It's a bodyguard, not a cowherd

Outside the window, the spring sun is bright, and the mountains and forests at noon are blowing with warm wind. The simple brick walls reflect the sunlight, as if silently telling history.

With a smile on the corner of Du Jing's mouth, he also looked out the window, leaned over and put the tea on August's table, "The time is just right, they should be here soon."

Putting down the files that he hadn't noticed for a long time, pinching his eye sockets, August responded with a deep "hmm".

Du Jing smiled indifferently, "Then let me put away the files for you."

August did not avoid the sudden approaching temperature, but looked sideways at Du Jing's profile.

Eyebrows lowered, jade hands slow down.

Then look at Zou Yu, who looks like a background board—a hulking back, fierce and vicious.

Hmm - I feel even more regretful.

"What's the matter? Why are you so engrossed?"

Grasping the blindingly white hand dangling in front of his eyes, August was expressionless under Du Jing's puzzled gaze, but his gaze remained on his profile.

This made Du Jing even more puzzled, his head tilted even more, "So what happened?"

Withdrawing his gaze, August let go of his hand calmly as if nothing had happened.

Du Jing pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, then I'll prepare the tea, they're coming."

Moved to the tea table, not long after, there was a knock on the door, August and other guests arrived.

"President Huai." Du Jing greeted Huai Baizhou with a smile. When he saw the person behind him, the corners of his mouth stiffened for a moment, and then turned up, "Long time no see, Mr. Yeshe."

Ye Shesuke pushed Ye Shekong, bypassing Du Jing without hesitation.

Du Jing chuckled, and the smile grew wider, and said to Huai Baizhou who was looking at him worriedly: "Please come inside, Mr. Huai, it's important to talk about the business first."

Looking at the dim light in Du Jing's eyes, Huai Baizhou nodded without saying much, and walked towards the tea table with Du Jing.

On one side is Du Jing and August, and on the other side is Yeshe Brothers, while Huai Baizhou sitting on the side seems to form the Chuhe-Han boundary together with the tea table.

Ye Shekong, who had been grim since he entered the door, became even more sour when he sat opposite Du Jing and August.

"Hmph! One trash, one trash picker, what a nuisance!"

Du Jing frowned, and wanted to make trouble.

August reached out and gently pressed Du Jing's hand to stop him, then looked at Ye Shesuke and said, "Your thoughts."

"We can join forces, but I want to make sure that your promise is true or not." Noshsuke said.

August looked at Huai Baizhou, and he responded with a nod.

Then, the two reached into the inner pocket of the suit at the same time, and took out a folded paper from it.

Zou Yu, who was waiting at the side, stepped forward, took two pieces of paper respectively, then walked to Noshsuke's side, and handed them to him.

"whispering sound!"

When Ye Shesuke took the paper away, Ye Shekong gave Zou Yu a hard sneer.

Carefully open the two sheets, the lines and data on them are clearly visible.

Putting away the broken pages, Noshsuke looked at August and Huai Baizhou and said, "Unique?"

"If you don't mind the copy in Dick's hand, then it is." Huai Baizhou said.

And August just nodded.

"What about the plan of action?"

When Noshsuke asked this, he decided to participate in the three-party joint plan to deal with Dick.

Huai Baizhou just opened his mouth, but Ye Shekong rushed ahead, "Forget about the plan, you just listen to us."

August's eyes flicked across Ye Shekong's face, and then fell on Ye Shesuke's face, his eyes were deep, "Is he just waiting?"

When Ye Shekong heard the words, he stared and wanted to curse.

"No." No Shesuke said first, "He is me, and I am him."

August nodded, rolled his eyes, and cast a meaningful glance at Ye Shekong.

This glance directly made Noshe blow up.

"You trash with poor taste! What, have you lost your mind playing whore?"

August hugged Du Jing's clenched fist with one hand, rested the other casually on the armrest, straightened his back, and stood opposite Ye Shekong like a giant Buddha.

"No talent."

Ye Shekong was very annoyed by August's leisurely posture. He clenched his fists and glared at August as if he wanted to eat August's flesh and blood, "You trash!"

August patted Du Jing's hand, Du Jing understood, sat up, and poured tea for August steadily with both hands.

While drinking tea, August seemed to inadvertently ask, "Where's Sakurai Tsubasa?"

Ye Shekong snorted coldly and didn't answer. He didn't believe that August didn't know Yi was arrested, otherwise, they wouldn't be sitting together, looking at each other with disgust.

August stood up and wanted to put down the teacup, but Du Jing took it in a timely manner, lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, and added it again.

"Is it caught?" August said as he took the tea, "I can't even look at my own dog - garbage."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and sipped his tea calmly, as if it wasn't him who was full of sarcasm just now.

"August-Sperry!"

Holding tea, Huai Baizhou squatted in the "Chu River-Han Boundary", sipping it absent-mindedly, and had to admit that this was really a good show——

He had never seen or thought that August would be sarcastic.

"It's over, let's go."

Noshsuke patted his younger brother's head that was trembling with anger, stood up, bent down to pick him up, and gently put him into the wheelchair.

The other people in the room stayed where they were in tacit understanding without moving, just watching the two brothers slowly disappear behind the door in such a quiet manner.

After confirming that there would be no more Brother Yeshe, Brother Yeshe, etc., Huai Baizhou rubbed his eye sockets and said with a headache: "Is the action plan really just to follow Yeshe's arrangement?"

"Yeah." August nodded.

Huai Baizhou looked at August in disbelief, "Are you serious?"

August nodded and picked up the tea, "We have already withdrawn from the battle, and how the rest of the people fight has nothing to do with us."

Huai Baizhou blinked and realized - that's right, anyway, they are just a foil, so just watch the show right now.

A cup of tea suddenly appeared on the table in front of him, Huai Baizhou followed the hand holding the tea up, and saw Du Jing's smiling face.

"In addition to the shadow fragment, isn't there another fragment in the hands of President Garcia? I think you'd better go back and discuss with him about a better place for it."

Thinking of the torn page in Ben-Garcia's hand, Huai Baizhou couldn't help frowning—indeed, the torn page that remains in his hand will only be an apocalypse, and when the battle here is over, no matter who wins, the torn page will be become the target of public criticism.

"Thank you, Boss Du, for reminding me." Huai Baizhou got up, "Then I'll take my leave first, you two stay for a while."

"Alright then." Du Jing got up, looked at Zou Yu and said, "Go see President Huai off."

After Huai Baizhou left, Du Jing sat back beside August, "Is that how you really give it?"

August nodded, "It's not a good thing anyway."

Du Jing smiled, "Isn't it a souvenir? Why are you willing now?"

August turned his head to face Du Jing.

Du Jing blinked, and the corners of his mouth turned up again, "What's wrong?"

"Everyone is there, but memorials are meaningless."

Du Jing opened his eyes slightly, and then grinned lightly, "That's right, too much emphasis on form and forgetting about people is putting the cart before the horse."

"Well, there will be no next time."

Du Jing smiled, and then stretched her waist long, "Well—I'm so tired, it's time for a nap, together?"

August moved his right index finger on his lap.

Du Jing chuckled, and took August's right hand, "If you don't deny it, I'll take it as if you agreed, let's go, I want to listen to a bedtime story."

"……I do not know."

"Then sing a lullaby?"

"...Nor will it be."

"Then—let's make a humanoid pillow! I've missed your muscles for a long time."

"..."

"You don't know this, do you?"

"meeting……"

"Okay! Then such a happy decision!"

Seemingly being dragged away passively, August's gaze stayed on the hand he was holding with Du Jing.

——I really regret it.

The family motto of the Sperry family has another meaning-for what you fancy, you must not look back, do not retreat, and do not regret.

The answer has always been very clear, but I have been avoiding it.

"Ah."

"Huh?" Du Jing turned his head abruptly, his eyes alert and full of scrutiny, "Did you just smile? Huh?"

August responded with silence.

"No! You definitely laughed! Come on, laugh again!"

August responds to all changes with the same.

"papa~August~darling~"

August responded to Du Jing with a compromise.

"Wow! You have such a nice smile, as expected of me papa!"

Sighing in my heart—forget it, as long as he is happy, I can do whatever I want.

……

"Do you want torn pages so much?"

Facing the questioning with a smile, Xiang Ruyan lost his usual gentle smile and remained expressionless.

"Really?" Gracme chuckled, "I don't want the last skin, actually, I really want to be your real friend."

"Where are the broken pages of the shadow?" Xiang Ruyan obviously didn't want to express his feelings with Gracme.

His eyes fixed on Xiang Ruyan's heart, as if he wanted to see something through his suit jacket, Gracm smiled lightly, "Aren't you going to threaten me with it?"

Xiang Ruyan also smiled, "I think it's good for you and me if you don't show it."

"It's all come to this point, there is not much more, or..." Gracme looked directly at Xiang Ruyan, with deep meaning in his eyes, "Are you still trying to go back to the past? Is that false friendship so charming?" ?”

Xiang Ruyan remained silent.

"Really?" Gracme shrugged as if he had received an answer, "Then the next question, may I ask, who are you here for?"

"The answer to that question doesn't make sense."

"Really?" Gracme smiled and shook his head, "It is not the answerer, but the questioner who gives meaning to the answer."

"..."

"Can't you say it? It's the last, and this fig leaf is not missing." Gracme tilted her head slightly and smiled.

In Xiang Ruyan's eyes, the corner of Gracme's mouth was smiling, but his eyes were silently questioning, warm and sharp, which hurt Xiang Ruyan.

Sighing, Xiang Ruyan's voice was very soft, "M National Military Research Institute."

After finishing speaking, Xiang Ruyan looked up at Gracme with a tired tone, "Since I already knew it, why bother to ask?"

"Really? If it makes you uncomfortable, I apologize to you." Gracme bowed slightly, "I just want to verify, verify that you are what I think, and answer honestly."

Xiang Ruyan chuckled, "Are you treating me as a research object?"

"Well, but not only you, but many others."

Hearing this, Xiang Ruyan's smile suddenly disappeared.

Looking at Gracme, Xiang Ruyan suddenly felt that his smile was weird.

Mo Ming's anxiety made Xiang Ruyan clench his fists, "Really, I was led astray by you. I almost forgot that you also studied psychology. Stop talking nonsense and tell me where the broken page is. I don't want to hurt you."

"No."

Gracme answered very simply this time, but the answer was obviously not what Xiang Ruyan wanted.

"Where are the remaining pages?"

Gracme spread her hands, "No, no."

"I don't want to do it, Gracme!"

Facing the furious Xiang Ruyan, Gracme smiled calmly.

"I didn't lie to you, Ru Yan, if you don't have it, you don't have it."

The author has something to say:

This should be the countdown to Chapter 3. It's almost over. I don't know if anyone has followed me until now, but anyway, thank you for watching, at least no one commented on dissing me!Hahaha!