Song Zehan waved his hand.

"Make a phone call."

Xiao Xing did so.

But after hanging up, fifteen minutes passed, and the onion still hadn't been delivered.

"Urge again." Song Zehan frowned dissatisfiedly, and when his gaze fell back on Ruan Shiyan's little face, he was clearly distressed.

So he turned his head to look at Xiao Xing again, "Go, send a chair to you Yan Ye." ”

Xiao Xing: "??? ”

"She is delicate, and she will be tired when she stands for a long time."

This kidnapping...... Is there also an option to send a chair to a hostage?

Ren Yi glanced at Song Zehan angrily, "Song Zehan, you're almost done, does it make sense to delay time?" ”

Song Zehan smiled: "What? Exhausted? Why don't you move it over? ”

Ren Yi: "......"

Song Zehan: "Xiao Xing, move two." ”

Xiao Xing: "......"

Xiao Xing hesitated for a few seconds, and was just about to make a move when the doorbell rang.

"Hello, room service."

Here comes the onion.

Song Zehan lowered his eyes, looked at the onion that was cut on the plate, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The smell was indeed pungent and pungent, but his eyes were only red, and he didn't feel the slightest hint of wanting to cry.

Even physiological tears are so difficult.

Ren Yi on the side was obviously tired of waiting, and kicked over the small round table on the balcony, and the glass table smashed on the floor tiles and shattered.

"Song Zehan, you have to test my patience here, so you make a fool of yourself, right?"

"Okay, in that case, I'm welcome."

Ren Yi took Ruan Shiyan and took two big steps back, leaning his back against the railing of the balcony.

"Onions can't spur you to tears, it's okay, your stupidity can."

"Do you know where the code name T, which disappeared out of thin air, went to the last mission we carried out back then?"

Song Zehan put down the plate with the onion, looked straight at Ren Yi, didn't answer, just motioned with his eyes for him to continue.

Ren Yi smiled, smiling openly.

"You said that you have been looking for the code name T for so many years, why did you never think that he was actually far away in the sky, close at hand?"

"Why is he so aware of your every step of the battle plan, why is he still able to escape when you are so well deployed?"

"Because...... He didn't use it at all, he didn't use it, he ran away! ”

A touch of pride crossed Ren Yi's eyes, "He's right here, quietly watching you all anxious to find him, that feeling...... It's really cooler than a mouse playing tricks on a cat. ”

Song Zehan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark tide under his eyes was turbulent.

Hearing this, he already had the answer in his heart.

I never thought that the answer would be this.

"Ren Yi, RY, there is the letter T in the middle of the R and Y on the keyboard." The corners of Song Zehan's mouth hooked slightly, and he shook his head slightly, "I should have thought of it a long time ago." I have to say that for so many years, it was all the credit of that bullet. ”

It was Ren Yi who helped him block the bullet at that moment.

If it weren't for that bullet, he couldn't have trusted Ren Yi so much all the time.

Trust will blind your eyes, cover up your flaws and feet, and even consciously find the right reasons for these things in your heart.

It's just that once this layer of trust is broken, all the questions will come to mind one by one.

Ren Yi sneered.

"Heh, Han Ye deserves to be Han Ye, when it comes to this, you still have this light and breezy expression."

"I just don't know if if I jump down here with Yan Yan, will you still be able to keep this face unchanged?"