When a prosecutor meets a young wolf dog

Wen Shu finally came to work after asking for leave for a week.Su Xueqi's eyes straightened when she saw him, because of his absence, her workload this week was almost double the usual.

In a unit like this, it is obvious that the older ones die idle and the younger ones die exhausted.Su Xueqi, who was counting on being able to relax at work today, obviously miscalculated again today.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Wen Shu's cell phone received a call from an unfamiliar number.When he heard that it was a call from the hospital, Wen Shu became inexplicably nervous, thinking that there was something wrong with Wen Shengli's illness.

It turned out that something happened to Dai Motong.Wen Shu heard a general idea from the nurse's short narration. Dai Motong probably met someone who robbed others in the street. He acted bravely and injured his hand. The injury may have a concussion, and he was still in a coma.

When Wen Shu arrived at the hospital, Dai Motong had already woken up and was lying on the bed undergoing a doctor's examination. There was even a reporter with a camera recording beside him.

The reporter was a young man in his early twenties. He held the microphone and asked, "Mr. Dai, how do you feel now?"

Dai Motong replied to the camera: "I still have slight dizziness and nausea, but it's not serious anymore."

The reporter asked again: "Then can you tell us about the situation when you met the gangster?"

Dai Motong: "At that time, two young men with knives were grabbing a little girl's bag. I heard the screams and rushed over, and then——and that's it."

"Then, what about the little girl?"

Dai Motong smiled, and replied: "She said she was rushing to work, so I let her go first."

……

Wen Shu thought, is this girl really in a hurry to go to work?The bag was not lost, but Dai Motong was seriously injured, and he slipped away so fast, probably because he was afraid that someone who would do justice would ask her for medical expenses.

There are more people like this in this society, so there are fewer and fewer enthusiastic people, and indifferent people will become more and more indifferent.

But looking at Dai Motong who was lying on the hospital bed with gauze hanging on his arm, Wen Shu was still a little puzzled.In my impression, this person is certainly not a bad person, but he is not so warm-hearted.

Is it really that scholars should look at each other with admiration every three days?

"Why are you looking at me like this? It's like the first day you met me?" Dai Motong looked at him tenderly and smiled.

"I always feel that such things as being brave for justice don't suit you." Wen Shu spoke truthfully.Lawyer Dai has always been known in the industry for being calm and composed, and some people even privately call him cold and unkind.

"If I was in the past, I really wouldn't do it, but people will change."

"Then why would it change?"

"Will you believe me when I say it's for you?"

Wen Shu shook his head immediately, and replied concisely: "I don't believe it."

After waiting for a while, the CT results came out, and Wen Shu went to get the film to show the doctor.

Doctors decided it was just a mild concussion, nothing serious and just needed rest.

Dai Motong was stabbed twice on his right arm, bleeding a lot, but luckily no important meridian was injured.So dizziness is also likely to be caused by excessive blood loss.

Therefore, Wen Shu became his driver as a matter of course, and sent him home to rest.

During this time, although Wen Shu and Dai Motong spent a lot of time working together, they were only limited to work.Dai Motong offered to invite him to dinner more than once, and invited him to sit at the place where he lived, but Wen Shu flatly refused.

A breakup is a breakup, Wen Shu can't do the kind of things that are not connected, let alone Gu Yantang, even if he doesn't have Gu Yantang, he will still treat Dai Motong like he does now.

So he doesn't know where Dai Motong lives now.

Of course, if he had known in advance, he would not have agreed to come and take him home.

Under Dai Motong's command, Wen Shu drove through the streets and alleys. Seeing that the street and the shops and buildings on both sides became more and more familiar, Wen Shu suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, understanding.

The car stopped in front of a residential building that was quite old. Wen Shu felt very familiar with the turning intersection, the noodle shop downstairs, and even the flowers, plants and trees in this community, and was very kind.

Because this is where Wen Shu lived for at least three years.

Wen Shu stopped the car, but he was as stiff as a marble statue, motionless.

Those familiar overwhelming pictures are not forgotten by the passage of time, but seem to be engraved in the memory. After several years of precipitation, they become more and more clear in the mind.

His heart was very sad.There were some things that he thought he had gone out of, but when he thought about them again, he could still feel dense needle-like pains.

Dai Motong saw his strangeness, and asked softly and tentatively: "Come up and sit for a while?"

With red eyes, Wen Shu shook his head desperately with all his strength.

Dai Motong stretched out his left hand to hold his right hand, but Wen Shu quickly withdrew it like an electric shock.

After a while, Wen Shu reminded: "We-we broke up a long time ago."

Dai Motong sighed and replied: "I know. I just think there must be a lot of misunderstandings between us. We used to be very good when we were together, didn't we?"

Wen Shu looked at him and shook his head as if looking at a stranger.

Dai Motong: "Wen Shu, please go up and sit down. I think I have a lot to say to you. Including many things you didn't understand back then."

Wen Shu's whole body was lying in front of the steering wheel because of his weakness, and he looked dazed, but he still shook his head.

Dai Motong continued to persuade: "Xiao Shu, for the last time, please listen to me for the last time, okay? I promise, after I handle this case, I will never come to you again, and I will never appear in your life again Li. I know, I've disturbed your life recently, and I'm really sorry."

……

Wen Shu didn't know what kind of mood he stepped into this room.The house is not big, only about 70 square meters.But how many memories of Wen Shu's youth are here.

Dai Motong rented this house when he was an intern in his senior year.Why would a person rent a suite? Of course, it was because of Wen Shu.

Wen Shu was only a sophomore at that time, and the two of them were sure that their relationship hadn't lasted long.But soon, he left more and more things in this house, and when he was in his junior year, the school's dormitory inspection became less strict, so he simply moved here.

Wen Shu doesn't know how to cook, but he is very familiar with this kitchen. He often cooks with Dai Motong. Of course, Wen Shu doesn't know how to cook, so he just stands by and chats with him, and sometimes helps him wash the dishes. .

That desk is even more familiar.When two people, two laptops, both need to use the computer, such a small table seems cramped, so the two people often fight with hands and feet, and when they fight, they will hug each other...

Trapped in memory, Wen Shu took a long time to realize why all the layout and furnishings of this house were exactly the same as four years ago, and how did Dai Motong do it?

This is too unreasonable.

"Xiao Shu, come here!" Through the clean and transparent glass window, Dai Motong happily waved to Wen Shu from the balcony.

Looking at the dazzling array of flowers on the balcony, Wen Shu couldn't help but burst into tears. Wen Shu was very familiar with these flowers, flower pots, and flower stands, because these were the flowers and birds he picked up from downstairs bit by bit. Amoy from the market.

At that time, he thought he was going to spend his whole life with the person in front of him.

Wen Shu really doesn't know how to cook and doesn't know much about cleaning, but he really decorates this "home" with great care.

Really, the two of them watched Leslie Cheung's "Farewell My Concubine" at that time.It's agreed that a lifetime is a lifetime, and it's not worth a minute a day, but why is he the only one who takes it seriously?

Leaning on this familiar shoulder, Wen Shu let the tears flow recklessly, wet Dai Motong's expensive-looking silk shirt.

"Don't cry, Xiao Shu." Dai Motong patted his shoulder gently, comforting him.

After a long time, Wen Shu's out-of-control emotions calmed down a little.

"Can you listen to me carefully now?" Dai Motong asked.

Wen Shu signaled him to speak with his eyes.

The author has something to say:

The ex-boyfriend is not a bad person, it's just that this feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss.Let's all look forward together!