spirits in throat

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Zhou Ye stood downstairs at Rong Zhao's house and knocked on the door: "Sister Zhang, open the door."

He didn't call Rong Zhao to ask him to come down and open the door for him, wanting him to sleep well and rest for a while.

"Who is it?" Sister Zhang, who was awakened innocently, walked to the gate wearing slippers, rubbed her eyes, and looked outside through the crack of the big iron gate, "Looking for Xiao Rong?"

Zhou Ye nodded: "Please open the door."

Sister Zhang opened the door angrily: "Why are you here so late, it's so noisy that people are sleeping."

Zhou Ye fumbled in his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Sister Zhang: "Thank you."

Sister Zhang was very happy to get the cigarettes. She would be very happy if she could get a pack of cigarettes once she was woken up.It's just that she doesn't know the brand of this cigarette.

Liqun, Fuchun Mountain Residence, what is it?Don’t use any miscellaneous brands that will cause problems. Next time, you have to tell the gentleman who is not easy to mess with, only accept good cigarettes like Zhonghua and Nanjing, and don’t want other messy cigarettes.

Zhou Ye went up to the second floor familiarly, walked to the door of Rong Zhao's room, raised his hand and tried to push it, but it didn't open.

Didn't I tell him, let him keep the door for him, why is the lock so tight.

Zhou Ye raised his hand, just about to knock, but put it down again.They came out of the hospital at two o'clock, and it was at least three o'clock when Rong Zhao got home and washed up, so there was only enough time for him to sleep.

Zhou Ye sat down, leaned against the door, looked at the night through the railing, and raised his hand to slap a mosquito lying on his arm to death. Remembering the last time he came here, he sat and slept all night at the door.

The people inside were also cruel, and they didn't even give him a fan or a bottle of toilet water.

Zhou Ye sat against the door for a while, raised his hand and touched his forehead, which seemed to still have the touch of their touching together.

He thought of the low whimpering sound he heard from him, and those eyes filled with water vapor, and finally he couldn't help getting up from the ground, picked up the small hairpin that someone lost on the ground, and pointed it at Rong Zhao. The keyhole of the door.

Nothing else, Zhou Ye's lockpicking skills are absolutely top-notch. He has been living in no fixed place for the past few years, so he has practiced it early.

With a "click", the door lock opened.

Zhou Ye gently opened the door and came in, then turned around and closed the door.

There was only one desk lamp turned on in the room, and the light fell on the bed. The person on the bed turned his back to the door and fell asleep facing the wall.

Zhou Ye saw a rolled mat standing by the wall, it was the one he slept on last time.

He carefully spread the mat beside Rong Zhao's bed, picked up the "Dream of Red Mansions" on the bedside table and put it on his pillow, turned sideways, closed his eyes facing Rong Zhao, and soon fell asleep.

Rong Zhao has a habit, no matter how late he goes to bed, he will definitely get up before seven o'clock the next morning.

He sat on the bed, looked down at the man lying on the ground, and got off the bed.

Because the mat was too close to the bed, he landed on the mat as soon as he hit the ground, and was about to be stepped over by Zhou Ye when he lifted his foot, but was suddenly hugged.

The opponent's cheek was pressed against his calf, Rong Zhao raised his foot vigorously, but failed to pull it back despite great efforts.He was originally a person who was angry to get up, so he raised his other foot and kicked Zhou Ye in a fit of anger.

Zhou Ye finally opened his eyes, looked up at the person standing in front of him, sat up, turned his back to the sunlight coming in from the window, smiled and said, "Morning, Rongrong."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye, walked around behind him with his feet closed, found his own slippers and put them on: "How did you come in, who told you to come in."

Zhou Ye turned to look at Rong Zhao: "When and how did I come in, don't you know?"

Zhou Ye tried his best not to quarrel Rong Zhao, but it was just not to rouse Rong Zhao, not to wake him up.With Rong Zhao's level of vigilance, someone entered his room and slept next to his bed for two hours, wouldn't he know?

Zhou Ye glanced at the rising sun outside the window. It was clear and white, reflecting the colorful morning glow.

He suddenly said, "What a duplicity, hard-spoken and soft-hearted bad man."

At this moment, Rong Zhao wanted to throw Zhou Ye and the mat out together, how did he say such an embarrassing and shameful line.

Zhou Ye got up from the mat, straightened his crumpled shirt, and buttoned his belt again: "You wash up first, and I'll take a shower later."

Rong Zhao turned his head and saw Zhou Ye's hands on the waist of his trousers, and frowned: "I need to straighten my trousers and go to the bathroom."

Zhou Ye tidied up, with a face full of indifference: "Everyone is a man, so why not be embarrassed."

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye and felt the need to make it clear to him: "You like men. To you, I am equivalent to a 'opposite sex'. In front of the opposite sex, pay attention to your behavior."

Zhou Ye didn't see any extra slippers anywhere, he walked in front of Rong Zhao wearing socks, and lowered his eyes slightly: "What about you?"

Rong Zhao didn't understand, so he asked, "What?"

Zhou Ye followed Rong Zhao to the bathroom, and said seriously: "gaydar, the original name is gayradar. It refers to the ultrasonic ability like a bat. As long as you supersede someone, you can see whether the other party is gay or not."

Rong Zhao squeezed some toothpaste on the toothbrush, rinsed his mouth, and asked patiently, "So?"

"Let me surpass you," Zhou Ye stood behind Rong Zhao, leaned forward slightly, his cheek almost touched Rong Zhao's ear, turned his head and blew in his ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Drip~ ~, found the same kind."

"Huh~~" Zhou Ye blew into Rong Zhao's ear again, and bewitched in a deep and sexy voice, "Do you feel that half of your body, from the tips of your ears to your neck, is swollen when you are blown by a man like me? Numb."

Rong Zhao turned his head and glanced at Zhou Ye, then moved to the side of the sink: "You didn't brush your teeth, your mouth smells bad."

Zhou Ye: "..."

"Then let me put it another way..."

While brushing his teeth, Rong Zhao turned his head and glanced at Zhou Ye: "Stay away from me."

Zhou Ye moved a bit, and continued: "Rongrong, have you ever liked any woman?"

Rong Zhao was used to living alone, but suddenly there was a person who kept nagging in his ear, which made him a little annoyed, so he replied casually, "I liked it."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "Impossible, my radar tells me that this is impossible."

Rong Zhao: "Believe it or not." Anyway, he was talking nonsense.

Zhou Ye asked again: "Then have you ever liked any man?"

Rong Zhao: "No." This sentence is not nonsense.

He has never even liked a woman, how could he like any man.

After Rong Zhao washed up, he walked out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen to boil hot water. He stood aside and watched the flames dance. He turned his head and saw the door of the bathroom was closed, and touched his ears that were a little hot from Zhou Ye's blowing.

"Where is my toothbrush, where is the toothbrush I bought last time?" Zhou Ye's voice came from the bathroom, "Did you throw it away for me?"

Zhou Ye's toothbrush was indeed thrown away by Rong Zhao. At that time, he thought that he would not be allowed to step into his house again, so he naturally threw away all his things, let alone the toothbrush that he would only use overnight.

But he still acquiesced that he walked into his house and let him sleep next to his bed overnight, still under the circumstances that he was suspected of defrauding money and marriage.

Unknowingly, everything seems to have deviated from the original track.Rong Zhao doesn't like this kind of silent change and occupation very much, it will make him forget his guard and eventually be caught off guard.

"Rong Rong, help me find a toothbrush." ​​Zhou Ye opened the simple little drawer under the sink. There was nothing in it except a few pieces of soap, laundry soap, and unopened towels. Knowing that Rong Zhao had thrown away his toothbrush, Zhou Ye retaliated, "Then I used yours?"

The bathroom door was slammed open, and Rong Zhao rushed in with a murderous look on his face: "You dare to use my toothbrush, try it."

"I'm lying to you," Zhou Ye shook his empty hand, "It's useless."

Rong Zhao's face looked better now, and he took out a little change from his pocket: "Go and buy it yourself, Sister Zhang will have it."

Zhou Ye bought it back, and besides the toothbrush, he had a lollipop in his hand.He bought it with the remaining fifty cents, the orange flavor.

Put away the toothbrush by herself, and handed the lollipop to Rong Zhao: "Here, don't eat it now, eat after breakfast."

Rong Zhao took it and put it on the table, remembering that he didn't know what to eat for breakfast, so cook some burnt porridge to deal with it.

Zhou Ye opened Rong Zhao's refrigerator and looked at it: "Why are there only eggs?"

"It's too late to cook porridge. Eggs are also excellent. Do you have flour? I'll make egg pancakes for you."

Zhou Ye turned around and went to the bathroom. His right hand couldn't touch the water, and he couldn't wash it in the shower. He could only wipe it with a towel.

Rong Zhao sat at the table with a lollipop in his mouth, waiting for Zhou Ye's omelette.

The bathroom door was opened, and Zhou Ye leaned out half of his body: "Well, lend me a pair of underwear."

Conditions do not permit, the clothes can not be changed, but the underwear must be changed.

For his omelette, Rong Zhao took out a pair of new underwear from the closet that didn't even remove the tag, raised his hand and threw it to Zhou Ye: "Hurry up and wash it."

Zhou Ye was shaved by the hanging tag on it, took it off and looked at it: "This one has not been washed, so I can't wear it, you give me a washed one."

The ones that have been washed are all worn by Rong Zhao, Rong Zhao naturally refuses: "Do you want to wear it or not."

Zhou Ye had no choice but to make do with it first.After washing and finishing, when he came out of the bathroom, Zhou Ye's face and walking posture were a little unnatural.

The size of his clothes is one size larger than that of Rong Zhao, and the underwear is a little tighter on the body, and it is Rong Zhao's, so a certain part is particularly unnatural, making people wonder whether to put it on the left or the right .

Zhou Ye raised his eyes and saw Rong Zhao sitting at the table, sucking the lollipop he bought, the orange syrup stained his lips with a crystal luster, making one want to go up and take a bite.

Because not long after waking up, Rong Zhao's eyes were a little hazy, misty, and his pupils were like a black sea, which could easily drown people in it.

Seeing Zhou Ye, Rong Zhao took out the lollipop from his mouth, unconsciously licked the syrup on his lips: "Okay?"

"No." Zhou Ye's voice was a little hoarse, he turned and retreated to the bathroom, closed the door, locked it with a click, leaned against the door, and looked down at his pants.

Strong and stubborn, out of control.

"I'm going to be late for work," Rong Zhao didn't know what Zhou Ye was doing, so he went to the bathroom door and knocked, "Why are you locking the door?"

Zhou Ye washed his face with cold water first, but found that he still couldn't calm down.

Just thinking about the scene just now, that person, that face, and those lips, the turbulence hidden in the depths of his heart erupted like a river breaking its embankment.

Across the door, Rong Zhao heard a low voice with great forbearance, frowned and asked, "I touched the wound on my hand."

"Yes," Zhou Ye quickly cleaned up his crime scene. Even the used toilet paper was flushed directly in the toilet without leaving any biological traces. "I accidentally touched the sink, it's okay."

Rong Zhao didn't think too much: "Hurry up."

Zhou Ye opened the bathroom door and came out, the tide in his eyes had not completely faded.

Rong Zhao took out a bag of flour from the cupboard, poured some into the dough bowl, turned around and asked, "Are these enough?"

Zhou Ye walked over and took a look: "Not enough."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to pick up the flour bag, his fingers brushed the back of Rong Zhao's hand, and he withdrew his hand as if touched by electricity.He cleared his throat and said very unnaturally: "Put the flour on and rest beside it."

Rong Zhao felt that Zhou Ye was a little abnormal, but he was too lazy to think about it, so he ignored it, took a book and leaned against the window to read it.

Because Zhou Ye was absent-minded, he kept looking at Rong Zhao when making omelettes, which caused one omelet to be mushy and the other undercooked.

Rong Zhao sat on the only chair, and Zhou Ye brought an old stool that no one wanted from the corridor at the door.

Rong Zhao asked while eating egg pancakes, "How is Bai Xudong?"

"It wasn't very good at first. Several people couldn't hold back their clamor to kill Feng Mingchen." Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao. "I heard that Feng Mingchen was shot and killed. It's a little better. At least my mood has stabilized."

Rong Zhao is the person who understands Bai Xudong best.

Fortunately, except for the knife mark on Rong Zhao's neck, Bai Xiaoqing never hurt anyone from the beginning to the end. She just loved the wrong person, was bewitched by someone, and became a victim of that person's abandonment.

After eating the omelet, Rong Zhao took out a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Last night you told me that Feng Mingchen's appearance would restart the case of the Guan family extermination."

Zhou Ye nodded: "Yes, as long as you find relevant evidence that he is one of the seven murderers in the Guan family extermination case, I don't think it's difficult."

Rong Zhao did not speak, and Zhou Ye continued to say: "The bloody dress fragments of Mi Qiong, Zhao Tian and He Yanyan were found in the wine cellar, which shows that these things are very important to Feng Mingchen. His scapegoat, on the other hand, he himself is reluctant to throw it away, he will keep it for a few more days if he can, and he will only give it up if he has to."

Rong Zhao nodded, agreeing with Zhou Ye's words: "So, when he killed Guan's family, especially Guan Xia, he would collect things from her to keep the things from that time for a long time..."

Rong Zhao paused before saying with difficulty: "Feeling."

Zhou Ye noticed the change in Rong Zhao's voice. Whenever the Guan family's case was mentioned, his voice became softer than usual, with an imperceptible tremor.

"Feng Mingchen told Bai Xiaoqing that Guan Xia was his first love, which shows that Guan Xia has an unusual meaning in his heart, and he will definitely leave something behind," Zhou Ye continued, "I have read the file, Guan Xia One piece of his dress is missing, and Feng Mingchen probably took it away, he must be hiding somewhere, as long as he finds it out and proves that it belongs to Guan Xia, the case will definitely be reopened."

It was Rong Zhao who was in charge of investigating Feng Mingchen. He was sure that he had checked everything under Feng Mingchen's name, inside and outside, and there would be no wine cellar or other things for storing things.

"cemetery."

Rong Zhao and Zhou Ye spoke at the same time.

Zhou Ye said: "I have already asked someone to go to Feng Mingchen's mother's graveyard to investigate, and the results will be available at noon today at the latest."

"Take a step back, even if we don't have one, we still have another line." Zhou Ye stood up from his chair and said while clearing the table, "Feng Mingchen sold an antique vase on the black market six years ago. The money paid for the down payment on the house."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "So, this case will definitely be reopened, and none of the other six people can escape."

Rong Zhao thought that Zhou Ye would ask him about his relationship with the Guan family, and he had even thought about how to respond, but unexpectedly, the other party didn't ask.

Zhou Ye's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and connected it. After hanging up the phone, he said to Rong Zhao, "Last night, another woman in red went missing."