Eori put her lips directly on the back of her hand.

This trick worked very well, she was stuck like a piece of wood, and she didn't move at all.

Jiang Zhi took her hand away, kissed her hot head, and said, "No." "Kiss again," neither boyfriend nor girlfriend, it's just you." ”

After two pecks, she followed the fire, and her face was red and her ears were red.

She was stunned for a while, squatting and drilling into the corner of the wall where no one was, and when she turned around, she saw that Jiang Zhi was holding her chin, still looking at her, and she didn't follow the move, she moved back and dragged Jiang Zhi to the corner.

Passers-by can't see it now.

She scolded him, no shame or shame!

Jiang Zhi, who was not ashamed, laughed so much that the little tiger teeth came out.

She hadn't been coaxed yet, and was angry: "You lied to me, Mr. Xue said that you had a first love." ”

I can't hide this, and Jiang Zhi doesn't plan to hide it: "It's my first love." He pulled Zhou Xufang's hand over, squeezed it in his hand, and said to her, "He was a boy, I was sixteen and he was fourteen at that time." ”

He didn't reveal any emotion to her, and his tone couldn't have been more ordinary.

The first important point that Zhou Xufang got was that Jiang Zhi's first love was a boy, and he was angry: "Did you come out because of him?"

Eori recognized: "Hmm." ”

She was about to die of acid: "Hmph, it turns out that you were bent by him!"

"Isn't this being straightened by you again?" Eori laughed, reaching out and touching her head.

She didn't touch it, and jumped back.

She also got the second point: "You are in love!"

"Don't hide. Jiang Zhi pulled her over, hugged her in his arms, and rubbed his chin against the hat on her head, "It's too late to fall in love, and the person will be gone." ”

Voice, a little weak.

And repression.

Zhou Xufang immediately remained motionless, as if tentatively, and asked cautiously: "Is he gone?"

"Well, burned to death. ”

The straightforward sentence melted away the vinegar that Zhou Xu spun all his stomach and the small emotions between his eyebrows. She knows, this boy, can't mention it, Jiang Zhi will be sad.

"I'm not angry anymore. She tilted her head, gently poked Jiang Ori's frowning brow with her fingers, and coaxed him softly and glutinously, "Don't be sad. ”

He smiled.

I like her so much, I like her so much.

He grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips: "So, Spinning, you have to be good and stay with me all the time, you know?"

She nodded vigorously, and her tone was very solemn: "Jiang Zhi, I will live a hundred years, and you will also live a hundred years." ”

Eori said okay, and then grabbed her and kissed her.

She didn't hide anymore, she was intimate with him for a long time before returning to the private room, Xue Baoyi's eyes were sharp, 'yo', laughed and scolded Jiang Weaving's little beast, Jiang Zhi kicked it over and told him to get out.

Zhou Xufang retorted to Mr. Xue in his heart, Jiang Zhi is not a little beast! He is a little bad, he is a good person! In short, she feels very sorry for Jiang Zhi, so she gave him all the best braised pork to eat.

At the end of the meal, Zhou Xufang gave gifts and the most sincere blessings to Qiao Nanchu and Xue Bingxue - wishing a long life and a hundred years old. She now feels that living a long life is the best blessing.

After lunch, they were supposed to go to the entertainment city together, but when they were in the parking lot, Qiao Nanchu answered a phone call.

"Hey. ”

"Who?"

Qiao Nanchu didn't say anything more, listened for a while, turned his head and said to Xue Baoyi, "Help me call a substitute driver." "He drank alcohol and couldn't drive.

Xue Baoyi asked casually: "What's wrong?"

"I don't have time to explain. Qiao Nanchu opened the car door directly and sat in the co-pilot.

Xue Baoyi didn't delay any longer, and went directly to Fushengju to pull a lobby manager over.

"I'm in a hurry, so I'll go first. Leaving the next sentence, Qiao Nanchu turned his head and urged the main driver, "Drive faster." ”

The lobby manager, who had been temporarily arrested as a substitute driver, stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.

Xue Baoyi looked at the back of the car in the distance, and sighed: "Nan Chu's virtue, he can smoke a cigarette first when the sky falls, whoever called, he actually reacted so much." ”

Xue Bingxue also felt unusual.

Qiao Nanchu is really affectionate, except for a few of them, they are lukewarm to everything, and there are not many people and things that can really be looked at by him.

Xue Baoyi guessed: "It's not his ex-girlfriend, right?"

Probably not.

Zhou Xufang tiptoed and secretly said in Jiang Zhi's ear: "The person on the phone didn't speak. ”

Don't speak......

Eori knew who it was.

The car drove to Jiajingyuan, Qiao Nanchu got out of the car and ran directly to the third floor, without knocking on the door, he stood at the door and sent a text message.

"Open the door. ”

Then, standing in the doorway, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

It took nearly half a minute for the door to open.

The girl stood with her hands on the door, unable to make a sound, her lips slightly open and closed.

"Brother Chu......"

This is the first lip language that Wen Baiyang learned, and it is also the most standard three words that she can imitate.

"Do you want to leave Big Barley Mountain?"

"Call me brother and I'll take you away. ”

Five years ago, the red mountains on Damai Mountain were blooming everywhere, and he broke a branch and gave it to her, so that she could call her brother.

How can she speak?

However, he still brought her from Damai Mountain to the imperial capital.

Qiao Nanchu entered the house: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

She was sweaty, staggered and unsteady, and told him in sign language that her stomach hurt.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

With a 'offense' saying, he leaned over and picked him up.

The little girl did not dare to move in his arms, her eyes were red, her hair was wet with sweat, she grabbed his sleeve with both hands, he did not take off his shoes, and carried her to the sofa.

He touched her head, which was very hot: "Where are the clothes?"

She pointed to the bedroom.

Because she was in a hurry to get up, she was wearing only pajamas.

Qiao Nanchu went to the room and got her a sweater and coat.

Damai Mountain is located at a high altitude, when Wen Baiyang first came to the imperial capital, the plateau red on his cheeks was obvious, in the past few years, it has almost faded, and he has a fever, and his little face is white and translucent.

She has a round face, round eyes, a little naïve, sick at this time, cowardly, no aura in her eyes, huddled on the sofa with her belly hugged, and her consciousness is a little blurred in pain.

Qiao Nanchu brushed away the wet hair on her face: "Can you wear it yourself?"

No.

She couldn't lift her hands.

Qiao Nanchu picked her up from the sofa and dressed her, he didn't serve anyone, no matter how light his movements were, he was a little rude.

took the blanket on the sofa, wrapped her tightly, and hugged her in his arms: "Go to the hospital, huh?"

She nodded, dazed, her hands instinctively grasping at his sleeves, and then her body was lifted into the air and picked up by him again.

Later, Wen Baiyang's consciousness was not clear, and he vaguely saw him urging the person who was driving, and he said: Drive faster, hurry up......

He said, "Patience, patience......

It is acute appendicitis and requires surgery.

The consent form for the operation was signed by Qiao Nanchu, as the patient's 'elder brother', strictly speaking, he was really her brother, Wen Baiyang's biological mother was called Wen Ya, a girl who came out of the barley mountains, only more than ten years older than Qiao Nanchu, and married his father as a continuation.

Wen Ya is a woman like a silk flower, at least on the surface, sometimes nine out of ten sentences are with a crying voice.

Qiao Nanchu rarely contacted this young stepmother, so much so that when Wen Ya received his call, she was flattered: "Nan Chu?"

The tone was uncertain.

"It's me. ”

Qiao Nanchu's attitude was as indifferent as ever.

At this time, his father's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Who?"

Wen Ya replied softly, "It's Nan Chu." When he answered the phone again, his tone became softer, "Is there something wrong? Why did you call this point? Have you had lunch?"

Hush the cold and ask for warmth, like a loving mother.

Qiao Nanchu was too lazy to be abusive: "Your daughter is sick and in the hospital." ”

She cried and said, "Is it serious?

"It's acute appendicitis. Qiao Nanchu looked at the light on at the door of the operating room, his eyes were thin and cold, like the coolness of late autumn, "Your old profession is a nurse, how to take care of patients don't need me to say, tomorrow I will stew soup and come to the hospital to serve her, since you want to pretend to be a loving mother in front of my father, then it is better to pretend to be like me a little." ”

With that, he hung up his phone.

Loving mother?

Will a loving mother throw her own daughter in the mountains and ignore it for more than ten years?

Wen Baiyang didn't wake up until three o'clock in the afternoon, and Qiao Nanchu hadn't left yet, sitting in front of the bed.

"Brother Chu. ”

"Hmm. ”

Qiao Nanchu didn't know lip language, so he could understand these three words, but in the second year that this girl came to the imperial capital, he learned a little sign language.

Wen Baiyang said in sign language: "I'm sorry to delay your time." She didn't have anyone to contact, and when she rolled around, the first thing that came to mind was him.

Qiao Nanchu spoke slower than usual: "I'm on vacation today, I'm not busy." ”

She gestured, thanked him, and then stopped bothering him, and lay quietly, watching him.

Qiao Nanchu looked at the email on his mobile phone for a while, and when he looked up, the little girl's round eyes were still staring at him: "Don't sleep?"

She shook her head and said that the wound was painful and she couldn't sleep.

He put his mobile phone on the cabinet next to the bed, freed his hand, touched her head, and patted her twice awkwardly: "Bear with it, bear with it, it won't hurt." ”

He's not going to coax people at all.

When she first came to the imperial capital, she didn't know how to lip out, he was not a patient person, he wrote quickly, but he was very sloppy.

"You stay here for the time being. ”

He placed her in a large house.

He didn't live there, and before he left, he told him a lot.

"The aunt who cooks will come over during the day. ”

"The school has been contacted and will report in three days. ”

Tearing up another piece of sticky note, he wrote a string of numbers to her: "This is my number, what else do you need, call me, but I often have training, I may not be able to receive it, if you need it urgently, you can find a cooking aunt." ”

His words, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

She struggled to watch.

He should have just come out of the police academy, still wearing a police uniform, and he was about to leave after explaining.

She mustered up the courage to grab the strap of his backpack.

He turned his head and met the little girl's timid eyes, and it was indeed a little girl, fourteen years old, and she had only grown to the height of his chest, thin and small.

"Afraid?"

Afraid.

This city, she only recognized him.

She nodded.

He smiled and reached out to pat her on the shoulder: "Patience, patience is not afraid." ”

He always said, just bear with it, just bear with it.

Only once, he wasn't so coaxing.

It was her first menstrual period, and it was a mess, her quilt and pants were all dirty, she was ignorant and frightened, and tears fell straight down.

"Cry for what. ”

Her shoulders shook from crying, and he pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her tears from her tears.

"Girls are like that. ”

In the end, he awkwardly stuffed her with a pack of sanitary napkins, then slammed the door and left.

That year, Qiao Nanchu was twenty years old, and Wen Baiyang was only fourteen years old.

Qiao Nanchu left the hospital at five o'clock.

At six o'clock, the Weibo server crashed.

The popular male artist Xiao Linshu announced his retirement, at the press conference, his agent was not present, and even no representative of the brokerage company came forward, in the face of various questions from reporters, Xiao Linshu only explained: "I'm tired and want to rest." ”

The news was overwhelming, but the parties no longer showed up, and the world evaporated.

At a quarter past six, Jiang Zhi received a call from Qiao Nanchu.

"What's the matter?"

After dark, the temperature was low, Jiang Zhi lay on the small couch, with a thin blanket on his body, and the next person just brought the medicine, and put it on the table to dry.

"Team Cheng is calling. Qiao Nanchu said succinctly, "As you expected." ”

The men's watch is a limited edition and can be traced back to the person who bought it.

Among them, there is Luo Changde.

Jiang Zhi got up from the couch, walked to the window with the medicine, poured the black medicinal juice into the potted plant, and said, "You can go and arrest people." ”

At half past six, the criminal investigation team was dispatched to Locke's house to get people.

In the Luo family's study, Luo Huaiyu smashed a cup of tea, picked up the crutches next to the table and smashed it on the eldest son's back: "What is not a thing! Why did our Luo family give birth to such a brute as you!"

This crutch went down, Luo Changde's legs were weak, he knelt on the ground, the pain was so painful that his sweat came out, he gritted his teeth, he stood up on the table: "The dragon gives birth to the dragon, the phoenix gives birth to the phoenix, Dad, how did you say it was born?"

"You-"

Luo Huaiyu trembled with anger and raised his crutches again.

"Grandpa. ”

Luo Qinghe stepped forward and stopped the crutches: "Leave this matter to me." ”

Luo Huaiyu glanced at his eldest son fiercely, then gave up, walked out of the study on crutches, and left only a sentence for his granddaughter: "Remember, we must not be involved in our Luo family." ”

Luo Qinghe replied: "I know." ”

When the old man came out of the study, she closed the door: "I have taken care of that woman for you, why do you have to kill it?"

Luo Changde's back was hot, and his eyes were bloodshot: "Only the dead don't talk nonsense, and money can only work for a while." ”

Luo Qinghe clasped his hands: "That's okay, you stabbed Lou Zi, you go and clean it up yourself." ”

Luo Changde sneered.

He sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and said unhurriedly, "I pushed Jiang Zhi into the sea, who do you think it was for?" He sneered, took a sip of tea and rinsed his mouth, "How did that fire start eight years ago, do you want me to help you remember it again?"

Luo Qinghe's face suddenly changed greatly.

Luo Changde tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiled, and looked at the daughter who was most similar to him: "Good daughter, don't let me wait too long at the police station." ”

She clenched her hands, and the yin owl in her eyes welled up layer by layer.

Then.

The subordinate said at the door: "Miss, someone from the police station is here." ”

At eight o'clock, Luo Changde was detained by the police.

At half past eight, Zhou Xufang was still outside to send outside, and she was going back to video with Jiang Zhi at nine o'clock, this was the last order, and the seller's address was Tianjing Road.

Previously, she and Jiang Zhi went there to deliver a takeaway, and she remembered the way. The opposite construction site was rushing overnight, but there was no one in the community, quietly.

She went to the third floor, knocked on the door, and shouted, "306, takeaway." ”

The man in the room replied, "Wait a minute. ”

After a while, someone came to open the door.

Zhou Xufang wore a takeaway hat and mask: "Mr. Jiang?"

The man was in his forties, looking at him, wearing a gray padded jacket on his upper body, and only pajama pants underneath, as if he felt that the female delivery man was fresh, and looked at him for a long time, and said, "It's me." ”

Zhou Xufang handed out the bag: "Your porridge." ”

The man took it, looked at her presumptuously, and smiled at her: "Thank you, little sister." ”

Frivolous.

Zhou Xufang didn't like this kind of person, she didn't even ask for praise, she turned her head and left, and just when she reached the staircase, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

What does it smell like?

She sniffed, but sniffed twice.

It's bloody......

She smelled the smell and searched for it, and walked all the way in, stopping in front of a door, which was unlocked, and she opened it with a light push, just as it was the vent, and the heavy smell of blood came to her face.

No sooner had she stepped into her feet than she saw blood on the ground, and a woman lying in a pool of blood.

She glanced around, took out her mobile phone, and called the police: "Hello comrade police, I want to report the case." ”

Police station.

Because of Luo Changde's case, the entire criminal investigation team did not get off work and was arraigned overnight.

"Have you recruited it?" Qiao Nanchu came in from outside, still holding a cigarette in his mouth.

This guy is really addicted to smoking.

Team Cheng of the criminal investigation team didn't eat dinner, and was stuffing a piece of bread into his mouth: "I tried it four times, but I didn't say a word." He laughed and scolded, "Just now, the beast rolled his eyes and pretended to be stunned, and now he is being sent to the infirmary." ”

Qiao Nanchu snuffed out his cigarette and pulled a chair to sit down: "Just kick a few feet and be honest." ”

This police ruffian!

Team Cheng poured saliva and dragged him to tease him: "Team Qiao, it is illegal to bend into a move." ”