In this world, the only thing Luo Lang can't see now is probably that Jian Yao is sad.

At first, Jian Yao was depressed, and everyone looked at her. Luo Lang went to the hospital, her house, and the police station several times a day. didn't do anything special, sent her nutritious meals, sent materials, sent her to and from work, and even sent the information about Bo Jinyan that he got himself. He is so meticulous, others don't know, and they think he is Jian Yao's husband.

And Jian Yao didn't care about anything at that time, Fang Qing suspected that she didn't care about the existence of Luo Lang.

But Fang Qing cared.

Damn, Bo Jin Yan was hurt like that and left gloomily. Luo Lang ran to Jian Yao's side all day and night, what was the matter?

So, one day, downstairs at Jian Yao's house, when Luo Lang came to visit again with fruit, Fang Qing, who had been "waiting" for a long time, was pulled out of the car and buckled against the wall.

"Luo Lang, huh? You fellow, are you too diligent in giving to other people's wives?! "Fang Qing is ruthless, it's a little scary. The tone was chilling, and his face was fierce. How many gangsters were scared and trembling by him.

Although Luo Lang was restrained by him, he didn't seem to have the power to fight back, his face was flushed, but his tone was extremely calm: "Team Leader Fang, I think you misunderstood, I care about Jian Yao out of a friend, just like you care about her, I don't have any wrong thoughts." ”

Fang Qing was stunned. I think this old boy looks quite frank.

But how could he just believe a man's words? That day, Fang Qing still drove Luo Lang away, and put down his words: "Hehe, is it loyal or treacherous...... We'll see. ”

However, as the saying goes, it will be popular over time. Later, Fang Qing gradually discovered that Luo Lang was really not the same thing to Jian Yao.

Although he cared about Jian Yao, he would never take half a step beyond Lei Chi. often asked Jian Yao to eat, but he also called Shang Qing regardless of his previous suspicions, and laughed at Fang Qing's cold eyes. often provides legal information to their police force, and is as enthusiastic about other criminal police officers as they are about Jian Yao. Occasionally, I drove to pick up Jian Yao, but never at night and didn't stay long. Once Jian Yao probably met with her sister Jian Xuan, she was emotionally uncontrollable and drank too much, and was bumped into by Luo Lang, and specially contacted Fang Qing and arranged for a policewoman to send her home. He almost adhered to the line between men and women with Jian Yao.

Fang Qing felt that Luo Lang really didn't seem to have any thoughts about Jian Yao.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if there really is, it is stuck in my heart, and I don't mention it. On this point, Fang Qing also looked at the man Luo Lang differently.

So gradually, the three of them became acquainted.

Once, Fang Qing asked Jian Yao half-jokingly: "What do you think of Luo Lang?" ”

Jian Yao replied: "He is a person with an open heart and a clear goal. I could feel that he had befriended me with good intentions. ”

Fang Qing nodded.

Later, I heard Jian Yao say lightly: "Bo Jinyan is not here, if someone else is really the slightest bit wrong, I will not become friends with him." ”

So Fang Qing understood, in this world, who doesn't live like a mirror in their hearts? It's just that what everyone sees is themselves in the mirror.

Later, the three of them got to know each other more and more, and they actually chatted with each other very well and became really good friends.

The aroma of roasting, mixed with the smell of wine, drills into the nose. However, Luo Lang's nose was actually very smart, and he moved twice and asked, "How can I smell the medicine, who is injured?" ”

Jian Yao smiled and replied: "It's me, a little injury, it's fine." ”

Fang Qing sighed twice: "This nose is envious of others." ”

Luo Lang ignored him, took two more sips of wine, and then secretly moved the rest of the wine under the table to his feet.

When Fang Qing saw it, he smiled and said nothing.

If he Fang Qing is now like Jian Yao's brother-in-law, then Luo Lang is undoubtedly his mother's eldest brother. The two tacitly protected her, which can be regarded as some kind of tacit understanding between the two old men.

Fang Qing took two puffs of cigarette and quipped, "Why don't you bring your little girlfriend over?" ”

Luo Lang smiled and said: "She is used to eating red wine and Western food, and she is not used to eating street barbecue crayfish." What am I bringing her for? Then he teased Fang Qing without showing weakness: "What about your actress girlfriend?" Wasn't the previous paragraph vigorous? Why do you never see you bring it out? Isn't it inconvenient for big stars? ”

Last time he was seriously injured, Jin Xiaozhe broke into the armed police hospital alone, causing a lot of trouble in the city.

Fang Qing spit out a lobster shell and said lightly: "What are you mentioning her for?" Broke up. ”

Jian Yao patted him on the shoulder.

Luo Lang's expression sank: "I'm sorry." I didn't expect you guys to be like this. ”

Fang Qing smiled and said, "Your girlfriend refuses to accompany you to eat beer barbecue." My woman, she finally can't put up with my career as a criminal police officer anymore. She said that when she woke up one day, I would have hung up. ”

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When Jian Yao returned home this night, it was already late at night.

The big house, empty, silent.

She washed up as usual, changed into her pajamas, and read a book by the bedside for a while. Finally turn off the lights and lie down in bed.

Outside the window, the clouds were thick and there was no starlight. She lay down for a while, but could not sleep, got up again, and went to the study.

The study is still in its original state. All of Bo Jinyan's books and files were placed in the distance, and Jian Yao organized them neatly. She took out a copy, sat down in front of the window, and looked at it by the light for a while.

Then she looked up at the whiteboard on the wall.

That's what Bo Jinyan usually uses. At this time, the top is wiped clean, except for the upper right corner, there is a number.

341。

Jian Yao got up and walked over, erasing out the "1" and changing it to "2".

Suddenly, I felt a throbbing pain in my lungs and tingling in my eyes. But she lowered her head and held back.

He'll be back.

He said he would come back.

What she has to do is to wait for **** months and even years and months, just do it.

But when will he reappear in front of his wife?

It's not that I can't find it

Although With An Yan by his side, it would be easy for him to disappear. But if you really ask the criminal police to look for it, you may not be able to find it.

But Jian Yao didn't look for it.

The wind doesn't have to ask about the return date, her blind detective will find his way home one day.

Jian Yao raised her head and looked at the night outside the window.

The same indulgent solitude of the night also loomed over the roof of another building not far away.

Luo Lang looked through the binoculars and saw that Jian Yao's window was lit up. And then he lay on the bed. The original dense photos on the wall have been unknowingly torn off most of them in the past year. There are only a lot of photos left, Jian Yao, Jian Xuan, and Jian Mu when they are laughing. Luo Lang lay down, thinking about Jian Yao's calm and gentle expression when he drank tonight, and he also smiled. I took a glass of water, took 5 sleeping pills, and closed my eyes.

Only Fang Qing's home is still brightly lit at the moment.

This is the house he rented, a one-bedroom apartment, neither new nor old, near the police station. Lately, he's been tossing and turning and not getting a good night's sleep. Just do more exercise before bedtime. At home, I don't know how many pull-ups I did, I did push-ups, and finally I went to take a shower and lay out of breath in bed.

After lying with his eyes closed for a long time, he opened them violently again and went to get his phone. When I opened the photobook, I was stunned. The photo of Jin Xiaozhe on the mobile phone has been deleted when they quarreled and broke up last time.

However, her photos, her news, her dynamics, any wind and grass, a lot of them are found on the Internet.

Fang Qing looked at it for a while, after all, he was upset, and he couldn't help himself. Finally, until he was extremely tired, he threw his phone aside, pressed half of his face with the palm of his hand, and fell into a deep sleep. (To be continued.) )