Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Her thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Bai Ji'an reached out and touched the empty space beside him, then slowly opened his eyes.

He is not here again.

Once in the morning and once in the evening.

Bai Ji'an was dissatisfied. He reached out and poked He Wei's soft pillow and said, "You didn't behave well."

After saying that, he turned over and got out of bed. When he saw the door, He Wei came back to his senses, raised his hand to close the laptop, and said, "Why are you awake?"

Bai Jianan stared at the computer and walked over to sit next to him.

"I can't sleep without you."

He Wei put his arm around Bai Ji'an's shoulders and kissed his hair gently: "I was wrong."

Bai Ji'an looked at him reproachfully, as if to say, "Since you knew it was wrong, why didn't you come back quickly?"

"Forget it." Bai Ji'an looked at the turned-off computer, "What are you looking at?"

He Wei shook his head speechlessly, and Bai Jianan immediately understood.

"Is this something I can remember once my memory is restored?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Do you want to continue watching later?"

"No." He Wei shook his head: "I'm sleepy."

Bai Jianan took He Wei's hand and led them all the way to the bedroom.

He sat obediently in his seat, waiting for He Wei to lie down and stretch out his arms to him.

Seeing Bai Jianan closing his eyes with a smile on his face, He Wei also relaxed with him.

After a while, the faint breathing sound above my head gradually slowed down and became steady.

Bai Ji'an slowly opened his eyes and looked at He Wei who had fallen asleep. His heart felt sore and painful.

Since the afternoon, strange memories have been emerging in his mind.

These stories, seemingly without beginning or end, flashed before his eyes from time to time.

He seemed to remember Catharina, Liang, why Ventus didn't like him being called Wang Xingyi, and he and He Wei...had really had a fight.

But he couldn't remember why.

He only remembered that he was really sad during the time when he couldn't see He Wei.

As for the bruises on his body that gradually disappeared, it was a pity that he still couldn't remember the reason.

Perhaps his brain deemed that memory unimportant and chose not to replay it.

"Howie."

Bai Jianan touched his face reluctantly and murmured.

"It seems that Bai Ji'an, who is 29, is really coming back."

The side effects of the potion took him back to the age of fifteen, the year before he met Howe.

So from now on, when someone asks him how long they have known each other, can he just openly add one year?

"Fourteen years. I fell in love with him when I was fifteen."

……

Early in the morning, He Wei was shocked when he saw the empty bed beside him.

He immediately got out of bed and saw Bai Jianan standing in front of the window with his hands in his pockets, quietly staring at the sunrise over Los Angeles.

The aura is completely different from that of a fifteen-year-old, and you can tell who his inner self is at a glance.

"Ji An." He Wei walked up to him and hugged him from behind. "You remember everything, right?"

"Yes."

He took hold of the hands that were around him in front of him and turned to face Howie.

"I'm sorry to bother you these two days."

The polite and distant tone made He Wei furious.

In two days, Bai Ji'an, who still loved him despite his memory loss, gave him an illusion, making him almost forget that before that, their relationship had not completely returned to its original state.

"What do you mean by trouble? I am willing to take care of you. What do you mean by being so polite?"

What he wanted was Bai Jianan who would smile at him and express his love from the bottom of his heart.

"It means you should go back."

Bai Jianan walked around him and picked up the phone on the coffee table.

"I've said before that you shouldn't be here. You should go back to work and do your best..."

He Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at Bai Jianan, who was halfway through his words and took the initiative to choose a return ticket for him on his mobile phone.

What's wrong?

Go back and accept the title of Chief of the Criminal Investigation Brigade?

Suddenly, he rushed over and snatched his cell phone.

"what are you doing?"

He Wei asked back: "What are you doing?"

"I can not understand what you say."

Bai Jianan reached out to grab it, but He Wei took the opportunity to grab his wrist and pulled it in front of him.

"Do you remember what happened in the past two days?"

Bai Jianan did not answer.

He changed the subject and asked, "The work at the Municipal Bureau is so busy, and you've been staying here and not going back. Aren't you afraid of being fired?"

"That depends on you."

"What are you looking at me for?"

"I came here to look for my wife. She's angry and won't go back with me. How can I go back by myself?"

"You know very well that I won't go back until the matter is done."

"Okay, take your time, I'll do it with you."

"Howie!"

"What's wrong? You said you would support me if I lost my job. Do you want to go back on your word?"

"Different."

"What's different?"

Bai Ji'an turned his face away and said hesitantly, "It's not appropriate for us to talk about this now."

"Not suitable."

He Wei's face suddenly turned dark.

He let go of Bai Jianan, leaned against the window with his arms folded across his chest, looking like a scoundrel.

"Then throw me out. At worst I can go out and beg for food or pick up garbage to eat."

.........

"He Wei, you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Bai Ji'an was so angry that he didn't know what to say. After holding it in for a long time, he said, "Why didn't I realize you were such a scoundrel before!"

He Wei nodded: "Yes, it has always been like this. It's just that you spoiled me too much in the past and didn't give me room to show my abilities. Now I have it, and there will be more in the future. It's a good opportunity for you to see it for yourself."

Upon learning that Bai Jian'an has recovered his memory, Ventus rushes over.

As soon as he entered the room, the solemn atmosphere in the suite almost discouraged him from leaving.

Bai Ji'an and He Wei were sitting on the same sofa, but they didn't have the same close feeling as yesterday. On the contrary, one wanted to escape, while the other wouldn't let him. They were both rebellious and neither would give in.

Ventus knows Bai Ji'an.

At this point, it is impossible to get the truth out of him without sending He Wei away.

He could only hold on to the last glimmer of hope and winked at He Wei.

"It's okay, we're fine." He Wei put his arm around Bai Ji'an's shoulders and hugged him tightly. "What's your plan for today? Tell me."

Ventus shook his head helplessly and sat across from the sofa.

"Ji An, according to you, Brother Han and Tong Tong have moved to Beverly Hills. Are you relieved now?"

Bai Jianan was naturally happy to finally hear good news.

He nodded, thinking of Han Yang's call announcing the good news, and said, "Did Brother Han tell you that I still need to take a few more sustained-release drugs to fully recover?"

"You want to go back?"

Bai Jian nodded: "It's been seven days. We agreed to be back in a week."

Ventus glanced at He Wei, who had no intention of leaving, and didn't know how to say what was in his heart.

Now, the sustained-release formulation of the second blue medicine has been prepared. As long as Bai Jianan injects it on time, it won’t be a problem no matter where others are.

The important thing is that the man whose side of the neck he stabbed with sulfuric acid injection died.

He couldn't imagine Bai Jian'an's reaction after knowing the truth. So, he had to find a way to get He Wei out of the way.

"that."

Ventus glanced at his watch.

There is still one hour left, until noon.

"Ji An." He touched his stomach and said, "Aren't you all hungry?"