The Shadow of the Wind

Move slowly.

Recalling that when he was a child, he often hugged Zuo Qiuyan, playing similar lifting games, throwing him high, and then catching him firmly, making the latter laugh out loud.Chu Xi's smile deepened when he read this, and he knew that Zuoqiu Yan's move had something to do with it - now the feng shui turns.

There were bursts of applause from the lakeside, and Chu Xi moved his gaze slowly—the two old men, Chu Ning, Chu You, and Fu Shui, smiled with admiration and joy.

The two had turned more than 720 degrees. When Zuo Qiuyan put Chu Xi down, he felt dizzy.

"Why do you go around so many times?" Chu Xi pinched the other person's face.

Zuo Qiuyan held his hand tightly and said, "Yi Qing really enjoys it."

The two held hands and rowed to the lake to greet their families.

"Excellent!" The old lady smiled and gave the two a kiss on the cheek.

"Xi'er, Yanyan, it's great." Chu Ning came up to hug Chu Xi with a smile, then gestured to Zuo Qiuyan with a smile - the intimate address showed that he already approved of the relationship between the two.

After lunch, Zuo Qiuyan had to go out due to a phone call from the Metropolitan Police Department. Chu Xi also knew about SAT work and its impermanence, but remembering the shootout not long ago, he couldn't help but grab his clothes: "A Yan , do you plan to continue doing SAT?"

"Depending on the situation, what's wrong?"

"It's too dangerous, you should take a idle job in the interrogation department." Chu Xi winked and said.

Zuoqiu Yan's eyes stayed on his face for a long while, then he suddenly laughed, patted his head and said, "Idiot, of course I know."

After being hit on the head by a man seven years younger than himself, Chu Xi immediately exploded: "How do you know? The hail of bullets is just a joke, in case you..."

Seeing that he couldn't continue, Zuoqiu Yan's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to caress his cheek and said, "Could it be that Yiqing has experienced a hail of bullets?"

Chu Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Does field battle count?"

"Nervous." Zuo Qiuyan pinched his waist, "I will be careful, and if possible, I will not stay in SAT forever."

After saying that, Zuo Qiuyan left Chu's house and rushed to the police station.

Chu Xi covered his chest, suppressing the rapid heartbeat just now, and a look of uneasy shame appeared on his cheeks.For that matter, the concealment in the bottom of my heart can't be fully revealed, it can only be covered up like this.

He got up and walked out of the room, pacing in the huge house.

This place is completely different from the Chinese-style decoration of Zuoqiu House, and the European style is fully displayed. Walking here, it seems that you can still think of the wasted years in Paris.

What an absurd youth, it has produced so many absurd people.

Fortunately, I found the right person.

When I closed my eyes and meditated, the faint sound of the piano came from my ears, slowly flowing into the bottom of my heart.The sound of the guqin is so abrupt in this European-style mansion, and it doesn't match the surrounding layout at all - Chu Xi has always felt that this kind of place should be the best habitat for the piano.

But at this moment, he didn't feel that the sound of the piano was inconsistent, maybe it was due to the superb skill of the player.

When he saw Chu Cheng who was concentrating on plucking the strings in the room, he was taken aback for a moment. Chu Cheng also stopped playing the piano, and when he looked up, he saw Chu Xi standing motionless at the door and looking at him, with a little confusion on his flirtatious and teasing eyes.

Thinking that this man would be his cousin, he coughed twice, and looked at Chu Xi who was standing at the door strangely: "What's the matter?"

"......Aha! Xiao Chengzi, you played well, even better than those in our folk band." Chu Xi put aside the inexplicable feeling in his heart, and walked into the room with a smile .

Chu Cheng's expression changed slightly. He looked at the piano on the table. He hadn't touched the piano two years ago. As long as the piano sounded, he would fall into endless pain. But today, playing the piano for Yan Chu, all he had in his heart was Calm and tranquility.

The person who plays the piano is the person who listens to the piano.

Chu Cheng chuckled: "It's just a hobby."

Chu Xi walked up carelessly and sat down beside Chu Cheng, then stretched out his hand to pluck the strings, plucking a few strings at will according to his feeling, and the melody he plucked out of thin air was exactly the same as Chu Cheng's melody just now.

"It should be like this." Chu Cheng bent down, put his hands on the piano, and corrected a discordant note just now.

"It seems that I have a good talent~" Chu Xi became interested. He majored in Western music in Paris and minored in folk music after returning to China, but he still lacked understanding of guqin.

"Place your fingers like this."

"So, like this?" Chu Xi teased twice confidently, "What song Chengzi played just now, teach my cousin."

"It's not a song, it's just a feeling."

"Hehe, Chengzi is capable of writing and martial arts, amazing." Chu Xi shook his head and flicked his hands randomly for a while, then muttered, "Chengzi Chengzi... Tsk tsk, it's so ugly."

Chu Chengbai glanced at him: "You took it."

"It's not right, I need to change it." Chu Xi left his paws from the guqin, then raised his legs and began to think hard, his frowning brows began to have weird ideas again, and he tilted his head from time to time to observe Chu Cheng's face.

But inspiration also followed, he blurted out: "Big baby."

"Big baby!" A louder call made Chu Cheng fully awake, and Chu Xi raised his eyebrows happily, "How is it, isn't it cute?"

"Not cute." Chu Cheng's tone was a little cold, he didn't bother to care about the other party's madness.

"What are you doing~ big baby, answer me?" Chu Xi persistently called out.

"Mentally retarded." Chu Cheng glanced at Chu Xi and said lightly.

"I'm my cousin! My cousin is obedient!" Chu Xi continued to tease and yell.

"En." Chu Cheng couldn't resist him, and he thought he had nothing to lose, so he agreed.

Chu Xi suddenly felt very happy when he heard it, and he didn't know why he was so elated all of a sudden: "Chengzi is so stupid, so natural, a big baby is really suitable, come on, let my cousin pinch it." The claws hit Chu Cheng's face.

Chu Cheng watched his actions in astonishment, and dodged away.

"Oh, big baby, don't be shy." Seeing him like this, Chu Xi showed a teasing smile, pressed every step of the way, and even cast a winking look, spreading the rumors.

Chu Cheng has a big head, how could this person be his cousin?He resolutely dodged left and right while Chu Xi refused to let go, persistently attacked with both hands, and finally laughed contentedly when he pinched Chu Cheng's right cheek.

"Hahahahaha!! Big baby hide, you can't hide from me even if you hide in the ends of the world!"

"Don't bully Xiao Su!" The domineering yet gentle voice made the two of them pause.

☆、Chapter 35

Song Yanchu originally wanted to bring something to Chu Cheng to eat, but when he came in, he saw Chu Xi shooting left and right at Chu Cheng, with his hands like two sharp scissors trying to pinch Chu Cheng's face, he shouted loudly and then He opened his hand to block Chu Cheng, and a red apple fell to the ground.

Chu Xi's half-stretched hand stopped when he saw Song Yanchu, and looked at the angry child in front of him with great interest: "This is my cousin teaching my cousin, brother and friend are respectful, and the whole family is happy."

The righteous Song Yanchu couldn't help but lack confidence in front of the righteous Oscar winner Chu Xi: "But, I saw you bullying Xiao Su."

"Where is it? He had a mosquito on his face just now, I was kind." Chu Xi looked like a good cousin, "Now the mosquito is scared to pee by you."

"Mosquitoes don't pee." Song Yanchu suddenly said solemnly, Shui Ling's big black eyes were full of seriousness, he had discussed this issue with Zuo Qiuyang before, and he even went to the library to take a few big books and explained it for a whole day.

"The carbon dioxide produced during insect metabolism is excreted through the tracheal system or body wall by diffusion. Nitrogen metabolites are mainly excreted through the Malpighian duct-rectal system. The excrement of insects is generally uric acid, which is solid."

Chu Xi looked at him a little dullly. As an idiot in mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology, the corner of his mouth twitched when he heard this, and then he covered his stomach and fell directly to the sofa, leaning forward and backward: "Pfft hahahaha, it really is Doctor Xiaobai!! "

And Song Yanchu looked at the convulsed Chu Xi in a daze.

"Get out of here." Chu Cheng couldn't bear it any longer, and directly picked up this big trouble and threw it out the door.

Just when Chu Xi wanted to, Chu Cheng suddenly stopped him again: "By the way, I forgot to tell you something."

"Ah?" Chu Xi raised his eyebrows, "Do you want anything from me?"

"Well, the company has recently opened a small media department to test the waters. I remember that you also have several studios in this area. Are you interested in working together?" Chu Cheng asked naturally.

Chu Xi's expression changed slightly, he thought for a while, then smiled: "Aren't you afraid that I will trick you, big baby?"

"It's also a new department. If you want to cheat, I will cheat you. Do it or not, just a word." Chu Cheng glanced at Chu Xi proudly.

"Okay, it's not bad if you trick me and I cheat you." Chu Xi nodded with a smile.

"Well, in a few days, I'll prepare a plan and come to you for a meeting." Chu Cheng said bluntly.

"Okay~" Chu Xi replied and drifted away.

Chu Cheng looked at Chu Xi's back motionlessly, with mysterious and treacherous eyes, until the other party disappeared at the top of the stairs.

"Xiao Su, don't be bullied by your brother." Song Yanchu jumped out suddenly, and said righteously.

"There's no bullying." Chu Cheng laughed.

"It's okay, I'll protect you from now on and don't let him bully you." Song Yanchu said firmly.

"Okay." Chu Cheng smiled, pretending to be calm, "Baby went to get something to eat, why are you empty-handed?"

"Ah?" Song Yanchu also became confused. He looked at the ground, locked his eyes on the apple he threw on the ground, and quickly picked it up and blew it: "I'm going to wash it, wait a minute." .”

"Okay, remember to peel and cut it well." Chu Cheng looked at this innocent and lively person lovingly.

"Really, Xiao Su is so lazy." Song Yanchu muttered, but he ran to cut apples obediently.

Chu Cheng looked at Song Yanchu's back, showing a satisfied smile.

【Metropolitan Police Department】

"There are obviously problems with this interrogation data. Has anyone checked it carefully at Stalker?" Zuo Qiuyan asked Section Chief Yu while clutching the interrogation record about the butcher's stick tightly in his hand.

"Of course, the director assigned someone to investigate, but there was no result." Chief Yu frowned and said, "After the 468 shootout, Stalker was attacked by Russian gangsters several times in a row. There is definitely a connection... ...but it was not found out, could it be that Stalker is just a cover for them?"

"The director sent someone to find out." Zuo Qiuyan's face suddenly darkened. Some seemingly unintentional but weird phenomena in the past few days have gradually become smoother from chaotic order in his mind. Conjectures hit the brainstorming.

"It can only be said that those guys are too cunning." Section Chief Yu sighed, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay Xiao Zuo, this is not something we can handle. The interrogation department only needs to interrogate the prisoner well."

"Yes, I know." Zuoqiu Yan responded, but already had a definite idea.

****

The days passed like running water, and Christmas came as scheduled in a blink of an eye.

The soft snow flakes are floating between the sky and the earth, following the flow of the wind, flying aimlessly, with a thought, hoping to find a sustenance.The garden of the Chu residence was covered with a thick layer of white velvet coat, and the branches could not bear the weight of the snow. When they bent over a little, the clumsy snow fell down and hit the ground with a slight whimper.

The black car slowly entered the gate, and the door was opened by the waiter. The unsmiling and stern man was dressed in a black long coat, and he was very sharp.

"Hurry up, Xiao Jing!" A bright laughter resounded through the garden like the first ray of sunshine shining on the earth.

"Let's go back. When my brother comes back and sees me playing wildly with you in the snow, he's going to teach me a lesson again." Chu Jing looked at Song Yanchu who was riding a bicycle in high spirits in front of him with a face full of tears.

According to Song Yanchu, cycling is environmentally friendly and healthy, so this morning he gave everyone in the family a brightly colored bicycle.

When these bicycles appeared in front of Chu You and the others, as expected, those masters and young masters who did not touch the sun and spring water were blown away, but Song Yanchu still insisted on riding bicycles to keep in good health, and dragged Chu Jing to accompany him in the snow-covered environment. garden ride.

Song Yanchu's world was not something the Chu family could understand.

"No, Xiao Su is in the company today and can't control me." Song Yanchu turned his head to look at Chu Jing who was behind confidently, "If he dares to teach you, I will teach him!"

"Ah! Be careful!" Chu Jing suddenly roared.

"Ah?" Song Yanchu turned his head inexplicably, and was immediately dumbfounded—just two meters away from him was the man in black, standing firmly with an umbrella, with a handsome face indifferently, His eyes locked on himself.

"Ah! Xiao Su, go! It's about to crash!" Song Yanchu yelled in horror, seeing the bicycle driving towards Chu Cheng uncontrollably, he even forgot to brake, and simply closed his eyes and waited for the imminent overturn.

At the moment when the bicycle was ten centimeters away from Chu Cheng, he stepped aside slightly, and firmly held the front of the bicycle with his hands, completely controlling the bicycle in his hands.

Song Yanchu found that everything had stopped, he quietly opened one eye, and quickly closed it when his eyes touched Chu Cheng who was less than ten centimeters in front of him, not daring to say a word.

Chu Cheng moved the umbrella to the top of Song Yanchu's head. Seeing that Song Yanchu was covered in snow, he frowned slightly, and said in a calm tone, "Don't dare to look at me? Do you know you did something wrong?"

Song Yanchu opened his eyes guiltyly, and got out of the car cautiously. He secretly glanced at Chu Cheng's black face, and suddenly threw himself into Chu Cheng's arms as if he was going all out: "Xiao Su...you came back so early."

"Who said I can't control you just now." Chu Cheng asked lightly, still in a lukewarm voice.

Song Yanchu lost all momentum at once, and quickly hugged the man who was going to be angry, and said righteously: "It can be managed... Anger is not good for your health!"

"Brother, I'm sorry..." Chu Jing laughed.

Chu Cheng stared at Song Yanchu and Chu Jing, he sighed softly: "Jing, you go back quickly, take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

"Okay!" Chu Jing breathed a sigh of relief. His elder brother was still a hot-tempered person, but...he glanced at Song Yanchu with sympathy, that look was like looking at a revolutionary martyr, and soon He quickly fled the scene.

Chu Cheng's eyes turned from cold to helpless, all because of the immature child in his arms, he lightly patted Song Yanchu's buttocks and said, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Ah..." Song Yanchu called softly, and his face flushed immediately: "Got it, I won't ride a bike anymore."

"It's not that I won't let you ride a bicycle." Chu Cheng said speechlessly.

"what?"

"Don't ride on a snowy day. You can't see clearly when it's snowing, and the road is slippery, so you'll fall easily." Chu Cheng became serious, "Also, how did you get your driver's license if you didn't look ahead while riding?"

Song Yanchu looked at Chu Cheng aggrievedly, a thin layer of water mist rose from his big black eyes, and his face was a little dry and cracked by the wind and snow. When he heard Chu Cheng's words, he immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I know gone."

"You hurt, I feel sorry for you, understand?" Chu Cheng realized that his words were too tough, he put away his arrogance, his eyes became tender, and the gentle words swept away the grievances in Song Yanchu's heart.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it in the future." Song Yanchu immediately apologized earnestly.

"That's good." Chu Cheng kissed Song Yanchu's cheek.

"Today is Christmas Eve, will Xiao Su be at home?" Song Yanchu asked expectantly.

Chu Cheng was taken aback. He looked at Song Yanchu's expectant eyes with some guilt. He recalled that because he had just returned to the company with his father in the past few days, he had to learn to deal with many things, so he was not at home all day. The matter got deeper and deeper, and he didn't come back until midnight at night, and he rarely saw the clingy little guy in his arms, it seemed that he was negligent.

"Well, I will accompany you today, and I will often accompany you in the future." Chu Cheng looked at the person in his arms apologetically, and said softly.

"Okay~" Song Yanchu was full of energy in an instant, and hearing that Chu Cheng would accompany him felt that it was the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Yanchu, if I have to do something bad, will you forgive me?" Chu Cheng suddenly changed the subject and asked tentatively.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Song Yanchu asked suspiciously, half understanding.

"It's just a very bad thing."

"Xiao Su is right in everything he does." Song Yanchu smiled heartily, and suddenly he said excitedly, "The snow has stopped!"

"Ok?"

"Xiao Su accompany me to ride the bicycle, we can ride when the snow stops." Song Yanchu put his arms around Chu Cheng, with twinkling little stars in his eyes.

"En." Chu Cheng couldn't bear to refuse, and agreed after seeing the snow stop.

Song Yanchu ran to the side, distressedly picked up the bicycle he had carefully selected, and then carefully patted off the snow on it.

Chu Cheng suddenly realized that he might have gone too far, so he embraced Song Yanchu: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't just throw your things into the snow like this."

"It's okay, he's of good quality." Song Yanchu raised a gentle smile, patted the bicycle and said proudly.

Suddenly, Chu Cheng was moved. Wearing a serious and neat suit, he rode on the bicycle neatly like this, and smiled at Song Yanchu: "Come on."

"Okay." Song Yanchu was full of joy, and sat directly in the back seat of the car, hugged Chu Cheng's waist tightly, and leaned on Chu Cheng's back with a sweet smile on his lips.

Chu Cheng looked sideways at the little guy behind him, and couldn't help but raise a happy smile. The ruts were covered with snow, leaving deep marks along the way.

The speed of the car is not fast, but it is solid and stable, and the sun is shining all the way.

****

Chu Xi’s busy Christmas concert ended successfully on the afternoon of the 24th. Instead of attending the company’s celebration, he drove directly to the Metropolitan Police Department, waiting excitedly for the arrival of Christmas Eve.

"Ayan, here, here!"

Hearing this, the young man walked over with a smile, and his tall figure directly lifted Chu Xi from the driver's seat and put him on the passenger seat, and then sat on it by himself.

"Hey, where are the captain and his wife going on Christmas Eve?" You Yu who came to the parking lot whistled.

"Don't worry about it." Zuo Qiuyan responded with a smile.

"Happy Spring Festival!"

Foreign Street in Shaotang District is the place where the most foreigners gather in Jingzhou. On Christmas Eve, it is even more colorfully lit.Colorful lanterns entwine the sky, like the colorful candies of childhood, so colorful that people want to pick one and put it in their mouths.The European-style decorations along the street, the elegant and classic steeple houses, and the tall chimneys seem to deliberately make things difficult for the fat and fat Santa Claus, which makes people laugh.

On the top of the tall Christmas tree, bright yellow stars twinkle warmly, and a group of blond children happily dance around the Christmas tree.The brisk and slow song "Season in The Sun" was played on the stereo, and the magnetic male voice conveyed the best wishes to people's ears.

The marker pen wrote the names of the two on the royal blue balloon, with a heart drawn in the middle.Chu Xi smiled at his masterpiece, then tied the balloon string to Zuo Qiuyan's ring finger, and pressed a kiss on the back of Zuo Qiuyan's hand.Seeing this, Zuo Qiuyan pretended to be his cheek and kissed him fiercely, and the two of them entangled their lips and tongues under the sapphire blue balloon.

"I love you..." Love words spilled from Zuoqiu Yan's lips during the kiss.

Chu Xi struggled to separate the gluey lips of the two, and looked at each other in surprise: "What did you say?"

"I love you." Zuoqiu Yan's smile deepened, his eyes curled up.He has never said this sentence since the two got married. Although Chu Xi is not a woman, he does not need him to repeat love again and again, but he does not want the other party to fall into uneasy speculation.

Just as Chu Xi was about to say something, Zuo Qiuyan suddenly took out an object from his bag, and put it on his ring finger lightly.

It was a full jade finger ring, the lake was green and crystal clear, different from the secular marriage proposal rings made of gold and silver, the elegant and quiet light fragrance seemed to be the world's most valuable treasure from thousands of years ago.

Chu Xi stared blankly at the color of the jade finger.

"This jade ring finger was handed down from the family a long time ago, but I never knew the origin." Zuoqiu Yan said slowly, "I like it very much, so Dad gave it to me."

"Hmm, why don't I know about our family's stuff?" Chu Xi raised his eyebrows.

"Yiqing belongs to the Chu family, right?" Zuo Qiuyan pecked his cheek, "And then she married into the Zuoqiu family."

Chu Xi blushed, and changed the subject in a disguised manner: "Why did you give him to me?"

"Yiqing is very suitable for this color, and it is also suitable for jade." Zuoqiu Yan moved closer to him, and planted thin kisses on the cheeks. "No other ring can match it."

Surpassing the enthusiasm of the surrounding lights and festoons, Chu Xi slowly closed his eyes, concealing the surging tears, kissed back affectionately, interlaced lips and tongue, and said unsteadily: "I love you."

The Christmas bells rang crisply, playing joyful music, like a hymn played in a Gothic church.

The two bought two Christmas hats, put them on their heads playfully, looked at each other with a smile, and continued walking hand in hand on this festive street.

"Pudding, please." Chu Xi stopped in front of a cozy shop.

At the same time, another man in a windbreaker also stepped forward, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and a slender figure wrapped in black tights, extremely sexy.The blond hair was tied behind his head with a red, white and blue tricolor flag headband, blinking a pair of imaginative peach blossom eyes, and said to the boy at the window in a cheerful and joking tone: "Pudding, baby~"

The young man blushed when he saw the man, and started packing with a reply.The man whistled, then turned his gaze to Chu Xi who was aside, paused for a moment, and then tentatively asked, "Gu?"

Chu Xi froze for a moment when he heard this address—it was only called that when he was in France.He turned his head and saw the beautiful foreign man with light eyes. It took him a long time to ask, "Andre?"

"No no no~"

"Adolf?"

"No~"

"Adrian?"

"Hey, we played with him, at the Valen tavern on the banks of the Seine, Adrian's skills are great, do you remember?" the man asked in French.

Chu Xi only felt a burst of cold sweat, and Zuo Qiuyan's eyes shot back and forth between himself and him like cold machine guns, making him feel uneasy.He tried his best to pick up multiple sex scenes from the absurd and fragmented memory, and then tentatively asked: "Alva?"

The man shrugged his shoulders and smiled, his lines were soft and coquettish: "It's me, Gu, your memory is not very good." As he said that, he opened his hands and moved forward to kiss Chu Xi, but Zuo Qiuyan was caught by Zuo Qiuyan as expected. Push away coldly.

Alva looked at the tall and cold young man in surprise, his eyes were filled with possessiveness and hostility as he looked at himself, his strong hands made him hurt, and he immediately understood the situation as a seasoned veteran, and asked, "Lover?"

"Love." The fine French distinction allowed him to accurately convey Zuo Qiuyan's specialness and preciousness to the other party, and Chu Xi looked at Alva with firmness and declaration.

The latter raised his eyebrows understandingly, and said in what is said to be the most beautiful language in the world: "May God bless you."

At this time the pudding was ready, Alva took the pudding, looked at Chu Xi, suddenly remembered something, and asked jokingly: "Hey Gu, do you remember Mu Jin?"

"Who is it?" Chu Xi didn't want to remember at all these flowers in France, let alone say the names of these people.

"Hehe, Gu's memory is not good, it's that Chinese boy who really likes you." Alva smiled.

Chu Xi had some fragmentary images in his mind, but they were still vague: "I don't remember."

"OK, I won't bother you anymore." Alva blinked, then waved away gracefully.

Before he had gone far, Zuo Qiuyan said with a blunt expression like that of Yaksha patrolling the sea: "Who is it?"

"A classmate in Paris." Chu Xi said guiltily. In fact, he had slowly remembered Alva's identity. He was a man who was a painter and one of his many bed partners.

Zuo Qiuyan looked at Chu Xi whose eyes were a little dodgy: "Have you ever done it?"

That ridiculous past was also the last thing he wanted to mention, and because of this, he was rejected by Zuo Qiuyan.Now that the two are together, he also keeps silent.Fortunately, that Alva somehow jumped here from Paris to create such a situation.

"Yeah." Chu Xi sighed delicately, and forced himself to meet Zuo Qiuyan's eyes and eyes: "It's the past."

"I know." Zuoqiu Yan saw that his complexion was a bit uneasy, so he held him back and said, "I don't blame Yiqing."

"I did make a mistake." Chu Xi smiled bitterly frankly, making him think that it was unrealistic for Zuo Qiuyan not to mind at all, as can be seen from his performance just now.

"Stop talking." Zuoqiu Yan stretched out his hand to stroke his smooth chestnut hair, "Today is Christmas Eve."

Chu Xi smiled lightly, and held his hand: "Eat an apple."

"Eat the pudding first." Zuo Qiuyan said as he opened the box, only to see a heart-shaped pudding lying quietly inside, too cute to bear his mouth.But in the end, the two big men split up, as if wanting to swallow each other's hearts, and then smiled at each other with fruity mouths.

A smile wipes away the clouds and smoke of the past, and melts into the sky with the fireworks blooming in the sky.The two looked at each other's illuminated faces, and their lips and teeth met naturally.

You say that the street scene is bustling but the interest is dull, but you don't know the passionate couple.

****

Festivals are always crowded together, making people happy and out of breath.After Christmas is New Year's Day. On the 31st, Jingzhou seems to be immersed in restless excitement, and even the usual scene of heavy traffic has become abnormally joyful.

Even the recent frequent crimes can't stop people's enthusiasm for celebrating the festival - the earth still rotates, no matter how scared you are, you still have to reunite with your family, and if it doesn't happen to you, there will never be much change.

Even the Metropolitan Police Department, which has always been busy, left work early today, satisfying everyone's desire to return home.Except for some people who have to work overtime during the holidays, all the staff cleared up.

Zuo Qiujie put a thick stack of documents on the side of the desk, turned on the computer, frowning and frowning, his fingers were flying, and his fingertips were still trembling imperceptibly.After a long time, he closed his notebook and pressed his temples with both hands, as if he was thinking about something.Then he turned on the phone, and the text message from Jiu Future was still missing today.

An ominous premonition always hangs over my heart.

When he came to the parking lot, he happened to meet Chu Xi who came to pick up Zuo Qiuyan.

When Chu Xi saw him, he showed his still cynical expression, but without the hidden malice he used to have, it was a little more sweet and ostentatious.

He stretched out his hand carelessly from the car, and slapped Zuoqiu Jie on the shoulder: "Uncle, Happy New Year's Day! I won't be with you tonight for New Year's Eve~"

Zuoqiu Jie rolled his eyes at him: "No one is serious."

Chu Xi made a grimace indifferently: "Just now I saw Yang driving a car all the way, so hurry up, uncle."

"Understood." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and saw Zuo Qiuyan coming from the other side, and the moment he saw Chu Xi, his cold expression was replaced with a soft smile.

The man in the car immediately stretched out his head, Zuo Qiuyan quickly stepped forward to put on Chu Xi's face, and kissed him lightly, tenderly.

Looking at this scene, Zuo Qiujie suddenly felt a little pimple in his heart, maybe it was awkward for his son and nephew to be together, but he really had no reason to object.

After the two kissed, Zuo Qiuyan raised his head and whispered to him, "Happy New Year's Day, Dad." Then he walked to the other side, opened the car door and sat in.

Bentley, who flew away from the Metropolitan Police Department, made him stand and watch for a long time.

This feeling of trance in his heart lasted until he returned to the huge home. There were two people missing, and the originally lonely place seemed even colder.

But as long as that person is there, there will be no such thing as coldness.

The moment the door was pushed open, Zuoqiu Yang rushed towards him happily, he didn't even have time to take off the prosecutor's uniform, the wide robe directly surrounded him, like a garden full of blooming flowers in spring Fang Fei is not afraid in the cold winter at the end of the year.

The young man's clear laughter rings like a ring in his ears: "Father, let's make dumplings!"

"Why do you want to eat dumplings?" Zuo Qiujie scratched his nose with a smile.

"I want to eat the dumplings I made with my father." Zuoqiu Yang blinked, then bent Zuoqiujie's legs with the other hand, picked up the man from the entrance, and trotted along Step into the lobby with an antique corridor.

Zuoqiujie hooked Zuoqiuyang's neck quickly with his eyes and hands, and pressed his face against Zuoqiuyang's cheek, enjoying the feeling of being loved, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

The young man carried the man all the way to the kitchen, where he saw some dough and ingredients neatly placed.

"When did Yang Yang get ready?" Zuo Qiujie got down from him and raised his eyebrows.

"I decided a few days ago that I want to eat dumplings." Zuoqiu Yang took off his coat and put it aside, then took out two aprons and said seriously: "Little Bear and Papa Bear, we each have one."

"Okay." Zuo Qiujie took it and tied it gently for the young man, glanced at the ingredients on the table, and said, "Why is there no pork and lotus root powder? And..." He frowned in doubt: " When did Yang Yang also like to eat beef and carrot stuffing?"

"Because Dad only eats beef and fish." Zuoqiu Yang turned his head and began to put on an apron for the man, muttering, "That's why Dad never eats dumplings with us."

Zuo Qiujie recalled that during New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve in previous years, Zuo Qiu Yang enthusiastically took the other three members of the family to clean up the house, and even went to the supermarket in Xiangdao District to experience the life of buying New Year's goods.In the evening, I even dragged the three of them to watch the Spring Festival Gala tirelessly, even if they were yawning profusely.

He leaned forward and kissed Zuoqiu Yang's face: "Daddy will eat with Yang Yang today." As he said that, he picked up the dough on the side, dipped some water on it, and then picked up the stuffing and put it on, and after a while a Linglong The little dumplings jumped out.

Not to be outdone, Zuoqiu Yang skillfully wrapped it up and put it on, then compared carefully: "Father's bag is as good as Yang Yang's."

"The buns look better." Zuoqiu Jie laughed, and at the same time kept his hands on, continuing to remove the dough on the table.

The two worked together, and after a while, the table was filled with cute and tender dumplings, waiting to be put into the pot.Since it was New Year's Day, all the servants at home had gone back on vacation, and the kitchen was under their control at the moment.

After adjusting the heat, all he had to do was wait. Zuo Qiujie saw that there was still dough on the table and a large pot of flour beside him. Suddenly, he stepped forward to uncover the flour cover with a childlike innocence, scratched a little on his fingertips, and said: " Yang Yang."

"Huh?" Zuoqiu Yang turned around and saw the man's slender fingertips running across his face, and the delicate touch of flour adhered to his cheeks.

"Little cat." Zuo Qiujie said with a wicked smile.

"Father is good or bad." Zuo Qiuyang reacted, quickly picked up a handful of flour, smiled and began to paste the man's face. "Yang Yang also wants to make Dad a little cat."

Zuo Qiujie dodged lightly with a smile, a little flour splashed on his face.He continued to fight back unceremoniously, and the two immediately began to rack their brains to slap each other with flour. Plenty of flour flew like wild bees, filling the room, and laughter immediately filled the spacious kitchen.

"Yang Yang is very powerful, isn't he?" The man dodged an attack with raised eyebrows, and then pinched Zuoqiu Yang's waist with his flour-stained hand.

"Father is making a sneak attack, don't run!" Seeing that Zuo Qiujie was about to run out in one stride, Zuo Qiuyang quickly stepped forward and grabbed him, the lightning speed surprised the latter.

"Don't do it...haha, don't do it..." Zuoqiu Yang playfully tickled the man's body, making him laugh so hard he couldn't breathe.

The faces of the two were covered in flour, and they couldn't help laughing at each other's equally embarrassed appearance.forehead to forehead