Chapter 136

The day the verdict came down was an ordinary weekend.

Song Yuhang taught her how to cook.

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The most urgent thing is to get married.

However, that's what happened later.

The intensity of the battle that night was evident.

It is said that when song Yan and Lin Xi grew up to four or five years old, they were naughty. They dug out a lot of mysterious toys from the deep of a drawer in the wardrobe, including handcuffs, eye masks, whips, mouth balls, feather sticks, and so on. They also took them to the kindergarten to play house games with the children. Song Lin and Song Xi rushed home and had a good mixed doubles.

"Remember to come."

Lin Yan, like the eggplant beaten by frost, yawned again and looked up lazily.

Song Yuhang beamed with joy: "let's fly to Canada first to register for marriage, and then hold a wedding in Saipan. By the way, we'll have a honeymoon. You'll also hurry to apply for a visa, and then we'll travel to the island together."

I don't know what happened to Lin Yan that night. Anyway, when Duan Chengfang Xin saw them again, it was seven days later.

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Duan Cheng: "well, I just read a lot of comics. It's called learning for application."

Song Yuhang You young people have so much variety. "

Duan Cheng frowned and winked: "I don't know if I can have a try."

Hearing this, song Yuhang blushed and said, "is that ok?"

Duan Cheng looked around and saw that Lin Yan was not there. Then he hooked his finger to her and motioned her to come.

Song Yuhang draws the card back: "what do you mean?"

Song Yuhang and Duan Cheng fell behind because of paying the bill. He patted her on the shoulder: "team song, don't blame me for not telling you that you have to take a surprise when dealing with a woman like sister Lin."

After dinner, the party went back.

Duan Cheng took the pre meal bread she threw over and chewed it happily. He did not forget to feed his girlfriend a spoonful of salad.

"Western food can't stop you!"

Without waiting for Lin Yan to start, song Yuhang has already rushed over.

I have to.

Duan Cheng goes on: "if you want me to say, song team is too hard. You don't know. During your absence, she suffered a lot every day, washed her face with tears, and went to the detention house..."

Lin Yan tried to sew his mouth with a needle and thread.

Duan Cheng takes his girlfriend's hand and shakes it. The platinum ring nearly blinds Song Lin's eyes.

"Fang Xin and I have already met our parents. Dangdang, Dangdang, we have all worn engagement rings."

"Although homosexual marriage is not recognized in China, it also gives each other a sense of ceremony."

"Look, sister Lin, you and song team have survived so many times. It's natural for them not to get married again."

At the end of the story, Fang Xin and Duan Cheng joined the force of marriage urging, and finally four people got together to play. They all got married, especially Duan Cheng, who held Fang Xin's shoulder and said that they were very happy.

Lin Yan's scalp felt numb. If Xiao Wei didn't pull her away, she could have escaped.

At the end of the topic, song's mother and Ji Jingxing cast their expectant eyes on them: "now we are waiting for your good news."

Maybe it's because of the similar experience. In Ji Jingxing's most helpless days, while treating Xiaowei's illness, he had to work to earn money to support his family. Liang Shi not only gave her a lot of lists, but also helped her take care of Xiaowei. They slowly got together, and now the wedding date is almost settled.

Song Yuhang knew that Liang Shi had been secretly in love with her for many years, and he had a failed marriage. He had a son with his ex-wife, and he was already in junior high school. He didn't have much contact with her.

Four women knock melon seeds around the stove.

Later Liang Shi went to help song's mother cook, drove the old man out of the kitchen, tied his apron and fried.That's too fast.

Two people looked at each other and their eyes Rose at the same time:

"Hello, my name is Liang Shi. When I worked in a law firm, I worked with Jingxing."

The man is a few years older than Ji Jingxing. He looks very honest. He stands by with a snowboard and smiles at them.

"Mom, uncle Liang accompanied me to play in the snow downstairs for a while before I came up. He also bought me skis and said that he would take us to ski in the ski resort at the weekend."

Xiaowei takes off his hand, carries his schoolbag, and pours into his mother's arms with snow particles on his body.

Song's mother also poked her head out of the kitchen: "Xiao Liang, here it is. Sit down, sit down!"

Song Linqi turns his head. He has the key of Ji Jing expert!

The three of them are talking in the living room. The door is opened and a middle-aged man pulls Xiaowei to stand at the door.

Ji Jingxing's face is full of spring light: "who said I'm not married, I'm fast, and now I'm missing you."

Lin Yan clenched his teeth and insisted: "you haven't got a second marriage. What's the right to say me?"

At the end of the day, Ji Jingxing joined the wedding urging army, and a little Wei was added. Song Lin was defeated because of his just combat effectiveness.

Lin Yan didn't even have the heart to go to the toilet.

For a moment, the female silent female tears.

It's the ultimate kill.

I have to.

"I don't care. I don't have many years to live. I want to see you get married and have a good life in my lifetime."

"Mom, that's not really my reason..."

Song Yuhang's face was full of cattle, so he was sent to kneel down.

Song's mother's spittle was almost on her face.

"I asked. Every time I wait, you don't think about it. Is there something wrong with me that makes people angry? Otherwise, why haven't I married you for so long?"

"When are you going to get married?" Song Yuhang cried: "Mom, you have to ask me

More than once, Lin Yan got up in the middle of the night and saw song Yuhang sitting upright in the living room listening to his mother's instruction.

Song's mother saw that Lin Yan couldn't make sense. She was not so polite to her children. She should fight and scold them.

Song Yuhang is even worse. Lin Yan has long made up her mind not to marry him. She has proposed to him more than once or twice, and she has never let go.

Lin Yan not only has to bear the physical attack of the old man every time he comes to feed the pig, but also the magic attack brought by her resentful eyes. She can't resist and refute. She is sitting there on pins and needles, walking on thin ice and feeling sad.

Seeing that both of them are very old, especially song Yuhang, who didn't tell Lin Yan about the injury, makes them think big. Although they are stable now, they always think more when they are old. She just wants to see the day when she puts on her wedding dress.

That's song Yuhang's marriage.

There is only one big thing hanging in the heart of song's mother.

Dingye has been executed, Zhao Junfeng has also died, the rest of the people have also been punished, all dust settled.

* *

the staff member was startled and couldn't understand when he looked at her back: "are you crazy..."

No matter how much money song zhentou had to take care of her children, I had no money

"What?"

Her voice was so low that the staff couldn't hear her clearly.

Song Yuhang: I'm not... "

The staff of the sanatorium complained: "the old lady is at home alone, but she can't stay. She runs out every day and picks up garbage. The community has no choice but to send us here. What's the matter with you children..."

When she rushed to the provincial capital, her teacher's mother didn't know her any more. She took other elders and said, "Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, I'll make dumplings for you.".

One Friday, as she was preparing to leave, she received a call from the community: senile dementia, hospitalized.

After Zhao Junfeng died of illness, song Yuhang went to see his teacher's mother once a week.

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Lin Yan hugged her from behind, put his head on her shoulder and tightened his arm.

When she got home, she unscrewed the coke bottle, took the first sip, and tears welled up.

Song Yuhang: "I want to drink coke."

Lin Yan looked over there: "what's the matter?"

There was a van parked to unload the goods, and the workers were busy getting in and out with boxes of drinks.

On the way back to Jiangcheng, Lin Yan drove. Waiting for the gap between the traffic lights, song Yuhang has been looking at the street store.

"Lao Zhao Lao Zhao Go home Home... "

The old man bent his back, his hair was all white, and he was not in the mood to take care of himself because of days of hard work. She was wearing a dirty old cotton padded jacket and cotton padded shoes with bare heels, and she was walking out.Lin Yan nodded: "let's go, let's drive." After taking care of Zhao Junfeng's affairs, song Yuhang takes back his ashes box from the funeral home. As soon as she walks out of the door, the old man waiting next to her rushes over and snatches the box from her hand.

He said nothing, but his eyes were red.

She looked back at her lover's worried eyes and forced a smile: "I'm ok..."

"Yuhang!"

The receiver in Song Yuhang's hand slipped down, and Lin Yan held her steady.

The day after she returned to Jiangcheng, she received a call from the prison. He suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and died on the way to hospital.

What she didn't expect was that Zhao Junfeng said don't come again. It was really farewell.

Song Yuhang took off all his strength and sat on the chair, covering his eyes with his hands, his shoulders shaking slightly.

The iron door closed again in front of her eyes.

Zhao Junfeng step meal, did not say anything, wearing handcuffs, let the prison guard to help him go far.

Song Yuhang looked at his back and yelled: "I fight with the dark, just because I'm wearing a police uniform, carrying the national emblem on the brim of my hat, and carrying justice on my shoulders. If I'm with the dark, it's not different from criminals!"

Zhao Junfeng trembled all over, trembled his lips, and slowly turned his head: "you won't understand If you don't understand Go back Go back Don't come again... "

"That's why you and Dingye are in collusion?" Song Yuhang's eyes were red and he growled with his teeth.

The old man shook his head in dismay: "if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger's son. If you want to fight with the darkness, you must go deep into the darkness."

"Why Why on earth is that? "

When he called out his name, song Yuhang could not help but put his head against the glass and clenched his fist.

His eyes were slightly disappointed, and there was a hint of expectation: "Yuhang, I can't get up, but You can

Until now, in the face of the criminal police who have been able to be independent, Zhao Junfeng can no longer say that he wants to take care of her, and can no longer raise his hand as high spirited as that year.

This is many years.

After that, she encountered a lot of setbacks and tribulations. Although she didn't go to find Zhao Junfeng, she always remembered his words. She regarded a 22-year-old adult as a student, which gave her great warmth and comfort.

Some people say that the age of 18 is a rite of passage, but song Yuhang always thinks that the year when he takes part in work is the right one.

Before waiting for her to say anything more, Zhao Junfeng quickly turned to leave, waved to her not to send, and his back disappeared in the campus.

Song Yuhang chuckled. It's thankful that she doesn't bully others.

He said: "Yuhang, come on, if you have difficulties, you can find master. Who dares to bully you in Jiangcheng City, let him come to me."

Each other's Zhao Junfeng is also smiling, bending his fingers on his temple, the action is so high spirited, natural and unrestrained.

Just like when she was 22.

Two prison guards on his left and right, the old man turned hard, at that moment, she saw a long lost smile on his face, and the decadent spirit was swept away.

It's like this moment.

Like the slow motion replay of the movie, she will always remember the appearance of Zhao Junfeng turning around slowly in the dusk.

She folded her hand into a trumpet: "take care of yourself. No matter how far I go or where I go, you are my master. I will come back to see you!"

Zhao Junfeng steps slightly.

"Goodbye, master."

Song Yuhang didn't know where this feeling came from. She just chased out of the gate of the boxing hall and stood in the sunset waving at him.

I don't know why, today's Zhao Junfeng always makes her feel elusive.

"Don't send it. Aren't you going to report tomorrow? Go back and have a rest early. "

Song Yuhang got up to see him off and helped the man up from his seat. Zhao Junfeng picked up his backpack and patted the ash on his back.

"It's getting late. I should go back."

Zhao Junfeng was silent for a long time and looked at his watch.

Song Yuhang seemed to understand, then picked up the can and took a mouthful of it: "have you experienced all this?"

He said, "there are still many invisible temptations."

"Criminal police career is not as easy as you think, you will encounter danger, also experience setbacks, and even..."

Zhao Junfeng smiles, sips coke and stops drinking it. The doctor has forbidden him to drink high sugar and high calorie drinks.

Song Yuhang put the can aside and moved his shoulders: "I've been waiting for this day."

"Work is the beginning of your career."

When it comes to going to work, Zhao Junfeng has a smile on his face, which is meaningful.

Song Yuhang muttered: "it's like you can drink it when you go to work."

"The police academy has regulations that students are not allowed to drink alcohol."

Zhao Junfeng laughed and patted her on the shoulder."Four years, you buy me this?"

At the end of the day, the young people feel a little unhappy.

"Happy graduation."

song Yuhang one, also opened a pull ring, and he touches a full cup, the bubble overflowed.

"Come on, happy graduation."

She helped the man to the edge of the challenge arena and sat down. Zhao Junfeng took two cans of coke out of his bag and handed her a bottle.

Zhao Junfeng repeatedly waved his hand: "no, no, arthritis again..."

"Master..."

At that time, he had a few wisps of white hair on his temples. His skill was not as flexible as before. She knocked him down and couldn't get up for a long time. Song Yuhang reached out to help him.

In the past four years, she has been looking forward to this day all the time. When she really beats people down, song Yuhang feels a little disappointed again, which means that she has grown up and Zhao Junfeng is getting old.

It took song Yuhang four years.

He remembers that on the day of her graduation, the two of them made an appointment for the last fight. From the beginning, she couldn't beat him, to the close match, and then to his downfall.

The sound of master awakened his long lost memory.

Zhao Junfeng is the most admired person in her whole school days, her ideal, lighthouse and guide.

Zhao Junfeng sometimes talks to her and sometimes points out her movements. She calls him from the instructor at the beginning to the teacher and finally to the master.

From that day on, when song Yuhang came back to the boxing hall every night, he would meet him most of the time.

"Thank you, instructor Zhao."

Song Yuhang looked up at him, reached for the coke, opened the can ring, drank it, and wiped the corners of his lips for a while.

"It's a good fight."

She sat on the ground, panting. The middle-aged man gave a smile and handed over a can of coke.

One hour later, I completed the whole set of action essentials, which is not only effective, but also very perceptive.

Song Yuhang sweated like rain according to his instructions.

……

"On the right, down the road, whip legs, sandbags are the enemy, don't let it near you."

"Yes, left hook."

"You're not right. Step back and wait for the sandbag to come back."

Zhao Junfeng holds the ground with one hand and turns to the challenge arena.

The unexpected answer, such a heroic moment, maybe every policeman will have it when he is young.

"There is a risk of choking to death when we eat, and there is a risk of choking to death when we drink water. Even when we sleep at home, there is a risk of sudden death. Is it because we are afraid of risks that we will not eat, drink or sleep?"

Zhao Junfeng shook his head: "no, it's dangerous."

"Why do you want to admit defeat? Isn't it good to be on the front line?"

Song Yuhang gasps and blows the sandbag out.

He stood under the stage and looked at her: "why do you have to work so hard to do logistics?"

Sometimes when Zhao Junfeng goes back to the venue to close, she can still see her punching sandbags, panting and sweating on her short hair.

Naturally, his class was very strict, and there was a certain casualty rate in actual combat training. Song Yuhang was often beaten black and blue, but after class he left a person to practice alone until late at night.

There are only a few girls in the police academy, and few of them are so dedicated to the front line.

The most important thing for young people to be calm, intelligent and progressive is to have an indomitable heart like gold.

Song Yuhang is an exception.

Zhao Junfeng steps a little meal, back straight up again. At the end of his life, the old man thought that nothing could cause waves in his heart except his lover.

"Master..." Song Yuhang's heart was tight, his eyes were red, and he cried hoarsely.

Zhao Junfeng slowly raised his feet, but still walked forward without saying a word. The prison guards had opened the iron door.

Song Yuhang has been looking at his back, waiting for an answer.

This asked him speechless, Zhao Junfeng silent for a long time, staring at his wrist bright handcuffs.

"And you, what kind of you?"

"After entering the Public Security Bureau, there are only two kinds of people, the police who have died and the police who are ready to die at any time."

She gave a little meal and raised her head slightly to prevent tears from falling down.

"Later, when I graduated to work, you came to Jiangcheng city from the provincial department to see me confer the title. You also said..."

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth: "you said that in the police academy, there are only two kinds of people, the police and the reserve police."

At that time, his high spirits were in sharp contrast to his old and decadent life, especially his prison clothes.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhao Junfeng, visiting professor of Binhai police college. In the next few days, I will be the instructor of the course" police physical fitness and police combat skills training "

At that time, he had no white hair on his temples, and his figure was not out of shape. His fingers were close to the seams of his trousers, and he raised his hand to salute.He changed into a new navy blue uniform, with a straight waist, a wide brimmed hat, and two quadrangle stars and silver olive branches on his shoulders.

Generally, this kind of bright resume is suspected of fraud. Song Yuhang, noncommittal, curled his lips and wrapped the band around his fist. As soon as he raised his head, Zhao Junfeng came in.

"Well, did you hear that? Today there will be a new instructor. It's said that he is a second-class superintendent of the provincial drug prohibition Corps. He has made numerous contributions and captured drug dealers alive in Southeast Asia. He is very powerful. "

The next day, fight class. The students changed into white Taekwondo clothes. They were crowded and whispered.

"You'll find out later."

The man stops and turns back slightly. Light and darkness cut his body.

The young man pursued a few steps: "Hey, who are you?"

Song Yuhang was stunned. He had turned away and was about to disappear at the door.

The man didn't answer her question. He just said, "this is the police academy. There are only two kinds of people, the police and the reserve police."

Song Yuhang stands firm, still some doubts: "this is a police academy, can't go in and out casually, who are you?"

Song Yuhang tried his best to hold up his arm. The man saw that her body was shaking, and his lips showed a smile. He reached out to help her.

I don't know why, his waist is straight, and he has an air of no anger, which makes people subconsciously want to obey him.

The man repeated, "get up."

She didn't see him at school.

"Who are you?"

She looked in amazement at the middle-aged man standing in front of her. He was wearing an old jacket and had a straight face.

"Get up."

Originally dark gym suddenly lights, she subconsciously raised her arm to block the glare of light, a little cold voice came.

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth, tears swirling in his eyes.

……

"As I say, don't come to compete with us for the quota. Go home and have children as soon as possible."

"What champion, made of water!"

"Get up, isn't it the provincial champion?"

What reverberates in my ears is the laughter of my classmates in the daytime.

As soon as her knees softened, she fell on her knees and slowly leaned back, lying on the ground gasping for breath.

In the evening, the students all went back to the dormitory to have a rest. She stood alone in the challenge arena to fight with sandbags, and she didn't wear a boxing ring, until she was exhausted and bleeding from her fingers.

Song Yuhang red eyes, covered the injured arm, limped away, behind the crowd burst into laughter.

Male students in the class joked: "if a woman wants to be a criminal policeman, it's better to be a civil servant and eat a bowl of rice."

In the first class, whether it was free combat, ten meter hand gun rapid fire or physical ability, they were all badly abused.

She has just been admitted to the police academy. Even though she has fighting experience in the provincial sports team, she is only a drop in the ocean in this kind of place.

Back in time, when she was eighteen.

"Do you remember what you said to me when you first met me?"

Song Yuhang clenched his fist tightly, and his phalanx turned white.

Her eyes are sharp as a sword, staring at his back, expecting a turn or answer. Zhao Junfeng gave a wry smile, raised his feet and continued to move forward.

"I will. After all, I don't eat less dumplings, but can you tell me why?"

Song Yuhang handed the old man over to the prison guard who was waiting on one side. He held him up, approached the microphone and said in a deep voice.

Now, what right does he have to ask her to do anything.

Song Yuhang does not answer, Zhao Junfeng lip floating a trace of ironic smile, shaking his head, turned to go.

He raised his eyes to see her one eye, move lips: "these things are all done by me alone, have nothing to do with her, if you have time, go to see her for me."

The old man almost fell to the ground and was supported by song Yuhang.

The visiting time is approaching, and the C.O. begins to urge.

"I know Go back, too. Don't make people laugh. "

He stepped back. In a few months, he was too old. His body was crumbling and his hands began to shake.

Zhao Junfeng thought she would ask why she came in, but he didn't mention it. He just wanted him to take good care of his body, which made his eyes red.

"I've also brought some toiletries. If it's not enough, you'll send a message."

"I took two pairs of cotton and changed them."

"And warm clothes, in them, warm."

"It's cold, your old leg. I've brought you a plaster."

The old man answered with tears in his eyes and gave him some warm and cold proof clothes. He told him everything in detail.

"Ah, OK, OK, when you come back, I'll give you a bag to eat. I know, the skin should be thin and the stuffing should be more. I only eat the thin, not the fat.""I'd like to have a bite of your dumplings, stuffed with cabbage."

Zhao Junfeng laughed, and the handcuffs on his wrist clattered as he moved.

"You have received all the clothes you asked Yuhang to bring you last time. Tell me what you need. I'll bring them to you next time."

"Go back, take good care of yourself, take the medicine on time, and review it in time."

Maybe he hasn't had a good rest in recent days. His eyes are red and his voice is hoarse.

Zhao Junfeng hobbled slowly over, fingering the window, as if to touch her gray hair.

Song Yuhang held her and patted her on the back to help her.

The old man covered his lips with tears.

Zhao Junfeng buckles his hands and pinches the tiger's mouth. Finally, he shrinks his handcuffs, hides them in his sleeves, turns around and looks at his lover through the window.

It was as if this was the cry of condemnation.

The old man also lay on the glass, looking at his back, sobbing.

As soon as the words came out, she gritted her teeth and quickly changed her words: "your sentence has come down. I don't know if I will have a chance to see you again."

Song Yuhang also took a step closer: "teacher..."

He opened his mouth with difficulty and turned to go.

"Go back..."

Zhao Junfeng stopped, but still didn't look back.

The faint call finally came through the loudspeaker.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao..."

Before Song Yuhang had any action, her teacher's mother had rushed up and slapped on the window.

"No, no..." He has a strong voice.

He suddenly raised his head and saw that it was them. His body shook slightly, his lips trembled, his wrists were handcuffed, and he turned and left.

The iron door opened with a bang, and the old man in "zebra suit" came out with his back bent.

"Zhao Junfeng, someone has come to see you."

The two men were waiting outside the door, uneasy.

Song Yuhang accompanied his teacher's mother to see him.

After the verdict came down, Zhao Junfeng was transferred to Binhai prison to serve his sentence.

She buried her head in her arms, with a smile on her lips, trying to make herself happy, but the more tears she shed, the more she burst into tears.

"What are you crying for I should It's laughter. "

"It doesn't matter. If you want to cry, just cry out."

She stroked the back of her head for a while, and her eyes were a little disappointed. She looked at the sunflower outside the hospital and kissed her forehead.

Song Yuhang holds people in his arms. Lin Yan trembles slightly in her arms, biting his lower lip tightly to keep himself from crying.

Her eyes were hot, she raised her head slightly, and tears fell down.

Until now, Lin Yan had a sense that the dust had settled.

No wonder she has been searching for the truth for so many years.

It turns out that the insider is not a "person", but a lot of people.

"So far, the biggest case involving gangs since the founding of Binhai province has been solved. 256 people, including gangs, societies and organizations, have been sentenced to death. Lin jueshui, its leader, has been sentenced to immediate execution and deprived of political rights for life."

"Hu Senji, former director of Binhai provincial drug prohibition Bureau, Nie bin, deputy leader of Criminal Investigation Corps of Binhai provincial public security department, Li Wei, deputy director of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, and Zheng Chengrui, technician of network security brigade of technical investigation section of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, were sentenced to life imprisonment to fixed-term imprisonment for 15 years."

The hostess took another press release from the table and raised her head to make an impassioned speech, filled with righteous indignation.

Song Yuhang's hand holding Lin Yan's waist slowly slipped down.

Over the age of Huajia, the old man, with white hair and whiskers, wore a prison uniform, bent down and apologized to the camera.

In the TV, the hostess's bright mouth is opening and closing, and his picture and a video are released on the screen.

"A few days ago, the higher people's Court of Binhai province publicly declared that Zhao Junfeng, former member of the Standing Committee of the provincial Party committee, deputy secretary of the political and Legal Committee and director of the provincial public security department, was involved in the criminal case. Zhao Junfeng, the defendant, was sentenced to death with a two-year suspension of execution, deprivation of political rights for life and confiscation of all his personal property and illegal income for the crime of corruption and bribery, the crime of shielding and conniving gangsters, the crime of organizing gangsters, and the crime of abusing power. Zhao Junfeng said in court that he would obey the judgment and would not appeal. "

When the TV rings, the relaxed morning music is replaced by real-time news.

"I..." She just spat out a single syllable.

Song Yuhang nervously looked at her every move.

Lin Yan didn't answer for a long time. His eyes turned red and his mouth opened.

The cut radish rolled to the ground.

She deserves the best in the world.

She wanted her to have a sense of security, so that the eyes would no longer be frightened, no longer bitter, no longer cry, no longer panic, no longer belittle themselves.

A home where she could forget all her restless thoughts, the sense of ritual was secondary."Lin Yan, let's get married. I want to give you a home."

She gently stroked the raised scar, and her voice was light, so she was a little hoarse.

Nothing can hide from her eyes.

Song Yuhang understood her mind.

The four eyes are opposite.

Isn't it all said that a good horse is equipped with a good saddle, and a nanny can only be equipped with a security guard? A man covered with mud like himself is not worthy of such grand and sincere love.

How can I deserve such love?

Lin Yan's heart is full of joy, at the same time, she has a secret panic.

She always had the illusion that whatever she wanted her to do, even to die, she would enjoy it.

Song Yuhang's eyes can talk, full of stars and sea, and Lin Yan's every move will overflow with love.

She's been looking at her like that ever since the undercover came back.

She looked up in amazement and fell into a pair of light brown pupils.

The hand on the back of his hand lost its strength.

Lin Yan thought that she was asking about the finger cut just now, but he didn't lift his head: "it's OK, it's not painful for a long time."

"Does it hurt?"

She looked at it, touched it gently, felt the uneven touch of her fingertips, and opened her mouth.

Song Yuhang was extremely distressed, but he also respected any decision she made. The operation was successful, but the scalded scar was too deep at that time, and the wound was infected, so it couldn't go away for a while.

She said: "in the past, I didn't like Lin Yan's identity very much. I tried my best to escape from it. This is the only time that I longed to live in the sun and spend my whole life with you in the name of Lin Yan."

At that time, Lin Yan was sitting on the bed, wearing a blue and white hospital uniform, and smiling a little. The smile was so pale.

In order to be 100% disguised as Pei Jinhong, for the success of the operation, and for her own safety, she sacrificed too many things, including her proud appearance. Song Yuhang repeatedly stressed that she didn't mind these. She still came back before she was discharged.

Lin Yan ironed the wire himself.

It's not so much a tear mole as a scar left by her undercover career.

Her side face was as white as jade, and blood vessels could be seen faintly. Only the tear mole on the corner of her eye was bright.

Sunflowers are thriving outside the window.

"Is that so?"

Lin tired of learning very seriously, did not lift his head, along with her power cut a knife and a knife.

Song Yuhang taught her hand in hand, saying while doing, patient, meticulous and focused.

"Like this, it's not easy to cut from here..."

When Lin Yan held the knife, she gently covered the back of her hand, and the other hand did the same.

waited for the foam on her hands to be cleaned. Song Yuhang repositioned the plank and took out a washed carrot.

Lin Yan's lips began to smile.

a dense foam overflowed in the palm and covered the palm of the palm of the hand.

Song Yuhang turns around, hugs her waist, pushes the person to the kitchen table, and reaches out his hands to wash hands with her. Her palms are big enough to cover her.

Lin Yan's voice went down gradually: "um..."

"Do you really want to learn?"

The eyes filled with tenderness, and some unspeakable heartache.

Before she finished speaking, song Yuhang was watching her all the time.

"See clearly, there's no wound. Really, I didn't taste the blood after licking it? The knife is fast, but I'll stop it more... "

She shook her white fingers.

Song Yuhang was at a loss: "ah?"

"Come back, no, I'm not that vulnerable."

Lin Yan pulled people, lips slightly tilted radian, look proud, tone slightly angry.

Feeling his lover's gaze, song Yuhang regained his mind and let go of her fingers. He didn't notice whether she tasted the blood, so he was going to get her a band aid.

"Are you all right?"

Song Yuhang hung his head and licked the wound for her. His broken hair covered his eyes a little. He looked anxious and serious, as if she had a terminal disease.

Lin Yan looked up at her.

Fingertips are wrapped by the warm mouth, which is not only painless, but also has a wonderful feeling.

Song Yuhang dashed over with an arrow, grabbed her hand and put it into his mouth without looking.

"Be careful!"

Lin Yan was furious. As soon as the knife slipped, the carrot on the chopping board flew out and fell into the sink.

Song Yuhang is kind-hearted, Lin Yan read the subtext is: you are not suitable for this, or forget it.

She swallowed: "tired, tired, tired, or I'll buy some white mice, rabbits, pheasants back to practice for you?"

Song Yuhang looked at the bright blade shaking on her thin fingertips, and his scalp felt numb.After that time, she thought it was over. Who knew it was just the beginning.

After all, it was her fault that preceded her. Yu Hang of Song Dynasty put half the blame on her and said that she was in agony.

When Lin Yan came back, he thought about it. Not only did he not let her go to bed that night, but also he didn't give her anything. He finally seized the opportunity to press people to bed. Lin Yan did the same trick again, using barou to control her. She had three sets of goggles, scarves and handcuffs.

Song Yuhang helped her to eat at the Song family a few days ago. She inadvertently boasted that Ji Jingxing's food was delicious?

"If you want to learn, I will."

Lin Yan raised his head and gave her a cold stare. He was still a little angry.

"Or, tired, forget it. I'll do it."

Song Yuhang was looking at her every move with fear.

Used to the knife's thin and sharp, picked up the kitchen knife to a little bit cumbersome, not as handy as she imagined. Lin Yan's forehead exuded a little thin sweat, bit his lips slightly, and his eyes turned red in a hurry.

Lin Yan is standing in the kitchen. The sun is pouring in through the glass window. Her thin white fingers are pressing the carrot. She is cutting the hob according to the method taught by song Yuhang.

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