Han Ding returned to Beijing and returned home. He went home and saw flowers and a cloud of new air, as well as Luo Jingjing's long-lost smile as in the photo. Luo Jingjing's smile can melt everything and cut off everything, including everything he has to say that Han Ding has repeatedly thought about along the way.

So, he couldn't say anything.

Luo Jingjing looked at his tearful appearance, got down from the chair in surprise, and asked him what was wrong. He hugged her gently, and the words he had thought of came back to him the moment he hugged her, and he grunted in his throat, but swallowed it back. In the evening, Luo Jingjing cooked for him in the almost spotless kitchen, and when the food was served, he wanted to talk about it again when they sat down at the table, but still didn't say it. He didn't want to see Luo Jingjing's excited cheers and tears of joy.

However, the inevitable consequence that he didn't think about when he broke into the court to cry out for Long Xiaoyu is now he has to think about it: it is almost inevitable that he will pass by the happiness that he has just returned.

He didn't say. He didn't say it for a long time, just like Long Xiaoyu wanted to appeal when the deadline was approaching, in order to delay the end. Life before the end of the world is both precious and sad, both golden and bitter. After counting, Luo Jingjing has spent three months of mood adjustment, she finally went out to find a job, finally met her parents with Han Ding, and finally cooked for him again, and decorated their home so beautifully. Moreover, the most iconic thing is that she slept with Han Ding every night, and let Han Ding carry her into sweet sleep as she did in the past.

Whoever marries Luo Jingjing is really happy. Luo Jingjing is the real driving force for a family. All laughter, all comfort, all happiness comes from her, is initiated by her, and completed by her. Han Ding has completely become a receiver and a passive. The enjoyment of passivity is indescribable.

Since Luo Jingjing participated in the cattle breaking event held by the cattle breaking company and earned a high appearance fee of 2,000 yuan, her work began to increase. Anyway, she is a "wild model", no matter how high or low the job is, she will accept it when she has more money. Among the models in Beijing, Luo Jingjing is at a loss in size, and there is always a regret when the group walks on the stage, if it is only based on appearance, even among the regular signed models, it can be regarded as a show in the forest. So, as long as she doesn't dislike it, there is often work anyway, and there are calls almost every day for a while. Of course, it is absolutely forbidden to go to the mall to walk the "underwear show" Han Ding bare-limbed, and there is no other intervention. He didn't want to rely on Luo Jingjing to make more money, he just hoped that she would live a more fulfilling life, and hoped that she would have the ability to live on her own, which was better than going out to the store to buy things in addition to sleeping in the past.

It's a great state, better than ever. Every morning, Luo Jingjing (occasionally Han Ding) gets up to do it or goes out to buy breakfast, and then the two eat together, after eating Han Ding goes to work, before going out, the two hug each other, kiss each other, and then say goodbye. Han Ding came back in the evening, and most of the time the meal was ready. If Luo Jingjing had a job outside, Han Ding would pick her up and eat in a restaurant on the street. No matter how late it was, he would wait for her to finish eating together. Han Ding is no longer used to eating alone, once Luo Jingjing didn't come back on the day of the performance in Tianjin, Han Ding didn't eat dinner, and he didn't feel hungry.

Every three to five days, they went to Wukesong to visit Han Ding's parents. Luo Jingjing and Han Ding's mother were cooking in the kitchen, and Han Ding was chatting with his father in the living room. Once said that the daughter-in-law next door gave birth to a child, Han Ding's mother smiled in front of Han Ding and asked Luo Jingjing: "How is it, when will you let us hold our grandson too?" Han Ding looked at Luo Jingjing, Luo Jingjing smiled shyly, pursed her lips and did not answer. Han Ding looked at her like that, she was still a child, and her mother actually told her about having a child. For this reason, he was especially grateful to Luo Jingjing for having such a soft and gentle reaction, and she even blushed for a while, and then said to Han Ding's mother: "Auntie, I'm stupid, I guess I can't give birth." ”

Now, perhaps only Han Ding deliberately did not mention the word marriage. The word had become very obscure, awkward, and unattainable to him. He closed his eyes, intoxicated by the false joy that was about to pass away, and this joy was unusually perfect, and his mind was like a mirror, and it was only a dazzling flashback.

Two months later, Han Ding received a notice from the Pingling City Intermediate People's Court that Long Xiaoyu's case had been approved by the Supreme People's Court, and that the original death sentence would no longer be carried out, but that the verdict would be changed to not guilty still had to wait for the trial result of the real culprit. At present, the review of the prosecution of Zhang Xiong and others is in full swing, and the court suggested that Long Xiaoyu could use the method of having a lawyer come forward to release him on bail pending trial before that, so that he could first release his imprisonment and restore his personal freedom.

Somehow, the court's phone was called to the telephone on Lao Lin's desk at the Central Asia Law Firm, and Lao Lin didn't go to work that day because of something at home, and Han Ding went over to answer it. After listening to the court's opinion, Han Ding immediately agreed with the court's arrangement and said that he would fly to Pingling as soon as possible to handle the matter. Putting down the phone, he subconsciously looked at the electronic calendar card on his desk, and he realized that this day would be a significant turning point and end for him.

But he did not see what day it was, when and what time it was.

That afternoon, he first went to book a plane ticket, and after work, he went to Lao Lin's house again, reported to Lao Lin the opinion of the Pingling Court, and asked him for leave. When he went, Lao Lin was scrambling with his son to bathe his ex-wife's Shih Tzu. Han Ding asked strangely, "Didn't you give this dog to Lao Qian, why did you come back again?" Lao Lin said helplessly: "Yes, I was very good at Lao Qian's house, but I still ate fat after I went, but when I saw my son today, I had to come back with him, and my son would be so sad that he would cry when he left, you would never stop?" At first, I thought it would be very uncomfortable for it to leave us and go to Lao Qian's house, but then I heard Lao Qian say that it ate and slept as usual, and was jumping and jumping, and I couldn't accept it for a while. So I don't believe anyone who wants to say that dogs are loyal ministers. Loyal ministers don't care about the two masters, they would rather die than eat Zhou Su, how can this beast have milk and be a mother. Listening to my son's description today, I think the dog is still good, and I just heard Lao Qian talk on the phone to know that the dog is an animal with a strong survival instinct, and where to say it, it will never let the urine suffocate to death. It eats and drinks you, you roll with you to make you happy, but the true feelings in your heart are not all for you, as long as its first owner appears, it still goes with him. Today my son was so touched that I brought him back. You say this brute, ah, it's so good, no one can be like this! ”

The Shih Tzu had just been bathed and had just been blown dry, and it looked more and more fluffy and radiant. Han Ding touched its head, sighed and said, "Alas, people are the same. ”

On this night, Luo Jingjing attended a fashion show at the Asia Hotel, and said that Han Ding would pick her up at half past nine in the evening, he went directly to the Asia Hotel when he came out of Lao Lin's house, and picked up Luo Jingjing at the entrance of the hall on the second floor of the Asia Hotel, and the two took the elevator down to the first floor, Han Ding asked, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Luo Jingjing said: "No, have you eaten it all?" Han Ding took her to a limp and entered the "Old Dock" restaurant on the first floor of the hotel. It is a Jiangnan restaurant with a boat on the water, which has been famous for the past two years. Han Ding went in and generously asked for a boat named "Banwang". He and Luo Jingjing sat in the cabin through a small wooden table, with a quaint oil lamp lit on their heads, and their faces swayed in the darkness of the oil lamp with the water waves on the side of the ship. Han Ding asked for braised shark fin, steamed grouper, two servings of bird's nest soup, and a special pot of authentic Shaoxing rice wine, warm in a pair of chic wine cups. Luo Jingjing looked at him in surprise, and when the waiter who ordered the food got off the boat, she asked with a smile: "What's wrong with you today, it's shark fin and bird's nest, let's not do it later?" ”

Han Ding looked up at Luo Jingjing, and he almost said, "Yes, but that's it." But as soon as he said the word "right", he changed his words: "Yes, bird's nest is beautiful." He smiled and said, "There is a minimum cost for this ship, whether it is three thousand." ”

Luo Jingjing looked at the small wooden boat with a canopy from all sides, and said with a lot of slaughter: "Just this broken boat, eat at least three thousand for a meal?" ”

Han Ding looked strange, stared at Luo Jingjing, stared at Luo Jingjing for a long time, and then asked slowly, "Do you know what kind of ship this is?" ”

Luo Jingjing didn't know what Han Ding was referring to for a while, so she blinked and asked, "What ship?" ”

Han Ding said: "This is called a canopy boat, which is out of Shaoxing, Zhejiang, China. ”

Luo Jingjing's curious face suddenly changed and she was stunned. Stayed for a moment, then sank. She had been to Shaoxing, of course she had seen it, and even taken this kind of boat, but she didn't realize it for a while. Han Ding saw that she didn't speak, so he said the sentence that the two of them would definitely bump into their hearts:

"Long Xiaoyu...... I used to row this boat. ”

Luo Jingjing lowered her head, Han Ding saw her long eyelashes trembling, and after a while, she raised her eyes and asked Han Ding through the faint yellow oil lamp, "Why did you mention him?" Did you bring me here thinking I miss him? Are you trying to make me happy? ”

After Luo Jingjing finished speaking, there were some tears in her eyes, and those tears made Han Ding unbearable to face them. He looked away from the ship and looked out of the boat. There is a huge wall of water outside the boat, and the water wall is full of slow-moving fish.

He asked rhetorically, "Do you miss him?" ”

Luo Jingjing didn't answer, and after a long time, Han Ding heard a low sentence: "I don't want to." ”

Han Ding asked again: "I'm going to Pingling tomorrow to finish the final sweep of the case, do you want to go with me?" ”

Luo Jingjing said: "Didn't you always hope that I forgot him, I tried hard to do it, I almost forgot about him, why do you want to mention him again?" ”

Han Ding said: "Why do you want to forget him, is it for me?" ”

Luo Jingjing was silent for a long time before she said, "No, it's for myself." After a pause, he said, "It's also for you." ”

Han Ding raised his glass and said, "Then I thank you." ”

Then, he drank it all.

Luo Jingjing held the cup and didn't drink it. Han Ding's actions and words tonight were a little weird. Luo Jingjing looked at him, her eyes full of questions. Han Ding put down the empty cup and smiled bitterly to himself, not to persuade him to drink, nor to explain.

The wind picked up outside at night, and the wind banged the bedroom window, and it hadn't been such a weird wind in a whole summer. Luo Jingjing slept soundly. The more stormy the weather, the more time she slept with her head covered. Early in the morning, Han Ding got up alone and made breakfast in the kitchen, he heated the porridge and fried the eggs, but he didn't eat it, he just put the prepared breakfast in the kitchen, and didn't wake up Luo Jingjing. He quietly went out and set off in the wind that had not yet stopped.

It's the end of summer in Beijing, and this wind will blow away the lingering summer heat. When Han Ding took over the Long Xiaoyu case, it was still a cold winter, and when the leaves fell off, he embarked on a hopeless journey to Pingling with a far lighter mood than now, knowing that he could not do anything. Now, summer is about to be blown away by the wind, the leaves will soon turn yellow, and the harvest season is just around the corner. This may be the last time he will go to Pingling, to reap his victory...... But the wind blew a little dimly, and some scattered raindrops were added to the wind, foreshadowing the cold of winter in advance, making Han Ding imagine the bleakness of the wind and the relaxation in his heart when he first went to Pingling. And this time, I went again, but it was a similar scenery and a different mood.

It also rained in Pingling, and the rain was very fine, and the wind was much lighter than in Beijing. Han Ding got off the plane and took a taxi into the city. He stopped on the road and bought an umbrella, then went to the court first to go through the formalities. When he left the courthouse, he hesitated for a moment and still called Yao Dawei. He told Yao Dawei on the phone that Long Xiaoyu had been released, and the case was over, and the rest were procedural and temporal. On behalf of himself and Lao Lin, he thanked him again. Although he is a criminal policeman who handles the case and is the one who threw Long Xiaoyu into prison, he cleared Long Xiaoyu's grievances, saved Long Xiaoyu's life, and did what he should do fairly, which helped a lot, so he can't thank him enough. Yao Dawei said: "You put the cart before the horse, I already said that I owe you a meal, since you are here today, you must make up for it, you are okay at noon, where are you I going to pick you up." Han Ding looked at his watch, hesitated, and said, "I'm in the court." ”

Soon, Yao Dawei came by car. At noon, he invited Han Ding to eat Pingling's native vegetables. Pingling's native dish Han Ding has also eaten before, many river fresh, heavy taste, with sauce roast and boiled as the characteristics, very much to Han Ding's appetite. During the banquet, speaking of Long Xiaoyu's case, Yao Dawei felt a lot of emotion. Whether it was self-deprecation or weirdness, he swallowed two glasses of white wine, and began to complain about his leader again, saying that this case made him lose his prestige in the team and lose face, and the leaders did not take responsibility, and the experts did not take responsibility, and the responsibility was all pushed on him. Yao Dawei even said that if he really couldn't do it, he would be transferred out of the criminal investigation team and find a sub-county bureau to stay. Many of the heads of the sub-bureaus were with him in the past, and the position of the captain of the criminal police was vacant for him. Han Ding looked at Yao Dawei's sad face after drinking, and had some sympathy, it seemed that Yao Dawei's situation was all because of him, and he couldn't help but find some words to comfort and relieve him, and at the same time secretly regretted meeting Yao Dawei and listening to his complaints.

After eating this local cuisine, Yao Dawei was going to the bureau for a meeting, so he hurriedly broke up with Han Ding at the door of the local cuisine restaurant and drove away. It was still drizzling, so Han Ding held up the new umbrella, called a taxi, and followed the familiar path to the Pingling Public Security Bureau Detention Center. Twenty minutes later, Han Ding walked out of the detention center's office, walked to the back door of the detention center, and stood in a sentry box outside the back door, waiting for Long Xiaoyu to come out.

I can't tell how long I waited, but the silky rain fell unhurriedly, like a mist floating in the air, blurring Han Ding's vision a little. The coldness of the rain and the desolation of the rain made Han Ding's mood a little blurred.

The iron door rumbled, and the echo lasted for a long time. At the opening of the door, a policeman held an old umbrella and accompanied Long Xiaoyu out. Long Xiaoyu was still wearing the same blue clothes and pants he wore when he was arrested at the Wukesong Oi Kwan Hotel in Beijing, and he was carrying a small plastic bag that presumably contained some things that had been returned to him, and nothing else.

Han Ding walked out of the sentry box, he saw that the policeman said something to Long Xiaoyu, and turned back. The iron door slammed and closed behind Long Xiaoyu, and the back door of the entire detention center was extremely quiet. Han Ding stood opposite Long Xiaoyu with an umbrella, and there was no obstacle between the two, only a drizzle.

Long Xiaoyu's gaze burned like fire, making Han Ding retract his gaze to his heart. He didn't want to look at Long Xiaoyu like this, that fiery gaze carried too much enthusiasm and excitement, and it couldn't touch the melancholy wind and rain in Han Ding's heart, and the touch made a quenching roar.

Han Ding turned his face sideways, and he whispered, "Let's go." He took the initiative to walk over, the two were close at hand, and he took the initiative to stretch out a hand, this handshake was just a sign, marking that the case he had been working on for most of the year was finally completed at this moment; This handshake is also a courtesy, just politeness. He was the first to welcome Long Xiaoyu out of the cage, and he should have congratulated him on his new life.

Long Xiaoyu didn't stretch out his hand, he didn't hold his outstretched hand as Han Ding thought, he did something Han Ding didn't expect, and suddenly knelt on his knees and bowed down. He knelt on the wet sandy ground in front of the iron gate of the detention center, and he couldn't bow down.

Han Ding was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was moved by something in his heart. He reached out to help Long Xiaoyu pick up the plastic bag that was thrown on the ground, then helped him up and pulled him under his umbrella. His voice was still low, and he said again in a low voice:

"Let's go."

They took the train that night to Beijing. Long Xiaoyu's hometown is in Shaoxing, but each of them knows why they went to Beijing together.

Early in the morning, the train drove into Beijing in the rain. From the broadcast of the weather forecast, they knew that this slow rain that fell for a day and a night covered almost half of China. The taxi they took drove into Chang'an Avenue, which was even wider and more spectacular after being washed by the rain, and this open avenue made Long Xiaoyu, who had been detained in a square inch for a long time, excited. The taxi turned in the direction of Chongwenmen Gate on the west side of Tiananmen Square, and Tiananmen Square in the rain was dark red and fresh, making people's eyes follow. The car went to Chongwen Gate and went downstairs to Han Ding's house, the rain suddenly stopped, and the sun immediately broke through the clouds. Han Ding paid for the car, and before he got out of the car, he saw Long Xiaoyu, who got out of the car first, facing the rising red sun, looking up at which window of this high-rise building.

When Han Ding opened the door with the key, Luo Jingjing had just gotten up, just washed her face and walked out of the bathroom, as soon as she saw Han Ding walking into the living room, she ran over and hugged him, saying Are you on a business trip? Why didn't you wake me up yesterday and complain like that. Han Ding gently patted her back and told her softly, "I'll bring you someone." After speaking, he turned his head to look at the door, he used his gaze to drive Luo Jingjing's gaze, and moved towards the door, he let Luo Jingjing see that there was still a person standing in the shadow at the door. The man took a step forward, and his dark and thin face was immediately bathed in the golden sunlight of the early morning, which made the originally haggard face look vigorous and youthful.

Han Ding left Luo Jingjing, he walked into the kitchen alone, took a sip of water in the kitchen, and then walked out again, walking through the corridor to the door. He opened the door and walked out slowly. Although the door of the living room was open, neither Luo Jingjing nor Long Xiaoyu noticed that he was gone. Han Ding didn't look at them either, he didn't want to see the scene of their warm embrace, he didn't want to let such a scene move him, stab himself, and stay in his memory. He didn't hear what they were saying, he didn't even hear them call each other's names, but he heard their cries as he walked out of the house, and heard their sobs mixed with joy and sorrow, and the sobs that were intermittent and Han Ding's inner tears were mixed into the whimpering of the three of them.