atypical dependency

Wei Zhuoyan obviously didn't notice who was in the car here, so when he faced Jin Yang's teasing and smiling face, he just scolded him with his usual straightforwardness in front of the other party.

Xiao Yi, who was sitting in the back seat, never left his eyes since Wei Zhuoyan was trapped.Without saying a word, he followed the moving image of the other party on the window until he stopped beside Jin Yang.

Taking a stroll here every day after get off work is naturally not a nervous twitch.

The moment he saw Wei Zhuoyan, he would feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction, as if he had waited for a long time in the darkness and finally caught a ray of light, like a moth flocking to him, unable to break free from the temptation of clamoring all the time.Although Xiao Yi couldn't clearly identify what the flashing strong emotion was, he had to admit that he didn't reject it, and even quite enjoyed the feeling of indulging.

After teasing in a few words, Jin Yang finally pointed out the characters in the car to Wei Zhuoyan with a smile on his face.

Noticing Xiao Yi on the other side of the black film on the car window, Wei Zhuoyan's first reaction was surprise, and his second reaction was the inadvertent dry feeling after meeting the other's gaze.

Xiao Yi's eyes were deep and sharp, deep and sharp. That kind of frankness and frankness gave Wei Zhuoyan the illusion that he had entered the range of some kind of ferocious beast. It seemed that the area of ​​hundreds of meters was the opponent's territory. That kind of instinctive sense of unease made him Inexplicably want to escape by mistake.

However, often this kind of thought would be crushed mercilessly by him soon after it surfaced.

After all, maybe it's just that he and Xiao Yi are not familiar enough. Maybe he will be able to get used to this person's quiet but unusually full concentration after dealing with him more often in the future.

Bite the bullet and walked to Xiao Yi's car, Wei Zhuoyan bowed slightly, and called out in front of Jin Yang.

But that "Xiao Yi" shouted halfway, and in the middle of it abruptly turned into a serious "Mr. Xiao".

Sitting in the car, Xiao Yi's expression was obviously stagnant, but he habitually covered it up with an official and professional smile, and nodded to Wei Zhuoyan: "...Wei team."

The scene where the two exchanged names a few days ago seemed to have never happened at all. At this moment, they resumed the address they met by chance.

Hearing Xiao Yi's indifferent tone of response, Wei Zhuoyan felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

To be honest, apart from comrades-in-arms, any other type of interpersonal relationship cannot be easily handled by his single, machine-like rigid EQ.

Like him and his ex-wife.

After the two greeted each other, Wei Zhuoyan put on a face of being in a hurry, and explained to Xiao Yi that they were going back to the fire station, and within three sentences, he indicated that he wanted to leave.

Jin Yang, who was already holding the popcorn next to him and was about to start watching the show, was dragged away by Wei Zhuoyan expressionlessly without witnessing any flaws.

Wei Zhuoyan's words "Mr. Xiao" still linger in his ears, but Xiao Yi's entire face has completely sunk.

Such a simple or even insignificant detail, but he was frustrated and found that he felt an inexplicable sense of displeasure.

Like throwing a stone into stagnant water, the gloomy mood inadvertently pulled away the waves, letting the ripples flood away round and round.

Sitting stiffly in the back seat of the car for a while, he finally turned his head impatiently and looked at the backs of Wei Zhuoyan and Jin Yang on the rear glass of the car.

It wasn't until the two men completely disappeared around the corner that Xiao Yi turned back and put his hand on the center of his brow.

Suddenly feeling an unmatched sense of frustration, he pondered for a long time, and when he raised his head, he bumped into Yan Tian's questioning face in front of him.

This time, before the kid asked a question that he didn't know how to answer, he gave an order in advance: "Drive back."

Sure enough, Yan Tian opened his mouth comically, but was choked back by Xiao Yi's order.

It was almost evening when he got home, and when he returned to the empty villa, Xiao Yi felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness for the first time.

Yan Tian worriedly followed Xiao Yi to the door before being sent back calmly by the other party.

Taking a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet, Xiao Yi poured a small glass, threw a few ice cubes into it, and leaned against the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window, letting his eyes lightly outline the outline of the scenery outside shrouded in the night.

The room is well heated, but with the window sills wide open, a lot of cold air can't help slipping in, but Xiao Yi just put on a thin white shirt and black pajama pants with the mouth open, and let the night breeze move it vaguely. his neckline.

With the contrast of the cold attack, he couldn't restrain the hot scene after scene in his mind - amidst the flames and black smoke, a blurry figure leaned out swiftly, lifted him up with one hand without hesitation, and then turned his back on his back. to the back.

After drinking the icy whiskey and the coldness pouring in from the window, Xiao Yi felt as if his whole chest was immersed in icy water. It melted the sense of dread that was condensed in the limbs at the moment.

Hitting the empty cup on the table, Xiao Yi lowered his eyes, looking at the crystal ice in the cup stained with sporadic light spots, inexplicably feeling more and more upset.

The man's carefree and unrestrained smile seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind by the warm sun that was incompatible with the icy world. He could even recall the handsome silhouette of the other side's profile outlined by the light when the two of them had dinner together some time ago. .

— want to know him.

Xiao Yi poured another glass of wine, and drank it down in one gulp.

——wanted to... get to know him better.

He leaned against the table with his drooping eyes, and he closed his eyes lightly, letting his thoughts begin to rush uncontrollably.

The curiosity about that man had been deeply rooted five years ago, and the almost rotten obsession had penetrated deep into his bones, stabbing his nerves like a poisonous gu attack all the time.

It's not enough just to find that person and meet that person.

Far from enough.

His heart seemed to have been smashed into a hole by something, and it seemed like a drop in the bucket to control it with what he thought was a smart control method.

No logic, no starting point—

It's just that the continuous determination and longing for the past five years have kept him doing things that he can't understand logically.

Almost perverted love.

He thought that finding the right person would fill the deep valley in his heart at once, but obviously, after a short period of contact, he couldn't convince himself to complete the task.

It's not that he didn't think about his emotions towards that man.

gratitude?curious? ——

No, it's not just that.

—Hold on, lad. ——

——Mr. Xiao. ——

—… Xiao Yi. ——

In the gap of 5 years, the other party's voice that hasn't changed much can still hit his chest easily.

He held the wine glass again, shook the ice cubes and let them hit the glass surface to make a crisp jingle, he closed his eyes again, and took a deep breath——

"Wei team."

In my memory, I was unconscious and uncontrollably clung to the other person's back with a sense of security.

"Captain Wei..."

...the cheek once rubbed against the rough nape of the opponent's scarred neck.

He carefully sat on the sofa, leaned his head back, looked at the light on the zenith, and closed his eyes again.

"Zhuo—"

After yelling, she kept silent again, Xiao Yi moistened her lower lip.

— Just call me Zhuo Yan, that's what my colleagues call me. ——

——Is that what colleagues call it?

They all call it that.

Xiao Yi smiled wryly.

Standing lazily from the sofa, he walked to the side of the hall and turned off all the lights.

In the pitch darkness, he stood there dazed, silent for a long time before he opened his mouth to call out.

"……inflammation."