Banquet

After dinner, Gu Yan accompanied Zhao Su to the backyard for a walk.

Shen Yu and Zhao Changan walked behind.

The backyard is Zhao Su's favorite place.

The waterside promenade, flowers, plants and trees are all designed and placed by the old man with reference to the gardens in the south of the Yangtze River.

Elegant and secluded, it is Zhao Su's proud work.

He introduced the design concept to Gu Yan while walking, and Shen Yu and the others fell behind after a while.

Shen Yu quietly admired the scenery along the road, Zhao Changan suddenly stopped.

Her voice was as calm as a cold spring: "Brother Shen Yu, do you have anything to ask me?"

The girl stood beside the rockery, her face was as beautiful as frost and snow. Although she was still young, she faintly looked like a fair lady.

Shen Yu's eyes were stained with a faint smile, he bent down and replied: "Then are you full?"

Zhao Changan was taken aback.

Childishness and bewilderment were added to her reluctantly serious face.

Unlike Gu Yan, Shen Yu seldom gives people a sense of oppression and majesty.

He always gives people a cool and cold feeling, is polite and polite to people, and does not make people so close.

But after getting in touch with Gu Yan, Zhao Chang'an realized that there are people who are dignified and dignified, who don't get close to please, but maintain a gentle heart.

There are people who are close in words and friendly to others, but in fact they have hidden mountains and rivers in their stomachs, trying to figure out the deep meaning behind every sentence of yours, and pondering the gains and losses of every transaction.

She always habitually puts on a scheming look in front of Gu Yan, and reveals her delicate and difficult nature in front of Shen Yu.

Zhao Changan stomped his feet and said earnestly, "Why are you going to the front line as a clerk? To be honest, are you following that stinky thing and investigating some cases!"

Shen Yu laughed and said, "Smelly thing?"

Zhao Changan looked like a squirrel with puffed cheeks, pretty and cute.

Shen Yu poked her face with her hand, and said with a smile: "You mean Gu Yan? He is not a bad person, he treats me very well."

Zhao Changan asked maliciously, "Is that your boyfriend?"

This looks exactly the same as when they had a discussion under the street lights, but the answerers have changed.

Shen Yu thought for a moment, then said seriously, "No, he is my partner."

my partner.

He himself hesitated for a long time, as Zhao Changan said, boyfriend, partner, bed partner, or lover.

Everyone has a long and short life, and the people and things they meet are also strange.

I can't find a definition for such a person, except for the word partner.

These two words should be mutual support, lovers, confidants, partners and friends who will carry each other until old age.

Zhao Changan asked playfully: "Then what if he dies one day?"

Every time the girl pretended to be naughty and asked questions, she actually pierced the beautiful skin and reached her heart.

"Since we are partners, we must live and die together. What doubts do you have?"

The moon is white, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

Shen Yu's calm and gentle answer made Zhao Changan feel like he saw a ghost.

She couldn't help but think of Gu Yan's domineering and assertive answer that day.

She used to laugh at that stinking thing's wild selfishness, arrogance and willfulness, but she never thought that a seemingly cold-hearted person like Shen Yu would have the same reply.

Will Ache treat me like this?

The gentle boy smiled contentedly under the gardenia.

he will.So would I treat him like this?

Why should I die with him?

I am attached to life, attached to the world, attached to all good things.

I may not be able to do it.

I may not be able to do it.

Zhao Changan was in a state of confusion for a moment, and she continued in a cold voice: "You haven't answered my question yet, secretary."

Shen Yu looked at the flowers under the moon, and said quietly: "Are you investigating the case?"

"Yes, my father was prosecuted by Ming Guoqiang in the second trial. I really want to find out whether it is true or not."

The young man stood up and stood beside Duohua.

That flower seemed to carry a lot of his joy and anger.

There is heavy rain, there is sunshine, there are all kinds of joy and sorrow.

He stared at it, full of thoughts.

Zhao Changan frowned and said, "You know I was involved in the case, why didn't you ask me if I have any clues or evidence?"

Shen Yu said frankly: "Indeed, I really wanted to ask you and ask you to confirm."

Zhao Changan looked at him with wide eyes, full of expectation.

Shen Yu flicked her forehead helplessly, and said, "But I saw you today, aren't you trying to integrate into your new life?"

I just gave up.

The old dream is full of sin and blood, so why should I stir you into it for my own sake.

Zhao Changan had a rare moment of silence, and then said in a cold voice, "How can there be a new life?"

"Heaven's law is clear, the wicked don't die, the dead father is uneasy, Ah Che is uneasy, and I am uneasy."

She took off the thorny flower without hesitation, looked at Shen Yu, and said quietly: "You and I join hands, I don't believe in Gu Yan, I only believe in you."

"I'll tell you everything I've seen and heard until the end of the trial. I'll also be your witness and tell you all the truth."

"Secretary, let me see if there is any crime that can be buried deep in the loess and silence the mouth of the dead."

"Let's cooperate."

Shen Yu pinched her face and said, "Don't show such an expression."

Zhao Changan immediately exhausted all her efforts, and she looked at Shen Yu angrily.

Shen Yu's elegant eyebrows were gentle and quiet under the moonlight.

"Finding out the truth is the way to go, but don't distort your own nature."

His voice is cool, like a stream flowing from under a rock, reflecting the light of mountains and the moon.

"I used to be like you. In order to find out what to get, I pretended to suppress myself. I was exhausted, but still got nothing. At that moment, the loneliness flooded me like a torrent."

"Until one day I discovered that even though I tried my best not to be a burden to others, there were still people behind me making sacrifices and making concessions for me."

"They are friends, they are relatives, they are partners."

"The burden is really heavy. When I choose to share it with others, it is no longer a shackle, but a goal."

"Say your request sincerely, and someone will respond to you."

Human beings are always more accustomed to trying to give up trust, gain trust, and finally have trust than to undertake independently.

The night of independent support is too long, such as travelers trekking, swimming in the lonely sea, and surviving in the wilderness.

When I choose to deliver, it does not mean my weakness and incompetence, but my trust and entrustment.

This is more precious and profound than my entire life.

On a long road, after all, someone will look back and someone will stand by you.

Footsteps came from ahead, Zhao Changan looked up.

The man seemed displeased and said, "Why didn't you follow?"

Shen Yu greeted him with a smile.

Luckily I got him.

The many flowers are blooming quietly on the side, rich and fragrant.

The holiday was not too long, and Shen Yu went to work the next day.

In the morning in Beijing, everything is congested.

There were so many people on the subway, it was very inconvenient for Shen Yu to answer the call.

"Well, get off work on time."

"I have something to do tomorrow."

Gu Yan was driving and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shen Yu grabbed the handrail of the horizontal bar, and the crowd rushed to and fro, making physical contact almost unavoidable.

It took him a while to answer.

"Shen Jiaqi's house needs to pay the property fee."

Gu Yan said with a smile: "Doesn't he live in Beijing, and he also has to pay the fee?"

"Originally it belonged to my dad, but later it was transferred to his name."

Feeling his helplessness, Gu Yan said, "I also have a case, and I have to go on a business trip."

When the subway finally arrived at the station, Shen Yu let out a long sigh of relief.

Watching him disappear from sight, Xia Chenyuan came out from behind the billboard and left slowly.

"Is the tracker ready?"

"Put it away."

"The signal jammer is also installed?"

Xia Chenyuan asked: "Do you need to be so cautious?"

The man looked like snow: "I like to kill with one blow, and I don't like the prey struggling."

Gu Xun threw a fist at him: "Try this improved version of Scout."

Xia Chenyuan tried his hand, and it was really good, and said: "You are best at gun modification?"

Gu Xun put on his gloves again, as if he didn't care about such things.

"By tomorrow, you will know."

Gu Xun said in a low voice.

Twelve midnight.

Zhao Rou woke up from her sleep.

"What?" Gu Mingyuan was in a shallow sleep, and he woke up when his wife moved slightly.

"It's okay." Zhao Rou's long hair was soaked with sweat and scattered on her face.

Gu Mingyuan didn't say anything, got up and made a cup of ginger tea for his wife to warm her up.

Ginger tea did not comfort her.

Zhao Rou still felt that she was soaked in the icy snow water, and her whole body was cold.

"You can't stay up all night sad." Gu Mingyuan whispered.

Since that day in the ice cave, Zhao Rou's body has fallen to the root of the disease, and it has become more serious in recent years.

"Ming Yuan, I'm panicking." Zhao Rou said anxiously, "I feel that something is about to happen."

Her breathing flustered, her beautiful eyes drifted away.

Gu Mingyuan comforted in a low voice: "It will be fine, don't worry."

"Where's Gu Yan? Why didn't he come home recently? Where did he go?" Zhao Rou asked repeatedly.

"He lives with Dad. It's okay. I'll let him come back tomorrow."

Zhao Rou closed her eyes slightly, still feeling uneasy, and finally fell into a dream under her husband's whispered comfort.

She whispered softly, as if whispering: "It's better not to call him back, the child is getting older...it's always getting busier..."

In her sleep, Zhao Rou was still preoccupied, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

Gu Mingyuan waited until her breath was stable before getting up lightly.

He changed into a formal suit and went downstairs.

The servant on the first floor came out of the room drowsily when he heard the sound.

"Sorry, woke you up?" Gu Mingyuan whispered, "Go back and rest, I'm going to drive out."

Gu Mingyuan seldom drives, and everyone around him knows that he doesn't like these things that restrict people. Hearing the master's order, the servant stepped back.

The black sedan drove into a prison in the suburbs.

Gu Mingyuan got off the car and drove all the way to the depths.

There is an independent small room in the depths, and no one visits it on weekdays.

The policemen opened the door for Gu Mingyuan, and then guarded outside.

The people in the room were calm and calm, as if they were not detained for a long time, but visitors and friends.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the man had not fallen asleep.

He looked at Gu Mingyuan in surprise, and said, "Didn't you say we won't meet?"

"Are you okay?" Gu Ming asked a little irritably, far less polite than him.

The man said lightly: "It's better than you." He looked at Gu Mingyuan and asked, "What happened, did something happen to Cheng Yan?"

Gu Mingyuan said irritably: "I don't know, Ah Rou is very disturbed tonight, and I am also very anxious, always feel that something will happen."

He added: "The first thing I thought of was you, but I have issued a strict order to prohibit anyone from visiting the prison, so as to avoid the possibility of outsiders. Is there any internal danger? Jiang Zetao."

Jiang Zetao wondered: "Both of you are frightened at the same time, shouldn't you be worried about Gu Yan?"

Gu Mingyuan said indifferently: "We have been planning this game for 20 years, isn't it you who are most likely to be in danger?"

Thinking of his son, a faint smile appeared on his face: "What will happen to him, even if there is, it's still a small trouble with his ability."

Jiang Zetao recalled the time when he first became a father, and said with a tender expression: "Yes, my own children are always the best."

With a relaxed expression, Gu Mingyuan said to Jiang Zetao: "According to the name you gave me back then, Qi Fengcheng, I searched all over Beijing dozens of times and couldn't find it."

He smiled lightly, and added, "It was only after listening to Gu Yan's conversation with his mother that I got the idea to investigate."

"He has changed his name to Shen Yu now, and is studying law."

"At the Zhao family dinner a few days ago, I took a look at him from a distance. He is a handsome and handsome boy."

Jiang Zetao listened carefully and sighed, "You have been bothered all these years."

Gu Mingyuan didn't care much and said, "You've been thinking too hard. You were afraid that he would stay in the country, and that he would be bullied again when he came to Beijing. You informed me in advance, but he changed his name and surname and hid in Beijing for so many years."

"But he was still involved." Jiang Zetao sighed.

Gu Mingyuan was speechless for a while, and after a while, Jiang Zetao said, "You don't have to feel guilty. The most difficult person to be caught in these years is you."

Gu Mingyuan smiled faintly, and said: "Why do you say that, if you hadn't revisited the old place and risked yourself, how would you have the opportunity now."

"Since Xia Chenyuan is out, the people behind the scenes must be unable to hold back, and there will be a new killer move soon, you must remember to be careful in everything, and don't come again."

Gu Mingyuan nodded, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and asked, "You have fought against that person before, so what do you know about his glove routine?"

He thought of his disturbed wife and expected Jiang Zetao to remind him.

Jiang Zetao said lightly: "Yes, he has two characteristics in his work."

After he stood up in the small prison cell, there was a faint aura of rolling clouds and surging waves.

Even though that man was imprisoned, his aura of arrogance still made people look up to and admire him.

"This person is good at sniping and blasting." He said slowly.

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