Blade and Swift

Yan Xichen walked aimlessly for a day and a night, and finally Lao Jiang sent someone to bring him back.

His target is too obvious now, his identity is too dangerous, and he just wandered outside in such a daze for a whole day, it's fate that he didn't get killed.

To Yan Xichen's relief, Lao Jiang did not resort to torture to extort a confession in three trials as soon as he was brought back, although many people, including the guards, looked at him differently.

When he was hospitalized before, rumors about his friendship with Cain spread like wildfire, and it was Du Yachen who helped him stabilize the watchmen.

This time, Yan Xichen knew that he was not so lucky.

Lao Jiang arranged him in the original residence in Z district, which was the place where he lived with Du Yachen at that time.The room is very bright, even facing the sun, and you can see the traces of it being carefully arranged at the beginning, and the care is not shown.

For example, the nightlights in the bedroom, hallway, and bathroom, probably because he is afraid of Yan Xichen and having nightmares; it is also like the instant white coffee in the cupboard, which is Yan Xichen's favorite brand.

Every corner of the room is related to him, but Du Yachen's existence is everywhere.

He has already left, but his sense of existence is so strong.

Sitting in front of the glass window of this sunny room, Yan Xichen always remembered the words Du Yachen said before leaving, and his heart would become very painful.

He has nothing to do, doesn't want to do anything, and feels that nothing makes sense.When there is nothing to do, he always thinks about something, which tortures him very hard.So he sleeps, and when he sleeps, people will be unconscious and can reduce the time of pain.

But he had a cycle of dreams about Fang Shuo, about Cain, and about Du Yachen.

He hadn't dreamed so often before, nor had he been so vulnerable.At first he was able to wake himself up from the dream by crying, but later he stopped crying. After waking up, he just sat there with a dull pain in his heart, and he could sit in a daze for half a day.

He also knew that he couldn't do this anymore, because he would lock himself in hopelessness and emotions, and he would never be able to get out.

In the past, someone always helped him, but now he is the only one left, and the feeling of emptiness pervades every inch of his nerves.

Needless to say, Du Yachen did not come to look for him.Fang Shuo didn't show up either, and Duan Mingyi and Duan Yun also didn't come to look for him.Yan Xichen was very confused, he always felt that this happened——

He knew everything, he knew the source of his pain, and then he made a choice, but after making the choice, he suddenly didn't know how to go down.No one responded to his choice, even Fang Shuo disappeared completely.He simply suspected that he was a dream.

This state lasted for a few days, and a huge emptiness swept over him.Yan Xichen knew that he couldn't go on like this, and he had to take some action.

He looked at the dark circles under his eyes, his pale face, and his red eyes in the mirror. He spent half an hour tidying himself up to the point where he could barely go out, and then he took the initiative to find Lao Jiang.

Yan Xichen asked Lao Jiang about Duan Mingyi.

"You don't know?" Lao Jiang's expression changed from being surprised at the beginning to gradually calming down. He looked at Yan Xichen with a very sad look, as if he couldn't bear it, "Duan Yun is dead."

Yan Xichen was deaf for a few seconds, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and he asked, "When did it happen?"

"On the day I left the theater, there was a conflict with the forces of the outside world on the way to evacuate. In order to protect Duan Mingyi, he was hit by a stray bullet. He wasn't killed on the spot, but he didn't make it to the end."

Yan Xichen's legs were a little weak, he sat down while supporting the table.

He told himself, don't panic, just wait a moment and be quiet.

Since leaving the bakery, Yan Xichen has seen many people die every day, and he has also killed many people.But Duan Yun's death was something he never thought of.

Duan Yun is like a harbor, he is neither tough nor fragile.He is there, eternal.

Yan Xichen once thought that no matter how long, he or Duan Mingyi was tired, injured, unable to hold on, there would always be a way out for them - to go back to grandpa.

But this retreat is now suddenly like a wall collapsed.

When he was in the chaotic zone, death was everywhere, and these people who accompanied him at close range always gave him the illusion that these people would not leave easily.Even if one day you are tired, injured, or have an accident, you must have his participation or company in the process of fighting against death.

Instead of being told lightly that he died.

Lao Jiang talked a lot with Yan Xichen, but Yan Xichen sat there blankly without much reaction.In fact, he did find it ridiculous. It felt a bit like the feeling when he heard Duan Yun sitting across from him talking to him when he first came to the other world.

It was hard for Yan Xichen to believe that Duan Yun had disappeared so suddenly. He frantically persuaded himself to react rationally, but he was still fighting emotionally and couldn't accept it.

Lao Jiang had heard about Yan Xichen's past from Du Yachen, and knew that he was a mercenary in the real world. Therefore, after persuading him for a long time, Yan Xichen seemed to lose his response because of too much blow. Shaking his head with emotion, this shouldn't be, he was also a mercenary before.

It was only then that Yan Xichen reacted a little. He lowered his eyes and looked at his wet palms, in a daze.

He understood Lao Jiang's words.He suddenly remembered that his past was bloody, cruel, and violent.Death is commonplace, and life and death is a daily compulsory course for mercenaries, just like doctors and nurses who have faced too many deaths, even if they are mourning and painful, those vivid emotions will be worn down for a long time.That's right, Yan Xichen thought, but he didn't seem to be quite like that.He couldn't accept Fang Shuo's death, especially in that way, and he couldn't accept Du Yachen's departure. Right now, Duan Yun's death struck him as absurd.

Yan Xichen remembered what Du Yachen said before leaving, and he suddenly found that Du Yachen was right.

He is blind, impulsive, emotional, and easily influenced by others. The closer people are to him, the easier it is to hurt him.He is already a mercenary who has escaped many times, but he still hasn't learned this.

Seeing that Xichen Yan was about to go into a daze, Lao Jiang sent someone to call Mr. Yu too.

Mr. Yu is the only watchman in Area C besides Duan Yun, and he was once a good friend with Duan Yun.

Although Yan Xichen had never met him before, when he saw Mr. Yu, it was as if he vaguely saw Duan Yun.

After that, Mr. Yu whispered a lot about Duan Yun to Yan Xichen.

For example, the old man likes to go out for a walk after eating in the afternoon, likes to read some miscellaneous military books, and likes to tell them about his experience in the army when he was young.

Duan Yun always kept Duan Mingyi in his heart and put it on his lips.Later, he would also mention Yan Xichen, and when he talked about him, he seemed to be talking about his own child.

Yan Xichen observed Mr. Yu calmly.

This simple man, who seemed impossible to be found in the crowd, had a calm expression and voice and told Yan Xichen many things about Duan Yun in detail.

He realized belatedly that perhaps Mr. Yu was Duan Yun's best friend.

A kind of inconspicuous tingling reminded him all the time that the old man who wore a leather jacket, loved to cook, and cared about him could not come back.

That afternoon, the door of the living room remained closed.It wasn't until the night gradually fell that Mr. Yu slowly came out of the living room.

He went down the steps, but saw a person leaning lazily by the street lamp.With a book in his hand, he seemed a little tired, covered half of his face with the book, yawned, and glanced at Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu was startled, and slowly approached Du Yachen: "Boss."

"Yeah." The man replied with a nasal voice, and glanced at the lit window upstairs.

"What do you tell him so much? He's having a hard time now."

"He should know this, and he should remember it. I also hope that he understands why many people, including Duan Yun, fought and died. He will think about it before doing something next time." Mr. Yu said lightly, and looked at him together. Looking at the light from the upstairs window, "Old Duan did not hurt the child wrongly."

"You're blaming him." Du Yachen looked at Mr. Yu very much, "You're blaming me too."

"There will always be someone responsible for the cost of war, no matter what your reasons are."

Du Yachen put out his cigarette, stepped forward and patted Mr. Yu on the shoulder, he didn't know whether it was comfort or understanding.

Mr. Yu didn't look away, but followed Du Yachen two steps forward: "About Yan Xichen...you are no longer involved?"

He looked at the figure in front of him and paused for a moment without looking back.While looking at the man's back, Mr. Yu had some strange thoughts in his mind.

He thinks that their boss has always been like this, with a lazy posture, always giving people a look of indifference, or not being interested in anything.It is precisely because of this that Mr. Yu was shocked by his insight and explosive combat power later on.

But now he still looks lazy and tonality, but Mr. Yu can see a hint of decadence from the man's drooping shoulders.

It's impossible to say that he was crushed, but his bent spine didn't seem to be reckless, but more like being crushed by something.

It must be an illusion, right?Mr. Yu thought to himself.What could really break a man like him?

Mr. Yu was thinking wildly here, Du Yachen finally took another step and said in a deep voice: "He is more important to this world than you think, take good care of him."

Yan Xichen rushed back to Area C overnight.

When he hurriedly opened the door, he saw Duan Mingyi sitting behind the door.

The night was still spreading infinitely, the clock on the wall pointed to five o'clock in the morning, Duan Mingyi was sitting blankly in front of the table, and a black box was placed on the table.

Yan Xichen pushed open the door, realized what the black box was, and felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.Duan Mingyi seemed to have lost his five senses, even if he felt someone push the door open, he didn't turn back, he seemed to be indifferent to everything around him.

Yan Xichen always remembered the first time he met Duan Mingyi, he was a young man with a stinky face, a bad temper, and a blunt speech, but he was a veritable knife-mouthed bean curd heart.

Sitting there now, he suddenly became very quiet.

After stopping at the door for a while, Yan Xichen silently approached him and sat beside him.

There is a photo of Duan Yun on the small black box. It is one of the few photos of Duan Yun that Duan Mingyi can find. It is in Duan Yun's book. It is him 20 years ago.

"Before going to the chaotic zone, he called me to talk. He said that it doesn't matter if the inner world can't be broken, even if he can't get out for the rest of his life. He doesn't ask much, as long as I am safe." Duan Mingyi stretched out his hand, and the lights turned his body The face is divided into Yin and Yang.

Before he sat there, his eyes were full of stagnant water, but now when he talked about the old man, the light in his eyes finally began to flow: "I know he has always been very guilty of me, and he thinks that I will come to the other world because he treats me too much." Missing. Actually not, I think the reason why I appear in this space, on the contrary, is because I miss him too much."

"There was a saying before that once people in the other world are completely forgotten by people in the real world, they will never go back. Because he no longer belongs to that world. If you knew this was going to happen, would you regret it?" Yan Xichen didn't speak for a long time, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse, like two sharpened files, which he himself found unpleasant.

Duan Mingyi didn't dislike him: "Regret, how could it be? On the contrary, I'm very glad that I can still see him, even though it's in such a bad world."

Yan Xichen also stretched out his hand slowly, and the moment he touched the black box, all the empty unreality just now finally receded like a tide.

He realized very clearly that Duan Yun was really dead.

Those news were not fake, Duan Mingyi's tears were not fake, Duan Yun turned into this little black box in front of him, and was gone forever.

Yan Xichen clenched his fists, turned his head to look out the window, and tried his best to control his emotions.

He couldn't break down anymore, he couldn't cry anymore, and he couldn't take any more during this time.When you think life has nothing, nothing to lose, and nothing to get worse, fate can always tell you what is worse.

Some people believe in destiny, but more people become fatalists day by day.

Yan Xichen could understand very well why Duan Mingyi could not fall asleep for a long time sitting in front of the window with a lamp on in such a humid night.

Duan Yun was his most important person, and no one else could understand that kind of mood except Duan Mingyi himself.

That night, Yan Xichen sat with him until dawn.

Duan Mingyi is waiting for the dawn, as if the sun is shining on the earth, it can also dry up some sadness and loneliness.He fell asleep at eight o'clock in the morning, but Yan Xichen couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He went out for a walk outside, looked at the crowd, and suddenly realized that this was in the stable area, and probably few people knew him.There was a sad expression on the faces of the people, and they probably knew what happened at the Basilica Theater.

The news spread quickly, and within two days everyone was talking about the Basilica.

Yan Xichen and Duan Mingyi collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Two broken and hopeless men can't be put together because they only feed off each other and accelerate each other's withering speed.

Luo Sen suspected that if he hadn't arrived in time, Duan Mingyi and Yan Xichen would have been stink by now.

The two of them sat side by side on the sofa, both looking sick and hopeless.

Yan Xichen's condition could be better, Luo Sen felt that he was caught off guard when he suddenly remembered the past, and he was broken in love.And when it comes to falling in love with Rosen, I have to talk about him. Their boss is really kind to Little Yanzi, although their boss is a bit sullen, always talking less and doing more.

But even a dull person like him can feel the boss' intentions.But this Yan Xichen didn't know why, he would only give up if he made the boss sad again.

So he deserves it.Rosen summed it up in his heart.

As for Duan Mingyi, the situation is more complicated.Rosen came to the other world alone, and the most important people to him were Rose, besides Du Yachen, the boss.He hasn't lost a family member yet, so he can't understand Duan Mingyi exactly.

But at least he knows that it is not easy for a person to get out of the quagmire. If he gives up struggling, he can only wait to be submerged.

"You're still like a child at any age!" Rosen looked at the two of them sternly.

He first turned to Duan Mingyi: "Parting between life and death is normal. You can give yourself time, but you can't just indulge in it."

Duan Mingyi looked away sleepily.

Rosen turned to Yan Xichen: "Sooner or later you have to express your opinion on Cain, and it's useless to escape."

Yan Xichen lowered his eyes and turned a deaf ear.

In the dead silence between the two, Rosen, who had always been reticent and liked to use knives, guns and violence to solve problems, rarely felt deeply powerless.

He thought, in the past, Rose could do better than him.

He's just a reckless man, he's good at wielding knives, guns and sticks, but he's never been able to read people's hearts.But roses can.She has spent so many springs and autumns in the other world, and has experienced many cruel things, but she is still full of curiosity about the world and people.

He sighed, and simply grabbed one of them with one hand and took the two of them out, thinking to himself, what are you going to spend so much time talking about?He was never that kind of person anyway.

"I'm taking you to meet someone," he said.

The author says:

Trying to take it easy on the title (Can this be called a double-sided lovelorn?