The next day, I came to the kitchen while Ouyang Qian hadn't gotten up yet and made a little breakfast for her.

It was said to be breakfast, but it was actually two fried eggs and some unfinished dumplings in the refrigerator, which I took and put in the pot to steam it.

Then, I went downstairs to buy two servings of porridge, and when I got it back, I put it in a pot and heated it up.

"It's so busy early in the morning."

Suddenly, her languid voice came from behind her.

I turned my head and looked at her sleeping face, which was still a little cute. His unkept hair was a mess, and his face looked a little yellow and haggard because he didn't apply makeup.

"yes, I'd like to make you some breakfast. Look you were in a so low mood last night. I laughed.

"You think I'll be happy if you get me some omelettes and dumplings...... Oops, there's even the porridge I want to drink. Okay, then I'll just be happy. Hee-hee. She smiled mischievously, and then said, "I'm going to wash up and wait for the chef's breakfast." ”

With that, she walked towards the toilet.

Looking at her like this, it seems that she has returned to the girl who was full of confidence and vitality again. I sighed, and felt a stone fall to the ground.

Maybe I'm really happy for her.

After breakfast, Ouyang Qian wanted to pack her things and prepare to go to work at the police station.

I stopped her at once.

"Hey, you forgot, the director gave us two days off. There's one more day left today. I said.

"Come on, I've been at home for a day yesterday, and now it's time to get back to the front line and continue fighting!" She squeezed her little fist at me, looking energetic and cute.

I laughed, then stood up, came up to her, grabbed her in my arms at once, and then lowered my head and kissed her deeply.

Maybe it's been a long time since you've kissed me, Ouyang Qian resisted at first, but soon responded to me.

We kissed like this for a long time, and then I took off her clothes and whispered in her ear, "We're not going to the police station today." Today belongs to the two of us. ”

Ouyang Qian took my hand and looked at me with a peachy face, as if there were blue stars in her eyes, which made people feel intoxicated.

"Okay."

That's all she said.

We spent the morning in Ouyang Qian's bedroom. We were inside**, chatting, and watching our favorite movies together. We talked a lot about what she liked, what I liked, and a lot of topics that we never talked about before.

"Shao Feng, you have never mentioned your childhood to me." Ouyang Qian asked.

"My childhood?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then my mind was instantly pulled back to a long time ago. Even though the process was short, I felt like a tidal wave of images of many things came flooding into my mind.

"My childhood, there was nothing very special. You forget, I mentioned it to you just before when we were in charge of the Indonesian case. ”

Ouyang Qian suddenly realized "oh" and said, "Shao Mu's case." I remember, your brother or something. ”

I nodded and said nothing.

Seeing that I was suddenly silent, Ouyang Qian looked at me thoughtfully, then pulled me over, looked her in the eye, and asked, "But I always feel that there is something you haven't told me." ”

I looked at her, then pretended to look elsewhere.

"Your eyes are dodging." Ouyang Qian sighed and said, "It's okay, I won't force you." I know that everyone has their own stories and their own struggles, so it doesn't matter if you don't talk about it. ”

"No," I grabbed her hand suddenly, then took a deep breath and said, "Actually...... Just now I was just thinking. ”

"What were you just thinking?"

"I wondered why I always wanted to be a police officer. But for myself, the answer is obvious. ”

She tilted her head, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the arc was just right.

"Isn't it that since you were a child, you want to punish evil and promote good for the people, and then be an excellent successor to the motherland, hahaha. Many children's dreams are like this. ”

"It's not." I closed my eyes and began to recall the images that didn't make me feel good.

That rainy night, that knife, that church, that priest.

"Qian, do you know the missionary? Have you ever met one? I asked the question out of the blue.

"Missionary?"

Hearing this term, Ouyang Qian shook her head suspiciously, and she said:

"I know that these are some people who have come to China from abroad before, and they are all faithful followers of their respective religions. These people come here to teach the teachings of the religion to those people and encourage people to join their own denominations. Some of them even built churches, built schools, and did some good deeds. ”

I nodded, looked down at the bed beneath me, then raised my eyes again and said:

"I have the impression that these missionaries are very good-hearted people. Although they do have their own selfish intentions, which is to spread their religion around the world. But both in terms of personality and behavior, they are some easy-going, kind people. ”

"When I was a kid in the countryside, I used to be a missionary. He was a Catholic, a tall man, with brown hair and curly hair. When he first came to our village from abroad, he spoke French. He also doesn't speak Chinese, and he can only communicate with us with gestures. ”

Ouyang Qian nodded, her eyes radiating light. I know my story appealed to her.

"He lived at the end of our village and used to be alone in the beginning. But after a long time, he learned some Chinese and was able to communicate with us. He often helps us with a lot of things. Which family wants to build a house, which family wants to get married, which family wants to have children, which family wants to have children, which family wants to study.

"He helped. He is always there for us at all times. Especially the little ones, who love to play with him. Because this tall white uncle was always able to give a sense of security. Later, he came back with a group of people from outside, and discussed with our village chief, at the end of our village,

It was in the neighborhood where he lived, and together, they built a small church. At the time we didn't know what that church was for, but ......"