Even if it weren't for this girl, Jing Hong might not be able to walk today, he would have died in his own home because of change and poverty, and no one knew. However, the world did not seem to want to give up on him, so it brought him an angel, an angel of salvation with blessings. As long as the girl chats a few words, Jing Hong will feel that the world has become beautiful in an instant, and nothing can knock him down.

This is the magic of love, although he still hit walls everywhere after stepping into society, but the girl did not give up on him, but took more and more time to be by his side, so today, Jinghong decided to muster up the courage to propose.

He thought that if the girl could agree, if she decided to move into her small home of only a dozen square meters, no matter how hard and tired she was, Jinghong would desperately support this hard-won family. He will be good to girls for the rest of his life, until his gray hair is gray, and he will not give up until he goes to the road to hell.

But suddenly, the sky seemed to be jealous of the good things that were about to happen, and it was gloomy, and it was not yet time for the sun to set, but it was strangely darkened, as if it was about to rain. Jing Hong quickly stood up, if it rained, it would not be good, the girl would be sick.

However, the gentle man no longer gave him any chance to speak, and stood up and said, "If there is nothing to do, I should also go." ”

"Aren't you going to eat here? I ordered one for you. The director hurriedly said.

"No need, I'll just go home and eat." The man smiled and walked towards the outside of the theater, and the director looked at his back as he left, swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach, and only said, "What a wayward child." He shook his head and continued to read his script.

At this moment, in the parking lot outside the theater, a small car is waiting, and a tall man is sitting in the car, and at a glance he knows that he is a criminal policeman, because the police uniform on his body has not been changed.

The person he was waiting for walked to the parking lot, and immediately found his target, trotted all the way to him, opened the car door and said, "Hey! Why didn't you even change your work clothes today? ”

"Because I just encountered a little accident, I was temporarily deployed to deal with it, so I didn't have time to change my clothes and came to pick you up, so get in the car." Said the man in the car. After the people around him were seated, he reached out to help fasten his seat belt, and then with a foot on the accelerator, the car drove away from the parking lot and headed off into the distance.

The relaxed atmosphere on this side of the theater is in stark contrast to the tragic scene in the lavender field just now, which is also love, but the love in the purple flower field makes people feel extremely sad and sad.

The direction he was driving was near an ordinary apartment in the city, and when he arrived, the man glanced at his watch, and it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night, and instead of going up and knocking on the door, he lit a cigarette for himself, and stood on the side of the road waiting.

The red light from the cigarette hair shone in the darkness, because there was no street lamp beside the man, he deliberately found a dark corner to hide himself, and he didn't seem to be ready to be discovered by anyone, maybe the person he was waiting for had agreed with him about some code, so he didn't need to look at it to confirm.

After about ten minutes, sure enough, the footsteps came from the darkness, it was the sound of high heels hitting the ground, and after a while, a pair of small feet wearing red high heels appeared on the road, the owner of these feet walked very fast, it can also be said that it felt very hurried, and the heels kept hitting the ground to make a rapid rhythm.

When the owner of the heels approached, the man stood up straight and called out to her: "Hey, I'm here!" ”

"Why do you stay in a dark corner like a ghost? Scared the hell out of me! The woman immediately screamed and complained about the man's behavior.

Life seems to be constantly developing for the better, in the bustling restaurant, the actors, the forensic doctor and the criminal police are already seated, the table in front of them is very large, enough to seat five or six people, the actor is sitting next to the criminal police, and in front of him, there is a forensic doctor with an indifferent face.

No matter when the forensic doctor watches it, it makes people feel cold, but only the actor knows that his heart is actually more passionate than anyone else, so he automatically ignores his appearance. Of course, the criminal police also understand this, but they are not as strong as the actors' comprehension skills.

The three of them kept talking, pushing and changing glasses from time to time, and those beautiful liquids in the cups were of course drinks, and since two of them were driving, they couldn't drink. The topic was mainly between the actor and the detective, and the forensic doctor listened most of the time. Their handsome appearance attracted the attention of many boys and girls, and among them was a fat middle-aged man, who had been watching three people.

After a few minutes, the middle-aged man picked up the wine glass from the waiter's tray, walked up to the three people and said, "Can I have a drink with you?" ”

Such a sudden request made Mr. Actor stunned for a moment, but he quickly stood up with a smile, raised his glass and said, "Of course." Before the words fell, the two politely touched the cups, and after each took a sip, the actor sat down again, but he didn't plan to invite the middle-aged man to sit down together, because he didn't want to be disturbed by the rare moment of the three of them.

Three months ago, in the early hours of the morning, on the balcony on the second floor of a small high-rise building, a leisurely woman was teasing the black cat at home, she kept stroking the hair on the top of the black cat's head, and made a slight sound in her mouth, as if she was talking to the black cat, and seemed to be talking to herself.

In front of the woman was a small round table, the surface of which was white and refreshing, and on which lay a vase with lavender printed on it, and no doubt a bouquet of lavender in the vase, which had been given by her lavender-loving boyfriend, who was a painter.

The profession of a painter is neither good nor bad in the eyes of women, it is just a little more artistic, but women never disdain to look at the things painted by their boyfriends, mainly because they think the selling price is too low, and the picture is not good-looking. Although she doesn't care whether the people around her are rich or not, having a boyfriend who can't make money is not a face-saving thing in the sister circle.

So now, the woman has kept this relationship a secret, and she hopes to wait for her boyfriend's paintings to sell well before showing them off. And the woman herself, who has a decent job, works as a white-collar worker in a huge joint venture, and gets several times more wages per month than her boyfriend.

At this moment, the black cat barked and wanted to leave the woman's arms, but the woman did not want to let it go, one hand tightly grasped the fur on the back of the black cat's neck, and raised her voice a little and said, "Don't move, be good." ”

Xie Yunmeng and Mo Haiyou are like two ropes, which will drag the fragments in his mind to gradually connect together, so as to form the most correct reasoning, so Yun Yeyao thinks that if he is alone, he may not be able to do anything, but if there are forensic doctors and criminal police, everything will be logical.

It's like flipping through a book, and if he looks at it page by page without purpose, he has no patience at all. But if someone reads it with him, puts a bookmark in his book, and divides the content into many parts, it will be much smoother and happier to read. Therefore, Yun Yeyao is not willing to solve the case alone, he very much hopes to have his own studio, like a place like a consulting detective agency.

But it must be Xiao Meng and Xiao Zuo to drive together, without them, Yun Yeyao would rather hold it in his heart and not do it, because he does not have the ability of Sherlock Holmes to solve any complex problems alone. And opening a studio will definitely bring some simple and trivial things, and he doesn't have the patience to do it.

A person is thinking crankily over there, and he is about to fall asleep in a daze, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, and people are more and more likely to fall asleep, especially when there is nothing to do. Sometimes, Yun Yeyao will deliberately starve herself, because the stronger the hunger feeling, the clearer the mind, which is much more useful than any coffee and strong tea.

Standing up, he shifted his position, and sat on the soft cloth sofa in his home, he had been living in this house since he saw Xiao Zuo, and he had almost forgotten what his home in the city was like.

'Let's go back and deal with it sometime!' Take some things that used to be used to come over, and it's good to be a studio for my father there, but I don't know if my father would like to? 'Dreaming in the night.

After paying for the car, Yun Yeyao quickly stepped into the vermilion lacquer-colored gate, there was a large courtyard inside, and a bamboo and wooden frame was built in the courtyard, and some green vines climbed on it, looking at the appearance of fruit, it should be a loofah.

Standing in the courtyard, Yun Yeyao took a breath of fresh air, feeling refreshed, the discomfort caused by the dream last night was completely gone, he stretched his waist and shouted towards the door opposite: "Mr. Wu, are you there?" ”

Immediately there was a sound of things colliding in the room, and a man put down the pen he was writing, pushed away his chair and walked towards the door, and then the man's loud voice came out of the room.

"Yes, is it Xiao Yao? Come on in. Mr. Wu quickly opened the door and walked out, he is a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, his name is Wu Weiyun, his figure is not tall, but his facial features are resolute, and the whole person has a sense of righteousness and awe.

After Wu Weiyun let Yun Yeyao into the house, he immediately brewed a pot of fragrant black tea, and Yun Yeyao said in astonishment: "After so many years, it turns out that Mr. Wu still remembers that I like to drink black tea, which is really rare." ”

"I'm not good at anything, but I have a good memory." Wu Weiyun said teasing to himself.

"What's the matter, Mr. Wu was a real acting school back then, and now we juniors still need to learn from you."

"Xiao Yao, you're too polite."

Just as the two of them were chatting, Yun Yeyao saw the extra compartment in the wall at a glance, this compartment was small, boxy and inlaid in the center of the wall, which had never been seen before, and should have been made when it was newly renovated.