crime scene

"Su Nian, the cafeteria downstairs?"

"Sleepy."

During the big class break on Monday, almost all the students in the school went to run and practice, except Su Nian, who was on the same path as her front desk.

After 1215, Xie Qian dragged himself to run around the community at six o'clock every morning.

It seems that because Su Nian did not give some detailed explanations for the case, he deliberately increased the amount of exercise.

If you continue to run after class, you will probably die of exhaustion.

The front desk is the same way, and it can be said that he is a god-man. His studies are average, his exams are average, and his sports are average, but he can collide head-on with the goddess of luck every time. In the third year of high school, I still sit firmly at the front desk.

Lu Zitong chewed the crispy noodles, and stretched out his hand to push Su Nian who was sleeping on the desk.

"Get up, have you finished your English homework? Let me borrow it to look at you."

Well, admiration, that's a great word to use.

As soon as Su Nian took out "5 Years of College Entrance Examination, 3 Years of Simulation" from his desk, Lu Zitong grabbed it and copied it.

"Su Nian, will you come to the year-end party or not? You missed it for two years. This time is a huge party arranged by the school, specially for our senior year."

Su Nian rubbed her eyes and straightened up.

He stopped sleeping and couldn't sleep.

"By the way, I remember that your deskmate was the first in grade in the last monthly exam? In fact, you don't sleep in class and don't ask for leave. You also work hard to surpass her."

I can surpass her even if I don’t work hard, but how tiring it is to be the first in the grade. I am at the same table, a chubby girl with thick glasses, and several hairs are gray at a young age. I don't care if the table is grass.

There are a total of 42 students in the liberal arts key class, 8 of whom are boys.

The final exam was just around the corner, and the atmosphere in the key class was extremely depressing. Su Nian really couldn't understand what these girls were trying so hard to do.

"After the holiday, I'm going to go out to work to earn money. I've been looking at a keyboard for a long time. Do you want Su Nian to come together?"

Part-time jobs... They never paid wages when they worked for the criminal police team.

"No." Su Nian thought about it and refused.

"Manly man, it's not good to ask parents for more pocket money, right?"

Su Nian nodded.

"Let's go to work together."

"Do not."

How good is this iceberg?Why do two out of five people in the class like it?How handsome is he?

Sorry, handsome is great.

Su Nian refused the night self-study every night. When the bell rang for the end of the fourth period in the afternoon, Su Nian collected a few books and left the school.

Xiqian gets off work at 5:[-], and the school closes at [-]:[-], every time Xiqian will wait at the door for about ten minutes.

"Shall we buy some auspicious wontons and eat at home today?" Xie Qian asked while driving.

"You bought everything and asked me."

Xie Qian smiled, "I haven't eaten it for a long time, your favorite stuffed corn and shrimp."

Getting off work, shopping for vegetables and cooking, and picking up Su Nian from school were the most peaceful moments for Qian Qian who was used to seeing corpses.

What can actually be held in the hand is the most real.

Xie Qian was whistling and washing the dishes in the kitchen. He had played that tune countless times, Love Song 1990, a song from the last century, but it was exceptionally nice.

Su Nian was doing her homework on the table, and looked up at his busy back, how she looked like a newly married young woman, driving the air around her, spreading the unfading girlish heart.

"Nian Nian, it's almost New Year's Day, is your mother coming back?"

Su Nian came back to his senses, put down the fountain pen, the homework was almost done, there are still a few left to go to school to make up.

For the criminal police, the memory of time, date and place is many times stronger than that of students who "only know [-], [-], [-], [-], [-], [-], [-], but don't know fifteen and the first day of junior high school".

"It seems to be... the morning of the 31st, staying for a week, what date is it today?"

"It's 29, Wednesday the 31st, you go to school, when will I pick her up?"

"Listen to you."

Xie Qian shook off the water stains on his hands, and didn't even bother to use the towels, so he went back to the house to pack his things.

"I'm going back to the dormitory for a few days, Mimi, you have to eat on time, Nian Nian didn't know how to take care of you when you brought that brat home, if he forgets to cook for you, you can bite him, don't give me face. "

"Meow?" The short-legged cat flicked its tail and tilted its head.

Su Nian stacked the books together and put them on the corner of the table, ignored the naive uncle, got up and went to the attic.

It seems that he will miss the party in the last year of high school again.

On the morning of the 31st, Xie Qian picked up the plane at the gate of the airport. The sun was shining brightly that day, and the sun was a little dazzling. The sky was so blue that it was cloudless.From a distance, he saw Wang Ruixue wearing a black leather jacket, raising her hands to block the glare of the sun.

Xie Qian leaned out from the car window, waved his hand, and quickly got out of the car to help Wang Ruixue with his luggage.

The big and small bags of luggage, Xie Qian knew in his heart that almost all of them contained snacks brought back from the United States, and there should be clothes brought back for Su Nian.

"Big sister, why are you dressed like a gangster?" Xie Qian joked, opened the car door, and asked someone to sit in the back seat.

"Stop talking, where's my son?"

"Have you been too stupid in the United States? Today is Wednesday, and your child's school is in class, so you can take a break and have a meal together at noon?"

"Oh..." Wang Ruixue lost a lot all of a sudden, she shook her head and asked again, "Then how is he at school, does he have a girlfriend?"

"What's the use of asking me if he has a girlfriend?"

"What did you take care of him for?"

This conversation happened as early as last year, and the year before last. Su Nian was still the same. He didn't have many friends at school, but he had received several love letters, including those in the same class, the same grade, and even lower grades.

Xie Qian saw it from a big box on Su Nian's bookshelf. All the letters were not opened, but were kept in a treasure.

Qianqian can't do it, his hands are itchy, so he unpacked and read it while Su Nian was not at home.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at it, goosebumps fall all over the ground, sour and numb.

"He hasn't had much emotional fluctuations, and he's been making jokes recently, but he still has nightmares almost every night."

Wang Ruixue nodded and stopped talking, there was nothing more to ask.

"You didn't even ask how I was doing!" Xie Qian was dissatisfied.

"Still single, but much more refined, you have to thank my son for that."

"Who said that?" Xi Qian smiled lightly, "Why can't I have a petite date?"

"The clothing is simple, there are no more than three colors for the whole body, black cardigan and white sweater, Martin boots and dark jeans with a slim fit, the clothes have a faint lemon smell, coffee is always in the car, judging from the cigarette butts left in the ashtray , It should be soft." Wang Ruixue reached for a bottle of coffee, unscrewed it and took a few sips, "The taste is very strong. In summary, the details of your personal life have been contracted by my son. The object is my son?"