Boss, stay!

Calls were not answered, the doorbell was answered, and there was still a pool of blood at the door, so Ling Qiu swore to open the door with the key in a panic.

The room was dark, with stuffy air rushing towards her face, mixed with an indescribable smell, she hurriedly fumbled to turn on the light, the light filled the whole room with a bang, accompanied by a slightly painful groan.

Ling Qiu swore to look at the source of the voice, it was Ji Kangcheng.

He lay on his side on the ground, raised one arm to cover his eyes, curled up, covered a dark space with his arms, as if he was about to fall asleep again, a winding bloodstain on the ground stretched all the way to the outside of the door, Ling Qiu Xie felt nervous for a moment, but seeing that Ji Kangcheng didn't have any major injuries, he felt relieved a little.

Ling Qiu vowed to put the dinner aside, sat in front of Ji Kangcheng, and shook his arm: "Are you still sleeping?"

Ji Kangcheng didn't respond, and Ling Qiu swore to pat him on the face: "Eldest son, you can sleep well with the smell in this room, aren't you afraid of being poisoned? I'll turn on the air conditioner for us, you get up first, today It's your birthday, why don't you eat a bowl of longevity noodles? Yo, what's wrong with this face?"

It was the scar on his face when he smashed the wine bottle last night, a thin, scabbed scar, like a half red thread hanging on his face.Ji Kangcheng pushed away Ling Qiu's hand touching his face.

She didn't force you to shit, she got up, and found the source of the poisonous gas without looking around - the dining table was full of food, and there was a bunch of deep red roses dotted in it, and a cardboard box was squeezed next to it, Ling Qiu When I opened it, it was a cake. The cream exuded a smell that could suffocate people because of deterioration, and the shape also collapsed. Only a smiling mouth could be vaguely seen.

They planned to have an early birthday last night.

Ling Qiu swore to be silent for a while, took a photo, and then packed up and threw the poisonous food into the trash can. It was a pity that the whole table was painstaking.

The roses remained, and stood by the table.

There was a package tied with a bow on a stool. Ling Qiu swore to pick it up. It was still a bit heavy. She thought it was a gift. She put it in Ji Kangcheng's bedroom, next to his pillow, where he would definitely see it.

Throwing this table of food into the trash can can still emit poisonous gas, Ling Qiu vowed to walk outside with the trash bag, looked at Ji Kangcheng when passing by, he changed his posture, curled up on the ground without moving, Ling Qiu vowed to throw it away After finishing the garbage, he lifted Ti Ji Kangcheng's butt with his foot: "Are you stuck to the ground? Do you want me to lift you up?"

Ji Kangcheng finally had some movement: "I'm a little dizzy, take a break."

Ling Qiu swore to pinch his shoulders and push him up: "Isn't it? I slept last night until tonight, and it's still in such an environment. If I sleep for a while, I won't just faint, and I might even be sent to the hospital. Get up, be good!" She pushed Ji Kangcheng to sit up, and touched Ji Kangcheng's hair when she said "be good".

This action made Ji Kangcheng's nose sour, because Xu Chaoming always likes to stroke his hair, like a dog, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes were empty, and he also swept the blood on the floor, he was stunned for a moment , All kinds of talents from last night rushed into his mind - this is Xu Zhaoming's blood.

What made him sad was that when he thought of Xu Chaoming's pain from his injury, his first reaction was to feel distressed.

Ji Kangchang let out a deep breath, as if he wanted to spit out the suffocation stuck in his chest, but he didn't succeed. He stood up silently, his eyes were dark, and the sky was spinning. Lie to himself, his limbs were numb, he was almost dragged by Ling Qiushi before he moved to the sofa and sat down, the bloodstains on the floor were right in front of his eyes, he was the one who pushed Xu Chaoming to the place where he was beaten on the ground, he just Can close eyes.

There was a chill on the temples, and then Ling Qiu swore to say softly: "Are you still dizzy? I'll massage you, peppermint oil, refreshing."

She thought he was dizzy.

After pressing for a while, he pushed him: "Wash, change clothes and eat. I'll tidy up for you, otherwise this house can't be lived in!"

Ji Kangcheng was relieved for a while before his limbs came back to life. His flesh and bones were clamoring for muffled pain, and his hands hurt even more. He didn't want to pay attention to the pain, so he moved to the bathroom numbly, followed the bloodstain on the floor, and saw that the bathroom door was broken. The shards of glass, could not help but pause again.

There were still Xu Chaoming's clothes in the bathroom, and there was only a frosted glass door between the bathroom and the bathroom. It seemed that there was still steam in the small space, making it hard to breathe. Ji Kangcheng didn't wash it, so he left out.

He leaned against the wall and smoked.

Ling Qiu swore that he was coming over with a dustpan to sweep up glass shards, seeing him like that, she didn't expect him anymore, she twisted a hot towel to wipe his face, she cleaned up the dining table, and dragged Ji Kangcheng to the table to eat porridge, seeing that he didn't know how cold he was. As if it was hot, I mechanically fed it into my mouth spoon by spoon.

"I'll cook the longevity noodles for you, and I'll make do with dried noodles. Oh, why do you eat with your left hand?" Ling Qiu swore that he found the swollen marks on the joints of his right hand, and he was very worried: "Should I go to the hospital to have a look, not a broken bone?" ?” He blamed again: “Hands from beating people are swollen, so what kind of pain will the beating person have?”

Ji Kangcheng consciously filtered Ling Qiu's message, only after hearing the first half of the sentence, he suddenly raised his head, and then dully recalled what Ling Qiu said when he entered the door - today is his birthday.

They agreed to spend this birthday together at Ling Qiushi's house today.

"Mom." He yelled, tears falling into the porridge bowl that couldn't hold back, he was particularly resentful of himself, resentful of himself who was happy with everything in the past, and resentful of himself who was particularly sad at this moment.

Ling Qiu swore was startled by him, he was at a loss for what to do, and asked after a while: "What's the matter? Is the quarrel so serious?"

Ji Kangcheng didn't know how to explain, he held his mouth and controlled the expression on his face, trying to downplay the involuntary sadness, and said in a flat tone: "Break up, he wasn't with me because...he likes me Yes, he, he... His comrade-in-arms is the murderer who killed my father, he came here for this..."

Ling Qiu swore for a moment, digesting the news - Ji Shan's case was solved.

Only later did she realize that the murderer was Xiao Xu's comrade-in-arms, and she couldn't figure out the connection between them. In Ji Shan's case, she always thought that the murderer was the serial killer, and it somehow involved Xiao Xu's comrade-in-arms. She was too far away from Ji Shan's life. , Can't figure out the relationship between grievances and causality.

Ji Kangcheng was still holding his job in a daze, Ling Qiu vowed to return to the topic, wanting to say that Xiao Xu would not be like this, but his words were useless, Ji Kangcheng fell into a dead end again, and it was useless to persuade her, so she got up: "I will cook for you. Eat longevity noodles."

There are still vegetables bought yesterday in the kitchen. There is enough ingredients for a bowl of noodles. Bring it over. The bright green lettuce floats next to the fried egg. The color is bright. Ji Kangcheng took a bite, and Ling Qiu swore to clap his hand. : "Slow down, it's burning!"

Ji Kangcheng didn't feel hot either.

Ling Qiu swore thoughtfully and said: "When a child has his own family, the parents will have less to worry about. Although Xiao Xu is a man, but you two live together, in my eyes, it is a family. Although today is a special day, Yinuo, Kangqin and I are waiting for your birthday at home, but you don’t reply to WeChat or answer the phone, I don’t care too much, I thought you and Xiaoxu went out for romance.”

"Xiao Xu told me that he had a quarrel with you and couldn't contact you. He asked me to come and see you."

Ji Kangcheng snorted, but there was no hint of a smile on his face: "He is nice and righteous, even a murderer can be shielded, let alone me!" expression.

Ling Qiu swore to send the photo of the table of spoiled dishes he took to Ji Kangcheng's WeChat, and he cleaned up the dishes, keeping Ji Kangcheng: "Is it okay to be alone? I'll stay with you all night?"

Ji Kangcheng rubbed his eyebrows and stood up: "It's nothing wrong, I'll take you back, I was raised by you anyway, can I still seek death and life for these things?"

It's better to go out for a trip than to stay at home and get moldy, Ling Qiu vowed: "Don't drive, you can still catch the last bus, you should come back and take a taxi."

Ji Kangcheng followed Ling Qiu to go out, the voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on, and he also saw the bloodstains gathered at the door, a heavy orange-brown color appeared under the dim corridor lights.

It was Xu Chaoming's blood, but the blood scab seemed to be engraved on his heart, and the pain was excruciating, so Ji Kangcheng leaned against the wall with his legs limp.