The first rays of sunlight in the early morning fall in the small courtyard, rejuvenating itself.

In the kitchen, an old woman was preparing breakfast.

She's frying sugar and oil.

The sweet smell of oil and sugar fills the air.

The door creaked open, and the old woman glanced through the window.

A tall girl stepped out of it.

She wore a black casual coat with a white short down jacket, the simplest color matching, which became the cleanest and brightest scenery this morning.

Qingzhou is in winter, the temperature can reach below zero in the morning, dripping into ice, there is a thin cold mist floating in the air, and a ray of sunlight penetrates the cold fog and falls on the girl's face.

Like a divine light sprinkled from the sky, the girl is gently wrapped.

"Yikes."

The boiling oil splashed on the back of her hand, and the old woman noticed the pain and couldn't help but scream.

The girl walked over in three or two steps, "Aunt Qing, are you okay?"

The old woman immediately shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay, Miss Shen, wait a minute, breakfast will be ready soon."

The girl smiled softly, "I'll help you."

"No, Miss Shen, the kitchen is not the place for you."

The girl in front of her looked like a young lady with ten fingers that didn't touch the spring water, and she didn't fit in with the kitchen.

Xiang Shenyu yawned and walked out of the room: "Morning."

Shen Youan turned around: "Good morning."

The two of them "talked by candlelight" last night, most of the time it was Xiang Shenyu who was talking, and Shen Youan was listening.

She still remembered the girl's always quiet and beautiful face no matter what she heard under the lamp.

At this moment, looking at the girl standing under the morning light, her eyebrows and eyes were the same, and she suddenly had an illusion as if she was dreaming.

At the breakfast table, Xiang Shenyu pulled her mobile phone, usually she watches some current political news at this time, but today she watches entertainment news.

She knew that Shen You'an had a hot search on the biggest portal last night, a genius piano girl, and she was in a mess.

Xiang Shenyu's brows suddenly furrowed: "What's the matter?"

She thought it was a problem with the mobile phone network, but later found out that she was naïve.

"An An, you were banned from the Internet."

Xiang Shenyu frowned, his face serious.

"I know."

Shen Youan took a sip of porridge.

Xiang Shenyu glanced at her: "What you did last night was too risky, what if the other party's dog jumps off the wall in a hurry?"

"She would, but she won't, because she doesn't want me to die too cheaply."

Xiang Shenyu looked at her relaxed, but her heart sank to the bottom.

"Aren't you putting yourself in danger by doing this? That's the Yu family."

Shen Youan didn't let her scare the snake, why didn't she startle the snake like this.

Shen Youan raised his eyebrows, "Officer Xiang......."

Xiang Shenyu sank his face.

Shen Youan coughed lightly: "Aunt Shenyu."

Xiang Shenyu eased his face at this time.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger."

Xiang Shenyu looked at her seriously.

The little girl in front of her, who looked fragile, was stronger than she imagined.

But in any case, fighting a behemoth with the strength of one person is tantamount to shaking a tree.

"I'm standing by your side at all times."

Shen Youan smiled, "Thank you, Aunt Shenyu."

At this time, Xiang Shenyu received a phone call, which was from the team, and there was an important clue in the case she was tracking in the latest case.

Hanging up the phone, Xiang Shenyu got up and said, "An An, I'll go back to the team, call me if there's something."

After the words fell, he strode away without looking back.

This is the daily life of a criminal policeman, and it is very rare to have a normal breakfast.

Shen Youan finished breakfast, said goodbye to Aunt Qing, and walked out of the house.

A black van drove by, and after a few seconds, it backed back.

The windows were half-lowered, revealing the man's elegant face; "Shen, such a coincidence."

Shen Youan smiled: "Mr. Ren."

Ren Wenze glanced at the house behind her and raised his eyebrows: "Where is Shen going, I'll give you a ride."

Shen Youan shook his phone: "Thank you Mr. Ren for your kindness, I called a car."

The man nodded and instructed the driver to drive.

Shen Youan walked to the mouth of the alley, and a black car was parked at the mouth of the alley.

Shen Youan opened the back seat door and sat in.

There was a computer next to it, and Shen Youan picked it up and put it on his lap.

"Miss." The driver looked in the rearview mirror and looked respectful.

~

"Strange, really strange."

Dr. Yan looked at the latest test results and was puzzled.

The surgical plan has been made and the final examination is ready to be done before the operation, and the results of the examination are shocking.

The results showed that Yoo Yun-hee's wound was healing and no longer met the surgical indicators.

It's only been one night.

Dr. Yan pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, he had been in orthopedics for so long, and it was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre thing.

Could it be that Yoo Yun-hee's physique is different from ordinary people?

It is not impossible that there is a group of people who will have certain "evolutionary" traits due to various reasons such as genetic mutations, and their physique is more special than ordinary people.

But no matter how "evolution" is, it can't escape the scope of biomedicine, and Yoo Yun-hee's situation is clearly beyond the norm.

Usually he also likes to watch some science fiction movies with his eldest grandson, is he a mutant? Superpowers are super healing or repairing powers?.

Dr. Yan thinks that he has not slept well in writing the surgical plan and is hallucinating?

In the end, he had to confirm that Yoo Yun-hee's wound was indeed healing, which did not meet the indications for surgery, and according to the results of the examination, there would be no problems with the prognosis, and he could run and jump.

Yoo Yun-hee noticed that Dr. Yan's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him, and he asked suspiciously, "Dr. Yan, is there anything wrong?"

Dr. Yan wanted to arrest him and study it to see what secrets were in this kid's body.

However, thinking of the two black-clothed bodyguards at the door of the pestle, I still extinguished this thought.

Maybe it was misdiagnosed yesterday.

He could only convince himself with this one reason.

"Your leg is recovering well, you don't need surgery for the time being, and you will wait for a few days."

Yoo Yun-hee lowered his eyes.

"Thank you, doctor."

Dr. Yan gave a few words of advice, and left with the team of people.

The room was quiet again.

Yoo Yun-hee looked at his left leg.

Facing Shen You'an last night, he lost his temper.

He only remembered that he had exposed his ugliest and gloomiest side to her.

And then what happened later, he can't remember very well.

From the beginning of the injury, the pain in the wound has never stopped, but in that dream, the wounded area was like being wrapped in warm spring water, and it was very comfortable.

Although it still hurts now, it has been much lesser than yesterday.

Although he does not understand medicine, he is by no means a fool.

A torn ligament doesn't get better overnight.

He remembered the embrace.

and the gentle whispers that fall in the ears in dreams.

Is it a dream?

~

Chunju TV Studio 1.

At this moment, there is an intense rehearsal going on on the stage.

"Young Idol", which has accompanied the audience for three months, will come to an end tonight, and the group list will also be born tonight.

A hundred contestants gathered on the stage to bring the show to a perfect end.

As the most popular player, Rong Xianning is also a popular figure in the C debut, the square outside the TV station

At the moment, it is full of fan groups that have come to support spontaneously, and it is especially spectacular.

The program started at seven o'clock, and Chunzhou TV and online platforms broadcast the whole process.

The program team has excellent experience in doing this kind of large-scale event, but this time Director Li was more nervous than any time.

Even the director came to inspect it.

It is rumored that there will be big people coming to watch the game tonight, and the director attaches so much importance to it, it is conceivable that the future must be very big, and everyone does not dare to slack off, and strives for excellence in all aspects.

Rong Xianning finished a round of rehearsals and returned to the backstage.

The opening dance was a chorus of hundreds of contestants, and he had a solo hip-hop dance show as a C position, and after several rounds of rehearsals, a lot of sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

He found his bag, took out a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then picked up the water glass, opened it to drink, and put it back in thought of something.

Xu Si, who walked in later, narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene.

Rong Xianning took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat and took a look.

Click on a chat box, and the last message was four days ago.

Rong Xianning pursed her lips and glanced at the time, it was now half past four in the afternoon, and the audience was about to enter the venue from five o'clock.

He clicked on the keyboard to type - are you here?

After a moment's hesitation, he finally sent the message.

There was no reply.

The light in Rong Xianning's eyes dimmed little by little.

"Xiao Rong."

A shadow fell overhead.

Rong Xianning looked up.

It's Fang Hui.

Fang Hui was wearing a smart professional outfit and carrying Zi Ruixuan's packing belt in her hand.

"I'm coming to see you on behalf of Mr. Ding, she knows that you love fish, so she specially asked me to go to Zi Rui Xuan to order his signature vinegar fish, or Mr. Ding is the best for you."

Fang Hui opened the box, four dishes and one soup, all of which were Zirui Xuan's signature dishes.

She handed a pair of chopsticks to Rong Xianning.

Rong Xianning's face was cold: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to live up to Mr. Ding's kindness, Director Li explained in advance, in order to be on camera, we want to strictly control our diet."

Fang Huipi smiled and didn't smile: "Director Li, this is too strict, you are all children, it is the time to grow your body, how can you do it without eating, you are already thin, and if you control your diet, you will be thin like a piece of paper."

No matter what she said, Rong Xianning just didn't take the chopsticks.

Fang Hui put the chopsticks back and sighed, "Xiao Rong, why are you still so stubborn, if you mix in the circle in the future, you will suffer."

She looked at the young man's face, no wonder Mr. Ding was careful of the flesh, this young man's face was simply superb.

Painted stage makeup, the slightly picked eyeliner looks cold and charming, the partial juvenile temperament is clean and soft, two diametrically opposed things are mixed together, when those eyes look at it, there is a naïve and cruel feeling, as if they have not been educated, so they don't understand the difference between good and evil.

makes people want to cut a heart to him.

Fang Hui was stunned.

The mobile phone in his hand suddenly rang, and the boy couldn't wait to bow his head.

I don't know what I saw, and the corners of the boy's mouth hooked up a gentle arc.

- The plane has just landed.

Rong Xianning's heart was beating fast.

Here she comes.

He typed quickly - when he got to the TV station and told me, I'll send you the ticket.

The other party replied quickly - no need to bother, I have a ticket.

Then another message came - prepare for the game, don't be distracted, I'll cheer you on in the audience.

The young man curled the corners of his lips and stared at a few words, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"Xiaorong, who are you chatting with, smiling so happily?" Fang Hui asked tentatively.

This kid usually closes himself very strictly, and he has never seen who he has ever approached, and he smiled so gently at the mobile phone just now, there must be something wrong.

Fang Hui narrowed her eyes, "You're not going to fall in love, are you?"

The smile on the young man's face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the little face was cold.

Fang Hui immediately changed her preachy tone: "How old are you, if you don't want to affect your career, put away those messy thoughts for me as soon as possible, otherwise if it spreads, you won't think about fire in your life."

"Mr. Fang is too worried."

"I hope I'm too worried, but I want to give you a preventive shot in advance, you are a minor, you must know your age, what to do and what not to do, otherwise the company can praise you and destroy you."

The boy's eyes lit up with mockery.

"Mr. Ding has great powers, what can't he do."

"Rong Xianning."

Fang Hui stood up suddenly.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her breath.

Every time I talk to this kid, I have to reduce my life expectancy by a few days.

Looking at the gentle and beautiful boy, he is actually covered in thorns.

Let's wait until the show is over to settle accounts with him.

"Tonight's performance gave me a good performance, Mr. Ding is watching from the audience, and the investors invited by Mr. Ding are also there, it is related to the next round of financing, don't embarrass the company."

Rong Xianning was disobedient, and Ding always wanted to teach him a lesson and kill his sharpness.

As a result, a foreign investor is optimistic about the company's project, and for the sake of the company, he still has to do his best to support this kid.

Who made Rong Xianning indeed the most popular contestant in this show, Ge Qi is completely incomparable with him in terms of strength and appearance.

Rong Xianning lowered her face coldly: "Thank you Mr. Fang for reminding me, I will do my best."

"It's good to know."

~

Chunju Airport.

Qi Baotan picked up Shen You'an and excitedly rushed over to hug her.

"An'an."

Shen Youan patted her on the back: "But I haven't seen you for a few days, you just miss me like this."

"I don't see you for a day, like every other autumn."

Zhao Heng personally opened the car door, looking like a dog's leg.

"Please, Boss."

The two got into the car, and Qi Baotan couldn't wait to say, "An An, is the genius piano girl who rushed to the hot search last night you? Ah, An'an, I love you so much."

She watched that video more than a dozen times, but she couldn't get enough of it.

In An An, it is not an exaggeration to say that no miracle has happened, and she herself is the biggest miracle.

"But I don't know why, I can't find it when I search again in the morning, and I don't know if it's a platform bug."

Zhao Heng coughed and glanced at the rearview mirror: "Boss, it's too late, you guys sit down."

The words landed on the accelerator, and the car flew out like an arrow off the string.

Qi Baotan subconsciously hugged Shen You'an: "Mr. Zhao, you drive slowly, it's too scary."

Zhao Heng did it on purpose, otherwise Qi Baotan would not open any pot.

The boss was blocked by the whole network, how could he not know, if he wanted to find out which turtle grandson did it, Lao Tzu couldn't spare him.