The voice fell into Jian Yao's ears, like a string, vibrating gently. The aftermath is endless, and it is difficult to calm down.

Her neck was even a little stiff, and she wanted to look up, but she didn't listen.

Fang Qing next to him had already raised his head in shock, and was speechless in an instant.

Jian Yao finally looked over.

The people around are still as usual, everything is quiet. Through the layer of glass, Jian Yao saw him standing in the corridor.

Mr. Bo was still wearing a black suit, a white shirt, and shiny leather shoes. He had lost a lot of weight, and his suit looked empty. Standing high there, like a hanger. The pale and thin hand pressed on a crutch, which was shiny and black, which inexplicably made Jian Yao feel abrupt.

On his face, he wears a pair of sunglasses. His face was cold.

Because of his wild words, many people looked at him. And his expression did not change in the slightest, and he continued to walk forward.

Suddenly, as he passed through the window, his steps stopped.

Jian Yao's heart instantly lifted.

His face was originally facing forward, but at this moment, through the mottled glass, it seemed to be aware of it, tilting his head slightly in her direction.

Fang Qing was beside him, and scolded in a low voice, "Damn". The detectives don't know why.

Jian Yao's eyes slowly wet. Look at his pitch-black hair, look at his dimly lit sunglasses. Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand, pressed it on the glass, and called softly: "Jin Yan ......"

However, through the glass, he couldn't hear after all, as if he hadn't found anything, turned his head, and continued to walk forward with an indifferent face. The figure quickly disappeared at the end of the hallway.

Jian Yao stood in place, and her whole person seemed to be stiff. Fang Qing looked at her with wide eyes.

A thought rushed into her mind: he looked the same as before.

But the eyes can't see.

Why linger elsewhere?

Why don't you go back to her?

Fang Qing pulled her arm, Jian Yao came to her senses, and subconsciously chased him out. At this moment, a person followed Bo Jinyan and walked out of Shao Yong's office, with his hands in his trouser pockets, idle. When Fang Qing saw the man, he scolded again, "". The man heard it, turned his head and saw Fang Qing and Jian Yao, and froze in place: "Old Fang, sister-in-law, ......"

Fang Qing sneered and was silent.

Jian Yao whispered, "You still know to call me sister-in-law." ”

An Yan was extremely embarrassed, and then turned around and saw Shao Yong standing at the door, looking at them with a smile on his face, and immediately understood that everything was arranged by this old fox. He was a little at a loss, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, like a truant child who was caught by his parents. I didn't know what happened to Bo Jinyan for a while, so I simply said vaguely: "That...... I'll go see first, how is he, he can't see, someone has to watch him......"

Before he finished speaking, he was strangled by Fang Qing with his arm and pressed against the wall, and in an instant, Jun's face turned red and he couldn't speak.

"It's been a year ......of wildness," Fang Qing said coldly, "The price of eyesight hasn't risen much." Do you still need to see it? After speaking, he glanced at Jian Yao.

Jian Yao only nodded, and chased in the direction of Bo Jin Yan.

She walked briskly through the crowd, police, suspects, police badges, and white walls all passing on both sides. The world seemed to be quiet again. There was only a bright path in front of her, and there was a tall, lonely figure walking ahead, without looking back.

Jian Yao couldn't help but let the tears fall.

She always said to herself that a man like him, a man who seemed innocent and deep, would leave when it was time to leave and come back when it was time to return.

But what if we meet again? Meet in the nameless corner forgotten by fate.

……

Jian Yao stopped for a moment.

She caught up with him.

Bo Jinyan sat down on a bench in the hallway, his cane at his side, presumably waiting for An Yan.

Jian Yao looked at him through the flow of people.

He sat up straight, his hands flat on his lap, as in the old days. Many people walked in front of him, his expression was indifferent, he was like a tree, he didn't bother to move.

For a moment, Jian Yao had a very strong impulse to run to him, hugging his legs, and looking up at him. He must have been shocked, perhaps bewildered. But Jian Yao had no doubt that he would definitely reach out and touch her and hug her, just as she had done to him.

But it was an unspeakable emotion that stopped her from doing so.

Is that so, she asked herself? In the days he spent away from her, he lived quietly and silently in another corner of the world. No one knows his name, no one knows his legend, and no one knows the scars on his body.

Is that the way he wants?

Just like ever.

Once seriously injured in the flower ogre case, he hid in his shell like a turtle and returned to his hometown after many years of absence, living in isolation. Now, once again, he shrank back.

But last time, it was his broken body.

This time, it's the heart. How can Bo Jinyan's broken heart be mended?

……

At this moment, Bo Jinyan's mobile phone rang. His hand reached into his pocket, took it out and connected it, and then a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, since Captain Shao is sincerely invited, I will come back now to help you solve this case." ”

He stood up, turned back the way he came, and walked towards her.

At that moment, the blood in Jian Yao's whole body seemed to be coagulated, knowing that he couldn't see it, but she had a feeling that she had nothing to hide, and her body was stiff and hot.

Bo Jinyan walked up to her, and the guide stick touched her toes. He stopped.

"Borrowed." A low, calm and polite voice.

Jian Yao raised her hand to cover her face and silently made way for him.

Bo Jinyan didn't seem to notice it at all, and slowly walked past her.

——

A seminar on the merits of the case will begin shortly. Knowing that Bo Jinyan and they would also participate, Fang Qing's mood was like a cannon battle, maybe it would explode at some point. Blowing him up heartily may hurt his heart.

However, what is more anxious than him at the moment should be that woman.

Fang Qing didn't have much leisure to find Bo Jinyan and An Yan to catch up, he searched for a long time before he found Jian Yao on the rooftop of the office building.

When he went up, Jian Yao was already calm. It's just that the eyes are badly swollen. It's been more than a year since they've known each other, and it's the first time Fang Qing has seen her cry so much. But this is also reasonable.

Jian Yao stood on the rooftop, silent. Fang Qing lit a cigarette, stood beside her, and said, "You two ...... just now"

"I didn't talk to him."

"Why?"

Jian Yao suddenly choked: "I can't say it." ”

Fang Qing's heart hurt so much, for this companion and sister of hers. "Grass ......," he scolded softly, but said, "Why don't we beat him up?" ”

Jian Yao smiled reluctantly: "No." ”

"Force him to write a 10,000-word review and a letter to his wife?"

Jian Yao still shook her head: "No." ”

Fang Qing sighed: "Jian Yao, how can you be so gentle with him?" Between the two of you, is it always you who go the extra mile? ”

This has been said. While the man was alive. Jian Yao's originally dry eyes suddenly turned red again.

"Old Fang, don't talk about it." She said.

Fang Qing let out a "hmm".

But after a while, he said, "We're almost going down to the meeting." Bo Jinyan also participated. ”

Jian Yao: "...... Got it. ”

In the past year, every time Bo Jinyan and An Yan were mentioned, Fang Qing didn't have a good face. At this moment, he slowly smoked a cigarette and said, "I haven't seen it, there is that criminal policeman, who can still insist on solving cases on the front line even if he is blind." No matter how tough and strong you are, you can't do it. This one of your families is a real man. He had already gotten up where he had fallen. ”

——

From the very beginning, An Yan was thrown into a small room by Fang Qing and locked up. He was excited and apprehensive, and wanted to call Bo Jinyan to report the news. But this guy has always had a weird temper, and he doesn't know what crazy he smokes today, so he doesn't answer his calls.

When An Yan finally called a little policeman to help him open the door, he was called to the large conference room by Shao Yong. Go in and see, good guys, everybody's seated. Shao Yong, several acquaintances and backbones of the criminal police team, Bo Jinyan...... On the other side sat Fang Qing and Jian Yao.

Bo Jinyan's expression was still very calm, his crutches were placed on the edge of the table, and he sat upright without moving. An Yan suddenly reacted: Could it be that he didn't know who was sitting opposite? I'll go!

And Fang Qing still had a pair of eagle eyes, looking at him and Bo Jin Yan with a smile, his eyes were colder than winter. To An Yan's surprise, his sister-in-law, who has always been gentle, also looks quite calm at the moment—at least on the surface. She kept looking down at the materials, and after a while, looked up at them. That look was as quiet as water, An Yan couldn't see through it!

Shao Yong is such an old and spicy and steady person, as if he is fine, and the group of criminal police under him are also solemn. Shao Yong cleared his throat: "I'm ready for a meeting." ”

An Yan sat beside Bo Jinyan, and his expression became calm. His hand was under the table, and he lightly bumped Bo Jin Yan.

Bo Jinyan said lightly: "If you have something to say, don't touch me." ”

An Yan: "......"

Fang Qing on the opposite side saw An Yan's small movements, knew his intentions, couldn't help it, and muttered, "You kid ......"

There was silence on the table.

Jian Yao was stunned, slowly raised her head, looked at Bo Jin Yan, and her heart jumped violently.

He seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then looked up in their direction, his face a little tense.

After a long while, he whispered slowly, "It turned out to be ...... Fang Qing came. (To be continued.) )