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When the voice of the main system sounded in Lan Qiaoyi's mind, even though he knew that the main task was not easy to complete, Lan Qiaoyi still breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, he received clear instructions, which eased some of the anxiety he had been feeling since he entered the dungeon.

He looked up at the man standing in front of him at this time, and said in the deep eyes of the other party:

"Doctor Duan, help me."

The young man's lips were bright red, like petals that had been gently kneaded to remove the full juice.

The man didn't seem to have thought that the person in front of him would say such a thing, he frowned, subconsciously grasped the young man's slender wrist when he was hanging by his side, and said with some hesitation:

"what do you want to say in the end?"

At this moment, Duan Yan looked at the young man in front of him helplessly, and broke his hand out of his own. In his suddenly sinking expression, he turned to hold the man's finger, and his dark eyes filled with tenderness. Looking at him with clear and lingling eyes, her bright red lips parted slightly:

"I'm asking you to help me get out of this terrible life."

"How do you know that I will definitely help you?"

The man said so, but the hand held by the young man wrapped the softness in his palm again. He took a slight step forward, and a pair of emerald green eyes fixed on the young man in front of him.

What on earth should I do so you can see me?

Because he had no previous memory, Lan Qiaoyi couldn't understand the pain in the man's expression and tone. He just frowned slightly, looked at the man in front of him, and then said:

"Help me get back my previous memories, Doctor Duan."

The beautiful young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his other hand, wrapping Duan Yan's hand gently in the palm of his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"If you want to see the old me again."

These words seemed to wake up the man in front of him again, as if he could no longer resist such a temptation, he lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the young man in front of him, and finally sighed as if in compromise, his expression seemed to have returned to the previous one With a calm and self-sufficient appearance, he opened his mouth and said:

"You always knew there was nothing I could do with you."

……

When Lan Qiaoyi was sitting at the dining table with the man, the other party put the thermal bag in his hand on the dining table, pushed the steaming porridge in front of the young man, and said:

"No matter what you want, eat well now."

Hearing this, the young man sitting in front of the dining table finally obediently picked up the spoon held by the man, and began to sip in small mouthfuls. Even though he knew that Duan Yan might have his own thoughts in his heart, he agreed to help him. The request to retrieve the memory, but the pure concern now still makes him a little moved.

After finishing the porridge, Lan Qiaoyi wiped his mouth and was about to stand up, but the man sitting opposite took the lead and stretched out his hand to hold down the shoulder, and when he pressed the boy back on the chair, Duan Yan said:

"Sit still, let me come."

Lan Qiaoyi watched the man's back disappear into the kitchen, and then the sound of water flowing "哗啦啦——" sounded.

"Ding dong——" interrupted the young man who was in a daze at this moment. He tilted his head slightly and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

[We have made new discoveries about your husband's case. 】

Just when Lan Qiaoyi was a little dazed, a line of words popped up in the chat box again:

[Are you free this afternoon?I will pick you up. 】

The sender was from the man named [Officer Huo].

Looking at the messages on the phone, the young man remembered the task that the main system had just issued to him, and suddenly realized that maybe in this dungeon, his relationship with Huo Chengji would last for a long time.

The current clue instructions are very clear. If you want to get more information about the murder, you must keep in touch with the man at all times.

Thinking of this, with his white fingers, he swipe the screen of the phone a few times, and the message was sent.

【it is good. 】

A handsome man in a black police uniform sat on the seat, his silver-gray eyes reflected the words on the phone screen, and a smile could not help but curl up on his lips.

"Hey~ Boss—you seem to be in a good mood today!" Such an expression was inadvertently caught by the passing subordinates.

Hearing the jokes in the tone of the people around him, the man straightened his face for a moment, and suddenly softened his brows and eyes in the face of his subordinates who were "shuddering" thinking they would be criticized.

"Yeah." He said in a low voice, "Because I met someone who made me happy."

At this time, the person who made Huo Chengji happy was shopping with another man.

Here's how it all started...

After eating together, because he felt uncomfortable being alone with Duan Yan, after confirming that the other party was not going to work today, Lan Qiaoyi took the initiative to invite him to go out with him for a walk.

Even though the man seemed a bit reluctant, the boy rarely took the initiative to hold the man, pushed him to the door, and then said:

"Didn't you say you want to help me restore my memory? Getting me familiar with the surrounding environment is also a way."

Duan Yan didn't notice the loophole in this sentence, because he just thought about going out with the young man, and his eyes unconsciously flashed a bit of anticipation.

So the two took to the streets.

When Lan Qiaoyi smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air, he unconsciously froze.

For some reason, when he walked into this flower shop, an inexplicable throbbing rose in his heart in an instant.

"Does it look familiar? This is the place where I first met you."

Even though he knew that the boy at this time had no previous memories, but when the man turned his head slightly to look at him, there was still some imperceptible tension and expectation in his expression.

But when he saw the boy shaking his head, his heart sank as if he had been hit by a heavy object.

It's just that the other party's words made his eyes light up again.

"Although I can't remember, I always feel..." Lan Qiaoyi frowned, his eyes were a little erratic, "This place feels very familiar to me."

As soon as the words fell, Duan Yan laughed unconsciously. He couldn't help but think:

Is it because I once met the boy here?

At this time, the man selectively forgot another reason: maybe it was because the boy often came here.

He only wishful thinking that this is the other party's obsession with him.

At the same time, Lan Qiaoyi fell into a little embarrassment. If he said that he had subconsciously turned a blind eye to the intimacy shown by Duan Yan, but the throbbing in his heart made him have to face up to this problem. :

Maybe the him before amnesia was really like what the man said, a wife who obviously had a husband but still chose to have an affair with the doctor.

Such conjectures made him blush almost instantly.

Naturally, the boy's changes were not ignored by the man who was always paying attention to him.

Relying on the fact that the other party couldn't see due to the angle of view, Duan Yan's gaze unscrupulously swept across the beautiful neck dotted with a slight pink, and there was a bit of obsession unconsciously in his eyes.

"Gentlemen, hello, what do you want to buy?"

At this moment, the clerk's voice sounded, interrupting their thoughts.

He just thought about taking the boy to the place where he first met, but when he was really questioned, the man rarely showed a bit of a daze.

He looked at the pretty young man not far away who leaned slightly and sniffed the flowers, and his thoughts diverged again. When the clerk asked patiently again, Duan Yan blurted out:

"Rose--"

"Okay, sir." The clerk replied kindly, looking at the two with kind eyes, she maintained a professional smile, and then asked:

"How many flowers do you want?"

At this time, the man's answer no longer seemed flustered. Instead, he looked like he was thinking seriously, and then he said:

"99 flowers."

Duan Yan subconsciously laughed at the sound of the assigned meaning.

After hearing this sentence, the clerk who was about to confirm saw the boy who turned his head back from the other side and couldn't hide his surprise.

"Duan Yan...?"

Hearing this, the man smiled towards Lan Qiaoyi, a bit of softness appeared in his emerald green eyes, and he spoke again to confirm:

"99 roses for you."

The clerk also seemed a little surprised, she said in a deliberate way:

"This gentleman, 99 roses may be a bit much to pick up."

At this moment, Lan Qiaoyi seemed to come back to his senses suddenly. He glanced at Duan Yan, then turned his head towards the clerk, waved his hands in a panic and said:

"Don't listen to him, don't want 99 flowers, nine flowers are enough."

"Okay, is Jiuduo? I'll wrap it up for you."

As soon as the words fell, the young man seemed to realize what he had just said, his eyes dodged for a moment, and he didn't even dare to turn his head.

It's just that the gaze beside him is getting hotter.

"Jojo, do you really want to send me roses?"

It was obvious that he wanted to give it to the boy first, but the man at this moment was like a naive child, wanting to confirm repeatedly.

"The words of roses represent love."

Among so many flower languages, the man only remembered this one.

The boy is his rose, the rose that can never be forgotten after a glimpse.

Rooted in his heart, watered by love, finally blooming at this time.

"I love you."

Lan Qiaoyi was completely stunned. He never thought that this sentence would be triggered by such an opportunity at this moment, and would be uttered by a man in this way.

It's just...a copy.

"Do you love me?"

Because he couldn't get an answer, Duan Yan asked again, his emerald green eyes fixed on the beautiful young man in front of him, his voice even trembled a little.

There was a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air, but his eyes were extremely hot.

The author has something to say:

Don't laugh at Dr. Duan, he just doesn't understand (;