After a long silence, Song Hui finally made an incredible voice: "...who? Who do you like?"
"Song Hui," Bu Chonghua called her by her first name and last name, and said, "You didn't like studying since you were young. At that time, your father was promoted and your mother was in the third shift in the hospital, and the time I can take care of you is limited. So your grades along the way are not good. If it weren’t for Uncle Song’s merits to give you priority admission, you wouldn’t even have to go to the police academy. Uncle Song could not be able to reach the police academy for four years, and I was afraid that you would not be able to graduate. Brother stalks, one subject and one subject are supervised by the teacher. I know how good your grade point is. Now I am looking for a relationship to ask your classmates to send you to the customs for the internship, but you came to the Criminal Investigation Detachment without saying a word. Do you know how many people are working hard behind your back for every one of your willful acts?"
"Uncle Song is in this position where the tree attracts the wind, not to mention frightening at every step, but at least as if walking on thin ice. He doesn't expect you and your brother to shine on the lintel, and at least he must be able to protect himself. No matter how muddled you are, your father can still be there. How many years have been in this position? After he retires, who will cover you, who will pave the way for you, who will clean up the trouble for you?"
Song Hui bit her trembling lips and squeezed out a voice like a mosquito: "I'm not that useless either..."
"It's time to grow up, Song Hui." Bu Chonghua said lightly, "You don't like me, your feelings have nothing to do with the love of men and women. You just instinctively want to find someone who is older and more reliable than yourself, so you can rest assured. Just keep on being a little girl who doesn't care about anything."
Song Hui's mind was confused, is this really the case?
Isn’t it true that the likes that keep on talking?
"Happy birthday, little sister." Bu Chonghua raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said briefly: "I'm leaving now."
Bu Chonghua turned and walked out of the box, only to hear the jingle behind her, Song Hui staggered after two steps: "Wait, wait! Do you really always treat me as a little girl? Why did you never You haven’t liked me before, just like a little bit?"
She was crying in the last few words.
Bu Chonghua's straight and sturdy shoulder line fell slightly, as if he sighed long, and looked back at Song Hui intricately:
"Maybe because when you were a kid, I changed your diapers too many times."
Song Hui: "............"
Song Hui stood there, her expression struck by lightning.
Bu Chonghua turned and walked out of the box, ignoring the hurriedly rushing restaurant foreman, strode out of the crystal gate, crossed the crowded streets during rush hours, got into the off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road, and wiped his face vigorously. Lean on the seat.
——Why have you never liked me?
Song Hui's doubtful and aggrieved voice echoed in his ears, gradually becoming a question that became louder and harder to ignore in his own heart.
Bu Chonghua opened his eyes, grabbed the phone, and suddenly an uncontrollable impulse rose.
Do you really always treat me like a brother?
Do you really feel nothing at all?
"Hey, duty room." Bu Chonghua dialed the branch phone, and no one could hear his voice condensed and tense: "Our detachment Wu Yu is on the night shift tonight. Is he still in the bureau?"
"Hey Bu Detachment!" The opposite of the call was unexpectedly Liao Gang, "Ah no, I think Little Wu has been on the night shift for several days, and he seems a little uncomfortable, so I let him go home first. Went—what? Are you looking for something to do with him?"
Bu Chonghua's heart was beating in his throat, "Is he sick?"
"It's not that I'm sick, I just looked in a bad mood." Liao Gang said, "I think so too, young people, who were put in the office to work overtime all day long and night shift. No one can stand it, so I let him Go home and rest. Are you looking for him if you are not in a hurry? Order me first?"
He is in a bad mood.
As if a string in the bottom of my heart was caught off guard, and then set off a huge wave, for a few seconds it almost submerged Bu Chonghua’s seven senses——
"Hello, Bu Detachment? Hello?"
"It's okay, I will..."
Bu Chonghua wanted to say that I was going home now, but suddenly stopped. There seemed to be a strong hunch reminding him that Wu Yu did not "borrow the night" tonight.
When Liao Gang asked him to go home, he really went back to his home.
"Where is the address of Wu Yu's house?"
"I don't know, it seems to be in Nancheng District, are you in a hurry? I went to the registration office to search?"
Bu Chonghua said: "It's available on the intranet. If you find it, send it to me immediately." He pulled the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator.
The off-road vehicle turned around, merged into the street, merged into the evening rush traffic and drove towards Nancheng District.
·
Hum!
The news from the phone on the bedside shook, Wu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up like a reflex, grabbed the phone and opened it.
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Faint fluorescence reflected on his expressionless face. After a long time, Wu Yu sat back slowly, leaning against the head of the bed.
The room was quiet and silent, he was sitting on the bed with his legs curled up, looking up at the mottled ceiling, and exhaling a hot breath hoarsely.
Looking at yourself, a mocking and calm voice deep inside said: Look, it's like a Cinderella who was beaten back to her original form after attending a dance.
His profile was reflected in the mirror opposite the bed, his black hair was messy, his skin was pale, and the corners of his lips were naturally falling. Probably because there is always something in the heart, it affects the facial expression over time, and the chin line is tightly closed, which makes people feel nervous and restrained after watching it for a while.
In fact, the elite boss's facial features are more cold and sharp, but it doesn't give people this feeling. Bu Chonghua's face is more three-dimensional and stretched.
Wu Yu shook his cell phone and opened the album subconsciously.
He is not a person who likes to take pictures. Like many first-line criminals, his mobile phone album is basically full of scene pictures and detailed reports of various cases. When he flipped it up a few days ago, there was a step in the background of a photo of shroud fragments. Chonghua's figure, head slightly sideways, with well-cut shirt sleeves rolled around her elbows, wearing stained survey gloves, standing tall, with a straight back, and whispering to her hand.
It was in the garbage dump. The person named Bu personally took people through the garbage mountain to find woven bags. When he was thirsty, he drank cold water, when he was hungry, he ate bread, and when he was tired, he would sleep in the car for a while. didn't take a shower, and spent two full hours in the duty room after returning to the bureau.
——But the school grass is the school grass, even if it is embarrassed, it is still very handsome.
Looking at the photo, Wu Yu slowly felt a warmth in his heart. At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the mirror inadvertently and was stunned.
He saw the corners of his mouth curled up and was smiling.
Wu Yu hadn't had many chances in his life to see how he was smiling in the mirror. He was shocked. His conditioned smile diminished. The face in the mirror immediately returned to a lifeless appearance, staring back at him.
"..."
There was silence in the room. After a long time, Wu Yu looked in the mirror, raised the corner of his mouth rusty and carefully, and tried to smile again.
But this time it feels different. The face in the mirror is like a puppet with a string hanging. The eyebrows, lips, and nose are full of restraint, and stiffness appears in each pore, because the force has controlled it. The corners of his big mouth even trembled slightly.
No, why can't even this little thing be done well, try again.
Wu Yu took two deep breaths, tried to relax, then curled his eyebrows and curled his lips.
However, at that moment, even more nervous and anxious emotions broke through the five senses and seven orifices, and even the fear hidden at the bottom of the soul could no longer be restrained, and a shivering clue flashed from the depths of his pupils.
"No, why still can't?" He became really anxious and thought: "I can't let people see it. If this goes on, they will find it, and Bu Chonghua will find it too!"
Bu Chonghua is too clever. This man's intuition for all crimes is terrifying!
—— Long ago Wu Yu once thought that the most terrifying thing in the world was just coming here to face those bright mirrors. Later, he discovered that what was more terrifying than mirroring was Bu Chonghua’s increasingly hot gaze. , But it was too late when discovered this.
He met Bu Chonghua like Cinderella who met the prince. The other party was so dazzling and promising, but innocent and perfect without a trace of stains, so he was destined to be unable to achieve it in his life since he was born, and he was willing to treat him so well.
He was like a Cinderella who had been indulging in the ball for too long, forgetting that all disguise was time-limited, and when the clock rang at midnight, he was shocked to realize that he had almost forgotten the way out of the palace.
Suddenly, Wu Yu sat up, got out of bed, knelt on the floor, pulled out the safe under the bed, took out the moneybag and spread it all over the floor, counted them carefully one by one, then stomped neatly again, unwilling Counting one by one, as expected, the figure that has long been familiar to my heart came out again.
Wu Yu curled his eyebrows and sat back on the floor, feeling more and more upset in his heart.
He doesn't know how much money he needs, but this figure is quite stretched. If you want to resign from the public security system as soon as possible and leave everyone’s sight, then there must be an additional fee, which is not enough. What should I do?
Wu Yu lit a cigarette, exhaled, grabbed the phone and looked at it for a while. Some unspeakable heaviness and sadness finally slowly spread from the limbs, taking the last trace of oxygen in the alveoli.
He swallowed, as if he was about to swallow all reluctance and helplessness, and then entered the string of mobile phone numbers one by one-the owner of the iron blood bar Fat Ding.
Dudu--
"Hello?! Hello?!" The phone was connected almost immediately, and the bar just opened up on the opposite side: "Oh my brother Wu! You finally called me, I thought..."
Wu Yu interrupted him: "Help me arrange it."
"Hey? Really?" The boss of Fat Ding was surprised, and then he was overjoyed: "So refreshing, so good! I'll go back to others! Hey, it's our Brother Wu, I know there is no one but you I dare to take this job, hey, if you are in front of me, I can't wait to hug you and kiss you! Hey, listen to me..."
"Two hundred thousand," Wu Yu's voice was soft and cold: "Don't miss one."
He hung up the phone.
The white mist of inferior cigarettes slowly hovered up and disappeared into the extremely quiet air.
Life is not waiting, three teachings and nine streams are destined. How much money does it take to forcibly fill in these differences and injustices?
How much does it cost to be completely free?
Wu Yu lowered his eyes mockingly, put out his cigarette butt, and was about to start packing up the banknotes all over the floor, but suddenly heard the door banging, and there was a knock on the door: "Wu Yu! Open the door!"
Wu Yu was taken aback for a moment, Bu Chonghua!
"Open the door! Wu Yu!" Bang Bang Bang Bang outside the door, "It's me!"
How could he find here!
Wu Yu packed up his purse in lightning speed, pushed the safe under the bed to hide it, got up and walked out of the bedroom quickly, just about to reach out to open the door, but suddenly stopped his movements hesitantly.
The thin door panel vibrated slightly with the knock on the door: "Wu Yu, open the door, it's me!"
Wu Yu's chest was ups and downs, and he looked at the door panel for a while, just like looking at the unreachable sky, pushing back to the bedroom step by step, and sat down on the side of the messy bed.
"Wu Yu, I know you are inside!" Bu Chonghua's voice was filled with a heavy sense of oppression: "The ash on your mailbox downstairs has been freshly erased. The mailbox is empty. Take it when you just came in. Go away the contents!"
——On the dining table outside the bedroom, there are a few colorful papers scattered around, which are the leaflets sent to the mailbox of the nearby community after the opening of a nearby supermarket.
"I'll see you and go," Bu Chonghua closed his teeth tightly, and looked at the closed door: "Let me in!"
You go, Wu Yu thought, burying his face deeply between his hands.
In this way, he seems to be immersed in the dark and safe deep sea, isolated from the whole world, shielding all the body temperature from the outside to the inside, and at the same time putting an end to all possible prying, doubt, guessing, temptation, and possible future disappointments and disappointments. hurt.
You go quickly.
The sound of banging the door stopped, and suddenly fell into silence, and there was a low voice of Bu Chonghua, and he said every word: "You are hiding inside, right?" Remember "www.999xs.com" on the phone\end for a second Provide you with wonderful novels and reading
Wu Yu curled up like a bow, thrusting his slender fingers into the messy black hair, without saying a word.
Time seemed to freeze, the second hand on the wall trembled, and all the small movements in the air were stretched indefinitely. Then, after only a few clicks of the keyhole, the door panel was pushed open!
Wu Yu's pupils shrank, and he looked up at the door.
saw a familiar figure strode into the bedroom, his footsteps curled up with the whistling wind, and then a strong hand lifted his chin from the cheek, Bu Chonghua leaned down slightly and looked directly into his eyes from a high altitude.
"Why don't you open the door for me?"
After a long silence, Song Hui finally made an incredible voice: "...who? Who do you like?"
"Song Hui," Bu Chonghua called her by her first name and last name, and said, "You didn't like studying since you were young. At that time, your father was promoted and your mother was in the third shift in the hospital, and the time I can take care of you is limited. So your grades along the way are not good. If it weren’t for Uncle Song’s merits to give you priority admission, you wouldn’t even have to go to the police academy. Uncle Song could not be able to reach the police academy for four years, and I was afraid that you would not be able to graduate. Brother stalks, one subject and one subject are supervised by the teacher. I know how good your grade point is. Now I am looking for a relationship to ask your classmates to send you to the customs for the internship, but you came to the Criminal Investigation Detachment without saying a word. Do you know how many people are working hard behind your back for every one of your willful acts?"
"Uncle Song is in this position where the tree attracts the wind, not to mention frightening at every step, but at least as if walking on thin ice. He doesn't expect you and your brother to shine on the lintel, and at least he must be able to protect himself. No matter how muddled you are, your father can still be there. How many years have been in this position? After he retires, who will cover you, who will pave the way for you, who will clean up the trouble for you?"
Song Hui bit her trembling lips and squeezed out a voice like a mosquito: "I'm not that useless either..."
"It's time to grow up, Song Hui." Bu Chonghua said lightly, "You don't like me, your feelings have nothing to do with the love of men and women. You just instinctively want to find someone who is older and more reliable than yourself, so you can rest assured. Just keep on being a little girl who doesn't care about anything."
Song Hui's mind was confused, is this really the case?
Isn’t it true that the likes that keep on talking?
"Happy birthday, little sister." Bu Chonghua raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said briefly: "I'm leaving now."
Bu Chonghua turned and walked out of the box, only to hear the jingle behind her, Song Hui staggered after two steps: "Wait, wait! Do you really always treat me as a little girl? Why did you never You haven’t liked me before, just like a little bit?"
She was crying in the last few words.
Bu Chonghua's straight and sturdy shoulder line fell slightly, as if he sighed long, and looked back at Song Hui intricately:
"Maybe because when you were a kid, I changed your diapers too many times."
Song Hui: "............"
Song Hui stood there, her expression struck by lightning.
Bu Chonghua turned and walked out of the box, ignoring the hurriedly rushing restaurant foreman, strode out of the crystal gate, crossed the crowded streets during rush hours, got into the off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road, and wiped his face vigorously. Lean on the seat.
——Why have you never liked me?
Song Hui's doubtful and aggrieved voice echoed in his ears, gradually becoming a question that became louder and harder to ignore in his own heart.
Bu Chonghua opened his eyes, grabbed the phone, and suddenly an uncontrollable impulse rose.
Do you really always treat me like a brother?
Do you really feel nothing at all?
"Hey, duty room." Bu Chonghua dialed the branch phone, and no one could hear his voice condensed and tense: "Our detachment Wu Yu is on the night shift tonight. Is he still in the bureau?"
"Hey Bu Detachment!" The opposite of the call was unexpectedly Liao Gang, "Ah no, I think Little Wu has been on the night shift for several days, and he seems a little uncomfortable, so I let him go home first. Went—what? Are you looking for something to do with him?"
Bu Chonghua's heart was beating in his throat, "Is he sick?"
"It's not that I'm sick, I just looked in a bad mood." Liao Gang said, "I think so too, young people, who were put in the office to work overtime all day long and night shift. No one can stand it, so I let him Go home and rest. Are you looking for him if you are not in a hurry? Order me first?"
He is in a bad mood.
As if a string in the bottom of my heart was caught off guard, and then set off a huge wave, for a few seconds it almost submerged Bu Chonghua’s seven senses——
"Hello, Bu Detachment? Hello?"
"It's okay, I will..."
Bu Chonghua wanted to say that I was going home now, but suddenly stopped. There seemed to be a strong hunch reminding him that Wu Yu did not "borrow the night" tonight.
When Liao Gang asked him to go home, he really went back to his home.
"Where is the address of Wu Yu's house?"
"I don't know, it seems to be in Nancheng District, are you in a hurry? I went to the registration office to search?"
Bu Chonghua said: "It's available on the intranet. If you find it, send it to me immediately." He pulled the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator.
The off-road vehicle turned around, merged into the street, merged into the evening rush traffic and drove towards Nancheng District.
·
Hum!
The news from the phone on the bedside shook, Wu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up like a reflex, grabbed the phone and opened it.
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Faint fluorescence reflected on his expressionless face. After a long time, Wu Yu sat back slowly, leaning against the head of the bed.
The room was quiet and silent, he was sitting on the bed with his legs curled up, looking up at the mottled ceiling, and exhaling a hot breath hoarsely.
Looking at yourself, a mocking and calm voice deep inside said: Look, it's like a Cinderella who was beaten back to her original form after attending a dance.
His profile was reflected in the mirror opposite the bed, his black hair was messy, his skin was pale, and the corners of his lips were naturally falling. Probably because there is always something in the heart, it affects the facial expression over time, and the chin line is tightly closed, which makes people feel nervous and restrained after watching it for a while.
In fact, the elite boss's facial features are more cold and sharp, but it doesn't give people this feeling. Bu Chonghua's face is more three-dimensional and stretched.
Wu Yu shook his cell phone and opened the album subconsciously.
He is not a person who likes to take pictures. Like many first-line criminals, his mobile phone album is basically full of scene pictures and detailed reports of various cases. When he flipped it up a few days ago, there was a step in the background of a photo of shroud fragments. Chonghua's figure, head slightly sideways, with well-cut shirt sleeves rolled around her elbows, wearing stained survey gloves, standing tall, with a straight back, and whispering to her hand.
It was in the garbage dump. The person named Bu personally took people through the garbage mountain to find woven bags. When he was thirsty, he drank cold water, when he was hungry, he ate bread, and when he was tired, he would sleep in the car for a while. didn't take a shower, and spent two full hours in the duty room after returning to the bureau.
——But the school grass is the school grass, even if it is embarrassed, it is still very handsome.
Looking at the photo, Wu Yu slowly felt a warmth in his heart. At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the mirror inadvertently and was stunned.
He saw the corners of his mouth curled up and was smiling.
Wu Yu hadn't had many chances in his life to see how he was smiling in the mirror. He was shocked. His conditioned smile diminished. The face in the mirror immediately returned to a lifeless appearance, staring back at him.
"..."
There was silence in the room. After a long time, Wu Yu looked in the mirror, raised the corner of his mouth rusty and carefully, and tried to smile again.
But this time it feels different. The face in the mirror is like a puppet with a string hanging. The eyebrows, lips, and nose are full of restraint, and stiffness appears in each pore, because the force has controlled it. The corners of his big mouth even trembled slightly.
No, why can't even this little thing be done well, try again.
Wu Yu took two deep breaths, tried to relax, then curled his eyebrows and curled his lips.
However, at that moment, even more nervous and anxious emotions broke through the five senses and seven orifices, and even the fear hidden at the bottom of the soul could no longer be restrained, and a shivering clue flashed from the depths of his pupils.
"No, why still can't?" He became really anxious and thought: "I can't let people see it. If this goes on, they will find it, and Bu Chonghua will find it too!"
Bu Chonghua is too clever. This man's intuition for all crimes is terrifying!
—— Long ago Wu Yu once thought that the most terrifying thing in the world was just coming here to face those bright mirrors. Later, he discovered that what was more terrifying than mirroring was Bu Chonghua’s increasingly hot gaze. , But it was too late when discovered this.
He met Bu Chonghua like Cinderella who met the prince. The other party was so dazzling and promising, but innocent and perfect without a trace of stains, so he was destined to be unable to achieve it in his life since he was born, and he was willing to treat him so well.
He was like a Cinderella who had been indulging in the ball for too long, forgetting that all disguise was time-limited, and when the clock rang at midnight, he was shocked to realize that he had almost forgotten the way out of the palace.
Suddenly, Wu Yu sat up, got out of bed, knelt on the floor, pulled out the safe under the bed, took out the moneybag and spread it all over the floor, counted them carefully one by one, then stomped neatly again, unwilling Counting one by one, as expected, the figure that has long been familiar to my heart came out again.
Wu Yu curled his eyebrows and sat back on the floor, feeling more and more upset in his heart.
He doesn't know how much money he needs, but this figure is quite stretched. If you want to resign from the public security system as soon as possible and leave everyone’s sight, then there must be an additional fee, which is not enough. What should I do?
Wu Yu lit a cigarette, exhaled, grabbed the phone and looked at it for a while. Some unspeakable heaviness and sadness finally slowly spread from the limbs, taking the last trace of oxygen in the alveoli.
He swallowed, as if he was about to swallow all reluctance and helplessness, and then entered the string of mobile phone numbers one by one-the owner of the iron blood bar Fat Ding.
Dudu--
"Hello?! Hello?!" The phone was connected almost immediately, and the bar just opened up on the opposite side: "Oh my brother Wu! You finally called me, I thought..."
Wu Yu interrupted him: "Help me arrange it."
"Hey? Really?" The boss of Fat Ding was surprised, and then he was overjoyed: "So refreshing, so good! I'll go back to others! Hey, it's our Brother Wu, I know there is no one but you I dare to take this job, hey, if you are in front of me, I can't wait to hug you and kiss you! Hey, listen to me..."
"Two hundred thousand," Wu Yu's voice was soft and cold: "Don't miss one."
He hung up the phone.
The white mist of inferior cigarettes slowly hovered up and disappeared into the extremely quiet air.
Life is not waiting, three teachings and nine streams are destined. How much money does it take to forcibly fill in these differences and injustices?
How much does it cost to be completely free?
Wu Yu lowered his eyes mockingly, put out his cigarette butt, and was about to start packing up the banknotes all over the floor, but suddenly heard the door banging, and there was a knock on the door: "Wu Yu! Open the door!"
Wu Yu was taken aback for a moment, Bu Chonghua!
"Open the door! Wu Yu!" Bang Bang Bang Bang outside the door, "It's me!"
How could he find here!
Wu Yu packed up his purse in lightning speed, pushed the safe under the bed to hide it, got up and walked out of the bedroom quickly, just about to reach out to open the door, but suddenly stopped his movements hesitantly.
The thin door panel vibrated slightly with the knock on the door: "Wu Yu, open the door, it's me!"
Wu Yu's chest was ups and downs, and he looked at the door panel for a while, just like looking at the unreachable sky, pushing back to the bedroom step by step, and sat down on the side of the messy bed.
"Wu Yu, I know you are inside!" Bu Chonghua's voice was filled with a heavy sense of oppression: "The ash on your mailbox downstairs has been freshly erased. The mailbox is empty. Take it when you just came in. Go away the contents!"
——On the dining table outside the bedroom, there are a few colorful papers scattered around, which are the leaflets sent to the mailbox of the nearby community after the opening of a nearby supermarket.
"I'll see you and go," Bu Chonghua closed his teeth tightly, and looked at the closed door: "Let me in!"
You go, Wu Yu thought, burying his face deeply between his hands.
In this way, he seems to be immersed in the dark and safe deep sea, isolated from the whole world, shielding all the body temperature from the outside to the inside, and at the same time putting an end to all possible prying, doubt, guessing, temptation, and possible future disappointments and disappointments. hurt.
You go quickly.
The sound of banging the door stopped, and suddenly fell into silence, and there was a low voice of Bu Chonghua, and he said every word: "You are hiding inside, right?" Remember "www.999xs.com" on the phone\end for a second Provide you with wonderful novels and reading
Wu Yu curled up like a bow, thrusting his slender fingers into the messy black hair, without saying a word.
Time seemed to freeze, the second hand on the wall trembled, and all the small movements in the air were stretched indefinitely. Then, after only a few clicks of the keyhole, the door panel was pushed open!
Wu Yu's pupils shrank, and he looked up at the door.
saw a familiar figure strode into the bedroom, his footsteps curled up with the whistling wind, and then a strong hand lifted his chin from the cheek, Bu Chonghua leaned down slightly and looked directly into his eyes from a high altitude.
"Why don't you open the door for me?"
