At night, Wei Yizhe woke up from a long coma.

The room is not bright, only the head of the bed is dyed yellow by the light.He raised his chin slightly, and with his half-closed eyes, he saw Qiu Mo leaning on the bed next to him.

Almost the moment his line of sight touched Qiu Mo, Wei Yizhe saw in Wei Yizhe's mind that the figure he saw when he was about to faint was precisely Qiu Mo.Although it is not clear why he rushed there, it is also true that he saved himself.

Wei Yizhe pondered for a while, and opened his mouth to say something, but his throat, which hadn't been filled with water for a long time, was so thirsty that he couldn't even utter a word. For this reason, he frowned and moved uncomfortably.

Sensing the movement next to him, Qiu Mo lowered the tablet in his hand and reached out to help him: "Are you awake?"

Wei Yizhe barely sat up with Qiu Mo's strength, but he just rubbed his temples. To be honest, every time he was anesthetized, his whole body felt terrible.

Wei Yizhe hated the feeling that his body was out of his control, but in this place, being at the mercy of others seemed to be commonplace, and there was no room for choice or change at all.Whether it was lying on the laboratory table and being injected with the virus, or being locked in a protective tank filled with liquid, it seemed to be a matter of course.

If this kind of thing happened in the past, Wei Yizhe must have been the first person to rush out to break this unknown rule, but now...he is so used to it that he didn't notice such inhuman things without knowing it. It's not true, it's ironic.

There was a sarcastic smile on the face with his head down, Qiu Mo didn't see it, but just picked up the water glass on the bedside table and handed it to his mouth: "Drink some water first."

Wei Yizhe took a sip without doubting him, and Qiu Mo immediately opened the water glass, and asked again: "Do you want to eat something? But there is only bread, so let's make it."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Mo turned his head to signal Mickey, but Wei Yizhe seemed to lose his strength suddenly. After turning his head to glance at him, he turned over and lay down again.

"No need." Wei Yizhe muttered.

Looking at Wei Yizhe who was lying down with his back to him, Qiu Mo raised his eyebrows, subconsciously thinking that he was still having a fight, so he didn't make any movements, even didn't talk, and continued to pick up and put it on his knee. tablet playing games.

The game was played silently, so the room was silent, just like before Wei Yizhe woke up.

However, Wei Yizhe was a little unaccustomed to this silence, he could feel Qiu Mo's breath behind him, and it seemed that the two of them lay peacefully on the same bed like this had never happened before, except when they fell asleep.

In fact, it doesn't matter to Wei Yizhe that there are many people behind him. When he was in the army, he had to sleep in the same bed with his comrades. At that time, he never thought it was a big deal. He felt uncomfortable all over, especially when the two of them were still in the state of "talking too much" during the day, which made him feel that although the two were lying on the same bed very close to each other, there was a gap between them like a cannonball. Like an impenetrable wall.

Wei Yizhe wanted to break the silence, but he didn't want to talk. After struggling for a long time, he finally couldn't help but said: "Actually, I don't know what happened that day..."

Wei Yizhe began to talk about the night that changed his destiny. It was so simple and unbelievable to change from a policeman to a murderer.He was just chasing criminals with his friends, but he fell into someone else's trap and passed out.

"...When I woke up, I couldn't see anything. I only knew that I was lying in the grass with blood on my hands and body...and temperature."

Recalling these, for Wei Yizhe, it was like visiting the scene that caused him pain again. The scenes that made him desperate and crazy at that time still seemed to stay in front of his eyes. What did he do at that time?He seemed to be just in a daze, until his eyes got used to the darkness around him, and finally followed the black bloodstain to see his friend not far away - if such a broken existence can also be called a "person", then it is indeed His companion and best friend with whom he was joking and joking a few hours ago.

"...Actually, I've seen a lot of corpses like that. That demon likes to treat people like wood, and cut them into pieces, so it's impossible to see where the piece of meat should have been."

Wei Yizhe thought he couldn't go on talking, but when he started to recall and talk, everything became natural like a river channel that was finally dredged, and the blocked memory seemed to be smoothed out.He never remembered seeing such a corpse before... No, it can no longer be called a corpse, it is just a lot of pieces of meat, what he did after seeing it, the previous he could not remember, but now he finally I'm a little impressed.

I remember that he wanted to walk over, but his numb body didn't listen at all, and when he finally moved a little bit, the thing that seemed to be held in his hand suddenly fell into the grass, making a "rustling" sound.He lowered his head, and then saw the knife that had already been stained with blood, and there seemed to be a thin layer of grease remaining on the blade.

The murder weapon was held by him, it was as if he had killed someone, he had killed his most important friend, but...maybe it was true.

At that time, there was only one sentence lingering in his mind - he killed him.

If he hadn't insisted on going that way, maybe he wouldn't have fallen for the trick, and they wouldn't have been fainted.

Wei Yizhe always felt that it would be great if he was the one who died at that time, since he deserved to die, right?It was his wrong decision that led to the death of his friend, and the most ironic thing is that when his friend was tortured and killed, he was probably beside him, but he was unconscious.

"At that time I didn't call the police... It's ridiculous, I was the police... But before dawn, I was handcuffed by them and sent to court..."

At this point, Wei Yizhe seemed to have nothing to say, he didn't make any sound or move any more.

Qiu Mo put down the tablet in his hand as early as the moment Wei Yizhe spoke, and listened quietly to what he said.Seeing that he stopped talking now, knowing that he had finished what he wanted to say, he stretched out his hand to touch his head, and then stroked his hair gently, as if comforting a wounded child.

"Crying?" Qiu Mo asked softly.

It was obviously irrelevant words, but it made Wei Yizhe feel like he was hanging on the cliff and finally being grabbed by the wrist. The feelings that were about to calm down had new fluctuations because of this sentence.His nose was a little sour, but Wei Yizhe suppressed it, and said bravely, "Idiots are crying."

"Aren't you an idiot?" Qiu Mo added jokingly, then moved his hips and moved closer.

"I didn't cry." I felt a little bit at first, because his teasing was suppressed by Wei Yizhe again.

"I'll pretend I didn't see it. I'll probably forget about it when I wake up tomorrow." Qiu Mo patted Wei Yizhe's head lightly.

"That's why I won't cry." Wei Yizhe shook off Qiu Mo's hand, and then buried his face in the pillow.

However, Qiu Mo continued to stroke his head without any scruples, once and for all, until the person next to him seemed to really fall asleep, and then he stopped what he was doing and looked down at him.

In fact, Qiu Mo didn't say anything, he knew that Wei Yizhe went to prison because of guilt, more precisely, it was for atonement.It was because of himself that he caused others to die, especially that other person was still very important to him. Qiu Mo couldn't understand this pain very well.

It was precisely because he knew it was a heart-wrenching pain that Qiu Mo didn't say anything—Wei Yizhe didn't need it, let alone the dead, and it was meaningless to the fact that it was done.

So even if it hurts, I can only grit my teeth and bear it, and then continue walking with this awareness.

Those who can't get up without licking each other's wounds are not them.

"Good night." Qiu Mo leaned down and kissed Wei Yizhe's ear.

The person who was not moving at first moved awkwardly, Qiu Mo smiled lightly, and then turned off the bedside lamp.

Ever since Wei Yizhe beat Wang Quan inhumanely, the news about Wang Quan was completely cut off, as if there had never been such a person.

Wei Yizhe was still a little depressed about this, after all, before sending that guy to hell with his own hands, if he died, wouldn't it be a waste of work.

Wei Yizhe didn't allow this kind of thing to happen, but he was helpless against the current situation.

He asked Fei Fan, who was an intelligence agent, but this guy was like a clam in this matter, and refused to speak in a daze.It was precisely because of his attitude that Wei Yizhe had a clue as to where King Quan was.Since Fei Fan refused to say it, he must have said it, and he couldn't enter the place, and there was no other place in this place except Tower Bridge.

But Wei Yizhe didn't tell Qiu Mo about it.

On this day, after Qiu Mo was called away by Yin Mingyuan, Wei Yizhe was preparing to go out.

Before he could open the door, there was a knock on the door, but after only two knocks, the door was opened.

Suddenly seeing the person standing outside the door, Wei Yizhe was a little surprised, and after recovering, he said, "You? What a coincidence, the doctor just went out."

Ran Yu just stood at the door, and didn't intend to come in. After hearing Wei Yizhe's remarks, he didn't show any disappointment, but shook his finger at him and smiled: "I'm not here to find Qiu Mo, I'm here This time I came here specially to find you."

"Me?" Wei Yizhe looked surprised.

"That's right, aren't you looking for a murderer named Wang Quan? I know where it is?" Ran Yu paused, then continued to ask, "Would you like to come with me? I'll take you to see him. After that You can kill or cut whatever you want, how about it?"

Ran Yu still smiled like a fox, Wei Yizhe looked at him, knowing that his words were deceitful, but still stubbornly followed him.

Looking at the thin figure walking in front of him, Wei Yizhe suddenly asked, "Do you think I'm an eyesore, because me and the doctor..."

Ran Yu paused, turned around and interrupted him with a smile: "You and Qiu Mo? Stop joking, do you think Qiu Mo really likes you?"

Wei Yizhe suddenly laughed too, he never imagined that one day he would be asked to discuss with a man whether another man likes him or not.After Wei Yizhe laughed, he was about to say something to stimulate Ran Yu, but he didn't want others to turn their heads because of his laughter.

Seeing that Ran Yu was determined to ignore him, Wei Yizhe shrugged indifferently.

The place Ran Yu went to was Tower Bridge, which was exactly the same as Wei Yizhe's guess.And because Ran Yu was with him, Wei Yizhe easily entered the experimental site where the experimental subjects were strictly forbidden to enter, and then followed him into one of the rooms.

"Are you going to fight me one-on-one here?" Wei Yizhe looked around the closed room, and finally set his sights on Ran Yu.

"I know it's no good for me to come to you, why do you still come here?" Ran Yu rarely asked with a serious face, but maybe because he felt that it was unnecessary to ask, he then changed his words, "Forget it, it's not important anymore. It's not me who fights you, but them..."

Ran Yu turned around and walked to the rightmost wall, raised his hand and pressed a series of numbers on the combination lock above. The next second, the original opaque wall suddenly moved upwards, revealing a huge number of storage slots behind.

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