Chapter 88 Chapter 88 You are thinking about me too, right...

Zhou Jing is dead.

Zhou Pei sat in the heavy rain for a long time, holding the coat he had originally intended to give to his younger brother.

The umbrella above his head was hitting the rain and making crackling sounds, but the cold rain was still blown in by the wind and soaked his clothes.

He knew that many families of patients with desolate diseases would hate the hunters after they completed their mission, but at this moment Zhou Pei just watched silently as the hunters, who were fully armed and even had their eyes covered by goggles, gathered their troops and prepared to leave.

The howling wind and rain penetrated through my empty chest.

My brother's body will be taken away.

Apart from some personal belongings that need to be claimed after the scene is cleaned up, nothing will be left behind.

Zhou Pei opened his phone and scrolled through Zhou Jing's social media accounts again and again.

All the things he couldn't stand, the things he hated, the things that the brat couldn't change no matter how hard he tried, eventually turned into a blankness in his empty chest.

But he didn't hate the hunter.

They were the protectors of the city, that was just their duty, he didn't blame them.

But he has no younger brother.

He has no younger brother.

The younger brother who has been following him since he was a little kid who could barely walk and talk, even if he later became a bad boy, got into trouble, or even died, he will always be his younger brother.

He used to be disgusted with how his brother had become, and he was tired of having to clean up the mess endlessly.

But when he really lost it, all that remained in his mind was the soft little thing that had not yet grown up, smiling at him and asking for his brother to hold it.

In the humid air, Zhou Pei slowly stood up on his knees, his eyes fixed on the bulge covered tightly with black cloth that was carried out on the stretcher, and he seemed to be looking at a non-existent void.

No one will cause him trouble again.

Chen Luan and Wu Ning stayed with Zhou Pei for a long time, and only said goodbye and left when Zhou Pei's family arrived at the scene.

By the time Chen Luan returned home, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

There were a string of missed calls from Jiang Xun on the phone, and the call log was lit up in red.

I haven't received any reply yet, maybe I'm worried.

Chen Luan took off his wet coat and was about to call back when he heard the sound of the door being unlocked.

He was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and his eyes met a pair of light golden pupils.

The tall alpha, wearing a wet combat uniform, stood outside the door, trying to keep it open. He obviously didn't expect to bump into Chen Luan at the door.

"Why are you back?"

"Why did you come back just now?"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the air was quiet for a moment.

Chen Luan curled his lower lip and turned sideways to let the other person in. "Yeah, I stayed outside for a while. Didn't they say there are no holidays during special training?"

The alpha's figure came over, and instead of answering Chen Luan's question, he gently hugged Chen Luan.

The warmth in his arms and the familiar, reassuring smell of warmth filled his nose, as if even the dampness in his chest had been dispelled.

Jiang Ling tightened his arms and wearily placed half of his body weight on Chen Luan's shoulders. His voice was dull and hoarse:

"Chen Luan."

"I miss you."

Chen Luan was unsteady on his feet due to the sudden weight. He took two steps back and leaned his lower back against the edge of the entrance cabinet.

The smell of cold rain from the alpha's body wafted over, with a subtle smell of blood. Chen Luan could feel the trembling frequency of the other's heartbeat from the two people's chests pressed tightly together.

Chen Luan sighed softly, and a feeling of sourness slowly arose in his heart.

He was only in his early twenties, and he faced such a tragic scene on his first patrol. He also had to shoot at the old man whose face was already unrecognizable with his own hands. He must have felt uncomfortable.

Chen Luan remembered that when he first saw the remains of a human being torn apart by wild beasts, he vomited for a long time, and was in a daze for several days after he returned.

That feeling is not pleasant.

So Chen Luan raised his hand and unfastened the helmet strap that Jiang Ling had fastened under his chin. Without mentioning anything that had just happened, he took off the wet helmet and put it aside. He rubbed Jiang Ling's messy hair soothingly, with a relaxed smile on his face. "Missed me? Didn't we just see each other?"

Even though all the hunters were wearing the same clothes, with helmet visors and goggles covering their faces, Chen Luan recognized Jiang Ling the moment he appeared on the terrace with a gun in hand.

He was the one who taught Jiang Ling how to shoot, and he was the one who brought him up step by step. He had seen that familiar figure thousands of times, and he would not make a mistake.

As soon as he finished speaking, the head resting on his shoulder rubbed against his gently, and the still wet ends of his hair brushed across Chen Luan's profile.

“Not really.”

"Why doesn't it count?"

Chen Luan held Jiang Ling's chin and lifted up the face that was still stained with the cold rain. The black mask covered most of the face, leaving only a pair of tired eyes, which were quietly lowered and staring at Chen Luan.

"We haven't met or spoken to each other, so of course it doesn't count."

Chen Luan leaned against the cabinet behind him and pulled off his rain-soaked mask, revealing his full face. He pinched the man's still cold cheek, narrowed his eyes, and softened his gaze: "Now that we've met, we've talked."

The breath that was blocked by the cloth began to flow between the two people again, and a slight air current blew over.

The alpha lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on Chen Luan's light-colored lips. He tightened his arms and leaned closer.

There was a soft "pop" sound.

My breath was stifled by a warm hand.

Chen Luan tilted his head slightly, raised his hand to cover Jiang Ling's mouth and nose, raised his eyebrows and said, "You're acting like a hooligan now that you're back, right?"

He pushed the person away and said, "Alright, you're all wet. Go take a shower and change clothes. Be careful not to catch a cold tomorrow."

"don't want."

Jiang Ling raised her hand and grasped Chen Luan's wrist, then took a step closer. Her warm breath fanned Chen Luan's cheek. "It's been over a month since we last met. Don't you miss me?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in the voice, but the beautiful light amber eyes were fixed on Chen Luan stubbornly.

The raindrops dripping from the ends of her hair slid down Jiang Ling's handsome jawline, and fell on Chen Luan's collar with a plop, spreading a small dark spot.

But Chen Luan did not answer immediately.

His eyes fell on Jiang Ling's face.

Lost some weight.

The training must be tiring.

There are still some dark circles on your face. Have you not had enough rest recently?

My lips are so dry that they are peeling. Maybe I don’t drink enough water.

Hey, why is there another pimple here?

What are you thinking about every day that makes you so anxious and angry?

The details that were blurred in the video call appeared clearly one by one.

Chen Luan's heart felt sour and bitter. He pursed his lips and raised his hand to rub the edge of Jiang Ling's chin, where some blue stubble had appeared. He then curved his eyes and said teasingly:

"Why don't you shave? Are razors considered illegal electrical appliances in the Special Forces dormitory?"

The light in the entrance hall was a little dim, and Chen Luan's fingertips were caught by Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling suddenly laughed, leaned down and rested her forehead against Chen Luan's, rubbing her nose against Chen Luan's nose: "So you are thinking about me too, right?"

A warm air current blew over as he spoke, shaking Chen Luan's heart.

"I didn't say that."

He half-closed his eyes and stepped back, looking back at the wall clock, then looked up at the dark circles under Jiang Ling's eyes: "Go, it's getting late, go to bed early--"

He was stopped mid-sentence by a warm kiss.

Jiang Ling's kisses have never been gentle, but this time it was surprisingly soft.

In the scent of Jiang Ling that gradually spread between his lips and teeth, Chen Luan noticed the other party's gentle kisses and cautious probing as if for some kind of confirmation.

He subconsciously wanted to step back, but a warm hand immediately covered the back of his neck, stroking it soothingly.

With nowhere to retreat, Chen Luan could clearly feel Jiang Ling's unstable breath, entangled with his own in a small space.

The pair of light amber eyes were half-closed, and the eyelashes trembled slightly as they looked into Chen Luan's eyes that were trying to avoid them.

The sound of fine, heavy rain seeped in through the half-open living room window.

So the hand on the back of Chen Luan's neck exerted a little force, and the arm wrapped around Chen Luan's waist, pressing him into his arms.

The last bit of space between the chests was eliminated by Jiang Ling's action, and the damp and cold feeling was gradually replaced by rising warmth. Jiang Ling took Chen Luan's hand, pressed it on his own beating heartbeat, and deepened the kiss.

The damp water vapor, the almost dissipated smell of blood, and the familiar scent of each other blended together.

Until Chen Luan let out a short breath due to slight lack of oxygen and raised his hand to push him away.

The aura that had been chasing him finally retreated.

Chen Luan adjusted his breathing and tilted his head slightly, lowering his eyes to avoid Jiang Ling's burning gaze: "It's okay, Jiang Ling."

The damp clothes stuck to my body, making me feel uncomfortable.

Chen Luan raised his elbow and pressed it against Jiang Ling's chest to push her away. He rubbed the back of his hand across the corner of his moist lips and sighed, "If you don't want to go, I'll wash first."

"Together?"

Chen Luan had just taken half a step when the alpha stopped him from behind, grabbed his waist and held him in his arms. His warm breath fell on his ears, and he smiled with a bit of a rogue, "Save water."

“…”

You little bastard is getting more and more unreasonable, right?

Who knows what uncontrollable things will happen if they really take a shower together.

Chen Luan pinched Jiang Ling's arm and chuckled, "Our family isn't so poor that we can't afford this little water bill. I'll count to three, two, one, and then I'll let go."

"three,"

"two,"

"oh……"

The arm around his waist loosened.

Chen Luan patted the messy corner of his clothes, turned around and glanced at a large dog that was looking aggrieved with its head hanging down. He raised his hand and rubbed the dog's head again with a bit of amusement, then kicked the dog lightly in the calf.

"Get out of here. I won't care about you if you're really sick."

Jiang Ling chuckled and said, "You only care about it with your mouth."

After saying that, he leaned over and quickly touched the corner of Chen Luan's lips. Before Chen Luan could kick him, he quickly withdrew and went into the bathroom. He peeked over through the door frame, and a smile with obvious ill intentions appeared at the corner of his lips: "Really don't want to go together?"

"Bang--"

A pillow flew towards his face. Jiang Ling immediately closed the door, and the pillow hit the door and fell to the ground with a bang.

Chen Luan crossed his arms and watched the bathroom light turn on, and the sound of water splashing could be heard from inside.

The house, which had been empty for a long time, suddenly became lively again.

After a while, Chen Luan shook his head, went over to pick up the pillow, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips that he himself did not even notice.

It was an hour later when both of them finished cleaning up.

Chen Luan changed into loose and soft home clothes, yawned, said good night to Jiang Ling, and was about to go back to the room, but when he was about to close the door, a hand held it open.

The freshly washed alpha was blocking the door, squeezing half of his body in with a small blanket in his arms. The fresh scent of clean shower gel and the unique warm smell of Jiang Ling's body hit his face.

Its light amber eyes shone brightly at Chen Luan like a large stuffed animal, almost like it had a tail dangling from behind.

"Chen Luan, can I sleep with you tonight?"