She was about to go up, but she stood by the car and didn't move. An Yan didn't move, looking down at her. Then she smiled brightly, looked up and kissed him on the cheek, "I'm going up." Go quickly, don't be late. ”

An Yan stared at her and said, "I've been thinking about it for the past few days, if I want to hire a bodyguard for you like Brother Fang Qing." ”

Gu Yi looked at him, and knew that he had always remembered this matter, or because of the last incident. She smiled and shook her head, saying, "That's so uncomfortable." In the future, I will be careful, as the girlfriend of the detective, I will not be arrested again. And you see, now you've moved my house next to you. The job you introduced me to is a hundred meters away from your police station; I went to a party with my friends, and you followed me inseparably...... An Yan, I think it's really enough. Are we going to be conjoined babies? ”

An Yan's face was hot when she said it, and he let out an "oh", turned around and rode away. Gu Yan looked at his back, suddenly smiled, and shouted, "Hey, I'll cook for you at home at night, okay?" ”

An Yan's car immediately braked suddenly, turned his head and looked at her with a smile, the smile was bright and handsome: "Okay." ”

……

Time flows forward inch by inch.

There may be a crisis, or there may be harm.

But what is it that moves us on in the end?

It's a firm heart.

Now, sticking to Gu Yanyan with all his might all the time really makes An Yan a little embarrassed. But whenever he thinks back to the events of that day, he still feels afraid. At that time, if there was a moment of hesitation or fragility, Gu Yanxi might not be able to save him.

Or it can be said that it was this smart and tenacious girl herself who saved Gu Yanyi.

and her firm heart, who firmly believes that the police lover will definitely save her.

……

When An Yan found Gu Yanyan in the water tank, fear and grief were like a giant claw, grabbing the young man's heart. He was really discouraged, in a trance, unable to accept what was in front of him, until his companions grabbed him by the shoulders and told him to evacuate.

At this moment, a stubborn thought came to his heart: Gu Yi can't die! He's going to save her!

This thought, of course, is irrational and even paranoid. But when he remembered the night of parting, this pure and beautiful girl, who had given him everything he had, and was so dependent on and looking forward to it, that he could not accept the fact that she was dead—even though the girl in his arms was no longer angry.

The mind of the science student began to work compulsively, and he began to look for all the clues that could confirm that Gu was alive. The first thing he noticed was that the water in the tank was still rising, and it was moving at a constant rate. This means that the tank is under human control, and the water tank starts to fill with water. That is, combined with the uniform rising speed, the length, width and height of the water tank, and the volume of Gu Yiyi, he could calculate when she was buried and how many minutes she was buried......

A spiritual light swept through his heart like lightning, and he remembered that the two of them had kissed so much that they were almost out of breath, but Gu Yiyan seemed to say proudly: "My breath has always been relatively long...... No one can hold their breath better than me. "Also, if she was drowning in her wake, why didn't there show any signs of struggle on the box and the inner lid?

She's such a clever girl, she's the champion of the cosplay contest! She is consciously conserving her strength and waiting for rescue! When this thought came to his mind, it was like a needle pricking An Yan's heart. The drowning time of ordinary people is 6 minutes, but Gu Yixi seems to be able to support 8 minutes, 9 minutes, or even 10 minutes if he deliberately holds his breath! He calculates quickly in his mind, and his brain runs like a computer like crazy, 10 minutes! It's been just 10 minutes since she drowned!

He hurriedly put her on the ground and, according to first aid measures, began to press on her chest and artificial respiratory...... The armed police next to him couldn't persuade him, just when he had lost his mind. He yelled, "Don't bother me! He kept pressing, but the girl on the ground never moved. His tears were about to fall, and he let out a pleading wail...... The girl, who was already exhausted, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of water, opened her eyes, and saw him......

What is love, you ask?

It's the first encounter at a glimpse.

It is shy and bold to test and approach each other.

Or endless thoughts and caresses.

Finally, it was I who took your hand and saw that there would still be stars in the sky.

——

It was a long morning later.

Jian Yao is a capable mother, and in the morning, she woke up the two children, washed and dressed, sat for breakfast for them, and then let the two finish their kindergarten homework. After doing all this, it was already 10 a.m.

She looked at her watch and said, "Let's go, let's go see our godfather." ”

The son Bo asked concisely, "What about Dad?" ”

Before Jian Yao could answer, her daughter Bo Yao spoke: "Then do you need to say it?" It must have passed first. He does that every year. ”

Jian Yao smiled and got the two children into the car.

The cemetery is in the western suburbs of the city, and it took a long time to arrive. At this time, the sky is drizzling, and the whole mountain looks green and hazy. They got out of the car, the two children ran on the side, and Jian Yao followed. Went around a few times and arrived quickly.

The trees and grass on both sides have grown very tall, and the cemetery is grid by block, and there is no one in such a season and day. From a distance, Jian Yao saw Bo Jinyan sitting alone next to Fu Ziyu's tombstone, with his hands on his knees, his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

He was still the same, with a black suit, white shirt, short black hair, and a fair face. Under the slender eyebrows and eyes, there is a tall and straight nose bridge. Tall and thin, as if nothing has changed at all over the years. Hearing the child running over, he raised his head and showed an expression of disapproval: "Bo Jian, Bo Yao, please keep quiet here." Bo Yao grimaced at him, and Bo Jian stood with his hands folded with a faint expression, looking at his father who was sitting on the ground.

Jian Yao smiled and walked over. Bo Jinyan also got up from the ground, took her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her. Jian Yao knew that this time of year was the time when her husband needed to be appeased the most, so she didn't say much, just held her hand tightly. The two of them watched this Bo Jian and Bo Yao put the flowers and red wine in their hands in front of the tomb, and one of them called "godfather".

After a few more moments at the cemetery, the family got into the car and headed back. At this time, Bo Jian in the back row said quietly: "Mom, since everyone is in a bad mood today, can you go eat fish hot pot?" Bo Yao twisted her eyebrows: "I hate eating fish the most." ”

Bo Jinyan smiled faintly: "Heh...... It's really visionless. Mrs. Bo, I want to eat fish today, too. ”

Bo Yao howled: "Mom, don't! Bo Jian smiled, also paying attention to her mother's expression.

Jian Yao, who was driving and was the head of the family, couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, go eat fish hot pot, Bo Yao, I'll buy you a claypot rice, your favorite." "Oh yes!" At this time, Bo Yao cheered.

It was drizzling and the road was wet. The Black Grand Cherokee circles the hill and gets farther and farther into the city of skyscrapers.

……

Many years later, when I look back, I will still remember the villa in the middle of the mountain. I remember him standing on the stairs in a bathrobe and night vision goggles, looking down on me. also remembered that Fu Ziyu shook the red wine glass in his hand in the night, and said with a smile: "Can you take one more step?" I had to take many more steps to get to him. ”

Remembering the first time I saw him smile arrogantly and coldly in the Killing Machine case, I knew that there was no smarter man in the world. I also remember when I was imprisoned by Xie Han, I watched him walk towards me in a black windbreaker, his eyes were arrogant and his voice was hoarse, but I knew that he only had me in his eyes; And in that warehouse where we all broke our hearts, beside the deep pool under the cliff, he always came to me again and again.

I don't think I have any regrets in my life. I've met a group of like-minded friends, even though some have separated from us halfway through. Like him, I have walked on the edge of darkness, seen the most twisted ugliness in the world, seen the painful souls waiting for redemption, and seen many, many warm and sad hearts.

The bird rested on the roots of the tree.

The roots of the tree go deep into the earth, and for a lifetime, tirelessly, searching for the light.

We've been together until we're old.

- "The Darkness of He Comes, Please Close Your Eyes" (end of full text)——

——"He's Coming, Please Close Your Eyes" series of stories (end)——

Everyone:

That's it. In the future, there will be no more stories of Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao in my pen, and there is no need to write more.

It's not easy to write a sequel, and it's even harder to write a sequel with a big stylistic overhaul. Perhaps to this day, some people still question the need to write a sequel with their eyes closed. But in the process of writing, I became more and more convinced that "Dark" was necessary. Just like a cheerful arc that needs to be drawn with the remaining few heavy colors, just like the back of a happy and sweet pet will eventually have tears that will shock the heart. With 2,1 will be more complete. The stories and lives of Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao are complete and full. This probably has something to do with the fact that as an author, I have different writing demands at different stages of writing. It's just a bit of a long time, after all, it's been 3 years since I wrote Closed Eyes 1. Try to continue as much as possible, but hopefully it will be a completely different story. I've done my part. You've worked hard, too.,Touch.,I know it's not easy to read a plot-based text for many sister papers.,Lack of fun.,After all, there's a lack of "mutual flirtation", the most attractive highlight. But I see that the subscription has been very stable, thank you for your love and support.

Winter has arrived. Sorry for the update too fast and can't accompany you through the winter. However, perhaps, Xinwen is just ahead of the spring flowers? Maybe it's a cute new story? After all, in order to write a dark plot like "Dark", it took me almost 1 year, and I couldn't suppress the restless spring heart in my body~

I wish you all a happy new year in advance, and we will see you in 2017~

——An evergreen tree from the online literary world: the old black soil

May 9th

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