man in suit

It's quiet, peaceful, and warm.

The gentle cool breeze was refreshing, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. After returning to his home in the first district, the head of the He family did not rest obediently on the bed. He was lying on the chair by the window. Among the photos found, in addition to a single photo of the young Tyrell, there are also several photos of Tyrell and another young man.

The two people in the photo looked at the camera smiling, looking like a couple made for each other.

A stack of photos was placed face down on the table beside him, He Hongxue closed his eyes forcefully, his mind was in a mess as if stuffed with paste, but the rare opportunity made Tyrell escape, but compared to He didn't know when he would be caught next time, and he seemed to be more worried about the man's illness.

last stage of cancer.

If Tyrell didn't lie, he should be in the terminal stage of cancer just like Police Officer Chen in the [-]th District. start.

Tyrell couldn't wait for the future.

Whether the man is still alive now, and if so, how long, is all an unknown question.

There were some things that He Hongxue himself did not expect. The man in his memory was as quiet as a fallen leaf in autumn, that elegant and clean man, not only did he not die, he turned out to be Tyrrell, the king of secret agents.

Whether it was a surprise or a shock, it was about half and half.

"Dong dong dong------" there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." He Hongxue slowly opened his eyes.

"You should also pay attention to your body." Seeing his brother sitting by the window, He Wenxuan came in with medicine and a water glass in his hand, and complained, "I also didn't expect that with your personality, you would take risks." He took people into the woods, and even entered the basement, which is completely unknown, and I don’t know if it’s a trap.”

Hearing the little complaints and concerns in He Wenxuan's words, He Hongxue pursed the corners of his lips slightly, took the medicine and water cup handed over by He Wenxuan, raised his head, swallowed the pills, and drank two sips of water to moisturize himself Throat, slowly opened his mouth.

"make you worry."

"It's not easy, you worry me sometimes." He Wenxuan laughed. He Hongxue has always been the leader among the three brothers since they were young. He Hongxue is the leader of the He family and the core of their brothers. figure.

"I'm still sending people to search the basement in the forest in District [-]. So far, nothing particularly useful or clues have been found," He Wenxuan continued, looking at the photo of He Hongxue on the small table out of the corner of his eye. "There is no trace of Tyrell, and no other exit from the basement has been found. It seems that our King of Agents has disappeared out of thin air. There may be another exit, but it has not been found yet."

The most important clues were those photos. He Wenxuan had someone send the photos back immediately, so that no one would interfere in the search of the basement in District [-].

Anything to do with "Tyrell" is going to be on nerves, especially after that crazy man nearly destroyed the Black family.

He Hongxue nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I will have to work hard for you during this time."

"Just take good care of your injuries, and I will deal with related matters." He Wenxuan said.

In the past, He Wenxuan would not stay too long after explaining things, but today's He Wenxuan looks a little abnormal. How could He Hongxue, who grew up with He Wenxuan, not see the difference in He Wenxuan today.

"What's the matter, do you have something on your mind? You are not a person who is secretive and hesitant. If you have something to say, just say it. I don't want you to hesitate in front of me." He Hongxue said.

"I do have one thing. I have been planning to talk to you when you come back from District [-]." After pondering for a moment, He Wenxuan looked at An Jing, who was sitting across from him, and looked at his elder brother quietly, and said, "From childhood to Da, I have hardly asked anyone for anything, nor have I asked you for anything, for myself, for this family, and for our brothers, I am willing to work hard for it."

What He Wenxuan said was not wrong. In He Hongxue's memory, although He Wenxuan and He Wenhan were twins, their personalities could be said to be completely different.

When He Wenxuan was very young, he was used to relying on himself to get what he wanted, never asking for anything, and never thinking of unfairness.

I don't want He Wenhan to pester the two of them for this and that.

"The person sitting opposite you today, I just want you to think of me as your younger brother." After a short pause, He Wenxuan showed serious emotions in his eyes, "I want to ask you for something.'

"It's really rare. I thought it would be impossible for me to hear you ask me for something in person in my life." He Hongxue smiled lightly and cheerfully. Brother wants things, I know you are very mature, smart and well-measured, but occasionally, I still hope to see you as my younger brother."

"Tell me, what do you want, I'm curious what precious things make you willing to speak."

He Wenxuan has always been a person who knows how to advance and retreat. Now that he has spoken, He Hongxue knows that he can afford such a thing.He Wenxuan has always been like this, he takes good care of his brother but never asks for anything, sometimes it is too perfect, which also makes He Hongxue, who is an older brother, feel a little ashamed of He Wenxuan in his heart over the years.

"Ming Chen."

"Ming Chen!"

"……What are you doing?"

In the garden in the afternoon, the man lying on the shaded green land taking a lunch break was taken aback. Ming Chen opened his eyes and saw an enlarged handsome face lying above him.

Frowning and turning over, the sleepy man rubbed his eyes lightly, rubbed his cheeks on the thin blanket under him, and waved his hands casually like chasing flies: "Stop messing around, let me sleep for a while."

"A good room doesn't allow you to come here to sleep and catch a cold?" Sitting down next to Ming Chen, He Wenhan took off his coat and put it on the man who closed his eyes again.

He Wenhan lay down next to Ming Chen and looked at the man who was close at hand. The warm afternoon sun cast mottled light and shadows on Ming Chen's side face and body through the gaps in the leaves. A row of long eyelashes looked like a painter's brush Lying quietly, it seems that as long as you open your eyes, you can draw a beautiful painting.

His eyes moved to Mingchen's pale pink lips, which looked extraordinarily soft, He Wenhan stretched out his fingers and pressed them lightly, like the soft and sweet cotton candy he ate in kindergarten in his memory.

With his eyes closed, He Wenhan pouted and was about to kiss him.

"He Wenhan..."

was blocked.

Blocking He Wenhan with his palm, Ming Chen sighed, he couldn't sleep well with this guy around.

"Why, kissing is not enough?" Grabbing Mingchen's hand that was blocking him, He Wenhan lowered his head and kissed violently a few times, grinning from ear to ear like a big cat that has stolen the fish.

Did this guy take the wrong medicine?

With a slight smile, Ming Chen raised his hand and gently touched He Wenhan's cheek, muttering: "You suddenly become so nice, I can't react at all."

"What does it mean to suddenly become so good? I have always been good. It's just that you were blind and didn't see my goodness. Fortunately, you are not too stupid. You discovered He Wenhan's goodness in time."

He said something with a cheeky cheek and a heartbeat.He Wenhan leaned closer to Ming Chen, the faint smell of grass mixed with the scent of soil and flowers, the breeze under the dappled sunlight washed his body and mind like waves of invisible rain.The weather is so pleasant that it makes people drowsy.

Ming Chen just smiled, gentle and restrained.

He Wenhan was suddenly a little stunned, as if he had never seriously observed Ming Chen's appearance before.

He quietly and carefully looked at every subtle expression on the face of the man beside him.

As if he couldn't stand being stared at by He Wenhan's too focused eyes, Mingchen unnaturally lowered his head slightly to avoid He Wenhan's sight, and some inexplicable shy actions were like a gust of wind blowing catkins playing with He Wenhan's heartstrings, some Itchy.

Gently dropping a kiss on Ming Chen's forehead, He Wenhan raised his hand and hugged the man next to him into his arms, letting Ming Chen pillow his arms.

"Stop making trouble with you, go to sleep, let's sleep together."

Closing his eyes, Ming Chen naturally lay on He Wenhan's broad chest, gently wrapped his arms around the other's waist, leaned on his shoulders, and seemed to fall asleep soon.

Gently smoothing the man's hair, He Wenhan quietly looked at the man sleeping in his arms.

Quiet and beautiful, it suddenly reminded him of the most disdainful fairy tales in his childhood, and suddenly wanted to stop time.

His chest was filled with some unknown emotion, almost overflowing.

Turning his head to look at Ming Chen's hands on him, He Wenhan gently lifted the man's fingers, wrapped them around one by one, intertwined each other's fingers in a childish and childish way, and held each other's fingers tightly. .

Grinning in satisfaction, He Wenhan bowed his head and kissed Mingchen's lips: "You are mine."