The next day, the police immediately interrogated the two juvenile suspects.

Although it was 4 a.m. when he went home and slept the night before, You Mingxu still arrived at the police station on time. Along the way, many people asked with concern: "Sister You, was Writer Yin okay yesterday?" "Is Writer Yin okay?"

You Mingxu replied: "It's okay, he fell asleep when he got home." The doctor will examine him again today. ”

When they entered the office, Xu Mengshan and Fan Jia both looked up at her. You Mingxu sat down without changing his face and sorted out the documents. Fan Jia's chair slid over with a "whoosh", leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Sister You, I heard that you handled Writer Yin yesterday?" ”

You Mingxu paused, but before he answered, on the other side, Xu Mengshan also slid over with a "whoosh", obviously looking begging, but the words were said to Fan Jia: "Maybe, maybe it was Writer Yin who did Sister You." Yesterday he was in the car...... It's also quite violent. ”

You Mingxu: "Nothing. ”

"Huh?" "Huh?"

At this moment, a colleague at the door shouted: "It's a meeting!" You Mingxu was saved, and immediately stood up, his face sinking like water and walked out. Xu Mengshan smiled slightly and followed behind. Fan Jia took a few steps forward and whispered, "Are you really kissing Writer Yin?" Which one is this singing? ”

The faces of the sisters were not only curious and excited, but also concerned and doubtful. You Mingxu understood at a glance what the doubts and concerns were for. This made her feel a little unhappy inexplicably.

In her mind, she also remembered that when she left this morning, she gently pushed open Yin Feng's door and saw that this guy was still habitually like a frog, lying on the bed with his limbs spread out, saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth, and he was sleeping soundly.

She couldn't help but rub her eyebrows, seeing that Fan Jia was still blinking and waiting, but smiled and said, "Don't take it seriously." Neither he nor I will take it seriously. It's like kissing a kitten or a puppy, it's no different. ”

That being said, after the meeting, You Mingxu took Xu Mengshan, holding a notebook, and walked on the way to the interrogation room, when the mobile phone rang and a text message entered.

She looked down and saw what Yin Feng sent: "I'm up!" ”

She put it down and turned it off. Looking up at the corridor again, the thin sunlight was transparent and bright, but the situation of last night came to mind.

She ...... yesterday Brain twitching, right?

As soon as he thought of this, You Mingxu was about to twitch the corners of his mouth, and his mood fell to an extremely low point.

It is clearly lard that blinds the heart.

In the second half of yesterday's drive, the two didn't kiss, just hugged each other, face to face, he hugged her waist, and she leaned on his arms. And then he somehow, with bright eyes, kept talking to her about meaningless things.

"Ahh "Hmmm......"

"I'm going to wear that yellow Ultraman suit tomorrow." "Hmmm......"

"Ah Xu, are you hungry now, I'm a little hungry." "I'm not hungry."

"Ah, are you still cold? I'm not cold anymore. "I'm not cold anymore."

……

Is it that a child like him, once he is happy and excited, will say such inconsequential little things? Thinking of this, You Mingxu hooked the corners of his lips, heh......

Wait a minute! Why is she still having fun?

You Mingxu pulled his face down almost immediately, and then thought that he was more active than him last night, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Then...... What does it feel like? It's just that the whole person's brain seems to be mushy, and he doesn't want to think about what it means at all. Just don't want to resist.

Depend on. She really wanted to punch herself.

Later, when he came home, Xu Mengshan's kid pretended to be very calm, and said seriously: "Sister You, Teacher Yin, rest early." Thinking of this, You Mingxu glanced at his partner beside him. Xu Mengshan always had a thin smile in his eyes, like a fox.

You Mingxu remembered again that yesterday was in Xu Mengshan's eyes, Yin Feng held her hand upstairs. At that time, she felt very down-to-earth in her heart, and she was still a brain that had been mushed with, and she didn't resist......

As soon as he got home, Yin Feng fell asleep on the bed. She also fell headlong into her bed, and this sleep was extremely sweet, and she didn't want to think about anything in her head......

Standing at the door of the interrogation room, You Mingxu stretched out his fingers and flicked his head a few times, a little hard, and it hurt vividly. After playing, she walked in with Xu Mengshan without changing her face.

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This is actually a very common, but completely unimaginable story.

Since childhood, Li Biran has lived in a fairly superior environment. Parents are doing a small business outside, not to mention a rich family, it is no problem to be well-off. So since childhood, he has also been a proud boy.

Proud and lonely.

My parents only come back during the New Year's holidays.

Whenever this happens, parents are excited, full of accomplishment, and self-satisfied. After all, after a year of hard work, I also saved some money. Although the child is not around, isn't all the struggle now for the sake of the child? And he used to follow his grandparents, and now he follows his aunt and uncle, doesn't he also look good? Look, you're about to grow into a young man.

During the short ten-day Spring Festival holiday, my parents took Li Biran to visit relatives and friends, hurried and lively, and then the day of the return trip was approaching little by little.

As a parent, I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. Not only for the sake of the children, but also for their own sacrifice and hard work. So in terms of money, they have never been short of Li Biran. Before he went to high school, he definitely had plenty of money compared to children of the same age.

And Li Biran's character is probably shaped by many factors like this.

Compared with the children around him, he must have a sense of superiority. has a lot of money, is free, and his grandparents are used to it, and they can't control him more and more. Even though his parents weren't around, it sometimes made him feel quite fucked up and felt like they weren't doing anything for him. But he remembers that when he was in elementary school, he would sometimes cry when he thought about it, and he would call his mother. Gradually, I felt that it was nothing. Parents, that's it. It is their duty to raise him. Anyway, don't have less money on him. As soon as they came back, they were in charge, and he was not at ease.

As for Xie Huifang, he is really the person Li Biran hates the most. When she first lived with them, she was polite, although she also liked to preach, but she didn't dare to go too far. But as the days went by, the old witch showed her true colors. At first, he took care of everything, what time he went to class, what time he came back, where he went after school, what friends he played with, and whether he went to an Internet café......

Who does she think she is? If his mother hadn't given her 1,000 yuan a month, would she really be willing to let him live at home? Will you care about him?

Li Biran's most annoying thing is that Xie Huifang always likes to take it out and read it, saying that his parents, her sister and brother-in-law, it is not easy to work outside; said that he brought two babies and looked at him, not for the 1,000 yuan at all, but completely because of his relatives; said that Li Biran didn't study hard, how sensible his daughter and son were, let him have to be an elder brother...... At this critical time, her daughter was still next to her, and once she found him smoking or playing games, she would immediately report it to Xie Huifang. Depend on.

Li Biran became more and more annoyed with their family. This is not his home at all. But he was trapped here like a trapped beast.

Every time the boy thinks of this, he has a feeling that he has gone through vicissitudes and is deeply hurt but no one knows about it.