Li Zan returned home and when changing his shoes, he saw that the slippers Song Ran had just worn belonged to his father. When she wore it, one of her small feet was covered in it, making her walk clatteringly.
He changed his shoes, threw the keys into the bowl, and entered the house. The lights were on in the room, the dining table and kitchen were clean, and there was still a trace of the aroma of rice in the air.
He leaned into the sofa, raised his head and stared at the sky for a while, then took out his cell phone and called Chen Feng.
…
Early the next morning, Li Zan went to the army.
Arriving downstairs at the military teaching building on time at eight o'clock, Chen Feng stood on the steps waiting for him.
Seeing that his hair was cut short, Chen Feng's eyebrows were raised high and he looked happy, but he didn't say much. He just took a deep breath, patted his shoulder several times, and said, "It's good to come back."
Chen Feng took him into the building, walked to a classroom, and knocked on the door.
It was not yet class time, and there was only a soldier in his thirties or forties inside, writing and drawing on the blackboard with a piece of chalk.
That was Colonel Lin Miao'an, the first person to dispose of bombs in the Jiangcheng Military Region, with great military exploits. Li Zan studied with him for the first two years of his military academy, and later he was transferred to other areas to perform tasks.
Lin Miao'an met Li Zan, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "A-Zan has grown up. He is also more handsome."
"Teacher." Li Zan still used the original title, a little surprised, "I didn't even know you were back."
"It's a coincidence," Chen Feng said, "Old Lin has just been transferred back to Jiangcheng. The army needs to give basic explosion-proof courses to outstanding officers and soldiers, so that a group can be selected for professional training. Old Lin is a master officer and is short of an assistant. I thought about it. If it’s just right, just follow along and take a class to learn more.”
Lin Miao'an asked: "How are your ears now?"
Li Zan understood what he meant and said, "It's no problem to simulate it."
Lin Miao'an: "Can't touch the real thing?"
Li Zan smiled.
Chen Feng said hurriedly: "It's much better now. Old Lin, you don't know that at the beginning, you couldn't even think about it. Just thinking about it made you roll all over the bed in pain."
Lin Miao'an said warmly: "Cooperate well with the military doctors' treatment. Don't be anxious. Take your time. I don't really have any bullets for you here for the time being."
Li Zan nodded: "Yes."
As he was talking, some recruits walked into the classroom. When they saw them, they immediately stood at attention and saluted with a military salute.
Seeing that class was about to start, Chen Feng said to Lin Miao'an: "Then after the formalities are completed, the child will be handed over to you."
Lin Miao'an nodded and said, "My students, I'm here to recycle them."
Chen Feng took Li Zan into the corridor. Seeing that Li Zan had a calm expression and didn't speak, he asked, "You said you didn't want to do a civilian job, but what about this? Are you still not satisfied?"
Li Zan listened and smiled lightly: "I just want to go back to the army to repair the car. It would be better for you to get me such a satisfactory one."
Chen Feng laughed loudly, pointed at him twice, and sighed: "You finally figured it out. I thought you had to give me a year and a half. I contacted Dr. Jackson, and he said he would give it to you for the last time. After the operation, you are recovering well. You will be able to recover physically in half a year, but there is nothing he can do about the tinnitus caused by the psychological trauma. "
Li Zan was silent for a moment, then smiled slowly and said: "I know. The last time I saw him, he told me that there was no more surgery. But at that time..."
He still had ringing in his ears when he was in pain, and he felt there was no help.
Chen Feng hooked his shoulder and led him out, saying: "A-Zan, let the past go by and don't dwell on it in your heart. You are still young, and your days will be long in the future. How many years do you have this ability?" It's a pity to lose what you have learned through hard work. You don't need to tell me what you think. As long as you cooperate with the military doctors and persist in treatment, you will get better. I know you have great ambitions and don't want to switch to a civilian job at a young age. I'll help you with the organizational relationship. You can learn from Lao Lin first, and when you get better and return to the training ground, I'll do my best to help you, but you can't be decadent anymore."
Li Zan listened quietly, with only the flashing eyes revealing the turmoil in his heart. He didn't know if he was unwilling, or he was resentful, or he was determined.
He clenched his jaw and nodded vigorously.
…
A few days later, Li Zan went through a simple resignation procedure at the Baixi Road Police Station.
It was at this time that Zhao Yuanli was detained by the police. The police have found substantial evidence.
However, the news this time did not attract much attention. There are no new revelations, the popularity has faded, and netizens have turned their attention to new events. This made the policemen breathe a sigh of relief.
The work at the police station is also a bit more relaxed. When Li Zan was packing his things that day, everyone was there, gathering and chatting.
He has been on the job for less than a month, but the police officers have a good relationship with him.
Xiao Jia joked: "Just hold Ah Zan and don't let him go back."
Li Zan chuckled lightly and said, "It will be the same if we get together more often in the future."
Xiao Yi said: "A-Zan is a bomb disposal elite. How can he stay in our small place for the rest of his life?"
Xiao Bing sighed: "Hey, I don't know when I will be promoted. The grassroots work is too tiring. Zhao Yuanli will beat me to death just this time."
Everyone sighed and couldn't help but start talking about the case.
Xiao Yi came over and said, "A-Zan, I didn't expect that what your reporter friend wrote was true. We misunderstood her before. Please help us apologize."
Li Zan smiled and said, "Okay. She has a good personality and won't mind."
On the side, Xiao Ding told people: "I heard from a friend of the criminal police that when we went to arrest Zhao Yuanli, he refused to admit it and clamored for an appeal. His relatives were scolding him, saying that the reporter harmed him, and the scolding was very unpleasant, saying There will be retribution, there won’t be a good ending or anything like that.”
Li Zan was packing up his notebook when he heard this and frowned inadvertently.
…
Song Ran's resignation was approved.
The station has been thinking about it for a long time. After all, it is not easy to cultivate a good reporter. However, considering her condition and fearing that her condition would worsen if she continued to stay, the decision was finally approved. The station expressed the hope that she could come back to help as a freelance reporter or special reporter when the TV station needs it in the future.
Song Ran said yes.
This is the best outcome for both parties.
After the resignation was finalized, colleagues in the department gathered together for a farewell party. When Shen Bei heard that she resigned, she also came to the banquet. She does a good job in the entertainment department, and everyone is a little more approachable than before.
Colleagues have had so many meals together, and this is the most relaxing one.
Xiaoqiu had the best relationship with Song Ran, and she was very reluctant to leave. She said, "Ran Ran, if you leave, we will have to think hard about choosing topics in the future."
Liu Yufei smiled: "You guys should also improve your abilities. Who can rely on whom in the workplace for a lifetime?"
Xiaodong shouted: "Old Liu, you are right. Yes, yes, yes, just Ran Ran, we are all freeloaders."
There was no harm in joking, and Song Ran couldn't help but laugh.
Shen Bei peeled the shrimp and said, "However, it would be a pity to resign because of that incident in middle school. You didn't do anything wrong in the first place."
Everyone lamented: "Yes, Ran Ran, why are you resigning? You did nothing wrong."
Song Ran smiled: "I just want to take a break, it has nothing to do with this."
Xiaochun: "However, it is a mystery whether Zhu Yanan suffered psychological violence from Zhao Yuanli. There is no direct evidence."
Xiao Xia: "But Wang Han's matter is certain. Zhao Yuanli is now detained."
Xiao Qiu: "Fortunately, Wang Han stood up, otherwise Ran Ran would have been doomed this time. That kid is still very courageous."
Song Ran nodded casually.
Shen Bei asked: "What are your plans in the future, to go to other TV stations?"
"Song Ran will go to the Imperial City. My mother is there and she should be of great help." Liu Yufei said, "Song Ran's mother is a big shot. I only found out this time when I looked at the files."
"What?" Everyone was curious.
Liu Yufei talked about Ran Yuwei's position.
Everyone was in an uproar.
Shen Bei was also stunned for a moment.
Xiao Qiu exclaimed: "Ran Ran, you are so low-key. I have never heard of you."
Song Ran was a little embarrassed: "That's her job, and it has nothing to do with me. What's there to say?"
Shen Bei said: "If I were you, I would go to the Imperial City to develop."
Xiaodong said: "But Ranran doesn't need to rely on her parents anymore. With her reputation and ability, she can go anywhere."
Song Ran pursed her lips and smiled. She didn't think much about it. She just wanted to eat seriously. The food at this local restaurant today was quite good. While I was just eating, I suddenly remembered the time I went to Li Zan’s house to cook that day.
She couldn't help but be distracted, silently thinking to herself, next time... there might be a chance.
After the meal was over, everyone said goodbye one by one.
Shen Bei passed by Song Ran and suddenly asked: "Li Zan no longer works at the police station, did you know?"
Song Ran said: "I know."
Shen Bei was stunned for a moment and asked, "How did you know?"
Song Ran said, "He told me that."
Shen Bei stopped asking, smiled slightly, and said, "Everything will go well in the future."
Song Ran smiled: "You too."
…
The breeze is cool at night.
After Song Ran waited on the platform for a while, the train arrived.
There were only a few passengers on the bus at night. Song Ran sat in the last row and read the text messages Li Zan sent her.
He said he left his job today.
At this time, I am probably having dinner with my colleagues.
Just as he was watching, his phone rang and a text message came in. It was Wang Han.
Wang Han said that the investigation of the case is almost complete now, and he will not return to his original school. This time, his parents paid enough attention to him and planned to transfer him to another school. Soon, he will go to another city to repeat his senior year of high school. I will study hard in the future and hope to get into a good university in the future.
At the end of the text message, he said: "Sister, after Zhu Yanan jumped off the building, I wanted to jump too. But then, you called me. Thank you."
Song Ran replied to him: "Be good in the future."
Putting down her phone, Song Ran opened the window and looked outside. The night was finally no longer cold.
The bus stopped at Beimen Street Station.
Song Ran got out of the car, took out the flashlight from his bag, and walked towards Qingzhi Lane.
The temperature has warmed up in the past two days, and there is finally a bit of a belated breath of spring, but now it is late at night, and there is still a bit of coolness.
Song Ran's clothes were thin, and she walked deeper into the alley while trembling slightly.
The sound of footsteps hitting the bluestone alley is crisp and messy...
Suddenly, she heard footsteps that did not belong to her.
Song Ran looked back and saw two figures in the darkness not far behind him, wearing hats and walking quickly.
Song Ran has lived in this area for a long time and feels that the two people are unfamiliar. Maybe it was a young man taking a shortcut nearby.
But she still quickened her pace uneasily, almost jogging - the alley was lined with elementary school walls and there were no residents. Green Alley is still far ahead.
But as she ran, the people behind her suddenly speeded up and caught up with her.
Song Ran ran hard, but she couldn't outrun the man. The hood of the coat was quickly pulled by someone. Song Ran was startled, turned off the flashlight, turned back to the person's eyes and quickly pressed the switch twice. The enhanced flashlight light shined through, leaving the other party unprepared and so irritated that he let go and covered his eyes.
The flashlight shone on the fruit knife in the opponent's hand, reflecting a cold light.
"Help!" Song Ran ran forward desperately, and the people behind him chased him again.
Song Ran rushed to the corner and was about to shout with all his strength when he ran into a black shadow. She was so shocked that she lost her voice, thinking that disaster was coming, but she didn't want to throw herself into the arms of someone with a familiar breath in the next second. With one hand, Li Zan caught her who was coming towards her and turned him behind to protect her. He raised his leg and gave a heart-wrenching kick, sending the person coming from the front several meters away. Another man stepped forward with a knife to stab him, but Li Zan gave him a round kick, accurate and hard, knocking the fruit knife out of his hand.
The other party knows that he has met an expert and is afraid that his whereabouts will be exposed, so he chooses a way to escape.
Li Zan went to chase him, but the person behind him grabbed his clothes tightly.
Song Ran grabbed his waist and put her head on his back, making him tremble.
Li Zan paused for a moment, and within this moment of hesitation, the two people quickly ran out of the alley.
He turned his head and looked behind him, his tone still a little serious, and said, "It's okay."
She remained in that position, still trembling slightly, her fingers holding his clothes tightly.
Li Zan stood quietly and let her adjust herself.
After a while, Song Ran slowly regained her composure and let go of him.
Li Zan turned around and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Song Ran was still a little confused and asked, "Why are you here?"
Li Zan was stunned, lowered his head and touched the back of his head, and said: "Zhao Yuanli was arrested. The atmosphere here is not good, there are many gangsters who take money to do things, and there are always cases of journalists being retaliated against..."
He became suspicious and came over to take a look, intending to make sure she was safe at home before leaving. But she has no one at home. Guessing that she would be home late, he simply patrolled the alley near her home.
He said: "I just happened to get off work and stopped by to take a look. I was about to leave, but I didn't expect to bump into it by such a coincidence... "
Song Rancai didn't believe it and said softly: "I'm not a fool."
Li Zan: "..."
She looked up at him, the girl's eyes were dark and clear in the dark night.
Li Zan paused, not knowing what to say next.
He pursed his lips and said, "They didn't succeed this time, so they probably won't come again. However, for safety's sake, it's better not to live here alone. Where are your parents' house?"
Song Ran didn't want to go home, but she was afraid of living alone, so she could only make do with it.
"Over there in the archives," she said.
"I'll take you there."
Song Ran nodded: "Okay."
Li Zan stopped a car on the roadside and told his master to go to the archives.
Song Ran leaned on the back seat, still unable to recover, and said sadly: "I didn't expect that I would be retaliated against."
Li Zan said: "Since you are in this business, you should have heard something about it."
"I've heard of it. But if it doesn't happen to me, it always feels very far away." She stared blankly into the void. The light from the outside of the car window shone on her face, making her cheeks particularly soft and pure.
Li Zan looked at her quietly for a long time and asked softly: "Why are you coming back so late today?"
She came back to her senses and turned to look at him: "Colleagues from the work unit are having dinner and seeing off."
He smiled lightly: "Has your resignation been approved?"
"Well." Song Ran said, inadvertently twisting her shoulders in his direction, feeling a little more energetic, "I will probably become a freelance reporter in the future. But... I haven't told you this idea yet, so I'm just telling you. ”
The smile on Li Zan's lips slowly widened and he said, "I'm honored."
"Thank you also. What you said the other day reminded me that what I am best suited to do is record-keeping. I finally figured it out." Song Ran smiled contentedly and asked, "What about you, I didn't even have time to ask you in the text message. Why left your job?”
"I'm going back to the team." Li Zan said, slowly telling her the whole story, including going back to study, receiving treatment, and waiting to return to his original post.
Song Ran was surprised: "Really?"
"real."
"That's great." She thought to herself and said. As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh, with a big smile on his face.
Li Zan looked at her and asked slowly: "Are you so happy?"
"I'm happy for you." She said sincerely, "Isn't that what you have always wanted to do? How great it would be to go back to study now and slowly wait for recovery."
Yes, how nice.
Li Zan smiled and looked away at the light outside the window. Even the dim street lights looked warm.
The Archives Office is not far away and will arrive soon.
As the taxi entered the family's courtyard, Song Ran tilted her head and looked out the window.
In early March, the trees on both sides of the road had already sprouted new buds. On an early spring night, the air is crisp and the vegetation is growing.
In the flower bed, the winter jasmine flowers have sprouted, and the small bright yellow buds are twisted on the fresh green branches.
Song Ran lay down by the window and said, "The winter jasmine flowers."
Li Zan lowered his shoulders, took a look, and said, "Maybe it will bloom tomorrow."
The taxi parked in the open space in front of Tongzi Tower.
Li Zan asked the master to wait a moment and said he would send her upstairs and then come down. The driver looked very understanding and said with a smile: "Okay, there's no rush."
Song Ran was embarrassed and said, "No need to send me up."
But Li Zan had already got out of the car.
Song Ran pursed her lips and silently walked into the corridor.
The corridors are old and decayed, with debris accumulated and no one taking care of them. There is a stale smell in the air.
The light bulb was also broken, and only the night light from outside filtered in, making it dark.
Although Song Ran didn't ask him to send her off, now that he was walking beside her, she really felt safe and secure in her heart, and even her steps up the stairs unconsciously slowed down.
He put his pockets in, paying attention to the pace of her feet, fearing that she would accidentally miss the mark.
"How long does it take to get back to your home from here?"
"It's not far, more than ten minutes."
"That's good." She walked around the corner, "You should go to bed early when you go back."
"Um."
"Thank you for today..." She stepped onto the stairs and turned to look at him. She lost her footing and suddenly slipped down the steps. He quickly went to help. She threw herself into his arms, her cheek slid across his chin, her body rubbed against his body face to face, and she fell down the first step.
Li Zan froze for a second.
Song Ran's heart was numb, and her whole body was like a match that was instantly lit, or a match mixed with popping candy; her face, body, and heart were numb and numb like exploding sparks.
She trembled slightly and didn't dare to move.
I had been in close contact with him several times, but I had never felt his body so hard as at this moment.
She thought hopelessly that if he did anything to her now, no matter what he did, she would probably just close her eyes and let it go. Perhaps even less promising, she could turn into a soft ball of mud and cling to him.
In the dim light, Li Zan's eyes were dim and deep. He held her firmly, and the friction from the front and a soft and plump touch stuck to his chest, lingering. Fierce fire burned his body like oil.
He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. He helped her stand upright, and when he spoke again, his voice became darker and asked: "Is it not sprained?"
"No." She whispered, shaking her head, her face already on fire.
Too close, they were too close.
She stepped back with one foot and put it on the step, trying to stand up and distance herself.
But the moment her center of gravity moved up, his hand reached behind her waist and gently pulled her down. The next second, she fell into his arms again. He lowered his head, placed his chin against her cheek, and reached behind her with his other hand, holding her in his arms.
Song Ran was completely confused. She raised her head, dazed, and heard his low call in her ears: "Ran Ran..."
"I like you so much."
His warm and moist breath penetrated into her ears, and her whole body trembled like an electric shock.
She closed her eyes gently, even her breathing was trembling.
She tentatively reached out and hugged his waist, feeling a little confused and illusory, but his hot and powerful body was so real. It turns out that this is love, a very deep love. Just a hug makes me feel very happy. I am so happy that my whole body is trembling with sweetness. I am so happy that the countless little joys in my heart are crowded and seem to burst to overflowing.
She was very quiet, as if telling a secret: "Me too."
He suddenly chuckled, feeling somewhat relieved.
He turned his head slightly, his chin brushed her hot cheek, and their lips were close at hand.
Breathing quick, breath blending. She suddenly held her breath and froze, waiting for him to come closer.
He tilted his head slightly, raised his chin, and his lips lightly touched hers. Song Ran trembled and closed her eyes.
Li Zan gently touched her with his lips, very carefully and gently, their breaths intertwined, it was an intimacy and ambiguity that only belonged to each other.
It was a very simple and pure kiss, more like a seal.
After a long time, Li Zan let go of her, and he stared at her with clear eyes.
She was shy and secretly happy, and suddenly she covered her mouth and smiled, revealing a pair of black and white eyes with crooked smiles.
He looked at it, curled his lips and smiled, pulled her hand away, lowered his head and kissed her again.
"Well..." Song Ran shrank his neck in shock.
This time, it was a deep kiss.
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Song Ran walked to the door of her house with a blushing face, rubbed her hot cheeks, and was about to open the door when she thought of something and ran to the railing to look down.
Li Zan has gone downstairs and is walking towards the taxi.
She whispered: "A-Zan."
"Huh?" He raised his head from downstairs.
"Tell me when you get home."
"Okay." He looked up and smiled.
…
After Song Ran washed up, she huddled on the same bed with Song Yang, holding her cell phone and waiting for text messages.
After waiting for a while, the phone rang. It was Li Zan: "I'm home. You should go to bed early."
Song Ran immediately replied: "Okay. Good night."
"good evening."
Song Ran stared at the screen and smiled, then put the phone away with satisfaction.
On the side, Song Yang asked: "What's going on with you? Are you in love?"
"I won't tell you." Song Ran turned over and slept on his side. After a few seconds, he smiled secretly in the darkness and said,
"Yes, we are in love."
"I like him so much."
"I like it so much."