WWY Chapter 42

Chapter 42 Three Years Ago: Well-Endowed and Vigorous, A New Life Has Begun, Do Not Worry…

Chapter 42 Three Years Ago: Well-Endowed and Vigorous, A New Life Has Begun, Do Not Worry…

One minute, two minutes…

Tuxi Ling noticed that Lan He had suddenly gone silent, not responding to him. Thinking he was probably really angry, he could only pray that the colleagues coming to assist would arrive quickly, all the while enduring Qing Gu’s mocking gaze.

Originally, giving Lan He the necklace was already abrupt. They weren’t relatives or anything, at most just friends who could ask each other for money. Why should he accept such an expensive gift?

As a police officer, that’s all he could do.

Five minutes later, Lan He glanced at his watch and suddenly said, “I know.”

Tuxi Ling: “?”

“Didn’t you ask me if I knew why Qing Gu kidnapped me?”

“…Your reaction time?” Tuxi Ling reached out to touch his smooth head, his expression tense. “Did you hit your head? The wound bled a lot.”

Lan He forcefully slapped his hand away. “Don’t touch my head!”

Tuxi Ling suspiciously retracted his hand. “Then tell me, why did he kidnap you?”

“He wanted to elope with me.” Lan He blinked his bright eyes and forced out a mischievous smile. “Officer Ling, there should be boats smuggling people abroad at the docks tomorrow morning. If you have time, you can take a stroll around and add to your KPI.”

Qing Gu flew into a rage. “Lan He! You are too ruthless!”

Lan He said with disappointment, “You, anyway, you’ll have to confess everything inside. I’m helping you get started, it’s for your own good!”

“Good my ass!” Qing Gu twisted like a loach for the last two times, turned his body to the other side, and gave up struggling.

Tuxi Ling understood the meaning of his words and immediately called his classmate in the Coast Guard, asking them to investigate.

“This has happened several times, why don’t you have any vigilance? This time was so dangerous, you almost got kidnapped abroad!”

“It’s nothing, right? If I got kidnapped abroad, I’d just come back. It’s not like I don’t know the way.”

“Come back? Those on smuggling boats are all desperate criminals. They’ll throw you into the sea halfway!”

“Isn’t that all your fault!”

“My fault?”

“Why did you have to call me for no reason? He was pretty normal at first, but as soon as he heard the person on the other end was a police officer, he immediately went crazy.”

“…”

Fortunately, the phone rang at this time, rescuing Tuxi Ling from his unreasonable argument.

“Ling team, suspect number one just drove away, Squad One is chasing after him. Send me your location, I’ll come pick you up!”

“Okay.”

“That bodyguard, that bodyguard from the He family, insists on coming along, is that okay?”

“Yes, let him come over!”

Tuxi Ling pulled Qing Gu up from the ground, forced him to stand facing the tree, and then looked at Lan He strangely. “How much did you pay for that bodyguard?”

Lan He guessed what he was going to say and couldn’t help laughing. “I don’t know, Si’nian He found him.”

Sure enough, Tuxi Ling said, “Why don’t you fire him? I don’t see any use for him.”

Lan He raised his chin behind him. Shengbo Xia and Li Wu were walking down the pathless hillside, followed by Jiu Ya with a flushed face, clearly having heard the words.

“Young Master Lan!” Jiu Ya rushed forward.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Tuxi Ling’s accusations, he couldn’t refute them.

If this continued, he really would be labeled the “shame of the organization” and have to pack his bags and leave.

“I’m sorry, Young Master Lan, I…”

“It’s not your fault.” Lan He patted his shoulder. “It’s my fault this time, I was careless.”

“I’m really sorry!”

“It’s really okay.”

Tuxi Ling didn’t understand their employer-employee relationship, or perhaps, it had evolved into a strange level of friendship?

He realized that Lan He was very good at getting along with people. Everyone around him liked him, trusted him, and couldn’t help but approach him, and he himself was no exception.

Was this the constitution of a natural-born group favorite?

He sighed secretly while handing Qing Gu over to Shengbo Xia, asking them to take him back to the bureau for interrogation first, and then turned back to ask Lan He, “How are you?”

Lan He tilted his head and asked, “How am I?”

“Can you walk down the mountain?” Tuxi Ling observed his legs. “The reporting masses said you were seriously injured and were being carried by Qing Gu?”

“I wasn’t…oh!” Lan He paused, his eyes suddenly turning into two crescent moons. “Ah! Yes, I twisted my ankle while running, it hurts a lot!”

Tuxi Ling took out his phone. “I’ll call for a stretcher!”

“No need, right? We’d have to wait for them to come in.” Lan He stretched out his arms. “You carry me too, I’m not heavy!”

He used the word “too,” wanting to show that: Qing Gu carried me, if you don’t carry me, I’ll look down on you!

“Officer Ling—” Seeing that Tuxi Ling wasn’t moving, he deliberately dragged out the sound. “My foot hurts, and I’m also dizzy. The car was driving too fast just now, and I didn’t have time to fasten my seatbelt, I hit it several times. Please help me see if the wound is bleeding again?”

Lan He pointed to the gauze on his head. The snow-white gauze was dirty beyond recognition, with dirt and semi-dried blood stains.

Tuxi Ling stared at his sly eyes, seeming to sense something was wrong, but he was soon lost in his sweet voice. When he came back to his senses, the person was already on his back.

In his memory, this was the first time he had prolonged physical contact with Lan He. As for the first contact at their first meeting, he had no impression, so it didn’t count.

Lan He’s self-awareness was accurate, he was indeed not heavy. For a man of 180cm, he could even be said to be a little too light.

Every time his warm breath sprayed into his ear, it was like a shot of adrenaline. The gunshot wound on his shoulder didn’t hurt anymore, and the eyelids that hadn’t closed for two days weren’t drooping anymore. Endless energy surged from his body.

He gently wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, his slender hands hanging down in front of his chest. It was obvious that he hadn’t done any rough work and paid attention to maintenance, as white and tender as his face. His nails were trimmed round and clean.

He seemed tired, and as they walked, he rested his head on his shoulder. Gradually, his neck began to itch. He could imagine that his lightly colored thin lips were maintaining an ambiguous distance from his neck, and every sway of his body just happened to graze his skin with his lip beads, but not completely touch it, like the feathers used by European nobles to flirt in ancient times, sweeping back and forth.

…

This mountain road was very difficult for Tuxi Ling. Later, he even began to wander off into daydreams. He tried not to let his breathing be too heavy. When he reached the foot of the mountain, his lungs were almost bursting.

He felt that his thoughts were dirty and vulgar. Lan He was definitely not like him, with a mind full of “repayment in kind” plots.

Feeling guilty, he helped Lan He into the Bentley. Jiu Ya, who had been following silently behind, quickly went around to the driver’s seat and started the car.

He found that the back door was not closed, so he looked back and was immediately speechless.

The two people in the back were still tugging at each other.

Lan He was pulling on Tuxi Ling’s clothes, looking like he wanted to pull him into the car, while the police officer was propping himself on the top of the car door, looking like he wanted to break free.

The two men’s eyes met, neither giving in to the other, and neither speaking, as if whoever spoke first would lose.

When Shengbo Xia and the others finished their mission, they left a police car for Tuxi Ling. The driver poked his head out and greeted, “Ling team, let’s go?”

Lan He pulled the person even tighter and roared from the crack in the car door, “He’s not going!”

Tuxi Ling grabbed the hand on his collar. “What are you pulling me for?”

Lan He pointed upwards at the sky that was turning dark. “It’s almost time to get off work.”

“Don’t mess around, we don’t have a time to get off work? There are still cases!” Tuxi Ling tugged at his hand, but couldn’t pull it away, so he patted the back of his hand. “Go back, let Jiu Ya take you to the hospital to rewrap the wound.”

“Then you come with me to the hospital.” Lan He tore off the dirty gauze from the top of his head, “rip”, a large area of his scalp turned red, the scab on the wound was torn open, and blood slowly flowed out.

“What are you doing!” Tuxi Ling panicked and quickly leaned in to pull a tissue from the car, helping him gently press the wound.

Lan He played rogue. “If you don’t take me, I won’t go!”

He hadn’t been this crazy for many years. He just didn’t want Tuxi Ling to go after Qi A at this time, because he had a gun.

Qi A might not casually harm other police officers, but if he saw Tuxi Ling, with his personality, he might jump over the wall. He strongly suspected that the gun he had aimed earlier was aimed at Tuxi Ling and not Qing Gu. If he hadn’t been there, he would have fought Tuxi Ling to the death.

If he had known that he would have follow-up with Tuxi Ling, he shouldn’t have sent that photo to Qi A three years ago to demonstrate.

He had made a big mistake!

–

On the day the anti-trafficking special operation ended, Tuxi Ling hadn’t properly closed his eyes for more than forty-eight hours. Then he slept soundly, and when he woke up, his vision couldn’t focus for a while.

The room was very dark. The curtains in the express hotel were black and gray, and the sunlight coming through the inch-wide gap couldn’t illuminate much of the place, but it was unusually dazzling.

He was dazed for a while.

What’s going on? It didn’t seem like his own home, let alone the criminal investigation team’s lounge.

He propped himself up on the bed and sat up, shaking his paste-like head, and smelled the smell of inferior laundry detergent mixed with disinfectant emanating from the quilt, which seemed like a hotel.

Hotel?

Several scenes kept tumbling in his mind, and finally settled on a young face with star-like bright eyes.

Oh, right…

He remembered, he had met him when he got off work in the morning. He said that his ID card and wallet were lost, and later accompanied him back to the hotel.

Did he sleep here? How embarrassing!

As his consciousness gradually recovered, he suddenly realized that he was not wearing anything, and immediately felt a chill all over his body. The sticky feeling between his legs made him stunned, and when he touched it, it was indeed dried oil.

The well-informed police officer Ling vaguely understood what this series of information represented. He hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, but pressed on a hard arm, and suddenly exploded.

The person next to him was deeply buried in the quilt, and was pressed by him and gave a muffled groan, his voice vaguely: “Why are you awake? So early?”

“You…I…”

The bedside lamp was turned on, and Lan He looked lazy, like a cat that had been filled with catnip, squinting and turning over, pulling the snow-white quilt to the bottom of his neck, and staring at him with scrutinizing eyes.

“You what? Me what? What kind of look is that in your eyes? Could it be your first time?” He suddenly laughed, “Then you’re pretty good!”

Tuxi Ling stared blankly at his beautiful smiling face, as if he had been shaken by the first ray of sunlight piercing through the clouds at dawn, and his heart beat uncontrollably wildly.

He tried to maintain his composure, but it didn’t help much, and he stuttered, “Wh, what’s going on?”

“How would I know what’s going on with you? I was making tea, and you fell asleep. But there’s only one bed, so I have to sleep, right? We’re both men, so let’s just make do! But in the middle of the night, as soon as I wanted to sleep, you held me down and took off my clothes. Now you’re asking me what’s going on?” Lan He narrowed his eyes dangerously. “Don’t you think I’d take the initiative to go to bed with you? Just kidding, who knows if you’re sick or not?”

Tuxi Ling slapped his face hard. He really didn’t remember.

With the dim light of the bedside lamp, he looked around. The bedding was covered with marks and wrinkles everywhere, and there were several used condoms thrown around the trash can. The battle was extremely tragic.

It shouldn’t be? So tragic, but he doesn’t have any impression?

The young handsome guy’s dull expression was really innocent. Lan He raised the corners of his mouth and yawned weakly: “Hey, you’ve been torturing me enough for a day and a night, I’m still sleepy, I want coffee.”

“Oh… okay!”

Tuxi Ling felt that he was completely being manipulated. He didn’t quite believe that he could do such a thing, but the facts were right in front of him.

Out of guilt, he felt that he should take care of this stranger who had been “imprisoned” by him for a day and a night.

He carefully bypassed his legs and got out of bed from the other side, taking his pants and putting them on while hopping on one foot.

Before he put on his sweatshirt, Lan He raised his eyebrows: “What are you doing? Don’t you want to run away?”

“Don’t you want coffee? I’ll go down and buy it.”

“Who wants to drink that kind of garbage?” He raised his fingers and made a tempting gesture, tilting his head towards the small kitchenette, “There’s a coffee machine over there, no sugar, thank you.”

Tuxi Ling didn’t know how to use the coffee machine, but he didn’t want to seem like he was shirking responsibility, so he bit the bullet and walked over.

Lan He smiled as if he had succeeded in a prank, bent down to pick up his jeans from the ground, and took out a cigarette and a lighter.

He skillfully flicked out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He flicked the lighter a few times, but it didn’t light. He shook it and threw it aside when he realized it was out of oil. He dragged over the sweatshirt that Tuxi Ling had put on the bed and searched each pocket.

Suddenly, his fingertips paused, and he took out a hardcover document from his pocket.

A police ID.

At that moment, he had a shit-eating expression on his face, but when Tuxi Ling looked over, he casually shook the document and said mockingly, “Oh, it’s Uncle Police? No wonder you’re so good!”

Tuxi Ling’s knife-like features always gave people a tough and reliable feeling, but at this moment they were flushed red, and he himself wanted to jump off the building.

“What about police officers? Don’t police officers have physiological needs?” He stubbornly denied it, but he didn’t realize that he had unknowingly admitted to their day and night.

He was stung by his teasing look and turned around angrily to continue studying the coffee machine.

Lan He didn’t find a lighter in his pocket in the end, so he played with the cigarette in his mouth, staring thoughtfully at Tuxi Ling’s naked back.

His figure was tall and straight, the lines on his back were smooth and beautiful, and the muscle texture was looming, containing just the right amount of strength.

Like a painting.

When the room was finally filled with the aroma of coffee, Lan He picked up his phone, took a picture of his sculpted back, opened Facebook, found an avatar of a stick figure tree and sent it.

After that, he logged out, closed the interface, and deleted the APP in one go.

[Well-Endowed and Vigorous, A New Life Has Begun, Do Not Worry.]