Her name is Wu Bing'er, she is a police flower, good at criminal psychology, and Xia Xuewei's best friend.

Xia Xuewei likes her smart eyes the most, because these eyes see through the hearts of many people - the fragility and darkness in human nature.

Even so, she still believes in the power of love and that every life can be redeemed.

Xia Xuewei rushed to her, hugged her and said excitedly, "Long time no see, do you miss me?" ”

Wu Bing'er laughed happily, and suddenly saw Yang Yunyue walking towards this side, so she grabbed Xia Xuewei's arm and said jokingly: "Yo, I just saw you with him, your boyfriend?" ”

Xia Xuewei was happy in her heart, looked at her best friend and shook her head.

At this time, Yang Yunyue quickened her pace, her eyes motionless. Passing by them directly, the awkward atmosphere suddenly spread.

Xia Xuewei looked at her best friend, and the two of them laughed at the same time, very happy.

Xia Xuewei explained to her best friend: "Someone stole my bag this morning...... However, he is quite interesting, but he is a little cold. ”

Wu Bing'er listened to what happened to her best friend, grabbed Xia Xueweizai and took a closer look, and asked worriedly.

"Then you're okay, be careful next time, what if the thief brings the knife...... Fortunately, someone helped you, you said that you are a weak woman, next time you will call the police directly. ”

Xia Xuewei looked at her best friend's concerned expression, her heart was warm, and she bent her finger and tapped her forehead, teasing.

"You still say me, if it were you, I would definitely be the first to rush forward without saying a word. Okay, I'll be careful next time. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed his best friend's arm and coquettishly. Wu Bing'er looked at Xia Xuewei and smiled helplessly, but retorted in her mouth: "That's different......"

They got into the car while talking, but their mouths never stopped, talking and laughing...... Enviable.

At this moment, in the villa, Xing Kong's eyes were blank, his head was fluttering on the sofa, and Chu Yeshan was in the kitchen, cooking a bowl of simple noodles with the few remaining ingredients.

After a while, the hot noodles came out of the pot, and he put the noodles in a bowl and brought them to Xing Kong.

"Eat first, but it's lighter, I haven't been to the supermarket recently, you will eat some first, I'll go grocery shopping later."

Xing Kong looked at the steaming bowl, there were only green onions and noodles floating in it, and silently shed silent tears, she remembered the noodles cooked by her mother, which were also so faint.

Chu Yeshan watched Xing Kong staring at the noodles and crying, thinking that she didn't like it, and hurriedly said, "Don't you cry, don't you like to eat noodles?" Then I'll take you out for something else. Good no good? ”

Xing Kong shook his head vigorously, picked up his chopsticks, lowered his head and ate, crying while eating.

Chu Yeshan didn't know what was going on, so he had to sit next to him and watch her eat without saying a word, handing her tissues from time to time.

After Xing Kong drank the last mouthful of soup, he choked up and said, "The noodles you cooked are very fragrant, they are the best noodles I have ever tasted, and they taste exactly the same as my mother." ”

Ordinary but special noodles, with her most familiar and favorite taste. Xing Kong couldn't hold it back any longer, leaning on Chu Yeshan's shoulder and crying.

The heart-rending voice touched his heart, and he reached out to put his arm around Xing Kong, gently patting her back again and again, hoping to ease her sad emotions while gently comforting her.

"Cry, just cry out, life is like sugar cane, one by one, there will always be a bitter one, and a sweet one."

This is probably life, but the sweet and bitter ones are different from person to person.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Yeshan's feet began to go numb, Xing Kong was also tired from crying, and slept quietly on his shoulders, but his eyes were swollen.

The tears had already dried, and Chu Yeshan looked at Xing Kong, whose face was full of tears, like a flower cat, with a Mona Lisa smile on his face.