Three days later, on an ordinary Saturday morning, there was a drizzle in the sky. After returning from the park, Luo woke up and received a call from his mother. There was no greeting, and he was directly ordered to go home tonight. Wait for him to eat.

Luo woke up helplessly, it seems that all his whereabouts cannot escape the eyes of his parents. Although it's Saturday, everyone in the unit is there, and I don't know if there is a rest day here? Zhang Xiaoling hasn't come back yet, so let's go to my senior brother to ask for a leave of absence, right?

"The one I love has flown away, and the one who loves me has not yet come. It's mine... ”

"How did your lover fly away? Is it Tengyun or Fog, why does it sound like a goblin?"

Zhang Xiaoling hummed a little song and came back on crutches.

"You know. There is no literary literacy at all. This is anthropomorphism, don't you understand?"

"Is it a human being who still needs to be proposed? It seems that it is still not a human being. ”

Zhang Fatzi gave Luo a roll of his eyes.

"Alas. What a nostalgia for the period of the War of Liberation? How enthusiastic our revolutionary comrades were at that time? Everywhere they went, they were like a family. ”

"What's wrong? What is this stimulating today?"

"You still don't understand? You see so many girls on the street are accompanied by people, why don't everyone talk about it when I get up? I don't have bad intentions, I just want to listen to it and learn from it. ”

"You go to someone else's place to fall in love, don't you want to be a third party? Oh? No. Your appearance as a sanitation worker is too eye-catching, and you are so obscene, you are not a good person at first glance. Beaten up?"

"Oh, my unbelievable love, I mourn you in silence. It's better to be during the War of Liberation!"

"You can also write poetry? What's so good about wartime that deserves your fascination? What's so important?"

"258 regiment! I don't understand this? At that time, how considerate the organization was, and how pervasive it was to take care of our work and life? And how good it would be if it was still like this now? I could devote myself to the great revolutionary cause and selfless struggle. ”

Luo woke up and squirted out a sip of tea, choking and coughing.

"I thought you were going to learn from your revolutionary ancestors and dedicate yourself to the great cause? The real purpose of your feelings is still for your mother-in-law, and you are really sorry for the education that the party and the people have given you so many years. ”

"You're a full man, you don't know how hungry a man is? Oh, that's not right? You're naked, and you look like Ximenqing, so why aren't you considerate? You can't have a disability in some key place, right? Have you had any actual combat with a "madman" recently?"

Luo woke up and choked up again, rolling his eyes.

"Are you naked? Your brother doesn't look like a disabled person compared to me? If I were Ximenqing, I would directly kick you, Wu Dalang, into the palace as a eunuch. ”

"Alas, I'm not as good as Wu Dalang? Wu Da is good enough to have a happy time? I think that Jin Lian is also an unfortunate and lovely person. ”

After lunch, Luo woke up and knocked on the door of Fu Qiubai's office. was about to speak, but found that there were two other people in the room, standing in front of Fu Qiubai's desk, as if discussing something.

He knew both of these people, and Zhang Xiaoling had introduced them to him before. But today was the first time he had seen the two of them. The reason why I say "know" is because the physical characteristics of these two people are extremely distinctive.

"Come, junior brother. I'm just going to introduce you. Zuo Ligao, pharmacist. Pathologist, responsible for blood tests, DNA testing. He is 40 years old. Nicknamed "Left Middle Hall".

This one is Zhou Yang, 35 years old. He is a double doctor of criminal psychology and behavioral psychology, nicknamed "out of shape". This is my little junior brother, Luo Xing, who was newly transferred. Well, you can salute when you meet for the first time. ”

Fu Qiubai walked out from behind the desk with a smile and pointed to two middle-aged people who were also tall and thin.

Zuo Li is about 1.9 meters tall and very thin. The face is sickly pale, and the cheeks are tightened like a knife, and the cheekbones appear more prominent. Single eyelid with large eyes and some drooping corners of the eyes. This is the "fat head" in the mouth of Zhang Fatzi.

Zhou Yang is slightly shorter than Zuo Li, and he is very thin. It's just that the black eyeballs of the eyes are small, and the whites of the eyes are blue. Coupled with a pair of thick myopia lenses, it gives people the feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake. People can't help but feel a sense of dizziness and fear, and they dare not look directly. This is the "hanged ghost" in Zhang Fatzi's mouth, known as a humanoid self-propelled horror film. Met at night, nightmare for three years.

Both of them wore equally neat three-and-seven hairs. Left stands high and divides to the left, and Zhou Yang divides to the right. These two were collectively called by Zhang Xiaoling as the thirteen evil gods, "the thirteen of the two evils".

Fu Qiubai's introduction is really as simple and direct as the master, but the joke is a little stiff. Luo woke up and saluted the two of them upright, then turned his head and asked Fu Qiubai: "Senior brother, since you still have something to do here, will I come back later?"

"What's the matter? It's just that the ministry wants to add some manpower to the unit, but the master doesn't agree. It's useless to have too many people in a unit like ours. No, the ministry has changed its strategy and asked the old people in the unit to bring at least one apprentice or trainee each. Even Lou Dejing has to bring it. These two don't want to, aren't I doing my job? ”

"I just want to ask if our unit has a day off?" After speaking, Luo woke up and scratched his head, and suddenly realized that he was asking a stupid question.

"Haha~ Of course there is. The country's statutory rest days are just as valid as in our workplace. It's that there are many single people in the unit, and there are also many people who are in other places, so there are very few people who go out on rest days. You're being stunned by the fat man, aren't you?!"

Sure enough, Zhang Fatzi subtly instilled in himself the psychological illusion that everyone was working day and night, and if he wanted to rest, he would not be motivated and willing to fall. It's really funny that I came over to ask for leave on the big weekend, how happy everyone is?

"But we are indeed in a state of readiness here, and if you go to another place during the break, you have to ask for leave. After leaving the unit, at least one means of communication should be kept open at all times, so that the recruits can be returned. You're new to the city, and you're not going to be assigned a field assignment. Do you want to go home and see it?"

"Yes, I want to go home in the evening. If I have a day off, I'll be back tomorrow morning and I won't delay the next day's practice. ”

"You haven't been home since you reported for duty, have you? Drive back and go to the "madman" to get the car keys. We still have this little benefit, so we don't have to be in such a hurry to come back. The practice arranged by the master is not an overnight effort, and after finding a way, you can practice anytime and anywhere. You are smart and hardworking, but you also have to learn how to relax. ”

"You have to be careful of Zhang Fatty, then you are not a good bird!" Zhou Yang, who was silent on the side, suddenly spoke, and his stereotypical face made it impossible to distinguish the true meaning of the words.

"That's right, that fat bun pretends to be stupid all day long but is cunning like a ghost. It's not a good bird!" echoed Zuo Ligao. A moment later, Fu Qiubai and the three of them all burst out laughing.

Luo woke up and could only shake his head in embarrassment.

Back in "Wenxiang Pavilion", Luo woke up and saw Zhang Xiaoling holding a copy of "Behavioral Psychology" and drooling "intently". The purr was soft, and the thick book was sliding down his undulating belly.

Luo woke up and was about to go back to the dormitory to clean up, but he heard Zhang Fatzi's mouth muttering indistinctly: "How is my acting skills? ”

"It would be perfect if the saliva on your lips was stretched a little longer. But even so, it is not a problem to win the Golden Rooster Award and the Hundred Flowers Award. ”

This dead fat man is ambushed everywhere, I said, why did he sleep so deeply for such a while? It seems that this fat face is indeed very deceptive, and Zhang Fat Man is also a person who is very good at taking advantage of himself.

"Your horizons are still too narrow, and my gaze has long been as deep as the sea of stars. Are you arranging the aftermath and preparing to leave the leadership of the organization?"

"I just went to the yard and burned two newspapers to see if there were any ghosts and gods who were idle and quickly took you away. By the way, I just met Zuo Ligao and Zhou Yang, two immortals, at Senior Brother's place, how did you offend these two great gods?"

"It seems that you really burned the newspaper and fooled the ghost just now!Alas, it's all the fault of the woman!" Zhang Xiaoling stretched his waist and stood up, walked to the window and lowered his head to fiddle with the mandala.

"I had just arrived, and I was young and ignorant. Zuo Ligao's hometown is from Hebei, and he is almost forty years old, and he is still a single. He is usually very busy, and he often forgets to eat when he is researching topics, so he takes time to fall in love.

The family was anxious about his marriage, so they touched him in his hometown in Hebei. He didn't have time to see each other. The woman may think that Lao Zuo's conditions are not bad, and since she doesn't have time to meet, she writes a letter to chat? It can be regarded as a process of getting acquainted with each other.

But how could Lao Zuo write a love letter? That letter was written like a confessional confession. Zhou Yang had a good relationship with him and knew a little bit of psychology, so he helped him write a reply. The people who came and went were still tidy, and Lao Zuo seemed to be about to see spring.

On that day, the "out-of-shaped" had a temporary task, so he gave me the letter he had written. Let me send it for you. The address was written on the letter, but it was not stamped or sealed. I was curious for a moment, and I said that I also learned to study, so I opened it and looked at it. There is a recent photo of Lao Zuo in the letter, which seems to be asked by the woman for Lao Zuo. I saw that this picture was so shabby! So I changed it. ”

"Yes, must it be a good thing?" Luo woke up, and he had already burned incense in his heart for Comrade Zuo Ligao's love.

"You're not going to send your picture, are you?!"

"Then you can't give Lao Zuo to death? Brother, if I could lose weight back then, it would also be a handsome white guy who is as beautiful as a flower. I sent the photo on Zhou Yang's work card. ”

Damn?

The woman immediately replied to the letter and pulled out the wax with Lao Zuo. The photos were also returned, and the matter was revealed. Lao Zuo didn't say anything, anyway, he didn't feel anything, and he had been replying to the letter "out of shape" all along. But it's annoying that he is "out of shape" and doesn't do it anymore? Say that I have ruined his reputation. I said that your reputation was ruined when you were in school, where is my turn?

Do you know what to do? After graduation, Zhou Yang was originally going to stay in school to take graduate students. As a result, when the students saw that the tutor was him, they would rather not study it than be a student for him. In fact, your master has always thought that psychology is a showcase, but your senior brother values him very much. ”

Luo woke up and looked at Zhang Xiaoling, but he could only be silent.

At the same time in the heart,

Silent mourning for the former love of Comrade Lao Zuo.