"I didn't expect ......," he said, "I'm going to lose to you in this shot." ”

"I expected that." Bo Jinyan said, "Thanks to you, I have spent nearly a year in the dark, so my eyes are more adaptable to the darkness than yours. ”

Derrick smiled again, then slowly raised his arm and raised his gun again. Bo Jin Yan frowned, blocking Jian Yao with his figure, the muzzle of the gun was always aimed at him, and his fingers slowly pulled the trigger.

Derrick suddenly closed his eyes, showed a painful expression, and softly **. It took several seconds before he opened his eyes, staring at Bo Jin Yan and Jian Yao, and suddenly, smiled.

It was a somewhat strange smile in Jian Yao's opinion.

There was sadness, there was calm, and there was mild relief after taking off all the treacherous disguises.

He said, "So he's been like this, letting you stand behind you." ”

Jian Yao was slightly stunned, and Bo Jin Yan's eyebrows did not move.

Derrick raised his gun and shot himself in the sun**.

There was no sound on the ground, only the rain continued to fall at the feet of the two men. On the riverbank above the cliff, many policemen's flashlights have shone on, shouting for search. Bo Jinyan hugged Jian Yao into his arms. The two hugged tightly. Behind you, the waterfall plummets in the dark night, while the pool is quiet and deep. The rocks in the pool stand in silence and sparkle in the dark. Like an eye, always staring.

——

A few days later.

This is a secluded sanatorium on the outskirts of Beijing. It was sunset, and the golden glow covered the entire meadow. Figures are sparse.

A man sat alone on a white bench, looking at the white doves flying on the grass. She sat for a long time, her body was thin, and she didn't know how long she had been sitting.

Far from the rear, the agent and assistant stood silently, looking at her lonely back.

"Isn't she still going back to work?" The broker asked.

The assistant nodded, and her eyes were red: "She's always been like that, I think...... She may never be able to do it again...... worked. ”

The agent also took a deep breath, patted the assistant on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, I know." After being silent for a while, he said: "To be honest, I really regret it, I knew that I shouldn't have arranged Xiaozhe's work so full, so that she could have more time with him before." ”

The assistant burst into tears.

As twilight fell, the golden light faded away. Jin Xiaozhe still sat in place and didn't move, she sat like this for another day, looking at the southwest direction. The assistant was holding the clothes, and the agent was just about to step forward, when he suddenly heard footsteps on the hillside behind him.

Someone ran over.

This piece is a private place that they have taken down, so no one should come. The agent turned his head and was stunned to see the man running up the hill.

The assistant also opened his mouth wide and pointed at the visitor: "You, you...... Ghost ......"

The man ignored their confusion, looked up, and asked eagerly, "What about her?" What about people? Then he saw the man sitting on the grass bench.

His whole person seemed to freeze suddenly, he was sweating profusely when he was running, but now he didn't run, he looked at her quietly, and then smiled.

Step by step, he walked towards her from behind.

The assistant and the agent stood in place, not knowing whether to be happy or sad. Finally both women covered their faces and cried.

Fang Qing walked behind her. From his point of view, he only saw that she still combed her sideburns neatly, and even wore light makeup and a beautiful dress. Yet she sat there all the time, not moving, her hands on her knees, clenched into fists. There was a cold blackness in his eyes.

Fang Qing's heart ached, his hand rested on the back of the chair, and he called softly: "Xiaozhe." ”

Jin Xiaozhe slowly turned his head and saw him.

Staring, only a breeze gently blew through the grass, blowing the shirt in his police uniform and the hem of her skirt.

"Am I dreaming?" She said.

"Not a dream, not a dream!" Fang Qing grabbed her hand and put it on his chest, "I'm sorry Xiaozhe, I'm back!" I thought I wouldn't be able to come back! But I ......" he laughed, "I'm back!" I came back alive! ”

Tears had slid down Jin Xiaozhe's eyes, she struggled to stand up, but Fang Qing couldn't hold back the surging emotions in her heart at all, and hugged her into her arms. She also hugged him tightly, burst into tears, and cried: "I thought you really couldn't come back!" You make a call like that! Make a call like that! I thought I was done! This life is completely over! ”

Fang Qing also had tears in his eyes and said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was really ......"

I thought I was going to die.

The two cried and hugged each other, and after a while, Jin Xiaozhe raised his eyes to look at him and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Fang Qing bit his lip, smiled, and said, "I think...... Someone in the dark is blessing me, bless me to come back to you. I always feel that people like me have been catching bad guys and doing good deeds all their lives, and God will know about it. It turned out that he really knew. ”

……

As for what happened later that night, Fang Qing actually couldn't remember it clearly. I only remember the last scene, when the entire temple collapsed, and behind it was a rolling torrent that was enough to bury everything. And the tall Buddha statue was the first to fall down towards him.

When he woke up, it was already the next night, and he found himself lying on a boat, with Bo Jinyan, Jian Yao, and An Yan all there. There was also Gu Yiyi, who was being rescued, lying next to him.

"Why am I ......?" he asked.

Bo Jin Yan looked at him gently and replied, "Fang Qing, your life is very big. ”

He froze.

It turned out to be a Buddha statue.

When the Buddha statue fell, its abdomen was broken and cracked, and it enveloped him in it. And the back of the Buddha statue is extremely hard. That night, countless torrents of mud and rocks buried him, crushing him under layers of stones and trees. Only the Buddha statue is shrouded in hardness. So after dawn, when the police returned again, they dug at the site of the accident, and miraculously found that he had not suffered any fatal injuries, and he still had breath, and immediately rescued him......

Fang Qing raised her eyes to look at Jin Xiaozhe, but her tears couldn't be stopped. He smiled generously and bowed his head to kiss away her tears. The last trace of sunset fell, and the two sat quietly on the bench, only to feel that the years had never failed them, and dreams and love had never been forgotten.

——

A month later.

It was a sunny morning, and An Yan wore a white shirt, black trousers, backpack, and bicycle to go to work as usual.

It's just that now, his original cool and handsome brand-name cycling bike has been replaced by a family bicycle with a back seat, a front basket and a stand. Although every time he rides this bicycle on the street, he has a feeling of silently blackening himself.

But I can't stand it, some people like to take his car.

He actually rode to the next building, stopped, and rang the bell.

After a few minutes, the girl ran down, first shoved a loaf of bread into his mouth, then jumped into the back seat and slapped his bag: "Let's go, monitor the little prince." Her hand gently gripped his waist. An Yan smiled slightly, lowered his head, and began to ride quickly and steadily.

Along the way, the wind blew and the willow branches fluttered. As they passed by the door of the police office building, the security guard looked at them with obvious envy, jealousy and hatred.

An Yan sneered in his heart, not squinting.

Soon, he arrived at the bottom of the building where Gu Yanyi went to work. (To be continued.) )