What's in the depths II

When Yunqian came out of the shower, he saw An Yan was still sitting on the sofa wiping his wet hair while reading the autopsy report.

The aroma of shampoo spread in the air, and the clear white light set off An Yan's red lips and fair skin, which was as fresh and elegant as a hibiscus emerging from water.

Yunqian's throat moved, but he didn't speak, and sat quietly on the bed, holding the towel in his hands, but his small eyes glanced at An Yan from time to time.

Looking at it from this angle, one can clearly see his delicate collarbone slightly exposed under his slightly opened bathrobe.

10 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour passed, and An Yan held the three pages and read them alive for half an hour.

Or rather, he was also hesitating on how to speak.

Sometimes, the Cold War is like this, no one brought it up first, it just happened inexplicably.

Yunqian looked at it for a while and found it boring. He pulled off the bathrobe and looked at his swollen and purple knee. It still hurt so bad that he couldn't help but gasp when he touched it lightly.

He really didn't mean it, but he was captured sensitively by An Yan.

After a day, An Yan finally took the initiative to speak:

"Don't rub it, it will accumulate blood."

Yunqian was stunned for a moment, and slowly raised his head to find out. At this time, a dark shadow fell in front of his eyes, and the familiar aroma came overwhelmingly.

An Yan handed over a towel in his hand, and the towel was steaming visibly to the naked eye.

"Hot compress, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, heals quickly."

Yunqian glanced at him: "No need, I can't die anyway."

An Yan didn't want him to talk nonsense, and directly pressed the hot towel on Yunqian's knees. The slightly hot warmth quickly circulated through the whole body like an electric current, and finally hit Yunqian's fragile heart.

At that moment, Yun Qian raised his hand and pressed An Yan's hand.

An Yan raised his head, and the two of them looked at each other, eyes full of affection, and then saw Yunqian's small mouth curled up, as if he could open his mouth wide and howl in the next second.

"Don't you want me?"

An Yan's eyes dodged, and he withdrew his hand: "What stupid things are you talking about, let's go to sleep after a while."

Yunqian still stubbornly grabbed his hand again: "Why is there a cold war, I don't like it."

cold war?An Yan never thought of having a cold war with him, because a cold war hurts more than a heated and explosive quarrel;

cold war?I just left him alone for a whole day, and it seemed that I was indeed in a cold war.

But what's more, is the sense of inferiority that has been hidden deep in my heart.

Last night when I was passing by the toy section at the supermarket, I saw beautiful Barbie dolls, so I carefully selected one that looked like Xiyuan, thinking that she must be very happy to receive the gift, but When he saw Yunqian chatting enthusiastically with a tall man with Xiyuan in his arms, he had an illusion for a moment. This really looked like a harmonious family. Most importantly, that man was Bai Sifan.

From him, we can see a bright future, and we know that with him, hope will not easily fail.

"There's no cold war, don't worry too much, I'm tired and want to sleep." After finishing speaking, An Yan got up and climbed into his own bed.

"I'm slow. If you do something wrong, tell me, and I will correct it." Yunqian's tone even had a hint of begging, even crying, "I don't want to lose you."

Hearing what Yunqian said, An Yan didn't have any intention of comforting him. This kind of Yunqian even made him a little scared, fearing that he had completely become a thoughtless appendage that only clings to himself. That's really too much. It's scary, he doesn't want Yunqian to make any changes because of himself.

Because it was too cruel for him and himself.

In other words, I don't deserve it.

The reason for this kind of thought is that apart from the Bai Sifan who appeared out of nowhere, the more important thing is that among the three dead people he saw in the dissecting room today, the girl named Xu Qiucheng, really, really of--

Very much like my dead mother.

Even the cause of death.

When he came home from school and saw his mother lying in a pool of blood, his father told him with hypocritical grief that his mother could not stand the torture of the illness, so she chose to end her life.

However, he smelled bitter almonds in the strong smell of blood.

Before he even had time to confirm whether the mother was really not breathing, the father asked someone to carry away her "corpse" in a hurry.

It wasn't until many years later that An Yan chose the forensic profession that he knew that the so-called bitter almonds were emitted by a common poison, hydrocyanic acid.

The intense fear made his hands tremble when he was dissecting the corpse. It was so similar. Whether it was the appearance or the cause of death, why was there such a coincidence?

He didn't even dare to tell the story, the deceased named Xu Qiucheng had a history of plastic surgery.

But after checking her personal information, she has nothing to do with her mother or her family.

"I do not want to live!"

While An Yan was in a daze, Yun Qian in the next bed suddenly threw himself on the bed with a hopeless expression, and imitated the three vulgar male protagonists in the TV series, hitting the pillow with his fist as if to vent his dissatisfaction .

The dusty door of memory was closed again, and An Yan was pulled back to reality by Yunqian's voice.

He knew that Yunqian was not willing to die, but he was just acting like a baby when it didn't make sense.

Seeing that An Yan ignored him, Yun Qian moved a little to the side of his bed, then slowly stretched out his hand, touching the back of his hand with his fingertips, and then slowly moved closer.

A warm hand covered An Yan's hand tightly.

An Yan's hand moved slightly, and he looked back at Yunqian, only to find that he was lying on the bed next door, winking at him, and smiling complacently.

It turns out that whether it's a male-female couple or a male-male couple, reasoning when quarreling is the most stupid way.

An Yan took a deep breath and held his hand back.

"Come to my bed." An Yan smiled and said softly.

When Yunqian heard this, he immediately sat up like a carp, then landed on An Yan's bed in the diving posture of a diver, and fell into his arms like a clingy puppy.

"The leg doesn't hurt anymore?" An Yan smiled and moved over, "You're so energetic, did you pretend it was before?"

Yun Qian closed his eyes, hugged An Yan's waist tightly, and shook his head: "The pain in my legs is worse than the pain in my heart."

An Yan leaned over slightly, put his chin on the top of Yunqian's head, hugged him with his backhand, and said with a smile, "I often ask myself, how can I stay rational when facing you."

"I don't like rationality. In a sense, rationality is a manifestation of low emotional intelligence."

An Yan glanced at him: "False."

Yunqian tightened his hands, looking like he was being coquettish, but his tone was very serious: "Why do you have to pursue whether it is truth or fallacy? There is no shortage of right things or wrong things in this world, but the lack of It's meaningful."

An Yan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't believe that such philosophical words came from Yunqian's mouth. He really underestimated him before.

On second thought, it is precisely because he is Yunqian that he has such a perception of life.

He lived in a harmonious and happy family and grew up surrounded by everyone's doting, so he shaped his warm personality. In his world, right or wrong doesn't matter, because he has countless opportunities, even if he is wrong. It can be made up for, subconsciously, he has his own strong backing and strong backing, so he is never afraid, right or wrong is not important to him at all.

But I am different. Before doing anything, I will timidly consider the possible consequences of this matter, whether there is a chance to make up for it, assess the risks, and if I feel that the result is not satisfactory, I will never touch it.

But Yunqian was completely accidental. He had seen the ending long ago, but he still lost his mind and flew towards the fire like a moth.

Because the contagion he brought was too strong, even reckless.

"Also, I really want to ask, is it because I am not worthy of being trusted in your heart, so you will hide many things from me." When Yunqian said this, there was a slight sense of loss in his tone.

That's how he is, with all the emotions and sorrows on his face.

"No." An Yan simply replied.

"Then...why, you didn't tell me that the deceased, Xu Qiucheng, looks very similar to your mother..."

An Yan's eyes widened instantly, and the sense of fear struck him again, catching him off guard.

In fact, not only Yunqian, but almost everyone felt that Xu Qiucheng looked very familiar when they saw her personal file. Because the subconscious told them that if they mentioned it, things would never be so simple.

Yun Qian could even clearly feel that An Yan's body was tensing up inch by inch.

The file that everyone clicked on out of curiosity, the gentle and innocent woman in the photo, and the Xu Qiucheng lying in the morgue can be said to be carved out of the same mold. Is it a coincidence?It's probably too similar.

"Do you know why I chose forensic medicine?" An Yan's voice sounded surprisingly calm.

Yunqian opened his eyes, propped himself up with his hands, looked at him seriously, then shook his head: "I think you have a lot of secrets, but you never mentioned anything to me."

"Actually, before my father and my mother got married, my mother had already been diagnosed with liver cancer. Because of this disease, even though she was born in a famous family, she was still hard to find a home. At that time, my father did not dislike her and married her. , Although many people say that my dad just wants to cling to power, but before I was seven years old, I always thought that this kind of statement was wrong, and it was the jealousy of others."

An Yan smiled wryly, rubbing Yun Qian's thin shoulder with his fingers.

"So, because of that incident, I will pay special attention to the so-called right and wrong."