A year later, Jiangcheng.
Su Mian stood in the office, looking at the misty rain outside the window. It's autumn, and it rains more frequently. Like layers of gray gauze, it enveloped Jiangcheng.
Her arm was a little sore again. He reached out and rubbed the corner of his mouth. It hurts.
These pains always evoke certain memories. Like a maggot in the tarsus, it cannot be thrown away, so it is buried.
After standing for a while, an old but energetic voice came from behind: "Xiao Bai! Come and organize the new files!"
"Okay!" She answered crisply, turning around and walking over.
A few months ago, she had regained her identity, and some of the cases in those years also proved to be the work of the real "Bai Jin Xi". She also got a new ID card. However, some old people beside her, such as Old Man Zhou of Jiangcheng Archives, still used to call her "Xiao Bai", and she didn't bother to correct it.
The two of them carried several stacks of files to the table and began to classify and file them one by one. After being busy for a while, the old man Zhou couldn't help but sigh: "There have been more cases of disappearance recently. Look at these young female college students."
Su Mian also sighed a few times. The two of them, one old and one young, sighed for a long time, and spoke the Jiangcheng dialect, cursing those criminals, but they were happy.
At the end, Old Man Zhou suddenly remembered something: "Do you remember that young man who came to the museum with you in the middle of the night a long time ago?"
Come to the archives with her in the middle of the night
Su Mian understood, this was referring to Han Chen.
She came to this archive to do odd jobs for only a month. During this month, Han Chenlan City and Jiang City ran both ways, and he never showed up in front of Old Man Zhou. It's normal for the old man Zhou to stay in the archives, the news is blocked, and he doesn't know her former relationship. And even though she was often in front of Old Man Zhou, how handsome, capable, considerate, and dedicated her boyfriend was... but she didn't tell him too much about the past.
"Remember." She replied slowly, "It's called Han Chen. What's the matter?"
The old man Zhou sighed: "That girl you slept like a pig that night, you don't know, he was also looking for someone at that time." He recounted what happened that night, and then sighed: "That young man was with me at that time. Smoking a cigarette, what are you talking about... Oh, 'No name, no face, no life or death. Still his fiancée.' Alas, it's really unbearable, and I don't know if he has found it now."
In Su Mian's mind, the appearance of Han Chen appeared when he first met him. That stern look that he couldn't see anything in his eyes and didn't care about anything. Imagine the expression on his face when he was smoking a cigarette and saying this. And she was lying beside him.
She was silent for a while, grabbed the ball of paper in a very disrespectful way and smashed it on the old man Zhou: "Old Zhou, you don't have the slightest reasoning ability? His fiancee has been successfully found!"
"what?"
Su Mian kept smiling, looked down at her watch, it was almost time to make an appointment with Han Chen. So he picked up his bag smartly, and tidied up his long skirt: "Bye bye Lao Zhou, come up with it quickly, and reward you with a pack of cigarettes!"
The old man Zhou was very surprised, but he understood a little. She ran away like a smoke.
—
Outside, the rain was pattering.
Holding an umbrella, Su Mian walked out of the archives and saw Han Chen's car parked on the side of the road. He wasn't afraid of getting wet in the car, so when he saw her coming out, he lowered the car window.
Black trench coat, turtleneck sweater. He put his hands on the steering wheel and looked at her through the door.
I don't know if it was Su Mian's delusion. Why did the two of them get along for a long time, and she felt that his casual look was meant to be teasing? It's as if she doesn't get tired of watching it.
Well, she must be too stinky.
Just as he was about to get into the car, he saw a few scratches on the car body. Su Mian was very surprised, "What's wrong with the car?"
Han Chen pushed open the co-pilot's door and let her come up first, and replied lazily, "It was scratched on the way I came here just now."
"Ah? Wait!" Su Mian instantly transformed into the role of a wife, and held the bridge of his nose. "Aren't you racing with people again?"
Can't blame Su Mian for being too nervous.
Since all the dust settled, the two have been suspended without pay and left the police work. She concentrated on her work and accompanies Han Chen to heal his wounds.
But she is still the same. A certain person was raised and raised, although he was generally mature and stable, some young masters with deja vu temperaments were also supported.
For example, on weekdays, there is less hard work and less hard work, and the younger brother has more sloppy and picky habits. To eat a fish, she asked her to pick the thorns with her own hands, and he just watched it casually; for a cup of coffee, she asked her to order imported coffee beans from the Internet. Hit her: "How did you deceive me in the first place? You can't even make coffee." Su Mian pushed him away, "Get out!"
As for drag racing, probably every man who loves racing, no matter what age he lives, will never forget this hobby. What's more, he was only twenty-eight or nine years old. So after the two settled down, he drove out several times at night without telling Su Mian what to do. Just use the tail finger to go back around the car keys, looking in a good mood. Genius baby's black belly
Later, cough cough, the family received several speeding tickets. As a former police officer, Su Mian decided to forgive him for his occasional indulgence.
And he didn't talk much though. But keeping it up, the yuppie and hooligan spirit of Beijing's indigenous youth is recovering better and better.
For example, at this moment, when he heard Su Mian's accusation, he just replied indifferently, "Am I being ignorant? It's raining so fast that it blocks traffic? It's a grandson who is not skilled enough to rub against my car."
Su Mian stroked her forehead speechlessly.
Look, this Beijing-flavored man is full of arrogance, and he even curses his grandson.
The two of them were so unhurried and drove home in the rain.
"It's cooling down today. I bought mutton at noon and ate hot pot at night to warm up my body," Su Mian said.
"Um."
"You have to wash the vegetables."
He casually turned his head to look at her: "Success. Don't let me work in vain."
Su Mian understood, pursed her lips and cursed, "Rogue!"
A faint smile appeared on Han Chen's lips.
The two of them now live in the same one-bedroom apartment that Su Mian rented. Although it's a bit old, but the two of them are nestled together, it just feels just right.
When the car drove downstairs, Su Mian unexpectedly caught a glimpse of three familiar figures standing under the porch, sheltering from the rain. Seeing their car, two of them immediately waved vigorously.
Su Mian smiled in surprise, and Han Chen also smiled.
After the car was parked, Su Mian walked down immediately, Han Chen opened his umbrella, held her shoulders, and walked towards them.
"Yo! Rare guest!" Su Mian acted with a face full of surprise, "What kind of wind blows the three male gods here!" After she said that, she kept laughing.
Not to mention, the three male gods are really not too much. Although Zhou Xiaozhuan's appearance lowered the average of the three. But people rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, and now he has learned to be good, not wearing padded jackets, and starting to wear stand-up collar jackets! At this moment, the three of them are standing there in a row, and the overall aura is really strong.
However, as soon as Zhou Xiaozhuan opened his mouth, his aura was pierced with a slap. Because he has to play with Su Mian! With a deep sigh, Wen Zou Zou said: "Lan City farewell, I miss it very much. So we will come in person today!"
Before he could finish speaking, Nagaka reached out his hand and tapped his head: "Xiao Zhuan said the point!" He turned to look at Su Mian and the others, "Damn it, why did you come back! Coldly said not to trouble you to pick up, so we are all here. I've been waiting here for a long time! I'm starving, I want to eat!"
Su Mian laughed too. The cold face who never made a sound also smiled slightly, looked at Han Chen, nodded, and the two of them had greeted each other.
Su Mian led them upstairs. As they walked, she couldn't help but glance back at Leng Mian: "Leng Nian, why do I think your face has gotten a little fatter recently?" Of course, he was still handsome as usual, but Originally, the edges and corners were slightly thin, but now they are softer and fuller.
Before Leng Nian could answer, Xiao Zhuan, who was beside him, rushed to answer, "He cooks soup for his girlfriend all day, and he has gained weight by drinking it!"
Nagging immediately complained: "You don't know, we haven't had soup recently."
The cold face interrupted them: "nonsense."
These two words are too harsh and cruel and cruel. Nag and Xiao Zhuan sighed and sighed all the way. Su Mian giggled and laughed, with a cold face like a mountain. On the other hand, Han Chen smiled lightly. On the issue of women, there is no way for the two winners in life to lower the level of nagging and Xiao Zhuan to conduct in-depth exchanges.
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The hot pot was put up, the room was warmed up all of a sudden, and a thin layer of mist was slowly covering the windows. The scenery outside the window became blurred. On a cold day, it seems that only the warmth of the house is left.
Five people were sitting around the small square table, it was really crowded, but they didn't care. As soon as Naggar saw Su Mian bring out the mutton slices, he started shouting, "Tsk tsk... This really hurts our boss. Knowing that the boss is from the north and likes to eat mutton, Xiaozao is so good!"
Su Mian replied indifferently, "Of course! Someone like you who doesn't have a wife will not understand."
Nagging: What the hell!
He suddenly discovered a sad fact, with this group of people, why is it always him who is lying in the gun!
A group of people ate, drank, chatted and laughed, and slowly they were full of food and drink. Naggar winked at Leng Mian, and Xiao Zhuan also put down his chopsticks.
The three of them came here, not just for fun. There are things right.
Leng Mian raised his hand and took the last sip of wine with Han Chen, put down the glass, and said, "The bones have been found."
For a moment, the whole house seemed to be quiet. Doting and getting married: a black-bellied baby wife
Su Mian paused with chopsticks, looked up at him, and put them down. Han Chen put his hand on the back of the chair, feeling slightly drunk, and his eyes were clear: "Tell me."
The collapse area of the peninsula project is very wide and deep, and it also involves geological problems. Excavations have continued since the case.
He said coldly and concisely: "A few skeletons were dug up a few days ago, and the DNA identification results are consistent with Xu Sibai. However, the rest of the body has not been found. In addition, Xiao Yao's whereabouts are still unknown, and he has been wanted by the whole country."
Everyone fell silent. Su Mian was silent, his eyes dark and quiet.
"Got it." Han Chen said.
At this moment, Nag spoke again, "Speaking of which, boss, Su Mian, when will you two return to the team? Boss Qin and the director are talking about you every day!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xiaozhuan looked at him eagerly. Looking at them, those eyes were as bright as a deer. Although Leng Mian didn't say anything, his eyes were still expectant.
Han Chen smiled, raised the wine glass and took a sip. Su Mian raised her eyes and looked at him.
"To see him."
"Look at her."
Two voices said at the same time.
After speaking, the two of them were slightly startled, but the three of them were already coaxing: "Oh! It's really a woman singing and a husband!" "It's too numb!" "Then come back."
…
When the three of them left, twilight had come.
Han Chen drove to see them off, and made an appointment to take them to eat and drink in Jiangchenghai tomorrow. Su Mian packed up the dishes, took out the induction cooker and put it in the cupboard, but was slightly startled.
When he returned to the center of the room, he was a little dazed. In the end, he opened the door and walked to the balcony.
The dusky twilight has come, covering all her vision. In the hazy color, the nearby low-rise dwellings are lit with lights everywhere, the smoke from the cooking of every household rises, and the fragrance fills the air. In the winding alleys, some people walked in a hurry, and some people shouted hello. Everywhere is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
She watched this quietly for a long time, then raised her eyes and looked into the distance.
The most beautiful buildings in Jiangcheng are all built beside the Yangtze River. The neon above their heads are already lit. However, the light in the sky was not yet dark, and the lights were still dimmed after all, illuminating the river water intertwined.
And the Yangtze River, the wide and straight gray Yangtze River, flows slowly forward in the silence of the two banks. There was nothing on the river except a slow-moving boat.
Su Mian's eyes slowly filled with tears.
Han Chen had already returned and gently pushed open the balcony door. He didn't say anything, just hugged her from behind. Su Mian held his hand, and the two embraced quietly until night fell. And her body, because of him, finally became warm.
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The same rain, not only fell on Jiangcheng, but also stretched for thousands of miles and fell on small towns in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.
The town is not well-known, and most of the time, it is only inhabited by locals. The town has dark cyan pavements and trees that are so luxuriant that they almost cover the road. When it rains, there are very few people on the street. At night, the weather is cold and no one can be seen for a while.
At the corner of the street, a few days ago, a new flower shop opened. This is not common in small towns, but everyone takes it in stride. The shop has no name, but the flowers are always very fragrant and fresh. Walking across the distance, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers. The owner is a very young man, gentle and polite, and not too talkative. So the people in the town have a good impression of him.
The night is already deep. The rain curtain was sparse and fell on the doorway. The light was still on in the shop, and the man was standing, holding a pair of scissors, trimming the branches.
"Boss! I want to buy carnations." A girl who looked like a high school student opened the curtain and rushed in, "Just one."
For a girl of her age, her clothes and shoes are very old, and her schoolbag is not a fashionable and fashionable style. The family can be seen in general.
"Okay." The boss put down the scissors, picked the plump one, and handed it to her.
The high school student looked at the flower, blushing a little, and smiled: "Today is my mother's birthday, so I gave her a carnation, right! How much does the boss cost?"
The boss smiled kindly and replied, "If you give a flower to my mother, you won't need any money."
The high school student clasped his hands together happily: "Boss, you are so kind! Thank you! Then I don't have to save money for breakfast tomorrow! Next time my classmates want to buy flowers, I will definitely bring them over, don't worry!"
The boss smiled slightly: "Thank you then. Pay attention to safety when you go home."
"Yeah!" The high school student turned to leave, but was attracted by a large piece of fresh purple flowers by the door, "Boss, what kind of flower is this, it's so beautiful."
The boss pondered for a while, and replied, "Seven-leaf pansy."
In front of young men, girls are always naughty, smiling and asking, "Does the boss like this kind of flower? So many, is it expensive?"
The boss replied, "No, I don't particularly like it."
The girl said "oh" and said goodbye to him.
And he was silent for a moment, looking at the rain outside the door. So late today, no one should be here. He closed the door of the store, turned around inadvertently, but saw the large swathes of buckeye again.
Slightly startled.
Indeed, not particularly fond of it. It's just that some things can only be commemorated in this way.
Or, there is no need to commemorate it anymore.
There were tears in the eyes of the young man.
Buried deep in the ground and turned into a pile of unclaimed bones is their proper destination.
Deserved punishment.
…
the simplest existence in the universe,
Staggered rotation.
the most complex form of life,
Day and night.
He said that everyone is different, but how is it different
When you look up at the starry sky, when you look down at the vast land like a group of beasts dormant.
Have you ever seen me
I am so ordinary, maybe so mediocre, just like them, to finish my life.
But that is also me. Afraid of being let down, I long to be cherished.
Have you ever seen my eyes in a dream
Have you ever remembered my words, my vague outlines
Have you ever been like me, lost in the depths of a beautiful dream, unwilling to wake up again, reluctant to look back.
Did you know that at that time, I took out a sincere heart for you.
Before finding you, after losing you, happiness, it never came.
"End of the text - please see what the author has to say below, you must read it! Otherwise, you will miss out on new books, small theaters, and rich book giveaways! 》
This is a story that ends from the beginning. From beginning to end, this book is the pure and warm love of the hero and heroine, and it is also a psychopathic love.
Everyone:
Thank you all for being with me all the way, and thank you for being with me through these four months. At the beginning, this book can achieve the current results, thanks to the support of new and old readers. Looking back now, the gratitude is beyond words. I have encountered some difficulties and there are also many shortcomings. I have seen everyone's opinions, and many of them are kept in my heart. The next book strives to do more to your satisfaction. There are a few important things to say on the day of the end. It takes up hundreds of words. In a few days, I will present it with double-word free extras, so that everyone will not spend money on my nagging.
1. About Xinwen: My new urban romance will be opened on time at 12:00 noon on March 1 next year. The style returns to warm and cute, closer to "He's Here, Please Close Your Eyes" and "Exclusive Possession". There will be a twist in the writing style, and next time it will be a very cute bamboo and a very crisp story. After 12:00 noon on the day of the opening, the top 50 genuine readers who leave a message will be presented with a set of signed books of "You and My Time in the City". At the same time, there will be "Close Eyes", "Allure" and 5-6 unpublished side stories of this book. It takes a long time for me to read materials and ideas to write an article. Although it will hurt popularity after three months, it can only be so. So, I hope everyone can come back when the time comes! 3 months to the new year, and it's over in a swish! Good to remember, school day!
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5. There will be two changes in the new book: 1) The update frequency of the second half of this book is indeed a bit painful. Please believe that Lao Mo was not like this. Here I make a big wish: the new book will never be updated for no reason. Good pit products are my hallmark, and I will definitely pick up the morality again; 2). This book may be a bit sadistic, depending on the subject matter and theme, the new article will be more relaxed and fun. New readers, please believe that Lao Mo is not a stepmother, and the next book will definitely warm the heart and heal!
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Ding Mo
November 27, 2014