dark crossing

Chu Huainan's birthday is on May 21st.

According to the usual practice, on the eve of his birthday, he would go back to the Chu family's old house to celebrate his birthday.

But this year's May No. 20 was different from usual, Chu Huainan did not go home for the first time, but invited Lin Youband and Qiao Yilan to have dinner together.

Qiao Yilan temporarily lived in Jianghu City because of finishing work in the cultural tourism town. After obtaining the consent of Chu Huainan, he brought a new friend.

Of course Shen Ting was there too.

The restaurant was chosen to be in a clubhouse in which Chu Huainan holds a stake not far from Tangcheng Binjiang.

Shen Ting's food is on the sweet side, in order to accommodate him, Chu Huainan specially chose the sweet Cantonese food.

As soon as the table started, the two accompanying guests were taken aback when they saw each other.

"Director Zhang?"

"Galaxy?"

Qiao Yilan raised her eyebrows: "You know each other?"

Lin Youbandi beside him took the initiative to shake hands with Zhang Ruowen, and explained to him with a smile: "Yes, Xinghe just cameoed in a play by Director Zhang not long ago."

Qiao Yilan also smiled: "That's good." He turned his head and introduced to Chu Huainan and Shen Ting: "This is Zhang Ruowen, my distant nephew."

Seeing his serious introduction, Zhang Ruowen, who didn't look much younger than Qiao Yilan, answered immediately: "That's the seniority! It's my fault that the big house has a junior!"

Qiao Yilan took her seat with a smile, "That's okay, with me, you'll have to suffer for this loss for the rest of your life."

At this end, six people started the game lively.

On the other side, Chen Cong took two technical backbones of the network security, and with the spare electronic key provided by Chu Huainan, pressed the elevator leading to the top floor of Tangcheng Binjiang.

Lu Xinghe was always greedy for drinking, and his eyes were already burning in the middle of the meal.

Lin Youban's phone vibrated slightly, and he moved faster than Lin Youband, so he immediately reached out to take a look.

Unlocking is effortless.

The password is his birthday, and all of Lin Youband's passwords are his birthday.

Birthday.

Damn birthday!

Why not use a more complex password?Preferably the kind that he can't solve in his life.

Lu Xinghe was dizzy and had tinnitus.His chest was boiling, and his eyes were hot from the smell of alcohol, making everything foggy.

Lin Youbandi was sitting under the spotlight, and the yellow-white spotlight light made the bulge of his outline shine, like a bodhisattva with gilded eyebrows and picturesque eyebrows.

It's a pity that even monks don't tell lies, but his bodhisattvas always lie.

"Huainan and I have known each other for so long. As best friends, we haven't celebrated our birthday together. This year, we are blessed by Ah Ci."

best friend?Probably not.How can you have friends?

Lu Xinghe thought.

No matter how good-looking this person is, how gentle his smile is, and how soft his lips are, he is nothing but a dirty liar.

But even so, he still couldn't hate this liar, and even liked it from time to time in a daze.

Like now.

There is a slight difference between Lin Youban's appearance when chatting with others and when he usually talks to him.

His gaze often falls on the position between the speaker's nose and lips.

This is an excellent social skill.When listening, the gaze falls there, neither making the speaker feel closely watched nor being ignored.

But Lin Youban was different when he was talking to him. His light brown pupils stared at his eyes for a moment, his expression was gentle and hot, like water before boiling, with fine and undetectable bubbles, but the temperature was very high. high.

Being watched by such a pair of eyes always gives people the illusion of being deeply loved and happy.

An illusion, it must be an illusion.

Lu Xinghe pressed the back of his neck with the heel of his palm, he is not a lowly animal, he has a sense of shame.

Besides, in this world, who would treat a "lover" like that?

To this day, I still feel in a trance that I am loved, which is really ridiculous.

Lu Xinghe, who was drunk, was quite different from usual, Bai Shengsheng's face was flushed due to lack of sleep, he was expressionless from the past, resting his chin on the back of his hand, and staring at Lin Youbandi, unreasonably giggle.

He deleted his picture on the screen saver, and then returned the phone to Lin Youband.

Lin Youban lowered his head and glanced at the screen. The infrared intrusion reminder of Tangcheng Binjiang flashed on it, and the high-definition surveillance camera was artificially turned off.But he put his armor on and remained motionless.

Even if he didn't check the surveillance, he knew it was from the police.

Because of the geek who turned off the camera, the IP address was displayed on the Jianghu Municipal Bureau.

It seems that Shen Ting's mother "handled" the diary properly.

He put down his phone, cut off a small piece of cream cake with a fork, smiled at Shen Ting, and asked, "Doesn't Ah Ci like sweets?"

The cake in front of Shen Ting didn't move at all, most of his attention was on Lin Youband, neither the cake nor the vegetables moved very much.After laying the net all day, I didn't even have time to eat lunch.

If Chu Huainan hadn't given him vegetables from time to time, he might have a stomach ache from hunger when he returned home.

Lin Youband didn't seem to have any special reaction.

The dinner was safe and sound, only when Lu Xinghe and Zhang Ruowen clamored to open another bottle of liquor, they seemed a little worried.

It is very difficult to find the user's real IP through the onion router, but after locking Lin Youband, it is relatively simple to deduce whether he has performed a series of operations through the onion router.

Chen Cong and the backbone of the Internet police brigade easily cracked the computer password, and the data copy was smoother than expected.

After dinner, both Zhang Ruowen and Lu Xinghe drank a lot, and the two of them went downstairs with their arms around each other.

The restaurant is located in a secluded private garden without outsiders, so there is no need to be afraid of paparazzi.

Both of them were very drunk, standing on the side of the road supporting each other, shaking hands wildly, and talking loudly at the same time.

The content of the chat is very childish.

Zhang Ruowen retreated while dancing and talking, and retreated to the main road but still didn't know it, and was almost knocked down by a speeding car.

Qiao Yilan carried him onto the sidewalk like a chicken.

He was so frightened that his whole body became stiff, and even his lips trembled slightly. When he regained his composure, he immediately turned his head to support a tree by the roadside, and vomited profusely.

An old man in Zhang Ruowen's family just passed away. The cause of death was a car accident.

He hadn't recovered from the blow yet, he was shocked by the shock just now, he vomited all the stuff in his stomach, but he was still trembling like a Parkinson's patient.

Qiao Yilan really looked like an uncle at this moment, patted his back lightly and explained to his friends: "Not long ago, his grandfather passed away and there was a car accident, so he must have been quite frightened."

Chu Huainan nodded to express his understanding, and thanked them for attending the banquet.

The driver couldn't wait for a long time, and the six of them talked for a while.

Until Chen Cong sent Shen Ting an ok gesture.

Shen Tingcai stretched his waist and complained: "Is the parking place far away? Why are you moving so slowly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a manager in a black suit ran over panting, explaining that the lift bar in the basement was broken and was already being repaired, and it would be repaired in a few minutes.

Shen Ting glared at Chu Huainan unhappily: "What's the matter with your dilapidated restaurant, I still have an appointment, I'm about to be late."

With a domineering look of falling out of favor, he acted so that his skin got goosebumps.

Chu Huainan rubbed his hair with a smile, and pinched his earlobe affectionately with his fingers: "It's my birthday, and you have an appointment with someone else tonight, so you don't plan to accompany me?"

Shen Ting didn't take it seriously: "Isn't it official tomorrow?"

"But shouldn't you live with me like today? Why do you always want to run away?"

today?Is today any special day?

Shen Ting was taken aback.

Inspector Shen, who is a straight man of steel, thought about it seriously, and finally remembered, May No. 20, April [-]th in the lunar calendar, by the way, today is Xiaoman!

But why did Xiao Man have to live with Chu Huainan?

He looked confused.

"520." Lin Youban captured Lu Xinghe, who was so drunk that he began to complain to the street trees that his lines were too difficult to memorize, and put the other's arm on his shoulders, so that he could help the man who couldn't even stand still. Drunks carry a little weight.

Seeing that Shen Ting still didn't quite understand, he smiled at Chu Huainan and said, "It seems that Ah Ci hasn't spent this festival with anyone else yet." He patted the restless Lu Xinghe's ass beside him before continuing to joke Said: "Tonight is the first time, you have to take good care of it."

Chu Huainan also laughed, "You're right."

The drivers finally came, and the group said goodbye and good night to each other before leaving.

After everyone else had dispersed, Shen Ting couldn't help but ask Chu Huainan: "What day is today?"

Chu Huainan turned his head: "I love you."

Through the car window, the fluorescent light from the street lamps formed two sunflowers with gold rims in the bright black eyes.Bright, gorgeous, flashing, turbulent.

Same as at this moment, Shen Ting's mood when he looked at Chu Huainan.Why is this person not a girl?

Amidst the beating of a drum-like heart, he thought.

If Chu Huainan was a girl, he would definitely do everything he could for her.

But he is not, so Shen Ting repeatedly told himself that you can't do anything, you can't do anything.

"What a mess." He turned his head stiffly, trying to avoid Chu Huainan's eager gaze.

"Didn't you ask me?"

"what?"

"The homonym of 520 is I love you." Chu Huainan explained: "So today is another Valentine's Day with Chinese characteristics besides Qixi Festival."

Shen Ting hadn't recovered from the violent heartbeat, and said "Oh" dryly.

In a small space with good sound insulation, Chu Huainan leaned over, his voice was soft as if he was trying to lure a disobedient pet cat: "Since I work so hard to cooperate with you, shouldn't I give you some rewards?"

"Isn't it right to cooperate in the execution of official duties?" Shen Ting was unmoved: "Besides, you are the one who wants to join."

He impatiently pushed Chu Huainan's upper body which was too close: "Stay away from me, it's hot."

"Is it hot? Then I'll help you undress."

Shen Ting, who was only wearing a casual short-sleeve, glared at him, and Chu Huainan pressed him even harder, this time not only his upper body but also his legs were touching.

A thin layer of cloth couldn't block the passing heat, so Shen Ting had no choice but to move away a little.He was so hot that he stretched out his hand to turn the air conditioner in the back seat, which had been set to 17°C, even lower.