Chapter 105 Bungee Jumping Machine 9 So let’s do this, let’s kiss and hug…
The days that followed were warm and long. After Bai Chuan was discharged from the hospital and went home, he couldn't stand the loneliness while recuperating at home, so he went to CBD every day to have dinner with An Rao. Everyone in the building knew Lawyer An, the handsome boyfriend of the captain of the criminal investigation detachment who could make his debut on the spot. And because An Rao had already fought with the amusement park once, he simply followed the routine and lived a leisurely life. It all depended on what the amusement park was going to do next.
As for Su Ming... Su Ming's problem can be put aside for now while he thinks of a solution. Although he says he is thinking of a solution, An Rao has actually already sorted out the evidence of Wei Ran and the crimes of the other big guys involved. Whether or not to detonate this bomb and when to detonate it all depends on An Rao. And since this game is connected to the real world, and the evidence of Wei Ran's crime had been discovered by himself before he had any connection with the amusement park, it is obvious that even if he exposes it in the game, it will definitely have an impact on Wei Ran's entire criminal gang in reality.
He had to do this.
"Hey! Baby, here!" Then the horn sounded.
An Rao looked in the direction of the sound and found Bai Chuan standing by the road. The man in the sunset was wearing a simple black shirt, leaning against the car door with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking as sharp and indifferent as Bai Chuan in the amusement park.
An Rao took a few quick steps: "How do you know I'm coming out now?"
"Because your relationship with your colleagues is better than your relationship with them, baby!" Bai Chuan had a smile on his face. He put his arm around An Rao's shoulders and took him to the passenger seat. "Get in the car first."
"Where are we going?"
"Go... I won't tell you!" Baichuan carefully fastened An Rao's seat belt, winked at An Rao, then walked back to the driver's seat and closed the door.
Summer has arrived. The long rain stopped after Anrao realized that this was an amusement ride. Anrao rolled down the car window, and a slightly damp summer breeze blew in, gently caressing his and Baichuan's faces. There was cheerful music playing in the car. They drove from the crowded city to the sparsely populated wilderness, and the sky changed from the original golden red to a gentle and peaceful pink blue.
"Are you cold in the wind?" Bai Chuan was driving and raised his hand to gently stroke An Rao's hair that was messed up by the wind. Bai Chuan drove very steadily. He was a criminal policeman. When facing criminals, he could be more vicious than the criminals. This was also the reason why An Rao was so angry that he moved every time. But in all matters related to An Rao, Bai Chuan was always the most gentle and considerate person.
"It's summer already," An Rao said with amusement, "I'm not a child."
"You, in my heart, are more delicate than a child," Bai Chuan's tone was so soft that honey juice almost oozed out, "You are so prone to illness that I get scared for a long time when the wind blows."
An Rao didn't answer. She smiled and looked out the window. The sun had completely sunk into the horizon. The originally pink-blue sky turned into a clear light blue. Her heart also calmed down. Ever since she was sure that this was a game, An Rao could separate her real memories from her current memories. In her simple and boring rental house, there had never been such a person who gave her so much and such good love.
All the pains he had suffered from walking alone since childhood were carefully soothed and cared for by Baichuan who suddenly appeared, which reminded him of a documentary he had watched about a cultural relic restorer.
Those great cultural relic restorers picked out the porcelain pieces that had been broken for thousands of years from the dust one by one, cleaned them carefully, and with infinite patience tried to piece them together, then glue them together, and finally restore the antiques to their original appearance.
How much patience and love does Baichuan need to step by step get closer to himself who no longer trusts anyone, and then pick up little by little this person who has already been shattered due to constant hurt, and then carefully piece him together and meticulously take care of and maintain him, until he develops a brave and calm person who is willing to protect An Rao, the most important person around him.
It's very difficult.
The car had already driven into an empty beach. Baichuan parked the car, reached out and grabbed a coat from the back seat for An Rao to put on, then opened the door and let An Rao get out.
"Shall we take a walk?"
"Yeah." An Rao didn't know what Bai Chuan was thinking, but still nodded obediently.
The beach was very cool in the evening, the waves were singing on the deserted seashore, and the black reefs were like monsters lurking in the darkness, making people somewhat afraid that some monster would suddenly jump out from them and devour them.
"Look, baby, the stars are out." Baichuan held Anrao's hand, and his warm and dry palm wrapped Anrao's hand completely in his palm.
An Rao looked up and saw a bright Venus next to a thin crescent moon. There were no other stars around them. A bright silver star and a golden crescent moon were snuggling together intimately, in the eternal sound of the tide and the vast sky, like a pair of lovers forgotten by time, who would never be separated.
"Venus accompanies the moon," Baichuan also looked at the stars and the moon in the sky. "From the perspective of the Earth, the moon can catch up with Venus every thirty days. However, in the universe, the remaining twenty-nine days when the moon is far away from Venus because of the Earth can be completely ignored. They are always together."
"Baby, I still remember the first time I saw you. I was catching a bad boy and returning to the bureau, and I happened to run into you doing some work. The whole reception room was in chaos, and only you stood there like a pure white lotus," Bai Chuan recalled as he led An Rao forward. "I was smelly and dirty at the time, and I thought to myself that this beauty was so familiar, as if I had known you for several lifetimes, as if I had known you since I was born, no, since the birth of the universe."
An Rao didn't say anything. He remembered the confrontation between Dimon and Baichuan in the room.
"Then you looked at me, just that one look. When your eyes looked at me, it was like a bullet, hitting my heart. Oh my God, just that one look, I knew that you were the one for me in this life."
"Look what you said, what if I were straight?"
"Then...then I will protect you and wish you a happy marriage and many children. We, the people's police, are best at protecting the happiness of others!" Although the words sound nice, why is there such gnashing of teeth?
An Rao smiled and followed Bai Chuan, who was angry at this assumption, around a huge black reef. A delicate tent appeared in front of them. Tiny star lights flickered and cast a dim light. There was a black object on the small table in front of the tent.
Anrao came closer and found that it was a cake.
"Happy birthday, baby!" Bai Chuan, who had just confessed his love, felt a little embarrassed at this moment, "I made the cake myself, it doesn't look very good..."
An Rao's brain suddenly froze at this moment. Even with Bai Chuan's memory now, he had no memory of celebrating his birthday, let alone before that.
No one has ever celebrated his birthday, and he himself doesn't even remember his birthday. For a person who was abandoned at birth, what is there to celebrate on his birthday? It must be an unwelcome day, and there is one more unwelcome person on the earth.
The cake on the beach is actually a very crude romance. An Rao knows that this is because the amusement park cannot create surprises and can only find the best solution from human’s inherent experience. After all, it is actually a bit like what AI does.
Seeing that An Rao was not very interested, Bai Chuan panicked and fumbled around on his body, "I've prepared fireworks. Wait a minute, I'll find the remote control!"
Fool.
The moon phases in the cake tent at the seaside, a clumsy arrangement and a clichéd plot, but Bai Chuan's panic-stricken look and his frantic attempts to please An Rao still touched An Rao's heart directly, leaving him no way to distinguish the truth from the false. An Rao held down Bai Chuan's hand, put his hands under Bai Chuan's ribs, and hugged him tightly.
Just when An Rao pressed Bai Chuan, the remote control happened to be pressed, and the entire coastline was lit up by fireworks. The waves divided the gorgeous fireworks into pieces, as if thousands of stars were shining on the seabed at the same time. All the colors and magnificence were not enough to describe the beauty of the moment. Even though the fireworks and cakes were so mundane, the cake was made by Bai Chuan for himself, and the fireworks were also blooming for himself. Everything was so vivid at this moment.
An Rao suddenly felt the meaning of romance. It is not a piece of cake or a firework, but there is someone who is willing to spend a lot of time making a cake for you and arranging a beautiful scenery for you, just for you. This is love.
"I love you, Baichuan, I love you!" An Rao held Baichuan's head, tilted his head back and kissed the handsome tall man who was still a little frightened. To Baichuan's surprise, she continued to deepen the kiss, their lips and tongues entangled, oxygen was exhausted, saliva was squeezed out from the corners of her mouth, and An Rao's heart was filled with surging love.
So do it, kiss, hug, love, burn, hurt, fuck it!
Baichuan's black shirt was eagerly ripped off, and this eagerness was exchanged for a more intense and powerful response. The white shirt was pulled out of the waistband of his pants, and the sound of the metal zipper being pulled down could be clearly heard in the waves.
A second before being crushed by the overwhelming waves, An Rao just wanted to thank the tent for not being covered in sand. But when he really rolled into the depths of the tent, he couldn't think about the sand or the sea at all. Bai Chuan domineeringly drew all his attention to himself, or rather, those hot kisses, strong hugs and unfamiliar pains made him feel that there was only Bai Chuan in the whole universe, and he himself was just a carrier, carrying the out-of-control waves with pain.
In the sound of the surging tide, An Rao felt like he was drowning, but his soul, which had been suppressed in the amusement park for a long time, was freed.
An Rao curled up in Bai Chuan's arms, listening to his breathing and smelling the slightly unpleasant fishy smell in the air. She felt that it was okay to die like this.
"Baby," the satiated Baichuan, like some large cat, lazily retracted his claws and gently took care of the treasure in his arms, "Are you hungry?" Then he got up and went out to get the cake outside the tent.
An Rao lay on the bed, looking at the beautiful muscles on Baichuan's back bulging with his movements, and seeing the familiar knife wounds, gunshot wounds, cuts and abrasions on his muscles, as well as new scratches - that was of course Lawyer An's masterpiece.
Seeing him bending over and going out of the tent in his overalls to get the poor cake, An Rao was suddenly left alone in the small space. An Rao suddenly thought, if this is the real world, then where is Bai Chuan? Where is he? Who is he? The unspeakable pain in her body was still telling her that the intimacy between the two was so real, and the ambiguous smell in the air was as solid as a mountain of iron.
Perhaps, An Rao thought of the sharp look that Dimon gave Baichuan. According to the evil nature of the amusement park and Dimon's madness, Baichuan was just Baichuan, but he was given a certain personality. If Baichuan died here, he might be really dead, and the same goes for Su Ming.
As if by some kind of induction, when An Rao was thinking of this, Bai Chuan just happened to walk into the tent holding the cake and lifting the curtain, and An Rao's phone rang at this moment.
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