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The ferocious sword blade that was clanging continuously and entwined with power was held in the hand, causing sparks and sounds of collision that were as uninterrupted and intense as casting in the night.

Spending money like water, the status of money and power has turned into that expensive and luxurious windbreaker coat draped around the body, the pomp and circumstance of being surrounded by people, the power of letting people realize it for themselves by opening their mouths, and the gold badge on the collar is inlaid with deep red gems. ,

The glimpse of the splendid prosperity of a foreign country, the vastness and silence of that night of sailing on the ice, and the battle under the starry night at the North Pole, are mixed with a memory that spans time, starting from that flight to Northern Europe.

Even in dreams, they are magnificent and incredible, a journey beyond the ordinary like a movie.

But subtly, there is a sense of reality that is one's own...

The moment he opened his eyes slightly, the golden sunlight in the morning fell through the glass windows of the building onto his snow-white sheets. He could feel the warm heat of the golden piece, and the chirping of the birds in the forest not far away was clear and sweet. , the soft gauze curtains were blown by the breeze, and fresh air poured into the room.

This morning in late September is extremely beautiful.

It's like that time just after the summer vacation, when I woke up from the extraordinary and grand dream where I transformed into a devil on the ice sea and controlled the sea cage, and collided with the queen's bright torrent,

Fangran saw himself lying in a clean, almost pure white room. The medical equipment beside the bed was running smoothly and quietly. Occasionally, there was a beeping sound. The trees outside the window were far away, and birds could be seen flying in the forest from time to time. take a leap,

Although it seemed to others that it was only a few days, in Fangran's own feeling, he had not been back for almost a month, and the night ward in front of him made him feel familiar after a long absence.

After feeling someone beside him, he turned his head and saw Fang Xiaoran, who was sleeping beside his hospital bed.

Under the white short sleeves, the girl's fair and slender arms are folded together. She probably cut her short hair neatly and neatly. The somewhat loose collar reveals her snow-white neck...

As if she sensed the movement of Fang Ran waking up and opening her eyes, or perhaps there was a simple connection between brother and sister, Fang Xiaoran, who was lying beside the bed, trembled slightly, and when she raised her head, she happened to see Fang Ran looking into her eyes.

He was stunned for a moment and rubbed his eyes. It seemed that the redness and swelling from crying last night were still there, but his expression had returned to his usual calm and calm look.

"you're awake?"

"ah..."

Fangran still answered instinctively with a slightly embarrassed expression. After returning to China last night, he vaguely remembered that he was taken back to the night station, and then underwent a series of physical examinations. Finally, it was judged that his injury was not a major problem. , so he was placed in this ward to recuperate.

As his only relative in the capital, Fang Xiaoran always stood guard outside the door of his diagnosis room.

Of course, Fangran didn't know this, and Fang Xiaoran wouldn't tell him.

"Wait a moment, and I'll heat up the cooked porridge for you."

The delicate face was still expressionless as usual. The slender girl stood up on the edge of the bed and spoke in a normal voice. There was no surprise or joy, she just spoke in a very homely and ordinary way, and then gave her a speech. Fangran shook the hospital bed to an angle where he could lie down, and then walked into the kitchen.

Although it feels very strange to have a kitchen in the ward, there is no way. Thanks to the fact that the funds and building scale provided by the superiors were not satisfied at the beginning, a guy who paid for large-scale renovations by himself wanted every night bureau member to treat this as a home. concept,

Not only are the unique rooms that you discovered during the previous summer vacation, allowing you to know who lives here at a glance, as well as the rooftop infinity swimming pool and open-air party venue, there are also various places in the Night Bureau building designed to make people feel comfortable. Designed with the concept of rich people in mind to live comfortably here.

Just leaning on the bed in the ward, listening to the sound of Xiaoran cooking porridge for herself in the kitchen, the sunshine, air and crisp birdsong came from the window of the comfortable and pure white room, which made Fangran feel a little inexplicable. god.

Apart from the feeling that I am not in the North Pole, nor in Italy, but really back,

It's been a long time since he spent time with Fang Xiaoran in such a comfortable and leisurely way.

Although since transferring to Beijing University, in addition to being forced to wake up in the morning when there are classes, Fang Ran will also be caught by Fang Xiaoran to go to the library or other classrooms to study on his own and make up for his poor English.

But the way these two people lived together in one room was on a rest day during the last winter vacation when Father Fang, Mother Fang, and Uncle Fang all went out at night.

It was like this that time. He was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room and felt a little awkward with only two people at home. Fang Xiaoran was cooking lunch for the two of them in the kitchen.

That day passed so uneventfully.

Although they have been together since childhood and spent countless intimate times together, as the two of them continue to grow up, the crybaby who once only followed him has gradually turned into a strong, smart, and always-alive person. He is a top student from a prestigious school with a calm face.

The time we spend together in such peace of mind seems to be getting less and less,

He suddenly felt nostalgic.

"It's still a bit hot. If you're not hungry, let it cool down for a while. That particularly beautiful person told me that your stomach isn't feeling well right now, so it's best to eat some light liquid food."

Holding the porridge in one hand and pushing the stretched dining table with the other, the specially-made hospital bed for the night office is a fully functional high-end type that is probably only equipped in private wards. However, Fang Xiaoran's pretty little words were clearly expressed as concern. His face was also dull and expressionless.

However, this was the norm when she and Fangran got along.

I wonder if boys who had childhood sweethearts would have this experience, that is, a girl who was obviously very close to them when they were young suddenly stopped talking to you and stopped talking to you when they were in junior high school. Played together.

Well, this can be regarded as a normal situation after realizing that boys and girls are different, but there are also cases where the relationship is so close that one ignores the coyness between the aliens at this age.

For example, Fang Xiaoran is angry with this idiot for another reason entirely.

"Ahhhh..."

Hearing her words, although there was a description of "extremely beautiful" and she had no idea who in the bureau it was, the only one who could say that was Su Xing, so Fangran had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Then he didn't know what to say, and the time between the two of them seemed to be back to that winter vacation day. He was sitting in the living room watching TV, and Fang Xiaoran was sitting in the room reading a book.

There are two types of things to say: those that make people feel embarrassed and those that make people feel relaxed. Although Fangran felt that he was the only one who felt embarrassed, he still decided that his elder brother would...

Ahem! Anyway... let's find something to say...

After all, he transferred to Beijing University and joined a national secret organization. He didn't explain it clearly to Fang Xiaoran, and asked her to keep it secret from Fang's mother. Fangran felt quite guilty.

Especially when I ask myself, what if Fang Xiaoran suddenly transferred to Los Angeles and said that he had joined some state agency?

After someone from the other side secretly snitched on Uncle Fang...

"That... Xiaoran, I..."

"Where have you been these past few days?"

But before Fang Ran could finish speaking with his eyes wandering wildly, he saw Fang Xiaoran sitting by the bed without looking at him. He put the porridge on the table to cool and asked.

"ah...."

Then Fangran's face suddenly froze in embarrassment.

"Well...I just...went out to perform...a mission..."

When he said this, Fang Ran didn't dare to look into his sister's eyes. Then from the corner of his eye, he caught Fang Xiaoran taking out his cell phone, looking a little confused.

"Um... Xiaoran, you want to take your phone..."

Will every word I say be recorded as evidence in court (shocked)...?

Fang Xiaoran's face remained unchanged, and he answered with his cell phone calmly and calmly.

"It's okay. I just wanted to tell Aunt Fang that you were seriously injured on a mission and had surgery."

"Wait! Wait! Stop, stop, stop!! I say! I say! No snitches!!"

This simple thing didn't sound like a joke in her mouth, and Fangran was so frightened that his face twitched and he almost lost his mind. Their old Fang family was a serious ordinary family. They had not experienced any big storms, and Fang's mother was also the kind of person who loved to worry. people,

If this old man knew that her son was seriously injured outside and needed surgery,

Fangran estimated that he would see her rush in with tears in her eyes tonight, fearing that she would not be able to see him for the last time.

But he was paralyzed on the bed and couldn't move. Otherwise, looking at Fang Xiaoran's eyes that were so anxious, he would have probably jumped on her lap and started begging for mercy.

After hearing Fang Ran's instantly panicked answer, Fang Xiaoran put down his phone, turned his clear and calm eyes with a little red in the eye sockets, and looked at Fang Ran, waiting for his answer.

"That...is..."

There was no way to scratch her head. Facing those clear eyes, Fangran could only explain honestly with a wry smile in the end:

"A trip to the North Pole."

The moment she heard his answer, although she was somewhat prepared in her heart, Fang Xiaoran still trembled slightly. She didn't expect that not only was she out of China, but she was not even a country!

"What...did you go there?"

She didn't realize it herself, but her voice was trembling when she asked this question. After hearing her question, Fangran didn't know how to answer it, or how she could answer it.

Seeing that he didn't answer immediately, Fang Xiaoran was silent for a while, and then suddenly looked into Fang Ran's eyes and said:

"Because of...superpowers...?"

At the moment when his breathing was slightly suffocated, Fangran's stunned eyes slowly opened wide.

He stared blankly at Fang Xiaoran, who was looking at him without giving in, and couldn't understand why she suddenly said this.

"Old...brother...told you???"

Fangran asked with a voice of surprise and disbelief, and then the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this must be the case.

Someone who is small or so reliable will definitely not let it slip. It must be my brother who talks about running on trains and talking about big guns.

"How else can an ordinary person like you get to know those people who look so powerful?"

The reason he didn't tell Fang Ran was because he remembered a memory in a rental house. While Fang Xiaoran couldn't believe that supernatural abilities really existed in this world, he also felt a little angry that Fang Ran got involved in such a dangerous thing.

"I...I'm also very powerful..."

Lying on the hospital bed, feeling that he was too thin, Fangran turned his head and glanced at the bright sunshine at the end of September in China, and murmured in a low voice.

It's just that everyone in the bureau has too good looks and temperament...

Um...well, their family background and abilities are quite strong...

"I can help you keep these things secret from Aunt Fang..."

"real!?"

Somewhat surprised that Fang Xiaoran was willing to keep it a secret for herself after knowing about her abilities. Fangran asked with a look of surprise,

"But you must tell me clearly what is going on, and you must tell me first if anything happens in the future."

"Yeah, okay, okay, okay!"

Hearing Fang Xiaoran put forward this simple condition, Fangran nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice, but then smiled slightly in shame:

"But Xiaoran, you already know the secret of the ability, so I have nothing to explain to you."

For the cowardly baby Fang, as long as you don't tell anyone at home, he has nothing to fear except Father Fang!

"Does Sister Xia know this?"

Reaching out to pick up the bowl, Fang Xiaoran felt that the temperature seemed to have dropped. Fang Xiaoran took a small sip to confirm before handing it to Fang Ran.

"Senior sister moved to the capital because she accidentally got involved in matters related to our abilities. However, she doesn't know the specific details, and the rules of the night game cannot be leaked...ah..."

When Fang Xiaoran asked this question, Fang Ran looked a little uncomfortable and said, then looked at the bowl she handed to him and didn't know what to do for a while.

Fang Xiaoran, who originally planned to ask him what was going on, was slightly puzzled when he saw that he still didn't reach out his hand to take it. After a few seconds, he realized that his clear eyes widened slightly.

"You can't move your hands either!?"

"Ahaha...haha..."

Looking at the idiot in front of me who could only smile awkwardly, I thought about how he raised his hand and touched his head last night.

Fang Xiaoran stared at him and bit his lip slightly.

Then he sighed helplessly, pulled the stool towards the head of the bed, scooped the porridge in the bowl with a spoon without saying anything, then blew it and handed it to his mouth.

I tried to make my voice softer but seemed to have failed. In the end, I could only speak softly as if I couldn't get angry:

"Open your mouth..."

And seeing that she didn't say anything to her, but came closer to him, blew on the spoon that was next to her with her thin lips, and then handed it to her mouth, Fangran opened his mouth subconsciously after listening to her words. Mouth.

"Ah...hmm."

The moment it hit his mouth, he tasted it. It was the kind of salty lean meat porridge he liked. He didn't like sweet porridge.

It's just that... an older single young man who is already twenty years old and cannot be counted as a child, at the moment when he is being fed by his sister who is only one year younger...

Feeling ashamed.

"Is it hot?"

"A little..."

"What about this time?"

"Um... I can just blow it by myself..."

"Open your mouth."

"ah."

...

Well... But compared to the long-lost peace of mind he felt at this moment when the two of them were accustomed to getting along with each other, it was nothing...