Chen Mingsheng caught the last flight of the day, and the flight time was nearly five hours. When he landed, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.
Chen Mingsheng's mind was in chaos.
While telling himself that it was wrong to do so, he could almost predict how Lao Xu would be furious when he found out what he did, but he couldn't help it.
After getting off the plane and coming out of the airport, the cold wind outside with tiny snowflakes blowing towards my face in an instant. Chen Mingsheng lowered his head, waiting for the strong wind to pass.
When he raised his head again, he realized that it was already so cold here. When he came here, he was only thinking about Yang Zhao, and didn't think too much about other things, let alone the clothes he was wearing. He was still wearing the same early autumn clothes in Kunming, shirts, thin jackets, and a pair of cotton fabrics. trousers.
In the middle of the night, the temperature was exceptionally low.
Chen Mingsheng was panting, and saw the white mist exhaled with his breathing. One benefit of the cold weather was that it calmed his mind a bit.
The wind outside was too strong, so Chen Mingsheng quickly hailed a taxi. At this point, the taxis at the airport are basically on a short-term basis. You don’t use the meter and ask the price directly according to the location.
Chen Mingsheng himself drove a taxi. He knew that the driver charged a much higher price than he should have paid, but he didn't say a word and reported the destination directly.
The cars drove off, and the streets were almost deserted.
Chen Mingsheng took out his mobile phone. He charged half of the tube at Kunming Airport. Now that it is turned on, there are no missed calls or text messages in it.
Chen Mingsheng took a deep breath, leaned on the car seat, and looked out the window.
Under the dim street lights, you can see snowflakes falling. With the wind, a strangely angled track appears.
Chen Mingsheng looked outside calmly, thought for a moment, and finally sent a text message.
The phone call followed.
Old Xu scolded his head and covered his face.
"What are you thinking?! Tell me what the hell are you thinking!? Is this the time for you to mess around—? How can you be so impulsive!?"
"Old Xu..."
"Come back right away!"
Chen Mingsheng looked out the window and said, "I've already arrived, there are no planes today."
Old Xu was quiet for a moment, and then cursed again, "I really want to beat you to death!
Chen Mingsheng said, "I'll go back tomorrow."
Perhaps his voice was too deep and depressed, but finally Old Xu stopped scolding him.
"Has anyone contacted you over there?"
Chen Mingsheng said: "Not yet, I still live in Cuihu alone, and I usually don't want anyone to disturb me at night." After speaking, he said: "I'll go back tomorrow."
Old Xu thought for a moment and said, "If someone calls you tomorrow, just say that you are going to Bai Weiwei's place and are picking out gifts for her."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Okay."
"Specifically, you have to think about it first, and give me all the details."
Chen Mingsheng: "...OK."
silence.
On the phone, Lao Xu didn't speak either. The two listened to each other's breathing for half a minute.
After a while, Old Xu whispered, "Mingsheng, do you miss your girlfriend too much?"
Chen Mingsheng involuntarily clenched the phone tightly and gritted his teeth, trying not to make a sound.
Old Xu knew Chen Mingsheng's temper and his character. If it wasn't for something that really poked his heart, he would never have done such impulsive things.
Old Xu said: "I promise you, after this incident is over, you will go back and marry a wife."
Chen Mingsheng said in a low voice, "Yes."
His hmm, more of an acknowledgment of what Lao Xu said. Because he knew that Old Xu was sincere to him.
Old Xu said, "It will be soon."
Chen Mingsheng looked at the snowflakes falling outside, and said in a daze, "Quick... how fast is it?"
Perhaps such a night can easily bring back memories. Chen Mingsheng said flatly: "Old Xu, how long are you going to do it..."
He heard a slight sound of a lighter on the phone. Old Xu seemed to be lighting a cigarette, and said in a calm tone: "How long? I don't know, I haven't thought about it."
Chen Mingsheng said: "You have been working for almost thirty years."
Old Xu smiled over there, as if he was also shocked by this number. He said, "It's been that long? I haven't even noticed."
Chen Mingsheng was quiet.
Old Xu said: "You ask me to do other things now, and I can't do it either. I think I'll be doing this for the rest of my life."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Then Bai Ji's matter is over."
"It's over?" Old Xu laughed again, and said, "Whether it's over or not, you should know better than me."
Chen Mingsheng lowered his head, speechless.
He really should know.
Old Xu continued over there: "Tell me how many people have been killed during the seven or eight years you have been working. From Ming Kun at the beginning, to Cao Nanshan, to Brother Hu, and now to Bai Ji who you have helped up all the way, Tell me, is there an end?"
There is no shortage of villains in this world.
When Yan Zhengtao taught Chen Mingsheng at the police academy, he said something like this——
"In this world, there is no shortage of villains. No matter how many people you catch and kill, no matter what happened to those people before, there will still be people coming up one after another. Why is this? As for this, why I don't give You have analyzed it, and I said this to tell you that this is good news and bad news. The bad thing is that even if you are exhausted, you will not be able to complete the task. The good thing is that our police will never lose their jobs!"
Chen Mingsheng remembered that after listening to Yan Zhengtao's words, he laughed out loud. The students around him also laughed like him, and even Yan Zhengtao himself laughed.
At that time, Chen Mingsheng didn't notice that Yan Zhengtao's smile was different from theirs.
Now, after so many things, Chen Mingsheng still laughs when recalling Yan Zhengtao's speech. He thought that his smile now should be the same as that of Yan Zhengtao back then.
"Baiji has fallen, and there will be another one." Lao Xu said, "Let me tell you some news, you should have heard that there is a Burmese called 'Hydra', who has been following him frequently since last year. We have set up a line here. We have sent people to watch the news given by the above."
Chen Mingsheng laughed and said, "I hear your tone, you're very excited."
Old Xu chuckled, and said, "We're annoyed to be alone all the time. Baiji has cleaned up, so we can have a change of taste."
Chen Mingsheng said, "You know how to entertain yourself."
Old Xu said: "What is self-entertainment? Let me tell you, I really have fun. Others don't do this, they don't understand. Okay, I won't tell you. You go back to see your girlfriend, and you will be there tomorrow morning." Come back to me."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Okay."
After getting out of the airport, we drove for more than an hour and arrived at the gate of Huaken Golden Seat.
The entire neighborhood, including the streets outside, was deserted.
The gate of the community was closed, and there was no one in the guard's duty room, and the lights were not on. Chen Mingsheng straddled the fence with a cane, his left foot fell on the wet ground, slipped, and he almost fell down.
Chen Mingsheng's hand quickly grasped the fence. The iron sheet on the fence was cold and sharp. When he picked up his hand, a cut was not deep or shallow.
Chen Mingsheng glanced back at the one-meter-high fence, then turned his head, and rubbed his hand on his jacket to wipe away the blood.
Chen Mingsheng walked into the yard on crutches. The street lights were dim, and the snowflakes were falling slowly, as small as rain.
This neighborhood was very quiet, so quiet that Chen Mingsheng's originally nervous heart gradually calmed down.
He came downstairs to Yang Zhao's, and stopped for a long time beside the two cars parked side by side by the unit door.
The two cars are both silver and white. Although the color tone is not exactly the same, such a subtle difference makes the two cars look more harmonious.
Because of the snow, the car body was wet and melted in a confused snow fog, as if it was far away from him.
Chen Mingsheng lowered his head, his left hand hurt a little, it was a wound he had just scratched on the fence at the door. He clenched his palm tightly, and the wound was stretched tightly, but it didn't hurt so much.
Chen Mingsheng looked at the door of the unit. The door of the unit was locked. Chen Mingsheng didn't have a key card. If he wanted to go upstairs, he had to press the intercom at Yang Zhao's house, or he had to wait for someone else to come out.
Can he go
Can he ring her doorbell
Who is in her family now...
Snow has been falling.
It was rare for Xue Miao to get up early in the morning. He came out of the guest room, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, unscrewed it and took a few sips.
He came to the French windows and was pleasantly surprised that the snow had stopped.
"Finally stopped." Xue Miao said, he put the water bottle on the coffee table, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he packed up and came out, Yang Zhao's bedroom was still very quiet.
Xue Miao shook her head with a smile. She slept too late last night. In fact, Yang Zhao hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
Xue Miao didn't want to wake her up, so he got dressed and was ready to go out.
He has already given himself a vacation, a rare vacation, he wants to enjoy life, and the first step in vacation life is to wash the car.
Xue Miao closed the door gently, and then walked to the elevator.
Just as he passed by the stairs, he seemed to see a figure in the corner out of the corner of his eye. Before he could react, his body was pulled aside by a strong force.
Once again, Xue Miao smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
He was pinned against a wall by a man.
Xue Miao raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
"Oh, it's you."
Xue Miao recognized Chen Mingsheng.
Chen Mingsheng looked a little scary at this time, he seemed to have stayed up all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a faint stubble on his chin. He drank alcohol, maybe it was the effect of alcohol, Chen Mingsheng's eyes looked extraordinarily gloomy.
When Xue Miao saw Chen Mingsheng, she was very surprised, and amidst the surprise, she felt an indescribable strangeness.
"What are you doing here?" Xue Miao looked to the side, this is a corridor, in his cognition, no one would just hang around in this kind of place for no reason.
Chen Mingsheng didn't speak, his right hand was holding a cane, and his left hand was tightly clutching Xue Miao's suit. Xue Miao looked down and said, "Or, you can let go of your hand before explaining."
Chen Mingsheng still didn't speak.
Xue Miao's expression changed a little, and he said, "I'll say it one last time, you can let go of your hands first."
"You." Chen Mingsheng finally spoke, his voice was a little deep and hoarse. There was a trace of imperceptible cruelty in the words.
He said to Xue Miao word by word: "You tell me to stay away from her."
Of course Xue Miao understood who the "she" he was referring to was.
So Xue Miao no longer pursued Chen Mingsheng for deforming his clothes. He looked at Chen Mingsheng and said, "Are you a threat or an advice."
Chen Mingsheng seemed to be really drunk, and he repeated what he said just now.
"You give it to me, stay away from her."
Xue Miao sneered, "What position do you use to tell me this?" He looked Chen Mingsheng up and down, and said, "You don't, sir, you don't have the right to ask me."
Chen Mingsheng's eyes were a little confused, he could only see Xue Miao's tall and straight figure, Xue Miao's handsome face, and his hair that had just been washed and not even dried.
The hostility on Chen Mingsheng's body became heavier. His hands, waist, and back were all tensed, as if he was going to use all his strength in the next second.
Of course Xue Miao saw Chen Mingsheng's intentions, but he didn't panic either. He looked to the side and said coldly: "Generally speaking, I would not say such things to others easily." He slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Mingsheng with a slight alienation in his eyes.
"You do not deserve."
Xue Miao thought of Yang Zhao's tired look, her face standing in front of the artificial lake, and her day and night work... Finally, he thought of that painting.
Xue Miao looked at the man in front of him, and suddenly felt a strange anger. He opened his mouth slowly, making sure that every word and every sentence came into Chen Mingsheng's ears clearly.
"You don't deserve to be with her."
Chen Mingsheng stopped.
"Don't understand." Xue Miao raised her two free hands, unbuttoned her cuffs, and said, "Or, you prefer to talk in another way."
Xue Miao narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Chen Mingsheng's hand holding his clothes, then looked at him again, and said, "—a man's way."
After finishing speaking, Xue Miao pushed violently, and Chen Mingsheng fell into the contemplation just now, and he didn't realize it at all. He was pushed directly onto the handrail of the stairs at the back. Immediately afterwards, Xue Miao raised his right hand and punched him with a long punch!
Chen Mingsheng finally came back to his senses, before he had time to block his fist, he turned sideways and dodged it.
But he was standing on the edge of the stairs, and his crutches had nowhere to go, so he had to stick to the next step. As a result, his body on the right side became shorter.
He bought a lot of beer at the 24-hour convenience store last night, and sat in the doorway of the unit downstairs in Yang Zhao, drinking one can after another.
In fact, according to his original drinking capacity, he would not be drunk. But his heart was in a panic, and he didn't rest all day and night, and after drinking a few cans of beer, he was a little dizzy.
This morning, he followed an old man who went out to exercise and entered the building.
When he saw Xue Miao coming out of Yang Zhao's house, he really couldn't help it.
But in his current physical condition, he couldn't bear such a fight.
Moreover, Xue Miao is not a fool, and it can even be said that his skills are quite good. He has practiced boxing in the United States, and he will go to the gym whenever he is free. In addition, he is tall, so his fists are really hard.
Chen Mingsheng was dizzy and couldn't escape the next punch. His crutches were tilted and he fell down the stairs.
Xue Miao loosened her collar, went downstairs, and came to Chen Mingsheng's side.
He whispered in Chen Mingsheng's ear: "I have known her since she was a student. She has never been like that, and she should never be like that. Whether you, me, or anyone else, No such qualifications. Sir..." Xue Miao stood up and finally said:
"The one who should stay away from her is you."