[Sword Three] The tenant is a wolf

"We detected a weak reaction ahead, basically determined the location of the explosives, and are gradually reducing the scope of inspection."

"Please evacuate irrelevant personnel first, and the logistics will evacuate in an orderly manner."

"How's the situation now?" After collecting useful information, the young subordinate immediately ran back to report the situation to his boss, but the atmosphere at the console was terribly serious, and he almost stood aside, waiting for his superior to come He dared to ask this question only after he had finished asking if there was any important news.

"The situation is very bad. The content of the broadcast is one step behind the news just reported to me." The boss had no time to explain too much, "After those students and doctors leave, you also leave here immediately and retreat as a member of the logistics."

"My establishment is in your office, the director. So I can't leave." The subordinate who just started work this year stuttered, a little nervous. It seemed that the matter was much more serious than expected, and they were asked to evacuate for their safety. But I can't go by myself.

"Sir, please take a look at this reaction."

"Well, that's right, we have detected the specific location, blasted the first group and the second group and sneaked into the ground to search..."

"Groups Three and Four are cracking the code, but..."

"Speak clearly." The young subordinate watched his boss stand back in front of the control console, seriously discussing information with the officers around him. He felt a little anxious in his heart. It would be great if he could help at this time. Oh yes, there is indeed someone who can help!

"Now we have found the specific location of the explosives, but we are facing a huge problem. As I said before, there is still no way to decipher the Russian code on top of it." The interns who were dispatched had no experience. A sentence repeats the words in the headset, "Mr. Li is the only one who can crack the Russian code, so we hope you will try your best to crack it, and our time is running out. 10 minutes?! Oh no, just 10 minutes... Uh , after which the whole complex will explode."

The black-haired young man in front of him did not look up. He has been quickly calculating the Russian coding formula engraved on the pillar leading to the basement and written with a highlighter. Other people who seem to be related to him are standing beside him with surprisingly calm faces. .

"Xiao Yu, it's time, you come with me." Ye Jingyu stared at the factory building shrouded in shadow, and looked back at her younger brother whose face was seven or eight times similar to her own.

Ye Haoyu, who was standing closest, shook her head: "I won't go, I'll wait for Li Yunzhuo."

"Xiao Yu, you don't have the right to be willful now, come with us." Li Jingting took off the gloves on her hands, straightened the diamond ring on her ring finger, and shone brightly in the white dust fog that was gradually making noise.

The brown-haired boy looked at the young man who was concentrating on calculating the data, and continued to refuse stubbornly: "I can't do it now, I can't say anything. I have to wait for him, I'm worried..." There are too many things to worry about.

"Young master, leave with them." Li Yunzhuo, who was immersed in calculating complicated formulas, suddenly said.

Ye Haoyu was furious on the spot, her expression was obviously not right.His light brown pupils shrank for a while, and the weird golden color flooded in the vortex of low pressure, shattering the boundless tranquility with violent waves: "You want me to go, but you want to push me away again?"

"No." Li Yunzhuo shook his head lightly, with a consistent smile on his lips.

Not convincing at all.

Not at all.

"Nonsense, I know what you are going to do...so I must not leave! I will wait for you here." The boy's light golden eyes clearly reflected that person's familiar and gentle smile.The stars in the waves were crushed, and the soft willow buds on the river bank were dipped in water, and the palms were full of water lilies, fragile and flexible, "I will talk about it after you finish the calculation and hand over the things to them."

"It's almost finished. The young master will probably be distracted for a long time here." The young man caressed the black pen holder with his fingers, and looked at his boy with a crooked face and a smile.

"There are still 8 minutes, Mr. Li, please." The super invincible light bulb staring at the time anxiously urged Li Yunzhuo who was still talking, "Time is running out..."

It seems that it is not the same thing to stay here all the time, his anger will be easily resolved, and his complaints will have a reason to respond, and now that the situation is so urgent, if he makes a mistake, he will be wiped out... Ye Haoyu, whose mind is in a mess I had to ask this way: "Then will you follow me after you finish?"

Li Yunzhuo's dark eyes quietly stared at the young man who was an elbow away from him, just a little distance away, he could hold his hand, feel the heat of his palm, and the uneasy beating.He swallowed the words that could not be forgiven, spurned another century of lies that was born, smiled and deceived himself: "I will walk with you. My dear young master."

The nib trembled slightly.

Ye Haoyu's heart is a butterfly in the dark forest. The moment the butterfly wings stretch out and whistling against the wind, the dew dripping from the air magnifies the tiniest hair scales on the wings, covering every inch of the veins, and then pulls away indifferently, the impermeable The texture and the tiny water droplets are beating with the frequency of the fan, beating, beating like a heart, a thin body like a piece of paper, embracing and dancing with the wind like a blade, stepping on the drums on the cliff, rubbing out burning The heat of life.

And at the moment when the tip of the pen trembled, the wind blade penetrated the body of the little butterfly, and fell in the early morning with the dance of death.

"You are still lying to me, how many times do you want to lie to me? ... There is no next time Li Yunzhuo, this is the last time, I will not see you in the future, I will never see you again, you want me How long to wait, one year, two years, ten years, 20 years, or... 1000 years?"

Ye Haoyu blinked lightly, and slowly told the truth, he couldn't make any expression, and didn't know the meaning of tears at all.

"You know all about Young Master."

Li Yunzhuo paused at the tip of his pen. This black-haired and gentle young man, a man who can't find out his background like a mystery, is called a perfect work of monsters without defects. For the first time, he didn't show his usual smile. He felt that he was holding the pen tightly, and his eyes, which were brighter than obsidian, stared straight at Ye Haoyu's face. He had to see every subtle change in every expression clearly.

"I remembered it a long time ago, because after I met you, I dreamed of a lot of grotesque images, many of you with different identities and different personalities, and many scenes that I have never been to but can be described clearly," The young man paused, ignoring the expressions on the faces of his elder brother and others and continued, "I used to think that those were just the result of random thoughts, but now I know that it was not a dream, it happened before, and it was lost in memory. True, fact."

After Ye Haoyu finished speaking, she showed a bitter smile: "Otherwise, why would I feel happy, sad, painful, and even worried that life would be better than death..."

"So you, when you said this sentence to me, overlapped with many, many histories. Every past that passed away has many similar results. Usually, you will not come back after saying this sentence. ...This is a flag, it's played in TV dramas and movies!" He emphasized excitedly, and sighed a little, "So is reality."

"It would be great if the young master wasn't so smart."

A sigh.

The jet-black pen fell down crisply, and the black-haired young man hugged the young man in his arms in front of everyone's eyes, gently comforting him.The elder brother Ye Jingyu who was standing on the side glanced at him and turned around to leave. His lover stepped forward and put his arms around his shoulders and walked out together. The pale-skinned young man who was guarding the side stayed for a second and followed and left.The light bulb, which was left stunned in place, obviously hadn't digested so much nuclear energy information, hesitated for three seconds, and ran after them when they saw that all the people around them had withdrawn.

"Then... that's your brother? You, don't you care about him, sir?" the intern shouted while chasing him.

The young man stood still: "Don't worry about it."

The intern pinched his watch and said anxiously: "But time is running out, we can't let irrelevant personnel stay here! And, and, sir, don't you think they are strange?"

Ye Jingyu looked back, and looked at the panting boy indifferently with eyes covered with a layer of light gold, and said, "What do you want to say."

"Those things they just said..." The intern didn't know how to speak.

"There are many unknown things in this world. I don't know what happened to Xiao Yu, but I won't deny it easily." The cold and elegant man responded, "Or—"

There really is a cycle of cause and effect.

Uncle is never wrong.

"Young Master." Li Yunzhuo ran his fingers through the boy's soft hair, lifted his chin, and kissed his forehead lightly, his eyes full of pity.

They lived warmly in a world where there were only two people left, and they met for a short time.

"Well, Li Yunzhuo... um, is it still called Yin Zishu? Forget it, let's call it Chef Li. This is the most fluent name in this life." The young man nestled in the man's arms pressed his hands on his chest, feeling the temperature through his coat. , still as warm as ever.

"Well, everything is fine." Li Yunzhuo lightly pecked at the ends of the young man's hair, with a sweet smell lingering at the tip of his nose.

Ye Haoyu put her head on the opponent's neck, and looked at the watch reluctantly: "How long is it?"

"Six minutes and fifty seconds."

"It's been a short time, and it's not mine." The young man smiled lightly, "But it's pointless to pursue it now."

Feeling a pair of hands gently rubbing her hair, yearning for the warmth of those big hands, even the thin calluses: "We will see you again, young master."