You'll know after Chapter 129.
Both of them are quite tall, so it's really uncomfortable for them to be squeezed together like this.
Lin Yao felt numbness in his earlobes, back, and knees. Xie Xingchen held his right hand tightly, with the back of his hand against his palm and their fingers interlaced.
"Xie Xingchen, didn't we say we wouldn't touch her until things were over?" Lin Yao was particularly vengeful and had a strong competitive spirit; he remembered every single word clearly.
"You started it." Xie Xingchen looked up, exhaled slightly, and after relaxing, he grabbed Lin Yao's hand, stretched it out of the car window, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and poured it into Lin Yao's palm.
Lin Yao lowered his eyelids and accused him, "You didn't keep your word."
"You took the initiative," Xie Xingchen said, sounding a bit like he'd gotten the better deal but was still being smug. "I couldn't refuse."
The movements were very meticulous, and my own hands were dirty, but I had to wash the paws of a cat that was about to get angry first.
Lin Yao remained silent and ignored him, turning his face away.
In the dim light, Xie Xingchen unabashedly observed the other person's expression, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Is Captain Lin approaching his sensitive period? He seems quite agitated."
Lin Yao thought for a moment and denied it, saying, "......No."
Xie Xingchen recalled: "No? You hugged me really tightly just now."
"Get out." Lin Yao opened the car door and kicked him out of the car. "Bring Boyan back."
Quite ruthless, completely devoid of the warmth from before.
Xie Xingchen stood by the car window, smiled, lit a cigarette, leaned over the car frame, and looked at him, reminding him, "Take some time to tidy up."
Lin Yao pursed his lips and zipped his training uniform all the way up, as if he wanted to hide himself completely.
"You and He Li go back first, I'll go to the police station with Boyan." He tried to steer the conversation back to business, but he couldn't even look the other person in the eye.
"You just dumped me like that, you scumbag." Xie Xingchen glanced at him.
The parking lot was dimly lit, the light cutting out sharp angles on his face, the lit side facing Lin Yao, his gaze always burning with passion as he looked at his lover.
"Why are you turning the tables on me?" Lin Yao ignored him, looked down at the message Lin Han had sent, and inadvertently glanced at the time at the top, falling silent.
I don't know how many eight-minute intervals have passed.
I don't know how I'm going to face them later.
Xie Xingchen finished his cigarette standing to the side, then reached in with his palm to smooth out his messy hair, and whispered, "Why is your face still so hot? Are you still shy?"
"No." Lin Yao raised his hand to signal him to leave quickly, then stammered, "Explain it to them yourself."
Xie Xingchen smiled, knowing he was embarrassed, and didn't say anything more to make him blush.
He strode back to another car some distance away, and as he got into the driver's seat, he casually poked Xie Dai, who was already asleep, awake.
"You've finally... arrived..." Xie Dai flapped his wings and yawned, glancing at the time beside him. "You didn't break down and want to prove yourself, so you deliberately delayed, did you?"
Xie Xingchen found it amusing: "Why should I prove anything to you? Who are you?"
This time, it was Xie Dai who broke down, yelling, "How could this person be like this? I even made room for them!!!"
"You two just now..." He Li leaned closer and whispered, "Really that?"
"No, we talked about political news, the current situation, and the development of the Ninth Star System over the next ten years," Xie Xingchen said in a calm tone.
He Li scoffed lightly: "Who would believe that?"
Although they were far enough away that it was impossible to see anything, the two of them acting suspiciously were definitely up to no good. Besides, the scene and the atmosphere were far too suggestive.
Xie Xingchen looked at him with a half-smile: "Then why did you ask?"
"I was just curious..." He Li muttered to himself, then suddenly realized, "Wait, then Yao-ge must have the upper hand, right?"
Xie Xingchen raised an eyebrow slightly and recalled for a moment: "I guess so."
"It is or it isn't. What do you mean by 'it is'?" He Li was dissatisfied with this ambiguous answer.
Xie Xingchen didn't understand why he was so fixated on this question, and clarified, "It hasn't come to that point yet, so don't ask anymore. Can we go back first?"
"You're amazing for taking so long even before reaching that stage," He Li praised sincerely.
Cheng Boyan reached out and touched his forehead, unable to bear it any longer: "You really talk too much."
He Li muttered, "Just curious, I have no experience."
Cheng Boyan glanced at him casually, grabbed Xie Dai, opened the car door, got out, and walked straight to the black sedan.
After getting in the car, an eerie silence followed. Lin Yao finally broke it with difficulty: "Go to the police station. Godfather has been taken away."
"Okay." Cheng Boyan glanced at him in the rearview mirror and coughed lightly. "You two... you're pretty wild. I thought we wouldn't be able to leave tonight..."
"It's not what you think." When Lin Yao said this, he really had no right to say it, so he could only raise his hand to cover his face.
"It's okay, we're all adults, we understand." Cheng Boyan smiled. "I'm not teasing you anymore."
Lin Yao felt his palms were even hotter than before; he was so embarrassed.
They rushed to the police station, but Lin Yao couldn't find anyone and could only wait outside.
"I'll find a reliable lawyer." Cheng Boyan took out his phone and scrolled through his contacts. "Let's see if I can get bail first."
Lin Yao contacted several police officers with whom he had previously had good relations and inquired indirectly. Pei Yizhong's situation was indeed tricky, involving smuggling and collusion, making it difficult to obtain evidence. The key issue was that the other party insisted in his testimony that he was involved.
"Brother!" Pei Xiang and Lin Han rushed over, completely bewildered. "What happened? Dad just went out, how did he get arrested?"
Lin Yao tried to piece together the details: "When he left, did he know who had contacted him?"
Lin Han shook her head: "We were just chatting when he answered a phone call and left with a very serious expression. We just received the news that something happened."
"Okay, I'll have someone check the call records."
In fact, Lin Yao knew that it was most likely a virtual number. If someone was willing to scheme against a general, they would never leave any evidence.
The interrogation was lengthy. He leaned against the corridor wall, took off his coat and covered the sleeping Pei Xiang with it. For some reason, he felt that they had truly become a family who had gone through thick and thin together.
Lin Yao walked out of the corridor and nudged Cheng Boyan, who was standing at the door, saying, "You should go back first. Thank you for your hard work."
"I'll stay with you for a while in Xingchen's place," Cheng Boyan said in a low voice. "I don't know what else I can do, but I don't want you to have to bear it all by yourself."
"Thank you." Lin Yao didn't know what to say. He raised his hand to wipe his face, which was a little hot. Xie Xingchen's jinx had probably come true; he was almost at the fever stage.
Cheng Boyan stared at him for a few seconds, then noticed something was off: "Your face is a little red."
Several hours have passed since I boarded the bus. Even if I'm shy, I should have suppressed these messy and annoying things by now, but it seems that I haven't.
Lin Yao raised his hand again, placed his palm on his forehead, and mumbled, "I might have a slight fever."
Since AO is different, Cheng Boyan didn't know what else to say, so he paused and said, "Do you need an inhibitor? I'll go buy one."
Lin Yao's attention, however, was drawn to those three words: inhibitor. Xie Xingchen had taken one before leaving home, saying there would be some side effects the first two times.
"It seems to be because of Xie Xingchen's new medication." Lin Yao frowned. "It's not my usual fever period right now, which doesn't feel good."
Cheng Boyan, who was engaged in pharmaceutical research, immediately realized: "If the medicine Uncle Yun gave him is not the problem and has suppressed his illness, it will indeed be transmitted to close Omegas through pheromone exchange. If your symptoms are severe, it will be very difficult for you to endure."
"It's okay, just consider it experiencing Xie Xingchen's pain once."
Lin Yao was burning up with fever, but his mind became clear: "So this was also a test. If Xie Xingchen doesn't have an Omega, the medicine can help relieve his symptoms. If he does, they can judge whether I'm lying based on my reaction."
Cheng Boyan paused for a moment, and after several seconds said, "You might not be able to keep this a secret any longer. Xingchen has been looking for you. Give him a call."
Lin Yao took his phone and called back. The other end answered instantly, and his mood, which had been bothering him all night, finally eased a little: "Still not asleep?"
"I'll be there for you remotely," Xie Xingchen said. "The lawyer will arrive tomorrow morning, so you might have to hold on a little longer."
Just hearing his voice made Lin Yao feel pity.
Has Xie Xingchen always felt this way before? His chest felt so tight. Now, experiencing it firsthand, he felt it was even harder to bear than the second differentiation he had gone through before.
Lin Yao leaned against the wall and said in a low voice, "How did you get through these past few years when you had flare-ups of your illness?"
Unexpectedly, the topic suddenly veered to this point. Xie Xingchen paused for a few seconds, then laughed and said, "What, do you need this kind of topic to perk you up?"
"Be serious."
"But your approach is a bit too unserious. How am I supposed to give a serious answer?"
This person always glosses over painful things with the most lighthearted words, but they must be having a really tough time behind the scenes. I can already feel half of what they went through.
Lin Yao lowered his eyes and pressed on persistently, "Tell me the truth, don't lie to me."
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a calm voice said, "I've said it before, it's all about thinking. Today's is the most basic. There are many more exciting variations. You'll see when you try them later."
Lin Yao: "Never mind, I didn't ask."
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