"Drink some water." Jian Yunxian frowned, looking uncomfortable. "I'm thirsty."
Yi Heye quickly poured water, which the man drank in one gulp, but he seemed even more agitated.
He paced back and forth in the house, looking very much like someone going through a drug withdrawal. His face was getting redder and his breathing was becoming increasingly erratic.
At this moment, Yi Heye was only wearing a loose T-shirt. He could clearly feel Jian Yunxian's gaze uncontrollably drifting towards his collar. He could also feel that the guy's aura became unusually heavy with each glance.
They were all men, and Yi Heye was gay himself, so he knew exactly what this guy was up to.
This was an inevitable consequence of the drug's effects. Yi Heye thought of Chen Sang and realized that it was already quite remarkable that this person had restrained himself to this extent.
At this moment, the man seemed to be consciously trying to suppress his desire, his fingertips turning white as he gripped the door frame tightly.
He was in great pain, and all of this pain was caused by himself.
Yi Heye stared intently into his eyes, and he could sense the man's restrained repression and the extreme pain he could not vent.
The person beside me was slumped over the table in agony, head bowed, their suppressed breathing echoing in the room.
Yi Heye was also incredibly aroused by his voice.
At this moment, Jian Yunxian's panicked and helpless gaze met his, and almost subconsciously she wanted to have more contact with Yi Heye.
This time, Yi Heye, unusually, did not dodge or resist, but let him tuck him into his arms and rub against his ear like an animal.
The person's high body temperature, soft hair, and the almost imperceptible caresses made Yi Heye feel dizzy.
He nestled obediently in Jian Yunxian's arms, letting him rub against him, his heart filled with bewilderment and a hint of resignation.
He even thought that it might be okay if things were like this.
Just when he felt that Jian Yunxian was about to reach his limit and that he was about to be devoured alive by this out-of-control guy, the man suddenly reached out and, with almost all his strength, pushed him out of his arms.
Yi Heye stared blankly at him, watching him shake his head at him with misty eyes and a pained expression, as if telling him that he couldn't.
Then, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze from Yi Heye and locked himself, drenched in sweat, into the bathroom behind him.
Yi Heye stood there, neither greatly disappointed nor relieved by the departure of the person in front of him; his head seemed to be buzzing.
He felt the man slide down against the door, unable to control himself. He didn't leave, but turned around and sat down back to back with him.
All night long, he kept regretting and feeling fortunate that he hadn't installed a better soundproof door when he renovated the house.
They could hear everything clearly, and the two of them, their voices ringing in each other's ears, urged each other on and helped each other achieve their goals.
Yi Heye lost to him again this time, but this time, he no longer felt much shame about the defeat.
The two of them stopped for a long time. Yi Heye sat wearily in front of the door, leaning against Jian Yunxian through the door.
Hearing the man's breathing gradually calm down, he knew that the guy should indeed be alright, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly relaxed.
Before he could ask, Jian Yunxian explained in a hoarse voice, "I don't want you to have a relationship with a mindless beast."
Yi Heye recalled the commotion he had just made at the other end of the door and smiled wearily—his energy just now really resembled that of a wild beast.
But he didn't say anything. He just listened to the man's breath, thought about what he had said, and listened to his own heartbeat, slowly picking up the thought that had inexplicably saddened him all night—
Do I have a crush on Jian Yunxian?
Author's Note:
Let me see, whose skull has suddenly opened up!
Chapter 72, No. 072
Having been somewhat mentally prepared, Yi Heye didn't experience the expected emotional fluctuations when he reached this conclusion.
This was the first time in his more than twenty years of life that he had discovered he liked another person.
There wasn't much shame, surprise, or fear, only a wave of inexplicable sadness washing over me.
He didn't know what he was sad about, but the thought that the person he might like was Jian Yunxian made him feel inexplicably down.
He didn't know when he had started down this wrong path, and he didn't want to think about it anymore.
After a long while, the sound of a shower finally came from behind. Yi Heye got up, helped him with his clothes, made him a cup of milk, and then helped him back to his room after he finished showering.
When Yi Heye returned to his room after taking a shower, Jian Yunxian had already fallen into a deep sleep.
He left half the bed for himself, silently closing his eyes, so quiet that even his breathing was concealed.
Yi Heye harbored some ulterior motives and didn't even dare to look at him for long, simply lying down with his back to him.
Enveloped in the faint scent of sandalwood, Yi Heye opened his eyes and looked at the hazy moon outside the window, then carefully and silently pressed himself against Jian Yunxian's back.
At this moment, Jian Yunxian seemed to have forcibly shut down his interactive system, showing no response to any external noise.
He was unguarded against Yi Heye, and Yi Heye, seeing the hem of his clothes that could be lifted up at any moment, did not take the opportunity to look at it.
After working overtime all day, coupled with the exhaustion from what happened in front of the door, Yi Heye's mind was no longer willing to work, so he let himself drift off and close his eyes.
I slept without any dreams.
The next day, Yi Heye got up very early. He first reached out to confirm that Jian Yunxian was still alive, and then he reassured himself and started coordinating the work progress with the bureau.
He was met by Zhou Wenkai: "I have already reported everything you sent me last night to Director Li. The expenses incurred in carrying out the mission will be transferred directly to your account later."
Yi Heye didn't care about that, and only said, "I will send the USB drive to the identification center as soon as possible. The rest falls under the scope of drug enforcement work, so it should be able to be handed over to the security department, right?"
Zhou Wenkai replied, "After you explained the situation yesterday, we held a case discussion meeting with the Security Department overnight. In fact, since the users of this type of drug involve AI, our Artificial Intelligence Administration cannot completely stay out of it."
Yi Heye's expression cooled down, and he frowned, staring at him without saying a word.
Zhou Wenkai awkwardly touched the tip of his nose and said, "Now both of our units have jurisdiction over this case, but according to the principle of personal jurisdiction, the first case was caused by AI, so the case must be handled by our Artificial Intelligence Administration. The task given to us by the higher-ups is to trace the source of this drug production and sale, and the remaining arrest mission will be carried out in cooperation with the Security Section."
Yi Heye understood, but didn't care: "Then do as you please. Investigate the rest yourselves. Our mission is over."
“Xiao Yi,” Zhou Wenkai said sternly, in the tone of an elder, “you know that you have now gained the drug dealers’ trust, and your identities haven’t been exposed yet. You are the most suitable candidates to continue investigating, especially Jian Yunxian, who has already…”
"Impossible." Yi Heye interrupted him coldly. "We will not continue to follow this case. Go find whoever you want."
Before Zhou Wenkai could say anything more, Yi Heye hung up the call and immediately added him to his blacklist.
Even after he stood up, Yi Heye still felt his heart pounding violently due to the emotional turmoil.
He was angry; just hearing that they were to continue going deeper into the subject made his heart race.
He didn't want to go through that again, didn't want to get close to this circle again, and didn't want to see Jian Yunxian like that last night again.
Thinking of this, Yi Heye vaguely recalled the subtle feelings he had developed for Jian Yunxian.
He wiped his face in pain, his mood inexplicably sinking once again.
He slumped over the table, his face buried in his hands—why Jian Yunxian of all people? Why him of all people?
Just then, a rustling sound came from behind. Jian Yunxian groggily opened her eyes, her clear green eyes staring at him: "Good morning, Mr. Yi."
Gentle and docile, just like that little lamb that occasionally appears on your pillow.
Yi Heye felt a slight tremor in his heart, quickly turned around, clumsily took out two packs of instant sandwiches from the refrigerator to heat them up, and then went to observe Jian Yunxian's condition.
Jian Yunxian quickly finished washing up, drank a cup of hot milk, carefully ate the sandwich, and gave a thumbs-up in praise:
"Mr. Yi's cooking skills are excellent."
Yi Heye silently pressed his thumb back down: "...I just heated it up a bit."
Jian Yunxian said earnestly, "Mastering the heat is also a skill."
Seeing that this guy still had the energy to talk nonsense, Yi Heye stopped worrying about his health.
He turned around, took out the USB drive sealed in a shielded box from the drawer, and stopped looking at Jian Yunxian: "I'm going back to the station to hand the USB drive over to the identification center. Our mission can be pretty much over then."
Upon hearing this, Jian Yunxian looked up and watched him until he reached the door before asking, "Why didn't you continue?"
Yi Heye put on his coat, zipped it up, unlocked the inside of the door, and put his hand on the doorknob: "It's too dangerous, I don't want to."
Jian Yunxian finally got up, walked up to him, and reached out to stop him from opening the door.
Just before his hand was touched, Yi Heye withdrew his hand and took a step back to create distance between himself and Jian Yunxian.
Jian Yunxian looked at him and said gently, "You should know that if we withdraw now, it will be almost impossible for others to complete this."
"Hmm." Yi Heye put his hands in his pockets. "I know."
Jian Yunxian wasn't angry. He patiently persuaded her, "Then all our previous efforts would have been wasted."
Yi Heye paused briefly, frowned slightly, and remained silent.
Jian Yunxian helped him lock the door again, then held his shoulders and gently pressed him back into the seat.
The man's gentle voice sounded in my ear: "Was yesterday's incident frightening you?"
Yi Heye felt a tingling sensation down his spine, pursed his lips, and remained silent.
He was unwilling to admit that Jian Yunxian's situation yesterday had indeed made him feel unprecedented fear, to the point that he had to confront his own inner self.
“It’s alright.” Jian Yunxian pulled up a chair, sat down opposite him, and leaned down to look into his eyes. “If you’re really scared, leave everything to me. I won’t let you be in any more danger.”
Yi Heye stared into Jian Yunxian's eyes and remained silent for a long time.
This outcome, contrary to his expectations, made him chuckle helplessly. For a moment, he couldn't tell if the person was genuinely considerate or trying to provoke him.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed helplessly.
Worry, fear, hesitation.
These words, which should never have appeared in his career, are now naturally swallowing his decisiveness and making him incredibly pathetic.
He even suspected that this was a malicious psychological tactic employed by Jian Yunxian to erode his will.
How cunning! No wonder he's determined to catch this guy.
At this moment, he remembered what Jian Yunxian had told him the night before, telling him to have more confidence in himself.
He's right. Why worry about someone who can't even handle himself?
What's more, there's also himself, a hunter who has never made a mistake in his career.
Thinking of this, Yi Heye raised his head, as if he had figured something out, and the decisiveness and confidence that had disappeared from his eyes that morning rekindled.
Yi Heye smiled and said, "I was afraid you would be scared."
Upon hearing this, Jian Yunxian laughed as well: "With Mr. Yi here, I have nothing to be afraid of."