What's in the depths II

Yunqian, who had been floating outside for a day, was ruthlessly accused by his father when he returned home. He was not allowed to stay for anything, and he forgot his parents when he had a daughter-in-law.

"Dad, what are you singing about? What is it all about? You haven't written off your daughter-in-law yet. You arranged it first. I went out on business last night, and my phone ran out of battery, and you See if I'm back home safely."

When Old Man Yun heard this, he beat his chest and stamped his feet with anger:

"You brat dare to refute me now, your mother died early, and I, a bad old man, fed you up with feces and piss..."

"Dad, pay attention to your wording, it's a drag to grow up." Yun Qian couldn't help interrupting his father.

"How dare you talk back?"

"Don't dare, you continue."

"I will let you inherit my mantle, and be a good Fengshui master, why not? You are better, go to be a policeman, and let me, an old man, follow you every day in fear. Haven't you heard the saying that filial piety comes first? You go ! Go now! You rebellious son! Just pretend that I have never raised your son!"

As he said that, Old Man Yun shook his hands like the pedantic old clapper on TV.

"Okay, Dad, stop acting. If you want to eat something, I'll make it for you."

“Braised Chicken Wings.”

Yunqian's father is over sixty years old. When he was young, he went around showing Fengshui building buildings and digging graves. Now he is too old to watch. He is not like other old men who like to walk a dog and play mahjong. If I have nothing to do, I just watch some romantic dramas. I don’t know what dog-blooded drama I watched recently and followed that drama. Yun Qian didn’t bother to act with him, and went to bed early after serving his father after dinner.

As a result, his father entered his room in the middle of the night, and kept whispering in his ear with his hands behind his back, saying that the old ancestor entrusted me with a dream. If you can inherit my mantle, you will be sure to be rich in the future.

Yunqian was annoyed by his father's nagging, so he hid in the study with his pillow in his arms, locked the door and made do there for the night.

The next day, he walked out the door under his father's pretending sullen eyes.

Sure enough, this man is like a child when he is old, and sometimes Yunqian really can't stand his father's tricks.

As soon as he walked to the door, he ran into An Yan there. Even though he was both male, Yun Qian felt his eyes light up every time he saw An Yan.

Because the facial features are too three-dimensional, it looks cold and gorgeous, but it has a sense of distance.

"Forensic doctor An, good morning."

Even though he was coldly ignored by this person many times, Yun Qian still greeted An Yan habitually.

An Yan looked up at him with deep eyes, and suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist and dragged him into his arms.

The scorching breath sprayed on his face, Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, and even forgot to raise his hand to push him away, just nestled in his arms without moving.

Damn!It is said that getting up early has a three-cent benefit, but it came too suddenly. I haven't prepared myself for it, mainly because I am not prepared for men.

There was a strong smell of disinfectant on An Yan's body, which was unpleasant, but at this moment Yunqian's restless and fragile heart began to beat out of order again.

He even wondered if An Yan on the opposite side heard his thunderous heartbeat.

"An, forensic doctor An, I didn't expect you to treat me—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud noise behind him.

Yun Qian turned around for a moment, and saw a police car crash into the fence at the entrance of the police station, and then passed closely behind him.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Qin got out of the car tremblingly, with a look of relief for the rest of his life: "Fuck, why is the brake of this car broken and no one sent it to be repaired? Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise I am afraid I will have to fight with my brothers." Yin and Yang are separated."

An Yan let go of Yunqian, walked straight into the lobby of the police station without saying a word.

But Yunqian hasn't reacted yet, and his body is still in the movement of nesting in An Yan's arms.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Qin patted his head.

Yun Qian turned around in a daze, looking at Zhao Qin with blurred eyes.

Zhao Qin hurriedly took two steps back, shielding his chest with both hands and looked at Yunqian with a lewd and devilish expression: "Don't look at me like that, I have a girlfriend, I don't want to play with chrysanthemum nailing stakes."

"Have you ever wanted to give a monkey a life at a certain moment?"

When Zhao Qin heard this, his scalp felt numb and his hair stood on end: "Wow, you are really perverted."

No kidding, before this, Yunqian always felt that he was a standard steel straight man, but he couldn't find a girlfriend because of his high demands on heterosexual couples, but today, he suddenly felt that this An Yan was a bit pleasing?The smell of disinfectant on your body is also a bit pleasant?So it looks a bit like your ideal type?

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There are several terms in the search record of the search terms box:

"Can a straight man be bent?"

"What kind of man can bend a straight man?"

"Signs before becoming gay."

"How to test whether you are gay."

"Can you come back straight after becoming gay?"

Yunqian sat in front of the computer with her head in her hands, her face full of disgust.

These extremely brainwashing entries told him a bloody reality.

He has lived for more than 20 years, always thinking that he likes beautiful girls the most, but in fact he is a potential GAY, and he will never come back. It's just that he has never met the same sex he likes before, so he mistakenly thinks that he likes the opposite sex.

This bitch is a bit exciting.

What can I do, I really can't accept this fact for a while.

It's all to An Yan's fault, he has nothing to do with himself.

No, Zhao Qin should take the blame for this, and drive around in that police car when he has nothing to do.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Zhao Qin pushed the door open and asked shyly, "What are you still doing here? You're going to a meeting. The amulet maker invited by the bureau is here."

Yunqian frantically turned off the computer, picked up the police uniform and hastily put it on, followed Zhao Qin to the conference room.

As soon as the door was opened, an extremely astonishing face came into view.

It's not that Yunqian's focus is strange, but that that face is too conspicuous.

His heart was pounding, and it even made him feel dizzy for a moment.

The most shameful thing was that Yun Qian unconsciously walked to An Yan's side, and when he was about to sit down, he saw Wen Qie waving at him, meaning to let him sit beside him.

Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, looked at An Yan, then at Wen Qi, a little at a loss.

"Sit down quickly, it's like a log." Old Li's rough voice interrupted his hesitation.

Yun Qian didn't care about that much anymore, he gritted his teeth, and his heart beat, and he sat down next to An Yan with a heroic appearance.

It was only after he calmed down that he realized that all the people sitting next to Nima were from the forensic department, and the criminal investigators were all on the opposite side.

He turned his head quietly, looking at An Yan's side face with his head down taking notes, and in an instant, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past in his heart.

Good-looking eyebrows, long eyelashes drooping, casting fan-shaped shadows on the eyelids, a high nose bridge, and bright red lips.

Could this guy be wearing lipstick?

An Yan raised his head and glanced at him.

Yun Qian was so frightened that he quickly looked away, sat upright, picked up the pen and scratched in the notebook, not knowing what he had written.

The owner of the amulet shop was sitting opposite, with a pile of amulets in front of him, and several Gumanthongs with strange symbols painted on their foreheads.

The boss just glanced at it briefly, then shook his head again and again, his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly:

"These are all negative cards, and there are a few super negative cards."

As he spoke, he picked up one of the nail-like amulets: "This is a coffin nail, a very yin thing."

The boss murmured, looked at it for a long time, but suddenly opened his eyes wide: "I seem to have seen this before."

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