Why do you have a crush on me again

"what?"

"He... is much prettier than you. To be honest, having sex with you is not as tasteful as being with him." Qu Yun looked like I was very sincere.

"You'll regret it," said the young man.

"I have done too many things that I regret, and I don't lack this one." Qu Yun patted the other person's shoulder, "I'm going back to my room to sleep, and you should go to bed earlier."

The young man let go of him, turned and walked away.

Qu Yun shrugged his shoulders, went back to his room to wash and sleep.

In the middle of the night, Qu Yun, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt something, sat up abruptly, rolled over and came under the bed.

"I didn't intend to seek wealth or murder, but to be rigorous. You really don't cooperate very much."

This voice was the young man rejected by him.

When Qu Yun turned on the light, he saw the other party sitting on the sofa beside his bed with a gun in his hand.

This guy must have been trained, otherwise Qu Yun would not have heard the movement until he sat down on the sofa after he entered the room.

"What do you want to do?" Qu Yun asked.

"Actually, I'm just here to entrust the task." The other party smiled and raised his other hand, "Don't be so nervous, relax."

So, this person is a member of "Black Sparrow".

"What mission?" Qu Yun still did not relax his guard at all.

The young man took out a small bottle from his pocket and threw it in front of Qu Yun: "Drink it, and I will tell you what this mission is."

"After I drink it, tell me it's poison. The task you gave me is to poison myself?"

"You are so humorous." The young man remained motionless, "If you are not interested in this mission, then forget it. The reward for this mission is 3000 million——US dollars."

Qu Yun evaluated in his heart that the task of 3000 million US dollars was absolutely important to "Black Sparrow", and even if it was really poison... if he died, it would just return to reality, and there would be no loss for him.

Qu Yun raised his hand, opened the bottle cap, and drank it down.

The young man on the opposite side was a little disappointed: "So I'm not yet 3000 million attractive, right?"

Not long after Qu Yun finished drinking, he became dizzy and fell down.

When he regained consciousness again, his temples hurt badly, and he couldn't get used to the light in front of him. There was a person in a long white coat sitting in front of him. Jiangcheng passed away, but found that the person opposite was not Jiangcheng.

"Strictly, hello. It took us 36 hours to bring you here from Las Vegas."

Qu Yun stared blankly at the other party. The other party was about 35 or six years old, with fair skin, no glasses, and a modest smile on his face.

He looked like a gentleman, but Qu Yun's intuition told himself that this guy was definitely not a gentleman.

Qu Yun thumped the back of his head and asked, "Where is this place? Who are you?"

The other party laughed.

"I'm Dr. West, this is... a sea base belonging to 'Black Sparrow', because it's far away from land, we call it Exile Island."

The other party's voice was polite.

Qu Yun couldn't help being stunned.

Because the exile island is where Ling Mo was locked up by "Black Sparrow".

He looked at Dr. West in disbelief: "So... what is my mission?"

At this time, a young man carried a tray containing a teapot and teacups, and placed it on the European-style round table in front of Dr. West.

Qu Yun immediately recognized that this was the young man who pretended to be interested in him in the casino.

Dr. West smiled: "He is Duke, my student. Even though he is young, he is also a doctor."

Qu Yun was not surprised by this at all, because "Black Sparrow" was already full of talents.

"So, what's the $3000 million mission?"

Qu Yun's heart was beating very fast. He was almost sure that this mission was definitely related to Ling Mo.

What happened to Ling Mo on this island?

"Your last task was to help us get Ling Mo out of his watchman's eyes." West said slowly while drinking tea.

"So?" Qu Yun had to suppress his desire to see Ling Mo, his fingertips were burning and trembling.

"After Ling Mo came here... he didn't support our work very much."

Qu Yun almost laughed wildly in his heart.

How does Ling Mo support your work?

Your people killed Lu Xiao!Ling Mo only hates you to the bone, maybe he is still thinking about how to blow up this island, and you want him to support your work?

Brain in the shit, right?

West looked at Qu Yun, and said playfully, "I see sarcasm in your eyes."

Fortunately, Qu Yun shrugged his shoulders and said: "Because I heard that 'Black Sparrow' once sent someone to kill his little lover... Is it difficult for you to ask him to support your work?"

West nodded: "Indeed. He is a very determined person. It is indeed very difficult for us to persuade him to obey without affecting his logical thinking ability and cognitive structure."

"So, what does that have to do with you calling me here? Dr. West, as you can see, I'm not lobbyist material. Besides, I shot him from the helicopter, and he should be happy I will go to eighteen levels of hell."

Qu Yun tried his best to make it look like he had no interest in Ling Mo.

Dr. West smiled: "It's your shot that makes Ling Mo never forget."

Fortunately Duke didn't give him a cup of black tea, otherwise Qu Yun would have sprayed the tea on West's face.

"What? Remember that shot of mine?"

"After he came here, he didn't say a word to us, except to say 'I want to see the person who shot me'. I am also curious, what will he do when he sees you?"

"Maybe he wants revenge." Qu Yun replied.

That's right, what does Ling Mo want to see him for?

Qu Yun was also very curious about this.

"If you don't mind, please have a cup of afternoon tea with him." Dr. West stood up.

"A cup of afternoon tea for three thousand dollars?"

"Yes." West nodded.

"That's fine."

Duke walked up to Qu Yun, put headphones in his ears, changed his coat, and clicked a button on his chest: "We need to see Ling Mo's expression."

To put it bluntly, it was to monitor Ling Mo's every move.

Qu Yun really wanted to tell them that even if the sky fell, Ling Mo's face would not show any expression.

Duke took Qu Yun out of the room, and behind them were two guards similar to those on the island. Judging from their body shape and walking posture, Qu Yun could feel that they were all one in ten thousand. Good hands, and very alert.

While walking, Duke asked, "You said I'm not as good-looking as your first love, is that true?"

Qu Yun touched the tip of his nose: "Don't you have this kind of experience? When you like someone, even if he is a lazy toad, you can still regard him as a white swan?"

"I haven't. Because I never liked toads," Duke replied.

As Qu Yun walked, he counted his steps. This passage was a straight line, about 100 meters long. When the door at the end opened, Qu Yun immediately heard the sound of waves, one after another, like an infinite cycle.

The air is humid, with the salty smell of sea water.

Qu Yun was taken by Duke to an ATV. The island is huge, and they drove for 5 minutes, all along the high metal fence on the island.On the other side of the wall, what is locked is the secret belonging to "Black Sparrow".

Although I went to the island, I didn't have the opportunity to get in touch with the secrets.

When they came to a moon-white beach, Qu Yun saw Ling Mo sitting alone in the sun.

Behind him were six guards, and their equipment was the same as the one behind Duke.

"Here we are," Duke said.

"What about afternoon tea?" Qu Yun asked.

"what?"

"Dr. West said that he called me here to have a cup of afternoon tea with that boy."

Duke gave Qu Yun a middle finger.

It seems that afternoon tea is gone.

"He doesn't have a weapon on him, right?" Qu Yun got off the ATV and asked Duke back.

"He doesn't have a weapon. However, he has the ability to strangle you directly." Duke replied with a smile.

Qu Yun suddenly felt very bad.

He looked at Ling Mo, even under the scorching sun, Qu Yun could feel a coldness from Ling Mo's back.

Because it is a little cold, it has nothing to do with the temperature, unless he is willing to open it up for others, he will never be able to cover it.

Qu Yun's palms began to sweat, not because of the heat, but because of nervousness.

He didn't know if he could get close to him this time.

Every time he took a step closer, Qu Yun could feel something shaking in his mind. It was like the most delicate and ancient cello, buried in the wind and frost, and the ice edges on the frozen strings were shattered. waiting to fall.

When Qu Yun came to Ling Mo's side, he realized that Ling Mo wasn't looking into the distance to expect freedom, but closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying the tranquility, or just waiting for someone to come.

"The sun is very poisonous here, have you put on sunscreen?" Qu Yun asked.

"I only have 5 minutes to bask in the sun every day." Ling Mo replied.

His voice was calm, not like a prisoner or on vacation, but it made it clear that he didn't belong here.

"Well, Dr. West told me that you didn't cooperate with their work very much...and you said you wanted to see me."

Ling Mo opened his eyes, as if another world had opened up. When he looked at Qu Yun, the penetrating feeling made Qu Yun feel guilty for no reason.

After a guilty conscience, there is a huge expectation.

will you recognize me

Will you believe me?

Qu Yun didn't look away, but tried his best to restrain his frenzied heartbeat and looked at the other party.

"It didn't take more than a second for you to hit me from the time you raised the gun to pulling the trigger and avoiding your accomplices who stood in my way. You didn't aim at me while the helicopter was hovering in the air for Let me put my guard down. But your aiming speed is far beyond the average person." Ling Mo's voice was cold and objective.

Qu Yun was a little disappointed. It turned out that Ling Mo was amazed by his marksmanship.

"Because if I can't seize that second, I may never be able to hit you again." Qu Yun replied, "And that shot is worth 500 million dollars."

At this time, the guard behind Ling Mo reminded, "5 minutes is up."

Ling Mo got up without the slightest bit of nostalgia, and patted the sand behind him.

Qu Yun looked at his empty wrist, and subconsciously grabbed him.

"They didn't give you back your watch."

Ling Mo lowered his head and looked at Qu Yun who was looking up at him. He didn't shake off his hand, but replied indifferently: "Yes. They are liars, and so are you."

He left with the guards and got into an ATV.

Qu Yun also turned around and returned to the beach buggy.

Duke propped his chin and watched him with interest.

"You really only talked about that one shot?"

"Otherwise? Talk about the weather?" Qu Yun wanted to find a reason to stay here, but if it was too deliberate, it would definitely make West suspect. He said in a tone that couldn't wait to leave, "This is like a prison at sea. When can I leave? Don't forget my $3000 million."

"You're a miser. You need to wait a week," Duke replied.

"One week? So long? Is there a casino here?"

"No."

"Where's the handsome young man?"

Qu Yun originally wanted to talk about beauties in bikinis, but when he thought of the taste of the owner of this identity, he should "adapt" to it.

"At first, I wanted to say that I was also considered a young and beautiful boy, but you said that I was not as beautiful as your first love." Duke replied with the corners of his lips pulled.

"You don't even have a beach chair on your beach!"

Duke still smiled, and the ATV brought Qu Yun to the previous passage door, and he was brought back to that room.

After Qu Yun went back, he found that it was like a prison cell, except for a bed to sleep in and a toilet and bathroom, there was nothing left!

Qu Yun was lying on the bed with his head hugged. A week seemed boring and long, but it was too short for him, not enough to find a reason to stay here!

He needs to get close to Ling Mo!Thinking about it this way, he felt that the previous two deep dives were too easy, at least he could face Ling Mo day and night!Qu Yun kicked the quilt irritably.

At this time, Dr. West was watching Qu Yun's reaction in front of the computer.

"Duke, our guest doesn't seem to have the patience to stay here a second longer."

"He's living a wonderful life in the outside world." Duke said with a bit of schadenfreude.

"Let's go, it's time for Dr. Gray to treat Ling Mo again. He always refuses to let go of the fact that Lu Xiao was killed, so he will never be able to be used by us."

They walked through the long passage, took the elevator down all the way, and entered a room.

Looking through the glass window of the room, they could see Ling Mo lying on a bed with an elegant 60-year-old woman sitting beside the bed.

West could hear their conversation over the loudspeaker.

"It's like a long, long road with no end. You have to stop and turn back. You know very well in your heart that it is impossible for that person to accompany you down the road."

Dr. Gray's voice was very soft, and a certain rhythmic sound could be heard from the loudspeaker. Its tone was repeated, but the rhythm of repetition was getting slower and slower, as if it would soon stop.

And something was burning next to Ling Mo's pillow, making a "chichi" sound, like grains of sand falling from the cracks, and then flowing away.

At this time, Dr. Gray's finger touched the phone, and the slow, repeated voice stopped completely.

On the other side of the glass wall, Duke held his pocket and asked suspiciously: "I don't think Ling Mo will become as well-behaved, obedient and sensible as other children on the island once he wakes up."

"We don't need him to be obedient and obedient, we need him to be able to think and think for us." West lowered his head and straightened his cuffs.

Dr. Gray sat there and slept with Ling Mo for almost three hours, while West and Duke were on the opposite side of the glass wall, observing for almost three hours.

When Dr. Gray turned his head to look at the glass wall, West and Duke knew that it was time for hypnotherapy.

The old-fashioned wall clock in the room made a "clang" sound, and when it stopped, Ling Mo's eyes slowly opened.

"Son, are you sleeping well?" Dr. Gray asked with a smile.

"I haven't slept in a long time."

"We can take that as a good start. You're letting it go little by little."

"Doctor, there is a story you must have heard." Ling Mo sat up unhurriedly.

"What story?" asked Dr. Gray with great interest.

"A hunter, hunting in the forest, fell into a trap and broke his leg. He waited for someone to come to his rescue, but a whole day passed and no one came. So the hunter decided to climb up by himself. Go up. It wasn't until the evening of the second day that he finally reached the edge of the trap."

"I've heard the story." Doctor Gray nodded, and then Ling Mo's story continued, "When the hunter finally came to the edge of the trap, someone happened to pass by and saw him, so he asked him what happened. Hunter He answered that he fell into a trap and broke his leg. No one rescued him, so he could only climb up by himself. The passer-by asked him strangely, since you broke your leg, how did you climb up from such a deep trap? What about it? When the hunter heard this, he suddenly felt powerless, fell back into the trap again, and never got up again."

"Yes." After Ling Mo finished speaking, he left the room and was taken away by the group of bodyguards.

After standing there for tens of seconds, Dr. Gray turned his head to look at the person on the other side of the glass wall, and shook his head towards West with a very embarrassed expression on his face.

"What's the matter, what does that story mean?" Duke looked at West in puzzlement.

"The will to survive made the hunter climb up from the trap. When he lost the will to survive, he fell back again." West replied.

"I understand that. But what does this have to do with Ling Mo?"

"Ling Mo is the hunter. The memory of Lu Xiao is Ling Mo's will to live. If we take away this memory, we will push Ling Mo down. Unless we completely empty Ling Mo's brain, all his consciousness will be destroyed. Know, all logic is destroyed and start again, otherwise he will never be able to let go of Lu Xiao. But if everything about him is destroyed, then he will be of no use to us." West closed his eyes back.

"I don't understand! How can one person be so important to another?" Duke frowned puzzled.

"If you have seen the blooming honeysuckle flowers on the coldest winter day, you will no longer feel that other flowers are beautiful. If you have long been used to being alone, and suddenly someone is by your side, you will never leave. Lose the ability to tolerate loneliness. The same goes for Ling Mo."

"What should we do? If one day he is rescued by the Juli Group, it is better to finish him here."

"Don't worry, Duke. Rome wasn't built in a day. We have to be patient." West pondered, playing with a silver coin in his hand, changing the front and back alternately, "Actually, the really powerful hypnosis is Let him think that he has another Lu Xiao."

"what?"

West let out a breath and stood up: "There is another story that is very similar to the hunter's story - a man drowned, he grabbed the grass on the bank, and held on by willpower until someone drowned. Rescue him ashore. But after he was rescued, someone told him that although you held a handful of grass tightly in your hand, you had already dragged that handful of grass from the shore.”

Hearing this, Duke smiled.

"I understand. We can give him a reason to continue his attachment. It's just... let's not talk about how to implant this reason into Ling Mo, who to choose to replace Lu Xiao as the attachment in Ling Mo's hands, It's also a problem."

"Let's play a game, shall we?" West turned his face and said with a smile.

"Teacher, although your game is fun, I just want to be the one watching the game."

Just when Qu Yun was lying on the single bed tossing and turning, the door of his room opened, and Qu Yun sat up with a bang, feeling nervous for a while.

Before he could figure out how to stay, Duke came.

It's not a week yet, are they going to send him away?

"Hey, rigorous. There's a game we're going to ask you to play with."

"Game? Fight the Landlord? Or CS?" Qu Yun tilted his head with disdain on his face, but his heart was extremely nervous.

Even if I want to play games, I don't want to play with you psychopaths in white coats, I want to play with Ling Mo!

...Wait, Ling Mo's level of insanity is actually not low!

The author has something to say: DAY59

Qu Yun: I actually want to play games with you!

Ling Mo: What game?

Qu Yun: Seems like a field battle?

Ling Mo: Good.

Qu Yun: Why are you overwhelming me!What are you talking about #￥￥%%!

Ling Mo: Field battle.

Qu Yun: Play P!It's fighting with others!Let me open it!