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Summer is coming to an end. 〔。 m ?! The blue sky outside the window seems to have a little more clear and lofty autumn mood. The sunlight that spills into the living room is also extraordinarily clear and clean.

Jian Yao sat in the sunshine with nothing to do.

Bo Jin Yan on the other side seemed very safe. He took the book and had been reading it quietly for a long time. Jian Yao has no doubt that he can see the world alone - except for running around when investigating the case, he is completely a super otaku.

Bored for a moment, Jian Yao took the bag over, planning to look at the notebook again and review Bo Jinyan's "lecture" last night. As soon as I pulled out the notebook, I saw a corner of pink paper sandwiched between the pages.

It was the movie ticket she put in her bag yesterday.

She sighed slightly.

Who would have thought that Bo Jinyan would be able to solve the case in 4 hours? If she hadn't injured her foot, she would have been able to go to the movies.

She didn't pay much attention to it, put the movie ticket back in her bag, and began to read her notes intently.

I had just read a few pages when I suddenly felt that someone was looking at me.

Looking up, Bo Jinyan was sitting on the sofa with his long legs folded, looking at her thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

He smiled suddenly, put down the book indifferently, got up and walked into the bedroom, and closed the door.

Jian Yao was a little confused by him.

Just now, he showed a typical "Bo Jin Yan-style" smile: arrogant, lofty, and indifferent.

The thin lips were slightly raised, as if to say: "Everything is as I expected"; And as if to say, "Woman, I know you all about you."

So what the hell is he laughing at?

Could it be ...... And self-righteousness, with any new, but very naΓ―ve conclusions?

Then the bedroom door opened again.

Bo Jinyan put his hands in his trouser pockets and stepped out leisurely.

Jian Yao was stunned.

He changed into a suit and wore a tie. The shirt is white, the leather shoes are shiny, and the hair is obviously slightly groomed, and there is no mess. The whole person looks extraordinarily tall, straight, handsome and compelling.

Jian Yao: "You want to go out?" ”

Bo Jinyan glanced at her: "No, I changed this dress to go to sleep." ”

Jian Yao: "......"

He speaks like this forever.

She simply lowered her head and continued to read, ignoring him. It doesn't matter where he goes, she can't go anyway.

At this moment, he walked up to her, and his deep voice sounded above her head: "How long are you going to make me wait, Miss Jian Yao?" ”

As soon as Jian Yao looked up, she saw him stretching out a large, slender and white hand towards her. On the black sleeves, amber cufflinks shine.

"The movie is about to begin."

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The cinema on weekends is crowded and noisy.

Bo Jinyan, of course, is not satisfied with this environment. As soon as he stepped inside, his brow furrowed slightly.

However, when he saw Jian Yao beside him, he kept a shallow smile on his face......

Jun's eyebrows stretched slightly: since she liked it, he wasn't impatient.

As he passed the snack counter, Bo Jinyan glanced at it. The passages were narrow, and the queues were mostly for young men. What they buy is popcorn, carbonated drinks, plums, and so on...... It's obviously a messy food that women love to eat.

It's boring.

Just about to help Jian Yao enter the ticket gate, she gently pushed him: "Go buy a bucket of popcorn." ”

The corners of Bo Jinyan's lips hooked slightly-sure enough, woman.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to refuse, and criticize her bad taste, he bowed his head, but met her sparkling eyes, embedded in her tender white face, like two clear black gems.

"Go." She shook his arm again, her voice soft.

Bo Jinyan was silent for a moment, took out his wallet, and asked lightly, "Do you want popcorn?" ”

"Hmm...... Then buy two more bottles of drinks, I want green tea. ”

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The so-called couple's box is a small hall that can accommodate fifty or sixty people, with more than 30 pink two-seater sofas. Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao's seats are in the right.

Standing at the door of the box, Bo Jinyan's face suddenly was not very good-he, who had almost never been to the cinema, thought that the couple ticket would be a separate box for two people, only him and Jian Yao. Where did you think that there are so many idle people around?

But Jian Yao was quite happy, and looked up and said to him, "The position you set is very good!" ”

Bo Jinyan glanced at her, but a smile appeared on his lips: "That's nature." ”

As soon as I sat down, the movie began.

The lights dimmed, and a dancing light and shadow appeared on the screen. Jian Yao sat on the sofa, and in addition to the movie screen, there was a couple hugging or leaning together.

The sofa is not wide, and if you sit two people, there is not much room for you. Bo Jinyan sat quietly beside her, tall and clear. Of course, they would not be as intimate as others, and Bo Jinyan just put one arm on the back of the sofa chair behind her.

But Jian Yao felt very good, in such a quiet and gentle space, he accompanied her.

"Thank you." She looked ahead and whispered. Maybe it's because he endured boredom and watched movies with her; or last night's thoughtful care; Or maybe he seems arrogant, but in fact he patiently takes her little by little and walks side by side with him on the same path.

"Huh?" In the dim light, his low, vague response could be heard.

Jian Yao smiled silently.

However, when the romantic and warm thing came to Bo Jinyan, it really didn't last long.

10 minutes after the opening of the movie, he finally lost his patience because he never entered the plot, but stayed in the lingering relationship between the hero and heroine.

He took out his phone and leaned back on the sofa: "Call me again when the aliens invade." ”

Jian Yao: "...... Good. ”

Bo Jinyan skimmed through the news for a while, and then checked his email. I was about to google a related information when I heard a burst of laughter from the audience around me.

He looked up, and it was probably the male protagonist in the movie who said something naughty, which made the heroine and even the audience laugh. looked at Jian Yao again, holding popcorn in both hands, sitting next to him, staring at the screen with clear eyes, and a smile on his lips.

She's happy.

Bo Jinyan smiled slightly, looked down at his phone, and continued to Google data.

After pressing the "Search Confirm" button, I saw a row of results, but I was stunned.

He looked up at her again.

Originally, it was to search for a criminal document. Just looked at her, and his fingers typed the key word "Jian Yao".

He was distracted.

This has never happened before.

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Jian Yao watched the movie for a while, and finally saw the space fortresses appearing on the screen.

She stretched out her hand and pushed Bo Jinyan's chest beside her: "You can see it." ”

"Hmm." He snorted, but didn't look up, still staring at his phone, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jian Yao subconsciously glanced at his mobile phone, although the picture was not clear, why did it seem a little familiar?

"What are you looking at?"

Bo Jinyan didn't dodge or dodge, let her lean over and watch together.

"This is ......" Jian Yao suddenly slighted.

The smile on Bo Jinyan's lips deepened.

In the mobile phone, it was a photo of Jian Yao's childhood that he searched. Presumably to participate in a public children's singing and dancing competition, the photo was kept with the name next to it.

The little person, wearing a white swan skirt and struggling to stretch his limbs, looks immature and cute. Merely...... With makeup on his face, his eyes are painted in jet-black and jet-black, and his cheeks are red rouge, and he can't see his facial features at all.

Jian Yao took the phone from his hand, looked at it and said with a smile: "At that time, I just went to elementary school, and the teachers did this with makeup." ”

Bo Jin said: "Well, it's very enchanting. ”

Jian Yao smiled: "What! ”

When the two were talking, Jian Yao leaned over to look at the photo, and the whole person was almost in his arms. She looked down at the photo, but she didn't realize that her smooth black hair was pouring on the white shirt on Bo Jinyan's chest. And as soon as he lowered his head, his cheeks touched the soft strands of hair.

The surrounding light was dim, and there was only a soft fragrance, lingering from his arms to Bo Jin Yan's nose.

That was Jian Yao's breath.

He was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and sniffed lightly on her long hair.

Jian Yao was originally just looking at the photo playfully, but suddenly thought of the facts at this moment, and her heart moved slightly-

Bo Jinyan was searching for her information.

Of course, it's likely that he's just bored to do it. But she still turned to look at him: "Why are you searching for my information?" ”

She froze.

The moment she raised her head, Bo Jinyan happened to lower her head and smell her hair (of course, Jian Yao didn't know this). The two of them were already very close to each other, and when they moved at the same time, they happened to rub their cheeks against each other, and their eyes were facing each other.

The man's breath was very close. The cold aura that belonged to him seemed to envelop her whole body in an instant. And the black eyes that were close at hand were looking at her steadily.

Jian Yao suddenly remembered the "first kiss" between the two of them last time, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. And the body, as if also froze in place, froze in his arms, froze less than an inch away from him, unable to move again, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

……

Bo Jinyan also "froze".

What was the scene in front of him?

Jian Yao was in his arms, looking up at him. The two were so close that their breaths seemed to be entwined.

The streamer of the screen in front of him reflected on the side of her face, allowing him to vaguely see her clear watery eyes, her delicate and lovely nose, and the light vermilion color on her lips. It seemed to be stained with water, and her breath squirted out little by little from the two red lips, spraying on his face, with the soft, itchy fragrance he had just smelled......

Bo Jinyan only felt that in the depths of his body, there seemed to be a scorching airflow, surging silently. And in his mind, there seemed to be a white light that instantly illuminated everything.

He remembered the slight but unusually stimulating and clear sensation when Jian Yao's fingers touched his skin; I think of the faint pleasure in my heart every time I see her appear in my field of vision; remembered that when she wore that tender yellow skirt that day, he looked at every inch of her naked~ naked skin, and the hormones in her body were just like at this moment, flowing around;

He also remembered the moment he saw her fall down the stairs last night, the heart in his chest contracted violently......

In an instant, his thoughts were already lightning, and he suddenly became clear.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the woman in front of him.

In the dim light, he pursed his lips silently, and his face slowly turned over to her......

"Buzzβ€”" A rapid vibration suddenly came from her.

Bo Jin Yan was slightly stunned, Jian Yao had suddenly moved back, lowered her head and reached out to touch the mobile phone in her pocket.

The silence was broken like this, and the ambiguous and fiery atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

Bo Jinyan sat in place, staring at her without saying a word.

Jian Yao's heartbeat was completely fast. It was so short just now, but it seemed like a century had passed for her. She didn't even know that the atmosphere just now was just her illusion, and Bo Jinyan still didn't feel it at all? Or did he feel the ...... between each other? Undercurrent?

So as soon as the phone rang, she almost reflexively backed away.

Both relieved and a little lost. But more often than not, there is still disordered breathing and heartbeat.

She pretended to be calm, lowered her voice, and picked up her phone: "Hello? ”

Li Xunran's familiar voice came through the phone: "I'm in City B." ”

Jian Yao was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Wait a minute." He turned to Bo Jinyan and said, "I'll go out and answer a phone call." ”

The light in the theater dimmed, and Bo Jinyan's face was also hidden in it, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Hmm." He whispered.

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Jian Yao's feet were not completely well, and she slowly walked out of the theater, standing in the empty corridor, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Xunran on the other end of the phone was keenly aware: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." She smiled and replied, "You just said about City B?" ”

Li Xunran laughed in a low voice: "Well, I just got off the plane." ”

Since the last time Jian Yao called Li Xunran, she hadn't contacted him for a long time. Later, she asked her mother and learned that Li Xunran was working on a big case recently and cut off contact with the outside world.

It wasn't until more than half a month later that Li Xunran called her, and she didn't say anything, she seemed to be very busy and tired. At that time, Jian Yao had just taken a temporary post with Bo Jinyan to the Municipal Police Station and began to be busy with copywriting, so she didn't have much contact.

I didn't expect him to suddenly arrive today.

"Just stay for a few days and come to a training session with the Ministry of Public Security." He said leisurely, "Tomorrow and Sunday, I will be empty all day, and I will free up your time." ”

Jian Yao smiled: "It's too domineering, right?" ”

"You just knew I was domineering?" He said, "I borrowed a friend's car and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." ”

"Okay."

The two chatted about the recent situation for a while, and when they heard that Jian Yao had begun to formally investigate the case, Li Xunran praised her for a while: "It is worthy of the person I brought out." ”

After hanging up the phone, almost half an hour has passed.

The corners of Jian Yao's mouth were still smiling, and as soon as she turned around, she saw a familiar and beautiful figure, standing in the corridor not far from her.

It's Bo Jinyan. He didn't know when he came out, and he was cloaking his hands, looking out the window at the night with a faint expression.

Jian Yao walked over with a calm expression: "I'm sorry, Li Xunran's phone has not been contacted for a long time, so I chatted for a while." ”

Bo Jinyan accompanied her to watch a movie, but she was cooking porridge on the phone outside, of course, a little rude.

He glanced at her with dark eyes: "It's okay, I've only been left to dry for half an hour." ”

Jian Yao was angry and funny: "I'm sorry, let's go in." ”

Bo Jinyan hooked his lips slightly and held her hand: "Don't look at it, go back." ”

Jian Yao was puzzled: "Why don't you finish reading it?" Hasn't the Earth already fallen? "The intense plot of the war that he wants to see has arrived.

Bo Jinyan replied lightly: "Because I am thinking about an extremely important matter." ”

Jian Yao was stunned.

Seeing his such a calm and indifferent expression and thoughtful eyes, could it be related to "him"?

She asked softly, "What's the matter?" What do I need to do? ”

Bo Jinyan suddenly paused, stood still, and stared at her with clear eyes. Up and down, he has the usual arrogant temperament.

"I'll let you know soon."

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When she returned to the downstairs of the apartment, Jian Yao proposed to go back to her house to sleep. She thought that Li Xunran would come over early in the morning, and it was certainly not good to live in Bo Jinyan's house.

Most of her foot injuries were healed, and Bo Jinyan didn't insist anymore.

Jian Yao also asked him, do you want to accompany Li Xunran to visit City B tomorrow?

Bo Jinyan seemed to be still thinking about his "extremely important" matter, and replied a little impatiently: "Why should I accompany him to visit Market B?" ”

Jian Yao had expected this result, so she didn't mention it anymore.

When the night was deeper, Jian Yao was lying on the bed, thinking of what had happened tonight, her heart was unstable, and she only sighed secretly.

She felt that Bo Jinyan mostly didn't feel anything. At that moment, maybe he was just wondering - because he didn't know what she was going to do?

I kissed my lips last time, and he said leisurely: I won't tell your boyfriend in the future.

How can you expect him to feel now?

Forget it, I'm happy now.

It's just that......

She pulled out his picture of him lying in a pool of blood from the drawer, staring at his pale, quiet face, her heart feeling soft.

Bo Jinyan, when will I be able to go to your heart?

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This night, although Bo Jinyan rarely had a heart, it was a happy thing for him, so not long after lying in bed, he fell asleep peacefully.

And then there was a dream. A litany of dreams.

The first thing I dreamed of was when I was young, my mother held him and sat by the river fishing. The mother's face was no longer clear, but I only remembered that her contours were soft and her voice was gentle.

Then, in a trance, it was after he returned home. That was the first time he had seen Jian Yao.

She held a fishing rod and sat by the river, with a slender posture and a delicate and gentle face.

He loves fish, but he has no patience for fishing. In the past, every time my mother went fishing, he ran away and walked all over the mountains. When I returned, my mother's basket was full.

Now there is no mother, and it is the same - he sticks the rod at the water's edge, and the man is gone.

But this time, she picked up his fishing rods, one after another, leisurely and leisurely fished for him, and stuffed them into his fishing baskets.

……

Then, it came to the tonight that just happened.

He and Jian Yao returned to the cinema. However, in the dream, there is only the battle of Battlestar on the screen, and there is no boring emotional drama.

And she leaned into his arms, looking up at him.

He smiled and took her phone out of her trouser pocket and threw it away. Then he bowed his head and kissed her.

Her lips were as soft as she had imagined, and a little bit of fragrance lingered in front of his lips and teeth. And he held her face in both hands, and kept kissing softly, kissing, and kissing......

……

The chaotic dream disappeared from my mind in an instant.

Bo Jin Yan opened his eyes and woke up.

He turned on the bedside lamp and sat up. The first thing I saw was the man in the opposite mirror, and there was still a dream smile on his lips.

He got up and got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water, but the smile on his lips deepened.

The dream just now was almost real, except for the last kiss, which was interrupted today.

Sigmund Freud said that the human brain has the function of processing abstractions for dreams. Therefore, dreams are generally different from reality, or even far from reality.

But if the dream is very close to real life, there are only two possibilities:

1. Recently, I have been mentally and physically exhausted, which has caused the brain's ability to process dreams to deteriorate.

Bo Jinyan smiled slightly-this is simply impossible for him, the case has been too simple recently, and his energy is very excessive.

Then there is only the second possibility-

There was a certain intensity* that had been suppressed in his heart for too long, and it was completely opened.

The author has something to say: Yesterday Lao Mo did something stupid, and he was excited, so he went to brew 3 cups of coffee and two pots of strong tea, and he was ambitious to code 2 chapters all night, and he was very confident that he could code at least one chapter in the morning. As a result, I entered a very depressed state: my brain was not clear and I couldn't get out, but I couldn't sleep, and I didn't sleep until 8 o'clock this morning, vomiting blood...... I said that I was going to update it this morning, but it didn't come true.,I'm sorry for breaking my trust to everyone! Fortunately, I was in a good state in the afternoon, and I got 5500 yards, Ang, let's whip me. I will try my best to avoid such things in the future.