The fog at the foot of the mountain gradually became thinner, and the visibility range slowly widened. Through the hazy fog like a veil, you can see the search and rescue tents temporarily built at the foot of the mountain. The lit lights dispelled the dark night, and the faint sounds of human voices and footsteps came from not far away, which made people feel refreshed.

Several members of the search and rescue team left first and went to the largest tent in the center of the venue to report information, while the other team members escorted the trapped people rescued from the mountain to the pre-built medical tent.

The tent was brightly lit, and medical staff who had just learned the news rushed forward and surrounded them.

Two nurses carried Chen Kong, who was wrapped in a blanket, to one of the beds, and then skillfully arranged various instruments to monitor his physical condition.

When one of the nurses was rolling up his wet sleeves and treating the abrasion on his arm, the curtain of the medical tent was suddenly lifted, and several people came in from outside the tent wrapped in cold and damp mist. Chen Kong saw Han Li walking behind the captain of the search and rescue team at a glance.

His expression was grim, and his pair of dark eyes seemed to blend into the night behind him. His pale, bloodless fingers were clenched around a long cane. His suit was not a mess at all, and his hair was still condensed with mountain dew.

Almost in the next second, Han Li turned his gaze and looked over the shoulder of the nurse who was bending over to treat Shen Kong's wound, and their eyes met in mid-air.

The expression on Han Li's face eased slightly, and he walked towards Chen Kong with his cane.

The tip of the cane made a heavy sound when it hit the hard ground, which was particularly clear even in the busy tent where people were bustling.

Shen Kong's eyes moved slightly, and he keenly noticed that something was wrong.

Although Han Li's expression was still calm and composed, as if he had the situation under control, his steps were much slower than usual, with the entire weight of his body placed on his other leg, and the fingers holding the top of the staff were pale blue due to the force. These tiny details made Shen Kong frown slightly, and he reacted instantly -

Han Li suffered a leg injury.

Although he tried his best to appear calm, those subconscious movements and changes in center of gravity could not deceive Shen Kong's eyes.

Considering the cold and humid environment in the mountains and the strange climate with thick fog, it would be surprising if his already seriously injured knee did not flare up, especially since it was late at night.

Chen Kong's brows furrowed tighter.

How come this kid becomes more and more ignorant as he gets older?

While he was thinking, Han Li walked to his bed.

Chen Kong quickly changed his mood and used his acting skills, which had become increasingly sophisticated during practice. His pale face showed an expression of surprise and confusion, and he stood up hurriedly, somewhat awkwardly:

"Boss Han? Why are you here?"

Han Li's gaze naturally fell on Shen Kong.

The blanket wrapped around the young man's back fell onto the bed with his reckless movement. His clothes, wet from the mist, stuck to his thin shoulders. His messy hair hung wetly on his face. His cheeks were frozen white, and he seemed to have lost some weight. His scratched arm was exposed under his rolled-up sleeves, and the wound that had not yet healed was bleeding. He looked quite embarrassed.

What do you mean unscathed?

Han Li frowned slightly, but his expression remained indifferent. He replied in a deep voice, "I have some official business to attend to in City E, so I came to visit."

I really believe it.

Chen Kong did not expose him, but his face became more joyful: "What a coincidence! I was thinking of thanking you in person as soon as I got down the mountain, but I didn't expect to meet you directly at the foot of the mountain - please sit down!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Han Li to sit down on the bed without saying a word.

Chen Kong used some clever force, and Han Li was caught off guard and was forced to sit down because of his leg injury and his unstable standing.

As the distance between the two people quickly narrowed, the warmth of the young man next to them was instantly transmitted to them.

Han Li moved aside somewhat uncomfortably.

I don't know why, even though he had been trapped in the cold mountains for several days and even his clothes were soaked by the fog, the heat from his body was vigorous and warm, and it was transmitted through the palm of his hand pressing on his shoulder, almost burning him.

Although the knee still hurts, it is slightly relieved because it is no longer bearing weight.

A scent of green grass mixed with moist soil came from beside him. Han Li's heart moved and he turned to look at Chen Kong who was sitting next to him.

Before he could say anything, the nurse who had just done a full-body examination on Shen Kong came over with a form in her hand. She looked up and quickly took a look at Shen Kong, then said:

"Hello, Mr. Meng. The results of your physical examination are out. Apart from a little malnutrition, there is nothing serious. If you are worried, you can go to a professional hospital for a thorough examination."

Shen Kong nodded, his eyes slightly curved: "Okay, thank you very much."

Han Li looked up at the nurse and replied naturally:

"So he can go now, huh?"

"That's right."

After saying that, the nurse turned around and left in a hurry. The medical tent was still in a mess. Countless medical workers were walking around busily with tool trays, dealing with matters related to several other trapped people.

Han Li gently stroked the cane in his hand, turned his head and said to Shen Kong:

"Let's go. The driver is already waiting outside. I've asked someone to prepare a change of clothes."

Shen Kong nodded, as obedient and well-behaved as an ordinary little celebrity being kept.

Han Li looked down at the watch on his wrist. It was already past twelve o'clock. He stood up from the bed with the help of his cane.

But the moment he stood up, the pain brought by the coldness that seeped through the joints between his bones was as if millions of ants were gnawing and crawling on him. The intense pain caused by the center of gravity instantly pressing on his knees suddenly hit him, causing Han Li to stagger unexpectedly and fall to the side uncontrollably.

Shen Kong quickly reached out and supported him.

Han Li grabbed Chen Kong's arm in a panic, trying hard to maintain his balance.

Through the half-wet cloth, the burning temperature of the other person's limbs was instantly felt, igniting the air around him like a furnace. The sudden spread of heat wrapped him up. The suddenly shortened distance between them made Han Li subconsciously want to dodge, but he was fixed in place by the young man's strong arms. The two maintained this awkward and ambiguous distance for a while, and Shen Kong loosened his palm as if nothing had happened, and asked with concern:

"Mr. Han, are you okay?"

Han Li stared into Chen Kong's clear and sincere eyes for a few seconds, then slowly straightened up, his expression regained its composure:

"Thank you very much."

He gently brushed off his wrinkled sleeves, suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, you don't have to call me so strangely next time."

Shen Kong paused, and the memory of his previous phone call with Han Li instantly came back. He hesitated for a few seconds, then asked tentatively:

"...Dear President Han?"

Han Li: “…”

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said: "...Just call me by my name."

After saying that, Han Li leaned on his cane and walked forward. His tall and straight figure looked inexplicably embarrassed from behind. Shen Kong stood there for a few seconds before quickening his pace to catch up.

The driver was already waiting at the door. After picking up the two of them, he drove to the hotel where Han Li was staying.

There is not much light in the mountains at night, and the light pollution in the city seems to have been purified here without any trace. Only a few dim lights occasionally light up in the undulating woods not far away, and then are quickly left behind by the passing vehicles.

The crescent moon above our heads was like a shadow, and no matter how fast the car was going, it could always cast its veil-like moonlight into the window. Occasionally, it was blocked by the tall trees, making the light inside the car flicker.

Shen Kong turned his head and looked at Han Li who was sitting next to him.

The other person's chiseled face was occasionally illuminated by the moonlight outside the car window, but his eyes were hidden in the deep shadows under his brows. His whole body almost blended into the cold darkness of the mountains, as if no emotion could be revealed through his indifferent exterior.

His facial features still retain the shadow of his childhood.

Shen Kong was a little dazed for a moment, as if he saw two faces at the same time through his eyebrows and eyes.

A face was hidden deep in the darkness of the back seat of the car. A pair of dark eyes with round tears looked straight at him through the rearview mirror. There was a kind of thrilling pain and despair in the black and white eyes.

A face was covered by the hazy curtain of pouring rain, and the equally dark eyeballs penetrated the thick rain layer, stabbing at him suddenly with a sharp and cold texture.

From the age of thirteen, Chen Kong has been a mercenary for nearly twenty years. From mountains and deserts to frozen tundra, from desolate countryside to bustling cities, he has left his footprints almost everywhere. However, his connection with the secular world is so distant and cold, he can live and die with a person in the trenches, and he can draw his gun against him without hesitation in the next mission.

The emotional relationships he established with anyone were so shallow. His life of blood, fire, lead and iron had blurred his understanding of the concept of "human being".

Chen Kong can spend, fight, and make love with wanton abandon, but his reason is coldly withdrawn at the same time.

He seemed like a beast in human skin, an empty shell with nothing on the surface.

If you count carefully, he has never been with someone simply without murderous intentions or sexual desires. Han Li is an exception, but also a precedent.

While Shen Kong was forcibly inserted into Han Li's life by some extraordinary existence, Han Li was also forcibly inserted into his own system that he had established over the past twenty years without any warning.

The feeling was so strange that it almost made him uncomfortable.

——But there is no possibility of getting away.

Chen Kong calmly withdrew his gaze and leaned his forehead against the cold car window, fatigue quickly attacking his tired limbs.

This body, which had not undergone much training, had reached its limit.

He had not rested in the past few days. Even when others were on guard, he was always alert and kept an eye on the movements in the fog.

Now, the fatigue that was forcibly suppressed surged like a tide, pulling him into the deep and dark sea of ​​distress.