At the airport, where the joy of meeting and the worry of parting are gathered every day, Jian Fan wandered from the waiting hall to the parking lot, looking a little uncomfortable, for him, it was both a meeting and a parting.

In my ears, I occasionally pass the roar of planes taking off and landing, and in front of me, there are unfamiliar faces coming and going. In the center of the hall, several couples with children, big or small, had just gotten off the plane; at the entrance of the boarding passage, a pair of lovers were hugging each other, and the man did not forget to whisper the last few words in his girlfriend's ear; when the passengers of another flight landed and rushed in, Jian Fan walked out of the waiting hall in a dejected manner, and took out a small mirror for the nth time, showing off his scarred face.

The bandage was gently removed, Jian Fan looked at himself in the mirror and scolded: "Damn, even the opportunity for Lao Tzu to be a little white face has been deprived." ”

It was indeed deprived, and the wound near the cheekbone of the left cheek was obliquely wounded, and the contaminated wound that had been affected after the explosion had now healed into a thick scar, just like who had drawn a thick brush on the fair face, and the originally handsome face was a little hideous.

Installed a small mirror, a little speechless and speechless, the pain of the body and skin can never compare to the pain of gnashing teeth left in the heart, as soon as you close your eyes, the scene of the last scene in the smoke will appear, it is Zhang Jie, flying obliquely in the firelight of the explosion, the last trace of life brilliance disappeared in the place where he could not see, and what was left behind was an ignorant child and a wife who cried with the child.

This is the hero, after a moment of enthusiasm and a moment of glory, what is left to him is a cold medal and tombstone, and what is left to his relatives, friends, and people around him is endless memories and pain.

"Damn, this stupid x, he gets excited when he touches the gun, and he wants to be in the limelight as soon as he goes to work........."

Jian Fan still couldn't let go of scolding his dearest teammates, a few days of idleness, the moment of fire often woke Jian Fan up from his dream, and the wound of passing by death could be healed, but the heavy shadow in his heart didn't know when it would dissipate. From time to time, I think of Zhang Jielai, it is a feeling of anger, hatred, thought, and bitterness, and I can still remember that a few minutes before the arrest, the two of them were still discussing the matter of making a huge contribution and mixing with the team leader to eat and drink.

Now it's okay, the great merit is there, but the people are gone.

By the way, why did I think of him again? The hesitant steps stopped, and was attracted by the woman who got out of a red sports car not far away, with long fringed hair, satin skin, and a spring mountain-like straightness, straight from the parking lot.

Oh, Jian Fan didn't know him, but it didn't affect his eyes to follow this unknown beauty as he walked by.

Like so many times, the beauty is looked at and herself is ignored. If it was placed in the past, Jian Fan might be very bored to visually measure his height and measurements, or he might be even more bored to get up and talk, maybe he would have the opportunity to laugh at the beauty, and maybe he would happen to ask for a phone number of the beauty to facilitate the date in the future. Maybe......... Anything you want to happen is possible.

But now, just a stunning glance at Jian Fan retracted his gaze, pacing on the steps of the waiting hall and looking back and forth in the direction of the city, if you compare the woman next to her with the one in your heart, there is always a feeling that the sea was once unbearable, Jian Fan doesn't have to search hard, the voice and smile in his memory are still so clear, so beautiful, always let himself be intoxicated by each other's eyes, so gentle, always let himself be intoxicated with each other's whispers, so kind, always let himself can't help but recall the bits and pieces of getting along with her.

always thought that this was the true love of the two, but even true love could not withstand the impact of human sophistication, just the side with Jiang's mother subverted the feelings of the two of them for each other. Jian Fan thinks about it, and now in Sister Jiang's eyes, it is estimated that he should be a little inferior to the point of perversion, a little despicable to the point of filth, and a little intolerable to the point of violence, perhaps just like the image of a black policeman who has an unclear relationship with Li Wei, Wang Weimin, and many people in the eyes of Sister Jiang. In her own eyes, she also found that the gentle and generous Sister Jiang grew up in that pampered family and under the care of everyone, and she may not be able to overcome the cowardice of the family.

When true love reaches intimacy, I slowly discover that it is actually the wrong love in longing, and the distance between the two is still very different, and there is no chance in this life!

came, Jian Fan stopped his anxious footsteps, and looked at the three cars coming in the distance, the BMW in front was the BMW he had seen two days ago, Zeng Nan drove, the neutral car of Jiang Jiuding in the middle, and the Audi followed by Sister Jiang.

The car slowly stopped on the side of the parking lot, Zeng Nan and Jiang Dijia who came down first, Jiang Jiuding's family of three came down, and then in the car behind was Jiuding's vice president Zhang Kai accompanied by two old people, Jiang Qingyuan and Shen Ningshuang, who was noble, it seems that the modern imperfect legal system has not had a substantial impact on this rich family, Jiang Jiuding is still a boss, a big family talking and laughing, and walking towards the waiting hall.

Almost at the same time that Jian Fan found this person, the Jiang family also found this person blocking the door of the waiting hall at the same time, with bandages on his arms and colors on his face, and he saw a little melancholy on his calm face when he took a few steps closer, and the focus of his eyes was on Jiang Dijia, who was also calm but also a little melancholy.

It's closer, it's closer, Jian Fan stood quietly and looked at the group of people who were getting closer and closer, with mixed feelings in his heart, looking at Jiang Dijia, who was dressed in a long white dress and holding a scarf, and was almost no different from Sister Jiang in his memory. It's like they were laughing together yesterday, like they just broke up today, and they reunited in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Jiuding was a little sneering, holding his wife and holding his daughter without speaking, shaking his head, Shen Ningshuang turned his head and stared at his daughter's Zeng Nan, and when he entered the hall, he glanced at Jian Fan without any kindness, he didn't look at it before, but now he is afraid that it is even more unsightly, Zeng Nan hugged Shen Ningshuang and didn't know what to comfort, the second brother of the family entered the waiting hall, and finally Jiang Dijia slowly stopped in front of Jian Fan.

"I'm leaving......" Jiang Dijia's eyes wandered, infinitely attached.

"I'll send you ......" Jian Fan raised his eyes, and the tacit understanding between his eyes and his heart was still there.

"I'm sorry ......"

The two of them said these three words almost identically, and they were stunned by each other's words almost at the same time.

Excuse me? Why...... Jian Fan's heart flashed because of the harm caused to Sister Jiang by his selfishness and narrowness, no matter how deep the resentment towards Shen Ningshuang was, it couldn't be applied to Sister Jiang, and the pleasure of revenge after secretly digging clues from Jiang's mother turned into an unspeakable apology. In the face of Jiang Dijia, who is clear and jade, Jian Fan always feels that his psychology is always so dark and dirty, and he will always be ashamed of himself.

Why are you sorry? In Jiang Dijia's eyes, the instantly deepened attachment flashed on that sunny day in Wulong County, the big boy with a bright smile, whether he hugged each other together and fled for his life, or kissed each other on the long street, or was he affectionate in countless leisure days, or even in the warm room on a cold night?

"Does it still hurt?" Jiang Dijia gently stretched out her jade hand and gently stroked the injury on Jian Fan's face, gently, almost untouchable.

"It doesn't hurt. Jian Fan smiled reluctantly and grabbed Sister Jiang's hand, a warm, slender and soft hand.

"You're lying to me again. Jiang Dijia glanced at him with disgust, and his other hand touched Jian Fan's face, and a lot of love and pity were revealed through his eyes, making the feeling in Jian Fan's heart rise suddenly.

"In the future, I won't be able to fool you anymore. Jian Fan said gloomily, took Jiang Dijia's hand, and asked weakly with great courage: "Sister, do you have to go?"

Jiang Dijia nodded wordlessly, comforting Jian Fan and said, "...... Don't blame my mother, if you want to complain, blame me, I have thought a lot about things between us in the past few months, I really want to marry you, it will not bring you happiness but a burden; my mother just wants me to have a peaceful, rich and stable environment, for me she expects to be able to stand up, to be healthy is already very satisfied, marriage is secondary...... If you marry a woman who is gluttonous, lazy, spends money and can't do anything, it won't be long before you get bored...... In fact, I know that you love me in your heart and have never disliked me in the slightest, so I am very satisfied......"

The soft words, like a warbler's cry, also implied a lot of helpless grievances about life, which made Jian Fan speechless for a while.

Maybe he has figured out the difference between the two, maybe he has listened to his parents, maybe there is only a little nostalgia left for the hazy feelings, Sister Jiang is gentle and moving, and then looking at the beauty like jade and the deep affection in her eyelashes, the volcano buried in Jian Fan's heart almost wants to erupt, one hand caresses the show, holds her lover, and says with some emotion: "Sister, I want to marry you...... I've always wanted to marry you back at all costs, but I've never been able to make up my mind. Now I don't have that much ability, I will have it someday, but why didn't anyone give me a little time, give me a chance? I always wanted to prove that I was better than others, but I took the wrong path and ended up scarring myself...... I don't know if you will regret it, but I think I will definitely regret it, I will regret not catching you, I will regret giving up our relationship, but I want to catch it now, and I can't ........."

For feelings, just like for the case, they are all helpless to disarm and give up on reality. Jian Fan couldn't say clearly, but he felt like facing the orders and arrangements of the detachment and organization, and it was always a kind of powerlessness to reverse, and the fate of the little people seemed to be coming to an end, and there was only one destination: accept fate!

So, Jian Fan accepted his fate, but he couldn't help the thoughts in his heart and took a last look.

So, Jiang Dijia was speechless, all the explanations were redundant, and all the explanations could not save the upcoming parting.

The two people who are in love look at each other speechlessly, even if they can put aside the world's vision, they can't break through the barriers of the family, Jiang Dijia's eyes moved, and suddenly remembered the moment when he saw his lover in the hospital who was seriously injured and unconscious, and he wanted to cry but couldn't cry and could only secretly wipe his tears. He held his hands with some pity, held his head, and buried his lover in his shoulder.

Leaning, leaning gently, the days and nights of longing, it is better to lie on the lover's shoulder for a moment, tears flashing in his eyes, and he was wiped out by Jiang Dijia silently carrying Jian Fan on his back.

So, time seemed to freeze in Jian Fan's eyes, hugging Sister Jiang to reminisce about every moment of emotion, without the heartbreak of breaking up, but still feeling the affection between each other. In a trance, I felt that this moment would last forever. This may be love, whether it is staying together or parting, there is not the slightest resentment, when staying together, it is the ears and temples grinding, when parting is endless thoughts, everything is always so beautiful.

It's short, like a moment, it's been a long time, I don't know how long it has been. The hall echoed with a reminder that flight 315 to Beijing was about to take off, Zeng Nan rushed out, standing near the left of the two, wanting to remind but not daring to echo.

separated, the two separated, it was Jian Fan, weakly took out a small box in his pocket and handed it to Jiang Dijia, without saying a word, but it was the final difference.

"What is it?" Jiang Dijia asked.

"Lilies, your favorite. Jian Fan smiled reluctantly.

"Flowers?" Jiang Dijia looked at the box, it couldn't be flowers at all.

"I made the flowers into food, lily sunflower kernels, soaked in petals to make flavoring, fried three times, very crispy, I will definitely be able to eat the taste of lilies...... The delicate bloom of flowers is only for a moment, and its taste will be left for a long time, which is one of the flower dishes and a kind of cooking...... When you are hungry and want to eat, tell me and I'll send you ...... Let's go, don't miss the plane......" Jian Fan said softly, he had been thinking about giving a gift for the past three days, and finally gave him something to eat.

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Dijia smiled, wiped her eyes the moment she turned around, and walked briskly. Standing with his family, he entered the boarding passage step by step, and the moment he disappeared, he was a forced smile.

The most beautiful moment was frozen in Jian Fan's eyes, and the flight that took off disappeared.

"Let's go...... I'll send you ......"

After a long time, he looked up at the plane that flew without a shadow, and was shocked by a reminder, Zeng Nan was on one side, and he lowered his head stupidly, looking a little unnatural when he was peeped through, and he looked at the sky without giving up, and he couldn't see anything.

"Let's go, how many kilometers are there to get to the city?

The car stopped next to Jian Fan, Zeng Nan urged, impatient, Jian Fan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the door and sat on the passenger seat, directly put down the seat, and lay down obliquely. The car roared and went straight out.

"Hey...... Don't be so sentimental, it's not far from abroad, right? If you want to see her fly directly......... Now the poor are worried about running out of money, the rich are worried about running out of money, and those who have the ability are either skilled immigrants or capital immigrants, and there are more families flying around at home and abroad...... Hey Jianfan, let me tell you, in fact, Aunt Shen's requirements are not so high, mainly because she feels that her daughter is insecure to keep up with you, of course, income is also an important factor, and people can't really marry a girl when they are mothers...... What's that...... Do you say?" Zeng Nan said and felt that the words were not easy to speak, so he replaced them with that.

"What kind of poor bastard is that?" Jian Fan said disdainfully.

"Smack...... I didn't say that. Zeng Nan avoided the sentence.

"It doesn't matter, being rich is not so honorable, and being poor is not so shameful. My current self-esteem is not afraid of this stimulus. Jian Fan sighed strangely, not like a complaint.

"Actually, you belong to the less honorable category now, Uncle Li at least left you a villa, although the antiques will definitely be confiscated by the provincial department, but the property rights of the villa should belong to you, right? Zeng Nan weakly reminded Jian Fan, a pseudo-rich man.

"The lawyer is a fart, when the illegal income is not confiscated, you don't have a word to say that it is up to you or not? Besides, with my ability, can I afford to live? The policeman's salary is enough to pay the property management fee. Hehe...... Whoever loves wants it. By the way, don't mention Li Wei, I get sick when I hear this name. Jian Fan lay lazily with his head back, his eyes closed and he spoke, now his mind was not interested in the villa that belonged to him at all, and he seemed to be immersed in his thoughts.

There is always the kind of person around you who makes you speechless, in addition to Zeng Nan, there is also that Li Wei, this person who is shrewd enough to play everything in the palm of his hand makes Jian Fan feel a little speechless at this time, success is also him, defeat is also him. If it weren't for Li Wei, I'm afraid that I wouldn't have found the clues of the case so quickly, and I wouldn't have so many unexpected performances. But it was also because of Li Wei that he was confused and responded to such an end. But when you think about it, it seems that you can't hate him, and you can't miss him either.

After a while, Zeng Nan looked sideways at the indifferent Jian Fan, and found the topic again: "Where are you going, why don't you have dinner together?"

Jian Fan didn't say anything about this proposal, but Zeng Nan reluctantly vetoed it: "Forget it, you definitely don't want to sit with me, where will I send you?"

After a while, Jian Fan didn't raise his eyelids, and said weakly: "Go home...... I am tired. ”

"Jian Fan, do you have time, I want to ...... We ......" Zeng Nan hesitated, looking sideways at Jian Fan several times, a little difficult to speak, especially for this man who is now physically and mentally injured.

"I don't have time, there's nothing between us, Boss Zeng doesn't have to open his mouth, I still want to keep my life alive for two more days. Jian Fan blocked Zeng Nan's mouth without yin or yang.

"Alas...... Forget it......"

Zeng Nan pursed his lips, a little helpless, it seemed that there was really nothing that could stimulate Jian Fanlai.

The car drove straight back to the Ping'an community, and Jian Fan, who got out of the car and was weak, didn't say hello, lazily drooped his head and hung his arms and went straight to the unit building, opened and closed the door, and then threw himself on the bed and slept lazily.........

When lying down, Jian Fan suddenly remembered an inspirational sentence that he often said when he was in school, life is like a pot, and when life is at a low point, it is like falling to the bottom of the pot, no matter which direction you work in an upward direction. Everyone seems to understand the truth, but now I seem to have my whole body of energy drained, and I don't even have the strength to go up, and I can't find anything better to do except sleep.........

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