california galaxy

The nature of the hacker group should have been anarchists, advocating open and transparent information sharing, and running freely in the online world.

Being recruited by a government agency like the CIA is largely against the spirit of hackers.The two IDs that once belonged to him have been whipped by many hackers of the same generation, and they will probably be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the underground network for a long time.

But he no longer cares about the honor and disgrace of these virtual worlds.

His youth ended in a failed marriage.

He sold his proud talents to be used by the huge state machine.If there must be a motive to act, then Ning He is Ai Xing's motive.Aixing developed a search engine, or built a personal information monitoring platform for the CIA, all for Ninghe.

From the moment Ning He entered the country, when the U.S. customs entered his fingerprints and information, Ai Xing had already been informed of his whereabouts.

In six years, he built a meticulous cage covering the whole country.As long as he is willing to investigate, he can obtain Ninghe's dynamics from every surveillance probe and every signal transmitter.

Six years ago, he hugged Ning He in the closet of his bedroom and said to him, "I have a secret to tell you."

At that time, they were still passionate lovers who were not known by the world.

Six years later, Ning He was tied up on the bed in his bedroom and said to him, "I have a secret to tell you."

At this time, they were already suspicious and overwhelmed resentful couples.

When Ning He heard the truth, his lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound.

Ai Xing was buttoning the tie in his hand, and just about to press it down, he felt Ning He tremble in his arms.

——The wrist has been bound for so long, it is estimated that the bruises have already condensed under the skin.It's just that the bedroom was dark and difficult to distinguish, and Ai Xing couldn't see clearly, so he slowly rubbed Ning He's lips, and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Ning He remained silent.

Ai Xing said again, "Please, I'll let you go."

Ning He carried it all night, said all kinds of bad things, and provoked Ai Xing enough, and he was not soft-spoken at all.At this time, he was touched by something, sobbing in his throat, "Please... Ai Xing..."

What exactly he was looking for, he himself did not know.

Ai Xing untied his tie, took a closer look at one of his wrists, there was indeed a circle of purple and black marks on it, and it would take many days to dissipate.

"Why do you have to be brave, Ning He." He kissed the bruise on Ning He's wrist and whispered, "You ran away for six years, but you came back to throw yourself into the trap. Do you think you owe me a lot?

"Then I'll settle it on you one by one."

"When is it clean, and when will I let you go."

As he said, he turned Ning He over and pressed him from behind, his tone gradually became harsh, "You were happy just now, but I haven't."

Ning He buried half of his face in the pillow, and out of pain, he bent his knuckles and grasped the velvet pillow tightly.

Ai Xing grabbed his hand, tightly and seamlessly clasped the interval between each of his fingers, and slowly flattened his raised palm.At the same time, it pushed forward inch by inch into his body.

Ning He knew in his heart that it wasn't just his own hand that was suppressed, but his entire self-esteem.

Ai Xing spent six years proving that his success was worthless.

He thought that what Ai Xing wanted was boundless glory and a bright future, but Ai Xing declared to him in a way of abandoning his ideals: In the end, he would regain everything he lost by himself, and Ning He didn't need to do it.

And Ning He has to pay the price for the decision he made.

Ning He didn't sleep until the early hours of the night, and woke up again the next morning.

Ai Xing got up a few hours earlier than him, during which time he called Cheng Jingsen and offered to buy out the contract that Ning He signed to the casino.

Cheng Jingsen heard from Ai Xing's slightly cold voice that his love life was not going well recently, so he discounted a price for Ai Xing, and asked him, "Would you like to come out for a sit-down when you have time?"

Ai Xing knew that he wanted to persuade him, so he declined, "It will take a while, I'm busy recently."

This kind of private matter can only be touched as a friend.Before hanging up the phone, Cheng Jingsen said to Ai Xing, "Since I said that she is your wife, you should pamper her. You will be the one who hurts him in the end." It was like the experience of someone who has experienced it.

After hearing this, Ai Xing couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Thank you, Boss Cheng, for your suggestion, I have my own measure."

Before the words came out, he remembered the irritable venting last night, and secretly cursed himself for knowing how to measure bullshit.As long as he meets the ancestor Ning He, he will be a firecracker at any point.

Ai Xing held an online conference in the living room, and when it was about to end, he heard movement from the bedroom next to the wall.Ning He must have been unsteady on the ground, knocked over something, and made a loud crashing sound.

Ai Xing didn't go in to check, and after a while, Ning He walked out slowly in his pajamas.

Ai Xing beckoned him to his side, but Ning He ignored him, walked into the open kitchen connected to the living room, turned on the tap, and drank water directly to his mouth.Ai Xing was so angry that he took a few steps forward and dragged him away from the sink, and because he caught a glimpse of the terrible marks on Ning He's shoulder and neck, he let go of his hand suddenly.

"I'll pour you a glass of water, you stand still."

He quickly handed a glass of warm water to Ning He.Ning He took it, frowned and took two sips.

Ai Xing sensed something was wrong with him, and reached out to embrace him, "What's wrong with your throat?"

Ning He looked up at him, sneered, and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you talking about, Young Master Ai." ——Last night, he cried and screamed, and was roughly gagged by Ai Xing. At this time, Ning He's throat was sore Difficulty even swallowing water.

Ai Xing felt uncomfortable, pinched his face, and said in a cold voice, "It's good to be dumb, so I don't have to say those words that don't go through the brain."

Ning He was powerless to argue with him, thinking that I am crazy, are you not crazy?

When they were halfway done last night, Shao Yin called Ning He.

The mobile phone was picked up from the ground by Ai Xing.Ning He was terrified to take it away from him.However, Ai Xing held up the phone at an angle where Ning He couldn't reach it, with his fingertips sticking to the green horizontal bar representing calls.

"Tell her well that you met me in New York and had a good time."

The call button was swiped immediately, and Shao Yin's voice sounded through the receiver.

"A'Ning, Mom sent you a few messages and you didn't reply?"

Ning He endured the intertwined pain and pleasure, tried his best to behave normally, "Mom, I'm busy...I'll call you later..."

Ai Xing leaned to his other ear, and reminded him in a low and cold voice, "Say what I asked you to say."

And Shao Yin also asked him hesitantly at this time, "Mom has never asked you. You have been in New York for so long, have you met Ai Xing? He is also developing there now..."

Ning He was placed in extreme humiliation, while enduring Ai Xing's contradicting, while blushing, said, "Mom, I met him...I'm fine. I'm about to perform... "

Then he turned his head and pressed against Ai Xing's cheek, and said extremely depressingly, "Please, hang up."

Ai Xing finally cut off the call at the moment when he couldn't help sobbing.Ning He was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to slap Ai Xing's face, but was stopped by the other party.

Ai Xing supported the back of his head and pressed him against his chest, but his voice was very gentle, "Didn't you say it yourself? Why do you want to resist if you want me to take revenge?"

Ning He gritted his teeth, trembling, squeezed out every word, "Ai Xing, this is what you always wanted to do to me."

Ai Xing was buried deep in his body, feeling his trembling, and said contentedly, "Brother, you guessed it right."

Ning He was locked up by Ai Xing in this private house of [-] square meters.Without Ai Xing's permission, you can't go out without authorization.

Ai Xing did not go to work in the company for the time being, and instead worked at home.For five consecutive days, he ate and lived with Ning He, but his attitude towards Ning He made Ning He completely unpredictable.

Ning He's throat recovered very slowly, and it was difficult to swallow solid things.Ai Xing invited a domestic helper to cook porridge for Ning He in a different way.

He had one network meeting after another, and sometimes he would hold Ning He by his side at mealtime, turn off his camera, and feed Ning He porridge while listening to the reports of other managers.He will also forcefully adjust Ning He's schedule, letting him go to bed early as he likes.If Ning He claimed that he couldn't sleep, he would push him against the corner of the bed, unbutton his pajamas one by one, and said with a smile, "Can't sleep? Then do some exercise, and you can fall asleep when you're tired."

A week later, Ning He's voice gradually improved.So Ai Xing once again found his photos in Japan and asked him to recount the past.He would not pick and choose things that would embarrass Ning He, but only asked him to tell the truth.

He put two laptops in front of Ning He at the same time.

Whenever Ning He confessed that he did not violate the rules at that time, or admitted that he had been thinking about Ai Xing in his heart at that time.Ai Xing donated a thousand dollars to charity organizations on another computer.

In this way, one after another, three days passed, and Ai Xing donated two 10,000+ charitable funds.

Ning He's emotions were not as sharp as before.He can talk to Ai Xing well, tell him all the changes he has experienced, and no longer avoid those chaotic interpersonal interactions.

On the tenth day when they lived together, Ning He cooked a meal for Ai Xing, which was the omelet rice and fried dumplings that he learned to cook in Japan.

Ai Xing ended the meeting early, sat at the table, picked up a dumpling, chewed it slowly, and said to Ning He, "It's delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the heat is just right."

Ning He froze for a moment, the chopsticks in his hand were not steady, and fell to the ground one after another.Ai Xing leaned over to pick it up, but Ning He suddenly squatted down and hugged Ai Xing.

Then I burst into tears without warning, saying, "Ai Xing, it's been six years, I haven't grown up at all, I'm still the one who has no sense of security and needs your love everywhere. But you have changed, become Better than before, becoming so that I dare not love anymore."

Holding the chopsticks in his hand, Ai Xing felt Ning He's tears dripping on his shoulders.

Six years and six months.More than 300 days and nights.

He finally waited for his first love, his life partner, to change his mind without reservation.