Chapter 249: It's at the end of the day.

There's a rumble, smoke rises, and pieces of broken glass splatter all over the place.

But surprisingly, the area involved in the blast was not large, probably because the solution inside the explosive reactor would not cause a large-scale chain reaction, or perhaps there is a dead person in the heavens watching, the device did not end up hurting any police or military personnel.

It only dragged Li Yun, and Duan Wen, whom Li Yun had protected and embraced tightly, down to the abyss by mistake. ......

Li Yun's memories from more than twenty years ago were activated in that moment, and he reproduced exactly what he had done in his protective maneuvers more than twenty years ago.

But what he didn't realize was that this time it wasn't a light board that fell, it was a machine that would explode. ......

The smoke, at last, is slowly clearing, revealing a scorched earth.

Zheng Jingfeng gasped for air, stood up straight, and looked at what was happening in front of him.

He watched as Duan Wen was covered in blood and dripping underneath Li Yun's reformer, and large streams of blood were flowing out of Duan Wen's arteries. Duan Wen's entire body was charred, and although his chest was still rising and falling, it was getting weaker and weaker.

Zheng Jingfeng looked at him.

I don't know why, but perhaps it was because the deception and betrayal was so sad and shocking to him. The complexity of the feelings outweighed the joy that a catastrophe would finally end.

He caught his breath, boots on the charred black ground where pieces of scrap metal had accumulated, and took one step at a time until he reached the bodies of Duan Wen and Li Yun.

He looked down, at the man whose face he could no longer even recognize.

"Why."

He asked him.

The muscles in his cheeks shrugged and tears fell, raining down on Duan Wen's face.

"Chen Lisheng, why? Ah? ...... you have no feelings? Don't you know that your master has no obligation to be so kind to you? He was so tired, but he still taught you and took care of you every day, and he said you'd be a good cop! You will be a good cop! Chen Lisheng - why are you?! He's blocked knives from thugs for you! You said you didn't want to go home and he took you back to his house! He treated you as good as his own son, why in the world ...... why in the world are you ......"

By the end of his speech, Zheng Jingfeng was sobbing uncontrollably.

"What were you feeling when you engineered their deaths, when you killed ...... the master and the mother who had cooked for you and accompanied you to the hospital ......? Chen Lisheng ...... you tell me what mood you were in!!!"

Duan Wen was lying on the ground, and he was still being held tightly by Li Yun.

It was a protective posture for his companion, in fact his Master had done it to him.

By this time, Duan Wen's consciousness had fully returned, but he could no longer hear anything.

Zheng Jingfeng's roar seemed far, far away.

Duan Wen, breathing weakly as he lay like this, would not have died so easily, and at the last second, his consciousness overtook Duan Cuizhen's brainwaves, and he regained his senses - he could have dodged the smashing explosive device.

Right at that second, he was able to push Li Yun away and dodge it himself.

But Li Yun hugged him tightly, innocently, trying to protect him.

And so it was in that second that he hesitated. He hesitated not to push Li Yun away from him and escape, and he stared into Li Yun's eyes in that life-or-death second.

He saw his own reflection in those eyes.

Like many years ago, when Li Yun swooped in to shield him from a falling weight outside the cantina. One teenager looking at another.

Sedate eyes stared into equally sedate eyes, only one was fake heartless and the other was truly heartless.

Just for a second--

Duan Wen missed his last chance to escape.

Blood, kept flowing out of the wound, he calmly accepted that this was happening, he always didn't shy away from life and death victories and defeats.

In his opinion, life was like a game of chess, sometimes just one thought could lead to a complete loss, and there was nothing he couldn't face about that. It's just that--

Why, for that second, did he hesitate?

He doesn't seem to know either.

He is a true "machine", trained by Duan Cuizhen since childhood, devoid of feelings, absolutely rational, seeking immortality and the greatest truths of scientific research.

Lao Zheng asked him what he was feeling when he killed his master and master's mother ......

What's the mood ......?

When Mandela was planning to kill Xie Ping Zhou Muying, he didn't seem to feel anything. That day, he just watched the fire coming from that big truck.

But for some reason, then he forgot a lot of things in his day-to-day life.

But I can't forget the fire.

Just like he couldn't forget Li Yun's eyes that had disappointment written all over them when he realized he was a black cop.

Duan Wen closed his eyes, he could no longer move, only his eyeballs could still rotate, he cast his last sight on Li Yun reformer.

He watched Li Yun's final move to protect him.

With what strength he had left, he stared at Li Yun and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

The blood-covered substitute, the reconstructed man, also said hoarsely, with his last strength, "I ...... just ...... instinctively ...... "

Duan Wen The pupils shrank.

For a moment it seemed as if the young officer's face, careless about everything, came back to him.

More than twenty years ago, Li Yun gave him a similar answer when the lighted sign at the bistro came crashing down.

But what are human instincts, human feelings ......?

He had studied it for nearly forty years, in books, in laboratories, in cells, in other people, hidden behind a kind and gentlemanly façade.

He sometimes felt that he had penetrated everything, that he had gotten so good at figuring out human nature that he could take it any way he wanted. Whenever he wanted to disguise himself as a person, he could do it and become that person.

Because of this, over the years, there is no shortage of men and women who have been used by him and still love him to death, such as Lu Yuzhu.

For example, those passers-by whose faces are more obscure than Lu Yuzhu's.

He entangled himself in games with them, trying to feel the joys and sorrows of people in them, but by the end of the day, he couldn't even remember their names.

Is it in the nature of man to be like this?

Then why is it not in Li Yun's nature? Why is Li Yun able to give a helping hand to an ordinary classmate and protect him with his body?

Slowly, for some reason, Duan Wen remembered many years ago, when he was still in college. Once after running, he and Li Yun sat side by side in the playground with magnolias in bloom.

At that time, they had just enrolled in school and were not very familiar with each other. Li Yun lazily cast a sidelong glance over his shoulder and looked at him, "Chen Lisheng, I think you're quite a strange person."

He was a little wary, but smiled in the normal human way he had long ago learned to react, "How am I weird?"

"It feels like you're too upright to be faking it."

"......"

The cicadas in the trees squeaked and chirped, the September wind had a languid sweet scent of summer about to give way to autumn, and the flowerbeds were in full bloom, swaying noiselessly around them.

In that embarrassing silence, Li Yun suddenly giggled and handed him a bottle of ice soda, still looking lazy: "Just kidding. We'll be classmates from now on, and if we get into the police station as a team, I'll still count on you to block my way if there's any danger."

"...... Why."

"What for."

"Why do you expect me to block for you?"

Li Yun tugged at the corner of her mouth, revealing a not-so-police, very slightly cold, thin smile: ''Because I look like a traitor, none of the other students are too willing to get close to me. There's no choice but to have you as a good old boy. Don't be afraid Chen Lisheng, I'm actually quite reliable, when you're really in danger, I'll save you too."

"......"

"I'm not kidding, you believe me, people always have feelings. Cheers."

Li Yun clashed a glass soda bottle with the one he was holding.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding--

The police academy bell rang through the campus, and Li Yun muffled his soda, wiped his sweat with his uniform, and looked back at him, his eyes bright.

"Class is over, come along."

Duan Wen closed his eyes.

Class is over, Chen Lisheng.

Let's go together ......

At the end of the day, Duan Wen seems to have gone back to the time after the tavern explosion--

In the hallway, the young Li Yun looks up at him with a lazy smile, supporting his cane.

"Chen Lisheng, I hurt my leg and it's in a cast, so carry me back."

"The ...... dorm is on the seventh floor."

"You don't want to, do you?"

"...... no."

He eventually shortened in front of him, revealing the back of his broad shoulders in his police academy uniform.

"You come up here. I'll carry you."

He had never carried a second person on his back from the first floor to the seventh floor in his life, not even his younger brother Chen Man, who he had never climbed such a high floor on his back.

Li Yun crouched behind him, her cheek against his back, feeling his warmth even through his clothing.

The college campus at that time, with dimly lit hallways, green painted walls, concrete floors, and a broken light on one floor, he carried him on his back and walked extraordinarily slowly.

Li Yun on his back, quite a tall boy, but not very heavy, probably too thin. Duan Wen thought of his family's condition seems to be not very good, poor village from the child, to get a grant to live.

He sulked for a moment and said, "I'll treat you to hot pot tonight, or do you want to eat the bridge rice noodles at your place?"

"Huh?" Li Yun seemed to be laughing behind his back, "Then you'll have to carry me downstairs and back up again."

"...... It's okay. Just think of it as exercise."

"Then I'll have the rice noodles."

"Good."

"An extra portion of meat kind of thing." He seemed to think he'd made an outrageous request and gloated about it, "You don't want to leave me anywhere without paying."

Chen Lisheng laughed after hearing it.

It's just that it's so dark in the hallway, and he's facing the ground, and Li Yun doesn't see his smile.

No one saw him smile. His expression had always been presented for various purposes, but that time no one had seen it, he had shown that calm and refined look.

Unfortunately, he hadn't thought about why that was.

All he said was, "Good. I'll carry you there and I'll carry you back."

Li Yun burst out laughing, "You're still a really nice person ......"

That naive teenager said, "You're still a really nice guy.

The young man who had not yet been stained with blood said, "I carried you there and I will carry you back.

I'll carry you back ......

As the blood flowed more and more, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his life passed away together, Duan Wen did not expect that he would not die in the assassination of anyone, but under the protection of Li Yun's subconscious mind.

As if there is something most powerful in the underworld, which can protect or kill people, it has led Duan Wen to this end without a sound, for more than twenty years. During these twenty years, Duan Wen has been seeking the true meaning of this power, just as he seeks the results of every scientific research.

And in the last second of his life, the gentle conversations and laughter of their teenage years suddenly all disappeared, and both Chen Lisheng and Li Yun were cruelly gone.

All that rang in his ears were the words Li Yun had said to Duan Wen, words soaked in disappointment and blood.

--

When his lark died, he had said:

"You may understand when you get to the end ......"

Duan Wen doesn't know if he understands or not.

The only thing he felt clearly at the end was a line of warmth dripping from the end of his eyes ......

That's what it is.

It seemed like something he had never, ever had in his life.