Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Finally, the call from the BOSS came, and the loyal wolfhound was delighted, but also a little surprised.

He has already obtained the permission to enter the restricted area, even if he doesn't want to think in that direction in his heart, he still has to guess the predicament that person is facing now.

BOSS has locked himself in the research institute for more than two years. During this period, he almost cut off contact with the outside world. Even Belmode was excluded and could not enter the research institute to meet him.

In fact, that person did not expressly prohibit anyone from approaching. When there was an emergency, Gin came in without permission, so he broke some secrets, but he was not punished as he should.

However, both Gin and Belmode understood his attitude.

He didn't want his embarrassing side to be seen by his trusted and well-informed subordinates, so in order to protect his pride, even if they were anxious, they couldn't take a step further.

It was a miracle that that troublesome woman in Belmode could bear it.

However, at least in this case, Gin was in no mood to mock her good stamina.

Although they had never confirmed this matter face to face, they cooperated spontaneously in behavior—perhaps it would become the only willing cooperation in this life.

The organization's investment in scientific research projects is already astonishing, but now, in order to speed up the research progress and get satisfactory results as soon as possible, after Gin's arrangement, the huge support for the research department within the organization has become crazy to the point of inconceivable.

At the same time, Belmode used her contacts to collect reliable information. As long as they were doctors, scholars, and scientists who were on the watch list, she would try her best to poach them.

If it can be solved quickly with money and power, it can be said that if it can't be solved in a while, it's time for Gin to assist and retain talents in simple and rude ways.

It can be said that the tacit understanding between these two "colleagues" who dislike each other is wasted here.

The BOSS acquiesced in their private behavior, which more or less reassured the subordinates, because they couldn't help that person except for these things.

I thought the progress should be good. According to the regular reports from Rye, the condition of the BOSS did not seem to have deteriorated, but was even healthier than before. As a result, neither Gin nor Belmode expected that after such a long delay, the important research It turned out to be a failure.

The BOSS gave up the hard work that had persisted for several years, and returned to the previous project, and the result of this seemingly huge detour made them suddenly feel uncertain.

But Rye's report was still all normal. After judging that Rye did not need to lie, the two who silently supported the BOSS behind the scenes could only suppress their doubts and choose to trust that person's own judgment unconditionally.

Belmode is actually still a little worried, but she is worried that her behavior of arranging someone to go to the BOSS and asking for regular reports has already caused that person's discomfort, so she has to force herself to settle down no matter how worried she is.

Gin didn't think too much about it, and all the things that should be reported were still sent to the BOSS's mailbox in every detail, regardless of whether the BOSS would read it or reply.

In fact, BOSS does reply once in a while, and this "occasionally" can be as short as a few months and as long as a year.

But the latest reply was just a week ago, which was to reject his application to leave the island country for a short period of time and "invite" this year's Nobel laureate to join the research project.

Then, it was the active call this time.

Requesting to wait for the address from the boss, he will rush to him as quickly as possible, but the boss directly asked him where he is now, and actually wanted to come over in person.

This bar is not the safest place to meet, but Gin will not question any decision of the boss.

He drove the vodka away, personally turned the unsafe place into an absolutely safe place, disposed of the corpses, and made sufficient preparations before returning to the bar and waiting for that person to arrive.

Gin waited from evening till late at night.

Without impatience, without doubt, the lone wolf returning from the dangerous night to its lair, waited quietly.

Finally, the sound of slow footsteps appeared, after a long time.

Gin left his seat, faced the direction that person was coming, and immediately lowered his head.

But then he couldn't raise his head, because the man said softly: "It may be uncomfortable, but please bear with me a little bit, keep this position, and don't need to raise your head."

"Yes."

Gin replied respectfully.

The tall man stood still, bent over for a long time like a solid sculpture, and his silver hair fell down, further blocking his vision in front of him.

Before the top hat fell from his head, Qianmu walked up to him, raised his hand to help him catch it, walked past him, and put the black top hat lightly on the bar counter.

Gin's line of sight didn't deviate from the departure of the person in front of him.

Qian Mu found a seat in front of the bar and sat down, then said: "Okay."

Gin stood up straight, didn't need Qianmu to speak, and he didn't turn around, looking directly at the boss's face.

Qian Mu silently looked at the back of the silver-haired man for a long time, and couldn't help smiling when he thought of something.

"Gin, how are you doing?"

Gin's first reaction was still something related to the organization. He defaulted that the boss wanted to check his latest achievements, but when he was about to speak, he was interrupted again.

"I don't want to know how the organization is doing recently. You have already reported those things very carefully. There is no need to find out again. Now, I just want to know how you are doing recently."

Qianmu's voice was very soft, as if he came here specially to chat with a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

"You've been very busy recently. I know this. It can be seen from the number of reports... I told you, don't you need to work so hard? The scale of the organization is now large enough. If you do everything by yourself People rule, even you will struggle."

"Your schedule should never be adjusted. You stay up late every day, often all night. I was worried about whether you would be exhausted a long time ago... Well, even if you were exhausted, I don't know."

"Sorry, I cared too little for you before, have you ever been sick, Gin?"

They couldn't see each other's faces, so Qian Mu missed the surprise in Gin's eyes, and also missed the complicated expression that flashed across the man's face covered in frost all the year round.

It was a flash of surprise.

"...No, boss."

Gin said: "I usually allocate daily tasks reasonably according to my own situation and plan progress, so as not to be overloaded."

"Not overloaded, in other words, don't you feel tired?"

"Yes, boss."

"A lie." Qian Mu didn't take it seriously, "Gin, you lied to me. I would believe that you have never been sick, but I don't believe you when you say you are not tired."

"Ha, don't make excuses, and don't rush to plead guilty. I didn't come to see you to listen to these words."

"Gin, you are not a tireless god, nor an indifferent machine that only focuses on tasks and interests. You are a human being, so you will definitely feel tired... and this unbearable pressure and fatigue for ordinary people is caused by me. your."

"I'm sorry, Gin."

A man who was more tired than anyone else, said to his most trusted subordinate.

"I used to think that giving you enough power and freedom would be my reward for your hard work, but you refused and gave me your most precious thing."

"This is troublesome. I am not a stingy person who will withhold the reward. For this reason, I have to give out more, so that the greedy you can be more satisfied with the reward..."

When hearing this, Gin already sensed something was wrong.

The tone of the BOSS is not about accountability, and it has nothing to do with the rewards and judgments that the high-ranking people should have on the subordinates in power.

He was just stating his thoughts plainly, and was really thinking seriously about how to reward Gin.

Gin is indeed a ravenous beast.

Unbridled and unsatisfactory.

It is difficult to imagine the difficulty of paying a suitable salary for such a subordinate.

But in fact, Qian Mu didn't think about it for too long, the answer had already surfaced in his mind on the way.

"Gin."

The red-haired man smiled and said in an appreciative and encouraging tone: "I will give you all the achievements you have created with your painstaking efforts. Are you willing to accept it?"

"The research department has to stay, the rest is yours, how about it? Oh, there is still one condition, you can't target Vermouth too much, she wants to do anything that doesn't affect the organization, don't stop her, but Rum doesn't matter, it's all up to you."

"This is my deliberate decision. There is no suspicion or adulteration that threatens you. You should feel it. Then, this reward... No, it's a gift."

"Are you willing to accept it?"

"…………!"

The silver-haired man's expression changed in an instant, and this would become his worst gaffe ever.

If this is really a temptation, then Gin may immediately express his heartfelt seriousness, or subconsciously try to figure out the meaning of the boss' words...

But by no means - this kind of reaction.

He disobeyed the boss's order and turned around without authorization.

But the stern eyebrows were lowered, and Qin Jiu never looked directly at the boss's face. The next moment, he bent down without hesitation and knelt down on one knee in front of the red-haired man.

Gin didn't speak for a long time.

Qianmu's dark red eyes stared at his lowered head, feeling both helpless and expected sigh.

Even though this loyal subordinate bowed his head to him, his belief never wavered, let alone compromised—even if the BOSS personally delivered the "gift" to him, he turned a blind eye to it.

It can even be said to be dismissive.

The silver-haired man, who never showed any obvious emotions in front of the boss, was uncharacteristically this time, showing some dissatisfaction nakedly, as if he was still secretly protesting.

This is probably the most euphemistic "disapproval" Gin has ever expressed.

Of course, BOSS is limited.

"……Ugh."

Qian Mu sighed.

Gin may still be thinking at this moment, is the boss finally sick to his head, otherwise how could he think of letting go completely and throwing all the trouble on himself.

Although the truth seemed to be the case, Qian Mu really did not mess around in this matter.

He didn't have much to give to Gin, and he even felt that it was a loss for Gin to give the organization to Gin. After all, he really didn't do anything practical as a boss.

He gave as much as he could, but unexpectedly, his gift was rejected for the first time.

Once again, he underestimated Gin's dedication to his allegiance.

There is an inexplicable premonition that if he insists on forcing gifts, the obedient wolf will immediately change his face and look up, glaring at him with forbearance and condemnation—probably not enough, but if he is more self-willed and loose, it will not be necessarily the case in the future ?

Qian Mu is not afraid of being backlashed, but he still has to consider Gin's mood.

He could only sigh and say, "I'm seriously asking for your opinion. If you really don't want it, then...forget it, I won't force it, and you don't mind."

"I will have no dissatisfaction with your order."

"But you refused my gift, you are angry..."

"Don't dare, there is no such thing, please forgive me."

"I believed it." It's strange to believe it, but Gin has already given him face, and he has to cooperate, "Then I will take this gift back, and I will never have it again. Do you accept it?"

Gin visibly relaxed a little: "Follow your will."

He would rather do the work of the boss in front of the younger brother, but he would not stand up and be the master of the house, right?

Qian Mu wanted to shake his head, but held back, and quietly swallowed the fishy smell welling up in his throat.

"I'm going somewhere far away, maybe away for a few years, maybe never coming back."

The sudden turning point, the content is no longer concealed, and Gin was stunned again.

The silver-haired man wanted to raise his head almost subconsciously, to confirm whether the boss's face was as calm as his tone at the moment. However, the man put the top hat that had almost fallen off before, back on top of his head.

Since he didn't just put it on casually, Qianmu bent down and stretched out his hands carefully to adjust it.

The brim of the hat can just cover the man's icy green eyes, and the silver hair that was caught under the hat is not suitable.

This scene is like returning to the solemn knight appointment ceremony in the past. The knight swears unchanging loyalty to his master, and the master grants him a long sword, and the oath takes effect.

"After I leave, you don't need to try to contact me. When I come back, I will take the initiative to find you."

"It's still the same as before, I'm not here, everything in the organization is up to you."

Qianmu put his hands lightly on the man's shoulders, which was the real encouragement: "If I have...not come back, I hope you can remember one thing."

"I'm more concerned with things that have real value than maintaining crumbling behemoths."

"Although you are a man who is used to wanton behavior and will never be able to settle down in peace... I still hope that you can live as long as possible."

"Be sure, live well, Gin."

Although he could realize something from the increasing strength on his shoulders, Gin was doomed not to know exactly what kind of mood the BOSS was in to give him these instructions.

There is no doubt that Yuan Qianmu is a particularly selfish man.

He clearly knows that for the world, Gin is synonymous with danger and terror for the unfinished script and the hostile protagonists. The only ending for this man is death.

But Qian Mu just wanted Gin to live.

Like yourself who has no value in existence, the longer you live, the better.

"The present gift is naturally much worse than before. Fortunately, it has some meaning. I polished it up myself. You can always accept it, right?"

Qian Mu took out a jewelry box from his pocket, and took out a sapphire brooch that had been modified and adjusted several times and was already extremely delicate.

Gin accepted.

Before accepting it, he, like other people who received the same gift, was keenly aware that it was a gift that could not be refused.

"Well, good." Qian Mu said.

"Take this as a gift. When I come back, there will be a more important gift for you. Then you will reply to me, are you willing to accept it?"

"Do you still like the brooch? Stand up and I'll put it on for you."

Gin got up, and although he still looked down, he finally swept away the red-haired man's face.

As if hit hard, Gin froze.

Qian Mu didn't pay attention to the abnormality of his subordinates.

He found the most suitable position on Gin's black coat, and buttoned the brooch on slowly.

The azure blue of the gem is unexpectedly matched with the black clothes and silver hair, like the sea water with the night as the curtain, flowing mysteriously and gracefully under the moonlight.

The brooch representing eternal life is closely attached to the beating heart of Pang Dong, separated only by a layer of fabric and flesh and blood.

Qian Mu was very satisfied with the matching effect, but Gin himself didn't seem to appreciate it right away.

"...Boss, you need to rest, I will send you—"

"Gin, if you have free time tonight, come and have a drink with me."

Although Qian Mu invited with a smile, his tone did not allow anyone to refuse.

He walked around behind the bar and looked at the full wall of wine bottles with interest. Most of them were wines he didn't know, and there were a few that he knew, because he was close to him.

"If I have the chance, I want to learn how to mix wine. At least it's your BOSS. I don't care about it. If I can't even recognize the name of the wine, I don't know what it tastes like. It's ridiculous to say it."

"Give it a try tonight..."

Qianmu took down several bottles of wine, including "Gin", "Vermouth", and his own "Glendronach". After a last look, he took down a bottle of "Rye".

Of course, he didn't mix several kinds of wine at random when he came up. Beginners just poured out several glasses of wine, added ice, and tasted them one by one.

Across the bar, Gin sitting across from him was unusually silent.

Maybe it's because the wine Qian Mu poured for him didn't suit his taste?

"Don't you like red wine?"

"……is acceptable."

"So you don't like Vermouth?"

"..."

"Get along well, especially when I'm not around."

"…………Yes."

In the end, the two of them drank peacefully for half the night at the bar.

There were a few empty wine glasses in a mess, and the red-haired man propped himself on the bar with one hand, and fell asleep at some point.

Gin was supposed to send the boss back to his residence, but before he acted, he stared at the figure of the red-haired man who was obviously not in touch with "health", his expression gradually became gloomy, and a bloodthirsty sternness quickly flashed in his eyes.

Without hesitation, Gin contacted Belmode while the red-haired man was fast asleep.

"It's so late, what's the matter?" The woman who was interrupted had a very unfriendly tone, and even suspected that Gin did it on purpose, "Not everyone likes to go out at night like you."

Gin indifferently blocked the hostility in the woman's words, and said bluntly: "In 10 minutes, I want to see you appear, and the boss will be taken care of by you, so there must be no more mistakes."

Belmode frowned: "Who allowed you to use the tone of command... Wait, you said BOSS? Have you met the BOSS?"

After a slight pause, the sleepy woman woke up instantly. When she noticed a certain detail, her heart throbbed without warning.

"-Mishap? Speak clearly, Gin, what happened to the boss?!"

Gin didn't bother to explain to the woman whose voice became sharper on the phone, lest the woman go crazy before she knew about it. If she wanted to go crazy, she had to wait until the important person in front of her was properly settled.

Belmode couldn't wait for the answer after asking, so he hung up the phone directly, and he arrived within 10 minutes.

After seeing the current appearance of the BOSS, the blond woman stood frozen in place for a few minutes before waking up.

But she obviously didn't really wake up, her beautiful face seemed to be completely frozen, and her pace had never been so slow, as if there was a bubble in front of her that she wanted to approach but didn't dare to approach.

In the end it was inevitable.

She raised her trembling hand for some reason, and caressed the man's red hair hesitantly and cherishingly.

When the man fell asleep, his head rested on his elbows, unconsciously folded, as if he wanted to curl himself into a warm and non-glare place, only the small half of his face from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his mouth was exposed outside.

Belmode touched his head with almost no force, and helped him brush back the sideburns that had slid down to his eyelids and put them behind his ears. Finally, he used his cold fingertips that were blown by the wind while driving fast, Gently touch the man's pale cheek.

The temperature of the skin she touched was cooler than her fingertips, as if she was touching a white jade object that was beautiful but without life.

"...!"

As if frightened, Belmode withdrew his fingers abruptly.

She forced herself to withdraw her eyes that were almost sinking into the dead sea, and the heartache and sadness faded away when she looked up, replaced by the anger that wished to tear someone's life apart.

"R·y·e..."

"Zhu Xing Da!"

Even if she was worried about waking up the sleeping person, Belmode had the consciousness to control the volume, but she couldn't control the murderous aura of a certain person's name when she pronounced it through gritted teeth. If the owner of this name was in front of her, it was hard to imagine that she would do something.

Rye's false reporting was discovered.

It's embarrassing - the damned guy can drag this far!

Both Belmode and Gin can guess that no matter what motive Rye has forcibly handing in false information for more than a year, the meaning of BOSS is indispensable in this, and this may even be the direct interference of BOSS on Rye , Let Rye hide his true situation.

—but so what?

Whether Rye obeys orders or has other plans, they don't care.

Because Rye still disobeyed their orders, he didn't even know that his stupid concealment had made an irreparable big mistake!

Can't blame BOSS, it can only be Rye's mistake.

Rye, Zhu Xingda, must pay the price for his betrayal - even in their hearts, the life of this stupid person is not comparable to that person's life at all!

Belmode already knew what Gin meant for her to come over, so he was very good and very supportive.

She would love to work with Gin again.

"Gin, don't be too quick to start, it's not interesting enough to die too soon, don't forget to catch him alive, I still have to chat with him."

Gin snorted coldly, and left without agreeing or refusing, with an almost substantive cold killing intent around him.

Belmode acquiesced that he agreed, and now she only needs to bring the BOSS home and take good care of it, and leave the other things to this mad dog who was completely enraged.

Once again, I sincerely hope that Gin can control his temper and not let Rye die too quickly.

……

Just after nightfall, Akai Shuichi suddenly received an email from Ketor.

Ketor has almost never contacted him by email, but when they first met, they had been exchanging text messages, basically never making phone calls, and seeing each other occasionally.

After two years of reunion, they met every day for a period of time. After leaving the nursing home, it was Akai Shuichi who took the initiative to come to the door. From the home where Miyano Shiho was, or the research institute where only one person was there, Ketor was taken away with his bare hands. dig it out.

During this period of time, the number of times Ketor took the initiative to contact him was zero-except for this time when he was out of his head.

Akai Hideichi is going to come quietly, and wants to tell Ketor in advance of his prepared plan.

Working with his colleagues from America, he used what he had learned about Gin over the years to prepare a trap specifically for Gin.

The message and the bait have all been set up, and they are waiting for Gin to enter the trap after confirming the authenticity.

Akai Shuichi has been lurking in the organization for three years, and he has not yet risen to the position he is aiming at. He is far away from the whereabouts of his father and the mysterious "that gentleman". James wanted to persuade him to wait and catch Gin. The action was still too risky, but he refused it very decisively.

He already knew the biggest secret of the organization's secret research, and obtained a lot of important research materials. Just these harvests are big profits. A harvest beyond imagination.

What Shuichi Akai is not afraid of most is crazy gambling, weighing the pros and cons, he thinks it is worth a gamble.

Even if he loses the bet, it's not a loss, what he really wants to take away are Ketor and Miyano Shiho.

The reason he used to convince his superiors was the self-worth of these two researchers who knew the secrets of the organization. However, for him, as long as they could be free, it was a "victory" won by his own risk.

Miyano Shiho should be willing to leave, Ketor probably won't agree, but it doesn't matter, given Ketor's current physical condition, he is not his opponent, and it is useless to try to oppose him... You can consider taking him away directly.

As if nothing had happened, the FBI came to the vicinity of Ketor's research institute, thinking about the rather dangerous content, but found that the situation was not right.

In front of the institute where not many people passed by in the past, suddenly there was a group of people, and the necessary intersection was blocked by fire trucks, and the scene was quite noisy.

Akai Hideichi smelled something bad, and after squeezing into the crowd of spectators, he realized that Ketor's research institute had been burned to ruins, and the firefighters had just put out the fire.

——Fortunately, except for property damage, there were no casualties. When the fire broke out, the owner of the institute was not inside.

The FBI only relaxed for a moment, and then realized something was wrong.

He came to the institute at noon, and Ketor fell asleep in the laboratory. With Ketor's current sleepiness habit, he would not wake up at least until night, and he would not leave the institute.

Could it be that something happened...or did Ketor just have a temporary business and just left early?

Just as he was thinking uneasily, Ketor's mail arrived.

【Gin suspects you, I'll give you half a night, take what you found, and disappear quickly. 】

"... Ketor?"

Sweeping through the entire content of the email at a glance, Akai Hideichi couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes, and at the same time, countless thoughts swirled in his mind, none of which involved the good aspects.

How did Ketor know that Gin suspected him?And the phrase "half night time"...

If Gin had already suspected his identity, then it was impossible to wait half a night, that man would clean him up first before he knew the danger was coming.

The most likely scenario is that there is no suspicion [now], but Gin may meet with Ketor, and as long as they meet, the falsehood he made up before will be revealed on the spot, which will attract Gin's suspicion.

The reason for Ketor's sudden departure from the institute, the reason for the sudden email... It all makes sense when explained in this way.

A bit of remorse could already be seen from the FBI's frowning brows.

He thought that his plan was laid out fast enough, and he would definitely be able to catch up with Ketor's passing time, but he ignored the possibility that the organization might take the lead.

He wanted to rescue his partner, but was informed of the danger in advance by his partner who was in crisis, and bought him precious time to escape...

Did the plan just fail?

He can only regretfully take the intelligence materials Ketor gave him, leave his friends and family behind, and flee back to his country in embarrassment?

It seems that it is a cruel reality that cannot be accepted and must be accepted.

However, after a short silence, Akai Shuichi suddenly put away his mobile phone, and left silently from the crowd still surrounding the research institute.

In the precious time that Ketor desperately bought for him, Akai Shuichi did two things in total.

The first thing is to contact the colleagues who are still doing a rehearsal to capture Gin, modify the plan, and advance the time of the capture plan to late tonight. The location can remain the same, but the "bait" that attracted Gin must be changed.

The second thing is for him to act as the "bait" and wait for Gin's arrival at the place where the trap is.

After Gin met Ketor and saw his appearance, he immediately suspected that he was acting in a false manner, and suspected that he had come into contact with the important and confidential "Rye".

With the character of that man, he must not want to delay for a moment, and will wipe out "Rye" tonight.

As the most perfect "bait", Akai Shuichi still made the decision to give it a go on the eve of the approach of the bloody wolf.

As long as he lures Gin away in time, the wolf with a higher priority may not immediately deal with Ketor.

As long as the plan goes well and Gin successfully steps into the trap, Ketor's safety can be further guaranteed.

——So, this has become a life-and-death gamble that must go all out.

The man who was already at the trap location held down the headset, and after saying the action began, he calmly turned off the contact temporarily.

He hid in a certain room of the unfinished building, sitting under a window with only a concrete frame, slowly wiping the loaded sniper rifle, his face hidden in the heavy shadow under the moonlit night.

Shuichi Akai took off the cufflinks that he would wear on purpose every time he saw Ketor, and handed them over to Kamel for safekeeping.

Before bringing Gin here, Ketor might have been killed casually by a man—it's not that he didn't think of this possibility, and his colleagues had already reminded him tactfully.

Putting down the sniper rifle, the black-haired man lit a cigarette that he was about to quit, looked up at the faintly visible moon shadow outside the window, and calmly took a puff.

"Is it very likely...? You have to take a gamble to know the result."

"My odds of winning the bet, fiftyfifty."

……

Qian Mu, who had never had a dream, suddenly had a dream.

In the dream, he fell from a high place, passing through the clouds with almost no support, away from the stars, the sun and the moon that were shining by his side.

The light that shone into his eyes disappeared, and the warmth that covered his body disappeared. He suddenly fell into the darkness, and there was nothing around him. As he fell deeper and deeper, the cold he felt also increased.

It became difficult to breathe under the cover of frost and snow, his body was so cold that he couldn't help shivering, and he turned his head to look down as much as possible, and there was still a dark, bottomless hollow below.

But he knew that the abyss had an end, and he would definitely fall. Perhaps his body was torn apart by the wind during the process, and the remaining flesh and blood were finally shattered into ugly foam in the huge earthquake.

He grew desperate for the bottoming that he didn't know when it would come.

At this time, in the abyss, the "voice" of the script echoed:

——Do you regret it?If I had known that it would be so painful to take the initiative to die tragically, it would be a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than death gently embracing you, and you should not have made a random decision back then.

—Want to turn back?The price you paid is far beyond what you can bear. You will never think highly of yourself and be stubborn anymore. Stop now. Although you can't change the ending, you can at least...

--relief.

The script seduced him, throwing out the "relief" he wanted most at this time.

so close.

If he didn't actually have the feeling of "fear", he would almost be tempted.

Qian Mu's ridicule in the dream is more merciless than in reality.

He said sorry, he is not a fool, whoever wants to be liberated will get liberated.

His connection with this world is getting deeper and deeper, to the point that it is no longer himself, but the character "Yuan Qianmu" written by the script.

It's very different from dying in the first world and then being resurrected in the real world.

If he died of illness according to the "arrangement" of the script, then he really died.

He will die in this world with no hope of resurrection.

The script is speechless.

'You are tired, at least in your dreams, you can stay a little longer and enjoy a little more peace. '

As if asking and answering himself, Qian Mu replied: "Thank you for your kindness, but I am very picky, and my dreams are not peaceful enough to meet my standards." '

Death is the most peaceful.

So, after he died, come to rest.

The ridiculous dream was shattered, and Qian Mu was finally able to wake up.

"........."

It was so sudden.

Back to a room that I haven't been back for a long time.

The fingers only trembled subconsciously, and Qian Mu stopped still.

Someone was pulling his left hand, which had taken off the glove, with moderate force.

Not heavy means that the force will not affect his sleep, and not light means that after he wakes up, under this restriction, he cannot quietly pull out his fingers at all.

The slender hands that have been admired and amazed by countless men and women are holding him, and they don't dislike the disgusting and ugly scalds on his palms. The two cold hands overlap, and it seems that there is a deep warmth that can be conveyed.

He opened his eyes, as if deliberately trying to get the sleepiness to subside completely, and then turned his head to look at the woman sitting sideways on the bed.

He also used this position when looking after a sick little girl with brown hair.

Feng Shui took turns, and now it was his turn to be taken care of by Belmode. The only thing that can be thankful is that he should have only slept for half the night and did not let the woman wait for too long.

The woman's soft golden curly hair fell in front of her eyes, she leaned over slightly, and with her free right hand resting on a handkerchief, she stroked his forehead, gently wiping off the cold sweat that had slightly wetted her red hair.

"I'm sorry." Qian Mu looked directly into her eyes without avoiding it.

Belmode paused slightly.

Qian Mu could clearly see the softness in her blue eyes, but without waiting to see more, the woman with excellent acting skills curled her lips the next moment, as if she wanted to break the overly depressing atmosphere with a joke she was accustomed to.

"I thought you would either pretend nothing happened, or keep silent until I complained enough."

"Because, what I do is...even if I accept complaints, I can't offset the wrong things