Super Time Detective

Friday, August 8, at twelve o'clock in the morning.

Ye Huairui looked at the weather forecast, and the chance of rain at night was as high as 80.00%.

He hadn't spoken to Yin Jiaming for several days, if he missed tonight, Ye Huairui felt that he would regret it.

So Ye Huairui returned to the villa, and after having a casual meal, he simply moved all his books and laptops into the basement, waiting for the rain that would rain when he was working.

This waited until late at night.

Fortunately, as a modern person, Ye Huairui is still a medical dog who reads so many textbooks in the third year of high school that it can overwhelm the bookshelf. Staying up late is a basic skill that he has practiced long ago, and he didn't realize how painful it is to stay up until one or two o'clock .

Finally, when he was going upstairs to make tea for himself, he faintly heard distant thunder coming from afar.

Ye Huairui quickly reached out to open the window to confirm the situation outside.

The south wind blows towards the face with abundant watery smell.

This is a sign of heavy rain that every Jincheng native is very familiar with.

Ye Huairui immediately discarded the high-quality tea that was added to the teapot, casually opened a tea bag and put it in a mug, then filled the mug with tea, then hurried all the way back to the basement with the mug in hand.

The speed is so fast that it didn't take 2 minutes for the whole process to go down.

When Ye Huairui hurried back to the basement with tea, it was already raining heavily.

Accompanied by rumbling thunder, Ye Huairui saw a figure slowly appearing in the basement where there was no one else except him, as if someone had secretly activated a 3D projector.

The man was tall and straight, with slender hands and feet, but he could only half-curl on the camp bed in a slightly aggrieved posture, which didn't look like a comfortable sleeping position.

"Yin Jiaming..."

Ye Huairui softly called out the other party's name.

The worries and hesitation that almost drove him crazy a few days ago were relieved the moment he saw the other party.

"Great, you're still alive..."

He didn't even realize that he had spoken his heart out:

"You bastard... scared the hell out of me... really, really good..."

While whispering, Ye Huairui walked to the narrow marching bed with slightly vain steps, and leaned over to look at Yin Jiaming who was sleeping on the bed.

At this time, Ye Huairui noticed that Yin Jiaming looked really embarrassed.

I don't know if it's because the basement is stuffy or the clothes will rub against the wound. Yin Jiaming is sleeping on the bed with nothing on his upper body. His beautiful muscles are naked in his sight. The pillow is on his left arm under his head. The tattoo is clearly visible—it's just that the beautiful tattoo is covered with a large bruise, the color is purple, and there are even spots of purple blood oozing from the center.

Ye Huairui's heart sank, as if a sharp thorn had pierced his heart.

He changed his mind and didn't intend to wake Yin Jiaming up immediately, but squatted beside the bed and carefully examined the wounds on Yin Jiaming's body.

In addition to the bruises on the arms, there are several bruises on Yin Jiaming's shoulders, back and side ribs, which may be deep or shallow, large or small, and the color has turned purple. It should be within two or three days hurt.

In addition, Yin Jiaming had many scrapes and scratches on his body, most of which were on the joints, not very deep, but it was painful to look at.

Ye Huairui took a deep breath.

He admitted that he felt distressed.

"Hey."

Ye Huairui stretched out his hand to push Yin Jiaming's shoulder, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he remembered that he couldn't touch Yin Jiaming, so he raised his volume and shouted:

"Yin Jiaming, wake up!"

As soon as the words fell, Yin Jiaming's whole body trembled and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Ye Huairui didn't expect the other party to wake up in such a timely manner that there was no time to change his body position.

At this time, he was half squatting and half kneeling beside the camp bed, his upper body leaning forward, like a prince, looking down at the Sleeping Beauty lying on the bed.

Sleeping Beauty's eyes were wide open, and she met the prince's eyes, eyes glued together, as if she could kiss in the next moment.

Ye Huairui: "..."

His face was red again, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

But Yin Jiaming suddenly rolled his eyes, grinned, and showed him a bright smile.

【A Rui, are you here? 】

This smile is really too bright, like the warm sun in spring, pure and dazzling.

Poor forensic doctor Ye has been solo for 29 years, how can she resist such beauty, her heart beats like a drum, her body is like an electric shock, all the way from the nape of her neck to her heels, her cheeks that were already slightly flushed suddenly flushed, the tip of her nose and earlobes It was red as if it was about to bleed.

--I go!

Ye Huairui subconsciously recognized his eyes, straightened his waist, "You, you wake up, just get up."

After finishing speaking, he forcibly ignored his pounding heartbeat and stood up calmly.

【Um. 】

Yin Jiaming really obediently got up from the bed, and reached out to grab his messy hair that hadn't been cut for nearly two months, 【I was going to stay awake and wait for you, but I was too sleepy, so I just lay down Squinted for a while...]

While talking, he got out of bed.

"It's okay, after all now..."

Ye Huairui turned his head and wanted to say, "After all, it's past one o'clock now, and it's okay to be sleepy", but as soon as his eyes fell on Yin Jiaming, the second half of the sentence was completely stuck in his throat, and he forgot the words.

Yin Jiaming had previously fought with Jie Qianchou, and between you and me, there were countless mottled scars on his body.

During the life-and-death confrontation, I still don’t feel it. After the beating is over, I can see that whether it is bruised or scratched, it really hurts everywhere, and just rubbing it can kill him half of his life.

However, Yin Jiaming is now hiding in the secret room alone, and there is no one who can wipe his body medicine for him. He can only sneakily boil water in the dead of night, and then use the wound medicine that Lele prepared for him in advance to clean up. .

If the wounds on the shoulders, limbs, chest and abdomen are okay, at least he can get them himself. As for the wounds on the back, he can only deal with them by touching them casually.

It is precisely because of the wounds all over the body, the cloth is easy to rub against the wound, and the wound medicine that was applied with great difficulty will be rubbed off. In addition, the weather is unbearable, and wearing clothes is stuffy and sweaty, which is not conducive to wound healing, so Yin Jiaming returned home on his own. After entering the basement, he took off his clothes, shoes and socks, leaving only a pair of briefs on his body.

Just now he was curled up on the camp bed to take a nap, with a thin towel quilt on his belly, Ye Huairui only saw two bare legs exposed under the quilt, so he naturally thought that Yin Jiaming was about the same as the previous time, although he was sleeping shirtless, anyway He also wore a pair of old men's pajamas that reached to his thighs.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Yin lifted the quilt, the fabric underneath was surprisingly little, the two long legs were straight, the muscles were defined, the waist was thin and the hips were narrow, and the key points were bulging, so beautiful that he could stand on the runway, all right Er is the master model of CK men's underwear.

Ye Huairui is crooked, and he has some thoughts about Yin Jiaming.

In view of the unresolved time gap between the two, Ye Huairui had to remind himself to be a "reasonable" person, and he just suppressed the growing love in his heart.

But the expression language can be controlled by the mind, but the instinctive reaction cannot deceive people.

When he saw Yin Jiaming's beautiful body in front of him, Ye Huairui forgot to breathe for a moment.

His pair of eyes completely betrayed his rationality, and he glued to Yin Jiaming's body for an instant, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed subconsciously.

[A Rui. 】

Yin Jiaming didn't know whether he really didn't see Ye Huairui's strangeness, or the chicken thief deliberately pretended not to know, so he opened his arms openly, walked towards Ye Huairui, and gave him a firm bear hug.

【Come, give me a hug...】

He clasped his arms tightly, wrapped Ye Huairui, who was as stiff as a statue, into his arms, completely covered him with his tall and strong body, and at the same time began to sell miserably:

【You don't even know how I've been living these days...】

Ye Huairui really took the bait:

"what happened to you?"

He maintained the posture of being "hugged" by Yin Jiaming, raised his head, and stared nervously at each other:

"Did you get into a fight? Injured? Seriously?"

Although he had carefully looked at the wounds on Yin Jiaming's body just now, they were all bruises and skin trauma, but as a forensic doctor, he naturally knew that even without deep open wounds could kill people.

Especially Yin Jiaming can't go to the hospital right now, who knows if any bone is cracked or broken, or any organ has been contused secretly.

【fine. 】

Yin Jiaming lowered his head slightly, looking back at Ye Huairui's anxious eyes, his chest was like boiling a pot of honey, it was so sweet that it was bubbling.

——Sure enough, Ah Rui also likes me.

He thought happily.

【I just got kicked twice and punched a few times, it doesn't matter, I didn't suffer any serious injuries. 】

As he said that, Young Master Yin tilted his head on purpose, so that Ye Fayi could see the wound on his forehead that was broken by the fist at a very close distance.

[It's just...it hurts, and it's troublesome to clean up. 】

Yin Jiaming deliberately lowered his voice, speaking softly and aggrievedly, clearly acting like a baby.

However, Ye Huairui still likes him very much.

The pain on the forensic doctor's face suddenly became more obvious.

He even forgot how close the two of them were at this moment, and how ambiguous each other's actions were. He was only thinking about whether Yin Jiaming's injury was serious, "Really? Are you sure?"

Ye Huairui only hated that he couldn't touch the opponent's body:

"Your bruises here are very serious. Are you sure your ribs are okay? Does it hurt when you press it? You are lucky if you don't have a ruptured spleen..."

Yin Jiaming stood where he was with a smile, and let Ye Huairui scold while checking with a smile, and never let go of the arms that "wrapped" around the opponent's waist.

--very nice.

He smiled so that his eyes narrowed into crescents, and the sweetness in his heart filled every cell in his body.

——A Rui really likes me.

While joyful and excited, Yin Jiaming felt a little regretful.

—too bad they couldn't touch each other.

——Unfortunately, they are not in the same time and space.

It would be great if he could really hold the person in front of him in his arms.