atypical dependency

Jin Yang's complexion was as grave as lime, and Wei Zhuoyan knew that it was probably impossible for him to explain clearly in a few words.

He simply poured two cups of hot water, and he let the disheveled man sit on the edge of the bed, and he briefly explained the matter with Xiao Yi to him.

Jin Yang's expressions and reactions were quite rich, and Wei Zhuoyan could even see the effect of neon lights. At first, it was mixed red and white, but it turned black at the end.

Stuttering as if returning his speaking ability to his own mother, Jin Yang stumbled for a long time before he could find a clear thought: "You, you mean... between you and Mr. Xiao—"

Wei Zhuoyan pinched the center of his brows with his fingertips in varying degrees of intensity, half of his palm covering his face as if there was nothing there, and his tone was quite gloomy: "It's not what you think."

"So the current situation is that Mr. Xiao confessed to you, but you didn't agree?" Jin Yang rubbed his chin with his fingertips, his expression focused on the analysis of the crime scene by a senior detective.

Wei Zhuoyan glanced at Jin Yang, but didn't respond, but got up and walked to the window again.

"Old Wei?" Looking at the silent back of the other party, Jin Yang was wondering for a while while holding the hot water, "What's the matter?"

"..."

"He confessed to you and then went abroad?"

"..."

"What kind of brain circuit is this kid?"

"..."

"The key is whether you agree or not?"

"Can I promise?"

After Jin Yang said a word, he wanted to drink saliva, but Wei Zhuoyan by the window suddenly turned his head quite seriously and sternly uttered a sentence, which made the guy's wrist tremble and he almost gulped water directly to the floor.

The cold moonlight infiltrated from the window edge like running water, hitting Wei Zhuoyan's side face even more lonely and unbearable, the snow-colored light cast a misty halo on Wei Zhuoyan's shoulders, like a winter sunset full of remnant petals of a winter plum.

"——how can I promise him?" Wei Zhuoyan's eyes were burning like the sun, and his voice was troubled, "We are both fucking men, how do you want me to promise him?"

"Since you have figured it out, why are you still so entangled?" Jin Yang stabilized the water, wondering if he was disturbed by Wei Zhuoyan's earnestness, and his tone became serious unconsciously, "He has gone abroad, everyone is happy, I can't be bothered You are gone, aren't you?"

"I didn't mean that—"

"Then what do you mean?" Jin Yang stood up from the bed and walked to Wei Zhuoyan's side, "I like him, but can't tell him?"

"I've said it before, I'm not to him—" Wei Zhuoyan said halfway, then stopped himself, turned around and paced back and forth in the room as if suddenly lost his way.

Jin Yang seldom saw his captain look so hesitant and troubled, and he felt anxious looking at him from the side: "So what are you thinking? You—"

"What do I think?" Wei Zhuoyan suddenly stopped without any warning, rubbed the ends of his hair into a mess with his big hands, and swept his eyes coldly towards Jin Yang, and said directly, "I want to see him, that's what I want!"

"..."

"Only when I see him can I be sure..." Wei Zhuoyan's tone gradually dimmed, his joints seemed to be rusted suddenly, and he paused for a long time before falling to the side of the bed, bowing his head and staring at the ground, "I just want to see him."

Jin Yang silently looked at Wei Zhuoyan's decadent appearance, and suddenly recalled Wei Zhuoyan's state after the quarrel between the other party and Bian Yue before they divorced.

To be honest, it is no different from now.

Father, like son.

Jin Yang has more or less analyzed the minutiae, but he knows that if the person involved doesn't understand things like feelings that are constantly cut and messed up, it will be useless for him to say more.

Accompanied by Wei Zhuoyan's side, he restrained his usual teasing, but said sincerely: "If you want to see him, no problem, then let's go to him. As long as you decide, I will support you."

This night, Jin Yang accompanied Wei Zhuoyan to analyze various situations.

Although he didn't pry out the other party's feelings towards Xiao Yi, Jin Yang understood that, being as smart as his captain, the other party must have already made up his mind, but he just couldn't accept it rationally.

From the next day onwards, the two of them began to frequently collect news from Xiao Yi's side while they were changing shifts.

After all, with the rapid development of the information age, it is not difficult to find someone.

Jin Yang and Wei Zhuoyan first investigated through their own channels, but after several weeks of fruitlessness, the two finally decided to touch the legendary hard nail, Xiao Yi's younger brother——Xiao Heng.

When he first found the other party, the bastard really looked like he didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and made things difficult for Wei Zhuoyan everywhere. Even Jin Yang, a guy who hadn't had much contact with the other party, successfully joined the condemnation army of "this kid is such a fucking bastard".

However, in a confrontation at last, Wei Zhuoyan couldn't bear it anymore and rewarded the boy with a suffocating blow with his fist.

Jin Yang didn't hold back, he could only look at the red-faced Wei Zhuoyan in amazement, feeling helpless for a moment.

Turning over on the ground, Xiao Heng smiled sarcastically while wiping the blood spurting from the corner of his lips.

I thought I was going to hear another insult from that kid, but the next sentence that the other party blurted out gave Wei Zhuoyan the illusion that the sun was rising in the west.

"You want to know what his contact information is?"

Wei Zhuoyan had never heard such a serious and calm voice from Xiao Heng, and Wei Zhuoyan loosened his clenched hands unexpectedly.

Tilting his head and staring at Wei Zhuoyan with an angry face, Xiao Heng half-sat on the ground and sneered while propping himself up with one hand: "So you can hurt him again?"

"..."

Looking back and forth on Wei Zhuoyan's face, Xiao Heng slowly stood up from the ground, stared at Wei Zhuoyan with a cold face, and said in a cold voice, "No one can hurt him casually except me, understand."

"..." Wei Zhuoyan squinted at Xiao Heng with a serious expression, and his eyes were as quiet as a deep valley.

The two sides fell silent, and the situation resumed a stalemate.

However, Xiao Heng finally turned around and left without hesitation, and dropped the cheap threats that he had warned Wei Zhuoyan in the past.

Standing beside Wei Zhuoyan, he didn't know how to interrupt, Jin Yang stared at the other party's complicated face, feeling at a loss for a moment.

They have one thing in common with Xiao Yi, their captain is notoriously persistent in dealing with things, basically holding the attitude of never giving up until the goal is achieved, just like when the other party saves lives, as long as the trapped person is not 100% sure to die, There is also that one-ten-thousandth hope that the other party will rush to the rescue at the expense of their lives.

For the next few days, Jin Yang didn't see Wei Zhuoyan's usual relaxed and carefree smile, and the cloudy gloom almost buried the whole situation.

The rest of the unidentified soldiers were bathed in the cloud of mushrooms, and they also speculated about what happened to Team Wei.

There are different opinions and different news. Within a few months, several versions of the cause have been circulated in the Bureau.

However, Wei Zhuoyan had no intention of pursuing it.

He always holds the attitude that with such a big earth, it should not be so difficult to find someone, but he forgets that with such a big earth, it is actually easy to hide from someone.

Lost identity, mixed into the vast crowd——

Old and dead do not communicate with each other.

There are too many people who have been through it, and have done it the same way.

Cutting off all the network and electronic contacts with the other party, and taking away a few close-knit personnel who knew the most, leaving a big fog is enough to make Wei Zhuoyan dizzy and difficult everywhere.

In addition, Wei Zhuoyan is not a person with long sleeves and good at dancing at all, and his connections are far from Xiao Yiguang. It is really difficult for him to put on a slick and flattering face to ask some prominent people for help—even for Xiao Yi, he really tried. So many times.

This persevering pursuit lasted for a year and a half, and Wei Zhuoyan finally gradually realized——

The thought of "Maybe I will never see Xiao Yi again in this life" is no longer a hypothesis.

It was probably the spring of Xiao Yi's fourth year after he went abroad when he soberly understood.

That day, after Wei Zhuoyan and Jin Yang's team received the notice of being transferred to the City A branch, a group of comrades held a farewell party for them.

In the feasting, singing, dancing and peace, Wei Zhuoyan opened his heart for the first time, and got drunk without any scruples.

Jin Yang had to drive at night, so he didn't dare to drink all the time.

As if he understood that he would leave the V city where Xiao Yi became attached to for a long time, Wei Zhuoyan drank a cup of strong wine, and finally swayed and hooked Jin Yang's shoulder without any image, and murmured drunkenly, "Tomorrow I will go to A city, I'll be leaving tomorrow..."

With a helpless face, Jin Yang supported the man who was humming like a baby, stuffed him into his private car and drove back to his apartment.

Like dragging a big coffin, Wei Zhuoyan was put on the corridor of the door of his house. Jin Yang hummed and almost half-carried him to the door. Why drink so much I will definitely not accompany you."

However, just as he was supporting Wei Zhuoyan with all his strength, and was ferociously taking out the door key from the other's pocket, he suddenly heard a rather suppressed painful choking sound coming from his ear.

Suddenly feeling a chicken skin all over the back of his neck, Jin Yang stared sideways at Wei Zhuoyan, and slowly raised his eyebrows.

He had never seen such a teary face on the other side, Jin Yang was still a little stupid, so he could only watch in a daze.

"...can't find..."

The other party's lips and teeth were blurred, and he hummed with a big tongue, which Jin Yang could barely recognize.

"...can't find..."

"..."

"Can't find him..."

Jin Yang heard the other party's words clearly, and couldn't help showing a bit of bitterness of worry on his face.

Tears streamed down Wei Zhuoyan's side face, he leaned half on Jin Yang's body, and said in a daze, "Boy... you hid... where did you go..."

"..."

"I want to see you……"

"..."

"Xiao Yi..."

His knees softened a little, and Wei Zhuoyan was about to slide to the ground.

Jin Yang hurriedly supported him, and hurriedly said: "Old Wei——you wake up—"

His shoulders were trembling, Wei Zhuoyan's whole face looked quite painful, he was sobbing, his voice was hoarse and rough, which made people unbearable to look sideways.

"...Xiao Yi..."

Tears almost covered Wei Zhuoyan's entire face, he hung his head and called the other person's name over and over again, his fists clenched until his joints turned white.

Jin Yang could only listen quietly at the side, the sour feeling of sympathy made him feel a little bit depressed.

He knew Wei Zhuoyan's hard work these years, and he wished to find all his classmates from elementary school to university to help find someone.

That sense of frustration is probably not weaker than when Xiao Yi searched for Wei Zhuoyan back then.

What's more, they met by chance at that time, and they haven't established a bond yet, so there is no need to worry about it.

However, at this moment, Wei Zhuoyan was suffering with memories of Xiao Yi and full of energy.

Those who give up may have suffered in the past.

But those who were abandoned were not at all relaxed.

Hearing the other party's heart-wrenching whispers, Jin Yang gritted his teeth and carried the other party into the room, letting Wei Zhuoyan's drunken body lean back on the sofa.

Sitting on the single sofa opposite the other party, he sighed a long time, glanced at the half-closed man talking nonsense, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Old Wei, you still want to say that you don't have feelings for that kid. Is it?"

Wei Zhuoyan seemed to have heard his words, and turned his head slowly.

"Let me ask you." Knowing that this guy probably won't remember anything the next day, Jin Yang stroked his face with his hands, and nodded towards him, "Do you like Xiao Yi?"

"..."

"Wei Zhuoyan." I don't know if the drunk mantra is suitable for Wei Zhuoyan, Jin Yang also said with the attitude of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, "I'll think about it."

"I want...to see him..." Wei Zhuoyan kept hitting the sofa with one fist, viciously as if venting his anger, "I want...to see him..."

"Yes, you want to see him." Jin Yang chirped, "Why do you want to see him? Hmm?"

Tears welled up from the corners of Wei Zhuoyan's eyes.

"because……"

Jin Yang sat on the sofa and waited with squinted eyes.

Opening his eyes sideways, Wei Zhuoyan showed a bitter and unusual expression, and said lightly: "Because, I treat him..."

"..."

"I want... let him... come back..."

"..."

"I want to tell him..." Wei Zhuoyan closed his eyes, "He's gay...he's a man...a woman...an alien..."

"..."

"...it doesn't matter..."

"..."

"...It doesn't matter..."

"..."

"I want to...be with him..."

"..."

With a sneer, Wei Zhuoyan covered his cheek with one hand, but more tears flowed down his fingers: "I don't want to give up on him..."

"..."

"I like him……"