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"Sir?" Seeing that Mingchen bent down and did not move, Yiyun tentatively asked softly.

"...You go out first." Ming Chen said calmly, sounding the same as usual.

"Yes."

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Ming Chen picked up the photo and held it in his hand, frowning, staring at the Polaroid photo in his hand for a long time without any response, as if he was frozen.

This is impossible.

Mingchen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and slowly put the photos on the desk. A simple Polaroid photo showed a man, the other with a smile on his face, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. A man with a cup smiling at the camera, a man... exactly like Altaïr.

Or, is it Altaïr?

Ming Chen quickly sorted out his thoughts, turned out the letter paper from Zhang Na and read it quickly, and quickly sorted out a few key words: the seventh district, O'Sullivan, Altaïr's body, what Ming Chen gave Holy stone, the successful operation of the experiment.

"This is impossible."

Exclaiming in a low voice, Mingchen covered his mouth, and the surrounding became extremely quiet, only the sound of his own heartbeat echoed in his ears like a drum, rumbling like thunder roaring in the dark night, almost hitting Pierce his eardrums and get into his brain.

Looking at the letter paper again, Ming Chen took out a lighter and lit the letter paper red, the red flame engulfed the white letter paper little by little until only a pile of ashes remained.

According to the principle Zhang Na told him before, Altaïr can only borrow another person's body if he wants to be resurrected. If Zhang Na's operation is really successful, why... Altaïr will wake up by himself?

Did Zhang Na make a misjudgment at the beginning or did something go wrong?

Picking up the photo again, Ming Chen stared at the photo for a while, then put the photo in his bathrobe pocket, then got up and left the study.

"Please pay attention to me first, and then act after the injury is almost healed." He Wenxuan said while holding the phone and re-bandaging the wound while sitting beside the bed in the bedroom.

【You still plan to help Ming Chen retrieve Altaïr's body?It's not enough to eat two bullets, are you planning to give your life away? 】He Wenhan's angry tone could not conceal his concern, He Wenxuan suddenly smiled, they are twin brothers after all, no matter how far apart they are, they are still connected by blood, and they are still brothers after the quarrel.

"Last time I was too confident and the result was careless. I won't make the same mistake again."

He Wenxuan had to do something for Ming Chen, although that man finally chose him, but with Ming Chen's character, it was impossible to let Altaïr's body be controlled by He Hongxue.

Find Altaïr's body and bury it. Only in this way can Mingchen let go of the past completely, otherwise this will be their lifelong knot, and this is what he should do for Mingchen.

For the past few months, Mingchen has been by his side to take care of him, and He Wenxuan is already very satisfied, after all, he is Mingchen who is used to being alone.

[He Hongxue is simply a bastard, that guy actually shot you, do you think he still cares about the so-called brotherhood?If he cared, he wouldn't hurt you after lying to me. He Hongxue is a conceited and selfish bastard. Ming Chen chose him to hurt his poor self-esteem. He won't let you go. Don't be soft-hearted. understand? 】"Good guy, now it's your turn to teach me a lesson," He Wenxuan chuckled and glanced outside when he heard the sound coming from the door, and whispered into the phone, "I'll contact you some other day. Remember to tell me the news."

After hanging up the phone, just as He Wenxuan put his phone on the bedside table, a man in a bathrobe walked in. He got up and greeted Mingchen, and opened his hands as usual to give him a loving smile. hug.

"What's the matter, are you worried?"

For those who care about, they will always subconsciously observe each other's every move. After a long time, they can always distinguish some differences. He Wenxuan feels that Ming Chen is a little different tonight. He was fine when he came back, but now he is from Ming Chen A bit of solemnity and contradiction that he hesitated to speak were glimpsed in his eyes.

"How is the injury?" Ming Chen pulled away He Wenxuan's clothes and glanced at the white bandages on the young man's shoulders.

"No big problem." He Wenxuan replied.

Did Ming Chen just ignore his question and change the subject?This man is not usually like this.

"I'm worthy of your trust, right?" He Wenxuan stroked Mingchen's arm with both hands. If this man had something on his mind, he hoped that the other party could tell him and let him share it.

Mingchen has the habit of going to the study alone every night, but in the past few months, every day was normal, and occasionally he would discuss with him about some things that happened outside. The two of them would sit together and drink a little wine. Chatting and exchanging opinions, they all like this kind of frank and sincere way of chatting.

But today is a bit different, Mingchen obviously has something on his mind, and obviously has a hesitant and hesitant mood to tell him what's on his mind.

What made Mingchen hesitate so much?

He Wenxuan tried to ask, "Is it He Hongxue?"

"Pour me a martini." He pondered for a moment.Ming Chen patted He Wenxuan's arm.

I don't know if it's too stuffy because of something in my heart, or the room is too stuffy, Mingchen pushed the French windows of the balcony open, the oncoming night wind carried a faint fragrance of flowers, and the flat balcony was covered with black crystal clear The floor will not feel cold when you step on it with bare feet, it is warm and comfortable.

The ground is like a night sky full of stars. This is the balcony floor specially installed by He Wenxuan for Mingchen. Mingchen likes to walk around the room with bare feet, and He Wenxuan likes to watch Mingchen walk around with bare feet Go, step on the crystal clear black floor full of stars, just like stepping on the night sky, every step brings a burst of stardust flying.

Walking out of the house, Mingchen looked down at the stardust flying under his feet. On the night when the star floor was just installed, the two of them drank red wine here, and the vinyl record was spinning. They danced a dance at night. In the wind, in the stardust, in the fragrance of flowers all around.

It was a night to remember, beautiful and romantic.

He Wenxuan came out with two glasses of martinis, Mingchen sat on the steps, his back seemed a little lonely for no reason, his heart moved slightly, he walked over and sat down next to the man, and passed the glass to him Armed each other's shoulders.

"It's rare to see you like this. What's wrong with our calm and majestic Ming Chen?" He Wenxuan leaned over and kissed Ming Chen on the cheek, and said softly with a smile.

After taking the wine glass, Ming Chen smiled faintly, raised his head and drank half of the glass in one breath, stunned He Wenxuan next to him.

"Slow down." He Wenxuan said hastily.

"Look at this." Flicking his bangs that were blown by the wind casually, Ming Chen took out a photo from his pocket and stuffed it directly into He Wenxuan's hand, then continued to look at the night sky and drank his own wine , did not say a single redundant nonsense.

He Wenxuan put the wine glass aside and didn't react too much when he turned over the photo.

"Altaïr? Is this a hint from He Hongxue?" He thought it was He Hongxue who was using Altaïr as a bargaining chip to threaten Ming Chen.

"I haven't seen this picture before."

He Wenxuan said: "Maybe it's just that you haven't seen it. Are you wondering if someone used Altaïr's body to resurrect him, or did He Hongxue bring Altaïr back to life?"

"On the contrary, it was sent by Zhang Na." With a light breath, Ming Chen pinched the center of his brows and said, "I gave the holy stone to Zhang Na after giving up on resurrecting Altaïr a few months ago." , She sent this letter today, telling me that O'Sullivan, Altaïr's former apprentice, found Altaïr's body from He Hongxue and brought it out, after contacting Zhang Na, let Zhang Na try to revive Altaïr."

Ming Chen looked at the photo in He Wenxuan's hand, and murmured, "She used this Polaroid photo to tell me that she succeeded, and Altaïr came back to life..."

"O'Sullivan from District [-]?" He Wenxuan had an impression of this person. He was once a famous agent in District [-], but after quitting the secret service organization, he went to District [-] and became the local overlord.

This man named O'Sullivan was also one of Altaïr's apprentices back then, and the "old friend" of King of Secret Service Tyrell.

"You seem a little upset?" He Wenxuan gently held Mingchen's hand, and this news also had a huge impact on him.

But after calming down, He Wenxuan's worry quickly subsided. Worry has no effect, and he has to fight for what he wants.

"Whether this letter is true or false, it was sent to me in the end. If it is false, it proves that someone wants to use Altaïr, and the purpose is me; if it is true...if it is true , then I want to see Altaïr even more." Ming Chen looked at the man next to him with deep eyes, "I have to find out about this matter."

"Let me stay with you."

He Wenxuan said with a smile: "If Altaïr really came back to life, I want to know him too."

"Maybe he will be surprised when he sees me. After all, everyone has changed and become different." Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Ming Chen gently hugged He Wenxuan, and whispered softly, "Thank you for accompanying me. Follow me."

He Wenxuan smiled immediately: "Thank you for not giving up on me."

Volume Four Final Volume