proud of love

Xi Jinhe looks unexpectedly beautiful.Jiang Huai thought that rumors belonged to rumors, and exaggeration was inevitable, but unexpectedly, there really was such a person in the world: with a face like a crown of jade, a tall body, and eyes like stars.Originally thought that he was not bad looking, but now seeing Xi Jinhe, he was really speechless.

The confusion on the outside made Jianghuai really think that this was a fair cooperation, but the other party exposed it as soon as he opened his mouth. His goal was not investment, but acquisition.

"Is President Xi's appetite too big? Do you want an unrecognizable Downton?"

Xi Jinhe didn't take his impoliteness into consideration at all: "If I want Downton to become the top photography studio in the country, what's the point of being totally unrecognizable?"

Jiang Huai panicked: "You!"

"It seems that photographer Jiang didn't have this idea, so let's stop here." After finishing speaking, Xi Jinhe stood up and walked out, Jiang Huai grabbed his arm.

"Do you have a way to make Downton the top photography studio in the country?"

Xi Jinhe just looked straight into his eyes, and said slowly: "Innovation does not completely negate the past. When we are afraid, we shoot; when we are nostalgic, we take pictures."

Photography is such a simple thing, it has nothing to do with black and white color or film digital.

Jiang Huai was finally persuaded by him.

"Then... is Downton under your control? What about "Times"?" Jiang Huai asked.

Xi Jinhe chuckled: "I don't want the unrecognizable Downton, it is still yours, but in terms of the interests of the studio, it is a little different from before. Although you can no longer take jobs as you like, Changfeng's Resources are not available to anyone who wants them, and Downton can directly provide photos to "Time", which is a win-win situation for us."

Jianghuai's arrogance was finally extinguished until there was only a wisp of smoke left. He turned his head and muttered unwillingly: "Whoever needs your Changfeng's resources, I will buy Downton back one day."

Xi Jinhe raised his hand to wipe his mouth with a paper towel on the table, and wiped it back and forth from left to right, like a feather, slowly shaking his self-control: "Then I will wait and see."

……

A slightly cool hand was placed on Jiang Huai's forehead.

Opening his eyes in a daze, Xi Jinhe stood aside and bent over to look at him, as if a little angry.The man was not wearing a coat, and his shirt was unbuttoned two or three times. The sense of abstinence in a formal suit was completely gone, making him look even more attractive.Jiang Huai took a look and his heart beat faster, and he immediately turned his head away. Xi Jinhe's hand had already been retracted, but this time he quickly reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to look at him: "Why did you go out today?"

"...You didn't say I couldn't go out."

"I didn't say you can't go out, when did you listen to me like that." Xi Jinhe let go of his hand: "I said I would write a review, what about the review?"

"Uh..." Jiang Huai looked at the crumpled paper on the table, with suspicious water marks on it: "It seems that I haven't finished writing."

I didn't write a single word.

"Then you can't go out anymore." Xi Jinhe let him go, and walked out of the study without looking back, as if he really came to check whether he had finished the self-criticism.

Jiang Huai chased after him, tugging at the hem of his clothes all the way to please him, and said in a humble tone: "I'll write now, don't you let me go out?"

"not good."

President Xi easily avoided his claws in a dodge, and spoke loudly without hesitation.

"Hey! Xi Jinhe!" Jiang Huai chased into the master bedroom and was ruthlessly locked outside the bathroom door: "How could you do this?!"

The sound of water in the bathroom came through the glass door, muffled and reverberated, Xi Jinhe just pretended that he didn't exist.

Jiang Huai simply sat down by the door, curled up into a ball, and cursed his Three Character Classic in a low voice.He and Xi Jinhe have a fair contract relationship!Why didn't he give it when he said no? !Firstly, he didn't find a vixen outside, and secondly, he didn't stay out every night. It was Xi Jinhe who had to write a review for breaking the contract, right?

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and somehow he shed two tears, and then stopped immediately, burying his head on his knees and rubbing dry carefully, like a fully armed hedgehog.

The door behind him opened silently, Xi Jinhe took a large light gray bath towel, and covered the little hedgehog by the door with his head.He bent down to pick him up and walked towards the bed, but he still threw his hands away very rudely.

Jiang Huai fell in pain, this time he was really angry.He turned over and sat up on the [-]m big bed, tore off the bath towel from his head, and yelled that he was going out tomorrow!Not only did he go out, but he also wanted to find a delicious little boy to show him!The little boy can't find the little girl!What kind of review to write!Do not write!There are no doors!

Xi Jinhe was still calm, pulling him down to sit on the bed and hugging him as if he was watching a play, stuffing the bath towel in his hand to wipe his dripping hair, the words were still in his mouth—"No ".

"The state officials are only allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps? There is no such reason!" Jiang Huai gritted his teeth, and made vicious moves.

Xi Jinhe said leisurely: "If the common people are smart, they should cut the tree as a banner to pull down the official, instead of drowning themselves."

Jiang Huai stared at him, stunned: "I don't want to write a review, I'm right."

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Xi Jinhe's voice was soft and rare.

"The phone is soaked and can't be turned on."

"Let Hongli buy you a new one tomorrow." Xi Jinhe reached out to touch the top of Jiang Huai's hair, and pressed his chin against it: "Do you have a headache? How are your eyes?"

Jiang Huai was very close to his chest, and the feeling of his heartbeat echoing in his ears through a layer of thin clothes made him feel uncomfortable.

Just four or five days ago, this man had a cold war with himself because of his late return. The two big men, who combined to be more than 60, passed each other childishly at home without giving each other a look.Jiang Huai packed his things at every turn and said that he was going to reopen Downton and move back to the apartment. Xi Jinhe didn't even bother to quarrel with him, so he simply didn't go home and didn't show up.It didn't take long for Cheng Xizhi to appear on the cover of "Time" magazine, with a comment from the chairman, talking eloquently and boasting to the sky.

Jiang Huai knew that the matter of retiring was his own decision, but he didn't blame Xi Jinhe.But he just couldn't help blaming him. It's human instinct to feel at ease that he didn't do anything wrong.

"I am fine."

Jiang Huai broke away from him, and wiped his hands lightly: "Cheng Xizhi said he wanted to be a photographer, and he came to the library to ask me for help today."

"Ok, I know."

"Aren't you going to stop him?"

"Why stop it?"

Jiang Huai sneered from the bottom of his heart: "That's right, you have always thought that these things have nothing to do with your background in a major, and you have never been able to afford a career without threshold..."

"I didn't stop him because I knew he could do it." Xi Jinhe took the towel by himself, got out of bed to find a hair dryer, and didn't look back at Jiang Huai.He said that Cheng Xizhi has no doubts on this point, and what he said will definitely be done.

"Yes. You really understand him." Jiang Huai lowered his eyes, unwilling to be angry anymore.What you said will come true?Is he Aladdin's lamp or Doraemon?If a person can do what he says, then he must not be stupid enough to like Xi Jinhe, and let himself take in the only value of existence in this life for nothing.

"Xi Jinhe, I want to return to Downton."

"Xi Jinhe, can you tell me to have an operation? This way you won't be able to find someone to replace me so quickly... But whether I am blind or go to the end, you will not want me..."

Xi Jinhe looked back at him, with indescribable emotion reflected in his deep eyes.

He has been silent.

This silence carries a lot of anxiety, like a shackle.He saw that Jiang Huai did not hesitate to use sympathy to tie himself to his side, not wanting anything, just to covet his little tenderness.

But he was never one to control.

The two still slept in separate rooms.These days, Xi Jinhe began to let him come, like treating a mischievous child, simply letting him do whatever he wants, which is not a good omen.

When Jiang Huai woke up the next day, Xi Jinhe had already gone out.Hongli's work efficiency is very good, the new mobile phone has been placed in his room, and it is placed on the empty black nanmu table, which looks particularly abrupt.

There are only two phone calls that Jiang Huai can memorize in his life. One is his father, Jiang Shang. Because he never sees each other, making a phone call has become a ritual; Without the slightest resistance, it takes three or two days to make a phone call, and there is an auspicious day...

It's just that the first call has become an empty number, and the second call is just one of Xi Jinhe's many work numbers, not even for his lover.

Xi Jinhe's love history can be written in a book, Jianghuai's careful thinking has been thought about for many years, and it is broken and glued together.

will you like me?

Under his dirty thoughts, Xi Jinhe has never been on camera.After putting down the camera, he often regrets it. If only he kept one, he can take it out from time to time when the three-year contract expires in the future.On the day he was diagnosed with a brain tumor, he took out his keys to open the door of the darkroom, opened the moisture-proof box and took out the camera. He felt so exhausted that he couldn't even press the shutter button.

Jiang Huai slumped on the chair with his new mobile phone in a daze, his mind was empty, and he couldn't remember a single contact.There is only Xi Jinhe's number stored in the phone, and there are three words in the remark, which is nothing new.He raised his hand and changed it to "Uncle Xi", then threw it back on the table in boredom, and went fishing by the small lake in the backyard.

There was a burst of violin music playing behind him, and the aunt ran out holding his mobile phone: "Xiao Huai has a call!"

Jiang Huai hummed, it was his family's "Uncle Xi".

Chapter 5

5.

The person who came to look for him was not Xi Jinhe, but Ye Li.

Recently, domestic reforms have been carried out frequently, and construction projects have been carried out in the art world, which has caused the war between the conservatives and the revivalists to continue to spread, and finally involved politics, and the result was that both parties suffered greatly.

Since both sides are hurting and there is no way to stir up trouble, the party that shows weakness first can always get some bargains.

Therefore, in order to curry favor with the conservatives, a group of reformers from the National Propaganda Department asked their superiors to approve a plan to make a series of celebrity documentaries witnessing the changes of the times under the pretext of spreading the slogan "Let art move forward in a down-to-earth manner". The TV station scrolled and named it "The Banquet".

With the premise of the factional struggle between the two factions, "The Banquet" has received unprecedented attention and has become a key project followed by the two parties.The staff did not dare to be negligent, and they screened and screened for several days, and finally decided to invite dozens of outstanding domestic top artists to conduct interviews, and Ye Li was one of them.

The day after Ye Li heard the news, he made an appointment with Xi Jinhe.

At this time, he wants to find Jiang Huai through Xi Jinhe, and his thoughts are clearly revealed. He is not willing to just watch Jiang Huai give up his identity as a photographer, and he wants to bring him back to the world.It's just that Ye Li really doesn't know anything about the reason.Xi Jinhe guarded this matter more strictly than Jianghuai, and pretended to be cold and calm enough on the surface, or he didn't pretend, that's how it was.

Don't be surprised, it's none of your business.

So Jianghuai inevitably felt a little incredible.

Is Xi Jinhe actually willing to spread the word for Ye Li?Is this acquiescing to his last pitiful dream, or laughing at his overthinking?After all, he has always disdained to be an unpaid volunteer.

"You should stay at home these two days and prepare well. Then the film crew will follow up closely. I let people know that what should be broadcast will be broadcast, and those above you who don't want to broadcast will not be broadcast. If you still want to Returning to this circle, making a documentary is very suitable for setting up a brand for Downton."

"Oh……"

Hearing his voice, Xi Jinhe felt weak, and asked, "Is there something uncomfortable? I'll ask Shen Feijian to go and have a look at the house."

Jiang Huai hastily rejected his kindness: "No, I'm not uncomfortable. But why did you suddenly agree to make a documentary with me and the teacher? Do you know that the teacher has been very dissatisfied with me because of the previous incident? He wants me to go back I can't go back to the place! I... If I can't see, he..."

Jiang Huai became more and more confused when he talked about it, he didn't know what he wanted to say.

There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone.

"Jianghuai."

"……exist."

"I think I understand you quite well." Xi Jinhe hung up the phone after leaving a nonsensical remark, leaving a distraught Jiang Huai squatting on the bank.Thousands of miles away, the sky was empty, and his head was disheveled by the wind.

what... what?Xi Jinhe understands him?

Jianghuai didn't believe a word.

If Xi Jinhe really knew him, he should know how much he likes himself, so much that he doesn't want anyone besides him, so much that he likes to bet on Downton who has exhausted half his life's efforts, so much that he would rather lose his eyes I don't want to die either.He thinks he knows Xi Jinhe better than Xi Jinhe knows him.He has followed Xi Jinhe for many years and knows all his preferences, so he knows very well that Xi Jinhe will not like him.

The character Xi Jinhe hates the most, the job he hates the most, the stereotyped people he hates the most, and the one who hates being restrained the most.

Jiang Huai occupied all the minefields by himself, but he loved him so much that he couldn't help himself, he was so innocent.

When the contract was signed a year ago, Xi Jinhe stared at him and confirmed repeatedly, with disgust in his eyes.He said, do you know that this is not the only way I can choose?

Jiang Huai thought about it because of the right time, place and people, and finally mustered up the courage, "I know, your Xi family is still there, and the problem that can be solved by marriage is not a problem. But you don't want to, right?"

"Don't have delusions." Xi Jinhe snorted, took the pen, and signed his name gracefully.

Jiang Huai seemed to have been tapped, and felt joyful for a moment, both happy and sad.He was happy that he was more fond of Xi Jinhe than Miss Song who was married to the family, but sad that the little arrogance he had accumulated in his life for decades was broken by him for a person who didn't like him.

Is he still that JAC?

Not long after that, the Patriarch of the Song family was arrested and imprisoned for corruption and bribery, and a group of relatives were jailed.On the other hand, he gave up all the shares of Downton, and brought Xi Jinhe the position of the head of Changfeng Society smoothly with free humanoid billboards and the nepotism of the Shao family. .

Jiang Huai felt that he might be in Wangfu.

Xi Jinhe warned him with good intentions. He did not only know this road, but he also discovered the benefits and prospects that this road can bring.

Since then, Xi Jinhe has not restrained himself.Anyway, the contract is confidential, the money is to be earned, and the love history is to be continued.Jiang Huai is like a long-term tourist in the Linhu villa, he can only get along with the servants at home, and he dare not even raise a dog.

Xi Jinhe took the contract to control him strictly.

He didn't dare to entertain delusions.

The time spent living in the lakeside villa always flies by quickly.Xi Jinhe didn't come back these two days, and Jiang Huai was also happy and relaxed. He went to the lake to fish every day.

On the day of filming, the weather was fine. Zhuang Qian and Tang Yu also received news from Ye Li, and hurried to help him, tidying up the apartment and clothes, and everything was well prepared, even though he was just a supporting role of Ye Li.

"What are you fussing about? I didn't say to take the camera again."

Zhuang Qian and Tang Yu knew it well, and exchanged glances with each other.After Downton disbanded, everyone moved out of the original place to work under the pretext of merging into Changfeng Club.Although there is no JAC, the team has a long-term tacit understanding after all, the efficiency is still very high, and the merchants also agreed to continue to cooperate.In other words, as long as Jianghuai nods, everyone can move back together and make Downton reborn.Xi Jinhe is used to him, and even his people help him to support him, but Jianghuai just can't pass this hurdle.

It's not that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare.

Although Ye Li didn't know about this level, he still agreed with Xi Jinhe's approach.In his opinion, this junior knows how to measure, knows the pros and cons, and is a standard Xi family businessman.Because of this, he became more and more displeased with Jiang Huai, who had an ambiguous attitude, and even lost his temper on the spot many times.

Ye Li is over half a hundred years old, but his temples are slightly white, and he is very energetic.Several people were preparing in the house at this moment, seeing that there were no outsiders, Ye Li swung his left hand sharply, mercilessly scolded him word by word, "Look what you're talking about?! Why are you so crazy?" You should wake up after playing for more than a year, right? Don’t think that you are talented and do whatever you want to play childish temper! Hurry up and get over that matter and come back to me to prepare for next year’s HIPA competition.”

Jiang Huai didn't take it seriously, so he coaxed him with a smile: "Teacher, I watched the sky at night and found that the profession of photography is not suitable for me. I will be unlucky if I keep doing this. Now I am taken care of by Xi Jinhe. I don't have to do anything. Eat and drink and gain weight!"

"You're talking nonsense with your eyes open!! Don't you even look at how thin you are?!" Ye Li was so angry that he pointed to Zhuang Qian and Tang Yu next to him: "You two, don't learn from him. What kind of thought! You don’t even have Downton left in your hands. It’s not good who you choose, but it’s Xi Jinhe! That kid looks like that, attracting bees and butterflies everywhere, and I’ll dump you when the time comes. Let's see what you do!"

Zhuang Qian saw that Jiang Huai's face was not quite right, and she was afraid that the previous incident would happen again, so she hurried out to smooth things over: "Senior is obviously good-looking, master, what are you worried about? Besides, look at how much bonus your apprentice has earned recently , you can’t eat both of you!”

Jianghuai nodded as it turned cloudy.He nodded and looked at Tang Yu gratifiedly: "That's right, Xiao Yu raised me very well, as a teacher for a day and a father for life."

Ye Li was obviously stunned in place, just at that moment someone from the film crew knocked on the door: "Ms. Ye, we can start now."

Like the traditional biographical documentary, the film crew will visit all the daily places of Ye Li's life, record the lost past, and carry on the expectations of the next generation. "Banquet" is not only the birthday of the feast, but also the ending sound of the long river of this deserted era.

Ye Li lives in an ordinary apartment in the city center. The house is not big, and there are books everywhere.His cameras are also carefully stored in a west-facing darkroom, and the photos are hung on the wall in chronological order. From [-], he suddenly jumped to color, then returned to black and white, until five years ago, he changed to color again. , continues to this day.

"I heard that, Mr. Ye, you hang up the photos you are most satisfied with each year. Now we all see that black and white films are more than color ones. Does this have something to do with your classicism?" The reporter said in the room After turning around, I took enough material and started to ask questions.

Ye Li pondered for a while: "It's somewhat related. I have been doing photography for most of my life. I believe that everything is plastic in the digital environment. Therefore, color digital photos appear unreal. This is a paradox. Photos should be real. of."

"Do you think the fundamental meaning of photography has changed due to the advancement of technology?"

"Photography is a way of confirming experience, and a way of rejecting it. As the medium becomes more and more influential, photography is about awakening the public to remember, not to forget. It has nothing to do with form, black and white or color."

"Then, as you said, in the face of all kinds of post-production and tampered photos in modern society, how should we choose and believe?"

Ye Li suddenly turned his head and glanced at Jiang Huai: "I believe it would be better for my students to explain this question."

As soon as the camera turned, Jiang Huai's dazed expression leaning on the armrest of the chair was fully captured.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, stepped forward and sat down beside Ye Li, but there was a little more helplessness in his eyes.

The female reporter must have done her homework beforehand, so she blinked her eyes pretending to be pleasantly surprised: "This is the famous photographer Jiang?"

Time passed overhead.

There are two or three faint shadows of the sunset on the horizon, and Jiang Huai is already exhausted after a day of interviews.

In order to reflect the so-called "daily" life, Ye Li also asked him to take a group of posed still lifes with a camera.The film camera was not heavy, but he was sweating all over while holding it in his hands. He deliberately avoided the camera, and was so restless that even Ye Li felt that something was wrong, so he asked him if there was something wrong.

Jiang Huai didn't dare to tell the truth, he only reasoned that he was caught in the rain yesterday and might have caught a cold.Ye Li was worried, but the female reporter expressed her understanding and said with a smile that this is all for today and we will continue tomorrow.Jiang Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and ran downstairs to the convenience store across the road to buy a pack of cigarettes.

He used to be addicted to cigarettes, but he never touched them at work, restrained and forbearing, but pestered Xi Jinhe to sniff his smoke, jealous like a child.What Xi Jinhe smokes is Yunyan, which is soft and thick, not too expensive, but it smells quite enjoyable.It's just that amidst the smog, it's hard to tell whether it's because of the shredded tobacco or people.

The convenience stores are full of common brands. Jianghuai bought Baoyunxi, and ordered one after another as he walked, and the people around him gradually decreased without knowing it.

There are mostly old residential areas nearby, and during meal times, only a few cars speeding by can be seen occasionally outside.Jiang Huai stood in front of a deserted alley and smoked for a while, when he heard rustling conversations behind him, the discussion turned out to be about murder for money.He became alert, the voice was mixed with a dialect from somewhere, and he gritted his teeth.

Jiang Huai shuddered, and was about to turn around to leave, but the bell in his pocket floated leisurely, echoing in the alley with a vibrating frequency.

"Damn it." Jiang Huai cursed secretly, feeling that something was wrong, he turned around and ran away.The conversation stopped abruptly, replaced by the sound of footsteps galloping from the depths of the alley.

Jiang Huai picked up the phone without even looking at it, and shouted at the other end: "I'm in the alley near Teacher Ye Li's house! No matter who you are! Please call the police for me immediately!" Before he finished speaking, he was caught The person slapped the phone off with one palm, and was grabbed with both hands, dragged and dragged into a nearby waste collection station.

The few people holding back Jianghuai are all middle-aged migrant workers, and the leader of them is a tall young man.The sky was dark, Jiang Huai couldn't see his face clearly, only saw the man with a pair of dirty rubber shoes, walking slowly in front of himself who was constantly struggling, looking down at him with cold eyes.

"What are you running for?"

Chapter 6

6.

Shen Feijian is also a well-known maverick rich third generation. He finished his medical degree abroad without saying a word, and soon after returning to China, he and his family friend Xi Jinhe set out to establish the largest third-class private hospital in G City.

After Xi Jinhe devoted himself to Changfeng Society, Shen Feijian resigned from his job as the chairman and only worked as a small outpatient specialist, seeing 30 patients every day.When I was free, I walked around the hospital with a lollipop in my mouth, drinking tea and chatting with the nurses, and my life was quite nourishing.

Xi Jinhe has been very busy recently, not only taking up his rest time, but also coercing him to take care of Jiang Huai at the Linhu Villa with privileges.

Shen Feijian is one of the few people who knows everything about Jianghuai and Xi Jinhe.

He knew Jiang Huai a long time ago, and he admired Jiang Huai's lover very much. He didn't procrastinate, loved him wholeheartedly, dedicated and affectionate, like a child.The only mistake he made was that he was not suitable to be Xi Jinhe's lover and lover.

Xi Jinhe is 34 this year and is a well-known golden bachelor in the industry.He has seen too many genres, and the trial period is getting shorter and shorter, so he doesn't pay so much attention to love.Therefore, once someone likes him, the higher the expectations for him, the higher the disappointment.For Xi Jinhe, the most important thing is not his relationship with others, but who you are.The clearer he is about his relationship with others, the later the other party finds out, the sadder he will be.

Shen Feijian was used to it.

"You run to my place every day, and those who don't know think you have some serious illness."

Xi Jinhe was expressionless: "Ask the question knowingly."

"Okay, okay, I'm asking knowingly, what about you? Are you changing careers? Do you do charity work? Don't you hate him?" Shen Feijian tucked up his white coat: "I've known you for so many years, How come you never knew that your spirit of contract is so strong? That little guy is no longer a child, and you have to intervene in things that you can decide for yourself?"

"This is my responsibility." Xi Jinhe still said the same thing: "How is his condition?"

"It's hard to say. Some benign brain tumors will also turn into malignant over time. It's better to have surgery earlier, don't you know?"

"What are the chances of total blindness if surgery is performed?"

Shen Feijian raised his eyebrows: "Hey Xi Jinhe, it's fine that you little guy doesn't believe me, why do you say that too? Opening up a tumor is not a major operation, and there is an 80.00% chance of success, don't worry about it."

"He can't be without eyes." Xi Jinhe is still serious: "There is an 80.00% chance of five."

"..."

Shen Feijian put away his smile: "When did you become so unreasonable? Who can't be without eyes? There are so many blind patients in the world, how do you know that he must not accept it?"

Xi Jinhe took it for granted: "He is a photographer."

"He knows this matter much better than you." Shen Feijian got up and went to the cabinet to get Jianghuai's case file, and took apart a pineapple-flavored lollipop and put it in his mouth: "Things that can't be both It's meaningless to be too entangled, did the little guy tell you to only accept conservative treatment?"

"He doesn't need to tell me, I can see that."

Xi Jinhe took the folder and opened it, picked up the film and looked at it.The CT film was greasy and cold to the touch, with a large area of ​​overlapping black and white on the skull, which made people a little frightened to look at.The temporarily safe bomb in Jianghuai's mind is not big, but it is only a hair's breadth away from the optic nerve area, and it is attacking the city bit by bit in that direction.If there is no surgery, blindness is also a matter of time, but surgery is not a [-]% thing, we will never know what the result will be, and there is still no guarantee that it will affect this area.

There is no definite cause of the brain tumor until today. It is speculated on the document that it is genetic factors and long-term contact with electronics. There is Jiang Huai’s signature in the column of patient opinions. He does not agree to the operation and is treated conservatively to postpone the disease.

Shen Feijian went back to his seat and sat down, slumped on the swivel chair and swayed from side to side: "Although there was no major problem in the car accident that day, in order not to be careless, I brought the little guy here to show me, and by the way, I will make another fluorescent blood vessel for him. Imaging. Well, is there anything wrong with him these days?"

Xi Jinhe was taken aback, he hadn't been at home for a long time, so he really didn't know these things.

Shen Feijian blinked: "Jinhe, what the hell are you doing? Since the spirit of contract is your life belief, you send the Buddha to the West and let it pass these years safely. Have you ever thought that you are like this? Would it be too cruel for him?"

"You talk too much nonsense, I'll go back first." Xi Jinhe raised the folder in his hand, "Lend this to me first."

"I'll give you two days, remember to come back." Shen Feijian smiled vividly on his delicate face. He got up from the swivel chair to see him off, bowed with a lollipop in his mouth and opened the door with his own hands. , our distance produces beauty, it is better to meet less in the future!"

Xi Jinhe gave him a cold look, then led Hongli, who was guarding at the door, to turn around and leave.In the evening, the corridors were sparsely populated.The warm orange sunlight quietly spread on the road from one side of the corridor, and the two footsteps, one after the other, clearly collided on the polished floor tiles.At a corner, Xi Jinhe suddenly turned his head and stared at his face.

"Did something happen?"

Hongli has been waiting outside the door. After Ye Li's call was transferred, he was hesitant to knock on the door.Xi Jinhe is not a good person to serve, and Shen Feijian is even worse.When he passed in front of him just now, he didn't even take a look at it, but now he realized something was wrong.

He was caught off guard and questioned, and even forgot the statement he had prepared: "Mr. Ye called just now and said...that it was Photographer Jiang who was missing."

"What?" Xi Jinhe frowned: "When did it happen?"

"About 7 minutes ago."

Ye Li received the news earlier than him... and must have sent someone to look for it...

Xi Jinhe turned around and walked out, walking fast, his hands were almost doubled, and he made a phone call: "Hello? Is this Yuan Ju? I'm Jinhe, so I have something urgent I need your help..."

The moon is dark and the night is killing, and the wind is high and the sky is set on fire.

Jiang Huai never wanted to die young, he could only try his best to keep himself calm: "If you want to rob, you are looking for the wrong person. My parents are both deceased and I have been single for more than 20 years without a girlfriend. I only have 30 pocket money left on my body. Uh, that is the mobile phone. The new ones are more valuable, and if you want them, it’s yours.”

The young man shook his head: "Did you hear something?"

"Should I hear something?"

"Okay." The man squatted down and looked at him at the same level. Jiang Huai saw a face with exceptionally handsome features, with a high and straight nose. He said, since you said that you didn't hear anything, how dare you swear ?

Jiang Huai's face immediately became ugly.

He dare not.

What's more, he didn't put a knife on his neck, and he didn't plot against him.The fortune teller said that he had never been in danger in his life, and he did not die in a car accident. It is always right to try first this time.

Jiang Huai was silent for a moment, then looked up at the person coming: "Okay, I admit, I heard a little bit, but not very clearly."

"Which point is it?"

"Murder for money."

The man suddenly laughed: "You are quite bold...Brother Wang, let him go."

The burly men behind Jiang Huai let go immediately, "Xiao Ji, what should we do now? He won't go to the police, will he?"

"It's too late. My last call was to ask my friend to call the police. I'm a public figure, and you will be in trouble if something happens." Jiang Huai pretended to be sorry, and sighed.

The man looked at him casually: "Are you still a public figure?"

"I'm Jianghuai."

Xi Jinhe and the people from the police station are closing the road, and the trail of a few hundred meters has almost been closed.This place is far away, and several police cars can't stop, one after another parked crookedly, but they are still tense.

The red and blue lights of the police lights flash alternately at night, which is more intimidating than the dim street lights on the street, dazzling and eye-catching.

Ji Hengtang and a group of people came out around Jiang Huai. He was a head taller than Jiang Huai, wearing a loose shirt with no visible color, with a stern face, as if holding a hostage in his hands.Xi Jinhe's face turned pale immediately, and there was a lot of noise around him. He stood where he was and called out Jiang Huai's name.

He was the focus of everyone, and this sound was very recognizable. The people on both sides fell silent instantly, like the last calm before the storm.

Xi Jinhe was angry.

Jiang Huai froze in place in astonishment, his heart jumped upwards.He just stood there stupidly, clenched his hands tightly, trembling slightly uncontrollably.

He thought about the fact that Xi Jinhe came to find him himself, but he really didn't dare to think about it.This idea was cut off almost as soon as it came out.But passing through the crowd tonight, he really stood there, looking at him with angry and worried eyes, but without love.Like an ordinary acquaintance, there is nothing hidden and tucked in, and it is open and open.

That bit of joy was splashed with cold water head-on, which made him almost unwilling to face it with shame.

"I'm Xi Jinhe. You let him go. If you want money, I'll give you money." Xi Jinhe's voice was low and calm, and the captain of the guard who followed him frowned and tried to speak, but he stopped him. "Just ask what you want, and I will promise you."

He led thousands of troops and horses, like a fallen god, extremely dazzling.

He advances by retreating.

When several big men saw this scene, their legs trembled unavoidably.

"Xiao Ji, this..."

Ji Hengtang nodded to them, let out a yo, and asked Jiang Huai in a low voice: "Is this Xi Jinhe that Xi Jinhe?"

"Is there another Xi Jinhe in the world?" Jiang Huai shook his head and smiled wryly: "Why, you know Xi Jinhe, but you don't know me?"

"I really don't know. I haven't studied for a few years, and I came out to work a long time ago." He raised his hand and bumped Jianghuai's