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As soon as I lifted my lips, I almost didn't show any real emotions to him like an actor, and said with a smile: "I'll buy it in a while, and I'll make it for you in the evening." ”

He hung his head, his hair fluttered, and he hooked his lower lip at me.

In the afternoon, he and my dad played a few games of chess, and I sat on the side, not understanding what each chess piece meant, and my mind was full of my own emotional chessboard.

"General."

A soft voice pulled my mind back to reality.

In this game, my dad lost again.

"Lao Cheng, you have to practice again to play chess with me." Shang Lin hung his head, removed the chess pieces from the chessboard one by one, and rearranged the board.

My dad took a cigarette and said with emotion in his eyes: "It doesn't matter if you lose in chess, it's good to win a few more times in life." ”

Shang Lin raised his eyelids slightly, and his slender hand was holding a most inconspicuous pawn, as if frozen in the air.

My heart was even more sour, and Shang Lin's reaction at this time was probably because he felt the sadness in Cheng Lixin's short words.

Outsiders only saw Cheng Lixin as a small leader, and felt that he had held real power, and when he was young, he came over in the rain of bullets, and felt that his life was wonderful and worthwhile. But the insider refused to see Cheng Lixin's age when he stepped into the loess with half a leg, but he didn't have a companion who knew the cold and asked for warmth, and he still raised other people's children, thinking that he was not happy even if he was once beautiful......

My dad asked about last night, I was vague, and Shang Lin didn't break it, so Lao Cheng didn't ask more, only sent me a sentence: "Pay attention to yourself in the future." ”

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Shang Lin and I left and went straight to the vegetable market to buy a fish. When I got back to the villa, I tied up my bib and worked in the kitchen for a while, bringing out a decent plate of bean curd fish.

Although in the end, Shang Lin said: "It's not as delicious as Lao Cheng's cooking." As the end of the meal, the empty plate and the slight swing of his mouth still made me feel happy.

Later he washed the dishes and I watched TV cross-legged on the couch.

The phone dripped, and an unfamiliar text message quietly lay in my mobile phone mailbox: Little girl, the money has been collected, how do you think about it?

It's already fairly obvious who sent the text message.

My heart beat faster for a moment, because I didn't think Zhao Fei was a soft man, and what he said was likely to come true. But if my love ends immediately with the threat of others, then how can I be worthy of my efforts during this time?

You know, I'm not really a woman who likes to give.

After thinking for a long time, I typed a line on the keyboard: Brother, give me a month, and I will leave in a month, as you like. Congratulations, your threat worked, but please give me some time. I just want to last stay with him for another month.

After pressing the send button, I waited for Zhao Fei's reply with apprehension.

God knows, I'll reply like this, on the one hand, because I don't want anything to happen to my dad, and on the other hand, I want to buy more time for Shang Lin.

Even Jiang Ciyun said that Shang Lin was very terrifying once he calculated, but he had just been on the same front with Sun Tingjun now, and his relationship with Chen Qiang was not completely solid. In a month's time, I believe that Shang Lin's situation will not be as bad as it is now.

At that point, I can leave with confidence and boldness.

With a tick, the text message came in again.

But Zhao Fei did not agree to my request.

I continued to try to convince him, hard and soft.

In the end, Zhao Fei replied to me almost like a reward: Okay, for the sake of you, you are also my bastard father's seed, I will give you a month. Remember, you can't do it for an hour.

I stared at the screen, and my duckweed-like heart finally settled down.

I deleted all the text messages and my eyes fell back on the screen, but I had no idea what was going on on the TV at this point.

He washed the dishes and came out, and sat down next to me for the first time, his long legs folded naturally, and a long silence hung between us.

He finally chose to ask me about what happened last night.

"Last night, the surveillance captured the car, and you were taken into a car, and it was the people who had a holiday with me. Later, Huo Youshen came, and you were taken to see Zhao Fei. What happened in between? Who of these two groups of people bullied you? With a snap, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, the gray ash crumbling.

As the daughter of a public security officer, I know very well the process of monitoring each road section.

Besides, I only saw Zhou Ming and Qiao Shiyi when I arrived at the place, maybe Shang Lin would think that this was just a malicious revenge incident by others after he smashed the hand bones of his companions.

With a twinkle in my eyes, my gaze locked on his face.

Between thinking about telling him or not, I opted for an automatic block of those two people.

The reason is quite simple, because in general there are no substantial losses. Blocking them would make the incident simpler, and I didn't bother to explain more. As for Huo Youshen's part, except for him stabbing Zhou Ming, I confessed to him everything else.

Shang Lin was a good listener, and he didn't interrupt me once in the middle of the way, until I finished saying all this and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he suddenly asked very sharply: "What about Zhao Fei?" What did he talk to you about? Don't tell me no. ”

Fang Fang's gentle eyes were full of clouds at this time, and he accentuated the last half of the sentence, interpreting it with a taste of forced persecution.

I laughed, stretched out my right hand, and a few fingers gently stroked his cheek, the movement was very light, and there was a lot of flirtatious feeling.

I said loudly, "Just said some, don't worry, he can't get cheap from me." ”

Because I knew that he was a master of voyeurism, I forced my expression to be natural, and I didn't want to show the slightest flaw.

He was an extremely intelligent man, and even though I said it quite naturally, there were a few wrinkles on his eyebrows.

"Don't coax me."

I removed my hand from his skin, gave him a roll of my eyes arrogantly, and said, "The premise of lying is generally good for yourself, why am I lying to you?" Sister is eating too much? ”

His eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and he asked again, "Why did you think of going to Lao Cheng's place for dinner today?" Zhao Fei's threats to you, is it related to Lao Cheng? ”

I felt my heart pounding out of my chest, but I didn't want to provoke him with the slightest hesitation, so I squeezed out a 'cut' between my teeth, then turned my gaze back to his face and said, "What are you kidding?" Who is my dad? If he could have been threatened, would he have survived to this day? Not a single truck or bus of prisoners he has ever arrested. Isn't that a daily fear of retaliation? Do you see that he is old and strong, and now he is not alive and well? ”

When I said this, even I admired myself, and if my dad had the foresight to send me to an acting department or something when he dropped out of school a few years ago, maybe I would have become popular by now.

But he still stared at me suspiciously for a while, but the frown finally eased inch by inch, and was replaced by a provocative smile.

A big hand slapped the back of my head a few times, and he said in a deep voice, "It's okay." But I'm afraid I'll really have you on my belt in the future. ”

The nervous questioning was finally relieved, so I leaned my head and shook it on his waist, and said shyly: "You tie it, you tie it quickly!" ”

He grabbed me by the neck and lifted it up, and said a little embarrassedly, "Where the are you going in broad daylight?" ”

I giggled, laughing and kicking my legs, pretending how happy I was.

When night falls, the moonlight is peaceful and hazy outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Sun Ting came uninvited, and he rushed over with gauze wrapped around his head.

"Why don't you stay in the hospital, what are you doing here?" Shang Lin raised his finger and pointed to Sun Tingjun's hospital gown.

Sun Tingjun sat in the corner of the sofa and said angrily: "I can't stay in this hellish place in the hospital, that idiot is always dangling in front of me, and I want to throw her out of the stairs." Every day, I just asked when I was going to get the certificate with her! Fuck me! Sun Tingjun was speechless for a moment, and then gritted his back molars and asked me: "Cheng Yishu, I know she is your friend." But this woman's brain is really sick, I am so bad to him, what is he still clinging to me? If I were a woman, I would never marry such a bastard to her! ”

"Where's she?" I raised my eyebrows.

Sun Tingjun also glanced at me: "I asked her to run errands and buy things for me, and I took the opportunity to sneak out, and I will let someone go through the discharge procedures for me tomorrow." Otherwise, she will always annoy me, maybe I will have a small lesion and a big illness! ”

"What, you want to go back?" Now I really hope that he will regret it, but at the same time, I also feel that even if Sun Ting repents, Shen Fang's goal will not change.

It's a horrible thing.

But Sun Tingjun's later answer not only shocked me, but even Shang Lin revealed an unexpected expression.

Sun Tingjun said sullenly: "Actually, Shen Fang is quite pitiful. Sometimes I think about her pregnancy, go to the hospital for a check-up alone, go for surgery, Lao Tzu ......" sighed sullenly, he raised his eyelids and said, "Knot, go get the certificate tomorrow." ”

Later, I went upstairs early, leaving only two men in the living room to talk for a while.

Later, Shang Lin went upstairs, and the basic details had been negotiated with Sun Tingjun, and within a week, Sun Hui would take over a gram company, and he himself would be responsible for contributing money, and Sun Tingjun would be responsible for building momentum. A month later, they will lock on the first target, who is also a little less powerful in comparison.

One month?

I have mixed feelings.

Where will I be in a month?

It may be the herds of cattle and sheep and grasslands in the pastures of New Zealand, or the fact that I am wearing a mountaineering suit at the foot of the magnificent Mount Everest and comparing myself with Cheng Lixin, whether it is the police officers with excellent physical fitness who have been able to climb higher or my youth that will have a greater advantage.

I'm not sure about those.

I wanted to stay by his side for a month, which was the benefit I had for myself, but even this month, fate didn't make me feel better.

Because the next day, Qiao Shiyi had an accident.