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By the time they realize that it is already winter, winter has been here for a long time.

The two cups of green tea on the table were still steaming, and the music from the billiard hall was transmitted to the rest area, the sound was soft and appropriate.

Just two hours ago, Lao Yang was bragging about his wise decision to stabilize the Propaganda Department first, and then return to the carbine.During the more than an hour when Xia Yao and Song Xinci were locked in a private house a few days ago, Lao Yang reached an agreement with the other party. In short, he promised not to interview the parties involved in the incident.Lao Yang didn't feel burdened at all, because there was information on it, and they had already finished the interview during this period of time.

But the matter was not over. After two days of tracking, they found out where Wang Xiangyong lived.Three days ago, Xia Yao pretended to be a salesman and came to the door. After observation and side-talking, she confirmed that there were only two permanent residents in the house, Wang Xiangyong and his wife.

Wang Xiangyong's wife's overall temperament is very simple, and the furniture at home is also very ordinary. When she goes to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, she has to bargain.From the perspective of daily life, the couple can be called a model of integrity.

It seemed that their children did not live with them. Even if they were very suspicious, they had no time to follow. When Lao Yang was about to give up, he accidentally discovered the meeting between Wang Xiangyong's wife and her son.

Song Xinci pretended to be a passerby and heard the "Mom" with his own ears.

So they divided into two groups, Lao Yang continued to follow Wang Xiangyong's wife, Xia Yao and Song Xinci followed the prince.

The prince is idle, and his life is unrestrained. He drives a Cadillac worth 10,000+, and haunts various entertainment venues all day long.Obviously, his income cannot afford his daily consumption, and it is clear where the money comes from.

Song Xinci once pretended to be interested in Prince Wang and casually asked the bartender about his background. The bartender said he didn't know, but for the sake of beauty, he asked around, but no one knew.

It seems that Prince Wang is very low-key.

Holding the glasses in both hands, Xia Yao took a look at Mr. Wang in the billiard hall, and said to Song Xinci, "It seems that we will return to Yangchuan in just a few days."

Song Xinci was noncommittal, shaking the black Martin shoes on his feet, and said, "The Children's Welfare Institute has been contacted."

Xia Yao grabbed Song Xinci's hand and put it on another glass: "Do you need my help with the formalities?"

Xia Yao wanted to take her hand away, but Song Xinci grabbed hold of it and refused to let her go: "No, just let me send Mei Lan there tomorrow, and Xu Lang can take care of the formalities."

The hands of the two were clasped together, holding a steaming glass, the slender tea leaves sank at the bottom of the cup, as fresh as if they had just been picked.

A gentle smile appeared in Xia Yao's eyes: "Then we, classmate Song, have to work hard."

Song Xinci wants to cry or not, like an old mother who is about to go away: "Sister Yao, you have to take good care of yourself..."

Xia Yao raised her hand and pinched Song Xinci's face: "Lao Yang and I should go back in about two days."

"No." Song Xinci shook his head, "You have to wait for me to pick you up."

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when I left the billiard hall.

Song Xinci took out half of the car keys, but was stopped by two men.

"Hi, you two beauties." Prince Wang narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

Another man also smiled: "We have a car."

Typical playboy look.

Song Xinci glanced at Xia Yao.

"Then I will trouble you." Xia Yao said.

"Where are you going?" Wang Gongzi asked.

Xia Yao casually reported a place name she knew, and said, "I'm sorry, can you hurry up, my parents are waiting for us to eat."

"It's so early." Wang Gongzi muttered, and replied, "Don't worry, I promise not to delay."

Xia Yao didn't say much in the car, but Song Xinci was very cooperative.When Prince Wang talked about his vacation in the Maldives and gambling in Macau, she would say something like "wow" and "that's amazing".

"You two beauties, let's go out and play together some other day." The man in the co-pilot said.

"Okay." Song Xinci looked expectant, "Where are you going?"

"How about Sanya?" Wang Gongzi said.

"Okay." Song Xinci looked embarrassed, "It's so expensive, we don't have any money."

"Can you pay for it?" The man in the co-pilot looked at Mr. Wang, "Our Brother Wang is short of everything, except money."

"Isn't that good?" Song Xinci said politely, a little hesitant, "Is it okay after a while, my brother got into a fight and was detained. I want to stay and take care of grandpa."

"Is it in Liuxia County?"

"Ah."

"That's easy." The man in the co-pilot said, "Our Brother Wang will help you."

"It's not easy."

"Then there's nothing wrong with it. Our brother Wang's father is the deputy director."

Prince Wang glared at his companion and asked with a smile, "What's your brother's name?"

"Li Lei." Song Xinci babbled nonsense, because the first names that popped up in her mind were Han Meimei and Li Lei.

After getting out of the car, Song Xinci left the phone number of the other party, saying that he would call at night, and the four of them waved goodbye.

"Miss Li, where are you going?" Xia Yao asked seriously.

"Pfft, take a taxi and go back to drive." Song Xinci smiled triumphantly, "Do I count as meritorious service?" She knew that Xia Yao would definitely open the recorder in her pocket, even if she didn't intend to do so at the beginning, when she was "acting". You will definitely understand when you are there. After knowing each other for so many years, there is still some tacit understanding.

"First-class merit." Xia Yao encouraged, "Go back and reward you with two poached eggs."

In fact, it doesn't matter if there is such an episode today or not. After following these days, the daily high consumption of Mr. Wang has almost been recorded.However, there is no harm in having more content.

Xia Yao looked down at Song Xinci's neck, pursed her lips, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

On Song Xinci's neck, where the Adam's apple is for a man, there are still traces of the scraping of the past few days - an irregular oval purple-red mark, which has faded a lot compared to the dark red a few days ago.

Song Xinci wanted to laugh when he thought of the sound of "beep" when his neck was pulled that night. At first, he felt pain when he swallowed, but it's much better now.

Song Xinci shook his head, his eyes twinkling with thought: "I'm just afraid that others will misunderstand."

After ten seconds, Xia Yao finally understood what Song Xinci was referring to, her ears turned red, her face turned to one side, and her voice was small: "No, the position is so correct..."

"Dark red was okay a few days ago." Student Song didn't know what shyness was, and pulled Xia Yao's arm, "Sister Yao, look at the color now, it's purple and purple. When I went out in the morning, I almost put on a Band-Aid gone."

How could Xia Yao not know that this guy did it on purpose, the more Song Xinci pulled her, the more her face became distorted, but she still wanted to reply in a very serious way: "If, cough... If it's not very good, you can also post a ..."

"Will this be a bit of a cover-up?" Song Xinci asked worriedly.

Xia Yao's ears were so red that she was about to bleed: "Or wear a scarf..."

Sister Yao, do you dare to speak louder?Song Xinci took Xia Yao's arm with sincerity, innocence, innocence, and kindness, and said softly, "I thought so too, but ah, when I think that sister Yao got it, I don't want to hide it." live it..."

At this time, a taxi came from a distance.

Xia Yao beckoned, and all the way said: "Go to the billiard hall."

"Oh——" Song Xinci pulled Xia Yao, "Sister Yao, let's talk again~" After speaking, he waved to the driver, which meant that he would not sit down.

Xia Yao blushed, and couldn't help laughing: "You know how to tease me every day."

Song Xinci obviously couldn't help laughing, and wanted to pretend to be particularly wronged: "What I say is from the bottom of my heart, this is the proof of our relationship, the embodiment of emotion, the pinnacle of friendship... Don't you value it? ?"

"The proof of relationship, the manifestation of emotion, the pinnacle of friendship..." Xia Yao lowered her head slightly, her brows and eyes were curved, as gentle as a shimmering lake in April, she laughed so hard that her heart melted, she repeated with a suppressed smile Once again, boasting, "You are quite good at using words..."

"Did I say something wrong?" Song Xinci pulled Xia Yao's arm, "Don't you think of this method because you feel sorry for my headache?"

Xia Yao nodded: "Yeah..." Everything is up to you.

Song Xinci broke Xia Yao's head and faced himself: "You said you don't feel bad."

Xia Yao looked at the ground: "It hurts, it hurts..." Whatever you say is what you say.

Song Xinci shook Xia Yao's shoulder: "I don't feel bad."

"My heart hurts." Xia Yao's tone was full of doting, she raised her head to look at Song Xinci, and looked directly into the other's eyes as shy as that, "Then can you wear more clothes in the future, can you not catch a cold and get sick. "

"Wear, wear, wear." Song Xinci kissed Xia Yao very loudly in his arms, and said cheaply, "In order to further sublimate our relationship, I will also leave a few impressions on sister Yao in the future..."

Out of the corner of Xia Yao's eyes, she saw an old lady walking this way not far away looking at them with a confused face, she took Song Xinci's hand and walked towards the road: "Are you hungry, the sun is going down, Haha, classmate Song must have been hungry for such a vigorous day. Hey, laughing, jumping up and down, how exhausting, I have to rest early when I go back, but I still have to soak in hot water, who made her hands cold. "

I just like to listen to your rambling, Song Xinci: "Don't you know, the child with cold hands, was an angel with broken wings in his previous life. I just remembered that I was originally a member of heaven. One day, God Called me to the front and asked me to go to the mortal world to protect a person named Xia Yao, and I thought to myself who is this Xia Yao..."

There is not even a taxi. Xia Yao wanted to get a mobile phone, so Song Xinci patted her hand. It seems that the online car-hailing car cannot be called, so I have to wait for the car with Lord Angel. Xia Yao: "That's really hard work for you, I How should I repay you?"

What else can you do besides promise with your body, Song Xinci: "Guess what God said, he said that Xia Yao is a very important person in my life. We looked back at countless times on a bridge in our previous life. Only in exchange for the fate of this life..."

Xia Yao smiled: "That's Buddha."

"Don't pay attention to these details, that is not important."

"The important thing is to soak your feet in hot water."

"The important thing is our fate."

"The important thing is to eat on time."

"The most important thing is to thank Grandpa Xia who traveled so far from the north to teach here, thank Grandma Shan for not choosing to marry casually because of the difficult environment, thank Uncle Xia and Aunt Chen for their happy marriage, and finally—" Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao, with stars rising in her eyes, bright and charming, "Thank you for the birth of classmate Xia."

Xia Yao lowered her head and smiled, raised her hand and scratched Song Xinci's nose: "Hey~ eat honey without telling me, why is your mouth so sweet?"

Song Xinci blinked: "Do you want to taste it?"

"Ha——" Three seconds later, Xia Yao turned around, "Why are there so few taxis here..."

"Pfft, haha..." Song Xinci clutched his stomach, "It's very sweet~"

……

At the end of the road is winter dusk, the skyline is red in the sunset, and two rows of street lights are lit up, extending all the way to the distance.

In a little while, the Polaris will rise.

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