"Your parents paid for the house at the time, right? Did you have the full amount? No—" The woman was sitting in front of the computer answering the phone, typing on the keyboard with one hand to record, when the knock on the door rang, she took the phone and walked towards the entrance , Glancing through the cat's eyes, he immediately changed his hand to hold the phone, and at the same time turned sideways to open the door for the other party.
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry right now, I'll contact you later."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yuhang also came in, put on guest slippers, raised his head and smiled wryly: "I'm the one who is sorry to bother you so late."
Seeing that her whole body was drenched and her face was bruised and purple, Ji Jingxing took out a clean towel from the bathroom and handed it to her: "How did you do this? No wonder you dared to go home."
If Song's mother saw it, she would probably have to nag a bit, after all, there are lessons learned from her father and brother, and she was afraid that something would happen to Song Yuhang again.
"It's nothing... just had a fight with someone." Song Yuhang said, wiping his wet hair with a towel, and glanced into the bedroom through the half-open door.
"Xiao Wei is asleep?"
"I'm asleep, otherwise I know you're here and you're not going to make a fuss." Ji Jingxing said as he poured a cup of hot coffee from the kitchen to warm her body.
Song Yuhang sat on the sofa with a towel on his head and didn't know what he was thinking. From the moment she entered the door, she felt that something was wrong. This person is rarely lost in thought, let alone in such a lost state now.
Over the years, the number of times Song Yuhang came to her here can be counted on one's fingers, and the last time was when her brother died.
"Are you really alright?" Ji Jingxing took out the medicine box from the cabinet and opened it to search for povidone iodine and cotton swabs.
"Would you like to go to the hospital to see, who is so ruthless?"
The corner of her eye was gouged out with a bloodstain by Lin Yan's nails, the skin was torn apart, the blood almost spread to the eye, if she moved any further, this eye would be lost.
Song Yuhang felt it, only now did she feel a dull pain, and she couldn't help but think that she hit Lin Yan so many times that she couldn't even stand up, could she be in pain
Yes, she was crying after all.
Thinking of those eyes soaked in tears, that sour and astringent feeling came to my heart again.
She suddenly regretted her impulsiveness.
Ji Jingxing stopped what he was doing, feeling that she was a little indescribably subtle today.
"Lovebroken?" She teased deliberately.
But the man glanced over and said in a stiff tone, "No."
This rebuttal was too fast, Ji Jingxing laughed, and handed her the gauze in his hand: "Okay, I know you haven't been in love before, so it's time to find someone to have a good relationship with. I'll go to bed first, and I have to get up early tomorrow morning." Send Xiaowei to school, the guest toiletries are on the shelf in the bathroom, don't sleep on the sofa tonight, go to sleep in your brother's room."
Xiao Wei was a posthumous child. When her brother died seven years ago, the whole family had persuaded Ji Jingxing to get rid of the child, but she insisted on staying and raising her by herself. It is really hard for a single mother.
Song Yuhang respected and loved this sister-in-law very much. The age difference between the two was not too big, and there was more of a feeling of sympathy and sympathy between a close friend and a friend.
She stood up and watched her walk into the bedroom, moving her lips: "Sister... Thank you."
Ji Jingxing waved his hand, holding a coffee cup, wearing loose home clothes, and a pair of plain gray slippers on his feet.
The cartoon pattern embroidered on it is already blurred. It was bought together seven years ago when they first got married, and Song Yuhang was there that day.
Ji Jingxing pursed his lips and made a mouth shape: "Good night."
Song Yuhang also replied to her: "Good night."
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"Will."
"Back general." The battle on the chessboard was already inextricably fought, and Hei Zi moved a position down.
The other party stroked his red son, hesitating.
"Master, it's time to drink the medicine." The woman held the soup bowl and blew the black medicine juice to cool down, then passed the spoon to his lips.
The man is no longer young, with white hair growing on his sideburns, wrinkles and folds on his face, and a few inconspicuous age spots, but his beard is well trimmed, and his face is similar to that of Lin Yan. It is somewhat similar, and it is not difficult to see that Fengshen was handsome when he was young. Although he was in a wheelchair, he still appeared to have broad shoulders, long hands and long feet.
He turned around and swallowed it in one gulp, frowning bitterly, the woman stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth, he chewed and spit the core into her palm, then turned his head to look at the chessboard.
"gun."
The opponent didn't show any impatience, and withdrew his son with ease, and took away his general by the way.
"General, you lost."
The two laughed loudly, and Lin Youyuan threw the rest of the chess pieces on the board: "Don't play anymore, don't play anymore, it's still so cunning."
"Boss Lin." A man in black knocked on the door and walked in quickly.
Lin Youyuan seemed to be aware of it, and casually picked up the teacup and took a sip: "What is Miss doing recently?"
The man in black leaned over and whispered in his ear, and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "Do you want to..."
He glanced at the person opposite, raised his hand to stop: "That's not necessary, Lin Yan has never suffered, and it's not a bad thing."
"Yes." The man in black bowed respectfully and stepped back.
The woman squatting next to him rolled her eyes, and leaned on his knee tenderly: "Master, it's getting late, and you still said that you would accompany me to buy a bag tomorrow..."
Lin Youyuan stroked her chin, and a smile leaked out of the same affectionate eyes as Lin Yan: "When did the master lie to you, come and see off the guests."
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Drops of water slid down her arm, pooled into a light red bloodstain on the ground, and then seeped into the floor drain.
The shower was turned on very loudly, and the water was misty, and the woman's wet hair was draped behind her like a brocade.
She raised the handleless knife in her hand, faced the mirror, and slashed at herself one by one.
Beads of blood splashed into the washbasin, like coquettish manjusawa blooming in the pure white snow.
She raised her head, gasping for breath, swallowing all the suppressed pain into her throat, her lips trembling, bean-sized beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, and trembling all over while holding the washstand with one hand. Until another bloody stroke was added to the tattoo on his chest.
"Boom—" The knife in Lin Yan's hand fell into the sink, and she slumped and sat down on the bathtub. She just drooped her head like this, without making a sound, as if she was asleep.
It was just that two lines of hot tears rolled out from the corners of the tightly closed eyes, and soon fell into the ground together with the water drops and disappeared invisible.
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"Auntie! Come pick me up early after school today and let's go to the amusement park, okay? Mom hasn't taken me out for a long time..." Sitting in the child seat, Ji Weiyi stretched out his arms for her to hug.
Ji Jingxing glanced back while driving: "Hey, sit down quickly, why did mother tell you, aunt is very busy, don't bother her."
"It's okay, sister, the case is closed anyway, I'll pick up Xiaowei after school today." Song Yuhang stretched out his left hand to touch Xiaowei's head awkwardly, with a rare soft smile.
"Your arm is still not working hard, right?" Ji Jingxing caught it out of the corner of his eye, "I think it's better for you to go to the hospital."
Yesterday I just felt the pain was unbearable, but this morning I woke up so swollen that I couldn't lift it up.
Song Yuhang moved his shoulders and smiled wryly: "Okay, I'll go to the hospital later."
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"It's so dangerous, your arm was almost broken." The doctor held up the X-ray and looked at it for a while, then walked to her side and gently pressed her swollen shoulder, lifted her arm and moved it, Song Yuhang clenched his lower lip, his face turned pale.
"I'll write you an order, you take it to the treatment room to get a bandage, change the plaster every day, remember to take oral medicine on time."
Song Yuhang got up with his hands, put on his coat, and nodded slightly: "Thank you, doctor."
When the bandage was wrapped halfway, the phone rang, and Song Yuhang took a hand out of his pocket with some difficulty: "Hello?"
Before she finished speaking there, her expression changed, and she ran out as soon as she pulled her clothes up. The little nurse followed behind and shouted: "Hey, what are you running for?! The bandages haven't been wrapped yet!"
Song Yuhang walked through the corridor with people coming and going, casually put the corner of the bandage on his arm, and tied the knot with his teeth, and said as he walked, "Tell me about the case, what is the specific situation?"
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"Dinglingling—" the alarm clock rang, Lin Yan poked his head out from under the bed, groped with one hand on the bedside table, found the source of the sound, and slapped it flying away.
The world finally returned to silence, and she covered her face with the quilt again. Less than a minute later, the sharp bell rang again, Miss Lin turned over angrily, and covered her ears with a pillow.
When he couldn't breathe, the magic sound finally disappeared. Lin Yan heaved a sigh of relief and lay down, feeling uncomfortable even opening his eyes, his whole body was sore, and his throat was burning with fire.
She swallowed her saliva, and when she was about to touch the glass on the bedside table to drink water, the life-threatening call started again.
The eldest lady couldn't bear it anymore, she turned over and sat up suddenly, she touched the phone and was about to throw it out, but she fell off the bed with a top-heavy feeling.
"Hiss...it hurts." She rubbed her head and sat up, feeling that her head was a mess today, her limbs were heavy, and she couldn't control her at all, but when she saw the string of numbers jumping on the screen, she still pressed the answer button. .
"Hey, Sister Lin, it's me."
"I know it's you... what's the matter?" Lin Yan licked his chapped lips and got up from the ground, feeling that his steps were sloppy, so he had to support the wardrobe beside him.
"We now found a highly damaged corpse next to the Green Building in Xicheng District..."
Duan Cheng was interrupted mercilessly in the middle of his speech.
"What is highly damaged? Talk about the specific characteristics of the corpse!"
Duan Cheng glanced at the ground not far away with lingering fear. The ground was covered with rotten meat mixed with fragments of human bones and brains. Red was red, white was white, and yellow was yellow. It looked like a plate of scrambled eggs with freshly baked tomatoes.
He couldn't help retching again: "Ugh... You should come and see for yourself."
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Song Yuhang has just arrived on the front foot, and Lin Yan has also arrived on the back foot. Today, this young lady is not wearing high heels, she is wearing soft and comfortable flat shoes, her walking posture is quite unnatural, and she has no sun. Sunglasses, and put on a mask as soon as I got out of the car.
Duan Cheng went up to meet him: "Sister, why do you..."
This outfit looks strange on a rainy day.
Lin Yan rolled her eyes angrily: "What's wrong with cloudy days, do you understand that you need sun protection on cloudy days?"
When she was limping towards the scene of the crime with the investigation box in hand, Song Yuhang was leaning on the car door and making a phone call with one hand in his pocket.
"Xiao Wei, I can't pick you up after school today. You should listen to your mother. Shall we make an appointment another day?"
From a distance away, Lin Yan saw a smile in her lowered eyes, and the expression on her face was much more vivid and gentle.
The wind blew her sentences into her ears indistinctly.
"Xiao Wei, be good... Shall we make an appointment another day?"
Hey, Lin Yan's whole body trembled, who was she flirting with, her goosebumps fell all over the floor.
It is said to be the Green Building, but it is actually an unfinished construction site, with an area about half the size of a football field, surrounded by barbed wire, and piled with stones and other construction waste underneath.
The cordon was just outside the barbed wire fence, and Lin Yan lifted the cordon with one hand. The stones were not high enough, and she could have crossed them with one step at ordinary times. Climb up step by step.
The stones were wet and slippery after the rain, she was caught off guard and stepped on a few stones, and her whole body fell backwards.
"Be careful!" A familiar voice came from beside her ear, and at the same time a strong arm was wrapped around her waist, supporting her steadily.
Lin Yan stepped back a few steps and fell into her arms completely. He didn't know whether it was a shock or something, his heart was beating wildly.
Song Yuhang supported her to stand firm, his hands still did not loosen, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes: "Are you... all right?"
She seemed to be concerned about her, but she was actually asking about what happened last night.
Lin Yan came back to his senses, and shook her off like a brown candy: "It's okay, I think it's better for you to care about yourself when you remember."
Her cross is enough for her to drink a pot.
As soon as this was mentioned, Song Yuhang suddenly felt a dull pain in the bandaged shoulder, she smiled wryly, took the investigation box in her hand, and left without saying a word.
Lin Yan's expression suddenly turned a little subtle, as if she was angry that she left. Although she was inexplicable in this mood, she never expected that the man would reach out to her after climbing up the rock pile.
"Come up."
She hesitated, her eyes drifted away but she didn't look at her, as if she was looking for another way to go.
Song Yuhang repeated it patiently: "Come up."
The corners of her lips under the mask curved slightly, and Lin Yan reluctantly took her hand, and the moment her fingertips touched, she was completely grabbed into the palm of her hand, her palm was generous and warm, and there was a layer of reason. Thick calluses made by playing with a gun and a stick.
Her thoughts could not help but drift to the shudder caused by her rough index finger gently stroking her wound last night.
The night concealed the panic in her eyes, and also concealed the flash of pity in Song Yuhang's eyes.
Lin Yan suddenly felt uncomfortable, let go of her, and walked in front, while Song Yuhang followed closely behind, carrying her investigation box.
When she was dragged up just now, her hands were cold and there was a thin layer of sweat. She was a little worried, and the guilt that had lingered in her heart since last night haunted her again.
"Forest… "
She wanted to call her name, but Lin Yan turned around and stretched out her hand, as if nothing had happened.
"Exploration Box"
Song Yuhang handed it to her, and Lin Yan squatted down and took out the gloves from inside neatly, put them on with a snap, and walked to the side of the corpse stepping on the paved investigation pedal.