Chapter 91

Tang Junhe turned his face and looked at the smoky sky outside the car window, the sky was getting dark, and the sun had not yet emerged.

The jacket on his body exudes the scent of Yang Xuan faintly, and it seems to be a little different from ten years ago.

There is always a safe distance between people, and Tang Junhe realized one day after he became an adult that he has always resisted too close contact with other people. One of the reasons is that he is too sensitive to the smell of people. , body odor, smoke, or perfume, inhaling these smells made him feel uncomfortable.

Only by keeping the distance until these human smells are diluted by the air is the safe distance that makes him feel comfortable.

But for Yang Xuan, he couldn’t help approaching him proactively. He thought of his first wet dream, and he seemed to be bewitched by this smell to some extent. In other words, he liked Yang Xuan because he liked the smell on his body.

Is it because they are brothers? Tang Junhe closed his eyes and thought, the genes that are rooted in the blood cannot be changed. Even if they grew up separately for much longer than they lived side by side, there is always a part of them that are similar.

But even so, he never saw through Yang Xuan. When he was young, he saw hope from this indifferent attitude, and he could risk his life for it, but now he is 27 years old, and the enthusiasm and impulsiveness he once had is exactly what he fears most now.

He then thought that in fact Yang Xuan was indeed a good brother, after all he was never absent when he was in danger. If he had chosen to be just his younger brother from the beginning, maybe they wouldn’t have had to be apart for ten years. Nothing separates without being together…isn’t it?

Tang Junhe opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to close the lid of the open ashtray, and there was a light “click”, and Yang Xuan opened his eyes. Due to professional reasons, he has always been alert to any slight sound for ten years.

Yang Xuan looked at the ashtray that made the sound, and Tang Junhe’s fingers that closed the lid. He didn’t show any emotional fluctuations, but looked up at Tang Junhe, and asked in a hoarse voice: “Are you awake?”

“Well,” Tang Junhe straightened up from his seat, took off his coat and held it in his hand, looked down at the coat and said, “Actually, you can wake me up.”

“Can you wake me up?” Yang Xuan said, reaching out to open the car window on his side to the maximum, and the cool morning air poured in, “Go back to sleep when you wake up.”

Tang Junhe handed him the coat, their fingers touched, and they separated quickly. “You should also go back to sleep early and recover from your injuries.” After he finished speaking, he opened the car door and stepped out.

Just as he took a few steps towards the entrance of the corridor, there was another sound of the car door closing behind him. His footsteps slowed down unconsciously, restraining the urge to turn back, but after a few seconds he realized that the purpose of Yang Xuan getting out of the car was not to stop him, but to get off to breathe.

Tang Junhe walked quickly into the corridor. The corridor was empty at five o’clock in the morning. He got on the elevator and looked at the buttons on the side of the door in a daze.

Thinking of Yang Xuan’s phrase “Can I wake you up?”, I couldn’t help but think of the time in Sri Lanka. At that time, after they were done, he would always fall asleep on Yang Xuan’s shoulder very quickly, and Yang Xuan would wake him up to take a bath after a while. He put his arms around Yang Xuan’s neck and asked Yang Xuan to help him clean up his body.

In fact, he has woken up many times, but he just doesn’t want to open his eyes, probably because Yang Xuan was really gentle when he helped him take a bath—not the gentleness of a brother, but more like the gentleness of lovers.

Thinking back, in order to cheat this moment of tenderness back then, he had worked quite hard.

It’s just that the retribution came back later. At that time, he pretended that he couldn’t wake up, but later he really couldn’t sleep.

Lying back on the bed again, he couldn’t fall asleep again, and Shisan also woke up early, so he jumped onto the bed and curled up against his neck. Tang Junhe simply got up and put on his clothes, got out of bed and fed the cat, and went to the hospital early.

Because of the severed finger incident a few days ago, the hospital arranged for two security guards to stand guard at the entrance of the inpatient building. He took the elevator straight to the oncology department. The nurse who took over early saw him, but did not show any surprise, and said hello, “Dr. Tang came so early today.”

Tang Junhe responded with a “hmm”.

The young nurse looked at him secretly, and tried to talk to him after a few seconds: “By the way, Dr. Tang, there is one thing I forgot to tell you.”

Tang Junhe was thinking about something, when she heard her say this, he just let out a casual “Huh?”

“Actually, it’s not an important thing…that is, I went to change Aunt Tang’s dressing the afternoon before yesterday and saw her secretly putting on lipstick.”

Tang Xiaonian never wore makeup, Tang Junhe looked at the nurse upon hearing this.

“As soon as I went in, Aunt Tang seemed a little embarrassed, and quickly wiped it off… Speaking of which, I have never seen her wear makeup. Aunt Tang was very beautiful when she was young, right?”

After the nurse finished asking, she didn’t get an immediate answer. Tang Junhe seemed to be thinking about something.

The elevator reached the seventh floor at this time, and there was a crisp “ding”, Tang Junhe came back to his senses: “You just said…” Just as she asked, she remembered her question, nodded her head and said, “Well, it’s very Pretty.”

Tang Junhe walked into Tang Xiaonian’s ward, sat on the **** chair and watched her. The skinny Tang Xiaonian no longer had the aggressive strength of the past, and seemed to have returned to the Tang Xiaonian when he was a child.

Tang Junhe suddenly remembered that he liked to stay with his mother when he was a child. When he was three or four years old, as long as Tang Xiaonian was out of his sight for a while, he couldn’t help crying to find her.

It was only later that Tang Xiaonian’s desire for control intensified, and he felt breathless under such impenetrable care, so he had the idea of ​​running away.

But now he suddenly realized that Tang Xiaonian had never thought about what he wanted, so why had he ever tried to understand Tang Xiaonian? They seem to be the closest mother-child relationship, but precisely because of this relationship, there is a huge gap between them, and no one can bridge it.

Tang Junhe stood up, opened the drawer beside the hospital bed, and saw the lipstick hidden inside. The case looks old, but when I opened the cap, I found that the paste seemed to have only been used a few times.

He turned the bottom of the lipstick around and carefully read the blurred writing on it, but found that the date was no longer legible. It must have expired, he gently put the lipstick back to its original position.

***

You Xin sent Jiang Yuliang’s information through the computer early in the morning. Yang Xuan sat on the sofa and frowned at the laptop on his lap. This person was active in the border area between Yunnan and Myanmar, and was once a prominent drug lord.

It took them two years to figure out his details when they joined forces with the Interpol. In the last half a year, Yang Xuan was sent to work as an undercover agent, and he was finally shot dead by internal and external cooperation.

Jiang Yuliang is very independent and good at using people, so his subordinates admire him, but none of them can gain his full trust. There was only one exception, that person was a college student, with delicate features and submissive features, someone jokingly called him sister-in-law, but he actually took it seriously, waved his hands in surprise and said don’t call him that.

In Yang Xuan’s memory, this person came twice in the past six months, and stayed in Jiang Yuliang’s room most of the time. The reason why Jiang Yuliang trusted him was because Jiang Yuliang cherished his life very much and never allowed outsiders to enter his room.

Later, I heard that this person was a student sponsored by Jiang Yuliang. He started to support him for more than ten years since he was 6 years old, and he became a college student all the way. Jiang Yuliang has always been very cautious about this person’s affairs. He has never let his subordinates intervene, and has always done it himself. So until he was shot dead, no one knew the name of the college student and where he studied—Jiang Yuliang did not talk to other people. mentioned it.

After reading the information sent by You Xin, Yang Xuan suddenly remembered another detail. The battle that night when Jiang Yuliang was killed was very intense. Due to the good preliminary work, almost all the main leaders were arrested and brought to justice that night. When Yang Xuan retreated from the route planned in advance, he suddenly heard someone hiding aside and sobbing softly. .

At that time, Yang Xuan pointed the gun at him and found that it was the college student who also heard the footsteps and raised his head to look at him in horror. The retreat and rendezvous work was very urgent, and Yang Xuan had no time to think about it, so he put away his gun and let him go.

Thinking about it later, the real reason for letting him go was not that this person was not on the arrest list of the main leader, nor was he soft-hearted considering that he was not a threat, it was just because of those crying eyes and a certain memory in his memory. It’s like a moment.

Taking a closer look now, the choice made in one thought at that time should be counted as dereliction of duty.

Yang Xuan tapped the computer a few times, then picked up the mobile phone that was upside down on the table, dialed You Xin’s number, and he got connected there, and he asked, “Do you remember when I was an undercover agent?” , ever asked you to investigate a person?”

“Ah…that, what’s it called, Zhang…”

“Zhang Kai.”

“Ah, yes! Didn’t he say there was no problem after checking it at the time? He was just an ordinary college student. I didn’t care about him after that.”

“Just because there was no problem at the time, doesn’t mean there will be no problem later.”

“Yes, this case has something to do with him?”

“I’m not sure, but my intuition should be that the person’s height and walking posture are a bit like the person captured by the surveillance.” Yang Xuan picked up the laptop and put it aside, leaning his back on the back of the sofa chair, “At that time Can you still find the information you checked?”

“That’s terrible… It’s been so many years, and he wasn’t the focus of attention at that time. But it’s easy to know that he is Zhang Kai, and the information can be searched in the system.”

“Ok.”

“By the way, captain,” You Xin asked curiously, “Why did you ask us to investigate this person?”

Yang Xuan paused for a few seconds before saying, “Because I think the relationship between him and Jiang Yuliang is very likely to be a homosexual relationship.”

“Huh?” You Xin laughed, “Captain, you are too sharp, you can see this?”

“You came to be an undercover agent,” Yang Xuan said flatly, “You can see it too.”

“Okay, but you’re too calm. You didn’t tell us such explosive news at the time, **** people…”

“Okay, go check it out.” Yang Xuan interrupted her.