The supporting role of rebirth is brutal [strong]

Jian Jiansheng only said one sentence.

What about Song Chu?

Lu Shixuan's eyes immediately became gloomy and cold, and he didn't say a word after that.

In the past few days, the atmosphere in the villa has become more and more gloomy. All the relaxed atmosphere here in the past was created by Shen Yan and Jian Sheng. Because of what has happened and what is about to happen, everyone's expression is now All tense.

During the daytime, Lu Shixuan handled his work with a cold face, and he treated Song Chu as his subordinates, but at night, he was like a transformed beast, and his demands on Song Chu were almost fatal. Being tortured to death, although the pleasure is still greater than the pain, his body will not be able to bear it if it goes on like this.

And along with the *, came Lu Shixuan's confession.

In the past, Lu Shixuan almost never said anything about love to Song Chu. He started to say those three words because of Xia Ping's stimulation not long ago. The pain is unbearable.

Song Chu became more and more silent.

☆, 43 dirty conspiracy

Even Jian Sheng, who is the closest to Shen Yan, can't figure out why he ran out alone under such circumstances. Only Shen Yan knows the undercurrents behind this incident, but since he woke up, He didn't say a word, just lay on the bed motionless, and when Jian Sheng came, he would just look at him, then turned his head and stared at the air above.

Moreover, the snipers in the building were obviously professionally trained. Although their grades were a little lower than Han Li and Jian Sheng's, they should not be underestimated.

There is no doubt that the opponent is Dakong's force, but the key is how he knew of Shen Yan's existence and kidnapped him.

What is the purpose?

If it's about giving us a blow, it's not difficult to understand, but why did you choose Shen Yan, and still use this method?

The reason for this is only known to Lu Shixuan.

Zhang Yi's betrayal, Shen Yan's murder, and the connection between the two, only Lu Shixuan knew it well.

Song Chu went upstairs with the warm milk and pushed the door open without knocking.

This was the first time he entered Shen Yan and Jian Sheng's bedroom, so it seemed that the structure inside was exactly the same as Song Chu's bedroom, but the direction was just opposite.

He lifted up the thick cloth curtain between the small living room and the inner room, inside Shen Yan curled up under the quilt with his eyes closed, motionless, lifeless, as if he had lost his vital signs long ago.

Song Chu put the tray on the bedside table, sat gently on the bedside, and looked down at Shen Yan's face.

The boy frowned and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was trying to escape some kind of nightmare, his whole body was trembling slightly, sweat dripped from his forehead and wet his temples, his face was terribly pale.

Song Chu's heart trembled suddenly, and a strange pain suddenly appeared on the tip of his heart. He frowned involuntarily, and stretched out his hand to stroke Shen Yan's face.

The air was so dry and hot that it was about to explode, and the asphalt road under my feet was almost roasted, mixed with blood, and there was a disgusting sticky feeling when I stepped on it.He ran forward with difficulty, and a group of people with knives behind him closed their mouths and forced him, but the road under his feet was like a swamp that almost sucked him in. He tried his best to call a person's name, His throat seemed to be rusted, and it hurt like a knife when he tried hard.

But the person in front seemed to have no intention of turning back, as if he hadn't heard it. He gradually felt hopeless, stopped on the spot and began to sob. He had already come over, and at the moment when he couldn't help closing his eyes, the expected cold and painful touch of the blade did not come. Instead, a warm palm was gently attached to his face, and he looked up. Go, that person's beautiful and gentle eyes are looking at him, and his lips are opening and closing, calling him softly...

What are you shouting for?

Shen Yan frowned and opened his eyes, all he could see was Song Chu's face, he trembled as if he had been awakened, his throat moved, and his eyes immediately filled with tears.

Song Chu put his hand on his forehead in a hurry, and said, "Where does it hurt? Do you want me to call Jian Sheng?"

Shen Yan's chest heaved violently and he shook his head with difficulty. Song Chu had no experience in taking care of others. If he was wounded by a gunshot or a knife, he would be able to quickly and neatly bandage the wound, but facing Shen Yan's situation, he was really helpless.

Fortunately, Shen Yan calmed down quickly, took out a tissue to wipe away his tears and let out a sigh of relief, watching Song Chu without blinking.

Song Chu moved his fingers unconsciously, and took the milk on the bed after a while, "Have something to drink."

After being quiet for a while, Shen Yan got up and leaned against the head of the bed, took the glass and put his lips against the rim, hesitated for a moment, and then drank it all in one go.

Just like the gradually brightening sky outside the thick curtains, Shen Yan's complexion also slowly recovered, as if he was completely away from that horrific nightmare, and his eyes that had been glued to Song Chu's face also moved slowly. After wandering in mid-air for a while, it slowly focused on the thick curtains.

Song Chu looked down at his fingertips, moved his eyelids, followed Shen Yan's gaze, and suddenly understood, and said, "Do you want to open the curtains?"

After a moment of silence, his slightly gentle voice seemed to hit Shen Yan's eardrums with the sound of waves after passing through the thick sandy beach. The boy suddenly turned his face and stared closely at his eyes. Throat moved.

Song Chu immediately thought that he was acquiescing, because his voice hadn't recovered much, and he could only guess his thoughts through his expression.

With a swish, dazzling white light flooded into the room along with the thick curtains that had faded, Shen Yan immediately frowned and closed his eyes, and let out a vague painful * from his throat.

Noticing his reaction, Song Chu's arm suddenly stopped in mid-air, and after a moment of silence, he closed the curtains a little, and only opened a small part, so that the light that poured into the room could be kept at a level of brightness but not too much. As for the degree of irritation to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan closed his eyes and frowned tightly, leaning on the thick cushion at the head of the bed, with his palms tightly clenched on both sides of his body, the protruding bones of his knuckles seemed to exude an ominous, crazy power.

To the outside world, Song Chu was not a sensitive person at all, he just ignored everything indifferently, with a reserved but slightly arrogant attitude.Only when faced with things related to Lu Shixuan will he become sensitive and paranoid.

But now facing Shen Yan like this, facing Shen Yan with such a big difference in temperament before and after the accident, he actually felt a strange feeling from the bottom of his heart, that feeling was similar to pity, but it was more than that.

Song Chu pursed his lips tightly, and gently wrapped Shen Yan's tightly clenched fist in his palm, stroking the protruding bones of his knuckles with his fingertips, this movement was like a murmur, with means of consolation.

Shen Yan slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at him, his eyes were confused and helpless, like a newborn baby facing the whole huge strange world.Song Chu opened his fingers one by one, let him lie on his own with the palms up, and stroked his palms gently like a massage.

"..." Shen Yan opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound that could be called language.

Song Chu put his right ear close to him, but still could only catch the slightest breath. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, you need to rest now."

But Shen Yan was eager to make a sound, his chest was heaving violently, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead. Song Chu wanted to comfort him, but everything he had done before was already at his limit, and he didn't know how to make Shen Yan feel better. Yan calmed down, but the strange feeling in his heart made him unable to just be an indifferent bystander.

Just when the atmosphere between the two was getting tighter, with a slight creak, someone pushed the door and came in.

Song Chu turned his head and looked behind him, the thick curtain was pushed aside by a hand, and then the body of the owner of the hand appeared in front of his eyes.Wearing a black suit with his hands in his trouser pockets, Lu Shixuan walked up to Song Chu and looked down at him, "What's going on?"

"...Shen Yan wants to talk." Song Chu turned to look at Shen Yan's face in a silent posture.

Lu Shixuan leaned over and took out a white paper bag from the drawer, skillfully opened it and poured it into the glass on the other side of the table, then fed it to Shen Yan, it was strange that he didn't resist.

Shen Yan soon fell asleep, Lu Shixuan was still in the same posture as when he came, with a stern face, "Come here."

Song Chu watched his back for a while, and didn't get up until he was about to walk out of the room.

The two left Shen Yan and Jian Sheng's bedroom one after the other, and came to the study. As soon as Song Chu entered, Lu Shixuan abruptly locked the door with his backhand and pressed him against the door, supporting him with one hand.

Song Chu looked up at him without saying a word.

In fact, many times he couldn't figure out what Lu Shixuan was thinking, or, in a sense, he never knew what Lu Shixuan was thinking about.When he was working, this man was a high-ranking, stern and majestic leader, who almost never got caught up in the trivialities of life. Although he had such a strong sense of existence, he himself gave people a sense of non-existence that was difficult to approach and illusory.

Only when she was in love, Song Chu would feel the man's need for her.And this man is a very strict, self-disciplined and self-control person. Even when he needs it, sex is never the focus of his life.

For the first time, Song Chu looked at Lu Shixuan with a trace of confusion in addition to strong and paranoid possessiveness.

Lu Shixuan lowered his head and kissed his ear, the soft lips and soft earbones touched very delicately, Song Chu frowned slightly, and pushed him away gently but firmly.

Lu Shixuan's body was against the light, Song Chu couldn't see his eyes clearly, but it was obvious that there was something very strong in it, but this made the confused emotions in his heart more and more obvious, like the waves slowly emerging from the sea after receding The cold and abrupt rock.

"Why?" Song Chu looked at Lu Shixuan with complicated eyes.

Lu Shixuan's complexion changed imperceptibly, and he kept his lips tightly shut for a while, then clasped Song Chu's wrist and pressed his arm against the door, kissed the tip of his nose, and said softly, "Don't think about it."

Song Chu struggled violently and wanted to pull his hand out, Lu Shixuan tightly clenched his wrist and remained unmoved, but Song Chu struggled stubbornly as if determined, the atmosphere soon became weird, Song Chuzhen Lu Shixuan's physical strength is definitely not weak when he explodes, and Lu Shixuan's physical strength is of course much higher than that of ordinary people. If this continues, the situation will inevitably develop in an uncontrollable direction.

In the end, Song Chu compromised. He gave up resisting and lowered his head. The line formed by the curvature of his shoulders, neck and hair almost made people's heart palpitate at this moment.

Lu Shixuan's grip on his wrist slowly relaxed, but he was still firmly imprisoned, and the fingers of the other hand caressed his lower back soothingly.

As if it had been a long time, Song Chu's deep voice came through the air that seemed to have texture, "I can't feel you..."

The rubbing movement of Lu Shixuan's hand suddenly stopped, and the strength of holding his wrist suddenly increased.

"...You don't say anything, I never know what you are thinking, what am I to you." After saying such words, Song Chu's posture is not a soft begging, It is a requirement that requires equality and needs to stand at the same height as the other party.

Lu Shixuan pursed his lips and his expression was still stern, and he couldn't see any flaws.

He is indeed too introverted, perhaps because of his personality or because of the special nature of his work over the years, which has caused him to be tightly wrapped from the inside to the outside, always indifferent, calm, superior and indestructible.Such a man can always be an excellent man and an excellent leader, but he will never be a good lover.

What lovers need most other than the most basic emotional bond is communication, but there is no communication between Song Chu and Lu Shixuan, and the topics of discussion between the two are almost always about work. Lu Shixuan's one-sided confession in recent days is even more pale and useless against this background.

The suffocating silence, the strong morning sunlight outside the window slowly extends into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the furnishings in the house slowly stand out, with the sound of birds singing, accompanied by the clear smell of leaves.

The figures of the two overlapped, and Song Chu was still shrouded by Lu Shixuan's figure, which formed an obvious and strong contrast with the light around the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He was only a few steps away from those lights.

But under Lu Shixuan's imprisonment, he couldn't move.

The air between the two was so quiet that it was almost trembling. After a long time, Lu Shixuan's hoarse voice came through the air, "...now is not the time to talk about this," paused, and then spoke again, the hoarse voice seemed to be Suffering from deep pain, "You just need to know that I love you, deeper than anything you can imagine, and it is unforgettable. That's enough. Other...you don't need to know, you just need to have me enough."

He had never said so many words that had nothing to do with work in one breath. Song Chu seemed so surprised that he was stunned for a long time, and seemed to be slowly thinking about the meaning of what he said.

There was another silence, Song Chu raised his eyes and looked at him, "If you want to continue like this, I can accompany you," the corners of his mouth curled into a determined arc, "I can bear it, as long as it is for you, even if you don't love me enough now Me, I can also wait. So, this is what I want you to know, what I want is to be able to stand side by side with you, not for you to shield me from the wind and rain."

Lu Shixuan's heart trembled, and there was a flash of madness in his eyes for an instant, but reason quickly prevailed. He kneaded Song Chu's back heavily, and his palms gradually slid down. "You can only belong to me..." The movements of the hands became heavier and heavier, as if they wanted to crush him and press him into his body.

Even such Lu Shixuan is restrained, he has never really fully expressed the extent to which he wants Song Chu.

He wants Song Chu to belong to him alone, and he is not allowed to look at other men more than once, and he is not allowed to touch him with a finger. He wants to possess him crazily and invade his body, in the deep silence of the night. In the villa room, listening to the sound of the leaves being shaken by the night wind outside the window, he was naked pressed onto the bed and penetrated fiercely over and over again, kissing him until he couldn't breathe, making him cry hoarsely when he climaxed, making him cry hoarsely. With red eyes, he cried out his name and begged himself to give it to him, making him put on the most shameful posture, longing for his penetration.

He even wants to bite him and eat him, but sometimes he wants to watch him quietly, watch him eat and sleep, watch him read and bask in the sun, without those shady deals, without those dirty plots, without those heart-piercing pasts .

But all this he wanted was impossible.

Those filthy and treacherous pasts weighed down heavily like ghosts that could not be shaken off, but he would never allow Song Chu to go through all this, he wanted to deal with everything before Song Chu knew, and the ghosts would also No matter how dirty the deal was, Song Chu didn't need to know about it, as long as he quietly belonged to him after everything was calm.

☆, 44 meetings

From that day on, Shen Yan suddenly became dependent on Song Chu. Although he still didn't say a word, as long as Song Chu was by his side, his mood was obviously more stable.

Jian Sheng's face was gloomy all the time, when Song Chu was sitting on Shen Yan's bedside, he leaned against the door with folded arms and stared straight out of the window.

The atmosphere inside the villa has always been gloomy and windy, but outside the villa has already started a bloodbath.

Han Li has been leading a team to guard in the suburbs of the capital, Lu Shixuan has almost always stayed at a certain leader's house, and one battle planning meeting after another has been held.

The day when Shen Yan was finally able to speak, Lu Shixuan finally returned to the villa from another place, Jian Sheng drove Song Chu out and locked the door behind him, Song Chu pursed his lips and looked at the wooden door near the tip of his nose, then turned and went to the study with lowered eyes.

In the study, Lu Shixuan sat behind the desk as usual, and said straight to the point, "There is something important that you must know."

Song Chu looked up at him, "What?"

"The hiding place of Dakong's second master has been found. If there is no accident, his next move is to lure us into the bait." He said, staring straight into Song Chu's eyes, "I will definitely go to this appointment in person..."

"I'll go with you." Song Chu said calmly.

There was a brief silence between the two, and after a while Lu Shixuan acquiesced and stood up in front of the window with his back facing him.Song Chu followed his line of sight to the back garden of the villa outside the window. It was just when the sunset was about to set, and the garden was covered with a layer of warm orange light. There seemed to be soft and fine particles floating in the air, which made people dazzled.

Lu Shixuan's voice came like a murmur in a dream, "Go back."

Song Chu lowered his head and replied, "Okay."

After turning around and leaving the study, he went directly to the side room. The current life is not only practice, but also practice. Everyone in the hunting team is tense.Many people are very clear in their hearts that the purpose of the Skyhunting team was to fight against the Dakong splinter organization. In the past few years when Dakong disappeared, almost all the missions performed by the Skyhunting team existed as actual combat exercises.

Now is the final critical stage.

Song Chu came back from the side room and went to Shen Yan's room. Shen Yan was sitting in front of the French window staring blankly.

The curtains were wide open, the sun was about to sink completely, the warm orange light also turned into a dull blood red, this light flooded into the room, Shen Yan curled up on a high chair, his eyes His arms hugged his knees, his back was slightly bent, and the light spread a layer of dark halo around his body. His soft and slightly curly hair reflected a soft halo under the light, and his face was like white porcelain. So delicate, the fine fluff of the sweater seemed to be shaking slightly, the thin and pale feet j**j out from the trousers, and the protruding ankle bones were shocking.

"Shen Yan..." Song Chu called him in a low voice.

After a while, the boy in front of the window slowly turned around, his throat moved, and it took a long time for him to speak hoarsely, "...Song Chu..."

Song Chu put one hand on his soft hair, and said, "Go and sit on the sofa." The high chair without any armrests made Shen Yan look like he could fall from it at any time, and Song Chu was baffled by this premonition cared.

Shen Yan responded slowly, but didn't have any intention of moving.Maybe it's because he wants to move but he doesn't have the strength, maybe it's because the process of converting words into actual actions still takes a long time for him to react. Since that accident, his thinking ability seems to have deteriorated all of a sudden. like.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were opened about half a meter wide, and neither of them spoke for a while, the faint sound of birds chirping could be heard outside, Shen Yan frowned and closed his eyes, as if he could hear the wind shaking the leaves in his ears The rustling sound seems to be close to the ear, and it seems to come from another time and space far away.

His posture was really shocking, Song Chu's face changed slightly, and then he passed his hand through the bend of his leg, and hugged him up.Although Shen Yan was taken aback and made a vague sound in his throat reflexively, he didn't have any intention of struggling, he just looked up at Song Chu's face, his expression seemed to have countless things to express and to say, but However, due to some external reasons, he had to keep his mouth shut.

Song Chu put him on the sofa and got up to bring him water.

It happened to be time to take the medicine, Jian Sheng brought in the prepared medicine, Shen Yan sat on the sofa without moving, Jian Sheng brought the medicine to his mouth, he opened his mouth, his face wrinkled after taking a little When I got up, I guess it was hard.

Shen Yan was childish in the first place, and after experiencing the bitterness, he closed his mouth tightly and stopped cooperating. Jian Sheng's face was extremely patient, and he coaxed softly, "Hey, I'll give you candy after drinking." Shen Yan frowned and turned his face away.

Jian Sheng closed his eyes, and then coaxed patiently, "Take medicine to get better, huh? Baby, open your mouth."

Shen Yan looked back at him silently, and said with difficulty, "...I'm not sick..."

Jian Sheng's whole body stiffened suddenly, but it was only a moment, and he immediately returned to normal, "Taking the medicine will make your body healthier, be obedient." Only he himself understood that the moment he spoke, his mouth The bitterness spread.

Shen Yan pursed his lips, as if he was very reluctant, but after a few seconds he still compromised and opened his mouth obediently.

Song Chu put the water glass on the table and sat down beside Shen Yan.Shen Yan looked up at him from the top of the porcelain bowl, innocent ignorance flashed in his eyes.

Sometimes, a child's ignorance is both cruel, but Shen Yan's eyes do not know whether it is true ignorance, or after seeing everything, all emotions are suppressed to suppress the stormy calm.

After taking the medicine, Jian Sheng kissed the corner of Shen Yan's mouth, then got up and went out, Shen Yan was eating candy, his eyes looked out of the window, after Jian Sheng went out, he seemed to have exhausted all of his energy, his face looked exhausted, The brows are full of haze.

Obviously, in front of others, he tried his best to pretend that I look good now. Only in front of Song Chu would he show his original appearance, where his body has suffered a lot of wear and tear.

Of course Song Chu discovered this, but he couldn't figure out what he meant.Since his rebirth, Shen Yan has been clinging to him, showing a strong affection for him and desire to get close to him.

Very strange.

But what was even more strange was that although Song Chu was not used to being approached by others, he didn't feel any strong resentment toward him in his heart.

The next afternoon, Lu Shixuan took Song Chu to a meeting, which was held at the home of a certain leader. As usual, Song Chu followed Lu Shixuan one step behind, with his mouth tightly pursed, and his pace was the same as Lu Shixuan's.

In the conference room, he saw the old man he had seen in the last secret meeting again.The old man was still wearing a Chinese tunic suit, with a solemn expression, not much different from last time, and a force like Dakong was just passing by in front of him, and it was not worth paying attention to.

Several more powerful people were added to this meeting, some of whom Song Chu had only glimpsed occasionally on the news channel in his previous life.

The meeting was conducted very efficiently, quickly integrating issues, quickly arranging manpower allocation, quickly announcing solutions and then quickly retreating.After the meeting, Lu Shixuan was left inside by certain leaders, and Song Chu stood at the bottom of the corridor steps waiting for him.

It has been more than ten minutes since Lu Shixuan came out from the inside, it was getting late, the sun was low, the whole sky was empty and desolate, and a villa-like house guarded by guards not far away had not yet turned on the lights. The surroundings were completely silent, Song Chu's body cast a long shadow on the ground, he just waited quietly with his hands in his pockets, his head slightly lowered and his lips pursed, without any impatience, nor could it be seen from his appearance that he had any He just stood there, as if he had been standing in the same posture since a long time ago, without any emotion or what he was waiting for.

There are five or six steps from the porch to the courtyard. As soon as Lu Shixuan stepped down the first step from the porch, Song Chu raised his eyes and looked at him.

The moment the two people's eyes met, Song Chu's face was calm and unwavering, and a silky breeze blew through his heart. His eyes seemed to contain thousands of emotions and words, but they seemed to contain nothing.

Lu Shixuan's eyes were deep, and he walked towards him as usual, "Why don't you go to the car?" He said, but he didn't stop.Song Chu didn't answer, but just took a wrong step behind him as usual, Lu Shixuan's footsteps paused a little, but in the end he didn't do anything or say anything, the two went straight to the car waiting in the shadow of the villa , and then started the engine and left. The place where the car passed was calm as usual, as if no one had been there at all.

The main content of this meeting is about the next battle plan for Dakong. The leaders have obtained the exact information from the British spies. Dakong's next move is to launch a large-scale terrorist attack in City A. At the same time Destroy a confidential document on a gambling ship bound for a famous tourist island.

The main force of the Sky Hunting Team will be dispatched to the ship, leaving a few deputy leaders to stay in City A to deal with the terrorist attack with the domestic elite troops that have been carefully deployed.

After a short period of discussion at the meeting, it was finally decided that Lu Shixuan and Jian Sheng would lead the backbone of the Sky Hunting Team to deal with the second leader of Dakong on the gambling boat, while Han Li and Lin Fan would lead other precision troops to stay in City A and wait. .

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Before the final action begins, everyone in the Hunting Team waits with bated breath. Under the seemingly peaceful life, there is a trend lurking that once the change starts, it will be earth-shaking and bloody.

In such an atmosphere, Shen Yan's condition began to gradually improve. From being unable to utter a sound at the beginning, to being able to yell vaguely, to being able to express himself hoarsely, to now, if he wanted to, Almost smooth communication.

Although this process is not very long in terms of time, it reshapes the existence of flesh and blood like a phoenix reborn after death.

On a calm autumn morning, Shen Yan got up, ate, and took medicine as usual. Now that Jian Sheng is not around, he will obediently take his medicine.After eating, I chewed candy in pajamas and pajamas and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows to the balcony.

The air is cool, there are many trees in the yard, the ground is covered with yellow leaves all night, the branches of the tall trees are a little sparse, and the woods not far away have also turned yellow-red, reflecting the rising sun and the sparse Lala's bird call has a desolate sense of bleakness.

With his hands on the balcony, he leaned over and looked down, just in time to see Lu Shixuan and Song Chu coming out of the corridor. They both wore slim-fit trousers and knitted sweaters instead of their usual strict black suits, walking in unison. Then step on the fallen leaves and walk under some tall trees in the yard. The branches of those trees are luxuriant. Although the autumn wind is strong, there are still some swaying leaves on the branches. Lu Shixuan turned around and turned to Song Chu, who lowered his head slightly and did not look at him.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate, Shen Yan yawned boredly, turned his back to the outside and leaned on the table, patted the leaves of a potted plant nearby.

When he casually looked back into the yard again, Lu Shixuan had already pressed Song Chu on the wooden pillar of the pavilion.