Chen Mingsheng smoked all the cigarettes on his body in that small hotel before stopping.
He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed up Yang Zhao's number, and gently stroked the word Yang Zhao with his thumb.
There was a lot of traffic outside the window, people rushing to the bus station, and those rushing to leave the bus station formed a noisy convection, while Chen Mingsheng stood in the room, but felt the surroundings were so quiet.
Almost drowned him.
There were voices coming and going from the phone, and Chen Mingsheng paused before realizing that he had pressed the dial button unintentionally.
Yang Zhao's voice was calm, and she said, "Chen Mingsheng?"
Chen Mingsheng held the phone tightly and listened to her voice.
Yang Zhao didn't hear the voice for a long time, so he asked, "Is it you?"
Chen Mingsheng suppressed the churning in his heart, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."
Yang Zhao said, "What's wrong?"
Chen Mingsheng didn't know what to say, Yang Zhao waited for a while, then said, "Are you off work?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "It's off work."
Yang Zhao said, "Have you eaten yet?"
Chen Mingsheng didn't eat, but he still said, "Eat."
Yang Zhao said, "Then where are you at home now?"
Chen Mingsheng said: "... yes."
Yang Zhao chuckled lightly and said, "Then why didn't you open the door for me?"
Chen Mingsheng was startled, he straightened up from the wall, Yang Zhao said, "Where is it?"
Chen Mingsheng was flustered, "I'm here, rushing home."
Yang Zhao said, "Press the horn and I'll listen."
Chen Mingsheng walked out on crutches, "...Yang Zhao."
Yang Zhao said, "Don't panic, I lied to you too, I'm not at your door."
Chen Mingsheng's footsteps stopped slowly, and his hand holding the crutch was almost white.
Yang Zhao said, "Chen Mingsheng, I'll be at your house in ten minutes. If you don't come back, tell me, and I'll go back now."
"I'll go back!" Chen Mingsheng said immediately, "I'll go back soon, don't go."
The phone was silent for a while, and Yang Zhao said, "Okay."
Chen Mingsheng almost jumped straight down the narrow stairs. He quickly returned to his car, and then drove home.
When he was inside the community, he saw Yang Zhao's car at a glance. Yang Zhao was standing outside the car smoking a cigarette, looking at the old man who was playing chess.
But she soon noticed that Chen Mingsheng was back, and she turned her head to watch the red taxi slowly approaching.
Chen Mingsheng parked the car and got out of the car with a cane. Yang Zhao looked at him, took a puff of cigarette, and said with a smile, "Chen Mingsheng, I'm here to find you."
Chen Mingsheng's breathing was a little short, Yang Zhao tilted his head, his eyes were half a smile, and he said, "Where did you go?"
She is an extremely smart woman, and with just a few words, she can find out whether Chen Mingsheng is lying or not. But she has a unique way of dealing with things. Chen Mingsheng lied, but she didn't seem to care. Asking this question is more like a joke than asking the bottom line.
Chen Mingsheng didn't answer, he walked all the way in front of Yang Zhao with his crutches on his back, and in Yang Zhao's surprised eyes, he hugged her tightly.
Arms clasped, crutches fell to the side.
Yang Zhao obviously did not expect Chen Mingsheng to act like this. She was startled for a moment, then laughed and said, "Slow down, I haven't pinched my cigarette yet, be careful not to burn you."
Chen Mingsheng muffled, "Yang Zhao..."
Yang Zhao said, "What's the matter." She took her right hand away a little, and hugged him with her left hand, and said, "Don't be foolish, go upstairs."
Back at Chen Mingsheng's house, Yang Zhao took off his coat and hung it at the door. When they entered the bedroom, Chen Mingsheng sat on the bed and looked at Yang Zhao without changing his clothes.
Yang Zhao took the bag and said, "Change and take a shower."
Chen Mingsheng didn't move.
After Yang Zhao packed up her things, she saw that Chen Mingsheng still looked the same. She walked up to him, touched his face, and said, "Tired?"
When Yang Zhao saw Chen Mingsheng, he was always accurate. Every time he stays in bed and can't get up, she can tell whether he is lazy or tired.
Yang Zhao stood in front of Chen Mingsheng, hugged his head gently, and said, "Go to bed early when you're tired." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "However, I have to go back to work early tomorrow morning. Are you sure you want to waste your time?"
There was a faint scent of perfume on her body, mixed with the unique aroma of her body, surrounding Chen Mingsheng. She spoke in his ear, her voice provocative and seductive.
Chen Mingsheng raised his head and saw Yang Zhao's smiling eyes.
He grabbed her hand violently and pulled her onto the bed.
Yang Zhao didn't hide or guard, and lay down on the ground. She looked at Chen Mingsheng who was pressing on her, and said, "You must take a bath next time."
Chen Mingsheng bowed his head to kiss her, and Yang Zhao smelled a stronger smell of tobacco than usual.
She didn't know what happened to Chen Mingsheng. She attributed all the exhaustion and silence in the days after his return to confusion and anxiety about the upcoming marriage.
So she was silent too.
She hoped to face him with the most ordinary attitude, and let him forget about unnecessary troubles as much as possible.
Chen Mingsheng kissed her almost frantically, rubbed her, his hand slipped under Yang Zhao's body, and touched her body like a dragonfly.
She raised her hand and took off Chen Mingsheng's clothes. Chen Mingsheng's neat body was exposed, and Yang Zhao was a little forgetful watching it. Her hand rubbed Chen Mingsheng's chest lightly, if there was nothing there, Chen Mingsheng's body became more and more hard because of this slight touch.
Chen Mingsheng let out a low voice, bent down, and rubbed up and down under Yang Zhao's body. Yang Zhao felt his body was so hot that he even felt pain in the place where he rubbed.
Yang Zhao hugged Chen Mingsheng and said softly, "Come."
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The next day, Yang Zhao really left very early.
Although she works from home, she has a very busy work schedule. Yang Zhao is a person who is very strict with time, and she will not be distracted by anything about her work plan.
Chen Mingsheng lay on the bed and watched her get dressed.
Before Yang Zhao left, he came to the bedside and kissed him, saying, "Don't work too hard, pay attention to your body."
Chen Mingsheng nodded, and Yang Zhao said, "Did you hear that?"
Chen Mingsheng didn't answer, he took Yang Zhao's hand, Yang Zhao's feet were unsteady, and he lay on top of Chen Mingsheng.
"Chen Mingsheng, what are you doing?"
"What kind of ring do you like?"
When Chen Mingsheng asked, Yang Zhao was stunned.
"What?"
Chen Mingsheng said lightly, "What kind of ring do you like?"
Yang Zhao looked up at him and said, "Ring?" She thought for a while and said, "You want to buy a ring?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "Yes."
Yang Zhao smiled and said, "No, I don't want a ring."
Chen Mingsheng said, "What do you like?"
Yang Zhao looked into Chen Mingsheng's eyes, sat up slowly, and said, "Chen Mingsheng, what I said is true. I have several diamond rings, but I don't like them very much." She touched Chen Mingsheng's face and said, "I'll go I'll see you later."
After Yang Zhao left, Chen Mingsheng lay down on the bed for a while.
In fact, Yang Zhao didn't lie, and she didn't shirk, she didn't like diamond rings, or she didn't like diamonds at all. Diamonds were too modern, too ostentatious for her profession.
Yang Zhao prefers simple, aging, and story-heavy things.
But Chen Mingsheng didn't think so.
In his eyes, Yang Zhao's brief refusal was more like a kind of caring for him, a kind of helpless compromise.
Chen Mingsheng put his hand on his forehead.
He didn't want Yang Zhao to be like this. He didn't want her to give up many things she should have enjoyed just to be with him.
The phone rang, and Chen Mingsheng picked it up.
"Mingsheng, it's me."
"Old Xu."
Lao Xu paused on the phone for a while, seemed to sigh, and said, "Yesterday's old place, come over after you have a meal."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Okay."
Chen Mingsheng put down the phone, got up from the bed, washed up briefly, got dressed, and went out.
At the breakfast stand at the door, he bought a bowl of soy milk and a few fried dough sticks.
After eating, drive straight to the bus station.
Old Xu and Wen Lei had been waiting for a while. When Chen Mingsheng opened the door and entered, they were squatting on the edge of the bed eating lunch. Seeing Chen Mingsheng coming in, Old Xu stretched out his hand to greet him.
"Come here, over here."
Chen Mingsheng went over and sat down on a broken chair opposite the bed.
Lao Xu lifted the lunch box and looked at him, "Do you still want to eat?"
Chen Mingsheng took out a cigarette and shook his head, "No, I've eaten it."
Lao Xu took the boxed lunch back and continued eating by himself.
Chen Mingsheng saw that his eyes were turning black and his hair was sticky and greasy. He took a puff of cigarette and said, "Didn't you sleep last night?"
"I'll sleep with you, grandma." Old Xu raised his head from the lunch box, still biting half of a carrot in his mouth, and glared at Chen Mingsheng.
Chen Mingsheng sneered, and said in a low voice: "Go down and talk to my grandma in the future, maybe there will be a chance."
Old Xu lifted his foot and put it on Chen Mingsheng's shoe.
Chen Mingsheng was sitting and smoking, while Old Xu took a mouthful of rice and said, "Mingsheng..."
Chen Mingsheng hummed.
Old Xu whispered, "Get ready."
Chen Mingsheng lowered his head, looked at the smoke in his hand, there was no wind in the room, the smoke was pinched into a line, straight up, and then dispersed.
Chen Mingsheng raised his eyes in the gloomy sight, saw Lao Xu's pale hair, saw the cheap lunch box in his hand, and saw his decayed face. The sentence "I don't want to do it" can't be said.
Old Xu raised his head, looked at Chen Mingsheng, gritted his teeth, and said, "Chen Mingsheng, I know you don't want to go back, and I don't want you to go back, but there's really nothing I can do now. Since the day before yesterday, your previous mobile phone number has been Being dialed, Mingsheng, Bai Ji knows you are not dead, so he will definitely come looking for you. And—”
When Lao Xu said this, he paused, and Chen Mingsheng saw that his eye sockets were a little red.
"Captain Yan is dead, and all the previous plans have been cancelled. You have to scare the snake away. Now Bai Ji is very strict with his subordinates, and ordinary informants are useless at all. Mingsheng..." Old Xu raised his eyes, looked at Chen Mingsheng, and said, " There are not many people he can trust now, if you are willing to go back, he—"
"Old Xu." Chen Mingsheng interrupted him. He stubbed out a cigarette, lit another, and said, "Is sister-in-law settled?"
Old Xu paused, and then said in a low voice, "Captain Yan and his wife have already left."
Chen Mingsheng looked at him, Lao Xu put down the lunch box, wiped his mouth, and said, "Who wants to be a widow like this, he didn't say anything because he was afraid you would worry. His wife left with the child."
Chen Mingsheng lowered his head and did not speak.
"Actually..." Lao Xu sat on the bed and lit a cigarette. "It's good to leave, so as not to be sad."
Chen Mingsheng slowly closed his eyes.
Yan Zhengtao was Chen Mingsheng's instructor at the police academy and the anti-drug brigade he brought Chen Mingsheng to. Fast forward more than ten years, he can still clearly remember Yan Zhengtao's face, and the expression when he scolded him.
Chen Mingsheng had only participated in one arrest operation with him, and he was just a boy at that time. He remembered that Yan Zhengtao dragged him back by the neck at the door of the criminal's hiding place.
At that time, Yan Zhengtao said impatiently—the boy’s hair hasn’t even grown yet, has he ever been in a relationship, what are you pushing forward for
He was very dissatisfied at the time, why did he have to be in a relationship to come forward.
He also remembered that Yan Zhengtao had a particularly violent temper. Chen Mingsheng had smashed two mobile phones because they were all turned off. At that time, the rules in the team were like this. Once Yan Zhengtao found out that the mobile phone was turned off, no matter how expensive the mobile phone was, it would be smashed on the spot.
But Yan Zhengtao loved his wife very much, and Chen Mingsheng knew it. Once he was in his wallet and saw a picture of his wife. To be honest, that girl is average, fat, and has a bad face, but Yan Zhengtao just likes it. Chen Mingsheng often took out his wallet to look at him when he was free.
But now, everything is gone.
That sentence he didn't want to do, Chen Mingsheng swallowed it in his heart.
Many times, many people feel that it is not easy for them. In fact, think about it the other way around, who is easy. If you don't want to do it, who wants to do it.
There are still a few remaining teams from that year.
Chen Mingsheng looked at Lao Xu and then at Wen Lei. They all look so ordinary, so ordinary.
But how many ordinary people are there in this world, they are suffering the pain and pressure that seem not to be borne by "ordinary".
Occasionally thinking of these pains, they will also be dissatisfied and angry.
But when they really care about fairness and gains and losses, they will take a puff of cigarettes like now, and then whisper: "Forget it, I have been here for so many years anyway..."
Ever since Chen Mingsheng entered the room, Wen Lei had been standing aside. Chen Mingsheng could tell that he had a lot to say.
There are many things I want to say, but there is no use in saying them.
Chen Mingsheng gave him a comforting smile.
Wen Lei frowned and said, "Brother Sheng..."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Have you fallen in love?"
Wen Lei shook his head, "No."
Chen Mingsheng took a puff of cigarette and said, "Don't rush forward if you're not in love."
Wen Lei looked embarrassed, Chen Mingsheng and Lao Xu laughed like two old fried sticks.
Chen Mingsheng flicked his cigarette and said to Wen Lei, "Wen Lei, go out first."
Wen Lei was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Lao Xu, who was smoking a cigarette without even looking at him. Wen Lei took one last look at Chen Mingsheng and left the room.
After the door was closed, Chen Mingsheng said, "I'll go back."
Old Xu didn't speak.
"But I have one condition."
Old Xu didn't raise his head, "Say."
With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen Mingsheng said flatly, "This time, I will keep the money I got from inside."
Old Xu looked up at him, "You want money from drug dealers?"
Chen Mingsheng didn't speak.
Old Xu looked at him, suddenly smiled, and said, "Did you fall in love?"
Chen Mingsheng glanced at him, and Lao Xu said, "I heard what Lao Wang said."
Chen Mingsheng put down his cigarette, and Lao Xu said, "It's probably a few days, you should take a good rest and adjust your condition." After he finished speaking, he stood up and patted Chen Mingsheng on the shoulder.
After taking the last shot, his hand hadn't been raised yet. He shook it vigorously, then took a few breaths and said, "Don't worry, with Bai Weiwei here, you shouldn't have anything to do. When the finishing work is done, Even if I try my best, I will let you come back to marry a wife."
Chen Mingsheng glanced sideways at the hand, snorted, and said, "Why don't you be so solemn, how can I answer the conversation?"
"Stinky boy." Old Xu patted him on the head and left.
Chen Mingsheng snuffed out the cigarette, and slowly blew out the last puff of smoke in his mouth.
The author has something to say: Just a few words, before writing this article, I didn’t expect so many people to read it, because I think the article is relatively unpopular, and the hero and heroine are not very attractive. I usually write articles from H, since so many people read it now, and many people are asking about the ending, so I think I should tell you responsibly.
The ending of this article has already been written, it is indeed not HE in the usual sense, and the ending will not change, because the meaning of my writing it is not the love that makes everyone happy.
In fact, I didn't want to say more about this, but after all, everyone has spent money. If there are really students who don't read HE, I feel that I have an obligation to give you a vaccination. Let's meet for the next book.
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