The first time Su Mian saw Han Chen was on a sunny afternoon.
At that time, she was still a third-year student at Public Security University and the most proud disciple of Professor Xu Muhua. Professor Xu often assists the Municipal Public Security Bureau in solving cases,
So she often runs between the school and the police station.
That day is Friday. Xu is that most people are running cases outside, and there is no one on the entire floor of the criminal police team's office area. Su Mian today
The task is to get a file for the professor, but she is a lunatic by nature.
Look for it, turn left and right and go straight." You can see the archives.
In order to show the inviolability of criminal psychology, she also wore high heels today. Going down this circle, my toes will be broken.
Depressed, he found a chair in the corridor and sat down. When he looked up, he caught a glimpse of a young man sitting in the big room opposite.
It was autumn, the air in Beijing was refreshingly cool, and time seemed to pass very slowly. She looked up at the house number: Criminal Police Unit 3.
The room was very quiet, and he seemed to be sitting alone, looking down at the documents. But he was really different from any detective she had ever seen. Although he also wears black
Jacket, but that jacket is clearly a slim and fashionable style, it seems that he is extraordinarily tall and straight, but he still has Erlang's legs crossed; he is also smoking, but he does not smoke.
It is a slender, beautiful looking foreign cigarette.
He was also very alert, and almost immediately raised his head and looked at her outside the door. She saw the outline of his eyebrows and was stunned.
He stared at her for a moment, looked away indifferently, and continued to read the document.
Su Mian's heart was beating unsteadily inexplicably. I thought to myself how this person looks like a criminal policeman, he looks like a rich boy
. The criminal police are not all stupid, fierce and earthy... Ahem, wrong, wrong, can't say "earth", it's "plain".
"Hey!" she said, "Excuse me, how do I get to the second file area?"
He looked up at her again.
In those eyes, there was no other detective at all. When he saw the beautiful woman, his eyes lit up and he was a little embarrassed. Mingming just glanced at her, but dragged her along.
Like 258,000, it seems a little impatient.
"Go straight, turn left, then turn right. Go down the stairs and walk three hundred meters forward." He said lightly.
Su Mian's face stiffened. Although he didn't seem to say a single extra word, she fainted when she heard it, and she had a deep premonition that she would definitely not be able to find it again.
. But this kind of thing must never be exposed in front of such a super handsome guy, it's too shameful.
"Oh." She also answered lightly, "Thank you."
I just got up and took two steps when I suddenly heard his clear and clear voice coming from the door: "There are a lot of slaps in total, you can deviate to the exact opposite.
The diagonal direction is also talent. "
Su Mian froze for a while. Only then did I realize that he was running on himself!
Damn it, this guy! Bai Chang has such a handsome face, but his mouth is really bad! Did she provoke him
Although Su Mian scolded her stomach, she replied calmly, "You've won the prize. I've always been a talent." Then she turned her head and stepped on her two-inch height with difficulty.
With her heels, Pingping walked away gracefully.
This was the first meeting between Su Mian and Han Chen. There are no waves, and there is no unforgettable thrill. Only such a vast and vast Beijing city
, In some inconspicuous corner, he and she met. After a few words, the impression of each other was not perfect.
Later, Su Mian's evaluation of this meeting was "short-lived, ruthless, and poisonous"! They were all criticizing Han Chen. But it was only later that she realized that
At that time, Han Chen was more than just a "poisonous tongue". He is very talented, and he is the son of the old man who grew up in the courtyard of the old Beijing city. If you don't open your mouth, it's enough, once you open your mouth,
Poor and damaged, it can almost make the director half-dead. To her, it was actually a rare tenderness.
After this meeting, although Su Mian paid attention to "the handsome and charming young detective from the third detective team", she did not take it too seriously.
until their second meeting.
It was in the office building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, which was like a maze to Su Mian. And this time, Su Mian also passed by the office of the third detective team.
. But for Lu Chi, who has only been to a place once, and will come again next time, it is absolutely unimpressive. What's more, the office door is still closed.
She also didn't see Han Chen, the iconic presence.
I searched and searched for two laps, but I couldn't find the forensic department that said "It's very easy to find, just walk 100 meters from the corner of the stairs and the fifth room". And this day
It was the weekend, and there was no one in the whole building.
Su Mian sadly sat down on a chair not far from the door of the third detective team. Fortunately, this time, she changed to flat shoes.
At this moment, the back door of the third team of the criminal police opened with a creak, and a man in a police uniform came out and passed in front of her without looking sideways.
As soon as Su Mian saw him, her eyes lit up. This is... This is the handsome guy with the poisonous mouth last time!
"Wait!" She stood up immediately, opened her hands to block his path, and asked decisively, "How does the forensic department go!"
Han Chen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and under the brim of his hat was a fair and angular face, which made Su Mian a little stunned. He glanced at her sideways, and said lightly, "Talent, lost your way again?"
Su Mian's face burned. He actually remembered her, but wouldn't he die if he stabbed her so little? How can a police officer do this! Too unfriendly to people!
"That's right, it's me. Be more careful this time," she stressed.
Han Chen glanced at her and said indifferently, "I'll take a look at the pass."
"Oh." Su Mian picked up the temporary pass card hanging on her chest and handed it to him. Han Chen took it, his eyes swept over quickly.
Name: Su Mian.
Unit: Public Security University.
Reason: business.
Han Chen put down the cards and put his hands back in his trouser pockets.
"Come on," he said. "I'll take you there."
Su Mian opened her eyes wide, "Oh, so good? This man is so cold-hearted!
"Okay. Thank you!" She stood up immediately, and Pidianpidian followed behind him. On the other hand, Han Chen's expression was still rather dull, and he led her around a few times.
Finally arrived at the door of the forensic department. Su Mian looked inside and saw an acquaintance who was in contact with her. She immediately became happy and greeted them. Then, when he turned his head, he saw that the corridor was empty, and Han Chen had already left.
"You know Han Chen?" An acquaintance of the forensic department asked curiously.
Su Mian: "Who?"
The acquaintance was also a woman in her thirties, and she said very gossip: "You don't know him? It's the guy who brought you here just now! He is a criminal.
The most outstanding young man in the police force is still a **! It's the first time I've seen him with a girl..."
This time, although Han Chen almost didn't look directly at Su Mian, her impression of him had changed significantly. After all, he is still happy
It's helpful.
However, what Su Mian didn't know was that Han Chen pushed out the door and came to lead her way, not because he was helpful. In fact, he was doing
Looking at the file in the office, as soon as I looked up, I saw her walking past the window.
After a while, when he looked up, he saw her walking by again.
Being able to get lost in circles like this is simply outrageous for a man like Han Chen who has an amazing natural sense of direction. He was strange,
She has a pretty and smart face, and her eyes are full of energy. Why is she so stupid
But Mr. Han has always held it in front of women since he was a child, because it will reduce a lot of trouble, and because there are too many girls chasing him.
The bottom is that the stars hold the moon in their hearts and are arrogant and accustomed to being given to them by women. So even if he had the heart to help her out at this moment, he couldn't help her directly. so
He got up and went out, pretending not to see her, and passed her without looking sideways. Fortunately, although she has no sense of direction, her eyesight is still good, so she stopped immediately.
I saw him, and seemed to recognize him... huh.
…
She has zero sense of direction, but he is transparent from north to south, west to east. Meeting, is it fate, or is it destined? And love her, since that moment
The beginning of a soft heart, or the lovely beginning of her frowning brows and a helpless look on her face, is unknown.
Only many years later, when Han Chen woke up from a long coma, when he once again stepped into the city bureau's criss-crossing splendid office building. At that time he was
The person following him was Xin Jia. At that time, everyone told him that he was a criminal policeman alone.
But he was standing beside the corridor where she had been lost in circles and circles, standing at the door of the third detective team, and suddenly felt a tingling in his chest.
An uncontrollable premonition struck me like this. He said to himself that there should be another person who was once here. this place, this
The cloister, what happened.
However, he just can't remember. Can't remember where they met for the first time; can't remember when he led her around the office building,
In fact, the forensic department is very close; I can't think of his excuse to look at the pass and remember her name. He never chased a girl, he just thought she
Interesting, I want to know her name when I think about it.
He couldn't remember the two of them being together afterwards. He often looked up and saw her waiting for him outside the window. He is a criminal policeman, far busier than her. and she
Always run over from school to look for him under the pretext of official business.
It was his girl, the deepest stigma carved in his youngest wanton years. Although the memory is erased, the trace is like a knife sharpening an axe,
It was clear and painful.