Warm Water Spirits

The empty wine glass that Jiang Yunqi saw was not from Pei Zhe, but from Wencuo.

In the living room, Pei Zhe was the last to go into the study to talk with Pei Yue, while Wen Cuo sat at the dining table and drank the wine little by little.

What happened before and after the provincial hospital stimulated Pei Yue.Pei Yue's worry is understandable.

Half an hour later, Pei Yue came out.

The two obviously didn't reach an agreement, Pei Yue's expression was extremely bad, and she went back alone with Wenwen in her arms.

Pei Zhe didn't say a word, and watched Pei Yue leave with a dignified expression, exhaustion and frustration gradually revealed after he sat down on the sofa.

Wen Cuo smiled at Pei Zhe, more helpless in his relief: "Your sister was very frightened by what happened to Li Xun. Someone blatantly committed murder in the hospital, and you almost fought against the murderer... Your sister saw that you have something on you. Almost fainted from blood."

"I know."

Pei Zhe leaned his head back on the sofa, pressed the space between his eyebrows, "Go back and help me persuade her."

"You know it's not a matter of persuasion."

Wen Cuo shook the wine glass, there was still a bottom left, "Pei Yue told me."

Pei Zhe turned his head.

"Hostage swap."

The two were not far apart, and the air between them seemed to be still at this moment.

After a while, Pei Zhe looked away, and when he spoke again, he was extremely stern: "Don't even think about it."

Wen Cuo changed the topic: "How did Li Xun be discovered by Jiang Zhenghe?"

Ever since he heard about Li Xun's accident, he has been unable to figure it out.

Li Xun has secretly protected Jiang Yunqi for more than four years, and has not been discovered once.Not only was he discovered this time, but he was also caught waiting for a trick behind his back.

"Yun Qi didn't pay attention when he crossed the road, Li Xun gave him a hand. Afterwards, he gave him another ride."

"It's not just our people. There are also people following Jiang Zhenghe."

Wen Cuo nodded and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Isn't it busy recently? Foreign Affairs Department."

"Well. I made three trips to Brussels. The Christmas summit will be concentrated in these two weeks. We will talk about it in the spring."

"Then you still have time to take Yun Qi out tomorrow?" Wen Cuo was surprised: "When you come back at night, I think it's a car from the Ministry. Leaving early? It's rare."

"It's too late to rush back to get the car, and I'll miss Wen Yingyao next time."

"It can't be too late, can it?"

Pei Zhe remembered Jiang Yunqi's petty temper when he came back, and laughed quietly.

Wen Cuo called a car to go back, and Pei Zhe went downstairs to see him off.

The two were speechless all the way.

When he arrived at the gate of the community, Wen Cuo looked back at the flickering residential buildings, and suddenly asked, "How many people are there?"

Pei Zhe knew what he was asking, "I don't know the details. You Kuang is in charge."

Wen Cuo turned around, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, picked out one, and went to his trouser pocket for a lighter.The thumb slides crisply and neatly, and the fluttering fire casts a brief bright shadow on the side of the bridge of his nose.Wen Cuo drooped his eyes and raised his eyebrows and took several puffs. The smoke didn't dissipate for a long time, and it kept winding and wandering in the bitingly cold air.

"Pei Zhe", Wen Cuo took down his cigarette, stared at the point of flickering, and sighed, "Do you know when this will end?"

Pei Zhe didn't look at him when he heard that.

He was dressed in black, his face was as deep as water, standing in the cold night, looking at the flashing traffic lights at the intersection in the distance, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Will Li Xun wake up?"

"do not know."

Feeling helpless gradually, Pei Zhe looked away.

Although the murderer didn't succeed in the raid, Li Xun lost a lot of blood, and was kidnapped by Jiang Zhenghe's men before and was seriously injured. On Friday, the hospital decided that the possibility of a vegetative state could not be ruled out.

"Have you ever thought about why they didn't come directly to Jiang Yunqi?"

Wen Cuo smoked to the end, and the big cloud of smoke blurred his face, "It's not because of the net here, nor because Jiang Yunqi is well protected...but—"

"He's torturing you. Torturing us."

"Because he knows that Jiang Yunqi will always remember one day. On that day, he doesn't need to do anything at all. Jiang Yunqi will complete for him what he didn't finish seven years ago."

Wen Cuo rarely spoke to Pei Zhe in this tone.

"So, you can consider the last message left by the murderer."

If the former Pei Zhe still had a hint of lack of popularity, now, as Wen Cuo's words fell, Pei Zhe looked at him with horrifying eyes, and there was obvious anger in his tone.

"Wen Cuo, I told you, don't even think about it."

"What if Jia Rong is really alive?"

"impossible."

"Pei Zhe, you are not a god. You passed out at the end of the explosion, how did you know that what you saw was—"

"Wen Cuo, don't mention this matter again."

Pei Zhe gave him one last look, turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't think about the worst. The hostage exchange is just an opportunity, an excellent opportunity for us to catch Jiang Zhenghe, and it won't hurt Yunqi—"

Wen Cuo chased back a few steps and grabbed Pei Zhe.

"Yun Qi is not a hostage. He is my family."

Wen Cuo frowned, "Pei Yue is your own sister, aren't Wenwen and I your family?"

"You'll be fine." Pei Zhe said while looking at him.

"What about you?! Pei Yue is worried about you every day. You don't know. She doesn't treat Yun Qi as a family member, but there is a way to end everything in front of her. Why don't you try it?!"

The last answer to him was the back of Pei Zhe leaving alone without hesitation.

When Jiang Yunqi went to the refrigerator to find water to drink, Pei Zhe had been sitting on the sofa without moving for more than two hours.

Cold as a sculpture.

Pei Zhe noticed that he was coming out, so he didn't make a sound, fearing to frighten him.

Later, when Jiang Yunqi looked around, Pei Zhe was a little funny.There was no smile on his face, and his heart softened suddenly.

When Jiang Yunqi slowly approached, Pei Zhe wanted to see what he was going to do.

later……

Pei Zhe felt that he was dizzy, but he was still awake.

It's a sober dizziness.

The anger and exhaustion in the cold night, the confusion and frustration of sitting alone for two hours, did not make him lose his mind.

The simple lips touched, and suddenly ignited the little alcohol that was there a long time ago. The sparks were hot and bright, and Pei Zhe suddenly wanted to hug him.

And not just hugs.

Pei Zhe bent his lips and smiled slightly.

When he felt the stiffness of the person in his arms, Pei Zhe had turned over and pried Jiang Yunqi's lips open, teaching him the kissing skills of a mature man.

Jiang Yunqi had a hard time coping.It was heavy and heavy, and a little sore.I don't know where to put my hands.For a while, I grabbed the sofa fabric, and for a while, I grabbed the hem of my clothes, and my breathing was messy and pitiful.

However, Pei Zhe has always been very patient. He stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Yunqi's wet palm, put his backhand on his back, and teased him: "Hold him well."

Jiang Yunqi clumsily grabbed Pei Zhe's back shirt with one hand.

"anything else?"

Jiang Yunqi was breathing fast, and there was a little gasp in his throat, as if he was about to cry.

"Ok?"

The other gripping hand slowly groped and climbed up Pei Zhe's back. As soon as the wet and warm palm touched the tight muscles of Pei Zhe's back, Jiang Yunqi seemed to be scalded, and he grabbed it quickly and panicked. A fist with a bit more strength.

Pei Zhe felt being strangled by his clothes, and when he realized it, he smiled softly, and his heart softened even more.

But Jiang Yunqi seemed to be getting stiffer and stiffer.

Pei Zhe stopped slowly, took a deep breath, kissed Jiang Yunqi's small chin, lowered his head to rest on Jiang Yunqi's thin shoulder, and said with a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yunqi was completely dumbfounded, unable to speak, and held his breath for too long, and the next second he was let go, he couldn't breathe coherently, sometimes rushing and sometimes slowing down.

The hot and drunk lip-to-teeth exchange at the previous moment was completely beyond expectations, beyond what Jiang Yunqi could imagine, and the Pei Zhe who was talking to him at this moment was like another Pei Zhe, a Pei Zhe that Jiang Yunqi couldn't even imagine.

Pei Zhe carefully comforted Jiang Yunqi.

When Jiang Yunqi calmed down, Pei Zhe turned his head to look, and found that Jiang Yunqi's eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes were trembling, and his lips were moist and swollen.

I don't know if it was because I was scared or something else, Jiang Yunqi closed his eyes and called him in a low voice: "Brother Pei..."

"Ah."

Pei Zhe looked at the pale Jiang Yunqi, understood a little, and sighed silently.

"Are you drunk or not..."

The tone of voice was pitiful enough, as if as long as Pei Zhe said that he was "not drunk", Jiang Yunqi would cry in front of him in just one-tenth of a second.

What a badass.Pei Zhe smiled wryly.

After a while, Jiang Yunqi felt a weight on his shoulders, and then Pei Zhe's hoarse nasal voice came from his ear: "Drunk."

Jiang Yunqi sniffled his nose a few times, opened his eyes to look at Pei Zhe, squeezed Pei Zhe's ears, and called again in a low voice, "Brother Pei?"

A set of plays is enough.Pei Zhe didn't answer.

Jiang Yunqi didn't dare to move.After a long time, he pinched Pei Zhe's ears a few times, but seeing that Pei Zhe didn't respond, Jiang Yunqi slowly put him down on the sofa.

Then, slowly get off the sofa.

Then, run away.

The water bottle was kicked over, with a crash, Jiang Yunqi almost jumped up in fright, dared not turn his head, rushed all the way, entered the room and got under the bed, huddled into a ball, and forgot to breathe.

Pei Zhe was abandoned from beginning to end. Hearing the successive movements, he felt inexplicably aggrieved.

Simply fell asleep on the sofa.

After a few minutes, Pei Zhe, who was about to close his eyes, heard the sound of procrastination coming from the room.

Pei Zhe looked up at the sky, closed his eyes and waited.

It's exhausting.

When the thick quilt covered him, Pei Che didn't feel wronged so much, and quietly opened his eyes to look at Jiang Yunqi.

A little one squatted in front of him and stretched out his hand to tuck himself in the quilt, with a sad expression and a little bit of depression. When he looked carefully, he was a little disappointed.

Pei Zhe didn't understand why he had so many emotions at the age of 19.

Later Pei Zhe understood.

The corner of the tucked quilt was lifted, and Jiang Yunqi poked his head in to have a look.

Pei Zhe bent his lips, knowing what he was planning.Pretending to turn over unconsciously, Pei Zhe turned inside out.

There was another burst of frightened mute behind.

Pei Zhe was about to be tortured to death by him, and he wished he could just grab him and wrap him in his arms, and press a few times to relieve his anger.

This will probably cry.

Pei Zhe could only wait.

It didn't take too long, Pei Zhe pretended to be drunk before and had penetrated into Jiang's heart, now Jiang Yunqi pulled back the quilt, hid in that small space, pressed his cheek against Pei Zhe's back, and let out a slow sigh of satisfaction.

Pei Zhe smiled.

After repeated tossing and tossing until this time, Jiang Yunqi was already sleepy. Within a few seconds of pasting it, he was snoring lightly and breathing heavily.

Pei Zhe stretched out a hand to protect him from falling, then quietly turned over, and completely hugged him into his arms.

That's it.

Not knowing whether to call it courageous or cowardly, Pei Zhe thought for a while, then laughed and cursed in a low voice, "Little scoundrel."