Next.

Today is a good day, but it is not destined to be a pleasant day.

As soon as the morning dawned, Han Shuilan appeared at the door of the Xincheng District Bureau again, and her haggard appearance was really pitiful.

Red, swollen eyes, dull face, and messy hair......

Anyone could see that she hadn't slept all night, alone*.

Liu Yanbo watched and gritted his teeth, as if his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were trembling.

After living for more than 20 years, Liu Yanbo hated the sky, the earth, fate, and the damn plague back then, but he had never hated a person like he did now-

The thief who stole Han Chenxi really deserved death.

"Did you find it?" asked Han Shuilan eagerly walking up.

Liu Yanbo shook his head and hurriedly relieved: "Not yet, but there are already clues." ”

"Teacher Han, there is a cross-bridge rice noodle next to it that is particularly authentic, let's go over there and eat and say, okay?"

His voice was very soft, like coaxing a child, for fear that he would scare the other party if he was loud.

"I'm not hungry. Han Shuilan shook her head and said, "You go and eat, I'll wait for news here." ”

Liu Yanbo didn't force it anymore, but then proposed: "Then why don't I find you a rest room in this police station to recuperate?"

Han Shuilan still shook her head, but as the sun rose higher and higher, her face looked more and more pale, and she might faint at any time.

Liu Yanbo was very worried, and he was even more anxious, and said sincerely: "Teacher Han, you will break your body like this." ”

"It's fine. Han Shuilan actually squeezed out a very reluctant smile at this time. "Stinky boy, don't worry about me, Teacher Han is not as fragile as you think. ”

It turns out -

The warm sun in winter will also be dazzling!

Liu Yanbo couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath to relieve the pain in his chest that seemed to pierce his heart.

And then—

He didn't care about the people around him, and he no longer cared about the etiquette of any students, and the difference between men and women, so he suddenly stopped and hugged Han Shuilan.

"What are you doing? Let me go. ”

Han Shuilan struggled fiercely, but she couldn't break free, in a hurry, or out of a woman's instinct to face this kind of thing-

Syllable~

A crisp slap sounded, causing the people around to look sideways, but Liu Yanbo was still unmoved, and strode towards the police station building.

Han Shuilan didn't struggle anymore, and even wrapped her hands around his neck in order to make Liu Yanbo more comfortable, and even buried her head in his chest, and after a long time, she said softly with tears: "Stinky boy, if I can't find Xi'er, I will hate you for the rest of my life." ”

This is a very ignorant word, but it is the only outlet she can vent now.

Since Han Chenxi was lost last night, Han Shuilan has been holding on alone, holding on to not letting herself be discouraged, and telling herself that there will be hope......

She was a mother who was supposed to be strong;

But she is also a woman, she can be weak.

My son was lost, and a night passed, but there was still no news......

Han Shuilan didn't know how long she could last, but Liu Yanbo's strong actions at the moment at least made her feel no longer lonely, and made her feel that her tears were no longer alone and helpless, because-

His chest was warm, and she felt like she had found something to lean on.

So—

If a woman can't even rely on herself, why can't she hate?

Liu Yanbo didn't speak again, but just took every step more firmly and walked into the deputy director's office.

The hungry Pan Yuyi saw that what Liu Yanbo brought back was not breakfast, but a woman, and couldn't help but feel a nameless anger in his heart, and said in an unkind tone: "Liu Yanbo, if you knock on the door, you will die, you really regard this as your own home, right?"

Liu Yanbo ignored it, but Han Shuilan was really a little unbearable, raised her head and said, "Okay, let me down." ”

This time, Liu Yanbo obediently put her down, then pushed open the door of the lounge and said, "Teacher Han, you can rest here for a while." ”

Han Shuilan looked at Pan Yuyi, who was not very friendly not far away, and then looked at Liu Yanbo, who had a stubborn face, and finally nodded, and said "um" softly, but as soon as she took a step towards the lounge, she felt a pain in the back of her neck, and her eyes went dark.

"Liu Yanbo, what are you doing?" Pan Yuyi hurriedly ran over and said.

She had already recognized Han Shuilan as the mother of the missing boy last night, and she also knew that Liu Yanbo had a close relationship with this woman, so she didn't understand his current behavior even more.

"She needs to rest. Liu Yanbo said and picked up Han Shuilan, who had fainted, and walked into the lounge.

The lounge is small and poorly furnished, but the beds are big and warm, and there is air conditioning, so you don't have to worry about people sleeping in it catching a cold.

Liu Yanbo gently put Han Shuilan on the bed, covered it with a quilt, and then half-squatted on the side of the bed, carefully combing her somewhat messy hair, and was reluctant to leave for a long time-

His gaze at this time was gentler than the warm sun in this winter, and his movements were more gentle than the spring breeze with the willows.

He was watching her, and someone was watching him.

Pan Yuyi remembered that from now she realized that she had never seen Liu Yanbo so gentle and attentive to a woman like now, which made her feel a little apprehensive, and she couldn't help asking: "Liu Yanbo, is she very important to you?"

Does it matter?

How important is it?

Liu Yanbo's gaze couldn't help but become softer, and he remembered that season again, his last carefree youth-

"Teacher Han, can I call you sister in the future?"

"Of course you can!"

"Sister. Then when I get into college, can I go to the big city where you live to find you?"

"Okay! When you get admitted to college, you will come to your sister, and she will take you to see the best fireworks. ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, when did my sister lie to you this stinky boy!"

"Then let's pull the hook. ”

"Hook ~ hanging ~ 100 years ~ no change!"

......

"Sister, I will definitely be admitted to the university, and I will definitely go to you. ”

"Brother, I'll wait for you~"

......

When we meet again many years later, we are no longer what we were back then, but what we said at that time is just like you are still whispering in my ear now-

Word for word, forever.

Liu Yanbo did not directly answer Pan Yuyi's question, but hooked the little finger of Han Shuilan's right hand with the little finger of his left hand, and then thumb to thumb, just like when he parted that year.

Hook ~ hanging ~ 100 years ~ no change!