Chapter 220: Life Under Surveillance

It was already morning, but He Yu didn't worry about Xie Qingcheng and didn't go out to the lab.

He really didn't expect Duan Wen to come and visit him personally.

He Yu's mind was racing, thinking that all the private conversations he had with Xie Qingcheng so far had taken place under the covers, and there was nothing to reveal, so Duan Wen could only have come here to take a look at this particular captive with his own eyes.

Xie Qingcheng's illness makes He Yu uneasy, and He Yu doesn't want Duan Wen to see him, so as not to find out what's going on. Xie Qingcheng's words of trusting him after so many years had made him not to think about what happened during the sea battle.

He meant what he said during the Xie Qingcheng Spirit Ai Bola episode.

He will protect Xie Qingcheng.

"It's okay, you fall asleep first and get some rest." He Yu whispered in Xie Qingcheng's ear, "I can handle him."

He Yu said he was about to get up, and when he did, Xie Qingcheng shook his hand again.

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, I've been around him for three years."

He Yu put on his clothes, adjusted himself, and opened the door to his room.

Duan Wen stood outside, he was a man who looked about forty, with a very good temperament, not showing his anger or joy, and did not seem to have much emotion.

His eyes glanced over He Yu for a few moments and finally landed on Mandela's unfastened lapel button of his uniform.

"Looks like Mr. He had a good night last night." He said lightly, "Can you invite me in for a seat."

He Yu: "Mr. Duan, I'm afraid that's not very convenient."

"Oh?"

He Yu coughed lightly and smiled, "He's not awake yet."

Duan Wen raises an eyebrow, "...... Oh."

After looking He Yu up and down again, he smiled, "Being young is indeed good."

He Yu, with one hand on the doorframe, was polite, but stubborn, and had no intention of backing down from Duan Wen.

Duan Wen was quiet for a moment, then added, "Didn't he mess with you last night."

He Yu sidled his head, full of gangly looks, as if two men were talking to each other about secrets, and said in a profound manner, "Used the animal taming pills. I don't have the strength to make trouble."

Duan Wen's eyebrows raised higher, "Oh ......"

He Yu finished his explanation, pulled away from Duan Wen, looked down and buttoned his own coat, seemingly absentmindedly, "So what did Mr. Duan want to see me about?"

"Nothing." Duan Wen said, "Just wanted to come and congratulate you."

"...... Congratulate me on something." He Yu raises his eyes, his mind alert, but his smile doesn't falter.

Duan Wen stared at him with nice eyes and smiled, "Congratulations to Mr. He for getting what he wanted ...... and capturing the person you wanted alive. But ......"

He Yu's body tensed up even more, still not moving as he looked at Duan Wen.

After a few seconds, Duan Wen's smile swung open, "The lab, you still have to go on time. The blood compulsion can't be practiced without it."

He Yu responded with a slight sigh of relief.

Duan Wen's gaze intentionally or unintentionally glanced toward the bedroom door again, and He Yu stood up straight and blocked it.

Duan Wen returned his gaze to He Yu, "You haven't eaten breakfast yet, right? If you don't mind, why don't you join me downstairs for a bite? There are some project matters that we can talk about together."

"......" He Yu said, "I'll go wash up then."

Duan Wen : "Go ahead."

And again, "Open the door."

In this situation, He Yu did not have any way to communicate with Xie Qingcheng, but he at least went to close the bedroom door, even if the door was open, Duan Wen could not disturb Xie Qingcheng, and he himself went back to the doorway after briefly washing himself in the bathroom in the living room.

"Go."

Duan Wen has a private dining room right downstairs.

When they entered, the waiter had already set out a fine selection of pastries and poured steaming coffee, and there was a sense of leisure in the air that was at odds with the horror of Mandela Island.

"Xie Qingcheng is a Dream Breaker's man, and it's a sensitive time now, so for safety's sake, I shouldn't actually allow you to keep him around." Duan Wen sat down, added two sugar cubes to his coffee cup, stirred it with a spoon, and raised his eyes to He Yu.

Seeing He Yu's expression, Duan Wen smiled again, "But you don't have to worry, I can make an exception for you."

He Yu's heart was slightly relieved, but the strings were still taut, "...... Then, thanks a lot."

"You're welcome." Duan Wen lifted his coffee cup and took a sip before turning his eyes toward the window, "After all, that's what I promised you."

He looked at the flowers on the windowsill.

"I think that's where we talked then, too, isn't it?"

"...... hmmm."

He Yu is no longer avoiding himself, he knows that he is undoubtedly still in love with Xie Qingcheng, in the past three years, he watched the video of his twentieth birthday back and forth, and broke through the firewall to see Xie Qingcheng's cell phone in the cloud over and over again, he was not well enough to leave Mandela Island at that time, and Duan Wen would not let him go either. Duan Wen wouldn't let him go. He and Xie Qingcheng were in Australia and the other in the United States, separated by thousands of miles, and he could only yearn for that man day and night.

But Xie Qingcheng hardly used his cell phone and didn't send messages - he was like that as a person, even in the days when he and He Yu were most emotionally entangled, the chats were normal, and Xie Qingcheng didn't like to waste his time on internet chats.

He is a man who does things the old fashioned way, and is used to calling or interviewing ...... He Yu thus still not getting much information about him.

So a roll of footage, a cocoon to watch, He Yu never shied away from his desire for Xie Qingcheng, and it was here that Duan Wen approached him for a talk.

He asked him, "Don't you hate Xie Qingcheng for deceiving you like that for the sake of his justice."

He Yu said, "Hate."

"But you still want him." Duan Wen trailed off only slightly, more of a statement than a question.

He Yu did not reply.

"Do you think he ever liked you?"

"I don't know."

"And do you think he'll be with anyone else?"

"......" He Yu only thought about that image superficially at that time, and the kind of crazy energy in his heart came back up, and even his pupils turned scarlet red, he still didn't answer Duan Wen's words, but said. "Duan Wen, there is one thing you have to promise me."

Duan Wen looked at the blood-colored red flowers swaying on the windowsill, "Go ahead."

"When I see Xie Qingcheng again in the future, I'm going to bring him back here, it doesn't matter what he thinks of me, it doesn't matter if he's married or has someone new at that time, as long as he's alive I'm going to trap him on Mandela Island, I'm going to lock him up by my side, and I'm going to get back what I've suffered ten times over on him. "

Duan Wen turned his body sideways, squinted, and looked with some interest at He Yu, who had just finished an operation and was still as pale as a ghost.

"And what if he dies?"

"...... I'm going to bring him back, too." He Yu said, "Even if it's made into a specimen, I want him - he owes me. I want him to pay it back."

Duan Wen redirected his gaze to the flowers on the windowsill.

"You're just too crazy, He Yu, if Xie Qingcheng knew that you had such thoughts, he'd be afraid that he wouldn't even dare to leave his body intact after death."

He Yu tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Even if he turns to ash, that ash I will swallow and swallow. Like I said - he owes me."

"He was the one who sacrificed my life to protect another. From that day on, I had to hate him for the rest of my life."

To this day, He Yu and Duan Wen sit face to face, still in the same position, with the same flowers blooming on the windowsill.

Duan Wen suddenly asked him, "Do you, now, feel happy?"

"......" He Yu didn't answer right away as he lit a cigarette, the scent of Marlboro wrapping him tightly.

Through the contact in these three years, He Yu has a judgment on Duan Wen. Duan Wen, for some reason, is very interested in human nature, he himself has no joys and sorrows, but he always likes to observe other people's sorrows and joys.

He didn't want to cause any trouble at this time, and it was better to say something to deal with Duan Wen.

He Yu puffed on his cigarette and slowly opened his mouth, "How to put it, painful and agonizing, exciting and sad, I guess."

Duan Wen was really interested: "Why."

"This Xie Qingcheng belongs to me and does not belong to me, his body is in my bed, but his heart belongs to another person." He Yu faintly said, "Three years ago, Xie Qingcheng chose to deceive me in order to save Chen Man. Three years later these two people really got together, and Chen Man took away my last breath of oxygen in the world. That's why I feel unhappy even after I got Man."

Duan Wen turned the spoon handle and inclined his head, seemingly pondering over He Yu's words.

He Yu's words were indeed sincere, he didn't want to hurt each other with Xie Qingcheng anymore, he had already kept his mouth shut about Chen Man's shit, but deep down he was still tormented.

It was just that the peace between him and Xie Qingcheng had come so easily that he didn't dare and couldn't bear to break anything more.

Duan Wen concluded, "Can I have a cigarette."

He Yu pushed the cigarette case at him.

Duan Wen lit up and took a drag, ''You still need to be careful when you detain him like this, from what I've seen, people like him won't easily give in to any coercion. When he recovers his energy, he will either resist and kill you, or if he can't resist, he will kill himself. You should not let your emotions overwhelm you and end up in a tragedy."

The fact that what he said was actually sort of concerned made He Yu feel a twinge of unease.

He observed every inch of Duan Wen's expression through the green smoke without revealing anything, but Duan Wen was also a brick wall, unable to see any of his true thoughts.

Finally Duan Wen smiled a little, "Something on my face?"

"No." He Yu said, lowering his head and slicing some snacks into his mouth, dropping his eyelashes to misplace the topic, "How's Taifa's health."

"Not so good, the Dream Breakers are stupid again, and it's inconvenient for our people to go out for the time being." Duan Wen slowed down, "And I don't know when we'll be able to find the Primordial Emperor's data."

He Yu's knife scraped lightly against the plate, making a harsh sound.

Duan Wen rolled his dark eyes and stared at him, "What's wrong."

"......" He Yu dropped the knife and raised his eyes, meeting Duan Wen's without blinking, "If you need my help, just say so anytime. I can't get out in person, but I can also search the back offices of certain companies for clues. After all, I'd love to have Taifa alive, and I'm still waiting for you to keep your second promise. Resurrect my mother."

Duan Wen looked at him thoughtfully and finally smiled, "That's natural."

After the meal with Duan Wen was over, He Yu walked out of the box and headed for the laboratory when Duan Wen suddenly said, "Don't raise the lark too tightly."

He Yu looked back at him.

Duan Wen, ghostly and still looking devoid of any purpose or emotion, spat out only two words from his mouth, "It will kill him."

He Yu always felt that Duan Wen's gaze was very complicated, but when he looked closely at it, it seemed to be blank, nothing at all.

Duan Wen said lightly, "Go on."

He Yu hesitates, nods once, and turns to leave.

.

He could not go back to his room right away, he could sense that Duan Wen was testing him. It had only been a day or two since Xie Qingcheng had been kidnapped back to Mandela, and given the signal he had given to Duan Wen that he must want him because he hated him, it would be suspicious if he could not hold his breath at this time and showed too much concern for Xie Qingcheng's condition.

Besides, he still had the data from the Radical Cold Light in his hands that he needed to send back to Dream Breaker Headquarters, and he really didn't have time to go back.

Stealing and transmitting the data wasn't easy, with the aura of an impending war growing heavier and the island's defenses of all sorts escalating, He Yu didn't find an opportunity until the day was almost over to finally send the information about the new weapon to the Dreambreakers successfully through a data loophole.

After doing so, he breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

Glancing at his watch, it was past eleven p.m. He gathered his things and headed for the bedroom he hadn't been back to all day.

However, just as he crossed the corridor and made his way to the fabric room, he suddenly heard a middle-aged woman inside lowering her voice and rambling about something behind the door.

He Yu was very vigilant, and no one would enter his room nowadays except for these servants who were in charge of cleaning the tower. Even Duan Wen would have some respect for him and would not intrude without authorization. However, if Duan Wen didn't go in himself, it didn't necessarily mean that he wouldn't send someone in to do something.

The pinhole cameras that were previously hidden in his house were stolen in this manner.

He Yu therefore stopped at once, stood silently outside the hayloft, and through the hidden sliver of a doorway, peered immovably into it--

Sure enough, it was the maid who had been in charge of his room recently who was talking, with a pile of changed bedding in the maid's dirty laundry basket and what looked like a testing instrument resting on the counter.

The maid's voice was low, furtive, and through the intercom device, anxious to report back to someone on the other end:

"Yes Mr. Duan, I've checked with the machine you gave me ...... there's no semen spots on the bedsheets ...... they're afraid they're putting on a show and lying to you!"

The woman was in a hurry to report, fearing to be discovered, and when she spoke a few words, she had to probe outside to check the situation. Seeing this, He Yu immediately dodged to the side of the door, avoiding the woman's panicked line of sight.

The woman didn't notice him, but He Yu knew he mustn't listen any longer either, and fortunately he'd heard the most important message of all--

Sure enough, Duan Wen was still suspicious of him, and after the morning's tryst, he was still questioning his motives for keeping Xie Qingcheng locked up.

He Yu secretly clenched his teeth, his heart icy cold - thus checking, Duan Wen knew that he was lying to him at morning tea ......

But he calmed down again quickly.

It's okay ...... should be okay. This one deception, also can not let Duan Wen conclude that his motive is not profane revenge. After all, this is his own private matter, do not want to take out to say it is normal, and in the morning he at least told a point that can be explained, that is, he lied to Xie Qingcheng that he had drugged Xie Qingcheng to dissipate the power.

Xie Qingcheng's body was weak, or the medicine had gone too far causing him to feel uninterested, that could happen. He wasn't so bad that he would suffer just because of this one lie.

But ......

He Yu, looking grave, took a detour back to his bedroom from the other direction of the walkway, where he verified his biometrics and pushed the door open.

Xie Qingcheng was sitting at his desk with his eyes closed when he heard the movement of him opening the door and slowly opened his eyes.

He Yu swept a glance at the beds, the bedding had indeed been changed, and the maid had removed and replaced their sheets from last night's inspection in the name of cleaning. After determining this, He Yu walked over to Xie Qingcheng with a sullen face, leaned down, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "There's a situation, Xie Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng's body immediately tensed slightly, "What's wrong?"

He Yu pressed his lips to Xie Qingcheng's ear, eyed ahead, and coughed lightly, somewhat awkwardly, "It's hard to say. But all in all is that, if the two of ...... us don't really do something tonight, I'm afraid it won't be that easy to muddle through."