Chapter 162 Love
Chapter 162 Love
After walking out of the military compound, Yan Tian got into the car, leaned back in the chair, and lit a cigarette.
In the smoke, Yan Tian’s thoughts drifted back to the time when he was 15 years old.
That was the scene when he was kidnapped when he was in school.
The other party was a heinous kidnapping gang. In order to save a boss who was imprisoned, they kidnapped him and threatened his grandfather to release him.
His grandfather pretended to compromise.
As it turned out, the criminals were prepared and tied a bomb to him and threw him on another yacht to fend for himself, thus buying more time to escape.
Seeing that there were only ten minutes left for the bomb, what flashed through Yan Tian's mind was the happy times the four of them had with his brother.
Just leave like that?
He leaned weakly against the wall.
"Huh~ I finally found you." A familiar and slightly panting voice sounded in my ears.
He looked up suddenly, his eyes locked on the source of the sound in the dim environment, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, my brother was standing in front of him, all wet, with water drops sliding down his fair cheeks, obviously coming from some water area.
Yan Tian's heart suddenly tightened, and he finally squeezed out a word, with a tremor in his voice: "Brother, how did you get here?"
Yang Xining smiled tiredly: "I'm so tired, don't ask anymore, let's go, it's not safe here."
"Brother, don't tell me you swam here?"
Yan Tian still looked incredulous.
It takes at least half an hour to get here by speedboat from the ground.
He also remembered that his brother had suffered from a fear of the sea ever since Aunt Yi left.
Even approaching the seaside makes me feel palpitations.
Now, how did he swim over here?
For a moment, Yan Tian felt mixed emotions.
Yang Xining nodded: "Yes, didn't I tell you when I was a kid that I'm a very good swimmer? Although I haven't swam for a few years, I still have to rely on this old skill at critical moments."
As he said that, he slowly took it off to help him untie it, and the next second: "Hey, what is this?"
"Brother," Yan Tian closed his eyes, "I am really touched that you can come to save me, but I am tied to a time bomb and cannot leave on my own."
Yang Xining's face changed slightly when he heard this: "It turned out to be a time bomb. This is a headache. I have never defused a bomb before."
He then took out his cell phone and started looking for some bomb disposal programs on the Internet.
"Brother, the explosion will happen in five minutes, hurry up and leave!" Yan Tian didn't want Yang Xining to be in danger.
Yang Xining seemed not to hear it. He took out a small knife and stared at the screen of his mobile phone.
"Brother, please go away and leave me here alone."
"Impossible, Yantian, your brother will never give up on you."
"Brother, but there is no time..." he said anxiously.
"It's so noisy, you're distracting me!"
Yang Xining's eyes were fixed on the screen.
"Why are there so many different bomb disposal methods? They are not the same as this bomb."
"Brother, if you don't leave now, you will die here. Just go first, I beg you." Yan Tian's voice was choked with sobs.
Yang Xining patted his shoulder, his eyes burning with anger: "It's okay. At worst, I'll die with you. You won't be alone on the road to the underworld."
Time passed by every second, and the countdown of the bomb roared in my ears.
Finally, just before the bomb exploded, Yang Xining made a decision. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly dropped the knife in his hand...
In the end, he made the right bet and resolved the crisis.
The two survived the disaster and embraced each other.
From then on, Yan Tian regarded Yang Xining as his hero and his belief.
That feeling, with the passage of time, quietly changed, from admiration to deep love.
But he never expressed this feeling.
Because he knew that his brother's feelings for them were brotherly love and family-like warmth, not love between men and women.
His thoughts returned, the cigarette burned to the end, and Yan Tian put it out.
The thought that that person had been reborn with a different identity.
Instantly, he was in a good mood.
Thank God for giving me another chance.
He took out his phone, his fingertips lightly jumping on the screen, and sent a message to the man: "Brother, I was kicked out of my home."
……
"Brother, we are here!" As Qi Lin entered the door, he wanted to give Yang Xining a big hug.
As a result, I saw a large table of delicious and colorful dishes.
He glanced around the table and soon spotted two plates of his favorite dishes.
These familiar flavors instantly aroused his appetite, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand, pick up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.
"Hmm~ It's delicious. Brother's cooking skills are still top-notch." Qi Lin couldn't help but exclaim in admiration while chewing the delicious food in his mouth.
"Qi Lin, you still haven't gotten over this old habit? Go wash your hands."
Yang Xining walked out of the small kitchen carrying a dish and just happened to see Qi Lin's unhygienic behavior.
"Brother, you cooked such a sumptuous meal again, it's really..." Qi Lin's words were interrupted halfway because he saw a tall figure behind Yang Xining.
So he changed the topic and said, "Brother Tian, how come you are here so quickly?"
Yan Tian smiled when he heard this, but without stopping his hands, he placed the bowl and chopsticks steadily on the round table.
"I moved here today."
"W-what, Brother Tian moved in?"
Qi Lin almost choked on his own saliva.
Brother Tian is so ungrateful. He moved here secretly.
He tugged at Yang Xining's clothes and asked, "Brother, why did Brother Tian move here?"
Yang Xining gently pulled Qi Lin's handsome face and said angrily, "He was kicked out by Uncle Yan, so I must accept him."
"Yan Tian was kicked out by Uncle Yan?"
At this moment, Mo Junli and Lu Xinghan happened to walk into the room. When they heard Qi Lin's words, they frowned slightly.
"Hey, everyone is here, hurry up and wash your hands and get ready for dinner."
Mo Junli had sharp eyes and he quickly noticed that there was a little flour on Yang Xining's pretty face. The small flaw looked playful and cute on her delicate features.
There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and walked towards Yang Xining with a smile: "Brother, there is flour on your face. Come, let me wipe it off for you."
Yang Xining was used to Mo Junli's gentleness, so he said, "Thank you, A-li."
She looked up at Mo Junli and asked, "By the way, where are Xiaohui and Tianlin? Why didn't they come with us?"
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