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Tang Xin twisted a rag and wiped it off slowly. It's already a repeat of work every week.

The man who fell on the sofa seemed to be just a passer-by who didn't care so much about this home.

The ceiling fan at the top of the wall hula and turn. On the yellowed wall, the black-and-white photo that hung no longer made her feel palpitations, and five years have passed.

The man, with a deep tiredness on his sleeping face, and the dark blue police uniform on his body, looked like the only bright place.

"Good daughter, Dad forgot that you will come back today, can you eat some noodles without groceries?" On the narrow couch, he suddenly rolled over and muttered, followed by snoring.

Tang Xin was silent, did not answer, stopped what he was doing, took out a pillow from the messy master bedroom, and covered his chest and abdomen. Just like in those novels and TV series, every child will hate the profession of a police officer as a father. However, Tang Xin didn't know what mood she was feeling, after all, her mother was also a policeman, and she was still the kind that died in the line of duty, and she was used to it since she was a child.

When she took off her glasses, her eyes glazed out.

The eyes, which had been obscured by the glasses, crooked like little foxes, were now revealed, and her pale cheeks instantly added a lot of color.

Take out a small square cloth from the glasses case, wipe it clean, hang the glasses legs on your ears, and suddenly make a move-

She stroked her bangs, which had covered her eyebrows, as if they were about to cover the frames of her glasses.

"I'm going to cut my hair again," as he said to himself, and he still had to eat at night. Tang Xin entered the kitchen, grabbed the handle of the pot with one hand, twisted the faucet with the other, and filled a large pot of tap water.

After the fire was turned on, he stood in front of the stove like this, watching the tongue of fire on the bottom of the pot, and the bubbles in the pot gradually rose. My mind was empty, there was nothing, and it wasn't until the water was boiling that I opened the cupboard, found the noodles, and put down two big handfuls.

She had looked for it before, but there was not even an egg at home, but there were two green onions, but they had already withered and turned into hay.

Not even Yangchun noodles, after making boiled noodles in white water, Tang Xin walked to the sofa and pushed him, shouting, "Hey, Tang Chuhe!" Get up and eat noodles. ”

"So fast?" Tang Chuhe stroked his sleepy face and reluctantly got up from the sofa.

This dinner was very sloppy, Tang Chuhe carelessly drank the last mouthful of soup, and seeing him patting his stomach and being satisfied, Tang Xin couldn't help but put away the bowl and said: "Can you eat so scary in the future, it's like you haven't touched chopsticks for many days." ”

"It depends on who does it," Tang Chuhe crossed Erlang's legs, put one hand on the dining table, and gently tapped his knuckles, "Where do you want to go this weekend?" I've got you covered, dad! ”

Seeing that Tang Xin ignored him at all, and walked to the kitchen with a bowl and chopsticks, Tang Chuhe hurriedly shouted: "Hey, can't you give your father a little face?" ”

"Where else can I go but my sister-in-law's house?" Tang Xin squeezed a little dish soap in his palm.

Tang Chuhe looked at her busy silhouette, scratched his head, and said, "There's a video game hall downstairs, don't you want to play?" ”

Hearing this, Tang Xin turned his head, exhaled, and said, "Other people's fathers, guarding the door and not letting their own children in, you are good!" ”

Tang Chuhe's square cheeks were very helpless, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "Good daughter, in front of your father, is it okay to be as naïve as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl?" ”

Speechless, Tang Xinzheng put the dishes and chopsticks into the cupboard, but listened to the casual saying: "If you go to my sister-in-law's place, just tell her that it is best not to go to Qingjiang Park in the next few days." ”

His brows moved slightly, especially when he heard the last four words, Tang Xin hurriedly said, "What's wrong with Qingjiang Park?" ”

"Not much, you're the same, don't go there," Tang Chuhe stood up, held his stomach, and stretched his waist.

Tang Xin closed the cabinet door and asked, "Will it be unsafe or?" ”

Seeing her look with some doubts, in stark contrast to her usual disdain for such things, Tang Chuhe was strange.

Some secrets that could not be leaked, in front of his daughter, said without thinking: "It's not unsafe, my newcomer found a fugitive in Qingjiang Park." I didn't get any footage, just a quick glimpse of something that wasn't sure yet. ”

"It's just a fugitive, so you can't go to the park, right?" Tang Xin seemed to be saying nonchalantly.

Speaking of this, Tang Chuhe raised his head slightly, as if he was recalling carefully, and said: "This fugitive is very powerful, he committed a crime in Yanjing, and after being seized, he was able to run out of the hands of four special police officers, and snatched two guns, the kind with a full magazine." ”

"You mean to say that there may be fugitives with guns in Qingjiang Park?" Tang Xin said slowly little by little, and then asked, "How are those special police." ”

Listening to this, Tang Chuhe felt surprised: "Good daughter, why are you suddenly interested in this?" ”

Hearing this, Tang Xin's mind suddenly flashed the side face bathed in the sun, although the angle made her feel a little overlooking, but she still felt very beautiful.

In the hearts of girls, it's very beautiful.

Tang Chuhe, who was good at observing words and feelings, was full of suspicions, especially the face that suddenly softened, which made him throw out dozens of possibilities in his heart at once.

Thinking about empathy and picking out the most likely one, Tang Chuhe suddenly seemed to be in high spirits, and said, "Are you in early love?" ”

This sentence immediately hit Tang Xin's heart, her mouth opened, and she obviously wanted to refute, but she was speechless and couldn't say anything.

Seeing this, Tang Chuhe even asked, "Did you have a date with that boy in Qingjiang Park?" ”

However, Tang Xin is still Tang Xin after all, and soon she adjusted her posture, tilted her head slightly, her eyes were slanted at the corners of her eyes, and her disdain sprinkled Tang Chuhe's face through the lenses: "You don't follow me, if you want to say that you really have a young love, you also inherited it from me." ”

"Hahaha!" was disdained by his daughter, Tang Chuhe calmed down, and emptied his wallet and put it on the table indifferently.

He pushed open the door and said, "I'm not coming back tonight." ”

"Go ahead," Tang Xin waved his hand.

In fact, under the continuous questioning, her heart was already beating very fast.

Until the door was closed lightly and heavily, under the six gods without a master, Tang Xin's long-suppressed face turned red, she sat at the dining table, supported her chin, and slowly recalled.

I don't know when it started.

Maybe he took out the throat lozenge from his pocket, and looked at it with bright eyes, "My throat is a little uncomfortable, do you want one?"

It is also possible that listening to the Yuxuan Waterfall Pavilion is at a loss.

It should be a slap in the face that is obligated to walk in the wind.

Or maybe it's the sentence "There is a tiger in the heart, sniff the rose".

The girl's likes and dislikes are always inadvertent.,She's also read romance novels.,Most of the male protagonists are bad.,Many of the female protagonists are cute.。 However, she is not a goose, Zheng Mao is a model of learning with excellent character and learning, although there is a suspicion of smoking, but after all, it is groundless, she did not witness it.

Well, even smoking is nothing, she doesn't hate the smell of tobacco.

Tang Xin couldn't judge whether he liked it or not.

I only know that Zheng Mao looks really like that poem, with a tiger-like posture and an indifference of sniffing roses.

That's why she likes it, not just this poem.

She was nervous about the empty classrooms after school, and she pretended to sort out the reports, which were actually things that should have been thrown in the trash after a week.

What was nervous was that there were only her and Zheng Mao in the classroom.

It's not that she's not without confidence, it's just the first time she's been exposed to this kind of helplessness.

I was relieved to hear that Xu Yun was just living close to him, so I was relieved to go to and from school together. Uncharacteristically asked about his current situation, and when he turned around and walked out of the classroom, he couldn't help but shout "Wait for me".

Thinking about it at the moment, these are indeed too urgent and abnormal.

Especially since she's still a girl, I just hope he doesn't see anything.

After all, she's the class leader.

Coming back to his senses, thinking that he might go to Qingjiang Park tomorrow, Tang Xin hurriedly opened his schoolbag and rummaged through it for a long time - no.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the home addresses and contact phone numbers of the classmates in the class have all been put in that file bag.

What to do?

It's past nine o'clock, and I can't get a bus to school. It was true that she had the key to the class, but the school gate was closed, and she couldn't get in.

After a busy day, Tang Xin buried himself in the sofa a little depressed.