Super Time Detective

Ye Huairui drove Yin Jiaming to the largest commercial area near his home.

On a Friday night, the business district is bustling with tourists, and everyone looks happy.

Yin Jiaming was walking on the street, with his dear A Rui beside him, and there were pedestrians talking and laughing at Yanyan, the traffic was busy, the noise was bustling, and the trace of loss that was so difficult in his heart just now was like an ice floe on the spring stream. Blink disappeared without a trace.

The two wandered the streets for more than half an hour.

Yin Jiaming bought a copy of all the snacks he was interested in—whether they were Chinese or foreign, whether he had seen them or not—as for why he got one copy, of course, it was because he thought it would be better to share it with Ye Huairui. There is atmosphere.

Thirsty after walking, he also tried milk tea, which is said to be very popular among young people now, and came to a conclusion that the taste is very interesting, but it is too sweet.

By the time the two returned to the car, they had already bought enough for tomorrow's breakfast.

The appearance of the villa is basically the same as before, and the internal layout has not changed much. However, with the joint efforts of the designer and the decoration team, it has become a simple and refined cool-toned European style.

As a result, the Bogu cabinet where the secret room mechanism is located seems out of place with the surrounding furniture, very abrupt.

"This cabinet hasn't changed at all."

Yin Jiaming turned his eyes around the living room, and saw the antique cabinet facing the window at a glance. He couldn't help but put down his luggage and walked towards the antique mahogany cabinet.

In fact, looking closer, Yin Jiaming could still see the marks engraved on it by the years.

The varnish coating has dulled, and there are inevitably streaks of light gray mildew in the corners.

Yin Jiaming fiddled with the machine familiarly, and opened the secret door hidden in the corner.

Behind the door is a ladder he is very familiar with, and he can walk down it in the dark.

Yin Jiaming stood in front of the open door of the secret room, with a rare hesitation on his expression.

Ye Huairui stood beside him and asked softly:

"Do you want to go down and have a look?"

Now the sky is clear and there is no rain falling outside. Even if you go down to the basement, you don’t have to worry about such a terrible and uncontrollable accident as "going back". It is a very safe time.

Yin Jiaming nodded.

So the two stepped down the narrow and steep stairs one after the other.

The electric circuit was pulled in the basement, and when the overhead light was turned on, it was as bright as day.

Yin Jiaming laughed:

"It's no wonder that every time I saw you before, you were covered with a layer of white light. It turned out that it's because it's much brighter now than it was when I was there."

Ye Huairui imagined this scene, and felt that it seemed a little scary:

"Doesn't that look like a ghost?"

"will not."

Yin Jiaming turned his head to look at Ye Huairui, his eyes were crescent-shaped with a smile, and the dark pupils were shining brightly like morning stars:

"You're like an angel."

Ye Huairui was stunned.

Yin Jiaming's tone was too natural, and it took Ye Huairui two seconds to react before he realized that this man had said something that made people blush.

"enough……"

He groaned weakly.

Yin Jiaming's talent for sweet talk is full, and he has been listening to it every day for the past few days, thinking that he should be able to resist it no matter what.

However, the enemy is too cunning, with so many tricks that it is impossible to guard against, and he can always break through his defense with a single word inadvertently.

"I'm serious."

Yin Jiaming continued solemnly:

"You are good-looking, and you are standing there with a radiant body..."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Ye Huairui's hand.

"You rescued me from the endless loneliness, isn't that my angel?"

Ye Huairui: "..."

—Damn this guy shouldn't have been given a tablet!

Let him stay in the hospital recently and watch so many movies all day long, presumably the database of love stories has been refreshed again.

"Okay, okay, don't be sticky."

Ye Huairui twitched the hand held by Yin Jiaming, but he didn't pull it away, so he could only let him go.

The secret room is not big, so you can see it at a glance.

There was a table and a chair. The table was the old desk that Yin Jiaming used to use. The shelf against the wall was also very simple, with nothing but a few books.

They soon noticed, however, that there was something in the corner, shining brightly from the overhead light.

"what is this?"

Ye Huairui bent down and picked it up.

"I x!"

Yin Jiaming cried out:

"This is my watch!"

Yes, his Banbery Ref. 3448, a watch that cost him most of his savings back then, was originally intended to be given to Ye Huairui as a "betrothal gift".

But now this famous watch is too bad to be broken.

The watch was covered with dust, the entire dial was torn apart, and a shallow "V" shape was recessed in the center, as if it had been hit hard by something with a great impact.

Its three golden hands are missing, the connecting buckle is broken into two parts, the movement and inner case are exposed, rust has grown in many places, the stitches of the strap have also collapsed, and there are pieces of leather on the inner layer. Mildew.

"I was... the day I went to Ahu's funeral, I put it on my chest!"

Yin Jiaming checked the watch over and over again, and cried out in surprise while looking at it:

"And it's rusted like this... how does it look like it's been here for a long time?"

Ye Huairui was also very surprised.

After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that he should have pulled this thing out of the injured Yin Jiaming.

At that time, he was only concerned with checking Yin Jiaming's injuries, and casually threw the broken watch into the corner.

But Yin Jiaming had been by his side for the past few days, so he naturally had no reason to come to the basement again, and the watch remained where it was.

But from the 27th of last month to the 3rd of today, it's only a week if it's all done!

Even if this watch is soaked in salt water, it is impossible to be broken and rusted like this in just one week!

This is so unscientific that it makes no sense at all.

Ye Huairui and Yin Jiaming looked at each other and fell silent.

They saw the same guess in each other's eyes.

"I thought... could it be so?"

After a while, Ye Huairui said uncertainly:

"When I picked you up, for some reason, the two time-spaces overlapped each other."

He pointed to the broken watch in Yin Jiaming's hand:

"And I dragged you out, leaving the watch where it was...so..."

Yin Jiaming took the second half of the sentence:

"So, it stayed in my time and space, which is equivalent to staying in the basement for 39 years, right?"

Ye Huairui nodded.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying guess appeared in his heart, so terrifying that he didn't even dare to think about it.

If he hadn't tried his best to run home in the rain that day, and missed the opportunity of two overlapping time and space... Then when he set foot in the basement again, what kind of scene would be waiting for him?

A chill ran from Ye Huairui's toes all the way to Tianling Gai.

At that time, Yin Jiaming was injured so badly, if there was no one to treat him, whether he could get up again was really a matter of opinion.

If he didn't pick him up...

Thinking that he might find a dead bone in the basement the next day, and that skeleton was the lover he missed, Ye Huairui felt that he was going crazy.

——He was afraid that he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Ye Huairui turned around suddenly, hugged Yin Jiaming, and strangled Yin Jiaming tightly with all his strength.

"Ouch!"

Yin Jiaming didn't know how he narrowly escaped death that day, let alone why Ye Huairui suddenly became emotional and took the initiative to hug her.

But of course, Young Master Yin would love to see A Rui throwing himself into his arms.

"what happened?"

Yin Jiaming hugged Ye Huairui into his arms, bowed his head and kissed his ear, "The dowry is gone, do you feel distressed?"

Ye Huairui didn't speak.

He was thankful and scared at the same time, hating Yin Jiaming's reckless adventure that almost cost him his own life, but also wanting to thank the gods and Buddhas in the sky for allowing time and space to intersect at a critical moment.

——Fortunately, he finally didn't miss this person.

"OK OK."

Seeing that something was wrong with Ye Huairui's mood, Yin Jiaming deliberately changed the subject.

"Although it's very comfortable for you to hug me, it's too comfortable. I won't be able to bear it if you hug me for a while."

He leaned close to Ye Huairui's ear and murmured hoarsely:

"...I haven't had dinner yet, I'm afraid that if you're exhausted... Oops!"

Ye Huairui angrily pushed away that nonchalant bastard.

He turned around, took a deep breath, suppressed the heat in his eyes, and after making his expression look normal, he turned around and asked:

"You just said, what dowry?"

"This one."

Yin Jiaming smiled and raised the broken watch in his hand:

"I originally wanted to give you this watch...it should be an antique by now, and it can be worth several million?"

He shrugged:

"I didn't expect it to be in my heart, and it happened to help me block the bullet."

"If it hadn't blocked the bullet for you, you would have died immediately after being shot!"

Ye Huairui didn't care about the dowry gift or not at all, he was only thankful that the watch just blocked the fatal bullet for Yin Jiaming.

He had seen it with his own eyes and treated all the wounds on Yin Jiaming's body with his own hands.

The wound on Yin Jiaming's left chest was just in front of his heart, and the location was dangerous, but it was just a flesh wound scratched by metal and glass. In terms of severity, it was not as serious as the blood hole in his shoulder poked by a knife.

But if there was no watch to block the fatal bullet at that time, there is no doubt that Yin Jiaming would have died—there would be no chance to climb up from the sea, go back to the basement, and be picked up by him.

All this is a coincidence, but also their luck.

"Oh, I wanted to give you several million as a bride price."

Speaking of this, Yin Jiaming still feels distressed:

"Now that the dowry is gone, I have to marry myself."

Ye Huairui gave him a disgusted look, "I've never seen such a brazen person" written all over his face, "It's a waste of raising you, I'm at a loss."

"Then if you don't want me, wouldn't it be a waste of money and money?"

Yin Jiaming said, wrapping his arms around Ye Huairui's waist, and slowly slid down his back:

"Or, I can talk to you about business every day, a few hundred million a night or something..."

He leaned close to Ye Huairui's lips, kissed him, and asked in a breathy voice:

"Do you think... okay?"