White-eyed wolf

35.

On the day Shen Zhao left, he got up very early, just like he usually went to work without bringing anything, but to his surprise, he didn't say goodbye to Yu Yun.

The sky that day was very gloomy, the clouds were extremely low, and walking on the road felt very depressing, as if it would rain at any time.

It's clearly winter.

Yu Yun went to work, left work, and squeezed the subway as usual. It was only when he faced an empty dining table alone at night that he suddenly remembered that Shen Zhao had said before that he would leave for a few days.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening when Xie Minghui received Yu Yun's call.

The night was starless, and the windows were covered with condensation, making everything look so blurry.

First, there was a mechanical electric sound from the opposite side, giving people the illusion of accidentally bumping into it, and then Yu Yun's slightly lazy voice came from the receiver: "...Hi, hello, I'm Yu Yun."

The unshakable opening remark, but the speaking speed is much slower than usual, and the ending is a bit long. It sounds slow and soft, and has a very special attraction.This feeling is like the other person is blowing the wind against your ear, which is crispy and itchy, which is very seductive.

"Have you been drinking?" Xie Minghui asked.

The other party paused for a moment, then smiled softly: "... a little bit, Shen Zhao is not here today."

"Well, I heard that too," Xie Minghui said, "Is it a mission?"

"...What mission?" Yu Yun asked casually, and then said, "It's obviously going out, going out to play."

There was a bit of dissatisfaction in the tone, and it could even be said that it was a little childish, Xie Minghui couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

This kind of contrast is very strange, just like a high-cold cat suddenly puts down all its guard and acts like a baby to you one day.

"No matter what he goes out to do, isn't this a good opportunity?" Xie Minghui said.

Yu Yun sighed softly: "...Yes."

"So," Xie Minghui tentatively said, "Your decision is..."

"Are you coming tonight?" Yu Yun interrupted him suddenly.

"what?"

"I said..." In the darkness, Yu Yun took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "Shen Zhao is not here, are you coming tonight?"

Shen Zhao is not here, are you coming tonight?

For a moment, Xie Minghui's mind went blank, only this sentence kept echoing in his ears.

Of course he knew what Yu Yun meant!

This was too tempting for him, whether it was Yu Yun himself or the matter of carrying Shen Zhao behind his back, he couldn't restrain his excitement and anticipation.

However, Yu Yun has always given people the impression of being calm and rational, with a restrained personality, but in fact he is extremely proud and conceited. Xie Minghui knows very well that even if he is drunk, Yu Yun cannot act like a drunken mess. kind of thing.

Xie Minghui tried his best to calm himself down and asked, "Why?"

"...Why?" Yu Yun repeated in a daze, and continued, "Because, I want to live a fair and aboveboard life, without having to hide my name, worry about fear, and not be restrained by other people. I can do whatever I want, just like, Just like you, so I don't want to fake my death..."

Yu Yun spoke so earnestly and sincerely that Xie Minghui even felt that he could imagine the gleam in his eyes when he said this.

"I can give you things that are not good for Shen Zhao or even the Shen family, but after it is done, we will be strangers..."

……I see.

Yu Yun didn't just want to leave Shen Zhao, he wanted to leave everything related to him, including himself.

He wants a completely new life.

"Just in such a hurry to get rid of me?" Xie Minghui said with a smile, "You are really heartless..."

"This is a 'deal', isn't it?" Yu Yun asked.

Xie Minghui paused for a moment, noncommittal, and asked instead: "So, this is your 'remuneration'?"

"You can understand that."

36.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Minghui got up from the sofa, put on the suit jacket hanging on the hanger, and combed his hair into his usual elegant and decent look in front of the huge French window.

He agreed to Yu Yun's so-called "deal".

... No matter how clever the prey that comes to my door, as long as I don't want to, there is no chance of escaping.

As he thought about it, he straightened his cuffs, buttoned up his half-rimmed glasses, and showed an inexplicable smile to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Before leaving, Xie Minghui stopped suddenly at the door, hesitated again and again, and finally turned back to the bedroom, and took out a dark vial from the combination box next to the bed.

Sure enough, it started to rain heavily, and it was caught off guard, and it poured down like a pour.

Xie Minghui closed the car window, and watched the changing scenery outside the window through the street lamp amidst the water marks.

It was already late, and there were still a few pedestrians running under the eaves sporadically on the road, leaving the feasting and feasting in the downtown area. The lights in ordinary residential areas had gradually been extinguished, and the surrounding environment looked particularly gloomy.

Such weather made people a little irritable. Xie Minghui turned on the heater in the car, and the coldness along the way was relieved a little.

"I'm here, open the door."

Yu Yun received Xie Minghui's text message, and was sitting on the sofa with a cup in his hand. He read the text message for more than ten seconds, then turned on the TV, got up and opened the door for someone.

"Click" the door lock opened, Xie Minghui stood slightly sideways in the door frame with his wet coat hanging on his arm.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Xie Minghui asked.

Yu Yun was wearing cotton pajamas and the most common cotton slippers, looking much softer than usual.He reacted, and immediately gave up a position: "Sorry, please come in."

Xie Minghui looked down at his muddy shoes.

"Come in directly, there are slippers for you next to the shoe cabinet, newly opened."

Xie Minghui nodded and followed into the house.

He was a little surprised, this house was too small compared to the Shen family, and the decoration was quite simple, Shen Zhao was able to live in such a house for so long.

Yu Yun took the coat from his hand, turned around and wanted to find a place to hang it up.

Xie Minghui changed into his slippers, glanced at Yu Yun's back, caught up with him in two or three steps, and hugged him into his arms.

Yu Yun was about to struggle subconsciously, but he immediately realized that it was Xie Minghui, so he endured it.

"Today's weather, you really know how to pick your time," Xie Minghui pretended to complain, an imperceptible sharp light flashed in his eyes, he lowered his head and took a deep breath on Yu Yun's neck, and said in a deep voice, "...it seems really Have you been drinking?"

Yu Yun's whole body was stiff for a while, and it took a long time for him to soften, and he turned to look at him: "Want to try it?"

The four eyes met, and there seemed to be a small current surging in the air, and the two were testing each other.

Xie Minghui let go of his hand slowly, and pointed out: "That depends on how you taste it."

Yu Yun hung up his clothes, walked to the sofa and sat down, took a sip from the cup on the tea table, and said to Xie Minghui, "Unfortunately, I've already finished drinking, and only this is left."

Xie Minghui sat next to him, frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"Oatmeal," Yu Yun took another sip. When his lips left the rim of the cup, there was a circle of white froth around his lips. He licked it with his tongue and said distressedly, "I'm hungry."

This action made him inexplicably cute, the kind of very pure cuteness that is inadvertently revealed regardless of age or gender, even the cup of cereal in his hand is extraordinarily sweet.

"Is it delicious?" Xie Minghui couldn't help asking.

"Want to know?" Yu Yun touched the body of the cup, turned around and asked him with a smile, "Just try it."

Yu Yun has always seldom smiled. Although he has been kind to himself recently, Xie Minghui always felt that his previous smile was not from the bottom of his heart, unlike just now.The smile just now was so beautiful, it seemed that Yu Yun was shimmering all over, Xie Minghui felt as if he was hit by something in his heart at that moment, and he couldn't react at all.

Yu Yun took a big mouthful of oatmeal, then turned over and sat on Xie Minghui's body, covered his lips, and passed all the contents in his mouth.

The sweetness with the fragrance of grains comes from the tip of the tongue, and the taste of every taste bud is opened, and the sweetness quickly permeates the entire mouth, which is a very pleasant experience.

Xie Minghui's eyes were covered, so he couldn't see Yu Yun's expression at this time, but could only feel the unprecedented softness between his lips and tongue.

After an unknown amount of time, the hands covering the eyes gradually moved away. Xie Minghui saw Yu Yun with the light behind him, and looked at him with some expression.

"Is it sweet?" Yu Yun asked him.

In fact, he hadn't adapted to the newly restored light, and his eyes couldn't see clearly at all, but Xie Minghui felt a chill down his back inexplicably.

"It's very sweet," Xie Minghui turned his face away, lightly licked his lower lip to reminisce about the kiss just now, the taste lingering on the tip of his tongue made him suddenly feel a little strange, he suddenly turned to Yu Yun, and asked sharply, "What is this?" Taste?"

Yu Yun frowned, looking confused.

Xie Minghui firmly grabbed Yu Yun's arm: "Let me ask you, what does the oatmeal taste like just now?"

Yu Yun frowned in pain and said, "...Peanut."

"Damn..." Xie Minghui cursed in a low voice, pushed Yu Yun away, and stumbled towards the door.

Yu Yun quickly stood up and supported him: "What's wrong with you? Where are you going?"

Everything happened too quickly, and Xie Minghui's body had already started to show obvious flushing and itching. He reached out and scratched twice, and a large rash appeared on his skin.

"Hurry up, take me to the hospital," Xie Minghui panted, "I'm allergic to peanuts."

Yu Yun was surprised, but the doctor's professionalism made him calm down quickly. He helped Xie Minghui to the sofa, called 120, and quickly took a medicine box out of the bedroom.

In such a short time, the rash had spread all over his body, and Xie Minghui's breathing also began to become short, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"Be patient for a while, the ambulance will come soon, and there will be emergency medicine and oxygen supply equipment in the car," Yu Yun said, taking out a tube of medicine from the medicine box, breaking it open, and sucking it up with the disassembled syringe , the needle is pointing up, and the air is expelled, "I will give you a shot of hormones first, so as not to cause shock while waiting."

Xie Minghui lowered his eyes, seeing Yu Yun's series of skilled movements, and couldn't tell what it felt like.

So this is what he looked like when he saved people?

Calm and decisive, people can't help but feel at ease.

For the first time, Xie Minghui felt an emotion similar to respect for the person in front of him. Without other distracting thoughts, he simply felt respect for his behavior of revering life.

For the convenience of operation, the sleeves of Yu Yun's hands were rolled up, and the hideous scar on his right wrist was completely exposed.

Xie Minghui was shocked, and suddenly recalled a day three years ago——

In the dilapidated factory building, the people in front of me were lying on the ground with scars, and I watched and smiled condescendingly. I thought all this was very interesting.

At that time, did Yu Yun cry out in pain?

The cold needle pierced into the blood vessel, causing slight pain. Xie Minghui opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

As long as a person is weak, will he feel remorse?Xie Minghui laughed at himself in his heart.

The medicine slowly entered the body, but the expected relief did not come for a long time. Instead, there was a feeling of suffocation that became more and more difficult to breathe. dominate.

what happened?

The fear of dying finally made him aware of the danger, but his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties of stone gates, and they began to fall uncontrollably. He wanted to find out, shout, and ask why, but found that no matter how much he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound. Deep despair surged from all directions like a tide, blocking all the exits of light.

At the last second before falling into darkness, he vaguely saw Yu Yun looking at him with cold eyes that were almost inorganic, as if he was looking at a person who had long since died.

"...Although there is a difference between respiratory muscle paralysis and bronchospasm," Yu Yun's cold voice rang in his ears, the volume was very soft but he gritted his teeth, "but you can finally feel the pain of my mother's asthma attack and suffocation."