"In the end, you were sent to the hospital by him?"
On the hospital bed, Su Fengzi yawned and asked, Lin Chen felt that Su Fengzi almost rolled his eyes to express his disdain.
"yes."
Looking at his friend who had to stay in the hospital for the night even though he had only injured his hand, he looked away and tried his best to keep out of sight.
Just now, after Xing Conglian finished his ideological education for Jiang Chao, he ordered Jiang Chao's police officers to take him to the hospital on the way, with the purpose of having him re-examine his hands. It seems that Xing Conglian suddenly didn't believe it. Got that excuse about an orthopedic professor.
Xing Conglian himself, of course, along with the dynasty, stayed at the scene to deal with follow-up matters.
"That is to say, just because the live broadcast screen is bright again, you have been nervous for so long, and you have only come to visit me now?" Su Fengzi asked in a dissatisfied tone and repeated.
"It's not a big deal for you, so don't be so sad, right?" Lin Chen looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and the visit was over at nine o'clock, ignoring the time he spent hanging out with Xing Conglian. It's not too late either.
"How can you say that it's not a big deal, no one will peel the apple for me if you don't come." Su Fengzi crossed her legs, pressed the remote control in her hand, changed the station, put down the remote control, and took the apple from the bedside table. Hand it to him, "You weren't like this before."
I don't know if it was because he was injured or it was because he was late. Su Fengzi was full of resentment today. As he spoke, he raised his right hand wrapped in gauze sadly, showing his "work injury".
Lin Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, glanced at the plaster on his hand, then put the apple back into the fruit basket, and said, "Of course, you clearly know that I've already given up my love."
Thinking that he didn't expect such a straightforward answer, Su Fengzi was silent for a while, and then said, "Mr. Lin, honestly, don't you think what you said just now is a little shameless?"
"yes."
"And it's too heartless for me."
"Yup."
"The cabbage that I worked so hard to raise has been humiliated by pigs."
"Um."
"The water splashed by a married child."
"That's right."
Lin Chen replied casually while watching the entertainment news being broadcast on TV.
It seems to be news about a singer's inappropriate words, which aroused some fans' disgust. He has not seen this kind of entertainment gossip for a long time, and occasionally it seems that he still finds it very interesting. After the anchor finished talking about the key points of the fans' debate on both sides, Lin Chen realized that the man on the bed didn't say anything.
He turned his head and found that Su Fengzi was looking at him seriously.
"You'd never be in this state when you finished the case before."
Su Fengzi said calmly.
"What was my state before, and what is my state now?" Lin Chen asked.
"You used to shut yourself up silently for many days, and then lied to me every day to deliver meals to you. Now you are empathetic, so when will those meals be paid back?"
"In the past, there were too many things that I couldn't figure out, what about now?" Lin Chen silently turned to the topic of meal money, turning abruptly.
But how could someone like Su Fengzi do what he wished: "So, have you figured out Huang Weiwei's death?"
Su Fengzi asked.
His eyes were rarely serious, as if someone popped your balloon when you were happy at the playground, or you were walking in the community and you were topped with cold water from scratch. Lin Chen lowered his eyes, the floor tiles were snow-white, and for about three seconds, he felt that the cold water made his bone marrow feel so cold that it hurt.
He clenched his fist with difficulty and took a deep breath. Unlike when he faced Huang Ze, he suddenly heard someone mention that name again. Those fragmentary pictures emerged one by one, and those unforgettable moments were played again. Once again, there is a desire to turn the time and change the past.
This is of course a delusion, a very, very unhealthy delusion.
Lin Chen found that he had to mobilize all the knowledge of psychological regulation before he could suppress those emotions again.
"Fengzi, I found out that you have a very serious problem." Lin Chen covered his eyes and tried to wrap those pictures up again.
"Do you want to praise me for being so understanding?"
"No, I mean, you really like which one you can lift without opening it."
"Hasn't your well-respected teacher taught you to forcibly suppress unpleasant memories and not try to solve them, then it will always be there, and over time, it will cause you serious mental illness, and you will never be able to return to it. Even the most powerful psychiatrist can't cure you."
Su Fengzi said very seriously.
"But how can I solve it?" Lin Chen asked back.
In this world or in life, there are always some insurmountable hurdles or problems that can never be solved, because it is too difficult, so what can we do other than bypassing it
"Have you ever communicated with your police officer about the kidnapping and murder case?"
"No."
"why?"
"Because he never asked me."
Su Fengzi sat up in disbelief and asked again, "Why!"
"Why are you so gossipy?" Lin Chen asked with a frown.
"I heard that you and Huang Ze have met, and Huang Ze's perverted appearance of yelling at you, begging and begging, but unable to suffer inwardly, doesn't Xing Conglian feel strange, if he never asked There are only two possibilities to pass your case back then, either he is really tolerant, or he doesn't care about you at all..." Su Fengzi dragged her tone, her eyes wandered, but finally there was a hint in her eyes. With a smile, "I think it's really hard for you to be in unrequited love."
Lin Chen was helpless.
Su Fengzi is Su Fengzi after all, she is too sensitive and too sharp. Those questions and words just now, probably he wanted to ask since they reunited. If the rare case is solved, you can ask them carefully. He was held back for a few hours before he could gossip. No wonder The resentment is so deep.
"Actually, there is a third possibility." Lin Chen shook his head and said.
"What is possible?"
"Because secrets need to be exchanged with each other." Lin Chen walked to the end of the bed, slowly lowered Su Fengzi's bed, then turned off the TV, pushed the patient who was struggling to sit up on the bed, and finally gave him Covered with a thin quilt, "You don't have to think too much. The reason why he didn't ask me is very simple, because he has too many stories he can't tell."
Lin Chen sat down beside the hospital bed again, and turned the light on the bedside a little darker.
Thinking of that room card, those inexplicable cameras, and a dynasty with a bizarre background but extraordinary talents, how could Xing Conglian be an ordinary criminal policeman
But now he is really just an ordinary criminal policeman, there must be many stories here, many stories he has never told.
Of course, Lin Chen also wanted to know those stories, but telling stories and listening to stories requires the right time, maybe a pot of wine, a cup of tea, or a late night out. You go left and I go right, but I still meet in the end. moment. But it is a pity that they still haven't come to the time when they both feel that it is very suitable for each other, and it is even very likely that they will never reach that time in their lifetime.
If you can't treat each other frankly, then maintaining a proper distance to other people's privacy is the minimum respect. At least, he thinks Xing Conglian did this to him.
"It's really not very interesting for you to be like this." After a long time, Su Fengzi said so.
"I think it's kind of interesting."
"Where's the fun?"
What's interesting is that if he hadn't reached that moment, he could always have fantasies about Xing Conglian, that's all.
"Tsk, are you really empathetic, or do you want to pay back the meal money that rubbed off on me in college?" Su Fengzi turned around and turned her back to him.
"Why are you so philistine?" Lin Chen smiled.
"I'm really sad, what's so good about Xing Conglian?"
"Su Fengzi, you know that you are asking this question now, especially like those little girls in your novel."
"Then let me change the question. What's wrong with Xing Conglian?"
Lin Chen thought for a while, but still said, "It is said that his hidden desire for control is very strong."
"Oh, a man with a strong desire to control must also be very powerful."
Lin Chen took a bite of the apple and found that such words came out of Su Fengzi's mouth. He was not surprised at all: "Well, it's possible, but I haven't tried it yet."
…
When he walked out of the hospital, Lin Chen didn't quite remember what he and Su Fengzi last talked about in the dimly lit ward.
It's about boring dialogue that could be written into a third-rate romance novel.
When the wind at night blew, he suddenly realized that Su Fengzi was probably taking him as a material, so he asked so many extremely strange questions.
Xing Conglian's jeep was parked on the opposite road. Across the long and empty road, he saw him standing beside the car, but he didn't smoke.
The night wind brushed the ends of his hair and his clothes, his face was blurred, but his figure was clear.
Lin Chen walked towards him, and suddenly wanted to know, what would happen if his story was written into Su Fengzi's book
"How is Su Fengzi?" After getting in the car, Xing Conglian's first question was actually to ask Su Fengzi.
Lin Chen fastened his seat belt and saw that Wang Chao was sleeping crookedly in the back row with his computer in his hands. He wanted to come to Xing Conglian, probably because he was afraid that the atmosphere in the car would be too deserted, so he specially found a topic to chat with.
"I'm very happy. The nurse bought him an apple, and he was arguing that no one peeled him."
"Your friend, it's really interesting." Xing Conglian lowered the car window, and Ye Feng made people a little awake, "How are your hands?"
"I went to re-shoot the film, and the doctor who showed me the film looked at me with a look of nothing to do for a long time." Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, it was almost midnight, there was no one on the street, and the whole city was calm As if in a dream, he turned his head to look at Xing Conglian and said, "Fortunately, I didn't take the case written by Professor Zhang, otherwise the attending physician would probably scold him."
Xing Conglian laughed dumbly: "Consultant Lin, the organization also considers your health, and the bureau reimburses you."
Lin Chen chuckled and shook his head, and asked, "How is Jiang Chao?"
"Probably everything is fine except for three days and three nights of writing."
"Then what's next?"
"Of course, it will be handed over to the Yongchuan police for detection. We have to go home tomorrow."
When he said that he was going home, he happened to stop the car outside the hotel. They were facing a wide lake, and the cool lake wind ran through the entire carriage.
Xing Conglian looked back at the young man who was still smacking his mouth in the back seat, and asked him with a smile, "What do you think of us leaving him here?"
Of course his words meant very pure, but when Lin Chen heard it, he couldn't help but stop his heart.
I really need to talk less with Su Fengzi...
Lin Chen thought so, but saw Xing Conglian suddenly opened the door and got out of the car, then went around to the car door on his side, knocked on the window, and asked with a smile, "Consultant Lin, are you free to have a drink together?"
Before he could react, he saw Xing Conglian took out two cans of Yongchuan Chunsheng from his left and right pockets, and then opened the door for him.
"I originally thought that this case is over, and everyone can go drink together." Xing Conglian leaned in front of the car, opened the pull tab, and handed over the beer, "But it seems that only the two of us can drink."
The lake was breezy, Lin Chen held the beer can and touched him lightly, but didn't speak.
The lake in the distance was dark and quiet, with only scattered lights dotted on the shore of the lake.
The night is deep.
Not many words.
"The scenery here is very good and the drinking is good."
"Yeah, I think so too."
"Can you still have breakfast near your school tomorrow, bring the dynasty with you?"
"Okay, I'll take you to another one tomorrow. It's also very good."
In short, it was a small talk that didn't have much meaning. I didn't know what was said, and I didn't know how much, but it was probably where it was said.
"Sanfen, is it really an organization that doesn't exist?"
Suddenly, he heard Xing Conglian ask.
Lin Chen leaned on the bumper, he shook the jar, the wine was finished, he looked beside him, Xing Conglian's eyes were calm and meaningful.
There is a sweet smell of alcohol remaining in his breath, and he is a very smart person.
Lin Chen raised his head and looked at Xing Conglian.
Starlight is good and he wants to kiss him.
Volume Four Four Tones