Chapter 2329 What a Big Pit

Mu Yuan and Jack looked at each other for a moment. No matter how many times they told themselves in their hearts that they would never be emotional again after the last meeting, it was better when they didn't meet, and they could restrain their longing.

The person was in front of him, and the vows they had made and the gap between them were always in front of him and could not be avoided.

Mu Yuan once again stepped into this room full of memories.

This is a two-story single-family house with a construction area of ​​more than 300 square meters, of which more than 100 square meters are gardens and garages. The usable area is actually more than 100 square meters. The bedroom and study are upstairs, and the living room, kitchen, a storage room and a gun library are downstairs. There are several white bookcases on the walls of the living room, all of which are some books and some high-tech electronic products.

Mu Yuan stood here, feeling complicated. The layout here has never changed at all. Although Jack rarely lives here, someone takes care of it and the room is very clean.

There are traces of pairs everywhere, and there are also traces of Mu Yuan's life. The little bear doll they bought together in the supermarket before he left last time is still on the sofa.

Mu Yuan walked over and brought the medicine box. Jack took off his coat and wore a white shirt inside. The blood had dyed the shirt red.

He didn't even frown. Mu Yuan roughly cut open his shirt and wiped the blood off his arm. His wound was not deep. He didn't take good care of it after the stitches. Instead, he exercised vigorously, so the wound split.

Mu Yuan's face sank and disinfected the wound again. When disinfecting, he was in a bad mood and remembered some things in Myanmar. Once, Jack was also injured and he took care of him carefully.

Don't look at him as strong and smart. He has made excellent achievements in anti-terrorism in recent years and made some radical elements dare not invade the country again. But he has countless wounds of all sizes.

After meeting Jack, he had four gunshot wounds on his shoulder. Every time he came to see him, he was very energetic. Even if he was injured, it was not visible. They all said it was a minor injury, but this was a real record of blood and sweat.

He was injured much less than Jack, because he was not as radical as Jack, and he would not fight terrorists for several months in a row. Most of the desperate criminals he faced had not received formal training, and were a bit like scattered soldiers. Unlike Jack, he had to face some highly educated and emotionally intelligent criminals, which was inevitably dangerous.

Jack looked at Mu Yuan, and neither of them talked much. In fact, he didn't know what to say. He regretted it the moment he let Mu Yuan in.

He shouldn't have invited Mu Yuan.

He was ready to never see Mu Yuan again, and Mu Yuan had drawn a clear line with him. He even asked Mu Yuan to go home earlier, but why... he couldn't control himself.

If he hadn't sent out a signal, Mu Yuan would not have come in with his self-esteem.

But when he came in, he regretted it again.

It was always like this over and over again, and it was tangled and confusing.

They all knew too well what it meant to be reluctant.

This time, once Mu Yuan left, it was really difficult to meet again.

So, while asking him to leave, she was madly longing for him to stay by her side forever, even if... Mu Yuan scolded him every day, even if Mu Yuan hated him in his heart.

He didn't care.

Now, what was going on?

Mu Yuan disinfected, applied medicine to him, and wrapped his arm with gauze. After a while, it was wrapped a little tight. He seemed a little uneasy, as if he wanted to wrap him into a mummy.