The next day, the weather was fine.

Professor Fu had to rush back to school early in the morning because he had elective classes to take on Sunday afternoon.

Before leaving, he dragged Lin Chen to talk for a long time, and in the end, he was tortured and forcibly dragged people off the car and sent to the station.

"Senior brother, see you the day after tomorrow!" Through the car window, Professor Fu finally waved his hand and said.

When Xing Conglian returned to the car, Lin Chen was sitting in the sun, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your brother and sister have a really good relationship." The convict started the car and said with a smile.

"It's been many years, after all."

"You're going to Yongchuan the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, the day after tomorrow is the old man's birthday."

Of course, Xing Conglian remembered that the old man in Lin Chen's mouth was his mentor who liked to buy "Planet Cup" to distribute to students, but was always deceived by the commissary.

"It must be very interesting to be able to teach you and Fu Hao, old man." Xing Conglian sighed.

"Old man, it's good for everyone." Lin Chen said.

Instead of returning to Yanjia Lane or the police station, the convict stopped his car on the side of a street full of flower stalls.

The car window was ajar, and the gentle fragrance of flowers instantly poured into the car, looking at the endless flower stalls on both sides of the long street and the smiling passers-by, Lin Chen was a little dazed.

Xing Conglian naturally got out of the car, opened the door on the side for Lin Chen, put his other hand on the roof of the car, and said with a smile: "This gentleman, please get out of the car." ”

Although it is said that he has never seen the world, Lin Chen has indeed never entered a flower shop, let alone come to a long street full of flowers, and personally select those flowers that are suitable for planting in season or decorating at home, but the punishment is like a veteran. Lin Chen followed behind him, listening to him greet the stall owner and say some terms he barely understood, and in a short time, the convict was carrying several plastic bags containing newly purchased seedlings, said to be daisies and geraniums.

"How did you come up with the idea to buy flowers?"

"Save Professor Fu from saying that our family is surrounded by four walls all day long." As he spoke, he picked up half a bunch of lilies and stars, and Lin Chen naturally took the bag in his left hand, so that he could pay with his free hand.

Hearing him say this, Lin Chen was a little dumbfounded, the house was surrounded by walls, and he wanted to decorate it with flowers, and he had a strange sense of putting the cart before the horse: "It's really a hobby with a lot of interest in life." He half-jokingly said.

"Of course." Half of the mixed-race youth's face was covered by flowers, revealing only a handsome side face and good-looking eyes: "My mother taught me that the boy doesn't know flowers, and he won't be able to trick his daughter-in-law into going home in the future." ”

His eyes were green, and the sycamore tree behind him had just sprouted, and its branches stretched out in the blue sky.

Lin Chen's heart trembled slightly, although he knew that this was just a joke, although he also knew very well that this joke had nothing to do with him, but people were always easily moved by some sweet jokes, "Then fortunately, you studied seriously." He said.

Among the most enjoyable things in the world must be buying flowers. Not long after, Lin Chen and the torturer Lian had already filled their hands with flowers and plants, and the flower street was about to come to an end.

Xing Conglian looked in front of him, as if he remembered something, turned his head sideways, and said to Lin Chen, "It's almost time to go back." As he spoke, he quickly turned around.

"Wait." Lin Chen also seemed to remember something, and stopped him, "I remember, Wang Dynasty said, you set up a monument for me in the small cemetery at the end of Flower Street, can you take me to see it?" ”

Today's weather is very good, the river in the distance is also quiet and peaceful, and the Taiqian Bridge can be seen in the distance.

Lin Chen stood in front of his tombstone and felt that this was really a very strange experience, he was alive, but he saw his own tombstone.

The name on the tombstone is him, but other than that, there is not even a date of birth and death and a photo, which makes people feel very unfamiliar, not solemn enough, but too solemn. After all, before this tombstone, it was he and the criminal congregation who met in just a few days, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they met in Pingshui.

Xing Conglian stood aside, as if he couldn't remember the mood when he bought this cemetery that day, maybe he was sad or powerless, but those moods seemed to have disappeared in an instant the moment Lin Chen appeared again. Now, he only felt embarrassed, because the owner of the tombstone was standing beside him alive and had not spoken for several minutes.

He thought about it for a while, and decided that he still had to speak first: "This, forget jì and let the administrator remove it." ”

Hearing this, Lin Chen came back to his senses, he half-turned around, took out one from the bouquet he was holding, bent down, and put it in front of his tombstone: "No, just stay here." ”

The lilies in front of the monument were still stained with dew, and the torturer smiled: "Don't you feel unlucky?" ”

"Keep it, I'll really go first and remember to bring wine to see me."

This sentence is a big bad luck, but when it comes out of Lin Chen's mouth, it seems that it is as natural as wearing more clothes tomorrow, life and death are natural things.

Therefore, the response of the criminal servant company was also very smooth: "Aren't you not drinking?" He asked.

"You respect, I can consider drinking."

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The conversation in front of the tombstone is very short, and the main theme is also around the trivial matter of drinking.

In the afternoon, the sky is warm.

Lin Chen sat on the balcony by the river reading a book, the tea in the cup was very hot, and there was a small plate of biscuits on the coffee table.

Wearing only a shirt and rolling up his cuffs, the convict was turning over the bare flower stands on the balcony.

The daily training of our police officers seems to be a little too good, the figure of the criminal captain is too good, the shoulders are very broad and the waist is very narrow, there is no fat on the body, and you can vaguely feel the strong muscles covered under it from the tight shirt fabric.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, Lin Chen simply put down the book and concentrated on watching him plant flowers.

It has to be said that for people of Italian descent, even if they can't cook, they must be able to grow flowers, and they must be beautiful.

I saw that he skillfully mixed the soil in proportion, arranged flowers and watered, and acted skillfully, like a accustomed florist, the sun fell on him, the waves reflected on his face, his shirt was very white and his face was very handsome, which made people feel very warm and calm.

Lin Chen remembered the question he answered incorrectly for no reason: Have you never liked anyone?

The torturer put a pot of daisies on the flower stand, clapped his hands, and suddenly heard a very light tune coming from his side.

He turned his head and saw Lin Chen leaning lazily on the rattan chair, holding a water glass in one hand and a book in the other, as if he was unconsciously humming something.

The tone was a little light, a little sweet, and the torture conglian was a little shocked, Lin Chen actually hummed a song.

"What song is it?" The torturer turned around and asked funny.

Lin Chen was stunned, and also smiled: "I don't remember either, it seems to be related to planting flowers, right?" ”

"It's pretty good." Xing Conglian took out a cigarette and held it in his hand, as if he suddenly remembered something, he stopped his movements and looked at Lin Chen: "You go to Yongchuan alone the day after tomorrow, no problem, right?" ”

"What could be the problem?"

Xing Conglian examined Lin Chen several times from head to toe, saw the pair of sleepy eyes from the soft slippers on the other party's feet, and then said: "I always feel that with a physique like you, it seems impossible to go out without accidents." He leaned against the guardrail, blowing the wind, and said with a smile.

Lin Chen sighed helplessly, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"You studied at Yongchuan University?" The convict leaned against the guardrail and tilted his head back, the light of the sky falling on his face like water.

"yes."

"Sure enough, it's Yongchuan University, it's really a top student."

As a national cultural town, Yongchuan City is full of colleges and universities, and Yongchuan University is the oldest private university in China, the ideal of the early establishment of the school is a world-class famous school, it has been injected several times, and through the efforts of several generations, it is now the top three colleges and universities in China, Lin Chen can graduate from the ace major of Yongchuan University, it is indeed not an exaggeration to say that high-achieving students.

"I'm just better at reading." Lin Chen replied very seriously.

Xing Conglian has long been accustomed to his straightforward style, so he didn't feel that there was any boasting in this sentence, but he confessed cutely.

He also sat in the rattan chair, lifted the teapot, refilled half a cup of water, took a sip, and put it down again: "I remember, Yongchuan, it seems to be the territory of the Chen family?" ”

He sits upright, pouring tea and refilling water, not artificial, but has a chic and peaceful meaning, as if he is not only proficient in floral art, but also familiar with tea. Only then did Lin Chen understand that the sentence Conglian suddenly mentioned his trip to Yongchuan, which turned out to be because of the "Chen family".

Among the northern and southern families, Chen and Huang live in the north, and the Chen family's home also happens to be in Yongchuan City.

In Feng Peilin's case before, the paranoid head of the Chen family specially sent his housekeeper to make him unemployed again, and Lin Chen didn't know where to collect the information of these families, and even knew a little bit about it.

"It's just a teacher's birthday and a class reunion."

When Xing Conglian heard the words "class reunion", he couldn't help frowning, he thought about it, or said: "The Chen family, is it one of the shareholders of Yongchuan University?" ”

The meaning of this sentence is that even if it is a meal, don't go back to school on a whim.

"I'm just going to have a meal and stay overnight, it won't be a big problem, right?"

"I can't say for sure, anyway, if you have something to call me."

"I hope I don't have to fight."