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After getting a definite answer, he was relieved to learn the details of the case from his mouth: "I told you before... About the scene I 'saw' on the day of the fire, I dreamed of this scene every night when I was young .”

He lowered his eyes and his voice trembled a little: "After thinking about it carefully, it is most likely because I... At that time, my mental state was not right. It is a bit ridiculous to say that it was telepathy, but at that time I really just had hallucinations. I saw the crime scene with my own eyes."

"I remember that there were no blisters on my hands when I was burned in front of the window. After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is a little deviation from the scene of the fire in my memory."

At first he guessed that his memory should be fuzzy, maybe there were some details that made him remember wrongly, and it was not until later that he guessed some clues—maybe he didn’t actually see the scene back then, everything was just imagined by him, In fact, he did not see the last side of his parents before they passed away. "

"..." Ji Liao was stunned, thinking about it carefully for a while, Yan Cun seemed to have indeed mentioned the detail of 'scalding and blistering' at the beginning, and took a deep breath, "In fact, the sleepless nightmare that has haunted you for so many years... From yourself."

"Well, yes." Yan Cun breathed out softly, "I have always been trapped by myself, all this time... maybe my fear of rain is only caused by my psychological factors."

He felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, closed his eyes, took a step forward, gently rested his head on Ji Liao's chest, and raised his arms to hug Ji Liao.

No matter what the root cause of this matter is, it is up to him to solve everything.

Ji Liao gave a slow 'hmm', raised his hand and pulled him into his arms, hugged him tightly with a little force, and gave him a warm hug.

Yan Cun was a little lost in thought, and decided to put the hallucination aside for now.

He thought about the note he just said and the so-called recording. For a moment, his back felt a little chilly, and a strange guess appeared in his heart. He raised his head and asked, "This person...he..."

His voice froze, and he was unable to speak out for a long time. After deliberating for a long time, he changed his words: "This person...you...do you know it?"

Ji Liao didn't speak, and stared at him for a while with lowered eyes, with a complicated expression, as if he was asking him, "Do you know what's in your heart?"

Yan Cun's eyes trembled, his throat was a little dry, and he said, "I understand."

Ji Liao nodded, and didn't want to comfort him, he just analyzed the problem from an objective point of view: "Of course, all of this is just guesswork... Since they haven't found anything for so many years, they have always been subject to threats, then the clues we are investigating may not necessarily lead anywhere."

Yan Cun's mind was a little confused, he was a little dazed, and he didn't know if he listened or not.

If it is the person he thinks, what is the motivation of this person to do so?What is the reason for the subsequent series of meaningless actions?What methods have been used to control or threaten the 'neighbor' who witnessed the crime scene back then...

Doubting this kind of thing is like Ling Chi, adding up and accumulating bit by bit, insisting that you go to get close to the truth bit by bit, it is really better to cut it directly.

'Be good at controlling others, who can grasp every lifeline of yours tightly, and won't let you realize who he is, and won't let you realize that you are being controlled'...

So all this time... he... controlled... did he...

"??" Ji Liao felt something was wrong, "Yan Cun?"

There was buzzing in Yan Cun's ears, and he froze in place, not speaking for a long time.

"..." Ji Liao tried again, "Baby?"

No one heard it at all.

Ji Liao sighed, exerted a little force on his hands, and pulled the person closer to him. He didn't know what to say, so he raised his hand and gently rubbed Yan Cun's cheeks a few times.

People didn't respond at all.

Ji Liao sighed, and after hesitating for a while, he had kissed several times before anyway, so he simply kissed him hard, aggressively, as if he had to recover from the kiss.

"?!" Fang Fei's mood was forcibly pulled back, Yan Cun was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to push away, but it took a long time to realize that it was Ji Liao, who stopped his movements abruptly, and obediently stayed where he was so he could be kissed.

Ji Liao didn't say much, and concentrated on kissing, focusing all his attention on his lips and tongue.

After kissing for a long time, until both of them were a little out of breath, he took a step back.

Ji Liao licked his lips, reminiscing about the kiss for a while, but he didn't let go of him, the tips of his noses pressed against each other, allowing their fiery breaths to intertwine.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, he gasped for breath, and asked softly, "Why didn't you push me away?"

There are many, many things he wants to ask, and there are many things he wants to do. He wants to kiss again, and he wants to do something else.

The distance between the two was too close, too ambiguous, the fresh fragrance of the shower gel lingered on the tip of the nose, and they could kiss again just by taking a step forward.

Yan Cun's breathing was a bit messy, and he didn't have time to think about those broken things just now. He thought about another thing that was more important.

He blinked, Ji Liao was the only one left in his eyes, he was burned by the unabashed love in his eyes, and without avoiding his eyes, he stared at Ji Liao, and said in a hoarse voice: "Isn't it just a pet?" looking at you."

"..."

Ji Liao squinted his eyes and didn't speak, as if he was not satisfied with the answer, he asked again: "Really?"

The air was silent for a few seconds, and the only sound left in the room was their chaotic and panting breathing. Ji Liao asked again "Is that so?" It took a long time before he heard a "hmm" like a mosquito.

"Oh." Ji Liao became unhappy: "It's just because you dote on me? Just dote on me?"

"..." Yan Cun didn't know which question he was answering, "It's...not really."

Ji Liao stopped talking.

He is not happy.

He took a step closer, lowered his head, kissed Yan Cun's red lips with a little force, and bit them lightly.

Yan Cun took a breath, his pupils shrank suddenly, his self-defense system was passively activated, and he hid back.

Ji Liao didn't want to let people hide, he put one hand around Yan Cun's shoulder and locked him tightly in his arms.

"Hmm...don't..." Yan Cun clenched his lower lip, fearing that he might not be able to control his voice, so he lowered his voice and begged for mercy, "Don't...Ji Liao..."

"Just dote on me?" Ji Liao asked again, "Only dote on me?"

"No... ah..." Yan Cun closed his eyes, "Yes... only... only love you."

"The truth?" Ji Liao asked.

"Yes, yes...really..."

Ji Liao stopped as he said, smiled slowly, and suddenly asked, "Do you like me?"

"?" Yan Cun was stunned, but his thoughts had not yet come to him. He was stunned for a while, "...?"

"Do you like me?" Ji Liao asked again, "Do you like me?"

"..." Yan Cun heard clearly this time, blinked, raised his eyes to stare at Ji Liao for a while, "...huh?"

"Don't avoid it habitually," Ji Liao said softly, "Think about it carefully, I'm not in a hurry to know, but you have to think about it."

Ji Liao thought for a while, and then added softly: "Is it okay?"

Yan Cun was not annoyed by being directly exposed for his escape mentality all the time, but he still didn't speak. He and Ji Liao looked at each other for a few seconds, and took a long time to calm down.

He pulled his mind away from the senses, closed his eyes, and was really thinking about the question Ji Liao asked.

Does he like Ji Liao? --like.

Is he ready to change his relationship with Ji Liao? --No.

For him, to recognize his inner thoughts and establish an intimate relationship—not to mention the ambiguous physical relationship between the two of them, it seems to him to change from an ambiguous relationship to an intimate relationship, and to get closer to Ji Liao. A little tough, a little over the top.

Although the body is actually ambiguous to this extent.

Although this object is Ji Liao.

The ambiguous relationship comes quickly, suddenly, and directly. There is no decision at all, and there is only the "perception" link when it comes up, and it always falls into it somehow.Now he realizes that he likes Ji Liao, and realizes that this love is two-way, but he has not developed a relationship with anyone for so many years, he is habitually avoiding, and his subconscious mind is deeply rooted in thinking that no one will like his real self, so he skips the young and vigorous The age when it is easy to be tempted by others has also skipped the age where you can do anything on impulse, and it is easier to look forward and backward when making decisions.

He is afraid that he is too reckless, that his past will affect him, and that he does not have the ability to love someone wholeheartedly.

He was a little timid at first, but fortunately Ji Liao didn't make him timid for too long, he hugged him at the moment when his thoughts were invaded by the past and shadows, and he also vaguely remembered Ji Liao whispering in his ear a few days ago said those words.

He impulsively wanted to get closer to Ji Liao, he needed time to think about it, but he was afraid that Ji Liao would not give him time—fortunately, Ji Liao understood this in his heart.

Although neither of them are in the right distance posture now, everything is not right.

Yan Cun finally gave a "huh".

"You'll think about it, right?" Ji Liao asked again, "You'll think about it, right? Don't forget."

"I have a good memory." Yan Cun said helplessly.

"That's good." Ji Liao finally laughed, and quickly kissed Yan Cun on the lips.

"...Hmm!" Yan Cun's breathing was hot, "If you don't take your hands away, it's cold."

"No." Ji Liao willful, "I don't want to take it away."

Yan Cun took a deep breath, his strength was really no one's strength, and he didn't really want to struggle, so he let go of his hand helplessly, and bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making a sound.

His mind was flustered, and he suddenly remembered that Ji Liao asked himself if he liked him, and he reacted: "Why do you only ask me? You don't talk about yourself."

"?" Ji Liao paused, raised his eyes, didn't realize what Yan Cun said for a long time, thought carefully for a while, and said, "Isn't it obvious? Don't you see it too?"

"..." Yan Cun was annoyed, "Is it the same as what you said?"

"I like you." Ji Liao laughed, and said again in a serious manner, "I like you, Yan Cun."

Yan Cun was taken aback.

Ji Liao quickly pecked Yan Cun's lips, pried open the teeth and poked in again, kissed for a long time, and asked again: "Is it okay, do you still need to upgrade?"

Yan Cun's eyelids were slightly closed, he didn't expect Ji Liao to say it so bluntly, and now he was really speechless.

His lower lip was about to be bitten by himself, he tried to clear his mind, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, with a thought, he quickly hugged Ji Liao and turned around.

Ji Liao's pupils shrank, and the impulse in his heart soared to the highest level, and his mind went blank.

Yan Cun lowered his head and took the initiative to kiss Ji Liao's lips. After kissing for a long time, he took a step back, pressed his hand into Ji Liao's lips, and pressed the pointy tooth: "Just now Didn't find..."

"...?"

"I said why does biting hurt so much..." Yan Cun chuckled, "So there is a little tiger tooth hidden?"

On weekdays, Ji Liao doesn't talk very much, he has a mysterious and cool temperament, and he doesn't make any overly intense expressions when he speaks. No one has ever discovered this cute little fang, and He discovered the bad habit of biting.

No one has ever noticed Ji Liao, who is a little cute and cute in front of him.

Ji Liao closed his eyes and couldn't remember anything for a while.

His mood was occupied by this strong stimulus, he fought for the initiative, and reversed his position again.

Yan Cun didn't resist either.

Ji Liao took a few breaths and forcefully awakened his reason. Although he felt that the question was a bit silly, he stopped his movements and asked hoarsely, "You... are not... um... I think it is necessary to ask one more question..."

"...?"

"Do you know what you are doing?" Ji Liao asked.

"...Nonsense," Yan Cun said, "I'm not stupid."

"No... that's not what I meant..." Ji Liao restrained himself and asked again, "...It's only been a few minutes, you're thinking about it now? So fast?"

"?" Yan Cun's mind was a little short-circuited, "Are you fast?!"

Ji Liao: "???"

"I don't want to," Yan Cun said, "Come on, come directly."

He didn't want to look forward and backward again, didn't want to have to think about it and come up with a result, now here and now, the person in front of him is Ji Liao, he decided to do whatever he wanted, decided to be presumptuous for once.

He looked at Ji Liao with burning eyes, his heartbeat was chaotic, and his mind was also chaotic, but he asked solemnly: "Is it okay to be impulsive once? Just be impulsive once, Ji Liao."

Ji Liao was stunned, feeling the fiery temperature in the other party's eyes, as if he was hit by that strong and eager emotion, and couldn't think of anything else in his mind for a while.

He really didn't expect this person to have such a style in this matter. At first, he was like a kitten, arrogant and provocative. He insisted on teasing people a few times like him. Open but frank and honest, crying when it hurts, and not happy when it's not hurting.

The outside of the house was too quiet, all kinds of voices were intertwined and continuous, the two continued to go crazy without shame, continued to sink, intoxicated and addicted by each other's breath, tireless.

They seem to see nothing, think about nothing, only the other person is left in their eyes, impulsiveness and desire occupy their thoughts, and they have forgotten all the careless thoughts that were not simple enough in the past, without scruples and suspicions, and only It seems that there are only two of them left in this world.

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