spirits in throat

Rong Zhao had been busy all day, and when he came home in the afternoon, he passed the flower shop again, and saw the little girl from the proprietor's natal family playing glass balls with two other boys who were about the same age.

One of the skinny little boys belonged to the owner of the hardware store. Seeing Rong Zhao beckon him, he shouted loudly: "Brother, brother, did you come back from the grave robbery last night? Did you dig any treasure?"

Rong Zhao stopped by the side of the road: "No."

The thin boy put down the glass ball in his hand and ran in front of Rong Zhao, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his small hands covered in plaster, begged and acted like a baby: "Brother, just tell us, the tomb explorer story."

"Come here, little fat."

The little chubby boy, wearing an ill-fitting blue T-shirt and muddy trousers, ran over and looked up at Rong Zhao, eagerly waiting to hear the story.

Rong Zhao was surrounded by a group of children, and when he wanted to leave, his trouser legs were pulled, and he couldn't shake off the children, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

The little girl from the florist's family bought four ice creams with her pocket money, and thoughtfully moved a small bench: "Brother, sit down and talk."

After speaking, I started to give everyone ice cream.

Xiaopang and Xiaoshou squatted on the ground licking ice cream, looked up at Rong Zhao, and waited for him to tell a story.

Rong Zhao had never gotten along with children much, and had no experience in tomb robbery, so he was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, someone rescued him soon.

A woman riding a tricycle came from outside the alley and shouted loudly: "Son, go home."

When Xiaopang heard the voice, he reluctantly stood up from the ground: "My mother told me to go home."

The woman's tricycle is full of items, such as old TV sets, washing machines, stools, etc., which are neatly stacked and full. She is a collector of second-hand goods.

Xiaopang ran to the woman, and the woman gave him a little change and asked him to buy cooking oil at the canteen nearby.

The owner of the canteen teased Xiaopang while looking for money: "You eat up the oil so fast, did you eat it all?"

Xiaopang was very sensitive, and he heard that the boss was saying that he was getting fat, so he pouted: "It's not what I eat, it's what my dad eats."

The boss laughed after hearing this: "Don't you have no father? When did your mother find you a father?"

The woman put the tricycle on the side of the road, took a sip of water from the water bottle hanging on the handlebar, and walked over: "The child is ignorant and talks nonsense."

"Guihua, you are not very old, so you won't talk about your partner in the future?" The boss has no malicious intentions, but he is busy looking at the shop every day, and he has to chat with everyone when he sees him, "Your day, it's sunny and rainy , running outside all year round, exhausted every day, find a man, and you can live more easily in the future."

"No, let's make do with it. Raising the child well is better than anything else." Yang Guihua picked up the cooking oil with one hand, and held the child's hand with the other, "Let's go, uncle."

The owner of the canteen sighed: "It is said that children without mothers are pitiful, and children without fathers are also pitiful. Guihua, you know best."

Yang Guihua said nothing and left with her son.

An old lady who was shopping at the canteen came over and chatted casually: "That child Guihua is poor. He hasn't had a good life since he was a child. He should have grown up and married. But what happened?" , I can only take the child alone, it's pitiful."

Shilian Road is not big here, and if something happens, it can be spread to everyone, so almost every resident here knows that Yang Guihua is the child of a raped female gangster, and the raped female gangster ran away.

The next day, Zhou Ye came to the office early, and the first thing he did was to check his drawer, which contained Rong Zhao's things, as long as the things were still there...

As soon as Zhou Ye saw the lock, he knew that his drawer had been tampered with.

You don't need to think about it, you know it's Rong Zhao, the others don't have such courage.

He opened the cabinet door and saw a pen, a short ruler, and a pack of fruit candies scattered inside.

Zhou Ye took out the bag of candy and opened it, picked out an orange-flavored one and stuffed it into his mouth. While turning on the computer, he called up yesterday's surveillance records.

He expected that Rong Zhao would come over to steal things while he was away, so he installed a camera in the dark in advance, facing the cabinet door directly.

Rong Zhao is really good at hiding from surveillance, but the premise is that he needs to know whether there is surveillance, as well as the position and angle of the camera.

Zhou Ye looked at the monitoring screen. Rong Zhao had already left with the cardboard box in his arms, but he folded it back when he reached the door. They messed up, creating the illusion that these were just his unintentional drops.

The orange candy was originally a little sour, but Zhou Ye couldn't taste it, he only found it sweet.

He has had enough sour food in the past few days, and he doesn't want to eat any more.

Yesterday in the nursing home, after blocking Rong Zhao in the washroom, and feeling his body's reaction, he seemed to suddenly understand something.

If a person really hates another person, he will react without hugging or kissing.

Rong Zhao doesn't hate him, but he pushes him away again and again, he probably has a reason.

Zhou Ye copied a copy of the monitoring screen in his mobile phone, got up and walked out of the office.

Fan Yao saw Zhou Ye and hurried over to meet him: "Zhou Zhou, the old king of the second team sent me a picture of Brother Rong's back yesterday. Has Brother Rong really gone to the second team? Aren't all his things still with you? He How did you get to the second team?"

Zhou Ye glanced at Rong Zhao's empty table: "His things were stolen by him."

Zhou Ye himself didn't notice the problem in this sentence at this time. Other people's things can be taken anytime they want, and stealing words is not appropriate.

Bai Xudong looked up at Zhou Ye from the computer screen, and found that his complexion was much better than the previous two days. He thought that it would be better for the two of them to separate. After a long time, no matter how deep the pain was, it would be healed. It would be much better now. Yet.

Time really is a good medicine to heal emotional wounds. If it is not suitable, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and it is better to separate early.

Then he heard Zhou Ye say like a bandit: "Wait, I'll bring him back."

Bai Xudong: "..."

Xiao Qian followed behind Zhou Ye, rubbing his fists and said, "Captain Zhou, I'll go too. You hold Brother Rong's head, and I hold Brother Rong's waist, and drag him back together."

Fan Yao turned her head and glanced at Xiao Qian: "You want to hug Brother Rong's waist?"

Only then did Xiao Qian realize what he had said. He took a sneak peek at Zhou Ye, shut his mouth quickly, turned around and ran away, otherwise he was afraid he would be beaten up.

Zhou Ye didn't even take the elevator, went directly to the fourth floor from the safe passage, and pushed open the door of the Second Criminal Investigation Team.

Rong Zhao heard the voice, looked up to see Zhou Ye, and quickly lowered his head.

On the one hand, he himself sneaked here. On the other hand, in the nursing home yesterday afternoon, he reacted just after being hugged by Zhou Ye, which made him blush and ears dry.

Not knowing what Zhou Ye would say in public, Rong Zhao simply got up and led Zhou Ye out of the office.

The two stood in the safe passage, Rong Zhao leaned against the handrail, his tone was as cold as ever: "I won't go back to the first team."

Zhou Ye kept staring at Rong Zhao's reddened ears: "You came into my office to steal something."

Rong Zhao touched his ears irritably, and turned his head: "That was originally my thing, not stolen."

Zhou Ye took out the bag of fruit candies from his pocket and handed it to Rong Zhao: "This is what you left for me."

Rong Zhao glanced at it, and said in a low voice, "If you accidentally dropped it, don't misunderstand it." After speaking, he raised his foot, staggered away from Zhou Ye, and was about to leave.

Zhou Ye grabbed Rong Zhao's wrist, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and played the video of Rong Zhao entering his office.

Rong Zhao was originally thin-skinned, but when someone caught him, his cheeks turned red.He glanced at Zhou Ye: "You are so boring to install a camera in your office."

"No matter how boring you are, won't you be fooled?" Zhou Ye put the phone back in his pocket, took two steps back, and stared into Rong Zhao's eyes, "Why did you leave me the candy?"

Rong Zhao sent Zhou Ye to break free, and rubbed his sore wrist: "If there is nothing else, I'll leave first. It's not good to stay here and be misunderstood."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "I'm not afraid of being misunderstood."

"I'm afraid," Rong Zhao gritted his teeth, and said nonsense, "I like Wang Jinghua, and I plan to chase her."

Zhou Ye smiled, glanced at Rong Zhao's pants, and said meaningfully: "You don't like women."

Afraid that Rong Zhao would not be able to remember, he purposely said it again: "Yesterday in the nursing home, you were the one who reacted first."

Rong Zhao was most afraid of hearing this from Zhou Ye's mouth, it would be like letting him take off his clothes and stand in front of Zhou Ye.The point is that he took off the clothes himself.

No one would be comfortable being stared at by others, Rong Zhao turned around and suppressed the inexplicable hotness in his heart: "So what, does this have anything to do with you?"

Zhou Ye felt that Rong Zhao was unreasonable. His physical reaction was the result of being kissed by him. How could it have nothing to do with him? He said in a deep voice, "Of course it has something to do with me."

Rong Zhao couldn't explain this question, so he simply didn't speak, intending to deny it.

Zhou Ye approached Rong Zhao, looking at his pupils sharply and gently: "Do you have any difficulties, you must have some difficulties, right?"

Rong Zhao lowered his head and pursed his lower lip, regretting in his heart, he shouldn't have gone to the bar to find Zhou Ye that day, and he shouldn't have left candy in his drawer, so that the two of them would be broken, and he couldn't give up on him.

He should control his emotions well.

"I have no grievances. You don't need to know what you shouldn't know, and I don't need your help." After Rong Zhao finished speaking, he opened the door of the safe passage and left.

Zhou Ye stood on the spot and watched Rong Zhao's disappearing back, but for a moment he didn't even think about chasing him.He only saw that he had become thinner. Did he not eat properly these days?

Zhou Ye knew Rong Zhao's cooking skills and eating habits. Was he eating porridge that was overcooked, or just a few mouthfuls of instant noodles to deal with it?

He lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall and took a few puffs, and began to think about new recipes, which should be lighter, nourish the stomach, and taste good. Rong Zhao has a tricky mouth, and he is unwilling to touch dishes he doesn't like.

Zhou Ye had a hunch that Rong Zhao was not having a good time these few days, he didn't want to push him too hard, he had to let him relax.

This kind of thinking only lasted for one morning. At noon, Zhou Ye stood by the window of the office on the third floor and saw Rong Zhao coming back from work with Lin Hongze and his group.

Rong Zhao stopped at the gate of the Municipal Bureau, and he was stopped by a man in a white T-shirt.

Zhou Ye could see clearly from a long distance, Rong Zhao's body froze for a moment.

Zhou Ye seldom saw such a reaction from Rong Zhao, which only showed that that man was unusual in his heart.He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a lighter, and nodded with his head tilted.

The man was Su Jiaze, they seemed to have known each other for a long time, but on Saturday, at the entrance of Shilian Road.Su Jiaze and Rong Zhao did not show that they knew each other, they lied to him in unison.

What kind of relationship did not even dare to admit that they knew each other, and even joined forces to play a show in front of him, pretending that they had never known each other, and secretly met after he left.

An old lover.

Zhou Ye took a puff of cigarette and choked it into his lungs. He coughed a few times, almost coughing up a handful of blood.

Through the smoke, Zhou Ye saw that Rong Zhao took Su Jiaze to a dessert shop in front of the city bureau on his own initiative.

Zhou Ye knew that the dessert shop was decorated in pink and the target audience were couples. The cakes, candies and drinks inside were all sold in pairs.

Zhou Ye had never been to that store before, and thought about taking Rong Zhao in together, giving him a pink and sweet strawberry cake, and feeding him with his own hands.

Rong Zhao and Su Jiaze entered the store one after the other, Zhou Ye's sight was cut off by the pink door.He put out the cigarette butt in his hand, turned and walked out of the office.

There is only one reason why Rong Zhao chose to bring Su Jiaze to this store. There are two huge inflatable bears standing by the door and window of this store, which perfectly block the possible sight from the police station.

He didn't want others to know that he and Su Jiaze knew each other, especially he didn't want Lin Hongze to know.Like Dewen, Rong Zhao and Su Jiaze have no intersection, and the one who has intersection with Su Jiaze is Guan Xu.

Su Jiaze looked at the vigilant expression on Rong Zhao's face, smiled, and comforted him, "I didn't come here to look for you, and I didn't know you were working here. I came here to help my dad run errands."

Rong Zhao raised his eyes to stare at Su Jiaze, and said in a low voice, "You know my identity is sensitive." The implication was that she didn't want to recognize him.

"Wait a minute." Su Jiaze got up and walked to the cupboard. When he came back, he brought a piece of strawberry cake and two cups of coffee.

"You used to bring me cakes to eat." Su Jiaze didn't care about Rong Zhao's indifference. He put the cakes in Rong Zhao's hand, smiled, and continued, "Try and see if there are any delicious ones made by Auntie."

The aunt Su Jiaze mentioned was naturally Rong Zhao's mother.

Rong Zhao looked at the strawberry cake in front of him, and couldn't help but move. This was the first time in six years that someone mentioned his family in front of Rong Zhao in a chatting tone, instead of bringing a bunch of cold death data. .

It was as if they were still alive, as if they could come home and see their mother baking cakes in her apron and smiling softly at him.

Rong Zhao picked up a small spoon, scooped out a spoonful of strawberry jam and cream, tasted it, and it was not as delicious as mother's. Mom's strawberry jam was made by herself, without any industrial taste, but with natural sweetness.

Su Jiaze seemed to be able to see through Rong Zhao's thoughts, smiled gently and said, "It must not be as delicious as Auntie's cooking."

Rong Zhao didn't answer Su Jiaze's words, he lowered his head and took another bite, but his resistance to Su Jiaze was much less, and he didn't always look at him with scrutiny.

Rong Zhao's vigilance is very strong, but his weakness is also obvious.

He misses them so much, every day, all the time.

Zhou Ye walked into the dessert shop, glanced into the corner, and saw Rong Zhao eating a cake. His appetite seemed to be good, and he had already eaten half of it.

What hurt Zhou Ye was not Rong Zhao's good appetite when facing Su Jiaze, but the expression on his face.Zhou Ye had never seen such an expression on Rong Zhao's face before, his smile was very light and soft, and his eyes were shining like soft stars.

He didn't know what they said, but he knew that at this moment, he lost to Su Jiaze.

There was a past between them that he couldn't get into.

Zhou Ye stood on the spot and looked at Rong Zhao, feeling the distance between them was so far for the first time.Su Jiaze must accompany Rong Zhao to spend a good time that he has never seen before.

He is jealous and powerless, because time cannot go back, and he will never reach Rong Zhao's past.

Su Jiaze handed the coffee on the table to Rong Zhao, and smiled gently: "Don't choke."

"Thank you." Rong Zhao took it, bowed his head and took a sip, flushing the sweetness from his throat.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Zhou Ye standing four or five meters away from him. He seemed to have been staring at him for a long time, so long that he was fascinated.

Rong Zhao's cell phone rang, and it was Lin Hongze calling, telling him to go back to the meeting.

He said something to Su Jiaze, got up and left.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, and the two eyes collided again. Rong Zhao paused in front of Zhou Ye, feeling that he should say something, but also felt that he shouldn't.

Zhou Ye spoke first: "You guys have known each other for a long time, does he know your identity?"

Rong Zhao couldn't answer Zhou Ye's question, he pursed his lower lip, turned around and walked out of the dessert shop.

Judging from Rong Zhao's reaction, Zhou Ye guessed right, they were old acquaintances, even if they were not old lovers, their relationship would not be shallow.

Rong Zhao was closer to Su Jiaze than to himself, this realization made Zhou Ye jealous, as if his things had been robbed by someone, and that little thing didn't have the slightest sense that he was his destination.

Zhou Ye thought that he would not force Rong Zhao, and waited for him slowly, but now it seems that he can't wait anymore, he can't wait for a moment.

Zhou Ye went to the seat where Rong Zhao was sitting just now and sat down, looked up at Su Jiaze, his eyes were not friendly

Seeing Zhou Ye, Su Jiaze smiled at him, took out a document bag from his bag and handed it over: "In it is the receipt for buying the blue and white elephant ear bottle last time, and I will send it to you when I have time today."

Zhou Ye took it, put the file bag aside, and stared into Su Jiaze's eyes: "You know Rong Zhao."

Su Jiaze didn't deny it: "Well, we've known each other for many years."

Su Jiaze is the son of Uncle Su, the old housekeeper of the Zhou family. Uncle Su has a close relationship with the Zhou family and watched Zhou Ye grow up.The relationship between Zhou Ye and Su Jiaze is actually not very familiar.

Su Jiaze had already grown up when he was recognized by Uncle Su, and they didn't have much contact with each other, but because of Uncle Su's relationship, Zhou Ye was willing to sell Su Jiaze to get closer.

Su Jiaze doesn't rely on Zhou's family for food, he has his own company and assets, although not as good as Zhou's family, but it is still a big property.

Su Jiaze lowered his head and took a sip of his coffee: "It's not convenient for me to tell you anything about Rong Zhao, and I believe he won't let you know."

This is very interesting. Zhou Ye translated it briefly and roughly in his heart. What Su Jiaze meant was that Rong Zhao has a better relationship with him. They have a common secret, and you, Zhou Ye, are just an outsider.

Zhou Ye picked up the half cup of coffee on the table and took a sip at the place where Rong Zhao drank it. It was obvious that he and Rong Zhao were the ones who could drink a cup of coffee together.

The confrontation between the two men was straightforward and naive, and they were short of a direct duel with a sword, and the winning side could take away the beauty.

Zhou Ye finished Rong Zhao's leftover coffee, picked up the document bag at hand and got up, looked down at Su Jiaze, and said in a cold voice, "He is mine, and no one can think of him."

After speaking, he walked towards the door of the store.

"You are wrong," Su Jiaze got up and called Zhou Ye, "He does not belong to anyone, he is free, he has the right to choose his own life and love."

Zhou Ye stopped and turned to look at Su Jiaze. This person was more difficult to deal with than he imagined, at least what he said just now was definitely what Rong Zhao liked to hear.

There is no one who does not love freedom, and everyone wants to have the right to choose their lover. Zhou Ye, who has been fighting with Zhou Sihuai for six full years, has a deep understanding of this.

Zhou Ye came out of the dessert shop with a file bag, but Rong Zhao was waiting for him at the door.

Rong Zhao came over, and the two of them stood by the zebra crossing and waited for the traffic lights.

Zhou Ye turned to look at Rong Zhao: "Is the strawberry cake delicious?" His tone was so flat that no one could hear his emotions.

Rong Zhao nodded, "It's okay."

Zhou Ye: "Waiting for me here, I have something to say."

Rong Zhao nodded again: "I know Su Jiaze."

Zhou Ye pursed his lips: "I see, you are all sitting together eating couple cakes."

Rong Zhao didn't explain much, feeling that there was no need to explain: "Don't embarrass him."

When the green light came on, Rong Zhao walked towards the road. He told Zhou Ye not to embarrass Su Jiaze, because he didn't want Zhou Ye to press Su Jiaze about his past.

The less Zhou Ye knew, the safer he would be.

Zhou Ye stood where he was, watching Rong Zhao cross the road without looking back, and didn't even notice that the people around him didn't follow.He walked farther and farther, and soon disappeared through the gate of the city bureau.

Zhou Ye subconsciously touched his pocket, but he wasn't looking for cigarettes, he was looking for handcuffs.

If Rong Zhao was handcuffed to the head of the bed and locked up, he wouldn't be walking like this without looking back.

Su Jiaze is really arrogant and ignorant, where Rong Zhao is free, Rong Zhao belongs to him.

The right to freely choose a lover is also ridiculous, Rong Zhao does not have this kind of freedom, even if he has, Zhou Ye is the only one among the options, he can only choose him.

Zhou Ye planned to go to Rong Zhao's after get off work tonight. If he didn't let him in, he climbed the window, and threw him on the bed when he got in. He kissed him until he reacted, and humiliated him severely.

It doesn't matter if he is beaten up afterward, Su Jiaze can't compare to him in terms of shame, no one can compare to him.

As long as there are still his things in Rong Zhao's house, he can live back tonight.

His toothbrush, washbasin, towels, bowls and chopsticks, clothes, and the creaking bed are all evidence that they were once together and will be together.

Zhou Ye finished smoking a cigarette, put the cigarette butt out in the trash can, looked up and saw an electric tricycle passing by, and the car was full of second-hand items.

Abandoned refrigerators, washbasins, tableware, and even old clothes.

Zhou Ye's expression suddenly turned cold. The pair of bowls and chopsticks on the car were so familiar, even a sock and a pair of underwear floating on a pile of old clothes felt familiar.

Rong Zhao threw away the things he left at his house, all of them, not even a pair of underwear.

Zhou Ye subconsciously touched his pocket again, remembering that the handcuffs were in a drawer in the office.