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At first I thought I was dreaming, I hadn't slept so well for a long time, the man's palm was very warm and strong, I felt like I was holding my father's hand when I was a child, I was very relieved, and I couldn't help but put my face on his hand. His other hand touched my forehead, as if testing the temperature. After a moment's hesitation, he gently stroked my cheek with his fingers. The real touch of my skin made me slowly wake up. Who's this? When I came to my senses, I was startled and opened my eyes.

It was dark in the ward, the moonlight was unknown, and the faint street lights illuminated by the semi-transparent curtains outlined a silhouette of the person sitting on the side of the bed, very thin and tall, and I knew him well, even if it was a silhouette, I knew clearly who he was.

The moon is half light, and my heart is soft. Even if there is only one warm palm, I am full of joy. Lu Zenghan, you also have me in your heart. You're not that ruthless.

I didn't stay in a single room, and there was a person, and the person turned over. I didn't speak, and he didn't speak, perhaps sensing that I was awake, and he tried to pull his hand out. I gripped his hand tightly and didn't let go. He tried to break my hand with both hands, but I came up stubbornly, but I refused to let go, and I pulled one of his hands so hard that I even broke off the quilt covering my upper body. My least favorite version of myself, the hysterical appearance of begging for nothing, has flareed up again.

He sighed softly and pulled the quilt back onto my shoulder with his other free hand, without further struggle. I took his hand in my hands contentedly and pressed it under my face, not allowing him to slip away. He didn't move, just let me hold on to it, and put his other hand on mine. A smile tugged at the corner of my lips, and my heart was more stable and happy than I had ever been. After a while, sleepiness struck again, and I held his hand and fell into a deep sleep again.

I woke up the next morning, looking at the empty side, a little stunned, did he really come last night? I felt like I had a dream, but I didn't leave a trace. It's just that there are still more than a dozen cups of kumquat grapefruit tea left by Mei Zijun yesterday, and there is no trace of it. Did the cleaner take it away? Or where did it go? I do not know. I carefully recalled the situation last night, and every detail was vivid, as if it was real, if it was a dream, it was also a realistic dream.

The doctor came to round the ward and asked me how I was doing. I replied, and I couldn't help but ask, "Did someone come to see me last night?" ”

The doctor was stunned: "Visits are prohibited after nine o'clock." Are you dreaming? ”

My heart sank instantly, and it really seemed like it was just a dream. I don't know how deep the traces he left in my heart that I couldn't even tell the difference between reality and dreams.

After I was discharged from the hospital, I didn't contact Lu Zenghan again, and typed the words "Are you okay?" in the WeChat chat interface several times? "Delete it again. At the time of his accident, I had no excuse to turn back, and now that he is safe, I have no reason to continue pestering.

In addition to working every day in Yiqiao, I continue to do art therapy for inmates in Dongping Prison. And I also have a friend named Mei Zijun in my life, and occasionally we will have a meal, drink tea, and chat together. Mei Zijun is very fascinated by psychology and has become an enthusiast, not only did he sign up for the class, but he would also come to observe my art therapy in Dongping Prison, and not only he came by himself, but sometimes he also brought the police from the Binhai Branch who were engaged in psychological diagnosis work.

Mei Zijun is a very good learner, and after listening to several lectures, the questions he asked are similar and semi-professional. Another weekend, he drove me to Dongping Prison.

"You really don't look like an ordinary leader going through the motions." After getting acquainted with him, I stopped talking with him.

"Do you think we don't know anything but a mixed dinner and a big belly?" Mei Zijun smiled heartily.

"Why, I know you used to be a sharpshooter." I replied with a smile.

"Haha, understand me." Mei Zijun said that the gun's eyes lit up, "Actually, what I love the most is shooting." That will be in the police academy, not blowing, and beating the invincible opponents of the whole school. ”

"Really? Not a single opponent? I asked, squinting and smiling.

"Ahem," Mei Zijun coughed dryly, "Occasionally, there are still some, we are at the same level, there is a little fat man who fights a little more than me, but he is too ugly, so I am the most handsome among the people who shoot well, and I am the best among the good-looking people." "Mei Zijun's biggest feature is that she doesn't look like she is bragging at all, and she looks very free. I laughed.

"But now in this job, it's hard to think about the addiction to shooting, so I can only go to our internal training ground, and the formalities are troublesome." Mei Zijun sighed, "By the way, Nancheng has opened a new vertical and horizontal shooting club, which has all kinds of live ammunition shooting, I have a membership, I have to go for a few rounds in the afternoon, do you want to go together?" ”

I had nothing to do when I got home, so I agreed without thinking. After the treatment, Mei Zijun and I came out of Dongping Prison together and went to the club.

It's the first time I've come back to this kind of place, full of masculine air. Because the items in the club involve firearms and props, which are controlled items, the shooting hall is a membership system. What kind of platinum member is Mei Zijun, I don't know how much money I rushed to do, you can take me in, but you still have to register with face recognition, which is quite serious.

The club has several zones, and in addition to live ammunition, there are also airsoft guns, archery, APSC and other sports. Mei Zijun took me to the live-fire area, where there were more than a dozen live-fire target tracks of different lengths. Mei Zijun stood in front of the 25-meter target track and said with a smile: "It's your first time, don't make it too difficult." ”

I grinned, "It's all the same hard for me." There is no easy one. ”

"Don't be so unconfident in yourself." Mei Zijun put on gloves, quickly loaded the gun, and reached out to hit the center of the red heart with a straight shot.

"That's great." I sighed heartily and couldn't help but slap my face.

Mei Zijun shook her head: "This thing is really boring, it's like a toy." If this is put aside, I won't be able to play. After speaking, he handed me the gun and said with a smile: "You try." ”

The first time I touched the gun, I was still a little excited, and I was shaking with the gun in my hand. Mei Zijun took my hand and straightened my shoulder: "Don't be nervous, look, you have to align this, this, and here." After saying that, he held me by my side with one hand, held my hand tightly with the other, and patiently taught me how to end the wall, how to aim, and how to shoot. And I completely forgot about physical contact with him and threw myself into the gun.

It's a pity that I didn't even hit the target when I sent out the first bullet. Mei Zijun smiled and comforted me: "It's already good." A lot of people can't shoot the first time. ”

I smiled embarrassedly, and was about to speak, when a gloomy mockery sounded next to me: "Uncle policeman really lied and didn't even beat the draft, how else can it be called bad?" ”

My heart trembled suddenly, and I hurriedly turned my head, Lu Zenghan was hanging on the target path next door, and he was a shot at will, and he was also in the middle of the heart. He turned his head and smiled at me: "Teacher Xin, if you want to learn shooting, you have to find a decent teacher." Teachers can't bring out any good students. ”

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be enriched with a layer of filters, and I couldn't help but raise the corners of my lips. His eyes were glued to Lu Zenghan, and he couldn't look away.

"If an amateur player howls twice, even if he breaks the sky, he won't become a singer." Mei Zijun was also merciless, with a black face and three shots with his left hand, all of them hit the bull's-eye, worthy of being a sniper of the Flying Eagles.

"It's better to do this, ten bullets, compare with one another, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out and walk it." Lu Zenghan reloaded the gun and glanced at Mei Zijun with cold eyes.

"Just talk, don't practice fake tricks." Mei Zijun hooked her lips and sneered, glanced at Lu Zenghan, and it didn't take three seconds for the bullet to be loaded and prepared. If in terms of speed, Mei Zijun is indeed superior.

"You go first." Lu Zenghan made a "please" gesture, Mei Zijun snorted contemptuously, moved his wrist briefly, stared ahead, and began to shoot.

Lu Zenghan gave me a look, turned around and walked out, I didn't know why, I followed, just walked to the lounge, Lu Zenghan grabbed my hand and walked out quickly.

"What do you do? Isn't it going to be a game? I exclaimed.

"Fuck it, who's better than him." Lu Zenghan pulled my eyebrows and smiled, "If you want to rob me, shoot his shotgun slowly." ”

Some people seem to have magical powers, just one word, one look, can hook all my emotions. My eyes were glued to Lu Zenghan's, my eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and later, my steps were faster than his, and I became me pulling him in front of me to run.

Out of the club, I slipped into his Maybach, covered my mouth and laughed. He was so infected by my emotions that he stretched his eyebrows and drove the car so fast that in less than a quarter of an hour, he was already far behind the shooting range. Mei Zijun called me and asked where I went, I told him that he had left beforehand, and Mei Zijun also guessed the reason, and hung up the phone without saying more.

When I arrived at an open wharf, Lu Zenghan stopped the car, lowered the window, lit a cigarette, and looked at me slowly.

I was a little embarrassed by him, and glanced over, "Don't wait for your friend?" "I asked, he certainly wasn't going to the shooting range alone.

"it." Lu Zenghan spat out the smoke ring and said, "Have you been familiar with this strip recently?" ”

"It's another strip, it's ugly. People have names and surnames, called Mei Zijun. I said seriously, "I used to be a serious sniper." ”

"Yo-heh." Lu Zenghan pinched the cigarette in his hand, and looked at me with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes, "This is starting to protect?" Got a liking for him? ”

My heart tugged hard, why pretend to be confused, who I like he doesn't know? I glanced at him faintly: "He and I are just friends, he is studying psychology, and sometimes he goes to my lectures. ”

"A strip of psychology? Only a stupid and dull person would believe it. The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, but he didn't have a good heart. Lu Zenghan snorted coldly, "You're still a psychological counselor, shouldn't you put some oil on your brain?" ”

"Stupid is stupid, in front of you, I have never been smart, and I don't dare to be delusional." I returned his words to him, raised my eyebrows and said slowly, "Actually, I think Mei Zijun is very good, do you have a grudge against others?" Picky everywhere, you look at him, he is hearty, enthusiastic, and very MAN, and he is still a leader, and he feels quite secure——"

Before I finished my words, I only felt that my eyes were sinking, and my lips were already cold.