Thunder can't catch fire

The days passed day by day, and when September was approaching, more and more students gathered in coffee shops and KFC to rush to copy their summer homework, and everywhere they went, there were noisy crowds.Relatively speaking, Starbucks is much quieter.Han Zheng was sitting on the chair in the corner, with a laptop on the table and piles of documents in hand.

Zhou Yan was sitting opposite him, holding in his hand a book that Han Zheng randomly found for him. It was about psychology. He had read it for two days, but he still didn't understand it. Only half of it came into his mind.

Luo Yujing still has no news, just like Sun Xiaozhen at that time.What is "everyone who walks will leave traces"?If a person really wants to leave quietly, it is very difficult to be found.

This matter is like the temperature that is gradually decreasing this summer, and it is slowly cooling down.There are countless new things happening in this city every day, everyone is busy with their own affairs in their own world, maybe in another month, no one will remember the girl who used to report to the news repeatedly.

With the passage of time, Zhou Yan has gradually gotten used to Han Zheng's presence, brushing his teeth and washing his face together, doing laundry and cooking together, getting up and sleeping peacefully together...

The more you get used to it, the more you panic.

Zhou Yan knew in his heart that Han Zheng always had to leave.Qin Feifei called him again late yesterday. It seemed that Mr. Qin was hospitalized and wanted to see him very much.He stood not far away and looked at Han Zheng, watching him frown all the time, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was saying.But he could see that Han Zheng had been shaken.

To a certain extent, the two of them are very similar, with the same soft heart, Han Zheng is even more ruthless than him, and they always can't be thorough and heartless when dealing with their relatives.

Zhou Yan's former psychiatrist said that such a person is more likely to be injured.

"Why are you absent-minded?" Han Zheng looked up from his pile of materials at some point, and tapped his head mercilessly with the pen in his hand, with a smile in his bright eyes, "Hey, after reading it I'm going to test you later."

"Cut." Zhou Yan smiled, and suddenly said, "Brother Zheng, you're going to work next week. Otherwise, why don't you go home?"

Han Zheng's expression changed in half a second.

"Drive me away?"

"No." Zhou Yan smiled helplessly, "I see that you have been restless these days. Forget it, it's almost the same. The old man has raised you for so many years, and now you are quite old. Don't tell me that you really want to be with him. Cut off the relationship. Your name is written on the Qin family's household registration book. If homosexuality is legal in the future, we will have to ask for that book when we go to register. "

It was originally an embarrassing and serious matter, but it seemed to change instantly after being said by Zhou Yan.Han Zheng couldn't help laughing, and it took a while to suppress his smile, turn his pen, lean back slowly, and let out a deep breath: "All right. Now that you've said that, then I'm really going back?"

"Ah."

"Not upset?"

"Sad. But Xiaobie is better than Xinhuan."

Zhou Yan's shoes touched Han Zheng's upper. Han Zheng shrank his feet, looked down at a faint stain on his white upper with a frown: "What's wrong with you? You used to kick people, but now you are Stepping on people. Do you know that I have a clean freak to tease me?"

"Come on, don't get cheap and act good. I brushed all your shoes. They are as good as new after brushing." Zhou Yan muttered, "I didn't see how clean your underwear was washed..."

There is a feeling of life between them, food, rice, oil, salt, laundry and cooking, and occasionally disputes, most of the time they are harmonious and sweet, this feeling is something that Zhou Yan and Ding Yizhao have never experienced when they were together.

He thought, maybe this is the so-called happiness.

Han Zheng was very efficient in his work, so he called Qin Feifei that night and said he would go home the next morning.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky hadn't completely darkened yet. Normally, the two of them had already finished their baths and were sitting on the floor, shirtless, holding the handles and playing games. There must be a watermelon cut in half next to them. A small spoon, a "GameOver", rushing to dig out the other half of the sweetest watermelon heart, childish like two children.

But now Zhou Yan was leaning on the door panel, watching Han Zheng pack his luggage, carefully roll up the clothes one by one, and then put them in the suitcase and arrange them neatly. The two hadn't communicated for a long time.

When Han Zheng wanted to put the electric razor into the box, Zhou Yan finally couldn't help but said, "Why take it away? Just put it here."

The subtext is: Don't you plan to never come back?

Han Zheng squatted and looked up at him, squinting his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Tsk tsk, it's finally exposed. Are you so reluctant to part with me?"

"Yes, yes, I can't bear it, I regret it, is that okay?" Zhou Yan walked up to him and knelt down together, flipped through his folded clothes, and pouted, "Don't bring the new ones you bought in the past two months. Gone. Let me have a thought."

"I'm not dead." Han Zheng was speechless, "Hey, don't make trouble, my electric shaver has been with me for a long time, and it's not expensive. I took it to the store to fix it when it went wrong a few times, and I used it for the rest. I'm not used to it."

Han Zheng is a very nostalgic person, so Zhou Yan's "throwing and throwing" minimalism has a world of difference in how he treats objects. Zhou Yan watched him put the razor in the small pocket in the compartment of the suitcase Li, heartbroken to the point of death.

No one slept soundly that night, especially Zhou Yan, who tossed and turned back and forth, Han Zheng almost kicked him off.However, although the two suffered from insomnia together, they rarely chatted. In the end, neither of them knew when they fell asleep with each other.

The last night passed in such a muddle.

Early the next morning, while the two were still asleep, they were woken up by the sound of car horns downstairs. Zhou Yan opened the window angrily and looked down, only to see Qin Feifei's little Erbaiwu sitting in the car looking With a head out, he smiled and waved at him.

Zhou Yan was so angry that he closed the window with a "bang". When he turned his head, Han Zheng got up from the bed at some point, stood behind him, put his arms around his waist from behind, lowered his head slightly, and kissed him. the nape of the neck.

That kiss was very deep, and when it was released, it left a red mark that was not deep and not shallow.

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows: "... Guess if Qin Feifei will see it?"

Han Zheng: "..."

Qin Feifei expressed considerable enthusiasm and excitement for Han Zheng's going home, and even though Han Zheng had a car, he deliberately gave up and drove his own little Mini for a stroll.

"After we go back and put down our things, let's go to the hospital to see grandpa together!" Qin Feifei said to Han Zheng with a smile while eating the iced mung bean soup made by Zhou Yan, "Early this morning, Wang Po went out to buy a There are a lot of dishes! They are all your favorites!"

Han Zheng responded vaguely, with a calm and indifferent expression. Qin Feifei kept quiet after being high for a while, and secretly made a flat-mouthed expression at Zhou Yan, looking a little depressed.

Zhou Yan originally wanted to "see off each other at eighteen miles" and go to the city together in Han Zheng's car, but since Qin Feifei has come, he is also embarrassed—the two big men are still chattering, and they are small Doesn't the girl have to laugh out loud when she sees it?

So, Han Zheng really left without even a parting hug.Before Han Zheng left, he only said, "I'll pick you up in the city in two days", and there was no more to say.

Returning to the empty house alone again, traces of Han Zheng's life were still left in the bedroom and bathroom, Zhou Yan felt that his mood at the moment was no different from that of a complaining woman.

He took a cold shower dejectedly, washed the dishes dejectedly, and when he walked out of the kitchen, his eyes glanced away inadvertently, and he suddenly froze.

How did the door open?

The folk customs in this area are simple and the law and order are very good. There have never been thieves, but there are not a few households with cats and dogs. Zhou Yan has an inexplicable fear of small animals. Several puppies ran into the house and turned the kitchen upside down. Therefore, when people are not in the yard, it has become his habit to close but not lock the door.

Could it be... there really are thieves?

Zhou Yan's temples jumped suddenly, he looked around for a while, then walked into the kitchen very lightly, picked up a wooden stick behind the door, and was about to go out, when he suddenly heard the noise coming from behind the stove. Soso's sound.

What kind of thief is this?Nothing to steal from the stove?Steal ashes?

"Come out, don't hide, I've seen your shoes." Actually, it's just the heel of a shoe. I don't know how the thief did it. Before he could steal anything, the fox's tail was exposed first.

After a while, "Fox" poked his head out from behind the stove timidly.

Zhou Yan: "..."

Luo Luoluo... Luo Yujing? ? ? ! ! !

The white clothes she was wearing on her body have become dirty, and she can hardly see the original color. Her long hair is loose, messy and greasy, her face is clean, but her face is so haggard that it is difficult to recognize, and the bags under her eyes seem to be falling out. down.

"Why are you here?!"

Zhou Yan's current mood cannot be simply described as "shocked", it can only be described as "it's a dog".

Luo Yujing drooped her head, looking extremely depressed, no longer the usual arrogance and domineering: "I don't know where to go." Her voice trembled, her expression was in a daze, and she looked at him with confused eyes, " I dare not go back...my mother and my brother will kill me...and those policemen..."

She didn't say a few words, tears fell down, and while grabbing the corner of Zhou Yan's clothes, she shook her head desperately: "I really... I really didn't mean it! That person... that person..."

It seemed that Luo Yujing was still in shock. Zhou Yan didn't know what happened that day, but it must not be a trivial matter to scare Luo Yujing and even hit her like this.

However, Luo Yujing has always been impulsive and unpredictable in her speech and actions. Zhou Yan didn't want to ask her where she had been hiding all this time, and she didn't want to know how she got here. He just wanted to ask her, "What are you going to do next? ".

"You will take me in, right?" Luo Yujing lowered her head, sobbing softly, slowly took the glass of ice water Zhou Yan handed over, and drank it all in one gulp, "When I was young, whenever I made a mistake, Neither Luo Jinfeng nor Luo Jinchen will protect me, only you will help me with a blind eye."

Luo Yujing held his hand and said pitifully, "Brother Zhou Yan, I remember everything."

"You have always tolerated me so much, that's why I dare to have confidence in you. What I did wrong before, I'm sorry, but this time, you must help me..."

The way she speaks is sincere, but Zhou Yan is not a fool. He knows that this girl was frightened and went to the doctor in a hurry. What she is saying now may not be her sincere words, but there should be no time to entangle with those twists and turns. Thoughts.

He felt that he was quite perverted, and it was obviously such an outrageous thing, but Luo Yujing really came to him, and there was a faint joy and comfort in his heart.

He is not the kind of person who can remain rational under any circumstances, and what happened to Luo Jinchen has already shown this point.Looking at Luo Yujing's pleading eyes, Zhou Yan felt that she was still the stubborn, willful and ignorant little girl back then.

He was her brother after all.Even if she never called him "brother" from the bottom of her heart.

Perhaps at this time, the best way to deal with it is to take her to the police station right away and explain everything clearly. Since Luo Yujing feels that she is not guilty, then it is up to her to decide whether it is fair or not.Besides, he had Han Zheng standing behind him.

However, after a short thought, Zhou Yan gave another answer.

He looked into her eyes and made a slow and low voice: "You stay here first. I promise you, I won't tell anyone."

All wrong beginnings are finalized in an instant.

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