"……What?"

Shen Kong was stunned for a moment, and after spending half a second to process the information he heard, he narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"Did you hire these people?"

Han Li stared at Chen Kong above with a focused expression. He nodded, and his expression could even be considered happy.

Shen Kong frowned in confusion and asked, "... Is there something wrong with you?"

Han Li's dark eyes stared at the sky above him without blinking, and he seemed to think carefully for a while before answering seriously;

"Does lovesickness count?"

Chen Kong: “………………”

At this moment, the dense footsteps in the corridor suddenly quieted down. Even without thinking, one could tell that they were blocking the door with armed guns. Since the previous team was wiped out, they became cautious, so they did not dare to break in directly before finding out the situation inside. This calm before the storm was only temporary. Once the order was given again in the headset, they would attack without hesitation.

Now is not the time for small talk.

Chen Kong stood up, then reached out and pulled Han Li up from the ground, and asked urgently: "Do you have any other way out?"

Han Li nodded slightly, then limped toward the table.

He entered a few numbers on the safe on the wall with his fingers. With a dripping sound, a clear shape sank on the wall next to him. He reached out and pushed, and a secret door hidden behind the wall appeared.

The command to break down the door came through the crackling sound of electricity in the earphones.

Chen Kong's expression froze, and he pulled Han Li into the narrow, dark space behind the door. The secret door on the wall closed behind them, blocking out the sudden sound of the door breaking.

The secret door was obviously designed for only one person, but now two adult men of normal size were suddenly crammed in, making it suddenly a bit crowded.

Shen Kong listened attentively to the noise outside the secret door for a while, then asked in a voice so low that only the sound of his breath could be heard:

"Where does this secret door lead to?"

The other party did not answer immediately. Shen Kong could not help but turn his head slightly in confusion, but felt his lips accidentally brushing against a piece of soft skin.

He paused.

Only then did Chen Kong realize how close they were to each other in this small space.

Their chests were pressed against each other, trapped in a semi-enclosed space formed by the walls on both sides and above their heads. In the darkness, they could only hear each other's rising and falling breathing rhythm and heartbeats, and could even feel each other's body lines and tense muscles. The heat of the human body, which suddenly increased due to exercise, spread through the thin clothing, almost making the whole space astonishingly hot.

Shen Kong leaned back somewhat uncomfortably, but was stopped by the wall behind him.

It's not like he had never been this close to someone else during a mission before. They huddled together in extremely dire situations, perhaps to prevent the loss of body heat, or perhaps to reduce the exposed area as much as possible - but never had he felt something was wrong like this.

The distance between them was so close that they could almost feel every movement of the other's body, and Shen Kong's retreat was naturally included.

Han Li suddenly came closer.

The cold and dry lips with burning breath pressed tightly against Chen Kong's. The sudden rise of adrenaline and male hormones made the two people equally aggressive. Chen Kong raised his hand to pinch Han Li's neck to force the distance between him and himself, and whispered in his ear with gritted teeth: "Don't be crazy."

Han Li laughed hoarsely, leaned his head back against the wall obediently, and whispered:

"Seven years."

Shen Kong was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized the meaning of Han Li's words.

Han Li's voice was very calm, without much emotion: "I did what you asked, but you never showed up once."

Shen Kong didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Han Li's soft neck fit tightly against Chen Kong's palm. He could feel the movement of Han Li's Adam's apple and the vibration of his vocal cords when he spoke. He could even feel the frequency of the arterial pulsation under the skin and the faint sound of blood rushing. All the tiny details were magnified in the dark and narrow space and transmitted so vividly to Chen Kong's fingertips. They were so fragile, vivid, and full of vitality.

In the weak and dim light, Shen Kong could see the other person's eyes flashing in the dark. The neck under his palm once again felt the vibration of the sound. Shen Kong couldn't tell for a moment whether it was his own ears that were hearing it, or whether the sound was being transmitted through their bodies that were pressed against each other:

"You may not know that since I met you a long time ago, I would have a very realistic dream. The world in the dream is very similar to the real world. The only difference is... there is no you. After comparing the dream with the reality, I found that you always appear at the turning point in my life - I can't even control my fantasy. Maybe you come just for me."

Han Li raised his hand and grasped Chen Kong's wrist. His cold fingertips gently touched the back of his hand, fingers, and fingertips. His low voice was almost lingering:

"See, I guessed right, you really came for me."

Chen Kong grabbed Han Li's rebellious fingers with his backhand:

"Well now that you've seen me, cancel the mission."

Han Li smiled. "If I can solve the game myself, it's not a dead end. The money has been prepaid anonymously from an overseas account and cannot be cancelled. This organization has a 100% completion rate internationally and will not stop until the target of the mission dies."

Shen Kong: “…”

After a long silence, he finally asked incredulously:

"What if I don't show up?"

Han Li clasped his fingers tightly between Chen Kong's fingers, interlocking theirs, and continued lightly, "Then I lose the bet."

He paused and continued, "But it doesn't matter. My will was notarized a few years ago, and the distribution of equity and property has been arranged long ago. All my property after my death will be used to establish a charitable foundation - you see, I am doing good deeds even after my death."

The last syllable of Han Li's voice rose, as if he was asking for credit.

Shen Kong didn't know what he felt in his heart right now.

The strange feeling I had studiously ignored when I saw the table at the studio headquarters resurfaced.

It was as if a sharp knife had pried open his heart and poured something highly corrosive into it. The dissolving process was hot and painful. Shen Kong wanted to be angry, to break his bones and tear open his flesh, to make him bleed and feel pain like himself. But another strange emotion restrained his movements and pulled him back from the brink of violence.

Chen Kong gritted his teeth and suppressed the terrible emotions churning in his heart.

Now is really not the time to bring up old issues.

He pried Han Li's fingers apart, then began to concentrate and think about possible countermeasures.

Although the sound outside the secret door had disappeared, it was obvious that there was no second exit inside the door. Since they were a professional organization, they would definitely leave people to guard the entrance and exit. In addition, there were at least two snipers guarding outside the building, which made the two people's current state quite awkward. Shen Kong frowned and asked, "Where are your men? Can you contact them?"

Han Li lowered his eyes and glanced at Chen Kong's withdrawn hand:

"It was reorganized and disbanded seven years ago. Although the secrets are still there, but..."

Han Li paused, then continued lightly: "But my personal mobile phone was monitored and located, so I just left it on the desk and didn't take it with me."

Shen Kong suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart: “How could your personal mobile phone be hacked? How did you do your security work?”

The next second, his guess came true—"I leaked it."

Shen Kong: “…”

This person really doesn't leave himself any way out.

Shen Kong took a deep breath, cast his gaze towards the passage extending into the darkness beside him, and raised his eyebrows: "What about here? Where does it lead to?"

"garden."

"Does anyone else know this route?"

Han Li shook his head. In such a narrow space, Shen Kong could even feel the itch of his hair rubbing against his chin: "This passage was designed and built in secret. It cannot be found even on the design blueprint."

Although this exit is still within the danger zone, at least there are no snipers or action teams waiting there. In addition, the enemy should not have discovered that their communicator has been stolen, so the chance of success is still very high.

——You can’t ask for too much at this time.

Shen Kong nodded and said concisely:

"Follow closely."

As he spoke, he nimbly moved slightly to the side, avoiding Han Li, and took the lead in stepping into the dark and narrow passage.

Han Li stared at Chen Kong's back that almost blended into the darkness, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the aggression and possessiveness that had been deliberately suppressed just now instantly overflowed, like dark sea waves, rolling with dangerous waves. He blinked, suppressed the deep emotions in his eyes, and then followed Chen Kong forward.

After about ten minutes, the passage came to an end.

The garden was silent. The night wind made a rustling sound on the grass and trees. The search instructions in the earphones continued without interruption, as if they were still looking for Han Li's trace. After Chen Kong's careful and cautious reconnaissance, the expression on his face became slightly solemn.

Although it seemed calm, there were people patrolling at several exits and on the main road.

Surveillance seemed to have been cut off long ago, and the area had almost become a breeding ground for instability.

Chen Kong briefly observed the layout of the garden, turned around and told Han Li to wait for him here for a while. Before Han Li could say anything to stop him, he disappeared among the lush branches and leaves like a fish entering water, his body movements were so nimble that he made almost no sound.

Han Li's face was as gloomy as water, and he slowly withdrew his hand that was still in the air.

Three minutes later.

The shrill sound of fire alarms resounded throughout the entire building, disrupting the cocktail party in the hall in an instant. The panicked crowd and servants rushed out of the building in a hurry. The surging crowd instantly broke up the tranquility and seclusion of the garden. The panicked members of the upper class began to ask what had happened and whether there was a fire. The drivers on standby on the street drove to the door one after another.

Creating chaos is the easiest way to become invisible.

Han Li waited quietly.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise from the bushes in front of him, and a tall man jumped lightly out of the tangled branches of the forest. The air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder mixed with steel and blood. His sharp eyebrows looked indifferent and distant in the moonlight, as if he was some kind of deadly and dangerous cold weapon, but he stretched out his hand:

"Walk."

As if bewitched, Han Li was in a trance for a moment, then raised his hand and grasped the hand hanging in the air.

As if I had found a treasure.

The author has something to say: This is probably the most suitable CP for S and M that I have ever written.