Repeatedly jumping on the edge of death

An Yi froze, glanced at Shi Lian who was sitting by the bed, and said, "I'm going out for a while."

Shi Lian followed An Yi's voice and raised his head: "What are you doing?"

"There is a mission."

The air was still for three seconds before Shi Lian slowly opened his mouth: "Is there any danger?"

An Yi checked the information given by 07, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Maybe."

"Do I have to go?" Shi Lian asked.

"Yes."

Shi Lian was stunned for half a minute, and finally said in a stuttering voice: "Then...be careful."

After everything was ready, An Yi closed the door and went to the base. As soon as the elevator opened, An Yi froze for a moment. There were a large number of people he had never seen before.

"07, am I from the right place?" An Yi doubted his own mind a little.

"No problem, the location is correct." 07 replied.

An Yi walked past these people sideways. Fortunately, he saw a familiar face as soon as he went out.

"Are there any new tasks?" Funing put down the report in his hand and looked at An Yi.

An Yi let out a breath in his heart, it seemed that he was right: "Well, I just sent it."

"be careful."

"understood."

Entering the elevator, Fu Ning glanced at An Yi, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but all the changes in his expression were covered by plain glasses, Fu Ning leaned against the corner of the elevator with his head down.

Today's task is not difficult, but the distance is relatively long. With all the equipment, An Yi went directly to the underground garage. The motorcycle that has been useless has been covered with dust, and it took more than half an hour to clean it.

There's no way, if I don't clean it, I won't be able to go there. This executive will really arrange a new task for me.

Shi Lian was at home. It was alright at first. After all, it was a mission, and it didn’t matter if it took longer. But the longer the time dragged on, the more anxious I became, and the little light that my eyes could only see gradually dimmed.

An Yi next to him didn't even have any appetite for the things he had prepared, and he only thought that An Yi would come back soon.

But he sat from morning to afternoon, there was no sound in the room, the window was still open, and the cold wind in the afternoon blew directly along the window.

Shi Lian didn't want to close the window, because he would not be able to hear An Yi coming home, he really wanted to call An Yi, but he didn't dare, he could only sit in the dark room and wait quietly .

At first, the sound of sparse cars passing by outside could still be heard, but after a long time, nothing could be heard outside, only the cold wind came in unscrupulously through the windows.

The temperature in the room was very low, and Shi Lian's hands were stiff, but he didn't want to think about it at all right now, he just hoped that An Yi could come back soon.

Shi Lian sat on the bed, the clock on the wall kept ticking, and he started to think wildly in his heart, nervous, fearful, fear, constantly circling in his heart.

I don't know if my prayers worked, or God looked at him with pity, and finally at midnight, with the ringing of the clock, the door downstairs finally opened.

Even though he couldn't see anything, Shilian's excited eyes flashed a gleam. An Yi, who thought Shilian had already fallen asleep, was passing by the door when suddenly a gust of cold wind came from the crack in the door .

An Yi frowned slightly, opened the door softly and walked in. As soon as he entered, the cold wind poured straight into his neck, An Yi shivered, and looked at Shi Lian who was sitting on the bed.

Doesn't this person know how to close the window?

Thinking about it, he stepped forward and quickly closed the window to make the temperature in the room a bit higher, walked to Shi Lian's side, and when he was about to pull up the quilt, Shi Lian stretched out his hand and grabbed An Yi's wrist.

"Are you injured? Where are you injured?" When An Yi approached, Shi Lian could smell a faint smell of blood. Although it had been treated, it could still be smelled. Unavoidably, Shi Lian became nervous.

The corners of An Yi's lips twitched slightly. He had already bathed in the base, so why did he still smell: "No injury, it's not my blood."

Hearing what An Yi said, Shi Lian breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't let go of An Yi's hand.

Seeing Shi Lian like this, when An Yi was about to let Shi Lian let go, he saw the corners of Shi Lian's lips trembling slightly, and after a while, he opened his mouth: "An Yi."

"En." An Yi responded.

Shi Lian lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly: "Actually, I'm very afraid that you will leave me."

The voice was neither loud nor low, but it was deafening to An Yi's ears, tearing his scalp, An Yi was stunned, let go of his hand from time to time, and gently pulled An Yi's cuff, his arm seemed to lose strength The same, crumbling.

"I don't even dare to think about what will happen to me if you leave me now." Shi Lian lowered his head even more: "My mother is recuperating abroad, Su An died, and the only person closest to me is you gone."

An Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, his body trembled slightly, his mouth was half-opened, and his throat choked: "Where's Jiang Zhe?"

Shi Lian's voice was still terrible, and he smiled wryly: "He has his own family and doesn't care about mine."

An Yi closed his mouth and looked at Shi Lian.

"I don't know what you liked when I was such a bastard before, but now, I know that I was wrong. I'm afraid that you will leave me, I'm afraid that I won't hear your voice, and I'm afraid that you hate me."

Shi Lian's voice paused.

"I'm in love with you... An Yi, stay here."·

Speaking of the latter part, Shi Lian's voice was so small that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully. It wasn't because he was shy and couldn't speak, but because his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make it when he wanted to.

Shi Lian's head rested on the back of An Yi's hand, An Yi could feel the back of his hand was slightly moist, seeing Shi Lian like this, An Yi's heart finally softened.

Shilian's love is too clumsy, just like a newborn chick, clumsy is a bit ridiculous.

But this ridiculous love, in An Yi's view, is Shi Lian's greatest achievement to himself.

Shi Lian is so silly that he wants to give everything to himself, but he obviously doesn't need these things, but Shi Lian just gives himself everything he can think of.

An Yi let out a soft snort, stepped forward and took Shi Lian into her arms, Shi Lian was also startled.

Although there was a very faint smell of blood, the original scent of roses on An Yi's body suppressed the nausea of ​​blood.

An Yi didn't speak, just hugged her lightly, and after a while, she pulled out a blanket from the side and put it on Shi Lian's shoulders.

"Sir, the temperature will cool down tonight, remember not to catch a cold."

The warmth of the blanket flowed down the back into the palm of the hand, Shi Lian clutched the corner of the blanket, lowered his head: "Can you forgive me?"

Like a child begging for forgiveness.

An Yi's whole body trembled even more. He had never dared to imagine such a low-key Shilian.

Shi Lian was begging him, begging him to forgive, begging him to forgive what he had done before, An Yi paused, pulled Shi Lian's hand that was hanging beside him, lifted it up, and tapped the back of his hand lightly with his lips.

"Sir, I forgive you."

long ago.