what's in the depths

The film "Lolita" released in the United States in 1962 tells the love story between a middle-aged man Humbert and a 12-year-old girl. The American magazine "Vanity Fair" evaluated this film as the most realistic love story.

This seemingly unethical love affair has sent a question from the depths of the soul to everyone:

What is love?

Maybe it's because of the irrepressible lust of the individual, maybe it's because of the deceit and betrayal in it, or maybe it's because love itself has nothing to do with age, it is destined to be the disaster and fate that everyone must go through, and the original sin that people are born with, so this Questions may never have definitive answers.

In addition to the movie "Lolita", there is another interpretation of the so-called "Lolita", which is defined as a style that seeks an attitude different from ordinary life, that is, the attitude of mature women towards young girls. Yearning, evolved to today, especially under the impact of strong Japanese culture, Lolita has become a dressing style that "has no meaning, just feels cute".

The age of the so-called lo girls is also concentrated between fourteen and fourteen. They hold regular tea parties and dinner parties, and these Lolita-style clothes are really not cheap, with a minimum of six hundred and no upper limit.

Those who know will understand, and those who don't will only comment on their looks, treating them as aliens.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. Everyone pursues a different lifestyle, and you cannot use your own lifestyle to refute others.

The first time Zhu Yuhan saw Lolita was at a comic exhibition during the May Day holiday. At that time, he and Fu Huaiyu were wandering with his mother in the square, and finally saw the surroundings in the furniture city behind the square. Quite a few boys and girls in strange costumes, their mothers were so curious that they insisted on going in to have a look.

Unable to resist the old lady, the two of them had to queue for a long time before they could buy three exhibition tickets that had been sold at exorbitant prices by scalpers.

Zhu Yuhan felt very aggrieved. As a policeman, he was reduced to begging for tickets from scalpers, but he couldn't help it. His mother insisted on going in and taking a look, but he couldn't stop him.

"Oh, little girl, your dress is so beautiful, where did you buy it?" Zhu Yuhan's mother asked a girl in a lace dress with a smile.

The girl turned her head and glanced at Zhu Yuhan's mother, without saying a word, she stepped on her thick-soled leather shoes and left with her proud head raised.

In fact, both Zhu Yuhan and Fu Huaiyu don't usually watch anime. When you enter this exhibition, it's like a blind man shopping. The scene was like a traffic jam, unable to move for a long time.

Zhu Yuhan's mother was still muttering reluctantly, "That little girl just now was so beautiful, like a doll."

Zhu Yuhan pouted, but did not agree.

Anyway, it's a style that straight men like him can't appreciate. For women, he still prefers the pure face of first love. He firmly believes that most of his compatriots think the same as him. Yes, too gorgeous style will always give People have an unreal sense of distance.

Just like Tong Si's little girlfriend.

Thinking of Tong Si, I really have hallucinations.

The one who was sitting by one side of the booth licking a piece of ice cream was probably Tong Si, and I wouldn't be surprised if he came to this place.

Zhu Yuhan struggled to squeeze through the crowd, walked to the side of the unknown object that was suspected to be Tong Si, and took a closer look, and found that the person with a dull face like a two hundred and five was really Tong Si.

As soon as he saw Zhu Yuhan, Tong Si threw the ice cream that was about to melt into Zhu Yuhan's arms as if he had seen his relatives.

Zhu Yuhan quickly pushed him away: "Why are you here?"

"I came with Tongtong." Tong Si's pitiful appearance, ready to cry, made people feel pitiful.

"Where is she?" Zhu Yuhan raised his head and looked around.

Tong Si pursed his lips, pointed to a girl with pink hair who was signing a poster on the booth, and said, "There."

"Who is she playing?"

"No culture, this is called cosplay."

"Oh, who is she cosplaying?"

"My wife Yuno."

"My wife...has milk?"

Seeing his appearance, Tong Si didn't even have the desire to explain, so he waved his hand: "Forget it, you don't know even after I tell you."

Fu Huaiyu accompanied the old lady tirelessly wandering around in the exhibition hall, while Zhu Yuhan and Tong Si dozed off next to each other, and the girl next to her saw them with a lewd and joyful face, holding up her camera and snapping snaps at them, mouth "True love, it's definitely true love" muttered in his mouth.

Although drowsiness hit him heavily, Zhu Yuhan tilted his head and hid aside in disgust when he heard the girl's remarks, trying to keep a distance from Tong Si as much as possible.

The two of them wandered around until noon before they planned to go home for dinner. Fu Huaiyu pulled Zhu Yuhan up from the chair with his sleepy eyes open. His mother didn't seem to be enjoying herself, and she kept yelling that she would make the same skirt for her granddaughter in the future.

When Zhu Yuhan heard this, he woke up instantly.

Back home in silence, Zhu Yuhan was about to cook when his mother stopped him and told him to catch up on sleep since he was sleepy like a bear and would call him when the meal was ready.

Zhu Yuhan returned to the room in a daze, and as soon as he sat down on the bed, Fu Huaiyu followed him in.

"Why, our Chef Fu is not going to help the old lady cook, what are we doing here?" Zhu Yuhan jokingly moved over when he saw his deflated look.

"Don't dare, I'm afraid of being exposed."

Sometimes, Zhu Yuhan felt that Fu Huaiyu was so shameless that everyone felt ashamed.

He sat next to Zhu Yuhan, took his hand and stroked it gently, pretending to be absent-minded and asked: "When are you going to talk to our mother about the two of us?"

"It's our mother, you are really impatient." Zhu Yuhan licked his lips, "I didn't think about it, every time I wanted to confess to her old man, but I couldn't say it."

"When I was outside this morning, my mother kept asking me what kind of girl you like, and also asked me if there is any suitable one around me for me to help you find."

The more Fu Huaiyu spoke, the lower his voice became.

"Don't worry, my mother seems very happy these days. It's a rare holiday. Don't let her be unhappy. I will find a suitable time to have a good talk with her. You should calm down these few days." Seeing him like this, Zhu Yuhan was not in the mood to joke with him anymore.

Fu Huaiyu leaned weakly on Zhu Yuhan's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "What if she disagrees?"

"What are you thinking about? She will definitely not agree to it, so you have to think about it in the long run, and don't be in a hurry."

Zhu Yuhan touched the diamond ring on his finger, and said softly, "Give me a little more time, please?"

Fu Huaiyu nodded lightly: "Then can I sleep in your room tonight?"

"Be patient for a few more days. When my mother comes home, I will definitely make up for you with interest."

Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiyu immediately unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and riding Xiao Zhu under him, kissed his neck: "Then can I ask for a deposit first?"

Zhu Yuhan closed his eyes, and put his backhand around Fu Huaiyu's waist.

The sound of slippers was heard at the door of the room, Zhu Yuhan was startled, sat up in shock, and kicked Fu Huaiyu under the bed vigorously.

His mother opened the door in good time, smiled and said, "Children, come and eat soon."

Zhu Yuhan responded and hurried out of the room.

Fu Huaiyu was still lying on the ground blankly, touching the painful incision, and sighed helplessly for a long while.

Not all lovers have the courage to confess. In addition to enduring the strange eyes of the world, it is more of a torment from the heart. There are thousands of roads, but I chose the most difficult one, even though I was pushed away early. It was expected, but at that moment, it would still be overwhelmed by great disappointment.

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"Oh, your girlfriend is so beautiful."

"Oh, it's so-so. It's all made up. Your girlfriend is the pure beauty, and I'm the one who can't envy you."

As soon as Zhu Yuhan entered the office, he heard Tong Si Xiaoliu and several other strong men getting together to praise each other's girlfriends.

"Are you free?" Zhu Yuhan has never been able to get into this kind of topic, so he can only pressure them as the captain to shut up.

A few people scattered like birds and beasts in an instant, and returned to their positions to pretend to be busy.

Although he has to be busy during the holidays, the days are still relatively free. Things like throwing a bicycle or a couple fighting have never been reported to the police station. Zhu Yuhan is sitting in front of the computer, looking at all the related cases in the past.

Now the case at hand is only the case of Cai Zhijie and Longfu Garden that has not progressed yet, but the one-yuan coin found in several cases is still a mystery. In addition to the same coins found in other cases, although the murderer was caught , but they all said that they had never done such a boring thing.

Zhu Yuhan looked at the photos of the four coins on the screen and arranged them according to the year of issuance. In 2008, 2010, 2012, and 2014, they were all issued two years apart. Is this a coincidence?Or something else.

Cai Zhijie was not killed by Jiang He, but the cosmetics found on the faces of Cai Zhijie and Zhang Wei were the same brand. Could it be that someone had seen Zhang Wei's body in advance, imitated the murderer, and applied the same brand of cosmetics on Cai Zhijie's face ?

So what is his purpose.

From the perspective of physical evidence, even if he really imitated the murder, how did he measure the composition of the cosmetics on Zhang Wei's face? This kind of macromolecular substance cannot be detected without professional testing equipment.

Professional testing equipment...

"Zhu team Zhu team, I just received a call to the police and asked us to dispatch the police quickly!" Tong Si poked his head in.

His train of thought was interrupted, and Zhu Yuhan yelled irritably, "Why is there another case, isn't it over?"

"It's useless for you to fierce me, and I didn't do it!"

The person who called the police was an ordinary resident of a community. He claimed that when he woke up early in the morning, he found a huge packing box with blood oozing from the bottom of the box, so he did not dare to open it and waited for the police to come and deal with it.

Zhu Yuhan and the others hurried to the scene. As soon as the elevator door opened, they smelled a strong smell of blood.

When he lowered his head, he found that the blood had flowed to the elevator entrance.

What caught the eye was a packaging box about the height of an adult, with a beautiful ribbon on it.

The caller was a 45-year-old middle-aged man who claimed to be a music teacher at a local university. His wife was studying abroad recently, and his son was studying in his own school. Reminiscing about the old days, I saw such a big box at the door as soon as I opened the door.

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