Deng Qichuan returned home, came to his daughter's room, and looked at her sleeping with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You'd love to have a mom," he whispered.

A kiss fell on her forehead. The immature little face seems to be a miniature version of her.

He drove to the cemetery and brought two bottles of red wine and some peanuts.

She loves peanuts the most, and she says peanuts have a very nice name.

He came to her tombstone, looked at the smiling face, and laughed along.

She said that her posthumous photo would be in color, so he did it.

He still remembers her saying

"When I'm dead, you don't have to cry when you come to my grave, then I'll think my man is a sissy!"

"You're not going to die," he always hugged her and buried his head in her neck socket.

"Man is born dead." She always laughed back.

He couldn't imagine life without her before, as if she was already a part of him.

He pulled out the red wine and laid out the peanuts.

"I'm here with your favorite red wine and peanuts."

He took some of the wine and drank it from the bottle, then poured the rest on the floor.

Slowly he saw her in a daze, the girl who always liked to call him brother, just standing in front of him and looking at him with a smile.

"It's been three years, and you haven't changed at all." Deng Qichuan sat on the ground, he had never drunk for work, but every time he returned to her grave, he would get drunk and rest, because then he could see her.

He talked a lot, his heart grew, his work, his trivialities, his troubles.

He said, "I want a mom in my heart." ”

She still didn't speak, and looked at him with a smile.

He hid his face and wept until he had no strength, until he fell asleep.

He dreamed of many things before him,

He was still a sniper that year and saved her in one operation.

After that, she began to stalk him and moved across the street from his house.

At first he politely refused, but later he found out more and more that the girl was still very cute.

She would work out with him, watch detective shows with him, she didn't mind that he was a workaholic, and she was even interested in his favorite anti-reconnaissance.

When his elm head finally opened up and was ready to confess to her, she was missing.

He searched for her all over the world, and he only knew that her name was Zhao Xiaoyu and she was an author.

He found that he knew very little about her.

A year later, when he was about to despair, one day when he came home from work, she suddenly appeared at his door, she squatted there, looking at him helplessly. Cautiously stood up and said, "You're back." ”

He hugged her with such force that he wanted to rub her into the bones, and that night, he asked for her.

They tacitly agreed not to mention the events of that year, and lived happily every day in front of them, she was an author in his heart. And she also gave birth to his child Xinxin.

Obviously, both of them know that there are not many days left of this kind of life.

In Deng Qichuan's investigation, it was found that Zhao Xiaoyu was actually not Zhao Xiaoyu, the author Zhao Xiaoyu died two years ago, and the current Zhao Xiaoyu is likely to be a female killer.

The female killer S, who is famous on the dark web abroad, always has a peculiar style of committing crimes at night, is good at thin knives and throats, and can lead the other party to death without realizing it

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Deng Qichuan looked at Zhao Xiaoyu who was holding the baby, and thought that this guess was wrong, but he couldn't blind his eyes and not look at the s mark behind her ear, although it was small, it could be infinitely magnified in his eyes.

He's a police officer!