His breath blew heavily behind Wen Zheliu, and the smell of the ointment lingered sticky, and the pungent mint bitterness was so dense and moist that it could even condense into tiny droplets of water on the skin.
"The situation was urgent at the time. My uncle knew that a mole was planted around him, so he hurried to my side. He could have made it in time..."
"Originally." Wen Zheliu's lips twitched and she repeated dully.
"...the twelve scientific researchers who infiltrated were all equipped with thunderstorm devices." He Qin's voice trembled, "The last words we received..."
Wen Zheliu was so confused that he curled up in He Qin's arms and tried to use his brain to think about what this meant and what the result was.
"... The last word we received was, 'The final hurdle of the Corpus Christi Project has been overcome, and the progress has reached 96.8%. I'm sorry, but we have no choice.' "
Wen Zheliu slowly opened his eyes, as if he saw a burst of brilliant sparks in the darkness.
He Qin hugged Wen Zheliu tightly with a thick and soft quilt and his arms, as if he was using his body to hold up a small world for him. "The fire was very strong, and the main building of the base was basically destroyed. ...Only He Rui and a small group of his cronies hid in the shelter in time and escaped this disaster."
"I caught him out, I almost killed him, I..." He Qin's arms hugging Wen Zheliu were also trembling slightly, "I broke his spine, his limbs. He was covered in bruises Blood, but he just looked at me and smiled. So I changed my mind and decided that I couldn't let him die like this. His body was locked in the confinement room on the 100th floor underground, and his mind was also going to be exiled to the other world of Nova City. … He will be the first and only experiencer of the Eucharistic Plan.”
"I regret... I regret very much." He hugged Wen Zheliu tightly, "I regret that I failed to find out who the traitor was, failed to stop his plan earlier, failed to... failed to meet him at that time your turn."
"..." Wen Zheliu was still stunned. He stared ahead strangely, and it took him a long time to find his voice.
What to say.
What more can be said
"...They, they just left."
"I'm sorry." He Qin said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."
The smell of the ointment was cold and stinging. Wen Zheliu closed her eyes and said, "Why are you saying sorry? You did nothing wrong."
"I kept it secret from you for a long time." He Qin said, "I was afraid that you would be sad, I was afraid that you would blame me, I was afraid that you really thought that my love for you was out of guilt and compensation. Every day, I wonder whether I want you to Struggled with the choice of telling you the truth.”
"You said it," Wen Zheliu murmured, "you said people's emotions are so complicated, and there is never anyone right or wrong... But at the beginning, you must have felt sorry for me, right?"
He Qin said: "... Yes, I can't deny this."
Wen Zheliu's mind was very confused.
He curled up in the warm thick quilt, but his lips were trembling slightly. He looked at the darkness in front of him and heard He Qin say: "But later, my feelings slowly changed... You are so bright, just like the real sun. , energy constantly radiating kindness and heat to the people around me. Just looking at you... Just looking at you, I feel that my stupidity can be forgiven. I want to catch you, catch a bunch of Light."
After Wen Zheliu was silent for a moment, he moved slowly and turned over in He Qin's arms, regardless of the ointment on his body that stained his nightgown. He Qin stiffened his body and let him do whatever he wanted.
Wen Zheliu stretched out her arms and slowly hugged his waist.
He Qin's body trembled, and his breathing stopped for a moment at this gesture of reconciliation. He lowered his head and stared at the top of Wen Zheliu's plush hair in the darkness, unable to believe that forgiveness and redemption came so quickly.
He even hesitated for a moment before slowly reaching out and hugging Wen Zheliu's body again.
Wen Zheliu's voice came up muffled from below: "After they left... why didn't you come to me right then?"
Why didn't you take me away, why did you leave me alone
"Because I can't find you at all." He Qin pressed his trembling lips to Wen Zheliu's black hair, and the two hugged each other so intimately that they seemed to last forever, "You... you seem to have disappeared from the world. I don’t have your file or any information about you. I don’t know your name or your appearance. Even the information about your relatives has been wiped clean. Every time the search process reaches the last step, It will be blocked by an invisible wall.”
"Is this done by my uncle and aunt to protect you, or out of other concerns? I have no way of knowing. However, I have been looking for you for many years... for many years."
Wen Zheliu suddenly remembered their first meeting.
The tall man was sitting under the bright sun of Nova City. He wore a mask that covered half of his face. His beautiful eyes were slightly squinted, looking thoughtfully and lonely into the distance. Then he turned his head and looked. Check out the location of the beverage shop.
So, he took out six copper coins, bought a glass of lemonade to cool down, walked to the man, smiled at him and said:
"It's hot today, so the real-time temperature inside will be adjusted accordingly. How about something to drink? I'll treat you to it."
"Ning Ning," he heard He Qin's trembling call with a nasal sound, "your name is Wen Zheliu, not only Wen Zheliu in this nocturne, who can't afford Wen Zheliu who loves his hometown, but also 'Wen Shu' 'The continuation of 'Liu Huaimeng' is their precious crystallization. I went round and round and tried all my means. However, the first time I saw your real name, I knew that I had finally... found you."
Wen Zheliu gritted his teeth. His nasal cavity was extremely sour. He wanted to endure it, but it was really unbearable. Those ten years of grievances, the uneasiness of being dependent on others, and the exploitation and harm from blood relatives - he lived under the roof of the so-called relatives, but he wanted to exile his heart outside the roof, without any warmth and comfort. He has teachers, classmates and friends, but their help ultimately treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. Although it is all out of sincerity, it can only shield him from the wind and rain for a moment, but cannot completely cure him. He is shivering with cold outside and has nowhere to go. A heart to go.
But now, there is finally someone who says, I have been looking for you for many years and I have not given up. I can finally hold you and say sorry to you and that I love you.
Countless hot and violent emotions surged up, like foam in the depths of a swamp. They experienced viscous squeezing and a long journey before finally rising to the surface. A series of explosions made him tremble all over and completely lose control.
Wen Zheliu was buried in He Qin's arms and cried bitterly. He cried until he couldn't breathe, until his throat was choked, until his voice was gone and his vision was black.
Different from usual, He Qin did not comfort him. He just hugged the body of the person in his arms tightly and allowed him to shed those past events with tears.
"On the day of the auction, I saw a corner of your past life through the ring." He Qin said quietly, "I regret it very much. I saw the injuries on your face and heard you talking about how your current guardian used your parents. Relics come to threaten you, embezzling the property left by your parents... I can only roughly imagine what happened to you through a few words. But suddenly I saw the passing pictures, heard the voices, and the confusion and inadequacy I felt before All the anger on the ground burned up at once and almost burned me to death."
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"You are the most important person to me, and my love for you does not grow on guilt." He Qin said.
"Cry, if you are tired of crying, have a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, it will be a new day and a new life."
"…I love you, baby."
Amidst the overwhelming tears, Wen Zheliu's nose was red, but his face and forehead were cold and white with sweat. It was as if a newborn baby had found a haven of peace of mind and could finally concentrate on crying once in this silent night.
He cried so hard that he almost forgot why he was crying. Gradually, the crying turned into small and rapid sobs, then softened and turned into sobs one after another. Finally, the sobs became intermittent - and by the time it slowly subsided, he had already Fell asleep.
He Qin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sighed again, carefully helped him adjust his sleeping position, and then lay down with his arms around him.
The next morning, Wen Zheliu opened his eyes, but his mind was still blank.
He stared blankly at the plain ceiling. The quilt covering him was soft and warm, wrapping him like a cloud. In such a cloudy morning, it made people's bones feel numb.
What...where am I? What should I do
Wen Zheliu looked around confusedly. It looked like an ordinary bedroom, but he just felt uneasy. He always felt that there was something he should do but didn't do it...
broken! He still has classes! You're going to be late for class!
He suddenly fell asleep, climbed out of bed, hurriedly grabbed his clothes with one hand, and hurriedly reached for the slippers under the bed with one foot. At this moment, He Qin, holding a cup of hot milk, leaned towards the door of the bedroom and looked at him narrowly.
"What are you anxious about?" he asked, "I asked for leave for you, why don't you want to sleep for a while?"
Wen Zheliu was stunned for a moment. He kept his left hand reaching out from his shirt sleeve and looked back at He Qin with his feet hooked in slippers. The memory of last night finally slowly came back to him at this time, allowing him to remember how all this happened. thing.
The slippers slipped from the upturned toes to the ground. Wen Zheliu's straightened spine collapsed and he breathed out a sigh of relief.
"...Thank you, brother, for asking for leave for me." He lowered his eyelids vaguely, and when he thought about not having to go to class, his tense spirit seemed to relax.
"Thank you." He Qin walked to the bedside, handed him the hot milk, and put his hand on his forehead with concern to see if he had a fever, "Are you feeling better?"
Thinking of the conversations last night, Wen Zheliu still felt very complicated and didn't know how to face it.
He thought hard for a while, and still said in frustration: "I... I don't know."
"Perhaps... should I feel relieved? My heart is filled with panic. Should I feel happy? I'm not that happy. Anyway, I have the determination to kill He Rui, but... "
"It doesn't matter, I've said it before, let's just take our time and be confused like this. No matter how many secrets and obstacles there are, it won't stop my heart from moving closer to you." He Qin bent his index finger and smelled the broken willow. The chest was lightly tapped.
"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it." He Qin smiled slightly, "Leave the problem to time. Time is always the best teacher, although it always kills the student in the end. However, its answer may be It’s what you really want.”