dream eater

Chapter 17 The Colors in His Eyes

After "confessing" to each other, Fan Tian gained Jiang Heran's trust, but the progress bar of the relationship showed no sign of warming up. After the new driver was reinstated after the race, Fan Tian became a wild animal that was let loose by the breeder again. wild dogs.

Sufficient trust requires sufficient emotional support. The wild dog put away its fangs and flattered its owner with a low eyebrow.

"Can you stop dangling under my nose all the time?"

This is the third day that "wild dog" has turned into "pet dog", and the owner disliked him because he was too attentive.

The part of the property left by the schemer is still in the hands of Fan Tian, ​​and a man who should be busier in business than Jiang Heran, the shopkeeper, shouldn't be peeling apples here with a murderous knife.

The thinned fruit spun down in long strips. Fan Tian supplied the pulp to Jiang Heran. When the person who was being fed finished eating the apples and handed Jiang Heran a handkerchief to wipe his hands, he whispered softly at close range, "Kiss me." , I'll go out."

Jiang impressively sneered, "Aren't you pushing yourself a little too far?"

Fan Tian: "Yes."

Admit it confidently.

Fan Tian finally got his wish and walked out of Jiang Heran's office.

When Tsurui entered the room, the leader still had a slight smile on his lips.

"While you are in a good mood, I will talk to you about the issues left over from history."

The life and death of the elders of the previous dynasty, and the fate of the adopted son of the strategist.

Even if the person Fan Tian murdered was an inner ghost, this kind of self-assertive behavior would have been impossible for someone else.Although Fan Tian was a special case, the leader did not go through the process of verbal criticism, not only because he was coaxed.

The old man had made contributions to the organization. To catch the thief, he had to catch the dirty. While eradicating the adopted son, he would throw the blame to the old man, killing two birds with one stone.Jiang Heran acquiesced to Tsurui's suggestion long before Fan Tian "sleepwalked" and admitted that he had made his own decisions.

"Fan Tian is very suitable to be a leader."

As a person trained by the successor, he will lead the organization better than Jiang Heran after becoming the leader. Fan Tian's existence will not threaten the organization, but the people who own the organization.

Jiang Heran, who lived impatiently, was in danger. If one day he achieved a positive result on the road to death, he might even recommend his adopted son by real name when he was dying.This is also one of the reasons why he kept Fan Tian.

Fan Tian is useful in all aspects.

The leader who is still alive now needs to make a decision on the current situation.

After that sentence of approval, Jiang Heran was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly: "He is a good boy, please be gentle."

Trust is trust, after two years of being cold, Fan Tian is more valuable to Jiang Heran.

"Then a week later..."

Jiang Heran interrupted Tsurui's words, "You can figure it out, you don't need to report to me."

Taking human life is like breaking a weed, but this time the root of the grass is a bit prickly.

After leaving the headquarters, Fan Tianwu returned to his temporary residence.

He has already been seen by a psychiatrist. Sleepwalking has always been a difficult and fancy subject in medicine, especially in his case, which was originally normal but inexplicably mutated.

Authoritative experts treated Fan Tian who was briefing his condition as an ordinary patient, listed some rare sleepwalking symptoms, prescribed some relieving drugs for him, and finally recommended him to see a psychiatrist.

In the enumeration, there is a patient who, after being wronged during the day, will consciously look for his mother and complain to her during sleepwalking.

Another person, a single-parent family, was brought up by his mother, and would walk a few kilometers to find someone in the factory where his mother worked the night shift while sleepwalking. After the mother quit her night shift job, she never had an attack.

There are different causes of sleepwalking. Fan Tian's condition is more caused by psychological obstacles. To find out the reason, he needs to find the root of his heart disease.

But Fan Tian is not the harmless person in his briefing who simply looks for his mother in the middle of the night. His heart disease is inconvenient for outsiders to see, and Fan Tian will not open his heart to others.

The money-digging woman who lived with him in this residence a while ago moved out after the relationship ended, and took care of her as a white-collar employee. Fan Tian, ​​who never touched a finger of her during the whole process, was evaluated as impotent.

The man who was said "didn't eat" and acted as if he was going to fuck the person under him to death had no physical or mental fluctuations at that time.

It's not that he has no sexual interest in the women he lives with, but for the sake of verification, he deliberately accumulates desire and wants to observe his own reaction when sleepwalking.

Reasonable and unexpected.

The surveillance footage later showed that he sat up while sleepwalking, and after realizing that there was someone beside him, he quietly looked at the woman sleeping beside him for a long time, and then, as if silently protesting, separated the two of them with a pillow, without making a sound lay back.

His appetite seemed to be spoiled by Jiang impressively.

The opposite of the bad news is that as long as Jiang Impressively isn't around, he won't have to worry about the potential downsides of sleepwalking.

As long as Jiang suddenly disappeared.

The surprise came the night before a rally was organized a week later.

Rather than saying it was an accident, it was actually more like a result of artificial fueling.

Instigated by the leader, Tsurui secretly publicized the news of Fan Tian's murder of the inner ghost. Old Jerry, who was not very clever, was even more impatient than expected, and he automatically took the blame on him before anyone else blamed him. on the body.

Said he was courageous, he chose the next best thing, avoiding Jiang Heran, and shot the leader's successor.

Said he was cowardly, he dared to knock the mountain to shake the tiger, and ordered people to attack the successor in front of Jiang.

When Jiang, who had a keen sense of smell, smelled the danger, the deadly bullet had already aimed at the target's bull's-eye, and the trigger of the sentence was pulled, and the gun was ready to go off.

Without any room for thinking, Jiang Heran relied on his intuition of dealing with the God of Death, and instinctively threw Fan Tian behind the bunker of the wall.The sound of a long-distance shot just followed the speed of sound, and was delayed for a moment to reach the human ear.

With the sound of ammunition leaving the muzzle of the gun that was transmitted a step slower, the sound of the bullet cracking the wall at close range came into my ears simultaneously.

Jiang, whose senses fluctuated with the sudden situation, breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that he had been hit by fragments of a stray bullet under the sharp pain in his back shoulder bone.

Based on his reaction at the time, even if the bullet was aimed at him, he could safely dodge the attack.

But he spent his life-threatening time on blocking the gun for Fan Tian.

Jiang Heran couldn't just watch Fan Tian die in front of him, he told him that from his heart.

It's really worthless, Jiang impressively said to his heart.

From the moment Jiang impressively rushed forward, everything around Fan Tian seemed to have turned into a silent film, with the color faded, and it was slowly projected in front of his eyes frame by frame.

The picture was chaotic and white, and those black and white eyes became the only highlight. Fan Tian saw panic and concern in it, and finally fixed on comfort.

At the same time as he fell, Fan Tian reacted subconsciously like before in his sleepwalking, encircling the person in front of him as if protecting the opponent with his arms.

The assassin failed in one blow, and after losing his target, he quickly and desperately disappeared.

Jiang Heran pulled himself out of his arms, and the world regained color in Fan Tian's eyes. Fan Tian spread out his palms and saw the glaring bright red.

The blood from the wound gouged open by the shrapnel soaked Jiang's light-colored shirt.

"Boss, are you okay, boss?"

The Kane people who witnessed the whole process were frightened and stupid. They wanted to help Jiang, but they stumbled with their left foot and almost fell down.

"Can't die."

I haven't been seriously injured for a long time, and I still feel a little uncomfortable.Jiang Heran slowed his breath, the sharp pain turned into anger, and his face was sullen. When he met the baby in the greenhouse, he whispered softly as if he was afraid of scaring him, "Come to the back seat."

This overbearing off-road vehicle is an armored and bulletproof vehicle, and the rear row is the safest area.

Evacuation as soon as possible is the first choice right now.

Jiang impressively didn't feed the child candy in vain. Kane's legs trembled badly, but he insisted on sticking to his post and escorting the leader to a safe place.

The psychological quality of a professional racing driver when holding the steering wheel is as strong as when they hold a gun. Kane immediately calmed down after sitting in the driver's seat, and started the engine steadily.

Fan Tian walked in front and opened the car door for Jiang Heran, and when Jiang Heran was holding on to move, he grabbed the injured knee and hugged him horizontally.

"Don't move."

Fan Tian held the person in his arms, and his whispered words were rarely filled with emotion.

Fan Tian sent Jiang Heran to the car with hugs and hugs. Jiang Heran was injured in the back and couldn't sit still. He leaned sideways and leaned his head on Fan Tian's shoulder.

The man with a lack of blood on his face raised his eyes, held the back of Fan Tian's hand that was broken to protect him when the two fell, and blew on the wound, "Does it hurt?"

Fan Tian shook his head.

Jiang Heran chuckled, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I'm in so much pain."

Fan Tian paused, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off Jiang's forehead.

He thought that he might still owe Jiang impressively a thank you.