Hearing Ji Sheng's voice, Wen breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to open the door.
Ji Sheng stood at the door, holding a thermos in his hand, and said with a smile, "Daddy asked me to bring you and my cousin some seafood porridge."
With that said, he walked into the room and asked while changing his shoes, "Where's my cousin?"
Wen Qing said truthfully: "Still working."
Ji Sheng blinked and turned to look at him: "Why doesn't my brother work with my cousin today?"
"Because..." Wen lightly paused, and swallowed back the words that the murderer was caught. Yang Fan has not been judged as the murderer yet, so he changed his words, "I'll be back first if there's nothing else to do."
Ji Sheng nodded, and put the thermos on the dining table.
He rested his chin on one hand and looked at Wen Qing: "Brother, come and eat."
Wen Qing was frightened by Ji Sheng's knock on the door just now, and now she still has lingering fears, she doesn't want to eat at all, she just wants to drink some water.
He pursed his lips and said, "I don't have any appetite right now."
"Let's eat it tomorrow."
He was frightened by Ji Sheng's knock on the door just now,
"No, it won't taste good tomorrow." Saying that, Ji Sheng walked into the kitchen and took out a bowl and spoon.
He poured out a bowl of porridge, pushed it in front of Wen Qing, and persuaded: "Brother, eat quickly, eat while it's hot."
Wen Qing had no choice but to sit down and drink porridge.
Ji Sheng looked at Wen Qing with his chin in one hand, tapped on the table with the other hand, and said casually: "I was still worried that my little dad cooked too little, and it was only enough for one person."
"It looks just right now, anyway, it's just my brother alone."
Wen Qing's hand holding the spoon paused, listening to Ji Sheng's words, it seemed that Xia Yansi knew that he was alone at home.
After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come to deliver porridge all of a sudden?"
"I don't know either," Ji Sheng blinked, "Anyway, my dad was already cooking porridge when I got home from school."
"He asked me to come up to see if you are at home, just have a late-night snack at home, and forget it if you are not."
Wen Qing lowered her eyes and drank the porridge silently, thinking to herself, Xia Yansi always likes to cook, so it's normal to have a sudden whim to make some porridge.
The seafood porridge was dense and smooth, Wen Qing finished the whole bowl of porridge before he knew it.
The stomach was hot, and Wen Qing blinked, feeling a little drowsy.
Ji Sheng looked into his eyes and suddenly asked, "Brother, can I play a game?"
Wen Qing glanced at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Facing the expectant eyes of last season, he couldn't say anything to refuse, so he could only say, "I can only play for a while."
Ji Sheng bent his lips: "I'll just play."
Ten minutes later, after Wen Qing took a shower, Ji Sheng was still playing games.
Wen Qing's mind was heavy and she was sleepy.
He stood at the door of the bedroom, yawned, and said vaguely to Ji Sheng, "I'm going to bed."
"You go to bed early, too."
Ji Sheng put down the game console, raised his eyelids, looked at Wen Qing's flushed skin and the moisture in his eyes, and said slowly, "Brother, can I sleep with you?"
Wen Qing was so sleepy that he felt that he could fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
Didn't say anything to Ji Sheng, nodded, and said sleepily: "Tell your dad and dad, I'll go to bed first."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and climbed into bed. He didn't even close the bedroom door, and the night light by the bed was still on.
Ji Sheng sat on the sofa, waited quietly for five minutes, got up and walked to the bedroom.
He closed the door and said slowly, "Brother, I'm going to bed first."
Wen Qing had already fallen asleep. He frowned when he heard the vague voice in his ear, and got into the quilt, buried his head, trying to isolate the sound from the outside world.
Ji Sheng took off his shoes and slept on the other side of the bed.
He lowered his eyes and straightened the pillow, and looked sideways at Wen Qing who only showed a little hair.
After watching for a while, Ji Sheng pulled his quilt down, revealing most of his face.
Wen gently closed his eyes, his cheeks were stuffy white and rosy, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.
Ji Sheng leaned against him and hugged him sideways.
He lowered his head, buried it on Wen Qing's shoulder and neck, took a deep breath, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.
"Brother, you smell so good."
Wen Qing vaguely felt that his body was trapped, he frowned slightly, and murmured softly.
Ji Sheng hooked the edge of his trousers with his left hand, and slowly pulled them down.
He leaned against Wen Qing's back, rested his chin on Wen Qing's shoulder, and pulled her into his arms.
Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang, and the volume seemed to be turned up to the maximum, which was a bit deafening.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled in her sleep, and she said something vaguely.
Ji Sheng glanced at the caller ID.
It's Xingxuan's WeChat video.
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he picked up the phone.
Ji Sheng tilted his head and looked at Xing Ze's face reflected on the screen, blinked, and said in a low voice, "Cousin, what's the matter?"
Seeing that it was Ji Sheng, Xing Ze frowned: "Why is it you?"
"Wen Qing?"
"He's asleep." Saying that, Ji Sheng pointed the camera at Wen Qing's face.
Seeing that Wen Qing was sleeping soundly, Xing Ze breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned: "Are you sleeping on the same bed?"
"Yes," Ji Sheng nodded, and said softly, "Brother agrees that I will stay and sleep."
Xing Ze's expression changed.
He knew that it was impossible for Wen Qing to sleep in the same bed as Ji Sheng.
After all, he hadn't even slept together.
Wen Qing has already fallen asleep, Xing Zao is not good enough to wake Wen Qing up, so he can only say to Ji Sheng in a calm voice: "You go to sleep in my room, don't affect Wen Qing's rest."
"No," Ji Sheng immediately refused, with eyebrows and eyes bent, sticking to Wen Qing's body, and whispered, "Cousin, brother's body is cool and very comfortable."
Xing Xuan's expression turned even worse.
Ji Sheng looked at him innocently: "Cousin, what's wrong?"
Xing Ze gritted his teeth: "It's nothing."
Ji Sheng held Wen Qing's arm and whispered, "Cousin, aren't you busy?"
"I'll hang up the phone first."
Xing Ze has no expression on his face: "Don't hang up."
"When I'm not here, Wen Qing will have nightmares."
"Really." Ji Sheng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes concealing the emotion in his eyes.
He moved his right hand down, twirling his fingertips on Wen Qing's body, stroking gently with his fingernails.
"Well… "
Suddenly, Wen gently opened his lips and let out a soft gasp.
Xing Ze looked startled.
The voice sounded a little sticky and very attractive.
His throat moved slightly, looking at Wen Qing with red lips and white teeth on the screen, he couldn't look away.
After a while, Wen Qing seemed to be whispering something.
"No… "
"Well… "
Xing Xuan's expression became more and more unnatural, and he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with him?"
Ji Sheng lowered his voice and said, "Cousin, brother seems to be dreaming again."
"Shh, don't talk any more, or you'll wake up my brother."
"Just look at it."
Xing Ze looked at Wen Qing, his eyes were closed, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, with an expression that seemed uncomfortable but also joyful.
Slightly panting breaths, forbearing low moans.
Xing Ze couldn't control his imagination.
He pursed his lips tightly and said to Ji Sheng: "I'm done with my work, I'll be right back."
"Go to sleep next door, don't affect his rest."
The movement of Ji Sheng's right hand paused slightly, and he curled his lips: "Okay."
After the words fell, Wen Qing raised her head, her lips were parted, revealing a little tip of her tongue, her eyelashes were wet with tears, drooping lazily.
Ji Sheng lifted the quilt, stared at the wet palm with lowered eyes, and bent his lips where the camera couldn't see it.
He lowered his head slowly and sniffed the palm of his hand.
"Good night."
****
The next morning, when Wen Qing woke up, her head was a little groggy, and her body was very tired, as if she didn't sleep last night.
After washing up, he walked slowly to the living room.
I didn't see Ji Sheng, but I saw Xing Ze.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, a little surprised: "When did you come back?"
Xing Ze had two dark circles under his eyes: "Last night."
Wen Qing nodded, and asked again: "Didn't you say you're going to stay overnight?"
Xing Ze handed him soy milk and steamed stuffed buns, and explained: "Yang Fan's lawyer will come soon, he should have made preparations long ago, and refused to say anything, only that the last time he saw his ex-wife was after the divorce half a year ago. Nothing is known about what happened after that."
"There are professional people in charge of torture. I'll come back and rest for a while, and I'll be busy today."
Wen Qing responded, and glanced around, but didn't see Ji Sheng, so he asked, "Where's Ji Sheng?"
Xing Xuan: "Go to school."
Wen lightly groaned and lowered his head to eat the buns.
Xing Ze looked down at him, Wen Qing was eating very well, with his mouth closed and his cheeks bulging slightly.
Xing Ze's gaze slowly shifted from his cheeks to his bright red lips, and the scene of last night reappeared in his mind.
He hesitated for a while, then slowly asked: "Did you have a nightmare last night?"
Wen paused and nodded
Xing Ze asked nonchalantly: "What nightmare did you have?"
Wen chewed the bun lightly, thinking, it's the same as before.
beast...
Only this time it was not bitten, but touched.
Also, when he woke up this morning, his body was clean.
Wen Qing was embarrassed to tell Xing Ze the specific content, and said vaguely: "It's almost the same as before. I dreamed of a monster."
Xing Zuo didn't ask about the dream, but said: "I played a video for you last night, and you fell asleep, so Ji Sheng took the call."
Wen Qing was taken aback, did Ji Sheng pick it up
He asked blankly: "I didn't hear it, did the bell disturb him?"
Xing Ze pursed his lips, seeing that Wen Qing didn't know anything, he frowned slightly: "He's sleeping on your bed."
"Huh?" Wen Qing was stunned.
Xing Ze pursed his lips tightly: "You don't know?"
Wen shook his head lightly and explained, "He just said he wanted to stay and sleep."
"I was so sleepy that I fell asleep straight away when I went to bed."
He really didn't expect Ji Sheng to sleep on his bed, obviously there are other rooms.
"He might be..." Wen paused lightly, but didn't say the rest of the sentence.
Xing Zao asked: "What could it be?"
"Misunderstood," Wen Qing looked up at Xing Ze, and said slowly, "It's the same as you were at that time."
Xingxuan: "..."
Wen Qing looked up at him, and couldn't help but sigh: "You are really a family."
Xingxuan: "..."
*****
After breakfast, Wen Qing followed Xing Ze to the 13th floor of Building 1, where Yang Fan lived.
A cordon was drawn at the door, and several police officers wearing gloves rummaged through the house.
Wen Qing obediently stood outside the cordon waiting for the execution, surrounded by uniformed policemen, he felt an unprecedented sense of security.
Xing Xuan went in and turned around, and came out soon.
Wen Qing looked at his slightly frowning brows, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Xing Ze said with a sullen face: "On the 13th floor, you can only see your balcony and a remote corner of the living room."
"Can't see anywhere else."
When Yang Fan was at home, it was impossible to know Wen Qing's whereabouts clearly.
Wen Qing was startled: "Then isn't he the murderer?"
Xing Xuan shook his head: "I'm not sure."
"Li Fei's consumption record was only half a year ago, and the last time she was shopping at a mall in Wenzhou City, she should have been killed half a year ago."
"Yang Fan had quarreled with her and divorced. He is currently the only one who has a motive for committing the crime. He is the most suspected."
A few hours later, Xiao Chen took off his gloves and shook his head at Xing Ze: "There is nothing."
"Xiao Zhang told me that neither the school office nor the store under Yang Fan's name."
Xing Ze glanced at the time, frowned and said, "There are still six hours left."
The inquiry and verification cannot exceed 24 hours, and they locked Yang Fan for 24 hours at most.
Xiao Chen said cautiously: "Yang Fan's friends haven't been found yet, and there are too many friends who have a good relationship with him."
Six hours doesn't work at all.
Xing Ze sighed: "Check first."
"After Yang Fan went out, find someone to watch him."
At nine o'clock in the evening, Yang Fan was released from the police station.
Before leaving, he specially greeted Xing Ze.
Yang Fan smiled, as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Goodbye, criminal police officer."
Xing Ze kept a cold face and said nothing.
Yang Fan glanced at Wen Qing who was standing behind Xing Ze, and said, "Interpol officer, are you off work?"
"If you're on the way, can you give me a ride?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, looking at Yang Fan's indifferent appearance, she thought to herself, this mental state is really good, and she dared to ask for a ride.
Xing Ze spit out two words coldly: "No."
Yang Fan smiled: "Alright then."
Xing Ze didn't need to do things like search and interrogation himself. Not long after, Wen Qingbian and Xing Ze got off work together.
Walking into the community, Wen Qing saw Yang Fan standing under the streetlight at a glance.
He was wearing yesterday's clothes, holding two cans in his hand, and looked like he was going to feed the cat, and there were residents of the community standing beside him.
Uncle Security, Grandma Zhang and her granddaughter are all familiar people in the community.
"It's fine, it's fine."
"It is impossible for the people's police to wrong a good person."
"I hope the murderer can be caught quickly. Teacher Yang really suffered."
"This murderer is too perverted. He actually fed cats and ate human flesh."
"Shouldn't all the people who feed the cat be suspected of being the murderer? Hey, will it be Dr. Ji's turn next?"
…
Wen Qing paused, and found that Ji Prison was also standing in the crowd.
It's hard to notice him because of his position at the back.
Ji Prison smiled, as if he had said something.
Because other people's voices were too loud, Wen Qing couldn't hear him clearly.
Wen Qing looked at Ji Yu from a distance, and saw Ji Yu and Yang Fan standing together for the first time.
He suddenly felt that the smiles on their faces were similar.
But Ji Prison's smile is more perfect, more harmless to humans and animals, compared to that of Yang Fan's, it seems a bit clumsy.
Wen Qing looked at them directly, thinking, if there must be a murderer between Ji Yu and Yang Fan.
He would definitely guess it was Ji Prison.
Suddenly, Ji Prison raised his eyelids and looked straight at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, he was caught.
Ji Yu looked at him indifferently, without saying anything, but Wen Qing inexplicably saw a sentence in his eyes.
[You are doubting me again.]
Wen Qing hastily withdrew her gaze, not daring to look directly at Ji Prison.
He lowered his head and couldn't help but ask the system in his heart: [Is it a little abnormal for me to behave like this?]
Why do you always doubt Ji Prison
Is it really because of Ji Yu's psychological shadow
001 said indifferently: [Normal.]
Hearing this answer, Wen Qing doubted herself even more.
001:? ?
After a moment of silence, he spoke again: [In my opinion, you are normal.]
Wen Qing whispered: [You are not human.]