man in suit

"How did you solve it yesterday?"

Sitting on the hospital bed, the man with the injured leg held a copy of the latest newspaper in his hand and looked down. Arthur died, Eric died, and the whole three districts were in chaos. Mingchen was in a very good mood. He The goal has been achieved, even if one of He Hongxue's bullets hurts his leg and temporarily prevents him from going to the ground, there is no need to worry.

He Hongxue, who was standing at the door, slowly closed the door, and walked in with a bouquet of fresh white roses still stained with dew. While putting the flowers into a vase, he said, "I will come back twice as many in the future."

"Really? It's a pity that I didn't see the wonderful picture of you doing it yourself."

Ming Chen turned a page of the book, and there was a noise coming from downstairs outside the window, he raised his head and glanced out of the window, He Hongxue also raised his head, his eyes rested on Ming Chen.

The pale cold sunlight hit Ming Chen's side face through the glass window, and the clean facial features were covered in a thin halo, like a piece of whitening sketch paper, understated and outlined Soft yet sharp lines.

The bangs soaked in thick ink lay softly on the smooth forehead, the lips are light pink, and the narrow and long eye ends are slightly drooping because of sleepiness, looking weak and powerless.

I want to kiss his forehead, his slightly raised nose, those full and soft lips.

"Does the leg still hurt?" He Hongxue forcibly shifted his gaze to Ming Chen's wounded leg. Half of Ming Chen's excellent acting skills are due to Ming Chen's too harmless appearance, especially when that man When looking at you blankly with a straight face, it is warm and harmless, like the warm wind with fruity fragrance in golden autumn and September.

Subconsciously want to get close, want to chat with him, want to get close to him.

You won't find out until you trust him completely that there are cold and sharp knives behind these illusions.

"Have you smelled it?" Ming Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, with a satisfied and satisfied smile on his face, his soft voice was the wind blowing through the little daisy, "It's the breath of the new world."

Pulling up a chair and sitting not very close or far from the hospital bed, He Hongxue raised his head and glanced at the camera placed in the corner. It was not so much surveillance as He Wenxuan's protection for Mingchen's sudden disappearance. Measures, of course, it was precisely because of the existence of this camera that He Hongxue was allowed to meet Mingchen alone.

He Wenxuan always cared about Mingchen and trusted this man.

"How did you explain to He Wenxuan your inexplicable disappearance last night?" He Hongxue asked, "If I hadn't arrived yesterday morning, would you have left the third district after Eric's death?"

Leave He Wenxuan, leave all of them.

"Suddenly I'm a little hungry..."

"Mingchen, or should I call you Tyrell?" The man in front of him seemed to be talking to himself without listening to him at all. He Hongxue looked at Mingchen with an innocent smile on his face, and he could almost imagine He Wenxuan behind the monitor. Mood.

The smile on the corner of He Hongxue's mouth was a little stiff: "You are really a cruel man. I grew up with He Wenxuan, and I know my brother better than anyone else. He is not a person who is easily emotional. You are very powerful , you are really amazing, you easily captured his heart in just a few months."

"You are so smart that you should know how hurt and painful He Wenxuan will be once he finds out your true face. You are such a cruel man."

"Haven't you told him yet?" Ming Chen smiled slightly, put the book aside, and finally spoke seriously to He Hongxue, "You still know yourself, Wen Xuan won't trust you now."

The death of Eric and Arthur brought great changes in the three districts. Now not only the airport and trains are blocked, but even the roads leading to other places are also blocked.

It looks like a war is going to happen here, and there is a tense atmosphere everywhere.

Everyone from the first district is regarded as a spy and an enemy. Even He Hongxue and the others are not in a good situation in the third district. Fortunately, they still have their own forces in the third district and can temporarily hide in a safe area be free from interruptions.

But the current situation is like this, they can't return to the first area immediately, and Ming Chen may escape at any time.

He Hongxue was caught in a dilemma, whether to temporarily hide He Wenxuan until he brought Mingchen back to District [-], or risk not being trusted by He Wenxuan to tell his brother the cruel truth.

"This is the second time I'm asking you the same question, why don't you plan to join forces with us?" He Hongxue had already asked Ming Chen this question once on the small island where Magaret got engaged.

Tilting his head slightly, Mingchen asked back as if he had heard a joke: "Why should I cooperate with you? Everyone in your He family is a complete jerk. If you know Tyrell, you won't know Tyrael was a...very vengeful man."

"You admit that you are Tyrell?" He Hongxue grasped a key point.

In his heart, He Hongxue had already determined that Ming Chen was Tyrell, but all of this could not be explained by science.

"Tyrell has died of terminal illness."

"then who are you?"

"I'm Mingchen, He Hongxue." Mingchen looked at the man with a smile, his clean and clear eyes gave He Hongxue a creepy feeling for a moment, he saw Tyrell's shadow in these eyes and vaguely saw the past Ming Chen.

It's like, two people blended into one person.

come back to life?

What a bold idea.

It seems impossible to expect Mingchen to tell him the answer at present. This cunning and scheming man may be planning something in his heart. There is no doubt that Mingchen has other accomplices. He Hongxue did not rely on He Hongxue alone. 100% sure to trap this dangerous man.

"Recover well, we will go home together."

Deliberately emphasizing the tone of the words "go home together", He Hongxue got up and planned to leave Ming Chen's ward, but from the beginning to the end, he didn't find any flaws in Ming Chen.

This feeling of uneasiness intensified when he left the ward and saw He Wenxuan who had been guarding outside. He Wenxuan was wearing a headset, and the people in the monitoring room would report to him at any time what happened in the ward just now, except for the conversation. .

There is only video surveillance and no audio surveillance.

Taking a deep breath, He Hongxue strode towards He Wenxuan and said in a deep voice, "Let people look after Mingchen, I have something to tell you."

"He Hongxue, what are you talking about?"

He Wenxuan simply suspected that he had heard it wrong. Ming Chen was the mastermind behind the transformation of the third district. What He Hongxue meant was that Mingchen killed Arthur and then Eric, which led to the relationship between the third district and the first district. deterioration.

That's Mingchen.

"I know you won't believe me easily, and I don't expect you to believe me. I just say what I want to say. It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

He Hongxue reiterated: "I'll say it again, Mingchen has changed. Although I don't know why he became what he is now, he is no longer the attackless Mingchen he used to be."

"Wenxuan, you are a smart person. I don't believe that you didn't notice anything during the time you were with Mingchen. He is indeed different from before."

Walking in front of the brothers with furrowed brows, He Hongxue raised his hand and patted He Wenxuan's shoulder lightly: "No matter what misunderstandings and conflicts there are between us brothers, we will resolve them slowly after we return to District [-]. Mingchen is up to you." Let me remind you, keep an eye on him, I don’t think Mingchen wants to go back to the first district with us.”

Those small details, those places that once made people wonder.

Not without it, and not unaware of it.

It's just that for any person, they are always more willing to believe the person they want to believe, and instinctively avoid those frightening facts.

"If you don't want to go to the restaurant to eat, I'll accompany you here."

He Wenxuan carried Mingchen off the hospital bed and sat by the window. There was dinner for two on the dining table. While laying out the dinner plate, he said, "We may have to stay in the third district For a few days, I will leave here at night to go to a place suitable for your recovery, and we will go home when your leg injury is almost stable."

"Don't you ask me why I left last night?"

"I'll tell me when you're willing to tell me." He Wenxuan placed a pair of chopsticks neatly on Mingchen's bowl.

Ming Chen said calmly, "I left by myself."

"Someone threatened you?"

"No, I'm leaving by myself."

"……Where are you going?"

"I want to have my own life."

This answer was unexpected, He Wenxuan was silent for a moment, and asked softly: "Don't you want to live with me?"

"No, I like being with you very much, it's just... I still feel like I'm living attached to you a lot of the time, I want to go out for a walk by myself and have a look." Ming Chen looked at He Wenxuan, then The eyes are still clear and moving, accompanied by a charming voice, bewitching people's hearts, "Wen Xuan, are you willing to let me go?"

"……I can be with you……"

Ming Chen interrupted He Wenxuan: "I just want to be alone, in my own space, in my own world."

"Can we talk after you recover from your injury? You can also see that it's so chaotic outside now, I don't feel at ease if you're alone." While compromising, try to keep your own opinions.

Mingchen didn't intend to let He Wenxuan go, he lowered his head, his voice was as soft as a pure white goose feather: "I want to be alone for a while."

He Wenxuan looked down at the dinner of the two of them, and stood up after a while: "Then...call me again if you need anything." He picked up his own plate and left Mingchen's room.

It wasn't until He Wenxuan left the room that Ming Chen raised his head and glanced in the direction of the door.

He took a mouthful of rice with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. A small note was hidden in the rice bowl.