to comfort the sun

He didn't know how long the glaring red light had been on, but he felt that the time was so long that it was going back every second. It seemed that the hard ground was about to be trampled down by the back and forth footsteps, and every step made him feel that the ground was shaking.

Like the moment the explosion happened.

The concrete building was as fragile as the flesh, falling apart and falling apart in the blink of an eye, and everything collapsed before his eyes.

A police officer ran up from the first floor panting, sweating profusely: "Captain Liu, I brought the medicine box. Although there were no casualties in the explosion, there were still many injured. This hospital is crowded. exploded!"

Liu Chenglin took the medicine box from him, and looked back worriedly at Sun Fuzhou by the wall: "The injury is not serious, I will help him deal with the trauma first."

The police officer also looked behind him worriedly: "Uncle Sun, is he... all right?"

From the time he woke up to now, it was dark, and he sat there motionless, his whole body seemed to be stiff, and he didn't respond when he was pulled for an examination. He was obviously in a daze like this, but even ten people couldn't suppress him when he resisted hold him.

He asked the doctor to administer a sedative, but he was fine. He turned his backhand to the policeman who suppressed him, and gave the doctor the sedative.

It was only today that the colleagues in the bureau realized that Deputy Sun's hobby is Sanda—the highest honor is the provincial Sanda champion, and because he won the provincial championship, there was a celebration banquet in the national competition, so he drank too much and didn't go.

Although the policeman didn't know the deputy team very well, he couldn't help but sigh at this time.

In the end, the police officer couldn't hold back, and walked over with heavy steps, took out the cross he had worn for many years and carefully put it on Sun Fuzhou: "Vice Sun, with this prayer, I will definitely survive."

Sun Fuzhou looked up unconsciously, but his soft cervical spine couldn't hold it up anymore, and in the end he couldn't see the policeman's face.

It was still silent, and after a long while, he grasped the silver cross belatedly. It was just a tight grip, but he felt that his whole body was exerting force, as if he wanted to wrap the cross into the flesh of his palm.

Liu Chenglin sighed next to him, and in desperation sent the police officer away: "You'd better go and do your work, I'll come here."

The police officer nodded, his young face was full of vigor, Liu Chenglin remembered that he was also one of the new police officers who joined the team this year, a young man who had just come out of the army.

"Your wound needs to be treated... oh, I forgot..." Liu Chenglin put down the medicine box next to him, "You can't hear me."

Sun Fuzhou was affected by the explosion, resulting in explosive deafness. The doctor's initial diagnosis was temporary, but the doctor couldn't tell for how long this temporary period was.

Before doing a specific examination, the doctor was sedated.

The movement of Liu Chenglin sitting down next to him, I don't know if he was noticed.

Sun Fuzhou maintained the previous movement, clutching the cross tightly in his hands, his knuckles turned white from the force, the paleness that even the blood on his hands could not cover up.

Liu Chenglin stretched out his hand to grab his arm, at first he didn't move at all, the two sides seemed to be struggling for a while, and finally ended with Liu Chenglin letting go.

Sun Fuzhou turned his head and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't make a sound in the end.

Only a pair of red eyes stared at him.

It was as if a volcano that was about to erupt had its hole blocked, and those violent and hot emotions that could not be vented, tortured him nowhere.

"The mountain flowers on the mountain are blooming~~ I just came to the mountain~~"

Just as the two of them looked at each other in silence, Sun Fuzhou's cell phone rang.

Sun Fuzhou couldn't hear it, but he could feel the phone vibrating.

Just when Liu Chenglin wanted to remind him, he had already bent his arms and took out the phone from the inside pocket of his coat, and the words "Brother Shen" flashed on the screen.

Liu Chenglin glanced at it and said nothing.

Sun Fuzhou hesitated for a long time, as if waiting for it to hang up by itself, but it remained on, and finally he couldn't hold back and pressed the answer button.

The phone was placed by his ear.

"Sun... Team Sun." Shen Yuan didn't expect the call to be connected, he was a little surprised, "Are you okay?"

A silence answered him.

"What's the matter, why didn't you speak?" Shen Yuan's expression was a bit serious, "What happened?"

...still silent.

Shen Yuan began to wonder if it was Sun Fuzhou who was on the other end of the phone: "Captain Sun, are you listening? Would it be good to say something, you..."

Sun Fuzhou whispered in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Shen Yuan."

Hearing his voice, even though there was something wrong with it, Shen Yuan was inexplicably relieved: "Well, I'm here."

... How much he wanted to be there all the time, especially when there was an explosion, why did he leave Team Sun there alone?

It's a pity that Sun Fuzhou couldn't hear it.

Even though he put the phone close to his ear, no matter how close it was, he couldn't hear Shen Yuan's voice.

"Sun Fuzhou, Sun Fuzhou! Let go!" Liu Chenglin saw that he kept the phone's microphone close to his ear, but the corner of the phone kept squeezing the wound on his face, and the wound that had solidified became bloody and bloody.

In the end, Sun Fuzhou's cell phone was dragged by Liu Chenglin, and the call was still going on, Shen Yuan heard Liu Chenglin's shouts on the other end of the phone, and he couldn't calm down at this moment.

Although Sun Fuzhou couldn't hear him, Liu Chenglin still took a few steps away: "Hello, Shen Yuan?"

Shen Yuan hummed: "Is it... Team Liu?"

"It's me." Liu Chenglin looked back at Sun Fuzhou, and was relieved when he saw that he was fine, "He...something happened, and he can't hear you for the time being."

Shen Yuan was silent for two seconds, and when he spoke again, his voice became hoarse: "Okay, I understand."

"That……"

Originally Liu Chenglin wanted to tell him to come and take Sun Fuzhou away, but Shen Yuan immediately interrupted him.

"Team Liu please send him back."

Shen Yuan was leaning against the window sill, and the cigarette ash was shaking and falling on the window sill. Next to it, in the soil of the flower pot, cigarette butts were unevenly inserted. In his hand was the penultimate cigarette of this pack, and there was still some left in the cigarette case. The last cigarette upside down.

The cigarette in his hand had burned to the end, and there was no gap in the flower pot. He crushed it out with his fingertips. The cigarette butt fell from the air along with the soot and scattered tobacco, and finally hit the blue plastic shed downstairs.

Not far away, a beam of light suddenly fell into the dark and deserted street.

A car gradually drove in and finally stopped downstairs.

It's Yoo Seung Rin's car.

The car lights never went out, Liu Chenglin and Sun Fuzhou got out of the car one after the other, not long after, Liu Chenglin returned to the car, and Sun Fuzhou also dragged his steps into the community.

When Sun Fuzhou's figure disappeared, Shen Yuan immediately left the window sill, walked to the cabinet next to the TV, and found the medicine box.

He knew that Sun Fuzhou's state would definitely not treat the wound obediently, he had to take it out and prepare it first.

Soon, there were footsteps outside the door.

Shen Yuan went over to open the door, and Sun Fuzhou was standing between the two doors, seemingly hesitating.

But seeing him open the door, Sun Fuzhou also walked towards him.

Shen Yuan acted as if he didn't know he was deaf, after he came in, he said: "I left you dinner, I just warmed it up for you, just wait."

With his back turned to him, Sun Fuzhou sat down on the sofa silently, neither hearing nor seeing.

Shen Yuan brought out hot meals from the kitchen and lined them up on the coffee table. Even though they had been heated once, the aroma and color were very attractive.

He found gauze and wound medicine from the medicine box, and sat down next to Sun Fuzhou - the wound on Sun Fuzhou's face had stopped bleeding, but he didn't treat it, so there was blood all the way from his ears to his neck .

"Why do you treat yourself like this, how much I feel sorry for you?" Shen Yuan said jokingly, "Are you playing tricks?"

As a matter of course, Sun Fuzhou didn't answer. He took two mouthfuls of rice and swallowed it without chewing.

Shen Yuan wiped off the blood on his face and neck, and then put gauze on it.

Sun Fuzhou put down his chopsticks without eating much, then he turned his head to look at Shen Yuan, who was still helping him with his wound, he turned his head, and Shen Yuan's hand moved over.

The distance between the two is very close, so close that it seems that they can kiss immediately without violating harmony.

He could smell the smoke on Shen Yuan's body, it was so strong that it covered up the cold fragrance on his body.

Shen Yuan only paused for a second, then continued with the movement of his hand: "What's wrong."

"I... I can't hear."

As soon as Sun Fuzhou spoke, he felt his throat hurt, but this was normal. He yelled at the scene of the explosion and broke his throat, so his voice sounded like a male duck's voice, which was still the muted one.

Shen Yuan spoke slowly: "I don't despise you."

Sun Fuzhou could see his mouth shape clearly, but he didn't have the strength to make a joke.

Shen Yuan and him looked at each other quietly for a second, then handed the last upside-down cigarette in the cigarette case to him: "Smok a cigarette."

Sun Fuzhou bit the cigarette in his mouth, and Shen Yuan lit it for him.

With the infiltration of nicotine, it seemed that the nerves in his brain gradually relaxed, and the back of his head rested on the back of the sofa.

He took every puff of the cigarette very hard, and a large cloud of smoke could not be dispersed, covering his eyes.

Sun Fuzhou murmured: "I really don't want to be a policeman..."

Shen Yuan packed up the medicine box and left, but when he came back, he walked behind the sofa.

"No, you should be in that position."

Unfortunately, he couldn't hear those words.

Shen Yuan put his hands around his neck from behind, and rubbed his chin affectionately on the top of his head.

Sun Fuzhou seemed to enjoy closing his eyes, but he knew that he was struggling in his heart.

"Really, I won't be a policeman anymore. What kind of enforcer of justice, whoever loves to be."

This is probably the most powerful sentence he has said in a long time.

Shen Yuan's hand was circling at the Adam's apple at first, then gradually, his fingers slid down to the neckline, and the bony collarbone slipped under the flesh.

He kissed Sun Fuzhou's wound: "Do it."

Sun Fuzhou pressed his hand that was groping on his chest through the fabric and said, "...stop the loss in time."

Not just for him or for yourself.

Timely stop loss is probably the best way to "escape".

Shen Yuan pretended he didn't hear it, and opened his mouth to finish gnawing on that painful bone: "Forget it, just do it."

There was blood on the collarbone, and the strong rust smell came from the tip of his tongue, which directly attracted him to suck more greedily.

The clothes on his body were covered with dust, and there was a small gap, Shen Yuan directly tore it open, peeling off his body, the beating pulse in his neck made him feel that this person's life was still alive.

Sun Fuzhou took the last puff of cigarette, and before he could spit it out, Shen Yuan's lips covered his mouth, leading the smoke from his mouth to his own mouth, lungs, and body.

Sun Fuzhou's upper body was imprisoned on the sofa by his arms, and the cigarette at his fingertips was directly wiped out by him in the palm of his hand.

Shen Yuan moved away from his lips, pulled a little distance away, and apologized to him sincerely and remorsefully:

"sorry."

pat-

A tear fell on Sun Fuzhou's face, and then slipped into the corner of his lips.

It was so salty that it made him feel bitter, so bitter that he almost cried.