Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Once again, he woke up in the middle of the night and found that there was no one around him. Lian Qingyang had already accepted it calmly.

Ever since the last night he realized Qi Chen had returned to normal, he had been alone for once. He thought something had happened to Qi Chen, so he sat up with a start and called out, putting on his slippers and preparing to go out to check, when Qi Chen pushed the door open and came in. His eyes were no longer as innocent and naive as before, but rather deep, as if he could see through his thoughts.

Lian Qingyang didn't dare to look him in the eye, so he lowered his eyes and whispered, "I thought something happened to you..."

Qi Chen didn't say anything. He rubbed his forehead as he looked at the thin figure standing beside the bed, not daring to look at him. In fact, he had wanted to go to the study computer to contact the other party while he was conscious, but before he could contact them, he heard shouting from the bedroom. When he came to his senses, he found that he hadn't even turned off the computer and hurried to the bedroom door.

Thinking of quickly explaining the situation and going back to sleep, he guessed that he couldn't sleep with him in this situation. Before Qi Chen could finish feeling upset, his consciousness became blurred.

Lian Qingyang lowered his head and waited for Qi Chen to speak. After five minutes, the two were still in a stalemate. His feet were a little numb from standing. As soon as he moved, someone rushed over and pushed him onto the bed: "Qingqing, I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep."

Well, I was nervous for nothing.

Lian Qingyang temporarily put down the stone in his heart and let Qi Chen hold him in his arms, but he couldn't fall asleep. Qi Chen's appearance just now made him think that he saw Luo Yichen, and his attitude unconsciously lowered. He secretly hated himself for not being motivated enough, and he couldn't resist the pressure from Qi Chen.

Qi Chen's birthday was less than three days away. Lian Qingyang woke up in the middle of the night and lay in bed, feeling the cool air around him. He thought about how Qi Chen's condition had changed a lot recently. He was no longer afraid of being alone and often stayed in the study for a long time. Lian Qingyang didn't prepare a mobile phone for Qi Chen because they had been together all the time, so Qi Chen had been using the computer to contact his teammates and superiors.

These were all told to him by 999. When Qi Chen was conscious, the two of them had basically nothing to talk about. Even Qingyang, influenced by Luo Yichen, would not take the initiative to say anything. He would just call out to him during dinner, and the two of them would finish their meal quietly and then go about their own business.

Only when Qi Chen turned into a little fool again would Lian Qingyang hug him and keep him quiet for a while. Only when he was asked about the situation anxiously would he shake his head and move out of Qi Chen's arms.

However, the person that Lian Qingyang thought was handling business in the study was actually in a state of absent-mindedness. Qi Chen actually had the memory of becoming a little fool. He did not want to admit that he would do something stupid, so he always had an inexplicable sense of shame when facing Lian Qingyang. He had to restrain himself, and as a result, he became the "keep away from strangers" and cold and indifferent person in Lian Qingyang's eyes.

When Qi Chen was sober, he could still control his thoughts, but once he turned into a little fool, he would follow his heart and pounce on Lian Qingyang and stick together. He felt like he had a split personality. The little fool did everything he dared not do. He despised the little fool's shamelessness, but also envied the little fool's ability to pounce on Lian Qingyang regardless of everything.

No, he also has emotions that the little fool cannot understand. When he regains consciousness in the middle of the night, he will put a touch of warmth on the face of the sleeping person, and feel the sweetness in his heart as if it were soaked in honey.

With a smile on his lips, the page on the computer screen changed and a message came. Qi Chen instantly switched to work mode, read the content expressionlessly, frowned, and his fingers tapped the desktop unconsciously.

The day before Qi Chen's birthday, the two people who basically never left the house said hello to each other and went out one after another.

Lian Qingyang first spent half a day shopping in the mall before going to the cake shop in the evening to make a cake. This was his first time participating in Qi Chen's birthday, so it was naturally of great significance. He had designed the pattern he wanted to draw on the cake the day before, and after the baker taught him how to use the tools, he quickly drew a perfect pattern.

The shop owner was very surprised and said: "You made such a good cake the first time. You are the first one. You are very talented!"

Lian Qingyang couldn't say that he had experienced many worlds and learned many skills, so he could only smile embarrassedly. He asked the manager to help pack the cake, took out his mobile phone to pay, and found a message from an unfamiliar number: I am Qi Chen, when will you be home?

He hurriedly replied: Right away.

He then rushed to the supermarket and bought some fresh fish before returning home. As soon as he entered the house, Qi Chen was sitting on the sofa, the afterglow of the setting sun falling on him. He raised his head, which had been lowered, and looked towards the door. Lian Qingyang nodded at him, changed his shoes, and prepared to go to the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, Qi Chen stood up and walked towards him. He took the cake from his hand and asked, "Where have you been today?" Seeing the cake in the transparent box, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes. "The pattern on the cake is very delicate. Did you make it?"

Lian Qingyang felt a little embarrassed by the compliment and nodded. "Don't you want to eat fish? I'll make you a sweet and sour fish today, and boiled fish tomorrow. Put the cake in the refrigerator first and take it out after twelve o'clock."

Qi Chen responded, put the cake in the refrigerator, followed Lian Qingyang into the kitchen, and took the initiative to explain his itinerary: "I am an armed police officer who is on a dangerous mission. I was young and frivolous and loved excitement. Because of an accident on this mission, it is probably my last. Two days ago, I contacted my partner who was on the mission with me. Because of my cover, he is now safe. He has also relocated to the mission target and is ready to carry out the mission again. I was supposed to set off today..."

Seeing that Lian Qingyang was listening silently, Qi Chen spoke again: "I was either taking on a mission or on the way to a mission. It has been a long time since anyone celebrated my birthday, so I thought you could celebrate my birthday with me once..."

The sound of the knife chopping on the chopping board stopped. Lian Qingyang turned around, tears already on his face. He spoke with forced composure, but the trembling in his voice still revealed it: "You don't seem to have any right to ask me to celebrate your birthday with you. It's not your birthday that I celebrate. The one who has given me warmth and accompanied me through life from beginning to end is Achen, who always called me Qingqing."

It’s the little fool who said he liked Qingqing.

Qi Chen was getting a little anxious. He wasn't very good at expressing himself to begin with, and with his outgoing personality, who knew what he would be like after he became stupid? But Qingqing loved him the most when he was stupid. He wanted to explain that they were the same person, in the same body, but when he thought about how the little fool got along with Lian Qingyang and compared to how he and Lian Qingyang got along, the explanation seemed a little too pale.

Lian Qingyang turned around and started to cook sweet and sour fish. Qi Chen stared at his back in a daze. Now that he had returned to normal, he couldn't go and get hit on the head again, right?

Lian Qingyang hadn't expected to have the chance to confront Qi Chen. He just seemed a little over the top: Ah Ling, did I just underperform? Actually, I really like the normal Qi Chen, but it would be nice if he could also act cute and ask for a hug. But this man actually informed me he was leaving before he left. Why didn't he give me some mental preparation?!

"If he comes over and hugs me, I'll forgive him." 999 didn't want to listen to the host complaining about some kind of tragic love story, so he directly played the last sentence of Lian Qingyang's mind to Qi Chen.

Lian Qingyang was shocked, suppressing the urge to tear 999 apart. He felt a pair of hands coming from behind, pulling him back into their embrace. A voice full of apology came to his ears: "Qingqing, I'm sorry, can you wait until I come back?"

"Ouch!" Lian Qingyang's hand, which was cutting onions, tilted and chopped off his own fingers.