Early in the morning, red brick cottage.

Gu Fangyan opened his eyes in a daze, and it was already dawn.

His gaze began to move along the ceiling, from the wardrobe to the wall, where the big-breasted two-dimensional girl in a maid's costume was pasted, and then his gaze moved again, and finally fixed on the half-open curtain of the balcony, and the sunlight poured in from outside, piercing his vision.

When he came to his senses, he found himself lying in his room, still wearing dirty clothes, as if he had been thrown directly and rudely on the bed.

He sat up with difficulty supporting his body, his head buzzing and aching, his whole body lacking strength, twisting his neck and cervical spine and gurgling, his bones as if they were about to fall apart.

He struggled to remember what had happened last night, and his mind was in a state of confusion, as if they were running for their lives in the rainy night, and then he seemed to be hit by a bullet, and then his memories were shattered.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the bandage in his hand, it was almost stained red with blood, and it was difficult to see that it had been white before. The wound didn't hurt anymore, but he still didn't have the courage to untie the bandage.

It's hard to imagine that he was actually shot through the palm of his hand by a bullet in Wucheng...... It's like a dream.

Gu Fangyan sat on the bed and stared at his palms for a long time, and finally got out of bed and slowly pushed open the door of the room.

The scene of the living room came into view, and the facts in front of him told him that everything that had happened before was not a dream.

Ling Chenxuan leaned on the sofa shirtless, he was obviously awake, staring blankly at the ceiling of the living room, his body was wrapped into a rice dumpling by the white gauze bandage of medical treatment, and there was a military medicine box that had been opened on the coffee table, and various potions and medical alcohol covered half of the coffee table.

Cheng Xinuo lay on the sofa on one side and curled up in a ball and fell asleep, her hair was messy, her hands were coagulated with brown blood scabs, and the blood-stained white bandages were scattered all over the ground.

Gu Fangyan looked at the mess in the living room and hesitated to speak.

Ling Chenxuan glanced at him slowly, "Are you awake?"

Gu Fangyan nodded.

Ling Chenxuan stretched out his finger and pointed to the room he lived in before, "Please take a quilt." ”

His arms hanging in the air were extremely pale, rather than his whole being, and the unimaginable amount of blood loss made him as tired as a dying god, which would dissolve into the sunlight at any moment.

Only then did Gu Fangyan realize that this guy was so weak that he couldn't even stand up simply.

Ling Chenxuan looked at him calmly, and only then did he react, and hurriedly walked towards his parents' room, holding his mother's big quilt in the closet and staggering back to the living room.

He carefully covered Cheng Xinuo with the quilt, and the edge of the quilt was pink, which was quite a match.

Looking at Cheng Xinuo's sleeping face, Gu Fangyan suddenly felt an inexplicable entanglement, not only worried, but also distressed.

He just thinks Cheng Xinuo is a great girl, they have only known each other for less than a few days, and they can barely be called friends, but she takes care of him everywhere, although she is usually smiling and unreliable, but at critical moments, she is vigorous and vigorous like a female agent.

He couldn't snatch her from the KFC family bucket, but she shook the half-bitten shrimp burger into his hand...... For the first time in his life, he and a girl were in a private room in a nightclub, and it is estimated that he will not have a chance in the future.

If it weren't for her, I guess I would have died a long time ago, and I guess I would have died on the morning news on the street at this moment.

Cheng Xinuo let out a faint snort and shrunk in the quilt, his unkempt hair was dull, like a Persian cat greedy for warmth.

Gu Fangyan found a place to sit next to Ling Chenxuan, they glanced at each other, Gu Fangyan was a little confused and stretched out his finger and arched his nose.

He couldn't help but glance at Ling Chenxuan again, looking at the latter's bandage, wrapped so thick and tight, as if he had been hit by some shocking and incurable heavy wound. Ling Chenxuan's expression was solemn like an explosion-proof officer who was defusing a bomb and cutting a thread, but he had a funny appearance like a half-mummy.

So he accidentally laughed out loud......

The corners of Ling Chenxuan's eyes twitched, and he scratched his forehead with some embarrassment. He pointed to the bandages on his body, "These are all wrapped by her, saying that she is afraid that I will lose too much blood and unfortunately die." ”

Gu Fangyan nodded sullenly, he could fully think of the three of them going home in the middle of the night last night, Cheng Xinuo threw him on the bed like a chicken, and hurriedly took out the medicine box to smear Ling Chenxuan and bandage it. He believed that Cheng Xinuo's bandaging skills were much more superb than his own, but looking at Ling Chenxuan's waist wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, it was like a novice nurse's debut in a hurry.

"She was busy alone until midnight last night, and finally fell asleep directly on the couch. Ling Chenxuan said softly, "Her waist was injured before, and she woke up in pain several times in the middle of the night, I couldn't help her, and I couldn't even stand up." ”

The excessive backlash of yang blood revealed his most vulnerable side at the moment, like a patient who was about to reach his limit.

Gu Fangyan had been peeking at him, even the bandages wrapped around him couldn't hide the straight and refined body lines like bamboo poles, slightly bulging like a mountain of muscles beaten by iron, not looking very strong, but extremely strong, like bluestone washed by the riverbank.

When he said this, his eyes didn't know where to fall, Gu Fangyan couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he always felt that there was a trace of helplessness and sadness in his words.

"Brother, you won't stay awake all night, will you?" Gu Fangyan suddenly realized this problem.

Ling Chenxuan nodded, "I always have insomnia without interruption. ”

Gu Fangyan also nodded, "Oh oh." ”

The sunlight outside the window flowed in, plating a layer of gold on the coffee table in the living room.

Gu Fangyan secretly clasped his fingers, he always felt that there was some kind of embarrassment between them, I don't know if that guy noticed it, anyway, he was a little uncomfortable now.

Ling Chenxuan's side has always been surrounded by a silent aura, this invisible aura seems to be innate, and it is born with an unapproachable repulsive force.

"Boxes. Ling Chenxuan suddenly raised his head, "Give me that silver box." ”

Because they were in too much of a hurry last night, the situation was in a mess when they came back, and the box that Gu Fangyan desperately brought back was forgotten in the corner of the entrance, although it was the ultimate goal of this operation.

Gu Fangyan hurriedly brought the box and handed it to Ling Chenxuan, who carefully looked it up and down, the gaps around the box were completely sealed by the ghost members with Mithril, and he cautiously groped for a long time towards the edge of the box and did not find the slightest gap that could be broken through.

Ling Chenxuan sighed silently, looked at the suitcase in his arms, and under the refraction of the light, he could vaguely see that the surface of the suitcase was coated with a layer of dim lacquer, like the silhouette of an elk's head, and also like a tangled rose vine.

"What's wrong?" Gu Fangyan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Ling Chenxuan's serious expression.

"It's a combination lock. Ling Chenxuan said, "I need a little time." ”

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There was a bang in the kitchen, and Gu Fangyan was preparing breakfast. Although it may not be suitable to eat with the morning sun now, he still scrupulously stood in front of the gas stove and held the iron spoon and waited for the water to boil.

As if thinking of something, he pulled out two eggs from the refrigerator.

Living room.

Ling Chenxuan immersed himself in cracking the code of the suitcase, it was a small copper-colored lock, not advanced enough to unlock fingerprints or facial recognition, relying only on the circular gears of six Arabic numerals, but it still took a lot of time to crack it.

It's a big job, he's trying to narrow it down, and it doesn't take much skill to crack the lock, but it's a great test of patience. Fortunately, the last thing he lacks is patience.

There was a sound of rustling next to the sofa, Cheng Xinuo didn't know when she woke up, she maintained a side lying posture curled up, half of her face buried in the quilt, her eyes flashing, and she looked at him blankly.

Ling Chenxuan lowered his eyes and didn't look up, "Are you in a daze?"

"I'm just curious how long you'll be staring at that little lock. Cheng Xinuo's eyes flickered, "Why don't you just pinch it, that's what you're best at." ”

"If I could, I would have done it a long time ago. Ling Chenxuan quietly flipped the gears, kept repeating, kept trying, and the picture seemed to be played on a loop again and again.

Cheng Xinuo sat up from the quilt, scratched the dull hair on his head, and his long light brown hair was slightly curled, as if it was trimmed with gold. She stretched her waist to the fullest, and her body curves in the sun were exposed, making people can't help but look sideways.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes as she reached out to him, "Come on, come on, give me a knife, and I'll help you cut it up." ”

This sense of déjà vu is like a royal princess waking up from a soft bed decorated with gold velvet silk, and the girl in the hazy halo is as clear and beautiful as a painting, but as soon as she opens her mouth, she says come and hand the old lady a knife......

Ling Chenxuan was silent, repeating the movements in his hand mechanically. Cheng Xinuo stretched out his arm to scratch him, "Hurry, hurry, my dagger was lost in the parking lot of the nightclub." ”

The movement in Ling Chenxuan's hand paused for a moment, "But I don't have the habit of carrying a dagger with me. He suddenly straightened up and picked up the Spirit Knife lying on his side, "Is this okay?"

Cheng Xinuo's expression was a little embarrassed, she hesitated to take the long knife in his hand, the scabbard was a little heavier than she imagined, and the dark golden bronze handle was tactfully streamer, revealing murderous aura in warmth.

She has always disliked the use of long knives, and usually uses collapsible daggers in the course of her missions, which are easy to carry, and often surprise her in duels.

The long knife made a crisp sound when it came out of its sheath, and Cheng Xinuo gestured with both hands to find a suitable angle.

Gu Fangyan walked from the kitchen to the living room with breakfast, his originally relaxed expression gradually solidified when he saw the picture in front of him, "Hey, Sister Xinuo, you won't have to make two moves with your senior as soon as you wake up, right?"

"Then you came?" Cheng Xinuo slashed at him, making his hand holding the plate tremble slightly.

She was amused by his silly appearance, and raised a smile slyly, like a spring breeze.

"Senior, can you lift the box?" she turned to look at Ling Chenxuan again.

Ling Chenxuan silently picked up the suitcase and held it up in front of her, and with the flash of the knife, Cheng Xinuo swung the knife in a tricky and sharp way, and the small lock of the suitcase fell like a free fall.

The corners of Gu Fangyan's eyes twitched slightly, he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but finally held back.

Ling Chenxuan's expression was calm as usual, as if someone had just pried open the cap of the soda bottle in his hand with a screwdriver.

The suitcase slowly opened, and the white smoke used to refrigerate the static gas spilled out, and when the smoke cleared, two rows of test tubes protected by platinum metal were neatly arranged, with a pattern of rose thorns printed on them, and at the lower end of the pattern was a set of capital English letters:

「BLUE ROSE」

The test tube is precisely placed in the groove, like a bullet ready to fire.

"What is this?" Cheng Xinuo poked his head, "I don't think this should be an enchantment." ”

Ling Chenxuan pulled out one of the test tubes, it was indestructible protected by platinum metal, presumably to prevent it from being broken.

He slowly turned the test tube for a week, the outer wall of the test tube was smooth and solid, and the printed pattern gave off an incongruous color under the reflection of light.

"'BLUE ROSE' TRANSLATES TO BLUE ROSE, WHICH IS SUPPOSED TO BE THE NAME OF THIS POTION. ”

He suddenly thought of the laboratory he had seen in the underground secret room of Binjiang before, densely packed with instruments and test tubes that had not had time to be packed, as if someone had left in a hurry after conducting some kind of experiment. Later, he fights with a man named Ming, and similar potions are shattered all over the floor.

But he was unfamiliar with the potion in front of him, and even a little ...... Fear, this feeling comes from instinct.

The pattern on the wall of the test tube, roses and thorns are intertwined, with a strange beauty that echoes each other, like a fallen angel thrown into the arms of demons.