born criminal

There was no light in the room, and the eyes were dim.Yangzhou sat in the dark for a long time, his chaotic thoughts were like undercurrents, and finally he was suppressed under the calm sea.

He felt that he was calm enough to recall everything that had happened calmly.Maybe now we should be concerned about why Cheng Beiming changed his name and surname, where he went in the end, whether he is alive or dead... these questions.

But Yangzhou couldn't think.Chen Jian's hateful eyes always flashed in his mind, and his heart seemed to be gouged out again and again.

When the elder brother that his mother said was far away in the sky suddenly merged with the person he had been with for the past three months day and night, from a vague blood relative to an inseparable lover, apart from absurdity, Yang Zhou couldn't find a second word to describe it.

He didn't know how to face Chen Jian.Maybe Andrew is right, they should move out, but—the situation is getting more and more tense, and the clues in the laboratory are in sight, if they just give up, it will be too late when Chen Jian carries out his tragic and stupid plan.

Yangzhou's thoughts wandered, and he suddenly thought, does Chen Jian really hate Zhou Yun that much?Would he hate himself that much?

Damn, he can't be rational!

In the silence, the phone buzzed. Yang Zhou glanced absently and found that it was a message from Andrew. There were only six words: "Mr. Chen is back."

He quickly put aside his cell phone, walked to the sofa at the door of the suite, and listened intently to the movement outside.

After a long time, there was a familiar sound of footsteps in the corridor, with a slow and dull rhythm. They stayed for two or three seconds not far from Yangzhou, and then the door hinge turned, and Chen Jian returned to his room.

A few meters away, Yangzhou sighed softly, unable to tell whether it was happiness or disappointment.

He stayed up all night that day.In fact, his sleep has not been very good during this time. Since Chen Jian took his last medicine, his sexual desire cannot be suppressed, and nightmares follow him like a shadow.One day he felt so hopeless that he could not bear it any longer, and he let himself fall into the abyss of sin.After the incident, he was ashamed, painful and anxious, and when he woke up in a daze, he found that Daniel hadn't disturbed his sleep.

At that time, the soft sunlight shone on the bed, and Yangzhou was like a patient suffering from a serious illness, suddenly and vaguely feeling a glimmer of hope for improvement.

He secretly thanked Chen Jian, if he hadn't taken his own medicine—although in a rude and arrogant way, he might never have gotten out of his snail shell.

It's just that Yangzhou didn't expect that behind the sporadic good luck, there would be a cruel blow one after another.

brother.Just thinking of these two words made him tremble.

For the next two days, they did not meet.Although they lived under the same roof, both of them tacitly avoided any chance to meet each other.Sometimes when Yang Zhou came to the restaurant, he could see a pair of used bowls and chopsticks, and even the porcelain handle of the spoon was still spinning in the air—it was scratched by someone who got up in a hurry with his sleeve.Sometimes when Chen Jian came out of the study, he would see a half glass of red wine on the mantelpiece, which Yang Zhou had just put down.

There are traces and breaths of each other everywhere in the villa, but the distance between them is like Kuafu day by day, seemingly very close, but actually very far away.

Chen Jian's resentment towards Zhou Yun made Yangzhou lose the confidence to confront and question him.He endured and waited, and in the torment of insomnia, he gradually developed resentment.

Another dark morning.At 09:30 in the morning, Yangzhou sat down in the restaurant, and Andrew brought him a cup of coffee.The chair next to him was pulled away and stood alone.Yang Zhou glanced at it, and an extremely clear thought emerged in his heart - they can't escape like this anymore.

"Chen Jian is in the study again?" He asked.

"Yes." Andrew replied.

Yang Zhou stirred the coffee carelessly, and there seemed to be hidden all-seeing eyes in the light brown swirl.He was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and walked towards the study.

"Chen Jian, are you inside?" Yang Zhou knocked on the brown wooden door.

There was no one answering for a while, and he was about to push away when a hoarse voice came out: "What are you doing?"

Yangzhou's hand paused in mid-air, then gently lowered, caressing the smooth door panel.After a few seconds, he said, "Let's talk."

There was another silence.Then the door opened, bringing out an eerie wind.Chen Jian appeared in front of him, looking at him expressionlessly.There was a circle of green stubble growing on his chin, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. He looked fierce and embarrassed, like a lion who had strayed into a trap and glared at a hunter who set up a trick.

"What do you want to talk about?" Chen Jian asked.

Yangzhou couldn't answer for a moment.He only knew that they had to solve the current situation, but he had no plan for how to do it.He hesitated, his gaze began to slowly slide down.

Chen Jian was very close to him, so he naturally noticed this little gesture.He knew that Yang Zhou was thinking. When he was thinking, he always liked to stare at a fixed point under his feet. When he raised his head, he would come up with wise, sharp and reasonable points of view.

But Chen Jian didn't want to see this.He even lamented that he could still notice such details.In the past few days, while he hated Yangzhou as the result of "that woman's" crimes, and wanted to stay away from him, he couldn't help but want to see him, and wanted to return to the previous state of not having enough lovers.He suspected countless times that maybe he was really crazy.

"We..." Yang Zhou pondered for a while, and just as he started, he was interrupted by Chen Jian, "Sit down and talk."

Yangzhou frowned slightly, and finally gave a vague "hmm".

They went to the fire and stood still for a moment.Later, Yang Zhou chose a sofa to sit on first, and then Chen Jian chose the seat farthest from him.

They were like two businessmen negotiating, sitting upright with each other, looking dignified.But Chen Jian didn't fight with him, and he didn't utter any bad words, Yang Zhou thought it was a good start.

"My mother..." As soon as he said these three words, he saw Chen Jian frowning, his tightly closed lips twitching, as if he was extremely upset.Yangzhou paused for a moment, then continued, "Actually, I have been thinking about you all the time."

"If that's what you want to talk about," Chen Jian interrupted impatiently, hitting the armrest of the sofa with his fist, "then we have nothing to talk about."

Yang Zhou leaned forward in his direction, stared straight into his eyes, with a sincere expression, "I know you hate her for abandoning you, she did make a big mistake, but she was young at the time, and it's possible for her to panic when encountering big things... ..."

Chen Jian let out two indifferent sneers, Yang Zhou suddenly shut his mouth, and didn't want to say any more.

But Chen Jian didn't let him go, just sat there leisurely, and asked aggressively: "Panic? Panicked for 30 years? Let me ask you, when I didn't have enough food, clothing or warmth to fight with others, What is she doing, and what kind of life are you enjoying?"

Yang Zhou's heartbeat became heavy and slow, he was startled for a while, and asked in a low voice: "So, you also hate me, don't you?"

Yeah, Chen Jian thought, of course he hates him.He was the fruit of a sin that had robbed him of the domestic warmth he might have had the chance to enjoy, and he had been bred to be suave to match his vulgarity.

But Chen Jian obviously hated him so much, when he looked at Yangzhou's white jade face and slightly dazed misty eyes, he couldn't say a word of yes.

Such hesitation made Chen Jian loathe himself, and finally he answered with a cold snort of disdain.

Yang Zhou moved his stiff arms and changed his sitting position.He exhaled lightly, feeling the heat from his whole body dissipate, and his heart became cold.

"So, because you found out that we are..." Yangzhou's Adam's apple rolled, and he said those two words with difficulty, "Brother, we can't even be friends, can we?"

Chen Jian violently tugged at the short fluff on the sofa cushion, unknowingly balding a large area.He licked his lower lip, the tip of his tongue touched the rough dry skin, and suddenly felt sad for no reason.

"We were never friends," he said quietly.

Yangzhou's amber eyes looked at him, they were clear, but no emotion could be seen.After a while, he looked away, lowered his head and said nothing.

From Chen Jian's point of view, he could see the straight lapel of his shirt and a tender and white nape extending from it.

At that moment, Chen Jian wanted to bite the piece of meat, like a lion taking a dead prey, strolling leisurely in the sunset on the grassland.

Yes, it must be hate, and nothing else.

The atmosphere in the living room was weird and dull, and Andrew appeared just in time to bring them each a drink.

Yang Zhou waved his hand to signal no need, got up and walked towards the stairs.Chen Jian turned his head to look at his back, opened his lips slightly, and finally did not speak.

Andrew backed away quietly.Upon returning to his and D3's small room, D3 immediately greeted him and asked, "How does it look?"

Andrew sighed very deeply, and said, "As far as I can see, they are now in a state of looking for a new way to get along."

"Of course I know that. What about the others? Do they still like each other?"

"D3, what are you talking about!" Andrew bent down in surprise, and looked at D3 carefully, as if he was a person with expressions, "They are brothers."

"It's not from the same father and mother." D3 took a step back and said quickly, "Don't get so close to me."

Andrew straightened up quickly, he stared at the tapestry on the wall for two seconds, and then sneaked a glance at D3.

"In history, there are still many people who like brothers. Besides, Mr. Chen and Mr. Yang didn't grow up together." D3's voice suddenly rose, "Why are you peeking at me?"

"I'm just curious." Andrew made a gesture of spreading his hands, "Why do you always want to match them up."

"Because Mr. Chen really likes Mr. Yang. He is very lonely, and I hope he has someone to accompany him."

"But Mr. Yang will always leave here." Andrew said sullenly.

"Will you too?"

"I..." Andrew paused, "I will too."

D3 snorted angrily, and said in a very aggressive tone, "Let's go, there are no genetic experiments here, so go back to UNPO."

"I will, as long as—" Andrew suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, standing motionless.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" D3 bumped into him, and asked worriedly, "Did it crash?"

Two seconds later, Andrew blinked and said in disbelief: "I just received a message from Mr. Yang, and he is leaving here now."

Yangzhou didn't bring many things to the No. [-] base, and when he was a policeman, he always had to be ready for battle at any time, so he packed his luggage in a few clicks.

This may be the most hasty decision he has ever made in his life. When he heard Chen Jian say "we have never been friends", he suddenly put aside his reason and decided to let his emotional part control his behavior.

After all, he had already resigned from UNPO, so what if Jeffrey tricked him into carrying out the mission?He won't be punished if he quits.Besides, what did the independence movement of born criminals have to do with him?Success or failure does not affect him.If Chen Jian wants to die, let him go!

Yang Zhou checked his luggage and was about to close the lid of the suitcase when suddenly there was a "bang" and the bedroom door was slammed open.

Chen Jian came in with a dark face, saw the suitcase under his feet, and asked in a bad tone, "Where are you going?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Maybe it was because of the decision to leave, Yang Zhou no longer restrained his emotions, he was like a sharpened sword, he was unsheathed with a clang, and stood solemnly in front of Chen Jian.

"Who told you to go?" Chen Jian heard the sound of "cracking" in his ears, which was blood rushing rapidly.He walked in front of Yangzhou step by step, feeling like a fire was burning in his heart, hot and numb.

His rationality told him that it was a good thing for Yangzhou to leave, but in the end he blurted out: "You can't leave until I tell you to leave!"

"Why?" Yang Zhou stared at him without giving an inch, "Do you want me to pay you the rent?"

Chen Jian violently kicked over the suitcase next to him, and the clothes inside were scattered all over the floor.

Yang Zhou was taken aback, and said angrily, "Chen Jian, are you crazy?"

Chen Jian's eyes were red, and he shouted even louder: "What she owes me, you must pay me!"

It seemed as if a big wave suddenly rose in the air, washing the two silent islands.

Yangzhou's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Chen Jian in surprise.After a while, he calmed down, rubbed his sore nose, and said, "How do you want me to compensate you? You are 30 years old, not three years old, please be sensible."

Chen Jian suddenly held his face excitedly, the rough calluses on his palm rubbed against his soft skin.He was so strong that he squeezed Yangzhou's lips out of shape.Yangzhou's mind went blank, and then the ear-piercing noise sounded again. He couldn't help but shivered, and shouted: "Chen Jian!"

Chen Jian didn't take any further action, just staring at Yang Zhou, seeing his haggard dark circles under his eyes, and his lips that had become dull.

He wanted to kiss him, to nourish this fading rose, and his feelings were so strong that he could no longer deceive himself.But he couldn't do anything.This man was his brother, the object of his hatred, who should have...

Chen Jian gritted his back molars hard until his temples ached, then he shook off his hand, turned and left the room.

After a long time, Yang Zhou knelt down to tidy up the scattered clothes, neatly folded them one by one, and put them back into the closet.

Yes, there is no need to hurry.He can't make up for Chen Jian's motherly love, but he may be able to stop the tragedy of his gnawing the tree.

After all, he is his older brother.Even if this title carried resistance at first, then pretended to have some expectations, it all turned into bitterness in the end.

That night, the two finally sat at the same table.The few minutes of waiting for the meal were extremely difficult. Chen Jian had a cold face and impatiently knocked on the table with his fingers. Occasionally, his erratic gaze passed over Yangzhou, as light as a feather.

And Yangzhou sat stiffly, pretending to concentrate on reading the newspaper in his hand.Recently, the smell of gunpowder in the political arena of the United Nations has become more and more serious, and just today, there is indeed a big news-the white dove faction has officially launched a counterattack after a major reshuffle.As Yang Zhou expected, they still held on to the serial killer K, and openly questioned the Rose faction, asking why Kyle Green appeared at Base One.

Rose faction had expected this when they made their plan, so they dealt with it calmly.They pulled up Kyle Green's electronic visa to enter the base, which indicated that the approver was the director of UNPO. The director of UNPO is an old man, and everyone knows that he is politically neutral. Therefore, although there is something tricky behind this signature, the White Dove faction has not been able to provide actual evidence for the time being.

On the surface, the two sides are fighting each other, and even the Rose faction is still in the upper hand, but Yangzhou knows clearly that this is just the beginning, and the White Dove faction is testing the waters, re-accumulating their own supporters, and preparing for the final fatal blow. Prepare.

Had the news of the genetic experiment really been grasped by them?What do they all know, will there be conclusive evidence?Why isn't Chen Jian worried? Could it be that he doesn't read the news, or is he already prepared for the worst...

Yang Zhou looked at Chen Jian calmly, unexpectedly meeting his casual gaze.For a moment, the expressions of both of them were unnatural, and Yang Zhou suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth for some reason.Unexpectedly, this made Chen Jian unhappy again, he frowned, and said viciously: "Who made you laugh!"

Yang Zhou was taken aback, and suddenly remembered what the cook Anna had said about Chen Jian, and felt the same for a moment.He smiled slightly, this time the arc was softer: "Chen Jian, do you really want to do this?"

Chen Jian raised his chin and turned his eyes to the other side, clearly ignoring him.

Yangzhou didn't argue with him, and finished his dinner calmly.After the meal, Chen Jian took the lead to leave, and the light-colored shadow dragged long and lingeringly on the table, staying in Yangzhou's field of vision for a while.

It took Yang Zhou a while to leave, and when he left the restaurant, Chen Jian was already sitting in the living room tasting wine.Yang Zhou looked at the stairs leading to the second floor, and then at the warm fireplace, hesitating for a moment.

In their relationship, Chen Jian always took the initiative.No matter whether Yang Zhou responds or not, he always enjoys doing some boring actions.Yet now that there was a closer blood bond between them, he held back.

Yangzhou wasn't sure whether he should go over there or leave him alone.He had a vague idea that they should be strangers again—in view of what had happened before, he still chose to walk into the living room.

Just as Chen Jian hated him but wouldn't let him leave the base, perhaps there was something above the resentment and half blood that was above all else and irresistible.