dead innocent

He Cheng grabbed the fragments of the ashtray that had fallen on the floor, raised his hand and stabbed He Qing's neck diagonally!

He Qing dodged in time, the sharp crystal incision cut a piece of flesh and blood in his neck fossa, avoiding the fragile jugular artery.

Immediately afterwards, He Cheng raised his knee and bumped against his crotch, and the positions of the two of them were reversed immediately. He straddled He Qing, grabbed the wrist he was trying to fish for the pistol that fell on the floor, and leaned over and growled. : "If you really kill him, I want you dead!"

He Qing was strangled by him, blushing and forced out a few words from his throat: "Okay, then you die with me."

He Cheng suddenly caught a glimpse of his left hand stretching into his trouser pocket, and then the explosive device in the corner beeped, and a red number counting down appeared on a display screen. Two seconds had passed in the blink of an eye, and there were only 14 minutes left. 58 seconds.

Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, He Qing broke free from his hand, picked up the pistol that fell on the floor, and smashed it at his temple with the butt.

Within a few minutes, he suffered heavy blows to the head one after another. He Cheng lay on the ground and his eyes were darkened. When his vision gradually recovered, he saw He Qing standing beside him, raising his sleeves to wipe off the blood on his neck. Squat down beside him with a gun, glanced at him from top to bottom, and said to him: "I'm lying to you, I won't die with you. If you don't read that speech, I'll read it. As long as you die Yes, I am He Cheng."

He Cheng tried to see him clearly, but the harder he tried, the more blurred his vision became: "This is your final plan?"

He Qing smiled and said: "Yes, you killed Min Xiaozhou, you bombed Noah Square, and you are about to bring those documents to report and expose your father and brother."

"...It's you, not me."

"What's the difference? There is no He Qing in the world, only He Cheng. The two of us are one person, but one is true and the other is false. Are you He Cheng? No, I am He Cheng. As long as you die, I will It's He Cheng."

"What do you gain by doing this?"

He Qing sighed: "It seems that you still don't understand."

He suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch He Cheng's jaw, looked at him intently and calmly for a while, the coldness and madness in his eyes gradually faded, and he looked like an ordinary young man at this moment.It was not the beast that was on the verge of getting out of control, shouting and shouting to kill those children.

He Cheng suddenly felt that the He Qing at this time was the most real He Qing, and he even saw a trace of grievance and sadness in He Qing's eyes.

"I hate you, I hate each of you. I used to love you and care about you, but you didn't care about me. You drove me out of the house like a dog, and even erased the traces of my life in the world. You are right Am I fair? Since you are unfair to me, why can't I retaliate against you? Oh, you are right, I do envy you. Why, you are the same person as me, we have the same origin, the same Parents, but you are a prince, and I am a wild dog lying at your feet begging for food... Now that this dog has grown up, it doesn't want to get anything from you, it just wants to make you feel bad."

When He Qing said these words, he was like a third-rate actor who performed a crazy scene with poor acting skills and finally took off his makeup. Standing on the stage where the lights were dimmed and the audience left, he chanted lonely and sadly. Words that were not inscribed in the script.

Crazy is his mask, and behind the crazy is his bruised and lonely soul.

But He Cheng didn't sympathize with him, because he knew that He Qing had already voluntarily fallen into the bottom of hell, and he regarded hell as heaven.Although he still knows how to miss, he knows how to hate more, and he spreads his hatred to innocent people. He howls for joy amidst the wailing of the crowd, and regards the suffering world as his real paradise.

There is no cure for him.

There are only 10 minutes left in the countdown to the explosion in the corner, and it is still ticking away.

He Qing's hand lightly stroked his face once, and then said with a smile: "You must hear with your own ears the rites and music I prepared for you, and don't let me down."

Afterwards, He Cheng saw him pull out a short dagger from his waist, held it in his hand for a moment, then raised his eyes and smiled at himself, and inserted the dagger into his thigh.

He Cheng gritted his teeth tightly, and only then could he suppress a cry of pain that was forced down his throat.

Restricting his last possibility of action, He Qing stood up and glanced at his bloody, convulsive and trembling thigh with a dagger stuck in it, took a deep breath for his painful teeth, and then chuckled: " Goodbye, brother."

He whistled and walked out of the bedroom, swinging the gun in his hand.

He Cheng bit the tip of his tongue tightly so that he didn't pass out under the severe pain. The severe head injury and the bleeding wound made his vision more and more blurred, but his consciousness became more and more clear .

Not only He Qing, but even he himself thought he had been defeated.But he didn't, the unprecedented desire to survive forced him to save himself from the dizzy abyss, pulled out the dagger stuck in his leg, and then another burst of severe pain tore the nerves in his whole body.But now the pain made him even more aroused.

Half of He Cheng's face was covered with blood, and the blood even seeped into his eyeballs. He got up from the ground, dragged his numb right leg, and walked towards the door of the bedroom with the dagger in his hand.He staggered, but he was full of strength, and he looked bloody like a soldier who had survived a battlefield full of corpses.

He Qingcai was about to go downstairs when he heard footsteps approaching behind him. He raised the gun in his hand without hesitation, but was pierced into the abdomen by a sharp blade at the same time as he turned around.

He Cheng seemed to hold him in his arms, his left hand held his back tightly, and his right hand held the dagger into his body again.

He Cheng whispered in his ear: "If you and I can only have one person alive, I think that person should be me."

He pulled out the dagger that had been inserted into He Qing's body, and the force of inertia made He Qing move closer to his arms, but he was pushed down the stairs the next moment.

Rolled down dozens of steps, leaving a trail of blood.He Qing was lying on the floor of the living room with his eyes open. His distracted eyes fell on the bright chandelier above his head. His eyes were blinded by the light refracted from the multi-layered crystal facets, and he suddenly felt an unrealistic feeling of dizziness.It was like when he walked into this house for the first time and was dazzled by the brilliance and splendor of the place.

He Cheng picked up the pistol he had dropped on the ground, walked down the stairs slowly, stopped beside him and looked down at him, then raised his hand to hook his already messy tie, and pulled the tie off from the collar of his shirt.

He Qing was seriously injured and had already lost the ability to move. He was dragged to the stairs by him in a daze.

He Cheng tied his hands to the handrail of the stairs with a tie, tightly tied a knot, then squatted beside him, took a deep look at him, and said, "I will be free only after you die."

He glanced at his watch, and there were less than 5 minutes left before the explosion.However, the doors and windows of this house had already been locked by He Qing. He searched on He Qing, but couldn't find anything like a key. It seemed that He Qing really planned to let him go and never return.

He Qing gradually recovered a little sobriety, looked at He Cheng with a hard smile and said, "You can't get out."

He Cheng ignored him, picked up a chair and tried to smash the windows a few times, but the windows of this house were all thickened and reinforced, making it difficult for bullets to penetrate.

Broken windows can't, you can only go through the main entrance.

He Cheng stood in front of the entrance door lock, looked at the display screen waiting for the password to be entered, and then looked back at He Qing.As if he didn't know the danger was approaching, He Qing looked at him like watching a play, smiled weakly and said: "Be careful, you only have one chance."

Time was running away, and He Cheng could almost hear the beeps of the countdown to the bomb on the second floor. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down and eliminate all noises in his mind.

At this moment, he must regard himself as He Qing, and think about the password he will set...

About half a minute later, he opened his eyes, calmly and firmly pressed a string of four numbers.

When he heard the electronic sound of successful decoding, his heart was shocked, and then he opened the door, and the night wind instantly filled the room.

"...1029?"

Holding the doorknob, he looked back at He Qing with complicated eyes.

He Qing was not surprised that he guessed the password, and said with a smile, "Well, it's today."

He Cheng's heart seemed to be punched hard, a little blunt and a little stuffy.He looked at He Qing, as if he wanted to say something to him, but found that he had nothing to say to him.

Without even saying goodbye, He Cheng walked out of the house, and the door closed automatically.

He stood under the night and glanced at his watch, then walked towards the gate with his right leg, which had been so painful and stiff and numb.At this time, there is only 1 minute left before the explosion.

He originally wanted to just leave like this, let this house be buried with He Qing, and let He Qing's hatred for them be buried in the scorched earth, leaving a clean slate.But he stopped in front of the gate, standing in the dark night, his expression was clear and in a daze, vaguely, as if someone was attached to him and said 'he really deserves to die, but you have no right to kill him'.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time again, and the countdown entered 30 seconds.

He Cheng suddenly turned around and went back the same way, pushed open the door and walked to He Qing's side, and untied his hands tied to the railing of the stairs.

He Qing didn't expect him to go back and forth, nor did he show the joy of being rescued by him, but asked calmly: "What do you want to do?"

"Send you where you need to go."

He Qing sneered: "Oh, don't call it a court."

He Cheng thought he talked too much, and was worried that he would fight with him after going out later, so he punched him hard on the jaw.He Qing tilted his head and passed out.

The tie was too tight just now, and it was difficult to untie it for a while. Seeing the explosion entered the ten-second countdown, the cold sweat on He Cheng's forehead became thicker and thicker. He almost tore off the tie with brute force. Go back to the door.

Just as he walked out the door, leaving the whole house behind, the second hand on his watch told him that there was only one second left in the countdown.

He Cheng gritted his teeth, and ran towards the gate carrying the weight of the people on his shoulders, but stopped after only two steps...

The expected explosion did not sound. Instead, he heard a burst of piano music pouring out from the second floor, breaking through the shackles of doors, windows and walls, and drifting under the dark sky.

The tune composed of these notes is a happy birthday song for Rotten Street.

The second time the song was played in a loop, He Cheng suddenly glanced at the time again. At this time, the second hand had just passed zero, and the time had already entered the early morning of the 29th. The 29th is his birthday, and it is also He Qing's birthday.

A police siren suddenly sounded from the street in the distance. The siren went from far to near, from blurred to clear, until it completely covered up the long-lasting piano music in Mansion No. [-].

The bomb found in the Pearl Tower was an oolong incident. After the armed police and the bomb disposal team dismantled the bomb, it was discovered that the detonators had not been loaded into the fuse at all.What was triggered at regular intervals was a specially processed loudspeaker.

When the "Happy Birthday Song" composed as piano music rang over the Noah Square, the armed policemen present all looked disheveled, and they all had several dogs in their hearts.

Although the bomb was fake, the person who dropped the bomb was indeed an out-and-out dangerous person with illegal guns.It's just that the priority is reversed. The armed police and the elites of the bomb disposal team finally caught a gunman and went back. The story is quite dramatic.

After the crisis was resolved, Fu Yi arrived at Noah Square. The armed police were withdrawing. The commander and Fu Yi stood on the edge of the square and had a brief chat.Fu Yi learned about his subordinate's heroic performance from him. When two policemen walked past him with the gunman under pressure, he could tell at a glance that the wound on the man's body was caused by Yang Kaitai. Although Yang Kaitai didn't What a lot of strength, but he is better at 'sticking people', and he has a unique lock technique.As long as you are entangled by him, it is basically useless.

The 'sticky' one was hugging Yinyin and sitting on the steps at the edge of the square to blow the wind. Yang Kaitai took off his coat and wrapped it around the little girl, then sat her on his lap, hugged her and coaxed her she sleeps.

He didn't think that tonight was an oolong, or felt discouraged. On the contrary, he thought that it was a good thing to be safe and sound, at least there were no casualties or danger.

After the armed police left, Fu Yi found the two people sitting on the steps, stood in front of Yang Kaitai, put his hands in his coat pockets, frowned slightly, and looked at him for a while without saying a word.

Yang Kaitai originally thought that he was here to praise him, even if he didn't praise him, he would at least praise him, such as keen observation, strong sense of responsibility and so on.But Fu Yi looked at him with a serious face without saying a word, which made him inexplicably guilty.

"...You can drive the car over here, Yinyin is asleep."

Yang Kaitai said.

Fu Yi nodded, but didn't move, but asked: "What do you want to say about what happened tonight?"

Although his tone was mediocre, Fu Yi had always maintained a high degree of authority. Yang Kaitai knew that his seriousness at this time was admonishing his subordinates, which surprised him a bit.

After thinking for a while, he thought he was talking about the bomb incident, so he said, "I haven't opened the bomb to see, so I don't know what's inside, but if you find danger, you should deal with it in time, right?"

Fu Yidao: "It's right to deal with it in time, but it depends on how you deal with it."

Yang Kaitai wondered: "Did I handle it well? The bomb was dismantled in time. Although it wasn't real, who knew it wasn't real before the incident happened?"

Seeing that he was confident, Fu Yi simply squatted down in front of him and said seriously: "How did you deal with it? You followed the suspect with a gun alone? Besides, the suspect had dangerous items in his hands. Who taught you to be a hero alone? I didn't realize that you still have personal heroism."

Yang Kaitai was taken aback by what he said, and became anxious: "I don't have personal heroism, I just followed up to check the identity of that person, and it was revealed later, so I had no choice but to fight him."

Fu Yi frowned even tighter: "You still haven't found the point. That man has a gun, and you can completely avoid confronting him. This time it's a fluke that you escaped unscathed. What if there is a next time? If next time you Are you encountering more experienced dangerous elements?"

"How can I avoid confrontation with him? I was alone at the time!"

"There are patrolling policemen all around the square. How do you avoid confrontation? You are not calm and calm enough, and you are not thinking well enough. Since you have already found out that he has a gun, you should avoid risks. You are a policeman, but you have to do it. What I want is not to die, but to find a way to resolve the danger while ensuring my own safety!"

Fu Yi frowned and glanced at the little girl in his arms: "Besides, you still have Yin Yin with you, you are taking her to take an adventure with you."

Yang Kaitai blushed, he couldn't say a word when he was scolded, he slowly calmed down and reflected on it, and felt that what he said made sense, it was because he was not calm enough when encountering problems, and he was not thoughtful enough.His consistent strengths are that he is good at self-reflection, admits mistakes, never shirks responsibility, and has a very correct attitude.

But now, even though he knew he was wrong, he still couldn't help feeling wronged in his heart, saying: "I know I was wrong, Captain Fu, I shouldn't have taken Yinyin to take risks with me. I apologize to you, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, gently handed Yinyin into his arms, then looked away, and said: "If there is nothing wrong, I will go back first, and I will hand in the review tomorrow morning."

Seeing him walking away quickly on the sidewalk, Fu Yi first put the child into the car, and then quickly ran after him.

"You know I'm not blaming you because of Yinyin."

Fu Yi grabbed his wrist and forced him to stop, frowning.

Yang Kaitai pulled back his hand in a nonchalant manner, turned to look at the bushes on the side of the road: "Well, I know, you go back."

The coat on his body was put on by Yin Yin just now, and now he only has a thin sweater on his body.Fu Yi took off his coat and put it on him, stood in front of him, and said, "Don't lose your temper with me, think about it carefully, are you not thinking about it?"

His body was warmed by the overcoat with his body temperature, Yang Kaitai's heart softened immediately, but he was still depressed: "You're right, I didn't think about it, but you're too—"

A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Fu Yi's lips: "I'm too strict with you?"

Yang Kaitai raised his head and glanced at him: "Well, you won't treat others like this."

Fu Yi sighed softly, looked at him and said, "Because I am very nervous about you, and I am worried that something will happen to you."

Yang Kaitai glanced at him again, his ears felt hot.

Fu Yidao: "You and Yinyin are too important to me, I can't lose any of you. I mean, do you understand?"

"Understood, understood."

Fu Yi looked at him quietly for a moment with soft eyes, and then said, "Shall I take you back, or should you take a taxi back?"

At this moment, a taxi drove over from behind, Fu Yicai was about to raise his hand to block the car, but he grabbed his arm.

Yang Kaitai tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "I don't want to go home."

Fu Yi was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then follow me home."

Yang Kaitai put on his coat in twos and twos, walked towards the direction where he was parking, and asked, "How is Team Chu?"

"The operation was over when I left the hospital, and I may not be awake now."

"Who did it?"

"Chen Zhiyang's people are investigating, and it is estimated that if they find out, they will keep it secret."

"why?"

"He is cooperating with He Ying now, can we let us know what He Ying did?"

"Then who is accompanying Team Chu now? He Cheng?"

"He Cheng couldn't be contacted, so I don't know where he went."

Yang Kaitai glanced at him worriedly: "It can't be, why don't you go to 'someone else'?"

Fu Yi really didn't expect this possibility, hesitated for a moment, and said: "I don't know, but——it's possible."

He Cheng was sent to the hospital overnight by Chen Zhiyang. He was covered in blood and shocked the nurses and doctors. The hospital thought that another person had been shot.But after checking again, it was found that there were only two bleeding outlets on He Cheng's body, the wound on his forehead had scabbed with blood, and the wound on his leg was also entangled by the patient's self-reliance with a tie.He just looked terrified, but the injury was not serious.

But during the operation, he still fainted due to excessive blood loss. When he opened his eyes again, it was already the next day.

He only felt dizzy when he woke up. After touching his forehead, he realized that the wound had been treated.

He Cheng sat up, looked around the ward, and then called to the door: "Xiao Shu."

Xiao Shu immediately pushed the door open and came in, happily said: "You're awake." He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to someone.

He Cheng's eyes suddenly froze for a moment, and the wound on his forehead began to throb again.He held his forehead and frowned, "Where is Chu Xingyun?"

"Upstairs, intensive care unit."

"he died?"

Xiao Shu: "...not dead yet."

He Cheng lowered his head and remained silent for a while, Xiao Shu was worried that he would faint again, so he walked forward uneasy, but saw that his brows were tightly frowned, the center of his brows trembled slightly, the corners of his eyes overflowed with water, but the corners of his lips raised upwards.It's like weeping with joy after experiencing the rest of his life, but it's not his rest of his life, but Chu Xingyun.

He Cheng's two tears fell so suddenly, Xiao Shu didn't know whether to pretend he didn't see it, or to comfort him.

After thinking about it, Xiao Shu still pulled two tissues and handed them to him: "He's fine, he'll wake up in a while."

He Cheng didn't take his tissue, and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

Xiao Shu handed him a glass of water, and he drank a couple of sips before asking, "Where's He Qing?"

"Yinjiang couldn't tolerate him, so he was sent away by Chen Zhiyang."

He Cheng leaned against the head of the bed and snorted lightly: "Where can Chen Zhiyang send him?"

"I guess I went to find your brother."

He Cheng lazily lowered his eyes and looked at the white water in the cup for a while, then said: "Go and buy me a suit of clothes."

Xiao Shu: "...what do you want to do?"

He Cheng glanced at the hospital gown on his body, frowned and said in disgust, "Change into clothes."

Xiao Shu knew very well that he said that wind is rain, and he never listened to persuasion.So he went out diligently and bought him clothes and came back.After He Cheng changed his clothes, he blocked the door of the intensive care unit.

Although he was stabbed in the leg by He Qing, he was not disabled to the point of being disabled, and he was still able to tenaciously walk two steps by himself without relying on any assistance.

He stood at the window on the door and looked in, only to see a person lying on the hospital bed with a needle stuck in the back of his hand and a tube stuck in his body.

Xiao Shu was worried that he would be pressing on his wound if he stood for a long time, so he helped him to sit on the chair by the corridor.

While he was waiting anxiously, Qiao Shishi rushed over early in the morning.

"Mr. He, why are you injured?"

Qiao Shishi said in surprise when he saw that his face was pale and there was gauze on his forehead.

He Cheng casually found an excuse to prevaricate, and then asked her how Chu Xingyun was when he was injured.

Qiao Shishi told him the truth, and inevitably mentioned the jewelry store.

"What was he doing at the jewelry store?"

He Cheng asked with a sullen face, his first thought was that he would buy a gift for some woman, and suddenly he felt the wound on his head start to hurt again.

His expression and language were too obvious, Qiao Shishi hurriedly handed him the packaging bag in his hand: "Don't think about it, Team Chu is for you."

He Cheng took it and opened one of the delicate wooden boxes.

Xiao Shu leaned over to take a peek, as happy as if he was the one who got the ring, he patted He Cheng on the shoulder heavily: "Now don't worry about not getting a birthday present."

He Cheng looked at the ring in the box in a daze for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't wait to put it on the ring finger of his left hand, admiring it back and forth with a happy face, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Master Qiao: "It looks good."

Xiao Shu: "It's especially suitable for you."

The nurse suddenly pushed open the door of the ward and came out, saying to them: "The patient is awake, you can go in and see him."

Before he finished speaking, He Cheng had already entered the ward, and closed the door behind his back.

Although Chu Xingyun is awake, he can move all over his body at this time, only his fingers, toes, and eyeballs, and he still has a breathing mask on his nose.

Seeing He Cheng, Chu Xingyun's eyes fixed on him.It may be the reason for being seriously injured. At this time, Chu Xingyun's dark eyes are not as deep and cold as before, but only a layer of moist and soft light shines.

He Cheng was also looking at him, reluctant to part for a moment, moved a chair and sat on the head of his bed, held his left hand that was not infused, with a shining smile on his face: "I got the ring."

Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed, and he immediately looked at his hand.

He Cheng stretched out his left hand in front of him, and said happily, "Look, isn't it very suitable?"

Chu Xingyun stared at his fingers for a while, and blinked to show his approval.

He Cheng was immersed in the joy of receiving the ring, and at this time, apart from admiring the ring, he took him to admire the ring together, and forgot to say anything.

Chu Xingyun waited for a while but didn't see him talking about business, so he anxiously started to clasp his palm.

Fortunately, He Cheng has a tacit understanding with him, and he knows what he wants to say when he scratches him.

"Oh, you want to ask what happened last night?"

Chu Xingyun looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

He Cheng raised his hand, turned his palm back and forth to admire his ring through the morning light refracted in the window behind him, and said casually: "He Qing messed around and made two bombs. One is placed in Hall No. [-], and the other is placed in Noah Square. But It's all fake and it's been dismantled. No one was hurt but me."

Chu Xingyun continued to stare at him.

He Cheng looked down at him, and said, "He was taken away by He Ying."

Chu Xingyun lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then tapped on his palm again.

The corner of He Cheng's lips twitched, he withdrew his hand, stroked the black diamond on the ring, and said reluctantly: "He didn't die, and I didn't kill him. As for how He Ying will deal with him, I don't know."

Chu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and rested his mind as if he was tired, and suddenly heard He Cheng whispering in his ear: "Don't think that you can give me a ring so you don't have to get a certificate from me, I I remember very clearly that you said that you would get the certificate with me by the end of this year at the latest."

Chu Xingyun opened his eyelids very speechlessly and gave him a lazy sideways glance, thinking that this kid is really nothing, and he didn't look at his current situation, and came to 'threat' him.

He Cheng raised his eyebrows, and looked at him confidently: "Why are you staring at me? Forgot what you said yourself?" He smiled softly, with a sly gleam in his eyes, and said, "It doesn't matter if you forget, I will remind you every day, so that you will never forget it even if you want to."

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his eyes staring at Chu Xingyun began to flicker, and the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper.

Chu Xingyun squinted at him vigilantly, not knowing what other annoying words he would say.

"It just so happens that there is a ring now, why don't I propose to you."

Chu Xingyun's eyes were fixed, and he was stunned.

He Cheng glanced at him with a smile, then stood up from the chair, took a step back, and straightened the neckline of his windbreaker like a handsome prince.Then he solemnly withdrew his uninjured left leg and knelt down in front of the hospital bed.

Chu Xingyun watched him take out another ring from his pocket and put it on his left ring finger——

He Cheng took his hand, looked into his eyes, put his lips on the back of his hand, stayed there for a long time, and said with a smile: "Okay, you promised, you can't go back on your word."

Chu Xingyun came back to his senses, rolled his eyes, wanted to be angry, and wanted to laugh.

He had been recovering from his injury for more than a month, and the good vacation he had taken was naturally wasted. He returned to work immediately after leaving the hospital, and started a new round of busy work.

The tail of autumn disappeared unknowingly, until one day it snowed suddenly, and the female police officers in the office were lying in front of the window to watch the first snow of this year.He realized that it was already winter.

Fu Yi's office is an excellent location for viewing the scenery, and he also sat next to several female police officers with a cup of hot tea to watch the excitement.

This year's first snowfall was ferocious, and it fell like catkins. Soon, the entire Yinjiang City was decorated in plain white. The streets and crowds were covered with a thick layer of snowflakes.

"Eh? Boss, do you think the person at the door is Mr. He?"

Master Qiao said suddenly.

Chu Xingyun looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a tall SUV parked at the gate of the police station. A man in a gray coat leaned against the front of the car and pressed his phone with his head down.

Then, his cell phone rang, and it was a text message asking him when he could leave.

Chu Xingyun glanced at it, but didn't reply. He put the phone in his pocket, and pulled the man leaning on the front of the car into the painting as if admiring the snow scene.

After standing still like this for a few minutes, the teacup in his hand gradually lost its temperature, so he put the teacup on the window sill, and said to Qiao Shishi, "Help me take the cup back to the office."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of Fu Yi's office.

He Cheng waited for more than ten minutes before seeing Chu Xingyun coming out of the building.

Chu Xingyun wore a leather jacket with his collar turned up to block the cold wind. He put his hands in the pockets of the leather jacket, and walked down the steps with a cigarette in his mouth. He strode straight through the heavy snow and walked towards him.

The snow was falling in a hurry, just walking these few steps, He Cheng saw a thin layer of snowflakes on his shoulders.

"It's said to get off work at six o'clock, what are you doing so early?"

Chu Xingyun stopped in front of him, glanced at his watch, biting a cigarette and mumbled.

He Cheng folded his arms and snorted lightly: "Beware of your repentance and running away."

Chu Xingyun looked at it speechlessly, and smiled: "I just teased you twice, and you still take it seriously."

He Cheng stayed in the snow for a long time, fluffy snowflakes fell on his head and shoulders, and the coat on his body was made of water-absorbing material. Chu Xingyun stepped forward to help him throw the snow off his shoulders, and said, "Go Are you ready to pack your luggage?"

He was about to bend down to get into the car when He Cheng grabbed his arm.

"Let's go, today is a rare day."

He Cheng said.

Chu Xingyun looked up at the snowy sky, and then looked at the time. There was still more than an hour before boarding the plane. Why not take a walk and relax.

"Okay, then walk to the airport."

He Cheng walked forward a few steps side by side with him, then turned around and waved at the SUV.

Sitting in the car, Xiao Shu watched the two men walking side by side gradually walk away on the sidewalk, leaving behind a white and clean road.

Maybe it's not spring when the snow melts, but mud.But they will go down this road hand in hand.

As long as you love me, you will be better than countless people in the world.

The author has something to say:

It's over, thanks to every reader who watched the original version and followed the serialization, especially thanks to my sister, Rouge Bao, and sweet biscuits.

Thousands of words choked for a while, I don't know what to say, see you in the next book.