The button of the hospital gown could only be undone to the collarbone, and Song Yuhang helped her undo the last one with trembling hands.
She swallowed: "Can you... can you take it off by yourself?"
Lin Yan shook her head and raised her neck slightly: "I can't lift my hands."
"..." Song Yuhang pursed his lips, walked around behind her, grabbed the hem of his clothes and helped her lift it over her head.
Lin Yan's brown hair hung down softly on her snow-white shoulders. The bath heater turned on to warm her, but she still felt a little cold and shivered.
Song Yuhang helped her steady, and his face felt hot from the mist in the bathroom.
Lin Yan slightly turned her back, put her hands on the bathtub: "It's a bit cold."
Song Yuhang understood that this was urging her, so she reluctantly settled down to untie the last restraint, but for some reason, her usually nimble fingers also got knotted.
Lin Yan lowered her head and smiled lightly: "Officer Song, can you do it?"
When she acted like a baby, she would drag out her voice and call her: Team Song~
When she is angry, she will call her by her first and last name: Song Yuhang!
Only at this time, when she deliberately wanted to tease her, would she call her "Officer Song". These three words came out of her mouth lightly, and because of the added surname and position, it was particularly intriguing.
Song Yuhang's hot blood rushed straight to her forehead, but she restrained herself after all. Not far from the bathroom door was her mother's bedroom. Secondly, she had a bowl-sized scar and penetrating wound on her back. Now it seems a little shocking .
Song Yuhang took a few deep breaths, forced himself to look away, helped her unfasten the buckle, and lowered his voice with a hint of gnashing of teeth.
"Stop coming, don't you know if I can do it?"
Lin tired of letting her move, turned around and sat on the bathtub, Song Yuhang's pupils shrank, and his breathing quickened.
"After all, you haven't really tried it, have you?"
Song Yuhang wanted to look away, but she couldn't bear to look away. The impatience and impulse deeply buried in her blood were tearing at her reason.
She closed her eyes slightly, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and put her hands on her shoulders.
Before the sly smile on Lin Yan's lips was smug, he was slapped and carried into the bathtub.
His tone was urgent and fast, even a little rude, but his movements were gentle.
"Shut up for me, and let you try if you say one more word."
The hot water dispelled the chill and swept away the tiredness of the day.
Lin Yan looked at her lying on the edge of the bathtub, with a little innocence in his eyes, asking questions knowingly.
"try what?"
Song Yuhang's lungs were about to explode, so he threw a bath towel over his head and slammed the door angrily away.
"Wash by yourself, call me if you need anything!"
Hearing the sound of her leaving footsteps and the splashing water in the kitchen, Lin Yan laughed heartily, and even leaned slightly on the bathtub and hummed a song.
Tsk, really careless.
So innocent.
After Song Yuhang finished washing the dishes, cleaned up the kitchen, cleaned the living room, and went to the bedroom to make the bed, she still didn't come out.
Song Yuhang frowned, walked over and knocked on the door lightly: "Lin Yan, are you okay?"
Lin Yan was drowsy from the comfortable water and hot air, lying in the bathtub and didn't want to move at all. Hearing her talk, she stood up and pulled the pajamas on the shelf beside her to wrap them up.
"All right."
She got up in a hurry, and before she finished her sentence, she felt top-heavy and dizzy.
Song Yuhang just came in, seeing that she was about to fall, he picked her up.
Lin Yan was still in shock, her pale face was blush from the hot water, and there were still drops of water on her eyelashes, she subconsciously hooked her neck, and hung herself on it.
Song Yuhang laughed, took two steps back, and walked out with her in his arms. Because he was afraid that his mother would come out suddenly, he sped up his pace a little.
After returning to the room, putting her on the bed, and locking the bedroom door, Song Yuhang breathed a sigh of relief and went to find a hair dryer to dry her hair.
"You..." Song Yuhang turned around and was taken aback for a moment. He was only worried about her safety just now, but now he realized that there was nothing under her shirt...
Her clothes were big and skinny, hanging loosely over her shoulders, and the buttons were unbuttoned. After the pure white shirt was soaked in water, it was as thin as paper.
further down.
Song Yuhang's eyes turned red instantly.
Fuck, if you can bear this, you have to be a sage.
After tossing around all day, Lin Yan was really sleepy, and fell asleep when he touched the pillow, but before he pulled the quilt, his eyes suddenly went dark.
Song Yuhang turned off the lights.
Before she could recover, she was sealed by the scorching breath.
Song Yuhang's slippers were kicked aside.
The sound of cloth rubbing against each other.
Song Yuhang stuffed a pillow under her waist.
Lin Yan was forced to raise his head.
Her slender white wrist was pinched red.
The bloodshot eyes of Song Yuhang never faded away.
The ticking of the clock on the wall was mingled with some unseen sound.
Panting heavily, Song Yuhang looked up at her face in the dark.
Lin Yan's red lips parted slightly, her pale face stained with a layer of rouge.
The frail neck was completely exposed in her eyes.
When they looked at each other, it seemed that there was a fire that completely burned the rationality of the two of them.
When everything was getting better and better, there was a knock on the door.
Song Yuhang froze, then bent down again, Lin Yan turned his head slightly, and put his hands on her shoulders.
"Yu Hang, open the door, are you asleep? Give you another quilt—"
Mother Song's voice.
Song Yuhang frowned, ignored her, held her hand and leaned over again, before touching her cheek, the knock on the door rang again.
"Yuhang, Yuhang..."
Song Yuhang's forehead veins twitched violently, Lin Yan laughed, held her face in his hands, looked at the door, and beckoned her to open it.
Song Yuhang had no choice but to get up from the gentle village, put on pajamas and trousers, covered Lin Yan tightly with a quilt, and then ran to open the door.
"Mom, here you come, what are you doing this late at night?"
Mother Song peeked in and lowered her voice: "Tired of sleeping? Why is your face so red..."
Song Yuhang wanted to cry but had no tears. If you hadn't disturbed her, she would have put him to sleep a long time ago, and she was afraid that her mother would notice something, so she drove him out.
"Sleep, sleep, go back to sleep quickly."
Song Yuhang hugged the quilt in her hand, shook his head, and closed the door helplessly.
Lin Yan peeked out one eye from under the quilt: "Going away?"
Song Yuhang nodded: "Let's go, are you cold?"
Lin Yan shook his head: "It's a bit hot."
His face was still flushed.
Song Yuhang piled the quilt on the computer chair, threw himself on the bed and held him down: "Continue."
Before she could bend down again, there was another knock on the door, and Mother Song turned back.
"Yu Hang, open the door, look at my memory, I only brought you the quilt and forgot the pillow."
Song Yuhang was about to go crazy, he went to open the door angrily, and dragged his voice: "Mom!!!"
"Oh, look at such a big temper, okay, okay, I won't disturb your rest." Mother Song peeked in again, and Song Yuhang put one hand on the door frame to block her view.
"Are you really asleep? Why did I hear her just now? Did I hear her wrong?"
"Mom—" Song Yuhang wanted to cry, but almost fell to his knees.
If she was a man, she probably would have...
"Please, go to bed early, don't come here again, we don't need anything, we don't need anything, really." As he spoke, he pushed the person out of the door and watched her enter the room before coming back in peace and locking the door behind him , leaning against the door panel and choking speechlessly.
Lin Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing, Song Yuhang rushed over to scratch her, and the two of them fell together laughing and laughing.
"If I knew it earlier, I would have listened to you and went to open a room."
Lin Yan held down her fidgeting hand, Xiaoxiao yawned, and nestled into her arms, her long eyelashes fluttering.
"Don't worry, I'm a little sleepy."
Song Yuhang pursed his mouth, feeling a little wronged: "But..."
Lin Yan teased her tonight, and kissed her too, but she didn't take advantage of it at all.
It's so sad, maybe she was picked up by Song's mother.
"Huh?" Lin Yan looked up at her, like a lazy and charming cat raised its paws to rest on her shoulders.
His breath tickled his neck.
"Really sleepy."
After all, he yawned slightly again.
Song Yuhang saw that she looked extremely tired, even though he still wanted to, he had no choice but to hold back.
"Okay, sleep."
Satisfied, Lin Yan turned over to sleep, but was pulled back into his arms again, and then his body became cold, and the only piece of clothing that covered his body was thrown out.
Song Yuhang hugged her: "Go to sleep."
Lin Yan gritted his teeth: "You..."
The position of hugging from behind was too intimate and intimate, Song Yuhang pressed the hair next to her ear: "Just sleep like this, I'll give you five minutes, if you can't sleep, you will be at your own risk."
"I..." Lin Yan choked his breath in his throat and almost choked himself to death, grabbed her arm and bit down.
She viciously.
Song Yuhang treated it as a wolf cub grinding his teeth.
She even whistled happily in her ear: "It's okay, bite, when you recover from the injury, bite once and pay back twice, it's all a debt, Forensic Doctor Lin."
She imitated her tone and called her "Forensic Doctor Lin" softly.
Lin Yan blushed, and was about to blurt out swear words. Feeling that the hands around his waist were getting more and more dishonest, he endured and endured, his eyes were red, and finally he closed his eyes obediently.
Xu Shizhen was a little tired from tossing around, and within five minutes, he let out even breathing sounds.
Song Yuhang raised his body slightly, and planted a kiss on her side face, Lin Yan seemed to sense it, turned around and threw himself into her arms like a tired bird returning to the forest.
Song Yuhang laughed, well, the beauty is in her arms, it seems that she will not be able to sleep tonight.
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Early the next morning, Song Yuhang got up with two huge dark circles under his eyes and went to take a shower. Mother Song had already prepared breakfast and set out the dishes.
"Yo, what's the matter, didn't you sleep well last night?"
Song Yuhang greeted her feebly: "Morning, Mom, I slept well, very well."
Lin Yan who was sitting at the dining table slightly pursed his lips and smiled, which was captured by Song's mother.
The more she looked at Lin Yan, the more she liked him. He was good-looking and energetic. He sat there with his back straight, his complexion much prettier than last night, rosy white, and an irresistible spring in the corners of his brows and eyes.
On the other hand, Song Yuhang was listless as if he had been drained of blood, and couldn't help but began to criticize his own children.
"Look at you, sleeping at the same time, how can you be so energetic, you seem to be on a big night shift again, and you don't know what you did all night."
The sound of angry flushing came from the bathroom door.
What did you do
Lin Yan really didn't expect Song's mother to speak so violently, and spit out a sip of water before swallowing it.
"Ahem..."
She frivolously wiped the water stains on the table with a paper towel, and Song's mother had already brought boiled distiller's eggs from the kitchen.
"Oh, why are you choking? Don't just drink water, try the distiller's eggs made by Auntie."
"It's okay, it's okay, thank you, auntie." Lin Yan stood up to pick it up, but was dodged again.
"It's hot, it's okay, it's okay, you sit and eat, you don't have to wait for Yuhang, there is still in the pot."
As Mother Song said, she brought out hot steamed buns and some cold dishes from the kitchen.
"Auntie, don't you want to eat?"
Mother Song untied her apron and was about to hang it up, she turned her head and said with a smile, "I got up early, I finished eating, and I'm going to go out to dance and buy groceries."
Lin Yan thought to herself, it's only past eight o'clock in the morning, Mother Song went to bed at about the same time as them last night, woke up earlier than them in the morning, and made breakfast.
"Auntie, are you a little insomnia?"
Song's mother was startled, and Lin Yan continued: "I know several professional doctors, and I have some experience in this area. Please leave me a phone number, and I will make an appointment for you. I will see when it is convenient for you to come to see a doctor. That’s fine, just take the medicine directly.”
Even Song Yuhang didn't know about her insomnia, at first she thought it was because she was getting older and she was getting less sleep, but it became more and more serious in recent years, she often fell asleep at 11 or 12 o'clock, and woke up in the middle of the night.
Now that Lin Yan saw it, the old man was a little moved: "No, no, you are all busy..."
Lin Yan took a bite of the steamed bun and smiled: "Then it's settled, if you don't tell me, I'll tell Yu Hang."
"Oh, you child, be good." Song's mother had no choice but to pull a pen and paper from the phone book on the table, and tremblingly wrote down a series of numbers for her.
"Auntie will give you how much money it will be at that time."
Lin Yan put away the note, and let the topic of money be ambiguous.
Seeing that it was almost 8:30, Mother Song changed her shoes and was about to go out. Song Yuhang came out of the bathroom. .
Mother Song looked back at the two of them: "Come back for lunch, and your sister is coming too. I'll go shopping now."
Song Yuhang frowned indiscriminately: "No, Mom, Lin Yan and I will eat outside at noon."
"Hey, you said you didn't go home for dinner on the big weekend, wasting money, forget it, let's see you, it's rare to see you bring friends home once, it's fun, do you hear me?" Mother Song scolded, picked up When the key was out of the door, Song Yuhang responded with a long voice.
Lin Yan bit the spoon and looked at her: "It's not right, you frowned when you mentioned your sister."
Women, no, the intuition of a female forensic doctor is really keen.
Song Yuhang laughed, and flicked her forehead: "There is something wrong with you, I observed your expression, you should have something you want to do today."
Lin Yan slightly pursed her lips and smiled, not wanting to make her too complacent, so she deliberately put on a straight face: "Then why don't you eat it quickly."
The two ate and talked.
Lin Yan told Song's mother about her insomnia.
Song Yuhang frowned: "I said that sometimes when I came back from the night shift, she was still awake and thought she was waiting for me. It turned out to be the case, Lin Yan, thank you, let me know when we made an appointment, and I will accompany my mother when the time comes. go."
Lin Yan stirred the fermented glutinous rice in the bowl, because the word "thank you" warmed his heart, and he slightly bent his lips.
"You are busy at work and there is no one at home, so you should pay more attention to your aunt's physical and mental health."
The shock caused by the successive deaths of relatives like this is not something ordinary people can bear. Mother Song is an amazing woman, but it doesn't mean that she won't leave any scars in her heart.
Song Yuhang nodded: "I know, I will spend more time with my mother."
At the end, she looked at Lin Yan cautiously again, reached out and took her empty hand on the table into her palm.
"What about you, Lin Yan, do you need...to see a doctor again?"
Lin Yan twitched the corner of her lips, but didn't answer her question directly: "It's cold, eat it quickly."
After finishing speaking, he withdrew his hand, Song Yuhang hesitated to speak, but finally did not speak, and ran to wash the dishes after dinner.
Lin Yan opened her closet, looked at all kinds of clothes, picked one, frowned, and threw one away, and soon the bed was covered with a lot of clothes.
Lin Yan was discouraged, well, it seems that the first thing today is to buy clothes.
Song Yuhang wiped his hands after washing the dishes, and looked amused: "Let's go, Miss Lin, wear something casually first, let's go out and buy."
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"This, this, this, I want this too, wrap it all up."
After Lin Yan tried on the clothes, he bought the ones he saw fit. He stood in front of the counter and gave advice. When he was about to pay the bill, Song Yuhang handed over his card.
Lin Yan pushed back: "No, I'll pay for it myself."
"Swipe mine." Song Yuhang handed the card directly to the cabinet sister, who took a look at her, then at Lin Yan, and accepted it graciously.
"Okay, the total is 36,480, please confirm and sign here."
Song Yuhang signed the pen, and Lin Yan smacked his lips: "I didn't expect you, a little policeman, to be quite rich. Tell me, did you take bribes?"
Song Yuhang gave her a white look: "What are you talking about, I usually don't spend much money, it's all saved from working for so many years."
"Then you don't feel bad?"
Song Yuhang closed the cap of the pen and handed it to the cabinet sister, took the packed paper bag, and walked out with his arms around her waist.
"My heart hurts, so it's fine if someone pays me with flesh."
As soon as Lin Yan threw the satchel, he said, "Go to hell?"
After leaving the shopping mall, Song Yuhang stuffed all the things he bought into the back seat, and Lin Yan bought some health care products for Song's mother, and the trunk was stuffed to the brim.
Song Yuhang opened the car door for her, watched her get in, then he opened the driver's door, fastened his seat belt, and set off in gear.
Lin Yan watched her drive: "Do you know where to go?"
Song Yuhang didn't turn his head back, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"My guess."
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Lin Yan leaned the bunch of white chrysanthemums she just bought against the tombstone.
Song Yuhang put a few cans of Coke on the ground, and some snacks that children love to eat.
The two stood side by side, the wind stirred the corners of their clothes and raised the ends of their hair.
Lin Yan looked at the familiar face on the tombstone. The girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she smiled so sweetly.
She should have had a better life, but it was always fixed at the age of fifteen.
Even if they caught the murderer later and the villain got the punishment he deserved, it still couldn't change the fact that some other young lives were forever deprived.
The wind in the cemetery was a bit strong, and Lin Yan's hands were pale from the cold. She shivered and took out the business card from her wallet, watching the flames of the lighter engulf it little by little.
"My name is Lin Yan. I was born in 1976. I am 32 years old. My profession is forensic medicine. My hobby is anatomy. My phone number is..."
She paused, choking slightly.
"Nice to meet you, Bai Ling."
"We... have a chance to meet again."
She finally made a complete self-introduction to Bai Ling and made up for the unfinished regrets, but it was not complete after all.
The wind in the cemetery suddenly picked up, blowing the remaining pieces of paper into the sky and flying away.
Song Yuhang patted her on the shoulder: "Let's go."
When paying homage to Zhang Jinhai, she was extraordinarily calm.
This news can't be hidden from her for too long. Lin Yan is not some silly little girl who has no experience in the world. She is a mature and experienced forensic doctor who also has her own contacts and channels.
Instead of waiting for her to find out by herself, it is better to take the initiative to tell her. Besides, Song Yuhang believes that she can bear it.
Even if she couldn't bear it and fell into the swamp of guilt, Song Yuhang still had the courage and confidence to pull her out little by little.
The firelight reflected the corners of her eyes and brows.
Lin Yan silently threw paper money into the copper basin, and Song Yuhang handed the last stack to her, watching her throw it in, dust and ashes flew into the sky, flying all over the mountains and plains.
"Lin Yan, I come to this place almost every year, and the police from the Jiangcheng City Bureau also come here almost every year, not only because there are colleagues who died every year, but also because every year the newly recruited policemen will face the Monument of Heroes here, yes In front of the seniors, the swearing-in and induction ceremony will be held."
"This is not only a place where yin and yang are separated, but also a place where old and new alternate. Generations of criminal policemen have been buried here, and generations of young criminal policemen have gone out from here."
Song Yuhang pulled her to stand up, looking at the photo on Zhang Jinhai's tombstone, his majestic face and the national emblem on the brim of his hat.
"At the last moment of his life, he did not forget the oath of the people's police. In fact, when the knife cut his throat for the first time, he had already realized that he had the opportunity to throw the child out to others, but he didn't. When the whale was handed over to him, he could have given it to someone else, but he still didn’t.”
Lin Yan closed his eyes, and was terribly quiet.
Song Yuhang knew what she wanted to say: "There is no need to blame yourself. Your intention is good. If you stay there, more people will die. It's just that the world is impermanent. If it were you and me, you would make the same choice."
Lin Yan smiled, and returned to his usual cold expression, with a mocking smile hanging on the corner of his lips.
"So, you police are very annoying, you know you will die and you go."
Song Yuhang turned his head to look at her: "This is the power of faith. Born and raised here, I can't help but love this land, and the people on this land, as well as the five-star red flag flying above the head, the hat on the brim. national emblem."
Just like Lin Yan will fight for the truth all his life, Song Yuhang will also throw his head and blood for his belief.
This is their belief engraved in their bones, which will never be erased forever.
"You know? I used to really hate the police. I saw too many criminal policemen who were mediocre and mediocre. I was also completely disappointed in this world. I thought it would never be better."
"But, there was a certain moment—" Lin Yan was bathed in the sun, and she set up an awning to look into the void. Today was a fine day, with blue sky and white clouds, and a clear sky. A group of wild geese returning north happened to pass her sight.
She narrowed her eyes slightly: "I still feel that this world is pretty good, just like now."
"There are also some people who persistently pursue and fight for truth and justice all their lives. I believe that a single spark can start a prairie fire."
Song Yuhang smiled, and raised his hand to his temple: "Salute to the hero!"
Lin Yan obeyed her orders, tensed his body, and slowly raised his hands.
It was the first time she was willing to do this action, and it felt inexplicable for a while, but somehow, she remembered the few vows she had memorized during the exam.
For the prosperity of the country, for the peace of the people, for the sacred mission, and for the sacrificed comrades-in-arms; the Chinese police will fight endlessly against various illegal and criminal activities until the last drop of blood is shed.
Lin Yan closed his eyes slightly and muttered in his heart.
When going down the mountain, dusk fell on the tips of Song Yuhang's hair, smearing the originally black hair into maroon.
Lin Yan stared at the back of her head.
Song Yuhang turned around and stretched out his hand to pull her down the steps: "There is a sentence that I was embarrassed to say just now..."
She touched her nose, smiled a little shyly, but didn't let go of her hand.
"what?"
Lin Yan followed her step by step.
"The occasion just now was too solemn, and I felt that it was inappropriate to say those things in front of the seniors."
Lin Yan became more and more curious: "What the hell, tell me quickly."
Song Yuhang stopped, stood on the next step and looked at her, holding her hand. Wearing a black motorcycle suit, overalls, and combat boots, she was a handsome and heroic woman.
But her face was reddish, and the expression on that face was obviously a bit twitchy: "That... I want to say... you are also my belief."
Lin Yan was stunned for three seconds, then burst out into a burst of wild laughter, tears came out.
"Hahaha... What kind of earthy love talk are you talking about? It's really earthy, earthy, help!"
Song Yuhang's face turned blue and white, then red, and he turned his head and walked away, grinding his teeth.
Lin Yan chased after her and jumped at her from behind. The setting sun dragged the shadows of the two of them very long.
"Oh, are you angry?"
"No."
"Then why are you ignoring me?"
"No."
Lin Yan poked her face: "Officer Song~Team Song~Song Yuhang~Yuhang~"
She shouted for a long time, and Song Yuhang got goosebumps all over his body.
"Say, what are you doing?!"
Lin Yan hung her neck tightly, solemnly and confidently: "I'm tired, I can't walk anymore."
Song Yuhang was about to laugh angrily at her, and took two steps away from her, seeing that she didn't keep up, he angrily fell back and knelt down in front of her as if resigned to his fate.
"Come on, miss."
Lin Yan pursed her lips and smiled, climbed up, and let her carry her on her back for the rest of the way.
She doesn't know how to say love words, earthy, delicate, elegant, and charming.
But she knew that from the moment she decided to be with Song Yuhang, she put her in the deepest part of her heart, that corner that no one cares about.
Song Yuhang said that she is her belief, so Song Yuhang is her ideal.
I want to be close to this warmth, I want to be a little sun like her, I want to be as gentle and sharp as her, I want to be kind like her, I want to love everyone around me as much as I can.
It was something that the eighteen-year-old Lin Yan failed to learn, but at the age of thirty-two, he lost it and regained it.
Lin Yan leaned on her ear and whispered something, but Song Yuhang didn't hear clearly: "What?"
"I said—" Lin Yan pulled her ear: "I'm hungry, I want to go down the mountain to eat!"
Song Yuhang smiled slightly: "Hold on."
Before Lin Yan came back to his senses, she started to run wildly with her on the mountain road, a thin layer of sweat dripped from her forehead, but her expression was so wanton and warm.
The wind carried their laughter far away.
At that time, they ran as much as they wanted, enjoying the whole-hearted joy brought by love, but they didn't know that the "Moby Dick Case" was just the beginning, not the end.
The truth is far from here.