Mu Yuan and Jack looked at it for a moment. No matter how many times they told themselves in their hearts, they would not be moved the last time they met. When they did not meet, it was still better. No matter how much they missed each other, they could control themselves.

With the person in front of him, the vows that they had made and the gaps between them would always be in front of him, unable to escape.

Mu Yuan once again stepped into this room filled with memories.historical

It was a detached two-story bungalow with an area of more than 300 square meters. More than 100 of them were used for gardens and garages. The usable area was actually only about 100 square meters. The bedroom and study were on the upper floor, while the living room, kitchen, storage room, and firearms storage were on the lower floor. There were a few white bookshelves on the wall of the living room. They were filled with books and some high-tech electronic products.

Mu Yuan stood there with mixed feelings. The layout of this place had not changed at all. Although Jack did not live here much, there were people who specially took care of it, and the room was very clean.

There were traces of couples everywhere, and there were also traces of mu Yuan's life. The bear toy that the two of them bought together before he left was still on the sofa.

Mu Yuan walked over and took the first aid kit over. Jack took off his coat and wore a white shirt inside. The shirt had already been dyed red by blood.

He did not even frown. Mu Yuan roughly cut open his shirt and wiped the blood on his arm. His wound was actually not deep. He did not recuperate properly after the stitching and did intense exercise instead, so the wound opened up.

Mu Yuan's face sank and disinfected the wound again. When he was disinfecting the wound, he was in a bad mood. He also remembered some things that happened in Myanmar. There was once when Jack was also injured, and he took care of him attentively.

Although he was strong, smart, and had made excellent achievements in counter-terrorism in the past few years, which made some radicals not dare to invade the country again, he had countless wounds of all sizes on his body.

After he met Jack, he had four more gunshot wounds on his shoulders. Every time he came to see him, he was very energetic. Even if he was injured, it was not obvious. They all said that it was a small injury, but it was a real result of blood and sweat.

He had been injured much less than Jack because he wasn't as radical as Jack. He wouldn't have fought with terrorists for months in a row. Most of the people he faced were people who hadn't received formal training. They were a little like stragglers, unlike Jack, who had to face criminals with high academic qualifications and emotional intelligence. It was inevitable that there would be some danger.

Jack looked at mu Yuan. The two of them did not say much. In fact, they did not know what to say. He regretted it the moment he let mu Yuan in.

He should not have recruited mu Yuan.

He had already made preparations to never see mu Yuan again. Mu Yuan had also drawn a clear line between them. He even asked mu Yuan to return home earlier, but why ... He could not control himself anymore.

If he had not released the signal, given mu Yuan's self-esteem, he would not have entered.

However, he regretted it the moment he entered.

It was always like this, over and over again. It couldn't be cut, and it was messy.

They all understood what it meant to be reluctant.

Now that mu Yuan had left, it was really difficult to meet again.

Therefore, even though she told him to leave, she crazily desired him to stay by her side forever, even if ... Mu Yuan dissed him every day, even if mu Yuan hated him in his heart.

He didn't care.

What was going on now?

Mu Yuan disinfected and applied medicine for him. He wrapped his arm with gauze, and it became a little tight after a while. He seemed to be a little uneasy as well, as if he wanted to wrap him like a mummy.