When Song Yuhang came back from the detention center, it was already past six in the afternoon, and he saw Mother Song hovering at the gate of the Municipal Bureau with a thermos bucket. stiff hands.
"Mom, why are you here?"
Mother Song saw that she was the one who smiled, and handed her the thermos bucket in her hand: "Isn't it Laba today? I made some porridge in the afternoon and brought it to you."
Not "you" but "you."
Song Yuhang was slightly stunned, and Mother Song took out a few lunch boxes from her cloth bag and stacked them in her hand.
"Last time about the insomnia, thank you very much for me. I thought I didn't get in touch so quickly. Who knew that he came to see a doctor today. I didn't go downstairs. I prescribed a few Chinese medicines. The medicines are all I brought it ready-made, and gave me a business card so that I could have time to go to their hospital for a physical examination and physical therapy.”
Song Yuhang was holding an insulated bucket in his hand and a lunch box in his arms, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
It's hard for her to remember this when she quarreled with her in the past few days. Most of the people who can come to serve her are her own personal doctors.
When the things were brought, Mother Song was about to leave, and took out a small cloth bag from her pocket, and took out a few large bills from a pile of loose money.
"I was thinking, we can't take advantage of others for nothing, you can give it to Yanyan."
Seeing her trembling hand that was blown red by the cold wind, Song Yuhang felt a little distressed, and pushed it back.
"Mom, you take the money yourself, and she won't take it if I give it to her."
Not only would he not want it, but he might even beat her up violently.
Thinking of that scene, Song Yuhang suddenly had a toothache.
Mother Song looked at the half-sweet and half-fearful expression on her daughter's face, as if she knew Lin Yan's character well, and was suddenly at a loss.
"This... what does this mean, why?"
It was too cold outside, Song Yuhang pushed her to go in: "It's not interesting, it's just related, and if you give money, you will be born."
"Mom, go in and sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water to warm up before leaving."
"Hey, just sit back and forget it, it's not good for your family members to go in where you work..."
Song's mother declined, and Song Yuhang pulled her straight to push open the glass door of the hall, opened the thick curtain, and a warm feeling came over her face.
"What's wrong with that, go sit in my office."
The two of them walked along the corridor, and Song Yuhang would greet Song Yuhang from time to time, and she would nod in response.
"This is?"
A colleague asked curiously.
Song Yuhang held his mother's shoulders tightly: "This is my mother."
"It turned out to be Auntie. It's hard to come here. Team Song has to take someone for a stroll."
It was the newly promoted deputy captain who spoke, the former business backbone, who was considered her confidant.
Song Yuhang smiled: "That's right, it's the first time here, have you eaten yet? Would you like some?"
She shook the lunch box in her hand and saw that it was packed by her mother.
Xue Rui quickly refused: "No, I've eaten."
He took two steps and was stopped again.
"Where's Forensic Doctor Lin?"
Xue Rui shook his head. He was also in his early thirties, with a round face, a little beard, and a round waist.
"I don't know. I guess she's still in the pathology lab. I haven't seen her come out before."
"Okay, got it, go get busy, and notify me in time if there are new clues."
"Okay." Xue Rui saluted and left.
Mother Song waited for the others to leave before she spoke, "Have you been so busy?"
On the way to her office, she happened to pass by the laboratory, so Song Yuhang led someone to look outside the door for a while.
"It's about the same as me when I'm busy. I do physical labor, and she does all the technical work. There are no one in the technical investigation now, and the big head falls on her."
Looking through the bulletproof glass door, Lin Yanqing wore a white coat over his light blue uniform and wore gloves on his hands. He kept fiddling with test tubes and instruments.
They are all in a hurry, and they are probably soaked in the laboratory after the dissection.
Mother Song sighed: "It's really not easy."
Song Yuhang knew that she didn't sleep well last night, and after another busy day, his heart softened and he knocked on the glass of the laboratory.
Lin Yan turned around and looked around before focusing on her.
Song Yuhang spoke to her, but the distance was a bit far, and the glass was soundproof, Lin Yan frowned.
She thought about it, took a breath on the glass, and stroked the mist with her fingertips: Come out, eat.
Lin Yan understood, she frowned, and when she saw Aunt Song standing next to her, she waved her hand as a greeting.
Song Yuhang also wrote: office, office, room, etc., you.
Lin Yan nodded, motioning them to go first, hurry up and finish the work in hand.
In the office, Mother Song watched Song Yuhang carefully take out a bowl from the thermos and pour the porridge into it, and covered the rest in fear of getting cold.
They didn't touch the dishes, just drank the porridge and waited for Lin Yan to come.
After all, it is Mo Ruomu, a well-known daughter. Song Yuhang never let her worry about it since she was a child. She went to school step by step and started working. The friendship that will bring people home, she is a bit special to Lin Yan after all.
However, Mother Song couldn't tell what was special about it. After all, she didn't know such a thing. She just vaguely felt that their relationship was too good.
Song Yuhang made her a cup of tea, and read the materials while drinking porridge.
Song's mother put down the tea cup in her hand, looked at her, hesitated again and again, and said: "Yuhang, you and Yanyan..."
Before she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Song Yuhang put down the bowl, and hurriedly ran to open the door.
When I saw her, the ending sound rose unconsciously.
"Why is it so late, haven't you eaten yet?"
"I didn't care about eating." Song's mother was here, and Lin Yan, acting like an obedient little daughter-in-law who restrained her minions, said hello to her, and then sat down next to Song Yuhang a little cautiously.
Mother Song had to swallow halfway through her words, "It's good that it's here, eat it quickly, I made some Laba porridge today, I don't know if it suits your appetite?"
Song Yuhang helped her pour the remaining porridge in the thermos into a bowl, and gave her some from his own bowl.
She knows that Lin hates bland food, and loves to drink these soupy things.
The Lin family doesn't live in Laba, so even during the holidays, the chef cooks the meals. The tablecloths are spread and the dishes are exquisitely arranged. It is cold and lively. You can hear the needles falling on the table, and even the sound of a knife and fork is a crime.
What's more, she is not close to her family, and the number of times she goes home after going out independently is even more rare.
If she lived by herself, the chef wouldn't make Laba porridge specially, unless she wanted to eat it, but generally speaking, Lin Yan didn't have any festive intentions.
Therefore, food like Laba porridge only exists in food programs on TV, and it was a bit novel at first sight. Lin Yan picked up the bowl and took a sip with a spoon.
Song's mother was a little nervous waiting for her feedback.
Lin Yan was stunned for three seconds, then suddenly smiled, her brows and eyes were curved, she didn't smile often, even if she smiled, it was a sneering, sarcastic and disdainful smile, and there were not many times when she smiled from the bottom of her heart like this, as if the ice and snow melted, all of a sudden , even Song Yuhang looked a little crazy.
"Well, it's delicious. Thank you, auntie. I've never eaten Laba porridge before. It's really delicious. The porridge cooked with glutinous rice is very sweet. Put peanuts, longan, lotus seeds, jujube shreds..."
Mother Song couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Song Yuhang was tired of eating from snacks to early in the morning. What's more, every time he eats, he swallows jujubes whole, like a starved ghost reincarnated, how can he say this
The old man also likes to hear praise, and hearing her say that it is the first time to eat it, it is a bit sad.
What kind of life did this child live in the Lin family
"Okay, okay, as long as you like it, eat it quickly, eat it quickly, it will be cold in a while, Auntie has nothing else to do, just cooking is okay—"
After all, he gave Song Yuhang a blank look.
"Of course, it's a pity that someone can't eat it. If you like to eat it, come to the house when you are free on weekends and try Auntie's cooking."
Can you stop belittling her in front of Lin Yan every time, is she shameless
Song Yuhang dragged his voice to protest: "Mom—when will I not be able to eat anymore? I will praise you every time you cook, okay?"
"You brag? Last time, the leftovers in the refrigerator were all spoiled. You ate them all without looking at them when you came back from the night shift. You had diarrhea the next day and forgot? In your eyes, there is no difference between shark fin and radish."
"I'm not hungry yet..." Song Yuhang whispered more and more.
Lin Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Song Yuhang peeled another clove of sugared garlic and put it in the bowl for her: "Try this, my mother pickled it, it's very delicious!"
She deliberately bit down on the last four words, and the two of them were laughing and joking, their eyes basically fixed on each other.
Mother Song felt like an outsider sitting here, and also felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity.
Whether it's Song Yuhang's careful treatment of Lin Yan, or Lin Yan's little shyness that occasionally makes eye contact, they all resemble newlyweds.
This feeling is all too familiar to her.
It was the same with her and her father.
Song's mother was startled. Someone just came in to hand over the materials, so she put down her teacup and got up.
"Then you are busy, I will go back first."
Song Yuhang quickly stood up: "Mom, let me see you off."
Lin Yan also put down the bowl and stood up: "Auntie, it's cold outside, we'll take you back later."
Listen, these words are all said in one rhythm.
Mother Song smiled a little reluctantly: "No, no, you are busy, hurry up to eat, eat cold in winter and have a cold stomach, it is only a few steps away, I will take the bus back by myself."
After all, he picked up his cloth bag from the sofa and hurried out.
Holding a spoon in one hand, Lin Yan stabbed Song Yuhang, feeling a little bit unbearable.
"You just let her go back alone?"
Song Yuhang smiled, and gave her a piece of stewed meat with chopsticks: "My mother is still in good health, and it's really only one stop, and—"
There was something in Lin Yan's words, and she also meant something.
"Some things we say more than do more."
Lin Yan bit her lip: "Aren't you afraid that Auntie won't be able to bear it?"
Song Yuhang reached out and brushed the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears: "Compared to my father and my brother's death, I am nothing. I think what she is more worried about now is what will happen if I don't have children in the future?" ?”
During the heart-to-heart talk in the hospital last time, Mother Song mentioned that she was worried that she would have a bleak end in her next life, and no one would be by her side to take care of her when she died.
Seeing that Lin Yan was still looking sullen, Song Yuhang simply hugged him onto his knees.
"Eh? Why, someone will come in later—" Lin Yan struggled.
Song Yuhang tightened his grip on her waist, touching the tip of her nose to the tip of her nose, and whispered: "I locked the door."
"That's also—" Lin Yan avoided her lips, and Song Yuhang laughed.
"What about you, it's just a rabbit in fox fur. If you really want my mother to have a better life, you can come to my house more often. It can be seen that she still likes you very much. This Laba porridge, when I go back to eat it in previous years It's so cold, when did you personally deliver it to me, it's because of—"
Song Yuhang scratched her nose: "For your sake."
Lin Yan pursed her lips and smiled, not wanting to make her too complacent, so she put on a straight face and wanted to get off her body.
She was moving around, but it made her breath a little unsteady.
In particular, the red lips were dangling in front of my eyes, and I could hold them up with one hand, as if she could fold them in her palm with more strength.
Because of the tight hug, the softness is next to hers.
A person who just had meat can't stand such teasing, Song Yuhang smacked his lips, and talked into her ear.
Move your hands down your waistline.
"Lin Yan, I think it's more convenient for you to wear a skirt."
"Song, Yu, Hang." Gritting his teeth, Lin Yan pushed his head up on his chest, the buttons had already been bitten open, revealing a large area of traces from last night.
"You give me enough time."
Song Yuhang's eyes showed a little innocence, and he lowered his voice and begged her: "Is it not possible?"
Lin Yan gritted his teeth, and before she could reply, that person not only put his head down, but even started to pay back.
The shirt was torn to pieces, and several buttons were broken off.
Lin Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to slap her, but this sudden movement touched her most sensitive nerves.
She was a little weak all over, she put her hands on her shoulders, and gasped: "Do you know where you are now?"
"Office..." Song Yuhang mumbled.
Lin Yan leaned back, and was pulled back again, holding her waist.
"It's work time...um..."
Perhaps in order to take revenge on her, Song Yuhang exerted a little force. The hand supporting her shoulder suddenly lost strength, Lin Yan loosened his wrist and fell down.
Song Yuhang took advantage of the situation to hold her up and put her on the desk.
Lin Yan propped her hands on the table, this feeling of helplessness made her a little guilty, she stepped on her shoulders, trying to kick her away.
Song Yuhang knelt down on one knee. The distance and angle were just right. She stroked her ankle and took off her shoes.
"It's okay, you cooperate with me, soon..."
The abuse that Lin Yan was about to blurt out was blocked in his throat.
She is worthy of being a vigorous and resolute actionist, and she got to the point without giving her a chance to refute.
When Lin Yan came back to his senses, the only sound left in the room was chirping.
She raised her head and swallowed, resting her hands on her head, her fingers digging deep into her soft hair.
Through a door, there were people hurrying and chatting in the corridor outside.
This feeling is no different from Song Yuhang's feeling during the meeting that day.
She was like standing in a transparent glass cover, people outside could not see in, but she could clearly feel every change in the outside world.
The more you resist, the more ashamed you will be, but the easier it will be...
When the phone rang, Lin Yan was taken aback, as if his heart had been squeezed tightly.
This sudden feeling threw people high into the sky, as if taking a bite of Chaotian pepper, the fireworks exploded in my mind.
Lin Yan's arm shook like a sieve, and the other hand, which was propped on the table, tore apart the newspapers beside it with its nails.
The neck raised suddenly drew a perfect arc in the air.
Drops of water trickled down the corner of the table.
Even the black leather office chair has splashes of water.
Song Yuhang licked the corners of his lips, but felt that he still had more to say.
Everything was silent, even the ringing of the phone stopped, only the sound of each other's breathing.
Lin Yan's long eyelashes fluttered, her face still had a blush that hadn't faded, her arms were so weak that she could hardly support her own weight.
Song Yuhang picked her up, cleaned up for her, gathered her clothes, and wiped the table. Just as he hugged her back to lie down on the sofa, the phone rang again.
Not hers, Lin Yan's.
Song Yuhang was a little annoyed: "Who, I called you again and again."
Almost missed the point.
The high-intensity strenuous exercise for two consecutive days made her really overwhelmed, not to mention working for a whole day.
Lin Yan didn't even want to lift her eyelids, she just wanted to sleep, and motioned for her to pick it up herself.
Song Yuhang touched it from the coffee table.
"Hey?"
Hearing the voice from the receiver, Lin Ke was slightly taken aback, as if a little surprised: "Miss Song, why are you, Hanan?"
Song Yuhang glanced at Lin Yan, and mouthed: Your brother.
Only then did Lin Yan pull himself together, and with a sleepy look, he took the phone from her hand.
"Hey, Lin Ge, it's me."
As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed twice quickly to prevent him from hearing it.
Song Yuhang cleaned up the leftovers on the table and poured a cup of hot water for her to moisten her throat.
Lin Yanwo drank one sip from her arms, put his head on her shoulder with a paper cup in his mouth, and listened to Lin Ge's words.
Song Yuhang rubbed her head repeatedly, kissed her from time to time, and whispered to her other ear who didn't answer the phone.
"Forensic Lin just performed really well."
"I don't need to maintain this face for several months."
She did it on purpose.
He just wanted to avenge her death in the conference room, and at the same time expressed great dissatisfaction with Lin Ge's sudden call to harass them.
Lin Yan was grinding his teeth with hatred, but he was inevitably distracted, and he was inevitably distracted when he answered.
Lin Ge on the other side was silent for three seconds, and then said with a more serious tone, "Are you listening to me?"
Lin Yan pushed Song Yuhang's head away: "Tell me, tell me, I was busy just now..."
Lin Ge took a deep breath, spoke again with a heavy voice, and called her nickname: "Yanyan, let's go home, this may be my mother's last 70th birthday, she... just found out that her cervix cancer."
Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat: "How could-"
Lin Ge's voice couldn't hide the pain: "In the terminal stage, the doctor said that we can only try our best to delay the survival time."
Lin Yan closed his eyes, and no longer wanted to play with Song Yuhang, so he lay on her shoulder and did not move.
"Okay, I see, I'm going home this Friday."
"Okay, then you can be busy."
After Lin Ge finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry as if he was called by a doctor.
Song Yuhang helped her up, seeing that her complexion was not good: "What's wrong?"
Lin Yan said truthfully: "If it wasn't for my aunt, I guess I would never step into the Lin family again in this lifetime."
Song Yuhang squeezed her hand: "It's okay, I'll accompany you."
Lin Yan pulled the corner of her lips slightly, buried her head in her arms again, her eyes were slightly red: "Auntie has always been in good health, how could..."
Song Yuhang stroked her hair repeatedly: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal things for people."
It was good not to mention Lin Ge, but when Lin Ge was mentioned, she vaguely remembered another thing.
Gao Qiang once appeared at Lin Ge's birthday party, does it also mean that there is some kind of connection between them, at least on the surface, the relationship should be good.
Song Yuhang told her this idea, and Lin Yan shook his head: "I'm not protecting my weaknesses, you don't know people in the business field too well, during festivals, especially birthday parties, few people who come are people I know well, Most of them are friends of friends, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses brought by friends, women, looking for money owners on such occasions, and men, hunting for sex and looking for partners on such occasions."
"It doesn't matter whether you're familiar or not. The host probably won't kick these friends out of the venue. The important thing is the connections and friendship. The second is that the venue is beautiful. The more people come, the more face you have."
She and Lin Ge also chatted and talked on the phone every now and then, but they never heard him mention Gao Qiang.
Song Yuhang didn't want to doubt Lin Ge, after all, she was close to her, but the procedure still had to be followed.
"I know… "
Lin Yan stopped her words: "I also know, it's not hard for you, you should check it anyway, just don't ask him to come to the bureau, and don't call him on my aunt's birthday, after all..."
Song Yuhang nodded happily: "Okay, then before that, let's make an appointment to have a meal together."
The two of them have been in the house for a long time, if they don't go out to show their faces, it's time to spread rumors outside again.
Lin Yan got off her body and beat her waist, there was still a little spring in the corners of her eyes and brows, obviously very happy.
"I'm back in the lab."
Song Yuhang helped her get up: "I'll see you off."
"Farewell, you stay here, take me back and let Fang Xin and the others see that it's time to arrange me again."
Song Yuhang smiled: "Why are you so timid now? Didn't you have no fear before?"
Lin Yan raised his head to fasten the buttons of his uniform, but found that a few of them had fallen into unknown places, and the marks on his neck could not be covered at all, so he was a little annoyed: "Give me your coat, I am not afraid of anything Yeah, but I don't want people to poke my spine and say that I'm flattering the leader, Captain Song."
Song Yuhang took off the Spring and Autumn uniform coat from the hanger, put it on her body, and fastened the buttons for her: "When will you really flatter me, that's what I wish for."
While speaking, the landline phone on her desk rang, Song Yuhang walked over to answer it, Lin Yan touched the door, and when she was about to go out, she was stopped again.
Song Yuhang hung up the phone: "There's no need to go back to the lab, come with me to the interrogation room."