Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

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"..."

Qian Mu once thought about how the woman would react when she finally found out the truth.

There must be some sadness. For others, will it be like the anger when he learned that he was in a coma before?Or would he be hurt by his concealment and cast a cold and disappointed look at him?

Definitely more of a disappointment.Qian Mu thought.

What he did will break the heart of those who really care about him, although he has an explainable reason - it's useless to tell her, it will only add another anxious and painful person to the world, she doesn't need to endure this torture.

With such a good reason, Qian Mu still felt lonely.

It must be because I don't want to see the inevitable "disappointment" from Belmode's eyes.

That's why he stared at it so bluntly, his gaze was unbiased, and he was ready to accept the consequences of his willfulness.

But, not found.

Is Belmode's acting skills too good? Qian Mu couldn't find the emotion he guessed.

He also guessed, maybe even worse, Belmode was already disappointed in him, and it was because she no longer cared about him that she didn't care about his behavior.

Such consequences... are also acceptable.

Qian Mu thought.

——Then, he embraced the woman.

"Do you know, you are really good at resolving my anger, and then turning complaints into unresolved heartache." Belmode's voice was close to his ear, and neither of them could see the other's expression.

"The look in your eyes now... is like a small animal that suddenly couldn't find its home. How could it not? Am I right here?"

"I will always support all your decisions, right, wrong, willful, and hurt yourself... You have looked at me like this, how can I object? If I don't agree with you, no Believe in your choice, is there anyone who can support you unconditionally?"

No.

No more.

No matter what crazy decision he made—even if this decision he made would bring him a fearful death, the only person who was willing to believe in him unconditionally was this woman.

The "things" that were shattered not long ago seem to have the possibility to be put back together because of the existence of the woman.

The messy and intertwined lines in his empty heart seemed to have faded a lot because of this.

"I……"

Qian Mu was silent for a long time.

Belmode also hugged him for a long time.

"..."

"I have nothing to do with small animals."

"...Oh, this is what I wanted to talk about. Alright, the BOSS is already a mature and outstanding man. He can wear a windbreaker to show off his aura long ago. He is much more handsome than that man who can only scare people in a black windbreaker. A lot."

"Since that's the case, don't use a coaxing tone...Gin promised to get along with you, how about you?"

"That man agreed? Haha, do you believe it? Then I'll take it for your sake...be sure next time."

"..."

"Don't talk about spoilers." Belmode sat upright nonchalantly, "Although it's still a while before dawn, it won't affect much. Do you want to get up early for breakfast? I'll make it for you, because I'm worried that you may go home at any time , Fresh ingredients will be delivered here every day.”

"It's not dawn yet."

Qian Mu didn't want to miss the breakfast made by Belmode himself, but after getting up slowly, he was forced—not very forced, to remember something that would still be a disappointment.

He glanced at the script and found that something was wrong.

"...Did Gin go after Rye?"

The blond woman who carefully helped him up slowly turned her head and gave him a beautiful but irrepressible smile: "What do you think?"

Qian Mu: "..."

Belmode casually said: "Gin's movements are too slow, and he hasn't caught anyone for so long. But it's also possible that the man forgot all about the appointment with me, and killed Zhu Xingda in a fit of rage Bar."

Having said that, Belmode still smiled unchanged: "What's the matter, do you want to rescue your comrades who fought side by side against us?"

"...Zhu Xing must not die. If he dies, it will affect me."

What Qian Mu gave was the official reason.

He is already unable to support under the current "price". If an important plot character suddenly dies suddenly, needless to say, he will die immediately.

Akai Shuichi must live.

……so.

The organization BOSS tipped off the enemy undercover a few hours in advance. This undercover, who is said to be the "trump card", can't run away, and now he is almost killed by the enraged Gin?

Thanks Belmode, thanks Akai Shuichi.

With the help of these two people successively, Qian Mu seemed to have taken a few steps back from the upside-down cliff, and his whole person became much more normal. Popularity comes out of that familiar high blood pressure.

At that time, high blood pressure was not a serious problem, but now it is not. Qianmu closed his eyes and calmed down a little.

Although Belmode didn't understand what he meant by "it will affect me", since he said that, she would support him unconditionally as in the foreword.

However, there is one more problem.

"Since Zhu Xing can't die, then just call Gin back, you don't have to go there yourself..."

"Yeah, it's written clearly, Zhu Xing will not die, I don't have to go there in person."

Belmode didn't understand Qian Mu's soliloquy, and he didn't understand why he showed a very weird smile after the soliloquy.

It's like being about to get another interesting victory, the joy of having fooled [Annoying Fate].

"Whoever can't write will go, of course I will go."

"Well, I also want to say goodbye to him personally."

Still talking to himself strangely.

Belmode was surprised for a moment, but still had no objection.

What Rye, what Zhu Xingda?Don't care if you don't hear about it, just keep grudges in your heart.

As for the BOSS personally leading the most beloved woman to backstab the second-in-command, and rescue the undercover who was hunted down by the second-in-command—ha, it’s Gin who worked so hard to hunt down the undercover and not her, as long as the BOSS is happy.

Belmode resolutely became the driver, not giving the BOSS a chance to find a reason to send her away: "I'll ask where Gin is..."

"You don't need to ask, I know where Zhu Xingda is."

Qian Mu no longer hides something special in front of Belmode, the script is to be used at this time.

Belmode's doubts deepened, but he did not rush to ask, and drove Qianmu to the vicinity of Akai Shuichi's hiding place.

After getting off the car, Qian Mu didn't let her follow.

"I'll just go."

"But……"

"Believe me."

The red-haired man was dressed in black. Under the night that was still as thick as ink, his figure seemed to be submerged in the dark color of the building behind him. He was thin and dim, almost unreal.

He smiled at the blond woman.

Belmode is destined to never forget this dazzling smile in the dark.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say a thousand words, but was blocked by the man's smile.

In the end, the helpless Belmode could only wait downstairs, watching the red-haired man walk up the stairs built outdoors, grabbing the handrails, and going up layer by layer.

The sound gradually faded away.

And the woman's mood seemed to be torn apart along with the sound of broken and distant footsteps.

...

The number of floors in this building is not too many, and ordinary people can climb the stairs slowly, and they can go up in 10 minutes.

But for a man who is exhausted and on the verge of death, the cascading stairs in front of him are a series of difficult ups and downs. Every time he takes a difficult step, a sliver of life will flow along the chain and will not return.

As if blocked by fate.

There is no need for anything else, just the cruelest reality in front of him and under his feet is enough to dissuade him.

"Hoo... ha, ha..."

The red-haired man grabbed the rusty iron handrail next to the stairs, only the gloves were scratched, his palm was not scratched, but on the back of the hand under the glove, the skin was so white that it was almost transparent, unhealthy light blue blood vessels protruded and spread to the The slightly trembling elbow seemed to be roaring silently and ferociously.

He didn't know whether it was cold or hot sweat, and he was drenched while gasping for breath. He was only halfway up the stairs, and he became a wretched drowning person.

But he kept his head up all the time, his slightly trembling and whitish mouth curled up in a mocking and distorted arc, and his cold, cloudy eyes stared straight up, at the end of every step.

He did not allow himself to bow to the dark sky, to the indifferent fate.

The heavy body dragged along several times and wanted to stop, but was firmly held by the arm that was holding onto the handrail tightly. No matter how shaky it was, the pain in the chest seemed to explode, and even the heart suddenly had a few moments of pain. No more jumping... The red-haired man will quickly regroup, stabilize his body that is about to collapse, and go up a ladder.

——Until, he finally got his wish and climbed to the roof of the original building that [never arrived].