Until one day, Shen Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore, he came to Chen Yuning's room and sat down on the bed unceremoniously.

"What are you doing...... Let's say okay first, I'm straight......" Chen Yuning, who was lying on the bed, was startled and retreated.

"What is this... Let me ask you, do you have a particularly big opinion about Mr. Yan? Shen Qing frowned, but quickly cut to the chase.

"No, no..." Chen Yuning didn't know what he wanted to express for a while.

"Then why do you leave every time he shows up, and then leave me there to look at him awkwardly?" Shen Qing asked strangely.

"Ouch, you're thinking too much, those are all coincidences." Chen Yuning explained with a dry smile.

"you, tell me, what are you thinking?" It was obvious that Shen Qing didn't buy it, and he continued to ask.

"I didn't, really, I swear." Chen Yuning said, raising a hand.

Shen Qing stared at him for five seconds, and finally, he walked out of the room in disbelief.

After the door closed, Chen Yuning breathed a sigh of relief.

In May, it has been a month since Shen Qing moved here, and the weather is getting warmer and warmer, but the nights are still a little cool.

On Sunday night, on the way home after picking up the express, Shen Qing happened to meet Yan Lin who came back from work.

"You're back. Come here, I have something to say. Shen Qing smiled and beckoned, and the other party saw it and walked towards this side.

Two people sit on a bench in the complex.

Yan Lin looked at Shen Qing, waiting for what he had to say.

"Actually, I don't have anything to say, I just want to talk to you and help us get to know each other." Shen Qing turned his head and met his gaze, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you want to be a police officer?" Shen Qing propped up the edge of the bench with both hands, looked at the old people who were playing Tai Chi with music not far away, and suddenly asked.

"My father is a police officer." Yan Lin replied briefly.

"My father is a police officer, so do you want to be a police officer too?" Shen Qing thought that there would be a more righteous answer, and looked at him with some surprise.

"Yes." The other party nodded seriously.

"Well, people say that professions such as doctors, policemen, and soldiers are passed down from generation to generation, but my dad is an orthopedic surgeon, and I'm not." He turned his head again, looked straight ahead, and said.

"Why?" Yan Lin's gaze never took off Shen Qing's body.

"Hmm... Not why, probably just don't like it. Shen Qing thought for a moment and replied.

In fact, he didn't want to be a doctor mainly because he didn't like his father. In his memory, his father hardly smiled and was very strict with him, and he always felt that it was because his father was too old-fashioned and boring that his mother left them to live with others.

As a result, he rarely talks to his father. I can talk about a three-minute phone call a year.

That's what he is. His father didn't call him, and he wouldn't take the initiative to call his father.

Yan Lin didn't say anything.

"My dad wanted me to be an orthopedic surgeon when I was a kid, to instill some knowledge in me, and to let me play with my skeleton when I was fine." He paused.

"But it's clear that I'm not a good learner, and I've only been able to take off my left and right arms."

Yan Lin felt that the wind on the May night seemed to be cooler.

"Mr. Yan." After being silent for a long time, Shen Qing suddenly spoke.

"Yes." The other party was stunned for a moment and responded.

"Can I be your friend?" Shen Qing looked at him and laughed.

"Okay." Yan Lin was once trapped in the smile of the person in front of him, and it took a long time to squeeze out a word.

A gust of wind blew, Shen Qing sneezed, he sniffed twice, and stood up.

"Let's go, go home." He said.

"Yes."

After returning home, Shen Qing sat at his desk, took out his diary, and recorded the events of the day as usual.

In the last line, he wrote.

[I make a friend.] A cop friend. ］

In another room, Yan Lin was sitting on the bed reading a book, when suddenly the mobile phone on the bedside vibrate.

It's Yan Rong.

[Haven't you been tired lately]

[It's okay.] 】

[Oh, I went to look for you that day but you weren't]

[I know. 】

[So I chatted with your roommate for a while, and there was a new boy who was called... Shen Qing? ］

[Yes.] 】

[You can talk to him more when you're fine, he's fine.] ］

【En】

The other party is typing...

But after all, there was no follow-up.

Yan Rong stared at the unsent sentence "He can be your friend" on the mobile phone screen, sighed, shook his head and deleted it. He felt that he shouldn't force his brother to do anything, even though he thought his actions were good for him.

Yan Rong is a psychological counselor, and he knows very well that his younger brother's current personality is due to various experiences when he was a child. Although he also has a genetic father introvert, that should not be the main reason.

When I was in elementary school, my father was always very busy, and when he came home, it was already late at night, and sometimes he simply slept in the public security bureau in order to investigate the case. At that time, her mother went to work at 8 o'clock in the morning and left work at 6 o'clock in the evening, because the family lived next to the school, so Yan Rong always took her younger brother to school by herself.

At that time, he found that his younger brother really didn't like to talk, so the children didn't want to play with him. Every time he took him home from school, he would always ask about the experience of the day, and his brother's answer was either to draw a picture or what he had learned.

Never talk about relationships.

Yan Rong later became a little worried that his younger brother was mildly autistic, because he seemed to be numb to everything in the outside world, except for spinning things.

But his brother's excellent grades told him that his judgment was wrong.

When he was 17 years old, that is, when his younger brother was 14 years old, his father died in the line of duty. At the funeral, everyone was crying, but Yan Lin didn't.

He stared blankly at the coffin, not knowing what he was thinking.

In his junior year of high school, Yan Lin suddenly said that he was going to take the police academy.

Yan Rong was against it, he felt that the police profession was too dangerous, the work was too busy and tiring, and the salary was not very high.

But my mother was supportive.

Yan Rong found it hard to believe, he thought that his father's death would make his mother hate the police profession. She didn't.

He didn't dare to ask his mother what she thought, so he could only let Yanlin go.

On the other side, Yan Lin saw that the other party had not sent a message for a long time, so he turned off his mobile phone.

He knew what his brother was trying to say.

He shook his head, threw out the mess, and then took a towel and a change of underwear and went to the bathroom.

When Shen Qing wanted to take a bath, he found that someone was already using it, so he had to sit on the sofa in the living room and look at his mobile phone, waiting for the people inside to use it.

After a while, the door of the toilet opened, and Shen Qing heard the sound and looked up.

At this time, Chen Yuning, who was working overtime, also happened to open the door and walked into the living room. He looked up at the toilet.

Yan Lin only wore a pair of pants and walked out of it with his upper body naked, wiping his hair with a towel as he walked. He noticed the gaze of the two people, but his gaze fell on Shen Qing's body.

"I—" Yan Lin opened his mouth, trying to explain the situation.