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Qin Chi knew that the pillar had been pierced, and that the other party still had the mission of loving each other and killing each other, so he directly gave up his strict defense against Ling Han. The fact of being together.

Sure enough, as Qin Chi expected, Ling Han was not with Suilin in the end.

Because Suilin unilaterally violated the system tasks, the system activated forced transfer. In the same car accident, Suilin protected him with her body, but she left this world.

At the scene of the car accident, Qin Chi looked at the distraught girl in the void who was the only one he could see crying, and finally turned and left without saying a word.

She was destined not to belong to this world from the very beginning.

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In the middle of the night, the pointer on the large LED screen on the exquisite urban building slowly jumps to two o'clock in the morning.

With fewer and fewer pedestrians and occasional vehicles, the bustling city during the day has begun to prepare for a light sleep with only a few.

Quiet streets, lightly swinging trees, not a single star that is usually sparse, and the already dim crescent moon also hides in the clouds. Tonight's night seems to be extraordinarily dark.

On a dark street corner, a man in black appeared quietly.

The blade he was playing with in his hand reflected the coldness in the darkness.

He seemed to be waiting for someone.

No anxiety, no tension, no anxiety, no impatience, he repeated a movement in the dark, he was very calm, and suddenly his hands stopped.

Prey appeared.

In the first second when the prey appeared, his eyes locked on that direction without blinking, and his brain was running fast without the slightest fluctuation of calm.

He was calculating, calculating the distance from the opponent walking to his shooting position.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters, three meters, one meter.

Swah——

It was cold.

A sharp scalpel came out suddenly, precisely right between the eyebrows of the middle-aged man who was holding his mistress and preparing to get into the car.

The mistress who hadn't recovered at all wiped the warmth that had suddenly splattered on her face, and her hands were dark red. In her unbelievable eyes, the middle-aged man opened his eyes wide in fright, and fell on his back with a loud bang. on the road.

"Ah!" The mistress's panicked and high-pitched scream pierced the silence of the night in Z City.

The street corner shrouded in darkness was empty.

……

The bright sunlight passes through the transparent glass of the airport and sprinkles on the clean floor of the exit. As the passengers leave the station with smiles and smiles, the slanted sunlight quickly passes over the body, and a piece of light dances on the bright marble floor. Mottled.

"The mayor of City Z was attacked and killed last night. The tool is still a scalpel..."

Frowning, Du Yunchen hung up the phone, his mind turned in the gap, but he still didn't relax and stared at the exit, for fear that he would miss someone if he didn't check.

The people at the exit had almost left, and the scattered passengers hugged and left with family and friends. Finally, when Du Yunchen looked at the watch again, the long-lost person finally appeared within his sight.

The young man's pale complexion was full of tiredness, his straight eyebrows were lightly furrowed, his slender white fingertips were pressing between his brows, the corners of his lips were slightly turned down, and his cheeks were puffed out, giving him a rare childlike appearance.

Youth airsick.

Suddenly, Du Yunchen felt a little distressed.

Gu Cheng pressed his twitching temples, raised his eyes and bumped into the depth of the man not far away, full of distress.

Looking at those familiar yet strange eyes, many buried memories jumped out of Gu Cheng's mind.

Gentle, pampering, indulgent, helpless...

Gu Cheng, who was dressed in British style, showed a small arc on the corner of his downturned lips on a sunny afternoon in spring.

"Yun Chen, long time no see."

At this moment, the world stands still.

The chaotic crowd at the airport, the reminder of the sweet broadcast, the pounding of the heartbeat, all the sound, all the light, everything in the whole world, all disappeared.

Forget about breathing, heartbeat, and all the hustle and bustle of the world, Du Yunchen's gaze was fixed on the slightly curved corner of his mouth.

For the first time, Du Yunchen understood what it means to melt ice and snow, and what it means to revive all things.

He felt that his heart, which had been cold for nearly seven years and was wrapped in solid ice, seemed to be immersed in hot magma, soaked in layers of scorching temperatures until it turned into a pool of spring water.

After a while, Du Yunchen opened his lips, and a deep and mellow voice slowly rolled out from his throat.

"Welcome home," my baby.

Hearing the reply, Gu Cheng's charming peach blossom eyes immediately bent into a beautiful crescent shape. Gu Cheng may never know how beautiful his slightly curved peach blossom eyes were at that time.

Fragments of starlight flickered in the black and white pupils, soaked in the perennial glint of water in the master's eyes, like a sky full of stars falling in a clear pool, so beautiful that it made one's heart skip a beat.

In the dark of the airport, one foot slowly retracted into the corner with reluctance.

During the driving break, Du Yunchen said with the same expression: "It's rare to go back to another country, Xiao Cheng should stay in the country for a while this time."

His attitude was very casual, and he could not see any anxiety or expectation in his heart.

Gu Cheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, half-closed his beautiful peach eyes and said, "Well, I'll go back after a few months."

Due to his health, Gu Cheng has been airsick since he was a child. Even the most comfortable first-class cabin can't change this situation. Mountains and rivers return home.

He didn't sleep all night because he was sorting out the memories and thoughts in his head, and then he sat on a plane for more than ten hours. At this moment, he was suffering from a splitting headache, and his tiredness immediately surged after being exposed to a comfortable environment.

Du Yunchen's fingers tightened unconsciously, and a look of sadness quickly flashed across his eyes, and it took him a long time to say with difficulty in his hoarse and dull voice: "Just stay in the country...can't you?"

"Well, I can't... I can't take care of the Gu family..." Gu Cheng replied vaguely.

"Now I have the ability to protect you from wind and rain, and it will not be the same as before, as long as..." As long as you are willing to stay by my side, I can do anything for you.

"Well...staying abroad...is pretty good."

Du Yunchen clenched his fingers tightly, and said in a low voice: "The accident that Gu's besieged by all sides will only happen once. You are abroad alone... I am very worried."

Worrying about you who loves to be forgetful since you were a child, worried about you who are picky eaters and have a bad stomach, worried about you who are sick and no one to take care of you, worried about...you who will belong to you someday.

"How about Xiao Cheng to go back to China?"

"..."

The car stopped slowly in front of the villa, Du Yunchen turned his head sideways, and found that Gu Cheng had fallen asleep leaning on the seat at some point.

He closed his eyes lightly, his curled eyelashes cast a small shadow on his fair skin, his nostrils fluttered with his steady breathing, just like when he was a child, his beautiful pink lips were slightly pouty, looking noble and cute.

Seven years passed by in a blink of an eye, and Gu Cheng was still the same as before. Except for his more refined and handsome eyebrows, everything seemed to remain the same as the young boy who walked away stubbornly with his back straight.

Du Yunchen originally thought that time would dilute that taboo, but he didn't know that with the passage of time, his appearance in memory became more and more profound, like an inscription embedded in the bone and melted into the soul.

Gently raising his hand, Du Yunchen caressed the fair face of the young man carefully, feeling the softness from his fingertips, and an extremely light sigh slowly floated out from his lips.

"Xiao Cheng stay with me, okay?"

In the corner that no one can see, the corner of the camera slowly disappears, and the shutter is pressed weakly, which is particularly inconspicuous amidst the chirping of birds and insects at noon in the bright sun.

In the dark, there is a pair of slightly curved and upturned eyes, and it smiles very happily.

While he was sleeping in a daze, Gu Cheng felt someone whispering in his ears to disturb his dream. He got up so angry that he hadn't realized that he had returned to the country at this time. He thought that Nuomi was rebelling again, so he raised his hand reflexively. The source of the sound was blocked, and he said vaguely: "Nuomi, don't make trouble..."

Du Yunchen was stunned by Du Yunchen who raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Du Yunchen knew from a young age that Gu Cheng had a pair of hands suitable for playing the piano, with well-defined joints, slender and graceful, and clear roots, as if carefully polished with good Wen Yu.

But since the two of them grew up and knew that they had unknown feelings for him, Du Yunchen became more and more afraid to get in touch with him too much.

He also had these perfect slender hands in his dreams, but he didn't know until today when he touched them that there was still a clear difference between these hands and what he had imagined.

Gu Cheng's hand was stained with his own lightness, and the small palm was like jelly, incredibly soft.

His gaze shifted to Gu Cheng who closed his eyes and frowned, and felt that the man's air bed was angry again. Du Yunchen's eyes were filled with doting tenderness, and he removed his palm from his mouth and wrapped it into his own. Du Yunchen said softly call out.

"Xiao Cheng has arrived home, sleeping in the car is uncomfortable, go back to the room and sleep again."

Under the car, from an angle that no one could see, Du Yunchen clasped Gu Cheng's white jade-like palm, and wrote two words on it stroke by stroke.

In his light sleep, Gu Cheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, his complexion remained the same, but the five fingers hanging down slowly closed together.

……

Sending the still somewhat confused person into the room, touching the softness under his body, Gu Cheng turned over and directly wrapped himself into a big cicada chrysalis.

In this way, I can't hear it, and no one will disturb me to sleep anymore.

While thinking this way, Gu Cheng, who closed his eyes, fell into dreamland again.

Du Yunchen, who had just helped him take out his pajamas from his luggage, just happened to see his childish movements, recalling the sleepy-eyed and dissatisfied pouting of the other party when he just woke him up, and thinking of the situation, Du Yunchen laughed dumbfounded .

His Xiao Cheng is still the same as before, like a proud Persian cat, cute and dignified when he doesn't show his paws.

Seeing him like this, Du Yunchen didn't force him to get up and change his clothes. He was about to put the clothes back in the suitcase when his cell phone rang.

Although Du Yunchen pressed the ringtone quickly, it still disturbed Gu Cheng who had just fallen asleep.

Seeing the sleepy-eyed Gu Cheng wrinkle his beautiful facial features, and let out two dissatisfied hums from his nose, he turned around annoyed, and pulled up the quilt again, leaving only a ventilation hole in the end.

Du Yunchen didn't care who was calling, so he walked quickly to the bed and pulled down the quilt for him, for fear that this awkward person would suffocate him.

While moving, he softly coaxed and apologized: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't have played the bell to disturb Xiaocheng's sleep, I will go out immediately, I will go out right away."

After pulling the person's little head out of the quilt again, Du Yunchen helped him adjust the temperature properly and closed the door.