Sitting around a small night light, Zhuang Li and Bei Ming sat silently, their hands tightly clasped together.
This was the first time they had such intimate contact since they met.
"Can we go back to sleep now?" Seeing that the night was getting darker and everyone was sleepy, Zhuang Li whispered softly in Bei Ming's ear.
The hot air he exhaled blew into Bei Ming's ears, making Bei Ming's heart itch.
"Well, go to sleep." Bei Ming's voice sounded very hoarse.
Zhuang Li chuckled softly, a glimmer of joy in his eyes.
Hearing this laughter that sounded like the gurgling of a stream, Bei Ming's ears felt hotter and hotter.
Damn it! Dr. Zhuang is really a dangerous person!
The two returned to the bank's VIP reception room and lay side by side on the spread-out sofa.
Bei Ming stretched his arms and legs obediently, not daring to move at all, but his heart was beating non-stop.
Zhuang Li turned sideways to face him and asked, "Before, I did set up a plan to kill that woman. Are you angry with me for this?"
"I'm not angry." Bei Ming denied immediately.
This was the truth. Looking back, he realized he had never been angry with Dr. Zhuang from the beginning. He was simply confused about his own value and tormented by being exploited. In that tangle, he had never considered killing Dr. Zhuang.
Not even a minute or a second.
"I'm not angry." Bei Ming then turned around and reiterated seriously.
Zhuang Li held his hand and said with a look of relief, "I thought you were angry."
Then, he sighed silently in his heart: "The way you ignore me really makes me sad."
Bei Ming's heart also began to clench. He shook Dr. Zhuang's hand firmly and emphasized again, "I'm really not angry."
His breathing gradually became rapid, especially noticeable in the pitch-black night. He had completely forgotten Xiaocai's tragic death, and even hearing Dr. Zhuang's inner sighs made him feel suffocated.
Zhuang Li knew that he was anxious, so he buried his face in his arms and secretly pulled the corners of his mouth open.
After closing his mind, he sighed contentedly: It's so easy to fool...
After unblocking his brain, Zhuang Li found his smart communicator from under his pillow, pulled out a video and showed it to Bei Ming.
"You probably don't know that we've long been researching people with special abilities, including those with healing abilities. This video was captured by a soldier from your special forces, risking his life, to show a healing person killing someone."
In the video, a healing psychic holds a woman's wrist, and through that tiny skin contact, sucks the woman dry.
He casually threw the corpse aside, and it broke into pieces after hitting the ground and was blown away by the wind.
This completely shattered Bei Ming's understanding of people with healing abilities.
Zhuang Li said slowly, "Did you see that? Healing-type psychics can also kill. They can give life force to others, but they can also naturally take it for themselves. It all depends on their mood. You left that woman behind, but you actually left behind a time bomb. Her killing method is hard to guard against. The situation was urgent, and I didn't have time to show this video to all of you. I could only choose to set a trap and kill that woman."
Zhuang Li paused for a moment and asked, "Have you forgiven me now?"
Bei Ming put down the communicator and said in panic, "No, you should forgive me. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you."
Zhuang Li chuckled softly: "No? Are you misunderstanding me again?"
"I'm sorry." Bei Ming was so ashamed that he couldn't speak and could only apologize continuously.
"Will you believe me in the future?" Zhuang Li asked persistently.
"Of course, I will trust you unconditionally." Bei Ming responded cautiously.
"Then let's go to sleep." Zhuang Li took back the communicator, patted the pillow, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Bei Ming, however, couldn't sleep at all. Just because of a line of small words, he had already preconceived the idea of Dr. Zhuang as an enemy. How could he be so arbitrary? Deep regret lingered in his heart, making him toss and turn.
Just then, he heard 7480's childish voice: "Master, it's raining in your brain, and flowers are blooming in the sand outside. How beautiful! Ever since the death of the gods, your brain has been barren for too long. Living in the desert every day is really uncomfortable. Will the sky clear up after the rain? When it clears up, you will feel at ease, right?"
Zhuang Li was not asleep, he was just dozing with his eyes closed.
He smiled softly, his voice long and contented: "Lying beside him, I feel at ease. You can sleep peacefully too."
7480 chuckled twice, then lay down quietly, mumbling, "I like to fall asleep to the sound of rain. Good night, Master."
"Good night." Zhuang Li responded lazily.
He curled up beside Bei Ming like a baby, a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth, and sighed silently in his heart: "Now, I'm home."
His home is where Bei Ming is, so even if it is just a dilapidated city, an abandoned bank, or a doomsday where all lives are devastated, he can still have peace and warmth.
And this peace and warmth is being passed on to Bei Ming through the fusion of hearts.
Listening to Dr. Zhuang's contented and soothing words, and looking at his peaceful and tranquil sleeping face, Bei Ming's eyes welled up. He hesitantly reached out, wanting to embrace him, but he was hugged by the other man first.
Zhuang Li snuggled into Bei Ming's arms, hugged his thin waist, and buried his face in his broad chest.
"I love you, do you know that?" He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but with longing in his heart, he asked softly.
Bei Ming instantly became extremely stiff. This sudden love talk completely disturbed his heart, making him panic like never before, but at the same time, he also felt a faint and difficult to suppress happiness.
How could he have thought that Dr. Zhuang had revived him to exploit him? With such power, he could have saved anyone, but why did he have to save a fool?
Bei Ming raised his hand and knocked his forehead hard. He felt extremely regretful, but the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.
By the time he had recovered from this mixture of surprise and guilt, Dr. Zhuang had already fallen asleep. His thoughts had ceased, but he continued to transmit waves of peace, tranquility, and warmth.
This feeling made Bei Ming clearly realize that Dr. Zhuang felt safe and happy staying by his side.
His love is unquestionable.
Bei Ming threw away all distracting thoughts, held the man tightly with his arms, lowered his head slightly, and kissed the top of the other person's head.
He couldn't help but think of the playful little system's words—"It's wonderful to meet a spirit." If the spirit was truly him, he'd also want to say: "I'm the luckiest person to have met Dr. Zhuang."
That night, Bei Ming slept very peacefully.
He didn't know that after he fell asleep, Dr. Zhuang opened his eyes and looked at him quietly for a long time, with a gentle yet somewhat cunning light in his eyes.
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When he woke up the next day, Zhuang Li found Bei Ming was gone. He put on his coat and walked out of the VIP room, only to find Bei Ming standing with a group of soldiers, smoking and telling dirty jokes. From time to time, he would look up and laugh loudly, then raise his leg and kick a soldier in the butt.
Seeing his scoundrel look, 7480 was stunned. "Fuck, is this world's god a soldier? I thought he was so cool! He didn't even talk to you yesterday. I didn't expect this guy to have two faces in front of others."
Bei Ming, who was laughing happily, suddenly froze.
Zhuang Li couldn't help but laugh. Of course he knew what had happened to Bei Ming yesterday. But 7480, that idiot, was such a terrible actor, he couldn't tell it.
Bei Ming quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand, stomped it out with his foot, and then ran to Dr. Zhuang and said gently, "Are you awake? I prepared breakfast for you. We'll be on our way after you finish eating."
"Okay. Thank you." Zhuang Li took the bread he handed over, took a small bite, and whispered to himself, "It's a bit dry."
7480 found it strange. His master has been really interested in talking to him since yesterday. If he's a little dry, just drink some water. He's not a child.
Just as it was about to speak, Bei Ming had already quickly run to the car, found a box of milk from a pile of supplies, asked a fire-type mutant to help heat it up, inserted a straw, and attentively brought it over.
"Drink milk." He looked at Dr. Zhuang expectantly.
Zhuang Li took the milk, took a sip, then smiled and nodded. He said thank you, but in his heart he sighed with satisfaction: "How thoughtful."
Bei Ming's mouth curled up wildly, and his eyes sparkled. He was clearly much more cheerful today than yesterday, as if he had suddenly emerged from his gloom.
Zhuang Li glanced at him with a smile, and his eyes were also tinged with a faint glow.
"How cute." He smiled softly in his heart.
Bei Ming quickly turned around and ran outside to check the armored vehicle. His red ears were shining brightly in the sunlight.
Zhuang Li shook his head and chuckled happily again.
7480 was surprised: "Master, you talk too much."
"I'm not as talkative as you. Just read your picture book and don't meddle in other people's affairs." Zhuang Li finished the milk in a few gulps and walked out.
"Oh." 7480 didn't want to care at first, so he turned around and ran into his own nest.
The conversation between the two was like the banter between a father and his son. Standing outside the door, Bei Ming couldn't help but smile.
The group continued their journey towards the airport. As soon as they got into the car, Zhuang Li muttered to himself, "The seat is so hard."
7480: "..." It's so hard, why are you telling me? I can't control it!
Bei Ming immediately took out his spare coat from his backpack, folded it into a square, and placed it on the seat.
Zhuang Li smiled and said, "Thank you."
Halfway through the journey, Zhuang Li groaned, "I feel like I'm carsick."
7480: "..." What should I do? I can't do anything!
Bei Ming immediately brushed away Dr. Zhuang's curly hair, took a look at his pale face, and asked worriedly, "Are you carsick? How about you lean on my shoulder and sleep for a while?"
"Okay, thank you." Zhuang Li leaned on Bei Ming's broad shoulders and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep. He sighed in his heart, "It would be more comfortable if he could just hold me. "
7480: "..." You want a hug, you say?
Bei Ming quickly stretched out his arms, hugged Dr. Zhuang's frail body, and explained in a low voice, "The road was a bit bumpy. I'll hold you while we sleep to prevent you from falling."
Zhuang Li buried her face in his neck and whispered "Thank you", but a cunning curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.
7480 was stunned. "Fuck! What happened to the spirit? Did it get wise? Why is it so considerate today?"
Zhuang Li smiled but said nothing.
Bei Ming blushed with embarrassment. Thinking of his terrible behavior yesterday, he wanted to hit his head again.
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