I come from a parallel world

Feng Bei was afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so before the next day, he contacted Director Liu that night and brought the search warrant to meet the owner, Song Min and Zhao Sihai, and the injured Gao Ran followed.

It was close to nine o'clock when they arrived at the destination. The three of them got out of the car and were swept away by a gust of cold wind.

Zhao Sihai sneezed continuously, he pinched his nose and blew his nose, "The weather forecast says there will be light snow in these two days, I think it will come at night."

Gao Ran stood on the air vent, his hair was blown messy, he didn't grab it, his chin retracted into his collar, "It's snowing, it's snowing, it means that winter is coming to an end."

"..."

Feng Bei blocked the wind and lit a cigarette, "Go in."

The man who opened the door was a tall and straight man with deep and three-dimensional features. He was dressed simply. He had a muscular figure under a black turtleneck sweater. His lower body was a pair of casual trousers. His legs were long and concealed strength.

Gao Ran, Feng Bei, and Zhao Sihai all cast their eyes on the man's temples. It wasn't like Feng Bei's hair mixed with a little white hair, but it was all white, but his face was tense, showing no sign of oldness.

All three of them found information about this man in their minds. Song Min, 35 years old, from L City, is a freelancer.

Being able to buy this yard is either rich or expensive.

Feng Bei showed the search warrant, "Mr. Song, the police are handling the case, please cooperate."

Song Min made a gesture of "Please go ahead".

With a look from Feng Bei, Gao Ran and Zhao Sihai immediately went into the house to search, and they came back soon, with no results.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in several rooms, and the traces of cleaning were obvious, especially the room Jiang Xiang stayed in before his death. All the furniture was gone, and there was nothing in it.

Feng Bei asked, "When did Mr. Song clean these rooms?"

"It's daytime today." Song Min picked up the celadon teacup and took a sip of the tea. There was a little luster on the light-colored lips. "My wife has a slight cleanliness."

Gao Ran felt that this man named Song Min had a vicissitudes of life, very strong, as if he had already tasted all kinds of life, and nothing could catch his eyes or his heart. He had a mellow voice, which was the emotion of the whole person Not much ups and downs.

Looking at it, Gao Ran unconsciously associated this person with a cold machine, but it was just wearing a human skin||cap, and peeled off all the complicated circuits.

Feng Bei kicked Gao Ran calmly, with neither light nor heavy force, your man was by the side, you just stared at others with straight eyes, and paid it back endlessly.

Gao Ran glanced at the man secretly, then turned his expression back and asked, "Mr. Song, where are the original furniture in the west room?"

"I hired a part-time worker." Song Min said, "As for those things, they were too dirty and old, so they were all dragged away."

He got up, took two business cards from the cabinet and put them on the coffee table.

Feng Bei put the business card in the notepad, "I don't know if Mr. Song came to City A to settle down or not?"

Song Min said, "Come and see my fellow villagers."

If you want to meet fellow villagers, you can just stay in any hotel for a few days, and it takes so much trouble to buy a yard, change new furniture, and do renovations?

Song Min seemed to know what the three of Gao Ran were thinking, and he sighed softly, "I'm getting old, and I can't spend all my money."

"..."

Isn't it only over 30?Barely half of my life is over, so I am anxious about spending money, how rich is it?

Captain Feng, who is also in his 30s, is very sad.

Zhao Sihai leaned into Feng Bei's ear and said that there was still a bedroom that he hadn't seen.

Feng Bei took two puffs of cigarettes, walked to the door of the bedroom with long legs, "Is it convenient to go in and take a look?"

Song Min frowned.

Gao Ran scanned over and guessed that this person should like to be quiet and would not welcome anyone to visit him, but for some reason, he vaguely felt that when the three of them appeared, the other party did not reject them.

The atmosphere in the living room became stiff, but it didn't last long. Song Min turned the door key.

There was no one in the bedroom, and the lights were not turned on. The curtains were drawn tightly, and the light was dim. Only a little light from the living room peeked in from the door, and the closer it got, the weaker it became.

"Snapped"

Song Min pressed the switch on the wall, and the furnishings in the bedroom fell into the eyes of the three Gao Ran, all of whom were speechless.

The entire bedroom was very empty, with only one bed against the wall, it was so big that a dozen adults could lie side by side, with sheets and quilt covers on it, it couldn't be more shabby.

Gao Ran turned his head to look at the people next to him, and smelled a very faint smell of tobacco. He didn't know which brand it was. He was very unfamiliar, but he was sure that the smell came from someone else. Before Feng Bei, there were people smoking here , and smoked more than one.

"Mr. Song, where is your lover?"

The seriousness between Song Min's eyebrows faded, and became a little softer, "I had a quarrel and ran away from home."

"That trick is quite classic, and it has been passed down from ancient times." Zhao Sihai expressed his feeling, and couldn't help but say a few more words, "Mr. Song, why don't you go and look for it?"

Song Min said, "No, I'll come back by myself."

Zhao Sihai immediately showed envy. His girlfriend ran away from home if she didn't like it, and she didn't go far. She just found a chair in the community and sat down. A little bit, that's terrible, just watch, it will definitely turn the sky upside down.

"If necessary, we will contact you again."

Feng Bei dropped these words and left with Gao Ran and Zhao Sihai.

Gao Ran looked back and found that the man was standing in the yard looking up at the night sky. He also looked up, but there was not a single star.

As if aware of it, Song Min shifted his gaze from the night sky to the young man outside the courtyard.

Gao Ran met that deep gaze unexpectedly, he grinned and smiled politely.

The corners of Song Min's pursed lips moved slightly as a response.

Feng Bei was still driving when he went back, Zhao Sihai couldn't, and the wound on Gao Ran's left hand hadn't fully healed.

Feng Bei looked at the road conditions, "Xiao Zhao, you send two people to stay nearby, arrest Long Wu as soon as he appears, and pay attention to Song Min's movements, I always think he is a bit weird."

Zhao Sihai also felt that way, insisting on saying something was weird, but he couldn't say it.

Feng Bei noticed that the person in the passenger seat had been silent since getting in the car, "What are you thinking?"

Gao Ran looked at the night scene outside the car window, "Is there any problem with the file?"

Feng Bei said, "No."

Gao Ran breathed childishly at the window, drew a circle with his finger, and drew another circle, "I have noticed that none of the houses, including his bedroom, has a single woman's thing. I think...his lover and He does."

Zhao Sihai blurted out, "Also gay?"

He realized it later, and said with an uncomfortable dry laugh, "I don't mean anything else, the team is banned, Xiao Gao, so what, I just..."

Gao Ran said with a smile, "It's okay, Brother Zhao, you can order whatever you want."

Zhao Sihai let out a sigh, and he changed the topic, "If things are sent to the garbage station with the garbage, then they can't be taken back."

Feng Bei said, "Do your best."

Gao Ran's mouth was dry, and he picked up Feng Bei's water cup to drink, recalling what Jiang Xiang said to him before he died, only saying that it was No. 159 Changchun Road, could it be that he was not in the house, but in the The rest of that yard?

Preferably somewhere else in the yard where the chances of finding it are much better.

Zhao Sihai tut tut, "There is only one bed in the bedroom, it's very individual, do you want to try that in my wedding room?"

Gao Ran was taken aback, "Brother Zhao is getting married?"

Zhao Sihai couldn't hide a smile on his face, "Next year's June [-]st."

Gao Ran also smiled, the people he knows are happy, he often contacts, and he can feel happy, "Congratulations."

Zhao Sihai said, "There are a lot of things. I originally thought that at the end of next year, she would be on Children's Day. I said that when she gets married, she will be a married woman. No matter how thick-skinned she is, she will be embarrassed to celebrate Children's Day."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere in the car was not right. He didn't know where he said something wrong, and he was a little confused.

The two people in front did not speak.

Back then, Feng Bei promised Gao Ran that he would take him to the city to celebrate Children's Day when he waited for him that year. However, due to changes in personnel, he failed to go. A small regret was like a sharp stone, and it was left in the memory forever. Inside the long river.

Zhao Sihai got off the car and went home, only Feng Bei and Gao Ran were left in the car.

Gao Ran said abruptly, "Do you regret it?"

After a brief silence, Feng Bei's voice sounded, "Regret."

Gao Ran turned sideways, grabbed the clothes on the man's chest and pulled him to her side, moved her head closer, and pressed her lips against his.

There was a bit of fishy sweetness in Feng Bei's mouth, and he didn't back away, allowing the young man to do whatever he wanted to him.

Gao Ran's hand raised up to caress the man's shoulder, and went around to rub||caress the back of his neck, with a little provocation||tease and invitation.

Feng Bei clasped the young man's waist and stretched his big hands into his coat. He probably sweated, and bursts of damp | heat ran out of the sweater, and his tentacles were warm.

The vibration of the phone rang, which was very inappropriate.

Gao Ran lay on Feng Bei's shoulder panting, damn it, he was about to die, his neck hurt, and the little bit of rationality he had pulled back with all his efforts let go of his feet and ran away, never to be found again.

The vibrating sound of the phone stopped, and she lay quietly in Gao Ran's pocket, and it came again after a while.

Cursing high and low, a big hand took out the phone one step ahead of him, and a man's voice sounded in his ear, "Your brother."

The phone was turned on hands-free, and Gao Ran grabbed his sweaty hair and stroked it back. His breath was very uneven, as if he had just run 2000 meters. "What are you doing?"

On the other side is Gao Xing's consistent emphasizing that the high-cold smell is quite strong, and he is almost catching up with Chang'e in the moon sky, "Why not."

Gao Ran's face twitched fiercely, "On purpose?"

Whether happy or fast, "Yes."

Gao Ran caught his breath in his throat, "You are ruthless."

Gao Xing sneered, "My brother, Feng Bei's car has been driven for six or seven years, and its performance is not as good as before. Even if it is just produced, it can't compare with some famous brand cars. Take it easy, don't get paralyzed."

Gao Ran ignored his ambiguity, "You know I'm in the car?"

He cut his voice happily, "It's all thanks to your pile of books on administration and the basics of public security."

Gao Ran said, "Not bad, maybe one day your restaurant closes down, you can take a judicial exam."

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity." Gao Xing sighed, "I will open a branch at the end of the year, and I'm afraid it will be very difficult to go bankrupt in my lifetime."

Gao Ran, "..."

Ever since Gao Ran and Gao Xing confessed his relationship with Feng Bei last time, Gao Ran hasn't called him once, but he did, but no one answered, and this was the first time afterwards.

Everything is the same as before, happy to talk to Gao Ran, but he is still duplicity and awkward, it seems that the unpleasantness is just an illusion.

Gao Ran has a lot of friends, but not many close ones, and he doesn't want to lose any of them. He is happy to see that he has figured it out, and he is very happy, "Can you go out on a date on Saturday?"

Glad there is no sound.

Gao Ran said, "I'll go back to the apartment."

Happy to say, "What's none of my business?"

Gao Ran suppressed a smile, "It's okay, I'll just talk to you."

Happy to have no voice again.

Gao Ran held down the man's mischievous big hand, and rubbed his fingertips against the thick calluses of his palm, and asked happily and awkwardly, "What time?"

"If there is no emergency, I will leave the bureau around seven o'clock in the evening."

That end hung up.

Gao Ran leaned into the man's ear and said, "Go home?"

Feng Bei didn't answer, he started the car directly, and carried him into the room as soon as he got home.

The next morning, Gao Ran was awakened by a smell of paste. He didn't get up, and he was still lying in the warm bed. "Brother Bei, what new things are you developing?"

Feng Bei's voice came from the kitchen, "As long as there is something to eat!"

Gao Ran wrapped himself in the quilt and sighed contentedly. He really wanted to close his eyes, but when he opened them, he was already an old man with all his teeth missing and his hair thinning and white.

"Brother Xiaobei, I love you." Gao Ran raised his voice, "Brother Xiaobei, I love you——"

Everyone in the kitchen was stunned on the spot.

With a blushing face, Feng Beitong strode into the room, drew the curtains, kicked off his shoes and got into the bed, hugged her and kissed her.

In the morning, Gao Ran went to Feng Bei's office. There were other people there. He reported seriously, "Team Feng, from last night to this morning, there was only one person who showed up at Song Min's residence, and that was this."

He handed over the file, "Wei Shijin, 35 years old, from L City, freelance."

Feng Bei raised his eyelids and looked at Gao Ran.

Gao Ran nodded to him, this Wei Shijin was Song Min's lover, with peach blossoms on his face, he looked romantic and fortunate.

Zhao Sihai leaned over, and he was another top-notch handsome guy. He rubbed his face. Fortunately, he has a partner, otherwise he would have a strong sense of crisis. What exactly is so-called freelancing.”

"Look it up and you'll find out."

Feng Bei threw the file on the table, "Do you have any clues about the part-time workers, the garbage station, and the moving company?"

Several people who followed up said, "None."

Gao Ran thought for a while, "Why don't I go there in the morning."

Feng Bei waved his hand, "Those two people have strange origins, so don't contact them for now, let's find out where Long Wu is."

On Tuesday afternoon, a wedding invitation was delivered to Feng Bei. Zheng Jiahui was getting married, and he brought Gao Ran back to City Y for a wedding reception the day before.

The goose feathers were snowing heavily, Feng Bei's car drove slowly, and he didn't arrive in City Y until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Gao Ran has a home now and can't go back, so he asked Feng Bei to drive by the gate of the community, then turned back and parked on the side of the road, and drove away after a long time.

On the day of the wedding, the snow stopped, and the sun broke through the clouds to reveal her face. She was as shy as a girl with yellow flowers who had never been out of the pavilion.

The temperature was very low, the sun didn't shine much warmth, and the only thing that was satisfactory was that there was no strong wind.

The groom's family is in the city, and he is from a medical family. He and the bride are college classmates. They have been secretly in love for many years before they came to fruition.

Zheng Jiahui made a choice between the person I love and the person who loves me.

She also wants to have the best of both worlds, but there is a certain chance that the person I love happens to also love me, and not everyone can catch up.

If you can't keep up, you can only make do with it, pay attention to it, and hope that the days will go on in a safe and stable way, and maybe you will be able to develop feelings when you live.

After all, love is not all that supports a marriage, it only occupies a small part.

Zheng Jiahui's family is in the county, and the groom did not pick her up from the county, but picked her up from a hotel in the city to their wedding room.

This is what Zheng Jiahui meant. Driving on the highway for several hours in snowy weather is too troublesome. It's better to find a hotel. Her parents followed her way in this matter.

The people in Bureau Zheng are in good spirits on happy occasions, and they always smile kindly when they see everyone.

All the people from the Public Security Bureau who had no mission came, all in police uniforms, neat and rigorous, and Yang Zhi was among them. His complexion looked better than a few months ago.

Feng Bei gave him a cigarette and greeted each other, everything was fine.

Gao Ran squatted on the steps and ate peanut candies, eating non-stop, when a young and beautiful girl came over to strike up a conversation.

Feng Bei saw it from the corner of his eye, and with a flicker of smoke from his mouth, he immediately greeted Yang Zhi, who approached there, with a strong sense of territoriality, as well as the desire to monopolize.

The beautiful girl was curious about the relationship between Gao Ran and Feng Bei, and asked with her eyes.

Gao Ran's mood dropped a lot all of a sudden, he had a terrible feeling that even after ten years, he still couldn't introduce Feng Bei in public, saying, this is my boyfriend.

Feng Bei could see what the young man was thinking, he dragged him to a secluded corner, and hugged him comfortingly.

As soon as the wedding march sounded, Zheng Jiahui appeared holding her father's arm, and walked towards the groom step by step to welcome everyone's blessings.

This moment is undoubtedly sacred.

Zheng Jiahui saw Feng Bei at a glance, and spent the best years of her life following the figure of this man, waiting for him to look back at her at a certain moment, give him a hug, or a smile, even though it was still a one-man show in the end, she Still no regrets.

I tried my best to love, which proved that it was not my fate.

Zheng Jiahui glanced at the young man beside Feng Bei, what he said, Feng Bei bent his back and stared sideways, his eyes were gentle, and there was a pampering in them.

Zheng Jiahui had seen that look before.

At that time, she went to the hospital because of rhinitis. When she met Zhao Sihai and learned that the young man was unconscious, she went to the ward out of good intentions to see if there was anything that needed help.

It was there that Zheng Jiahui saw Feng Bei coming out of the ward, with red eyes, unshaven beard, and a haggard appearance. She was horrified, and forgot to say hello. She just watched Feng Bei come back, bent down and pressed her lips to the young man's forehead .

Zheng Jiahui, who was standing outside the door of the ward, had cold hands and feet. She didn't know how she ran away, and locked herself in the room when she got home.

What happened in the past few years appeared in front of her eyes, and she felt like waking up from a dream.

Zheng Jiahui withdrew her gaze and followed her father to her husband. In her life, she would never disclose Feng Bei's affairs to outsiders. It was the choice he made for her own life.

She blesses him.

Feeling the happy and lively atmosphere, Gao Ran was very envious and blurted out, "Brother Xiao Bei, can we get married?"

Feng Bei's body trembled, he pursed his lips, with a serious expression, "I'll check it later on the Internet, it's not going to work in China, but there may be hope in foreign countries."

Gao Ran was stunned.

Feng Bei put on an injured look, "Why, are you just kidding?"

Gao Ran hurriedly said, "No, I'm serious."

The corners of Feng Bei's mouth couldn't be restrained, and while everyone was looking at the bride and groom, and the master of ceremonies attracted his attention, he held Gao Ran's hand, rubbing his wide phalanges into Gao Ran's fingers, interlocking his fingers .

Gao Ran saw that Zheng Jiahui's face turned red like an apple because of the emcee's trouble, and he asked again, "Brother Bei, when we get married, who is the bride?"

Feng Bei glanced at him, wanting to kiss him, "It must be you."

Gao Ran said, "The reason."

Feng Bei signaled that he could not see the two on the stage, "The bride is shorter than the groom."

Gao Ran is not so easy to handle, "In some couples, the female is taller than the male."

Feng Bei has a back move, "The bride is the head of the family, in charge of the economic power, has the right to say what she wants, does not need to be responsible for housework, only needs to distribute tasks, Valentine's Day, Children's Day, Mid-Autumn Festival and other festivals. You can make unreasonable troubles anytime, anywhere."

Gao Ran was stunned when he heard that.

Feng Bei's voice was hoarse and his eyes were burning hot, "Are you right?"

Gao Ran said, "Dang."