【Yaji】The road is full of thorns

The morning light is faint.

After passing through the dilapidated but still complicated streets and alleys, the three of them arrived at the base of the funeral home 5 minutes later.

In the empty corridor, there were only the footsteps of three people walking, Ji and Qi followed behind Ya, and no one spoke.

The door opens into the war room.

The quadrant in front of the monitoring platform raised its head and looked at the leader who appeared: "The situation is getting worse, Ya."

Numerous projection screens popped up, and dense images and data were transmitted.

"The guys from GHQ have occupied the underground parking lot in the East District." In the communicator, the sentry held up a binoculars, spying secretly on the white team, "I don't know who sent the news that it is safe there, and there are about a hundred people who have taken refuge nearby. The perpetrator was arrested." When he said this, the other party paused, and then continued, but the tone of this sentence was obviously heavier than before. among them."

Ayase is a genius girl in mecha operation and the strongest output of the funeral club, but she is still slightly inferior in front of Daryl.

And Ya, after hearing the news, was obviously not that worried, instead, a strange smile appeared on his face, "Kaleidoscope?"

Just what he needed.

"Ya, regarding this kind of sudden incident," Quarterly, the military adviser of the funeral club, pushed his glasses, a glint of inquiry flashed in his deep eyes, he looked at the inexplicably confident leader, and calmly persuaded, " In view of the disparity in combat power, the rescue operation is too risky, I suggest retreating now."

But Ya glanced at him, and said calmly, "No, you can't just ignore death."

"This is not an emergency, but God helps me."

A dazzling light burst out from the leader's eyes.

"Tell everyone that we are now going to annihilate the white team and rescue the residents of the fortress!" Chiu Shenya slightly raised his head and looked at his companions standing in twos and threes, his handsome face was covered with a clear smile, "Besides, this time we're no longer operating in secret—"

"I want to take this opportunity to announce the existence of the funeral home—"

"Let's do it!"

The audience was silent for a second, and then it became noisy like a boiling oil pan.

"Great!"

"I've thought so for a long time!"

"Must kill them by surprise!"

Everyone's faces were full of eagerness to fight, and they didn't flinch or hesitate.This is not only their trust in their leader, but also their pride in the cause they have fought together.

Ji stood behind him, and couldn't help looking at him, as if looking at his glowing profile.

This person himself is like the sun, attracting others to approach, making people fall for it unconsciously.

According to legend, he is born with the temperament of a leader.

Suddenly realizing something, Ji Weiwei turned his eyes away, and blushed indiscernibly.

What is he thinking.

How could he find this person dazzling.

He hated blondes the most.

"Ya, don't you want to introduce me?" Sifenyi noticed the young man following behind him, pushed his glasses, and asked.

As soon as he asked, the people around fell silent, staring at the man curiously.

Ya paused, and said: "He is Ying Manji, from now on, we will deploy around him."

"Eh? Why..."

"It doesn't look like anything special."

"If you want to say something special, she looks good."

Everyone whispered, or laughed or joked, but there was no malice.

"In today's battle, I will let everyone see his ability." Ya said calmly, "Everyone will naturally understand."

Now that Yadu has already said so, everyone will wait and see.

There are still three hours before the battle begins.

Everyone who hadn't slept all night was already a little tired. After Ya made the rotation arrangements, he turned and looked at Ji: "Follow me."

Ji followed him out of the war room and through countless corridors—from this point of view, the Undertaker's base is indeed terrifyingly large.

Arriving at what looked like an apartment floor, Yau opened a room and the two walked in.

Set look around, simple bed table window cabinet with attached small bathroom.Although simple, traces of human life can be seen everywhere.

"There are still two hours, you rest here first, when the time comes, Qi will call you." Ya said.

Ji looked at him, "Is this your room?"

Ya nodded without trying to hide it.

Ji asked: "Is there no room?" Who would let someone enter his private area so easily.

"Funeral agencies have developed to this day, and it is no longer easy to recruit people. Naturally, they will not always prepare a place for people to rest," Ya said. "Resources are limited, so there are many vacant rooms, but there are no extra beds. .”

Set silence.

Ya then said, "Hurry up and have a good rest." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Aren't you resting?" Ji couldn't help asking.He must have stayed up all night just like himself.

"I still have things to do." Ya said lightly.

Ji frowned, but didn't speak after all.

Although he subconsciously believes that the other party's overloaded work style is very undesirable, he knows that he has no position to condemn or correct the other party's behavior.

But Ya seemed to understand his thoughts, and frowned, "Are you worried about me?"

Ji denied it flatly, "No."

There was a little smile in Ya's eyes, "Okay."

Ji: "..." He didn't seem to believe it.

Ya left, Ji took off his coat and shoes, carefully sat on the edge of the bed, just about to lift the quilt to go to bed, when he suddenly saw his dirty trousers, he was a little hesitant.

His bed is so clean, he gets dirty...

Ji hesitated for a moment, reached out to take off his outer pants, and got into the quilt.

For a moment, he was surrounded by the smell of that person.

So relieved.

Really like.

What is he thinking.Ji was vaguely aware of his "bad" thoughts, but his mind was stuck by drowsiness, unable to struggle, and slowly, slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, there are gentle hands gliding through my hair.

The intoxicated smile makes people chase after him involuntarily.

"Triton!" The boy threw himself on the bed with the pillow in his arms, quickly lifted the quilt and got next to the man, and hugged him contentedly, "It's so warm."

"Ji," Triton said helplessly, but smiled, "Didn't you turn on the heater?"

"Hey, but there is no heating in the bed." The boy opened his big round eyes, looked at Triton innocently, and narrowed his eyes happily like a kitten, "Besides, it's nice to be around Triton." Rest assured."

"I'm turning off the lights."

The room darkened in an instant, Ji hugged Triton's arm, opened his sleepless eyes, "Triton, your hair is so shiny." It was golden, and still shimmering in the dim light.

"Well, Ji's eyes are also very bright," Triton covered his eyes in distress, and the itching of his eyelashes fluttering from his palm made him unable to bear a brisk smile on his face.

"Don't cover my eyes." Ji tried to push his hand away, "That way I won't be able to see you."

"Otherwise, Ji can't sleep well." Triton leaned closer, and put a soft kiss on those eyes through his palm, "Go to sleep, Ji."

Like the words of a curse, drowsiness came to mind, Ji gradually calmed down, and his breathing gradually became even.

Triton let go of his hand and wrapped it around his back, closing his eyes.

Good dreams.

"set."

"set?"

The calling sounds from far to near, bringing Ji back to reality from the sweet dream.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and the person in front of him changed from blurry to clear.

"Ya..." Ji rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, and the quilt slipped from his waist.

Ya paused for a moment, imperceptibly, with suspicious redness at the base of his ears, "It's time to gather."

"Well, shouldn't it be Qi who came to call me?" Ji regained consciousness, and while lifting the quilt, he looked at Ya suspiciously.

Ya didn't speak, but his eyes were a little hot.

Only then did Ji realize something.

He... doesn't seem to be wearing pants.

The young man with bare white legs and only a shirt covering the heels of his upper body looked half awake, surprisingly clear.

Ji couldn't help shrinking his legs, and his face turned red.

"I'm just..." Ji hurriedly explained, before he could finish speaking, the people in front of him had already suppressed him.

The legs were invaded, the shoulders were pressed, and he was trapped in the soft quilt, and the scorching breath sprayed on the face.

Ji was stunned for a while, turned his face away awkwardly, and finished speaking in a low voice: "...I'm afraid that your bed will be dirty."

Ya didn't know if he was listening to him, but his voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were blazing.

"Ji...you are making people commit crimes..."

Whoever sees the person he loves lying on his bed with such a seductive and unknowing look will not be able to hold back.And Ya is even more impossible.

This is the lover he has been suffering for ten years and hasn't seen in ten years...

What's more, he heard Ji calling his name in a low voice just now in his sleep.

Ya could hardly hold back, and pressed against the young man's delicate ear, sniffing and kissing him lightly.

Ji moved his hand and pushed him gently, "Don't do this..." His voice trembled, his cheeks were clouded with red, his eyes were dodgy, and he didn't dare to meet Ya.

God, once he was hugged by this person, even his bones were going to soften, and he couldn't think of resisting at all.

why why.

Ji suddenly turned his face and stared at Ya, "Did we know each other before?"

After a pause, the tip of their noses faced each other, as if even the air was still.

After a long time, Ya's lips moved slightly, "Yes."

He admitted it.

What's not to admit?

Fragments of memory surfaced again.Ji's head burst into pain again.

"Don't think about it, Ji." Ya's voice was deep and deep, carrying many things that Ji didn't understand and didn't know.He held Ji's cheeks tightly, forcing him to look into his eyes, "Look at the present, Ji, look at me. Don't think about it, it's enough for us now, Ji, it's enough for me."