C261 (1/2)

”Fine.” Gu Ruoyun sighed as she recalled what Su Wangzheng had just said to Xiao Yiran. If he was her eldest brother, he would definitely wake up happily.

It seemed that the most important thing in this operation wasn't him, nor was it Yiming, but Su Wanxing's zither.

On the other side, Su You's zither naturally didn't know that he had been tricked.

She sat on the side of Xiao Yiran's bed and caressed his face. It was rare for Xiao Yiran to be so obedient. He liked to shout and make small noises. His nose was twitching and his eyes were glaring. Other than his angry glare, there was only his cold voice. It was rare for his eyes to be this quiet. They were always staring, causing people to feel uncomfortable all over. It was as if there was an intimidating pressure coming from them.

But now, Su Wansan's zither had a feeling that Xiao Yiran would never wake up. He would sleep like this forever.

Xiao Yiran, it was so difficult for you to survive the surgery. You don't need to wake up right now, do you? You must not give me hope, and then let me down, okay?

Xiao Yiran, I don't know if I can endure that feeling of nervousness and excitement again. You're so quiet right now you want me to be scared, you know? I'd rather you jump up and shout at me, scolding me until I'm bleeding from my head, then tyrannically pull my hand, telling me that I can only stay by your side.

Su Wangzheng pursed her lips and looked at Xiao Yiran, whose face was as handsome as a knife. The Creator was truly magical. To be able to create such a perfect person, he was like a prince in a fairy tale. But now, this prince had actually turned into a sleeping beauty. Person.

Su Wangzheng sighed and unconsciously touched Xiao Yiran's neck.

If she pushed gently now, Xiao Yiran would not be able to survive. He would die silently just like that, never to wake up again.

Then, she would be free. She would be free, just like him.

It was a pity that her mission was not to kill him. That way, she would have hundreds or even thousands of chances. Her mission was to get close to Xiao Yiran, get his underworld secrets, bring him to justice, and destroy the underworld organizations led by him.

It was easier said than done.

Su Wenzheng raised his head and scanned the layout of the room.

Going from the elevator down to this room, they had to walk through several labyrinths of sorts. Furthermore, there were surveillance cameras everywhere, making it impossible for outsiders to get in. Even if he had come in, he reckoned that he would have been emptied of people by now.

As the base of the underworld, this place was simply too safe.

If you think about it, with Xiao Yiran's huge underworld organization, who knows how many times they would have shot him if they didn't have some form of security.” Remember that when you watch a spy film, the head of a spy will put bulletproof glass on all four walls of his bathroom. And today, nearly a hundred years later, technology is changing every day. Black. The society. How could the boss not have any sense of self-protection?

Su Wangzheng sighed. She knew that from today onwards, she would have to come into contact with the base camp of this underworld society. She also knew that she had a heavy responsibility ahead of her. If he was no longer around, then she would never have access to this underworld business. Because, no matter if it was Nian Yi Qian or Gu Ruoyun, they wouldn't allow her to come into contact with their underworld forces.

Su Wenjin stared down at Xiao Yiran's face. She could no longer tell if she wanted him to live or if it was because of her personal feelings or her so-called mission. Perhaps the two were inseparable. She had developed a personal feeling for Xiao Yiran because of her mission, and because of her personal feelings, he had a new level of feeling for Xiao Yiran. Enter.

Who said that a mission could not involve any feelings? Who said that acting was completely fake? If you don't put your heart into one emotion, you can't get another. In other words, sometimes, one had to exchange their sincerity for their sincerity. It was like this when doing undercover tasks, and it was even more so when acting.

Su Wangzheng considered herself a qualified actor, but she didn't know if she could become a good undercover cop.

She gently placed her hand under Xiao Yiran's nose as he lightly breathed on her finger. She could feel the warmth of his body as a word 'vitality' flashed through Su Wenzheng's mind.

It was good to be alive.

Su Wangzheng gently placed her head on Xiao Yiran's arm and slowly closed her eyes.

With her accompanying Xiao Yiran, he would quickly wake up.

It was getting late in the night, and the surroundings seemed so quiet. Su Wanxin could clearly feel Xiao Yiran's body temperature and began to relax. It had been a long time since she closed her eyes in peace. It had been a long time since she fell asleep in such an unrestrained manner.

Maybe when a person is completely relaxed, they will have a completely good mood. Just like the time when she was playing her zither, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, as if she was having a good dream.

Su Wangzheng's zither had indeed had a good dream because she had dreamt of Xiao Yiran. Xiao Yiran woke up. And smiling at him. They held hands, looked at each other, and smiled.

This really was a dream.

In reality, they were all too old to smile so foolishly.

Gradually, he felt a hint of light moving forward. When it entered his eyes, Su Zhizheng suddenly woke up.

Is it dawn?