Yu Chihong stretched out his hand to comb Qiao Yan's long hair that was scattered and wet, and let out a long sigh, the love that had been suppressed for so many years finally burned happily in the car that was shaking and bumping in the torrential rain on this stormy night. He kissed her cheek lovingly, but tasted the salty taste. He was slightly stunned, grabbed the clean police uniform to cover her, got up and turned on the lights in the car.

Qiao Yan covered her eyes with her hands, the dazzling ceiling light made it difficult for her to get used to, and more importantly, she didn't want him to see her embarrassment, those moist and red eyes must have leaked all her feelings. Wei Chihong turned off the headlights again, leaned over and hugged her tightly, and asked with some concern: "Do you regret it?" Or, am it hurting me? He feared that his volcanic eruption had hurt her.

Qiao Yan shook her head. "Neither."

"Then what are you crying about?" Wei Chihong asked incomprehensibly.

"You...... Disappointed, right? Qiao Yan's mind was a little trance-like. Just now, when they reached the top of the peak together, one of her doors of memory was opened by thunder, and the man in the spring dream was real! His face was still blurry, but she remembered the unforgettable marks he had left on her. Tears flowed silently like this, and she regretted that she couldn't give the first time to the man she loved the most. She was also very frightened, since the man in the spring dream existed in her missing 12 hours of memory, it meant that he was inseparable from the events of seven years ago, she didn't dare to think about it, her heart was full of frustration, sorrow and desolation, like a brilliant firework burned out, leaving only cold ashes.

"Disappointed?" Yu Chihong

I was stunned for a moment, and then I understood. He smiled wryly. "You think I'm going to care about that? In your mind, I'm such a shallow person? ”

"I care." Qiao Yan looked at him blankly, feeling groggy in her head and weak limbs, "I don't know how to explain it to you...... If I say...... I don't remember why that happened...... Would you believe it? ”

"I don't have to explain anything, and I don't want to hear it." Wei Chihong stopped her, she couldn't see it, his eyes were full of some kind of embarrassed heart, and distressed and self-blaming emotions, and his voice trembled slightly, "Don't let the past affect our present, no matter what you say, I believe it, but you don't need to say it." ”

Qiao Yan's eyes widened and stared at him silently.

"It's time to go back and go to my dormitory, it's close and convenient. Take a shower and get a good night's sleep. Yu Chihong's voice was low and gentle, "Don't worry about your sister, I have already talked to Mo Yuqing this afternoon, and from tomorrow onwards, no one else will bother Qiao Ran anymore, only Mo Yuqing will be responsible for accompanying her." There are some words that you can't say to your loved ones, and you should trust your companions. ”

Qiao Yan's eyes moistened again, it turned out that he had already thought about Qiao Ran, and he was not only thinking about catching criminals. And she said something like that to hurt him. Two streaks of mist coalesced in her eyes, finally turning into two teardrops that rolled down her cheeks.

Wei Chihong picked her up and adjusted the back of the seat. "Put on my clothes, don't put wet clothes on your body anymore, obedient."

"What about you?" Qiao Yan cared about him.

"I'm a big man, what's the matter." As he spoke, he quickly put on his still wet shirt and began to put on his pants again.

Although the light in the car was very dim, Qiao Yan could still vaguely see the part of him that made her blush, and quickly turned her head, took off the police uniform that covered her body, and put it on her body. There are no pants to change, only wet ones. Only then did she feel that her legs were sticky and sticky, and she was desperate to take a hot shower. Looking at Wei Chihong again, the wet clothes were lying on his body, which must be very uncomfortable.

The storm has passed, and the windshield has been washed by the rain, and through the glass you can see the night sky as the sea is undulating and calm.

Wei Chihong started the car and drove back. Along the way, the two returned to the silence they had come from. The car is heated enough and induces sleepiness. Qiao Yan became more and more groggy and drowsy, and finally she was so tired that she was completely unable to open her eyes and fall asleep.

I don't know how long it was, but the car stopped. She felt that Yu Chihong had picked her up from the cushion of the chair, she was so satisfied with the warmth in this embrace, she didn't want to open her eyes. He carried her all the way up the stairs, opened the door and entered his dormitory, where she lay her on the bed in the room. She didn't completely lose her mind, but she closed her eyes and didn't move. He carefully flattened her, took off her wet pants, dried her legs with a towel, covered her with a quilt, and walked out.

Yu Chihong went into the bathroom to turn on the water heater and prepare toiletries for Qiao Yan. After that, I went out of the dormitory, went downstairs to get all the clothes in the car, and cooked a pot of ginger soup. After the water heater heated up to a high enough temperature, he went into the room to wake up Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan's consciousness was actually sober, but after such a toss, she was tired.

Wei Chihong held up her head and said very gently: "Drink a bowl of ginger soup to ward off the cold first, take a bath and then go to sleep." ”

Qiao Yan opened her eyes in a daze, she felt thirsty, so she took his hand and drank the bowl of ginger soup in one go, and her spirit was better. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and a chill rose from her legs. When I looked down, I saw that I was bare-legged. The police uniform was very long on her body, covering her buttocks, but this desire to cover up and shame was more tempting, and Wei Chihong stared at her with straight eyes.

"Look at what, look!" Qiao Yan pulled down the police uniform vigorously.

Yu Chihong chuckled. "Don't rip it. You look good in this police uniform, and you look heroic. ”

"It's still heroic." Qiao Yan pouted, "It should be disheveled." ”

She is indeed disheveled, disheveled, and has a pouty appearance, which is even more amorous. Yu Chihong had to turn his head to avoid his body being impulsive again. He walked to the closet, took out a piece of his pajamas from it and gave it to Qiao Yan, and asked her to change into it after taking a bath.

Qiao Yan took the pajamas and hurriedly walked out of the room and entered the bathroom. She took off her police uniform and saw herself in the mirror, her fair skin was covered with traces of love, and the scene in the storm resurfaced in her mind, and the emotions suppressed in his body were like a volcanic eruption, fiery, blazing and crazy.

She turned on the faucet, picked up cold water in both hands, and poured it on her red face.

Qiao Yan took a shower, put on Captain Chi Hong's pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom with her bare legs.

There was a noise from the balcony, and Wei Chihong was throwing those wet and dirty clothes into the washing machine. Qiao Yan ran to the balcony and asked, "You won't throw your underwear into the washing machine, will you?" "She is very particular, and the inner and outer clothes should not be washed together, which is easy to cause gynecological diseases.

"Look up for yourself." Wei Chihong continued to be busy with the matter at hand.

Qiao Yan's face turned red as soon as she looked up, her bra and bottoms had been washed and hung on the drying rack above.

"It's cold here, get back to the house." Seeing that Qiao Yan was still standing there, Yu Chihong hurriedly urged.

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Yan sneezed and had to shrink back. She went back to the room and got under the covers, shrunk up, buried her head in her arched knees, and for a moment her mind was empty.

I don't know how long it took, Wei Chihong walked in, he had already finished taking a shower and changed into pajamas. He walked over and reached out to touch Qiao Yan's slippery hair, she had forgotten about drying her hair. He walked out of the room, got a hair dryer, plugged it in, and stood behind her to blow her hair.

The night was silent and deep, except for the whirring of hair dryers. The warm breeze stirred Qiao Yan's hair, and Yu Chihong's fingers gently stroked her hair, and the warmth flowing from her fingertips seemed to penetrate into her heart. She sighed softly, feeling a thin fiber deep inside her, twitching there, twitching her nerves.

Qiao Yan kept her head bowed and didn't move, revealing a large piece of smooth and delicate skin on the back of her neck. Wei Chihong felt that she was absent-minded, and when her hair was almost dry, she turned down the hot air by one gear, and aimed it at the back of Qiao Yan's neck as if teasingly. The sudden burning sensation made Qiao Yan straighten up suddenly, she was wearing overly wide pajamas, and from Yu Chihong's angle, she could clearly glimpse the infinite spring light in the neckline. He reluctantly turned off the hair dryer and wanted to go out to calm down, but his arm was hooked by Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan's mind was chaotic, and her vision was blurred and blurred. The whirring of the hair dryer still echoed softly in her ears, her body was hot, but her heart was cold, she just instinctively wanted to catch him and absorb the warmth from him. She hooked her hand, and Yu Chihong involuntarily sat down beside her, wrapped his hand around her waist, hugged her, and the sound of more and more rapid breathing rose and fell in her ears...... (See the box below for the content of the ellipses!) ）

With Qiao Yan's acquiescence, Yu Chihong had no scruples, and when he reached out to turn off the light, she couldn't help but murmur: "You like to touch the dark so much?" ”

Yu Chihong's body stiffened slightly, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. "I'd like to take a good look at you, too, but ......," he sighed helplessly, "give me some time, and I'll try to get over it." ”