint fragrance lingered in her nose.
At that time, she said she liked it, and her mother put it in her room.
But it didn't take long before she was abducted.
After Poppy was abducted, she was accidentally rescued by Dai Shinan. He gave her a chance to become an agent.
When Poppy first arrived in Peking, Chief Dai, in order to prevent her from escaping, always sent people to watch her.
There are also many people who need professional training like her.
All those who are trained must stay in a house.
You are not allowed to go out without the permission of the boss.
Even in the occasional few missions, there are always people watching them.
Among these people, Poppy learns the fastest and learns best.
When Poppy knew she had the ability to escape, she moved her mind.
That night, Poppy finally found an opportunity to escape the house.
She avoided all the guards. These methods were learned from training.
Without being noticed by anyone, she walked out of the house without incident.
When Poppy thought she was about to leave here, she found that at the end of the alley, someone had been standing there waiting for her.
Poppy will always remember that scene.
In the dimly lit alley, Chief Dai stood there quietly.
He walked out of the darkness and his eyes fell on Poppy.
Poppy realized that he was completely surrounded.
Although the guards were hidden in the darkness, Poppy still felt countless guns pointed at him.
As long as she changes slightly, those bullets will burst into the air immediately.
Killed her on the spot.
There is nothing more desperate than hopelessness.
Her every move is under the control of others.
Poppy's thoughts were extremely transparent, and she instantly understood Chief Dai's intentions.
It turned out that she was secretly delighted, thinking that she had escaped smoothly.
Unexpectedly, those actions, in the eyes of others, are just behaviors that are beyond self-reliance.
Chief Dai knows that Poppy is smarter than ordinary people, which is her advantage.
Again, this is also a hindrance, preventing her from becoming a real agent.
Just like tonight, as long as Poppy finds the right opportunity, she won't let herself be trapped forever.
And this happens to be a taboo for being an agent.
A near-perfect agent, but his mind is active and uncontrollable.
Then he would rather choose someone who is obedient and will obey orders.
What he wants is someone who can give his life immediately for the task, for the organization.
Instead of sneaking in the dark all the time, taking personal matters as the first indefinite number.
When Chief Dai noticed Poppy's intention to escape, he deliberately relaxed his control over her.
He made Poppy think she had a chance to escape and could escape smoothly.
In the end, Poppy will discover that this is just a trap she set for her.
At this time, Poppy will be vigilant and will not make the same mistake again.
He will let Poppy know that no matter where Poppy flees, he can't escape his surveillance range.
Poppy's temperament is very strong, so it just can suppress her temper.
Chief Dai spent so much effort on Poppy, because he knew that Poppy was a useful talent, so he didn't want to give up easily.
Poppy at that time was not as calm as it is now. She had already lost her position when she did such a thing for the first time.
She was pale, biting her lips, but did not say a word for mercy.
Even at this time, Poppy is still not softened.
She fixedly looked at Chief Dai and said nothing.
Chief Dai stepped forward and walked to Poppy.
"Poppy, I saved you, do you think I'm a philanthropist?"
There was a moment of silence, and Poppy shook his head.
Officer Dai went on to say, with a deep oppression in his voice: "I never accept useless people."
Poppy looked into Chief Dai's eyes and never looked away.
Hearing this, Poppy's face became even more bleak.
Chief Dai's words were extremely cold, and they sounded clearly in Poppy's ears.
"Now, I will give you two paths, or I will send you back to the trafficker and ignore it."
Officer Dai did not finish, but Poppy knew what he meant.
If she goes back again, Chief Dai will never let her escape.
Officer Dai continued: "Either you abandon the past and become a real agent."
That night, the icy alleys, the words of intimidation hidden in the calm, and the solemn atmosphere of the surroundings.
Poppies will never be forgotten.
She only remembered that when she clenched her palms tightly, a violent heartbeat suddenly sounded.
She couldn't even hear the sound from her own mouth.
The words she said at this time turned out to be far away.
"I choose the latter."
Poppy understands that from now on, she must become a brand new person.
There is no past, and there is no future.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew the corners of the poppy's clothes.
The cold wind cut through the quiet air.
Poppy gradually recovered, her clenched fist let go, and her eyes fell on the blank tombstone again.
She knew that everyone in the family thought she was dead.
And today happens to be her death day.
Poppy will come to the cemetery to worship at this time of year.
No one knows who the poppy worships.
No one will know the true name and true identity of Poppy.
Now, in this world, there is only one Miss Ye who has died.
Ye Si.
At this time, Poppy's eyes sank, extremely firm.
The past, let it pass, and it won’t change.
This is the path she chose.
Now, as long as she can protect the person she loves, that's fine.
…
Beiping Railway Bureau.
Someone avoided the rest of the railway bureau and came to an office.
He is Lu Huai's secret guard, and he wants to come here to get something.
The windows were closed, the curtains were drawn, and the office was dimly lit.
At this time, there was no one in the office, and there was silence.
The dark guard found the passenger list for the past few days.
Time is running out, he has no time to take a closer look.
While listening to the movement outside the door, the dark guard used a miniature camera to take this information.
When the office was opened again, the inside had been restored to its original state.
No one will find out that someone has ever been in the office.
On the other side, in the Peace Hotel in Shanghai, the phone rang suddenly, and Lu Huai immediately answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone was the secret guard who had just sneaked into the railway bureau and obtained passenger information.
After the dark guard received the information, he immediately called Lu Huai.
The dark guard reported: "Three young masters, things are getting better."
Lu Huai's voice sank: "Say."
The dark guard said: "You let me continue to keep an eye on the train passengers to find out if there are two names, Mo Qinghan and Rong Mu."
Lu Huai: "Yeah."
Mo Qinghan suddenly appeared on the train and had a conversation with Ye Chu.
If he took a train to Peiping, he would definitely leave a trace.
Dark Guard: "Mo Qinghan has never been traced, but Rong Mu's name appeared on a train leaving Beiping yesterday."
Lu Huai frowned: "Where did Rong Mu go?"
The dark guard's voice came: "Shanghai."
After the dark guard finished the report, Lu Huai put down the phone.
Ye Chu met Mo Qinghan on the train that day, but they did not find the names of Mo Qinghan and Rong Mu on the passenger list that day.
Mo Qinghan must have used other identities.
But yesterday, Rong Mu suddenly set off from Peking and came to Shanghai.
It seems that Mo Qinghan is ready to use Rong Mu's identity again to come to Shanghai to do business.
I don’t know if he has anything to do with what happened a few days ago...
Lu Huai was in deep thought, his brows faintly frowned, and he had a headache.
After running around for a few days, he was exhausted physically and mentally.
Lu Huai had a splitting headache. He fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
Although Lu Huai was extremely tired, he had a dream this night.
He dreamed of a dusk.
Lu Huai was on a speeding train whose destination was Shanghai.
He and a woman were in the carriage, standing face to face, with a fast passing scenery outside the window.
Like previous dreams, the woman's face was still indistinguishable.
She wore a cheongsam, with a good figure and fair skin.
The man seemed to want to say something, she didn't say it yet, those words got stuck in her throat.
At this moment, her body collapsed unconsciously and turned straight towards Lu Huai.
Lu Huai caught her subconsciously, her body was extremely hot and familiar.
He frowned slightly, the woman had a fever and the temperature was very high.
Lu Huai hugged her and walked quickly to the bed. He gently put her body down and let her lean there.
There was hot water in the carriage, and Lu Huai poured a glass of water and fed her medicine.
He held the woman and supported her body so that she would not faint.
She was burning badly, and her body was hot everywhere, and Lu Huai was very close to her, and the heat spread to him.
She seemed to be a little unconscious, and barely swallowed the medicine.
Lu Huai put down the cup in her hand, and she fainted.
In the evening car, the light of the setting sun fell in, and the woman looked very delicate.
Her body was soft and she was about to slide down immediately.
Lu Huai reached out and took it.
Her body fell over, her silky hair slipped into the gap between his fingers, and then quickly slipped away.
Lu Huai's hand moved down, slid to her waist, her waist was so thin that she could not hold it.
The touch was delicate and familiar, and Lu Huai was startled.
The woman still had a fever and fell asleep in his arms.
It was already night, the sky was dark, the carriage light was dim, but Lu Huai did not leave.
Lu Huai seemed to be worried, and lay down beside her, not afraid of getting sick.
Lu Huai stretched out his hand, his hand covering her forehead, her fever subsided a bit, and the temperature of her body gradually returned to normal.
This night, the two embraced and slept. He covered her with a quilt and slept by himself.
The train drove towards Shanghai and spent a silent night.
Lu Huai could feel the person's light breathing.
Her breath was close to his body, close to her ear.
In the silent winter night, it also brought a touch of warmth.
…
When Lu Huai opened his eyes, the sky was still dark.
It was just a dream. This is the cold room of the Peace Hotel.
The temperature of the palm of his hand has disappeared, and her long hair slipped from his fingers.
His hands were clearly still around her waist.
The woman's body is real and accurate.
But disappeared into the night.
Lu Huai's eyes sank.
It's such a similar scene again, and it's such a familiar dream...
He is not allowed to ignore what happened these days.
Lu Huai lowered his head and rubbed his fingers, there was a familiar touch.
His heartbeat became more violent.
He couldn't help but think of another possibility.
That person, it's her.