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Zhang Yiyan stopped, turned around, and looked up at him. Although the time, place, and occasion were inappropriate, he still didn't want to hide it and shook his head gently, "Yan Junge, I can't stay. I'll leave when the case is over." Will walk."

Yan Junge was obviously a little anxious. Before he could ask him to stay, Zhang Yiyan squeezed his hand and looked sad for a moment, then returned to normal, "Yan Junge, please resign for me."

"Resign? Why? Because Zhang Tianming doesn't agree with us being together? I'm going to let you resign!" Yan Junge's whole body exploded. He grabbed Zhang Yiyan's arm hard, lowered his head to look at him, his tone was anxious and his voice was unconscious. Ba Gao, "I don't agree with your resignation. Why should you resign? Yanyan, Yanyan, please don't leave me, okay?"

"If Zhang Tianming doesn't agree, I'll beg him until he agrees. Or I'll go with you. Anyway, I don't agree to separate." Somewhat excitedly, he took Zhang Yiyan's hand and put it to his heart. The separation these days has already made him tired. He was heartbroken, and he would not agree if we separated again, "Yanyan, the two of us will find a way together, it will definitely be possible, Yanyan,,,"

His tone was obviously hoarse at the end of the sentence. He had just met and was about to leave. How could he let him go?

Feeling the beating from the palm of his hand, one after another, Zhang Yiyan's fingers were numb from the shock. He curled his fingers slightly and shook his head gently, "I'm sorry, I can't stay, and you can't come with me. And it's not because of my uncle, it's I, we can't..."

After rejecting Yan Junge so many times, he actually didn't dare to say the next words. When they looked at each other, seeing the pain in his eyes, they covered up the astringency in his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Yan Junge Junge, if,,,"

If I can still live, I will definitely come back to find you.

With these words in mind, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, raised his hand to smooth his frown, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile, "Yan Junge, give me a breath of yang energy."

Yan Junge suppressed the sourness in his heart and said, "Okay."

Gently holding her soft cheeks, she lowered her head and gently sucked her red lips into her mouth, bit by bit, as if treating a rare treasure, almost tenderly. His big hands slowly slid to the back of his neck, pressing the person into his arms, and deepening the kiss.

Slowly closing his eyes, he felt Yan Junge's cautiousness, his thin lips were slightly opened, and his big tongue immediately entered his mouth and swept across it. As the fragrance entangled, only the sound of gradually heavier breathing echoed in the forest. "Yanyan, I love you~"

The voice was gentle and caring, and the strength of the hand did not weaken, holding the person in his arms, and the body was pressed tightly together. Zhang Yiyan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed slightly, and he did not respond. He just stood on tiptoes and kissed back awkwardly.

"rustle"

The branches swayed gently and slowly for a few times. A pair of black eyes behind the tree looked at the two people hugging and kissing and couldn't help but raise their eyebrows in surprise. When she met Zhang Yiyan's unkind eyes, she sighed. This man himself can't even look at kissing in public.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I really don't want to disturb you, but if you keep kissing me, the murderer will really disappear." Li Weiyuan walked out of the darkness, twirled the flute in his hand a few times, and saw that the two of them were not surprised by his arrival. And when they separated, they opened their eyes a little wider.

Zhang Yiyan turned his head to look at him. He had already recognized the person. He tilted his head and was still being held by Yan Junge. He did not feel embarrassed by the other party's teasing and said in a calm tone, "You didn't catch him?"

"Hee hee, he was bitten on the neck by a walking zombie. He is about to die." Li Weiyuan pointed in the direction and took the lead to lead the way. Zhang Yiyan pulled Yan Junge to follow him five steps behind.

Li Weiyuan turned his head and glanced at the two people behind him before continuing to walk forward, the corners of his lips raised, "No wonder Captain Yan has your aura on him and can still use the magic rope."

"Zhang Yiyan, I have always wondered whether a person like you would spend his whole life seeking scriptures and would never see you fall in love."

His eyes slid past Yan Junge, and the smile on his lips widened, "I didn't expect that you not only talked, but also found a man, tsk tsk tsk."

Yan Junge held Zhang Yiyan's hand tightly, clasping his fingers tightly, and frowned slightly when he heard this, "Team Leader Li, it's not your turn to intervene in the matter between Yan Yan and me."

Why do two of them say a few words about their affairs? Tsk, it was annoying to begin with, but now it is even more annoying to be teased by an outsider.

Zhang Yiyan patted the back of his hand reassuringly, signaling him to calm down and not comment on Li Weiyuan's words. He didn't need to explain his affairs to an outsider.

The three of them quickly arrived at the place. The man in black who was just leading them covered his neck and breathed heavily, as if he would lose his breath in the next second. At this time, he was at the end of his strength. Even if he was allowed to escape, he might not be able to leave.

Zhang Yiyan looked him up and down, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Teacher Wen?"

The man in black froze, then chuckled, and with some effort pulled off his mask with his free left hand. It turned out to be Wen Hao, an assistant professor in the Department of Folk Literature.

At this time, the handsome and gentle face was stained with a layer of gray death. Wen Hao relaxed his body and lay back on the gravel, with a smile as relaxed as possible, "Classmate Zhang, long time no see."

Wen Hao's face gradually overlapped with the fourth sketch. Yan Junge glanced at Zhang Yiyan, who nodded slightly. There was indeed Wen Hao on the investigation list at that time. Maybe he was too good to be found out.

"Mr. Wen, the person behind you took advantage of you. I can help you catch him, as long as you tell everything."

Wen Hao looked at the students he had taught and shook his head with a wry smile, "Although I did not resurrect my sister, I can avenge her. I will die without regrets."

Zhang Yiyan and Yan Junge looked at each other, guessing the message in his words, sister? resurrection?

"Luo Hong?"

"..."

Wen Hao did not answer, but Zhang Yiyan had already made a decision.

"The Gravedigger knows how to use poison, but he is not proficient in it. Moreover, he acts recklessly and uses any means in a fight. When he sees the situation is not right, he will run away immediately." Having said this, he smiled sarcastically, "The most important point is, With his brain, he would never be able to come up with such a thorough plan."

The gravedigger who fled in a hurry sneezed several times: Who said anything bad about me?

Seeing Wen Hao's expression change, Zhang Yiyan found that the barrier blocking his breath had disappeared. His eyes flashed, and fragments of Wen Hao's past flashed through his mind.

Apparently, the person behind him removed the barrier nearby and winked at Li Weiyuan. The latter understood, quietly retreated into the shadows, and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Yiyan raised the corners of his lips and continued, "Luo Hong was adopted when he was young and his surname was changed to Luo. After many twists and turns, you brothers and sisters finally recognized each other. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Luo Hong and Wei Song passed away one after another."

"In pain and sadness, you discovered that their death was not simple, so you wanted revenge."

"You are just an ordinary assistant coach with no power or background. If you want to take revenge, it is not easy."