Lin Yuan sat on the sofa, watching the tentacles moving back and forth, drawing circles on the carpet.

Time will be like a slowly crawling snail, crawling very, very slowly.

"Why isn't he well yet? Does he need any help?"

[Yes]

[Yes]

[Yes]

[Yes]

The tentacles responded in unison, like an echo.

"Is she fainted? Should I take a look?"

【want】

【want】

【want】

【want】

Lin Yuan covered her face. She suddenly knew why she hadn't heard the sound of the tentacles for a while.

It turns out that when her emotions are strong or she is overly focused, all the tentacles and thoughts become the same as hers, and the scattered wills become one.

The noise in my mind disappears, leaving only a clear and single voice resounding in the empty mental picture.

In the past, most of the time her emotions were very dull, so the tentacles acted on their own and chattered.

This kind of intense and focused experience is the first time I have ever had such a fresh memory.

Lin Yuan actually knew what was happening behind the hazy glass wall, beneath the sound of flowing water.

The arms hanging on the water wall were tensed, and the shoulder blades on the back hit the glass, revealing a bit of hazy flesh. The head was lowered, and water was dripping from the ends of the hair.

The more the shadows that appear and disappear through the glass, the easier it is for the images in my mind to emerge one after another. I can't stop it.

Are the corners of her eyes bright red? Her beautiful eyebrows are definitely wrinkled, and she must be biting her lips tightly.

And the hand that is submerged in the water...

That hand can't think.

Although Lin Yuan is very young, his tentacles roam underground all year round and can often passively capture the strong emotions emitted by humans.

Love and sexual intercourse are often the most common and easiest emotions to detect in the dark. They are the most instinctive and intense emotions of human beings.

Maybe she knew that the aloof senior who walked onto the podium was filled with a noble aura.

You might also accidentally discover that something had just happened between the young master who got out of the car in an arrogant manner and his female bodyguard.

Well, it wasn't intentional, but that's how it is.

Compared to many ignorant guides living in the White Tower, Lin Yuan's theoretical knowledge in certain areas can be considered very rich.

The more you know, the less you should look back.

Wow, this is so annoying, why can’t I watch it?

I'll just watch.

Lin Yuan just turned his head away.

Just then I saw the shadow behind the glass tilting its head back. The sentry raised his arm from the water, put his wrist in his mouth, and bit his hand tightly. Without making any sound, his body was shaking.

Lin Yuan's head turned back quickly, and he stood still, staring dejectedly at the tentacles drawing circles on the ground.

I have seen his strength, and I have also seen his fragility and helplessness.

Knowing the arrogance in his heart and the dignity he closely guards.

He gritted his teeth and refused to show his weakness and competitiveness in front of others even if his flesh and blood were blurred.

How could I take advantage of his misfortune and peek at his most private appearance at this time?

Lin Yuan waited obediently with her back to the bathroom, hugging her knees and waiting for a long time. Until she felt that she really had to go and take a look.

The bathroom door finally opened.

Ni Ji pushed the door open and came out, water dripping from her hair, wearing a soaked white shirt.

His skin turned white from being soaked in cold water, and he pursed his thin lips with a cold and calm expression, as if he had gone through all the hardships and turned back into the warrior who could fight on the battlefield.

The soaked white shirt clung to his body, revealing his muscles that concealed strength and stretched his narrow flexors.

He regained control of his body, his core strength was strong, and he even had the black gloves back on his hands.

Slender black fingers grasped the bathroom door frame.

Lin Yuan was distracted for a moment when she saw the hand. She recalled how she had peeled off the black glove, which was as elastic as skin, from the trembling hand of the sentry when he was paralyzed on the couch.

The soft black fabric was slowly slipping down, revealing the skin on the back of her hand. Wherever she touched, her trembling would extend to that place.

Taking off a glove was like taking off his armor. The slender fingers that had held a knife and killed people lay powerlessly in her hand, trembling constantly, allowing her to draw blood.

While Lin Yuan was daydreaming, Ni Ji had already walked out of the bathroom.

He paused for a moment, then sat down on a low sofa at the farthest point from the forest garden.

He sat there with his head down, wiped the water from his head and face, rested his elbows on his knees, and covered his eyebrows with his hands.

There was already a deep wound on the exposed wrist, and now there was a bloody tooth mark.

A trickle of red blood flowed out from the tooth mark, passed through the pale wrist, and flowed into the soaked sleeve of the shirt, soaking a bright red area.

It added a touch of charm to the man who was lying on the sofa with his head down and his body wet.

He lowered his hair, covered his eyebrows with his black fingers, and remained silent.

Lin Yuan stretched out her hand, but before she touched his hair covered with water droplets, he turned his head away, which was buried in his fingers.

"Don't touch... me."

[Hold me, hold me]

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

The first one was hoarse and low, it was spoken from the mouth and heard by Lin Yuan's ears.

The other voice was not a verbal sound, but a strong and intense emotional consciousness that went straight into Lin Yuan's mind.

Before Lin Yuan could decide which side to follow, he and his tentacles had already stretched out their arms and gave a hug to the sentry, whose body was as cold as ice.

Both of them were very stiff.

Lin Yuan's sanity returned to his brain. Was he a little embarrassed? Did he really think so? Did I hear it wrong?

The sentry's wet head was pressed against her shoulder, and the muscles in her back were tense.

But soon, the shoulders that were as stiff as iron began to relax. Lin Yuan heard a very light breathing sound.

Lin Yuan hesitated for a moment, reached out and gently patted the cold and wet back, and found that he was trembling slightly.

The tentacles came up and hugged the sentry tightly, touching his head which he had placed on Lin Yuan's shoulders and never lifted up again.

【Thank you】

Lin Yuan heard a voice.

I can no longer tell whether it was heard by the ears or felt by the spiritual body.

Lin Yuan was too lazy to care about it anymore, so he tightened his arms and hugged the body in his arms, which was gritting its teeth but shaking continuously.

I know that he has suffered a lot of injustice and torture, and I know that he wants such a hug.

That's enough.

Time has become very thick, and I don’t know whether it is passing or solidified at this moment.

I don’t know? How long did it take before Ni Ji came to his senses?

The spirit's thick tentacles tightly wrapped around the two of them, and the narrow space was filled with sweet fragrance, cool water vapor, and some indescribable smell, making it seem as if they could easily understand each other's emotions.

[Actually, you don’t have to make yourself so hard]

Lin Yuan said in his heart.

As if he heard what she was saying in her heart.

There was a very light voice coming from my shoulder.

"I often dream about them." The voice was very low, like a voice that has been soaked by rain, with a strong nasal tone.

Lin Yuan immediately knew who “they” were referring to.

"They all stared at me in their dreams, asking me when I would avenge them."

"I can't help it. I can't let it go." The voice became smaller, almost like talking to himself, "As long as I can make them sleep, I don't mind what I become."

The scenes in Lin Yuan's memory became clear in his mind.

The young man hugged his dead sister, wept and was unwilling to leave this world, and his dead best friend stood in the smoke-filled sky.

The ground was covered with blood and endless wounds. The only captain left in the world was unable to escape from the flames of hatred, and he was burned to a bloody mess and tortured all over.

Lin Yuan sighed slightly in his heart.

She has learned to sigh now.

"They don't want to see you like this," Lin Yuan said. "They like the original captain, the sentry who loved to laugh, was sunny, and lived a carefree life. I think they actually prefer to see you like that."

Lin Yuan didn't know if her words of comfort were right or not. She wasn't good at comforting people.

She would just tell this wounded man what was in her heart.

Ni Ji, who was on Lin Yuan's shoulder, did not speak for a long time. The body held in Lin Yuan's arms slowly softened, and the breathing beside his ear began to become gentle.

A small tentacle came out from the sofa, and I could clearly see Ni Ji's hand trying to reach forward several times.

He wanted to go back for a hug, but quickly curled up and folded back to his side.

The little tentacle stared at the black-gloved hand and the hesitant slender fingers and thought they were cute.

[Come up, we like you too]

Touch that hand, disturb his palm, and seduce him to be bolder?

The hand seemed to have been touched by electricity and quickly flew behind his back, with the two hands still tightly clasped.

[I suddenly feel a little frustrated]

【Me too】

[Were you stupid just now?]

[Now that I think about it, it’s really stupid]

【I want to fish】

【Me too】

[I didn’t cherish such a great opportunity]

[The main brain is down, and it affects us too]

【I want to masturbate a lot】

【I want to do whatever I want】

[Hey boy, let the big fish out]

[A quick masturbation can cure all diseases, and you will have no time to be sad]

Just at this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door.

"Open the door! Royal Guards are searching!"

Before Lin Yuan and Ni Ji even stood up, the door of the house was opened from the outside using a spare lock.

A team of fully armed sentries pushed open the door and rushed into the house.

The leading guard glanced around the house.

The messy room was littered with props, the sofa and couch were crumpled, and there was water everywhere.

The used needles were thrown on the table, the bathroom door was open, a pair of twisted handcuffs were hanging on the edge of the bathtub, and the water in the bathtub was flowing everywhere.

You don't even need to ask to know what happened to these two people in there, and the process couldn't have taken too short a time.

Such scenes were everywhere in this villa. They searched all the way and encountered such scenes in almost every room they opened.

People who were drunk lit expensive incense and made the house a mess.

They are not here to deal with such matters. They want to find the murderer who dared to assassinate the Minister of War.

Minister of War Jiang Yimei was assassinated in her bedroom not long ago.

Also dying beside her was her personal bodyguard, who was highly skilled in combat and vigilant by nature.

What kind of vicious assassin could sneak into Jiang Yimei's heavily guarded bedroom so quietly?

Killed both men without leaving a trace.

Such an assassin must be a sentinel. He is of a high level, has strong mobility and calm planning ability, and is also on the invitation list for the banquet.

The commander issued a death order that the murderer must be found. All the sentries who participated in the banquet were within their suspicion range.

The guard narrowed his eyes and looked at the sentry in the room.

The sentry in front of him was tall, with a sharp and alert look in his eyes.

But his clothes were in tatters, one of his hands had traces of handcuffs, and the other had a clear tooth mark, which greatly reduced his tough image.

The Royal Guard had excellent eyesight and first-rate observation skills. He could tell at a glance that although the sentry stood up quickly, his steps were unsteady, his face was pale, and there were red marks at the corners of his eyes.

In contrast, the guide who was with him was neatly dressed, had a clear look on his face, and stood up steadily and calmly, except that the corner of his clothes was slightly wet.

He couldn't help but define the personalities of these two people first, and snorted in his heart, "Useless guys who are oppressed by the leader."

With his preconceived assessment, most of Ni Ji's doubts had been eliminated.

Just a few routine questions.

The guard took out a notebook and took notes.

Where did you stay on both nights? How long were you in the room? Did you leave at any time?

Ni Ji hadn't said anything yet. Lin Yuan gently pushed him, took the initiative to stand in front of the search guard, and answered all the questions one by one.

The slender guide had a gentle temperament and could not be the murderer. He twisted her skirt delicately and talked to him.

The Royal Guards who were searching for the murderer felt something shadow passing through their minds and inexplicably relaxed their vigilance.

The young guide gave good answers to all the questions he asked.

I just felt that these two people were very cooperative and there was nothing to doubt.

During this time, the naive leader would occasionally ask him a few questions after answering a question, which he was originally unable to answer.

But I don't know why I missed a few words, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

"What happened?"

"Oh, assassin, how terrible."

"When did it happen?"

"So that's how it is."

"Yes, we are together."

"How could we possibly know such a thing?"

Just as they were packing up and leaving, preparing to search elsewhere.

Outside the door, an Imperial sentry in a neat uniform with a golden shoulder badge walked in, separating from the crowd.

The man had a very young and noble face. When he saw Lin Yuan and Ni Ji standing together in the room, his face instantly darkened.

"Xiao Yuan?" Jiang Yangshuo asked with a dark face, "Why are you still here? Who is this person?"