side edge

Ji Liao's heart stopped beating, he raised his hand and pushed open the car door, rushed forward to grab the man in two steps, and grabbed the man's wrist tightly.

"Oh!" The man snorted in pain.

"...Yan Cun?!" Ji Liao gritted his molars hard, breathing heavily, and roared in a low voice, "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

In fact, after interrogating the criminal suspect a few times ago, Ji Liao subtly noticed that the other party's mood was not right, but he couldn't tell where the violation was. Seeing that Yan Cun was still calm, he was a little anxious , the whole figure seemed to be suspended in mid-air.

And the culprit who caused his anxiety didn't answer, but tilted his head, deliberately avoiding his sight.

"—I realized that something is wrong with you!" Ji Liao slammed Yan Cun against the wall, grabbed his jaw and forced his eyes to look up, gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell are you doing?!...Want to catch a cold? Or challenge the limits of the human body? ? Why do you have to do these unpredictable things?!"

"..." Yan Cun remained silent for a while, raised his eyes and met Ji Liao's gaze, and asked blankly, "I don't look right?"

He asked, "Is something wrong?"

Ji Liao: "..."

Captain Yan blinked, he seemed to be still sane and online, not a little bit drunk, but what he said was confusing: "Well...but I'm a human...Ji Liao, but I'm actually...a criminal policeman ah."

"...???" Ji Liao couldn't bear it anymore and said in a deep voice, "...What the hell are you talking about?! Didn't you just say that Li Wenxin was in secondary school? Then what are you doing now?"

Yan Cun froze for a few seconds when he heard the words, shook his head, and said solemnly: "It's different! There is an essential difference - I am desensitized, she is playing handsome, this is different."

Ji Liao was afraid that someone would run away again if he let go, so he had to pull him close to the car door first, took out a dry cloth from the back seat of the car, and roughly wiped the water droplets on the other party's hair.

"...Speak human words, Yan Cun." Ji Liao frowned, "Desensitization? What desensitization?... Please explain what you are doing now? Why? Exercise control? Control yourself No matter what the situation is, it will be as usual..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

In the previous thunderstorm weather, Captain Yan seemed to... have been wearing long-sleeved uniforms for several days abnormally, and coughed twice from time to time.

"..." Ji Liao couldn't believe it, "You...is there someone who is as desensitized as you?!"

He also understood something in an instant—perhaps the "thunderstorm weather" had a great impact on Yan Cun, not just "just can't sleep" as he said lightly, but actually almost reached the level of PTSD.

Ji Liao recalled the imperceptible little details on him before.

The moment when I heard Li Wenxin say that I had "no thoughts" on the roof of Chengfeng Hotel, the extremely short "lost time" after the interrogation of Li Wenxin, and after reading the interrogation record of Yu Yue for myself a few days ago, I obviously wanted to say What, forcibly and abruptly suppressed his emotions - he seems to have been controlling himself not to be influenced by the outside world, forcibly withdrawing his emotions, trying to make himself reach a state of 'almost out of control', let himself no matter what Can handle every situation with ease.

Ji Liao quickly pulled out an umbrella from the car, opened it, and forcibly threw Yan Cun into the passenger seat, thinking that he must not let him go home alone tonight.

Captain Yan, who was thrown into the co-pilot, didn't notice it. He obediently took the towel and wiped the water droplets from his hair, breathing as usual.

"Ji Liao," he sighed softly, "Why do you think I have so many problems? Why do I keep messing up things because of these problems?"

Ji Liao locked the passenger door with a click and started the car.

He didn't get a response for a long time, he blinked and turned his head to look at Ji Liao, raised his hand and tugged at his sleeve: "Talk to me, Ji Liao, otherwise I will be very embarrassed."

"..." Ji Liao asked in a hoarse voice, "You've always been... messing around like this?"

"Yes." Yan Cun nodded.

He thought for a while, and added: "Well...it's called nonsense when something happens. I'm fine, it's a normal process."

"Your desensitization... how serious is it?" Ji Liao warned him, "'I can't sleep' has already been used, change it."

In fact, Ji Liao wanted to know what happened to make him become like this—but he was a little afraid to know.

The small supermarket is less than 5 minutes' drive from Ji Liao's house. After driving the car into the underground garage and parking it, he quickly went around to the co-driver, and had to watch the man obediently enter the house.

"Hmm..." Yan Cun moved out of the car, walked towards the door, and thought about his words a little, "If I don't use this extreme method of 'desensitization', I guess it will be difficult to act like a normal person ...Ah Choo!"

Ji Liao took a breath, temporarily stopped the topic, first took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and found the remote control to turn on the heater.

He took out a set of long-sleeved pajamas from the closet and handed it to Yan Cun, telling him to change clothes and take a bath first, and when he returned to the living room, he was about to make a cup of cold medicine for Yan Cun, but when he remembered that he had drunk a lot, he let out an unhappy 'tsk' and put the The medicine was poured.

Thinking about it now, there was an explanation for Captain Yan’s persistent bewildering behavior just now—he was afraid that his emotions would be affected by Li Wenxin’s words, and he would lose control, so he resorted to external stimulation to confirm that he could control himself no matter what the situation was.

Ji Liao waited by the side of the corridor for a while, then quickly turned out an electronic thermometer from behind, and put a drop on Captain Yan's forehead after taking a shower—37 degrees 6.

"..." Ji Liao said unhappy, "Look at you."

In fact, Yan Cun does seem to be very 'normal'. He is sane throughout the whole process, and he knows his own state like the palm of his hand. Maybe he still doesn't know what went wrong, and he won't find out that Yan Cun has been suppressing his emotions in extreme ways in order to make himself 'strong'.

"?" Yan Cun's reaction was a little slow, "Huh? I... just after taking a bath in hot water, my body temperature will rise..."

It took Ji Liao a long time to draw out the tone of "Oh", indicating to Yan Cun to put the dirty clothes there, and sending him back to the room to sleep.

Half an hour later, after drying their uniforms in turn, Ji Liao went back to his room and once again used the electronic thermometer to put a drop on Yan Cun's forehead - 37 degrees 7.

Yan Cun: "..."

Ji Liao commented on him in one word: "Work."

"I..." Captain Yan couldn't take it any longer and slapped the light off with a 'snap', covered his head with the quilt, and said, "I'm asleep! Good night!"

Ji Liao stretched out his hand and pulled his quilt, said "leave a gap to breathe", and then added "good night".

The man in the quilt inadvertently paused for breath, immediately poked his eyes out, and found that Ji Liao had pulled a chair and sat down firmly in front of his bed.

His eyes lit up inadvertently: "You...um...why are you sitting here?"

Ji Liao pointed out the window and said, "It's raining so hard, I'm afraid you'll get addicted and sneak out."

"?" Yan Cun asked, "Am I stupid?"

"Hmm..." Ji Liao said, "According to what you said in the car just now, you must have been stupid more than once, right?"

Yan Cun: "..."

Ji Liao yawned, unlocked the screen, started to look at the phone, and said softly, "Sleep, I'll go back when you fall asleep, sleep quickly."

Yan Cun bit his lower lip lightly, as if he was making some small calculations, he hesitated for a moment, then moved to the side in a daze, "Then what... um... It seems that you are sleepy... move a seat for you Fine……"

He raised his hand and grabbed the corner of the other person's clothes, expressly said: "Well...or sleep together, don't just watch people sleep, it's scary... right?"

Ji Liao didn't forget that there were people within a few meters of this person sleeping with thunder, so he couldn't help laughing, and said, "That's not right."

Yan Cun let go of the corner of Ji Liao's clothes, grabbed the other's wrist with a little force and pulled it on the bed, and said in a thin voice, "Oh...I'm trapped to death! I can't hold it anymore! If I roll the quilt, you can just grab it... …right!"

After he finished speaking, he got under the quilt and said, "Good night."

Ji Liao couldn't help laughing for a while, then suddenly remembered the unfinished topic in the car, hesitated for a few seconds, and tentatively said, "Hmm... answer me a few questions first, okay?"

Yan Cun: "Zzzz..."

Ji Liao didn't intend to get to the bottom of it tonight, but just told him that he wanted to know about it, and went to bed with the other party's slight force, and said, "Let's talk when you want to talk about it? Hmm?"

After hearing the words, Yan Cun thought about it for a while, and it was not impossible, so he answered "yes", and divided the quilt in half to the side.

Ji Liao said, "Good night, Yan Cun."

The quilt was a little short, and the two of them didn't bother to go to the next door to get another one, so they decided to get closer to make do with it.

"Good night." After getting used to the darkness a little bit, Yan Cun vaguely saw the outline of the other person, closed his eyes and said, "Good dream, Ji Liao."

Ji Liao gave a soft "hmm", opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, as if he was thinking about something.

He didn't close his eyes until he heard the breathing of the person beside him gradually calm down, but he kept thinking about something else in his mind.

He thought: Maybe something is wrong.

Ji Liao turned over and stared at the man for a while, thinking: Well, forget it.

The two of them honestly occupied such a place, and the sound of breathing was intertwined. In fact, it didn't take much effort to fall asleep.

It was true at first.

When the rain outside the window gradually intensified and the thunder roared, Ji Liao opened his eyes and found that the skin of his arm seemed to have touched a 'continuous heating body'.

After a while, the heating body was already like an octopus, tightly entangled his limbs.

Ji Liao quickly raised his hand to turn on the night light beside the bed, and looked down - Yan Cun, who was lying obediently by his side, was rubbing his arm around him, as if he was not sleeping well/settled.

Ji Liao came back to his senses and probed the foreheads of the two of them respectively. Their body temperatures were lower than before going to bed.

He noticed that Yan Cun's eyelashes kept trembling, and his red lips opened and closed, as if he was deep in a dream, trying to call out someone's name.

Ji Liao moved his position, pulled his arm out of the opponent's imprisonment, moved closer, and found that he seemed to be calling 'Mom and Dad', but he never made a sound.

After a long time, he just let out a soft 'ah' hoarsely, as if he was suppressing something even in his sleep.