"Brother Yan is overjoyed today, everyone, don't be polite, come! Have a drink!"
Jiang Ting's face was full of black lines, and he lifted Ma Xiang, who was drunk on his body, away, and shoved it to Fang Zhenghong, who was still barely sitting upright, but obviously had begun to stare blankly.
There was a lot of uproar at the wedding venue. The elderly leaders were either chatting and taking pictures with each other, or resting on the loungers by the swimming pool. All the young people were chatting, laughing, chasing, and fighting each other. This group of lawless things is because of Consultant Jiang's prestige and the physical condition that the wind blows, he does not dare to drink alcohol, but he is not so polite to Yan Xun, clamoring "I am the bridegroom, believe it or not". Team Yan had already been overwhelmed by the rascals of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. If Gao Panqing hadn't stopped him, he would have already fallen into the swimming pool with Han Xiaomei, who was walking crookedly on high heels.
As for Team Yan's mother, Ms. Zeng Cuicui, she was busy arguing with her husband at the moment: "I repeat, you didn't peek at people when the old lady passed by?"
In the distance, a white aunt with her head held high, with red and green flowers, passed by. Father Yan hurriedly swore and swore: "I didn't aim! I really didn't aim!"
Team Yu: "According to the angle of the suspect's head swing and the questioning response, I tend to have the facts of the crime..."
Mother Yan: "Did you hear me! Say it again, you didn't aim?!"
Yan's father was anxious and wise: "I just saw that her bag was very beautiful, and I thought about buying one for my wife..."
Judging from Team Yu's expression, this answer is obviously a negative score, but she only listened to Mother Yan: "What! You can even see what kind of bag they have! You bastard, I don't love you anymore!!"
Yan mother took Yu team and rushed back to drink tea, Yan father hurriedly ran after his wife while complaining.
Yan Yan's family view was really influenced by his parents... Jiang Ting laughed dumbly, and was about to take Yan Yan back to sober up, when he turned around, he saw that there was no sign of him staggering by the swimming pool. There were only a few directors and directors. Leaning on the reclining chair to watch the play, Mrs. Lu Ju's scolding voice was coming from the crowd:
"Lu, Dong, Bin! How many times has the doctor told you not to eat so much meat! Put it down!"
With the sound of chopsticks thumping pia, Ju Lu shuddered: "Aiya! What are you doing with your old woman!..."
Everyone was relaxed and happy to appreciate the story of Lu Ju's beating, Jiang Ting turned around and saw Han Xiaomei rushing straight towards him. The little girl was miserable by the wrap skirt and high heels, her hair was covered with lipstick, and she grabbed Jiang Ting and shouted, "Brother Jiang! It's not good!"
Jiang Ting asked casually, "Where is your brother Yan?"
"Brother Yan was taken away by the waiter!" Han Xiaomei shouted during the band performance and the crowd chatting and laughing: "Man! He looks very handsome! Sister Meimei saw it! Tell me to come and report it!"
Jiang Ting: "..."
"Extremely handsome! It's not a good thing at first glance!"
Jiang Ting couldn't help laughing and laughing. He thanked Han Xiaomei, a drunk and enthusiastic crowd, and walked through the wedding venue and the back garden of the hotel. The hall of the reserved venue was empty. The bright marble floor reflected Jiang Ting's slender silhouette wearing a snow-white dress. He paced through the corridor, and suddenly heard a faint movement in the lounge in the distance, as if someone was walking and talking.
Immediately afterwards, Yan Yan's iconic voice sounded, and based on Jiang Ting's understanding of him, the voice was full of embarrassment: "...Ah, yes, no. It's not that I forgot to invite you, it's not all that I think Are you busy..."
The next moment, a relatively young and calmer male voice rang out and said, "It's okay, I just heard that you are having a wedding here, so I flew over to take a look."
Yan Yan inside the door and Jiang Ting outside the door flashed the exact same idea at the same time - how can I fly to the other side of the ocean "by the way"
The man also seemed to feel that something was wrong with his words, and immediately added: "Actually, I just wanted to come and see my sister-in-law... That... your wife... Team Jiang, I really don't mean anything else."
Jiang Ting: "?"
Jiang Ting originally wanted to step up and walk over to push the door on purpose, but when he heard his name suddenly, he was stunned, changed his mind and stepped forward gently, looking in through the crack of the door.
Yan Yan, who had drunk her head, slumped on the sofa chair, holding her red forehead with one hand, and the corners of her mouth seemed to twitch slightly. An unfamiliar man who had never seen him stood beside him. He had probably just arrived at the wedding scene. His body was still dusty, his expression was a little cold and reserved, but his face was beautiful.
That kind of "beautiful" is a bit of a rare classical beauty, with a face like a beautiful jade sword and eyebrows, red lips and white teeth and even a little too delicate, but the straight and sharp nose bridge and brow bones neutralize this feeling. Judging from the overall facial features, this person is very young, and there are people who believe that he is in his early twenties. However, from the eyebrows, the corners of his eyes and other subtle points, it can be seen that his actual age is not much younger than Yan Xun.
He was dressed in a black formal suit, with wide shoulders and long legs, and his aura was calm. His stature was almost the same as when Yan Yan was standing completely upright. He was the type who stood out on the street.
Jiang Ting snorted, thinking that this awkward atmosphere was his ex-boyfriend
"I came in a hurry and didn't say hello, I laughed, this is my red envelope—"
"Oh, what are you doing, take it back and take it back, it's fine when someone comes..."
"I didn't have time to prepare anything in a hurry, please accept it. Then ask Team Jiang him-"
"Hurry up and sit down, I'll call someone to greet you. Oops, I'm sorry, I really drank too much today, let me first... vomit!!"
Yan Yan was swaying, and before he stood up, he covered his mouth and fell down. The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him. In an instant, both of them jumped back as if they had been electrocuted. Yan Yan was frightened like a blown husky.
The indescribable atmosphere lasted for a second, and the two of them simultaneously:
Man: "I'm sorry I didn't mean to!"
Yan Yan: "Sit and sit! Don't move! I'll call my mother!"
Yan Yan's eyes were clearly flickering with panic, and he turned around and slammed open the door. Jiang Zing, who was caught off guard, appeared outside the door.
Yan Yan: "…"
Jiang Ting: "..."
If it was just embarrassing just now, it's frozen now.
The cheerful music of the wedding in the distance came from afar, which made the indoor atmosphere even more eerie. The three of them looked at each other, Jiang Ting was confused, and Yan Yan's expression was blank; while the strange man stared straight at Jiang Ting, as if he had finally seen his target after a long journey, he suddenly stepped forward half a step and opened his mouth to say what-
"My dear, let me introduce to you," Yan Yan grabbed Jiang Ting with such force that he seemed to grab a life-saving straw: "You still remember I told you the other day that I wanted to invite you, but I was too embarrassed to speak because he didn't have time. Is that the honored guest you invited? Is it the one I didn't send out after I even wrote the invitation and finally thought about not bothering me again and again?"
Jiang Ting: "..."
There is no such thing. Yan Yan's original words were as follows: "What? Why don't you invite more friends? Are those chompers who eat and drink worthy of being friends?"
"It's this one, oh my, we had a good relationship before, but I didn't expect him to come by himself this time!" Yan Yan pointed at the chop suey with a sincere expression on his face: "It's a long story, his surname is Xue, it's me The... vomit!!"
The mournful Yan Yan stood and spoke, and the drink was pouring up, straight up his throat.
Jiang Ting saw him wave his hand in pain, motioning for him to wait for a few minutes, and then staggered to the other end of the corridor, bang! He slammed the bathroom door, and the next moment he vomited, and the sound of rushing water came as expected.
"..." The corners of his mouth twitched and changed to Jiang Ting.
The uninvited handsome man stood there, his eyes very innocent.
"Mr. Xue?" Jiang Ting confirmed.
Facts have proved that natural creatures will show different degrees of instinctive responses when facing potential rivals. Also adjusted the facial expression, so that it looks more calm and natural.
The corner of the man's mouth rose, as if he wanted to smile politely, but because the facial muscles that had been frozen for a long time were really not used to this expression, the smile looked like a sudden twitch on the cheek: "Hello, you are Team Jiang. "
The visitor shook hands with Jiang Ting, and then hurriedly took it back. In an instant, Jiang Ting keenly felt that his palms were very wet, and his voice was a little tense, and he said, "My name is Xue Chonghua, and I work at the Haijin Public Security Bureau."
Jiang Ting was slightly surprised, was he still a colleague
"I'm Yan Yan..." Xue Chonghua gestured towards the bathroom: "A distant relative."
Jiang Ting nodded his understanding, his eyes subtle.
In fact, Xue Chonghua didn't know why the Jiang Detachment in front of him showed such a complicated and clear expression. He hurriedly sat on the plane for 12 hours without closing his eyes. After getting off the plane, he took a taxi and rushed to the hotel. All the way, his mind went blank as if his soul was out of his body. He didn't even think to bring something or seal a red envelope. I took some foreign currency from the ATM machine in the hotel lobby, and hurriedly took the paper package, so as not to make a joke that came empty-handed.
It wasn't until he stepped into the hotel's door that he felt a touch of his feet on the ground in a trance - but even so, his mind didn't have time to return to the normal channel.
"I've admired you for a long time," Xue Chonghua paused, and then repeated with emphasis: "I've admired you for a long time."
This sounded very strange, Jiang Ting didn't know how to react, he just nodded, and then listened to him: "I heard about you, Team Jiang, from a friend of yours."
Jiang stopped his consciousness: "Friend?"
Xue Chonghua stared at him deeply, his eyes were blue with tired eyes, which were particularly conspicuous on his fair skin. He slowly and hoarsely spit out two words between his teeth and said:
"Painter."
- Painter.
Scattered memories came crashing down in the middle of the day and summer, and cicadas chirped along the tree-lined road outside the auditorium. The basketball drew an arc under the sky, passed through the hoop, and slammed to the ground; whistles and cheers mingled together, and someone laughed: "Beautiful assists! Jiang Ting will make another three-pointer, and the death penalty academy!"
"Let's just say that the two of you should be partnering! Let's make a team and go out!"
Jiang Ting turned around and returned to the defense, the wind whistled in his ears, and a familiar laughter wafted vaguely not far away: "Fuck off, no team, my name doesn't match Jiang's..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Ting yelled back as he ran.
However, it was already too late. As expected, the man laughed in the roar: "If I partner with him, wouldn't our group name be called—"
"Who?" Jiang Ting looked back at Xue Chonghua, with a hint of doubt in his calmness: "Painter?"
The lounge was extremely quiet, the two looked at each other, Xue Chonghua opened his lips, and it seemed that every word was a little difficult: "...How did the painter die?"
Jiang Ting laughed and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. You may have mistaken someone."
Xue Chonghua stared at him, Jiang Ting gestured politely: "I'll go see Yan Yan, I'm sorry, excuse me..."
"etc!"
Jiang Ting paused, only to see Xue Chonghua pinching his shoulders from behind, the back of his hand bulging from the excessive force.
"Eleven years ago, in Haijin City, you were the only emergency contact person registered on the intelligence network for 'painter'. What is your relationship?"
"… "
"He was exposed to protect a person," Xue Chonghua asked with a trembling voice, "Who is that person?"
I do not know when the band stopped, the distance was silent, the long silence was suffocating.
Jiang Ting finally raised his hand, grabbed Xue Chonghua's pincer-like palm, and took it away from his shoulder little by little.
"Officer Xue, the past cannot be pursued. If I were you, I would choose to live well."
Xue Chonghua's stern face suddenly changed, but before he could say anything, Jiang Ting said coldly: "If you ask me again, it is a serious violation of discipline. The people from the Provincial Public Security Department are in front. You don't want to be arrested by Guoan after you return to China, right?"
After a long stalemate, Xue Chonghua's hand finally dropped, and Jiang Ting walked out of the lounge without turning his head.
·
After Yan Yan was exhausted, she put her head under the faucet and rushed for a while, and then she shook her short, hedgehog-like hair, splashing water, and her handsome face was full of water droplets. He closed his eyes and reached for the towel, only to hear the door behind him open, and then the lock was clicked.
"Jiang Ting?" Yan Yan asked smoothly.
The next second - bang!
A huge force grabbed his neck, turned and pushed forward, pressing him against his back against the marble wall. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ting's voice rang close to his ear, intimate and dangerous, like a cheetah eager to try: "Yan-Yun."
Yan Yan: "…"
"Are you supposed to explain something to me, eh?"
Inexplicably, Yan Yan was pounced on by the beauty... Full back, although he was very beautiful, he was still not used to using chrysanthemums to face others, so he struggled symbolically, and before he turned around, Jiang Ting pushed him even harder. Resisted: "Don't move!"
"Hey," Yan Yan leaned his handsome face against the wall, took a breath and smiled: "Baby, although I've always wanted to have a field play, but..."
Jiang Ting bent his knees and pressed Yan Yan's chrysanthemum: "Who is your baby?"
"Team Jiang, Team Jiang, Professor Jiang." Yan Yan immediately succumbed: "What do you want me to explain? I am willing to obey the people's democratic dictatorship. Can you tell me the password of which bank card you want?"
"Bank card password?"
"Stocks, wealth management safes, luxury cars, watches, real estate licenses, whatever you want, just say what you want. We are both a family, and it's not good to always think about your husband's chrysanthemum. There are still people outside... ouch!"
Jiang Ting pressed against Yan Yan's ear, and every word sent a hint of warm air: "Who is that person outside?"
Yan Yan was stunned.
"Relative?" Jiang Ting jokingly lengthened his tone: "Which kind of relative, eh?"
Yan Yan finally understood something, the expression in his eyes changed, and there was a strange look that forced a smile.
Jiang Ting: "You still have three seconds to confess and be lenient, otherwise next year's day will be your anniversary of becoming a divorced man..."
call!
Yan Xuan suddenly broke free from the shackles, picked up Jiang Ting and hugged him indiscriminately on the platform, forcing him to sit with his knees apart, then squeezed between his thighs and pinched his jawbone.
The attacking position suddenly reversed, and Jiang Ting was forced to raise his head: "What are you doing?"
Yan Yan stared at him condescendingly: "Want to know?"
If you look closely, you will find that Jiang Ting's eyelids suddenly jump up ominously.
"His name is Xue Chonghua," Yan Yan smiled slightly: "His great-grandfather is my great-grandfather's younger brother, his mother is my grandfather's niece, he is my distant cousin who has just arrived in the fifth server, and he is also a lingering thing in my youth. A nightmare to go to - the legendary 'children of others' who are obedient, sensible, sensible and good at school."
The locked bathroom fell silent.
The two looked at each other.
"..." Jiang Ting said calmly, "I don't have any other ideas, you misunderstood. It's mainly the two of you who are pulling and pulling..."
"That's because he used to have a serious cleanliness addiction." Yan Yan said leisurely, "A few years ago, I was injured during an inter-provincial operation and was rushed to the hospital. It happened that he was also performing tasks in that city, and the provincial department asked him to rush there immediately. Look at my situation. However, when he appeared by the ambulance, the nurse just asked him to help him lift the stretcher. At that moment, he vomited and vomited all over me who was about to be pushed for rescue."
Jiang Ting made a silent "ah" mouth.
"What's more, he vomited the second round immediately after the first round of vomiting. Please imagine the feeling of being shocked, desperate, and lying on a stretcher with nowhere to hide." Yan Yan said politely : "I haven't seen him since that time. We haven't even made a phone call for so many years, and the circle of friends has blocked each other."
"So," Yan Yan stared at Jiang Ting with interest as he concluded his statement, "I'm curious, why did he fly for more than ten hours to see you?"
Yan Yan lowered his head, and the two were almost nose-to-nose. After a while, Yan Yan rubbed the bridge of Jiang Ting's nose intimately, bowed his head and gave him a long and tight kiss.
"Xing Shi and asking for guilt..." Yan Yan ignored Jiang Ting's denial and dodge, and whispered with a smile between his lips and teeth: "Look at your jealousy..."
Jiang Ting pretended to be okay, his cheeks were slightly red, and he pressed one hand in front of Yan Yan's chest, pushing him back with a gesture. The bathroom door of the entanglement room was knocked twice.
"Someone!" Yan Yan shouted.
"Hello!" the hotel waiter shouted from outside the door, murmured in English.
Yan Yan was confused, and was about to answer, "Someone! Come back later!" He saw Jiang Ting whimper softly, showing a puzzled look.
"how?"
"He said that a person who was not on the guest list just came to the front desk and left a gift, saying that it was something urgently needed at the wedding. He must notify you immediately and then left."
Yan Yan was inexplicable: "What?"
The two looked at each other, and both saw the doubts in each other's eyes. It wouldn't be Xue Chonghua, that stupid X only wrapped a bag of cash in white paper, but who else would it be besides him
After a while, Yan Yan made a decision: "Go and have a look."