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Deaver's cloudy eyes shrank suddenly, his dry lips twitched, and he shouted with difficulty, "You, swear—hiss!"

Yan Ji felt that it was absurd that an impious religious person would make others swear. She took out her mobile phone and crushed the shoe that was on Deaver's broken rib with her toe.

Diver's body turned blue and white, and beads of mung bean-sized sweat rolled down, but he still refused to let go: "Unless you swear! Unless—uh!"

Diver tremblingly raised his right index finger to the sky, and opened his thumb: "I swear by my son that I will tell you the truth! You swear too! I swear by the life of your dead parents, no, by the life of that Miss Yan Deng."

Yan Ji put the phone in his pocket: "Okay, I swear I won't kill you."

Deaver let out a long breath: "Your teacher Zhang Gongyu is not dead."

The sudden surprise made Yan Ji ecstatic to the point of unbelievable.Although she could see that Diffe held an important bargaining chip, she never expected that it was the teacher!

Yan Ji kept asking: "Where is she?"

"Remember your oath." Diver emphasized again, with a strange look on his face, "Lu Yanqi followed you to Youtang Hotel that night, and brought out Zhang Gong and Yu before the explosion."

Yan Ji's heart skipped a beat, Lu Yan's roar seemed to flash past his ears - "I've never been sorry to you!"

Diver stared at Yan Ji, saw her mind shaking, took the opportunity to say: "Lu Yan hid her quietly, how could he hide it from my eyes, but when I send someone to go, Zhang Gongyu has already disappeared."

Yan Ji's heart was going up and down like riding a roller coaster, and he only believed half of Deaver's words.Seeing that she didn't believe it, Diver hurriedly said, "Someone broke the door lock and rescued Zhang Gongyu, and left a message on the wall."

It was about the teacher's safety, Yan Ji didn't care about playing hard to get, and asked cooperatively: "What word?"

Deaver smiled bitterly: "I'll deal with you later."

Yan Ji felt happy, this is not something the teacher would say, it was probably written by a friend of the teacher, but it has the demeanor of an ancient knight.Director Ji and the teacher have known each other for a long time, and the two have similar circles of friends, so they might know who it is.

Seeing Yan Ji standing silently, Difu didn't know what he was thinking. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he asked hesitantly, "You, you killed...God Hum?"

Yan Ji was noncommittal, weighed the garden shovel in his hand, and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's easier to kill a god, or easier to kill someone."

Difu smiled anxiously, which was uglier than crying: "It really is... well, no wonder, no wonder."

Yan Ji was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he put the garden shovel back to the wall, walked to the low wall of the yard, and turned his palm out.Seeing her back going away, Diver was both surprised and happy. He lay on the ground gasping for breath, raised his hands and prayed: "Thank you, my Lord..."

"Excuse me." Yan Ji suddenly probed from outside the courtyard.

Deaver was startled suddenly, and almost choked to death without taking a breath.

Yan Ji raised the scythe in his hand, and seeing Deaver's terrified eyes, he said, "Don't be nervous, it's just returned to its original owner." Yan Ji raised the back of the scythe, raised his hand and swung it, and Deaver woke up to take care of it when the scythe fell completely. rose bushes.

Seeing that the rusty scythe looked familiar, Diver was about to ask, but when he saw that Yan Ji really turned around and left, he immediately shut his mouth tightly.

Yan Ji was worried about the teacher and immediately called Ji Bao.When the phone rang, Yan Ji's heart became more and more suspended.

"Hey!"

A kid playing with a roller came out of the corner, bumped into Yan Ji and fell to the ground.Yan Ji sighed in his heart, and hurriedly pulled up the mixed-race child on the ground: "Is there any pain?"

The mixed-race boy shook his head and said crisply, "Thank you sister."

The boy was a little shy after speaking, turned his head and ran to his mother, and grabbed her hand.The woman looked haggard, didn't notice Yan Ji, and told the boy: "Dad is sick, let's go home quickly and see if Dad wakes up."

Yan Ji brushed past the mother and son, exited the gate of Xingweiyuan community, and just arrived at the car, and saw several police cars approaching.One of them stopped next to her, its windows down, just in time.

Yan Ji smiled warmly: "Director Ying, such a coincidence."

Ying Zhao drew sword-shaped eyebrows today, with the tails of the eyebrows raised slightly, with a heroic look and a sharp look: "Well, I just saw an enthusiastic citizen report that the suspect in a suspected serious case tried to escape and unfortunately fell from the building."

Yan Ji bowed his body to pay tribute: "Thank you for your hard work."

Ying Zhao leaned out of the window, with a half-smile: "I still wear gloves on such a hot day."

Yan Ji leaned over and smiled lightly: "I'm afraid of causing trouble to the people's servants."

Ying Zhao: "When will you go to our Qiwushan Police Station and sit down?"

Yan Ji: "I haven't slept well recently, so I can't drink tea."

"Enough coffee."

"Okay, call me when you're done."

Saying goodbye to Ying Zhao, Yan Ji took off his gloves and stuffed them into his pockets, and drove straight to the Hongqiao vegetable market.Throwing the gloves into the large garbage truck at the entrance of the vegetable market, Yan Ji walked around the vegetable market for half an hour.Buy a local yellow ox hoof, two catties of Jilin mung beans, one catty of wild melon, half catty of dried dragon tooth lily, three taels of black pork tenderloin.

Yan Ji looked at the time, afraid that it would be too late to cook lunch, worried that Yan Deng would be hungry, so he went to the deli and cut up half a duck in sauce, a stewed pig's ear, shredded kelp for five yuan, and a serving of jelly.Passing by the fruit stand, I picked out a small watermelon and two catties of lychees.

Stopped and stopped all the way, finally drove into the underground parking garage of Taoyuanli Community.Yan Ji had five plastic bags on the left and five plastic bags on the right, with heavy hands and a happy heart.

After getting out of the elevator and walking to the door of the house, Yan Ji was just about to press his thumb on it when the anti-theft door opened automatically, and a cool breeze blew in. Yan Deng stood barefoot by the door, wearing Yan Ji's white T-shirt and khaki shorts.

Yan Ji handed her the cooked dishes: "Going out?"

Yan Deng put the dishes on the island platform, and quickly walked back to the sofa: "Well, it's a bad review. The drawing board was put in the express box without calling."

"Okay. Not only give a bad review, but also make a complaint." Yan Ji responded with a smile, and was stunned when he changed his shoes.On the carpet in front of the sofa were two torn paper bags filled with junk food such as French fries, chicken nuggets, and hamburgers, with a big yellow M printed on the packaging box.

Yan Ji stood at the door with vegetables in his hands: "...McDonald's?"

Yan Deng sat on the sofa and fiddled with the drawing board: "Well, McDonald's pies are delicious."

Yan Ji opened the refrigerator: "I'll just go out to buy groceries for a while, and you've already learned how to order takeaway."

Yan Deng snorted lightly: "Momo chirp."

"Yes, yes, it's a small mistake." Yan Ji put the dishes away, turned on the faucet to wash his hands, "I will eat the stewed vegetables at night, so I don't need to buy them tomorrow. I will make mung bean and lily soup later. The dried lily is very good, it is the dragon tooth Lily, it’s still rare for us to buy it here.”

There was no sound in the living room, Yan Ji guessed that Yan Deng didn't hear it, so he turned off the tap and walked out of the kitchen: "Mung bean and lily soup, do you want to drink?"

Yan Deng was lying on the back of the sofa, pursing his lips, and there was a trace of sneer on his face.

Yan Ji was very surprised, without wiping off the water on his face, he walked over curiously: "What's wrong?"

Yan Deng raised his hand to hook Yan Ji's neck, tapped his fingertips on the back of her neck like playing a piano: "I ordered milk tea."

Yan Ji couldn't help laughing: "Boss Yan, why are you living in seclusion in the mountains like this?"

Yan Deng leaned over to Yan Ji's lips, and looked at her with a smile.Being too close, breath entangled, skin burning like a heat wave, Yan Ji slightly lowered his chin, and pressed his forehead against Yan Deng's.The moment the lips touch, they cuddle together like orange-flavored clouds, soft and sweet.

The water in Yan Deng's eyes glistened, and his voice was soft and light: "Yan Ji."

Yan Ji's cheeks flushed instantly, he raised his hand to clasp the back of Yan Deng's head, and kissed him deeply.Rubbing his lips and licking his tongue, Yan Ji was like a reckless little beast, constantly asking for it, wanting to leave his own trace everywhere.

Yan Deng knelt on the sofa, raised his chin high, stretching his neck gracefully like a swan, but his eye feathers fluttered like a butterfly in a storm.Yan Ji inserted his fingers into her hair, which was as smooth as a crow's feather, and moved his other hand around her back to caress, the palm of his hand was hot.

Yan Deng clasped Yan Ji's arm, responding to all her plundering, burning and trembling for her, until it was hard to breathe, until it was unbearable, a slight sob came out of his nose.

The sudden surge of madness subsided, and Yan Ji's heart was entwined by the thread of thousands of twists and turns. She hugged Yan Deng tightly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you calling?"

Yan Deng didn't answer, but turned his head and kissed her, wet his red lips, and pressed against Yan Ji's earlobe: "It's you, it's always been you."

Yan Ji didn't hear clearly.The desire/fire next to her ear burns her soul, all she can hear is her own heartbeat, and the dry throat rolling in her throat.

Yan Deng leaned on Yan Ji's shoulder, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, a little shy and a little proud.

"Yan Deng."

"Ah."

"Lamp lamp."

"Ah."

Yan Ji rubbed his head against Yan Deng, suddenly became dizzy, forgot that he was competing with himself, and only had one thought, Yan Deng smells so good.

What's this smell?

It's the shampoo that the two of you picked out of the shelf full of shampoo, it's the sweetness of memories and milk tablets in the deep memory, it's the smell of shirts and T-shirts hanging on the balcony and drying in the sun.

With uncontrollable emotions surging in his heart, Yan Ji took Yan Deng's hand, stepped back half a step, and said solemnly: "I, I like you, very much."

Yan Deng's cold white skin was a little more bloody, and even the end of her eyes were stained with water red. She looked at Yan Ji, her eyes were so focused that it made people sink.Yan Ji was nervous and couldn't say anything, took her hand and put it on his lips and kissed: "No, no matter who I am, I like you and want to be with you forever."

Yan Deng laughed before saying anything, his usual low and ethereal voice was hoarse, his speech seemed to be infected by Yan Ji, and he stumbled a bit.

"Actually... I was worried before, afraid that my obsession was just wishful thinking. Yan Ji, who accompanied me, encouraged me, and would never give up on me no matter how dangerous it was, was just a person I imagined because I didn't want to die."

Yan Ji's eyes became hot, and he clenched Yan Deng's hand tightly.

"I, I'm afraid that Yan Ji is someone who doesn't exist, and I'm also afraid that she really exists."

Yan Deng stared blankly at Yan Ji, recalling the night they met again.The long darkness in Cornwall has made her forget how to express weakness and fear, and she is more of a childlike helplessness, as if standing at a crowded intersection: "You don't remember me, I am angry, and I am even more afraid."

Tears welled up in Yan Ji's eyes: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Yan Deng smiled, and gently wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "Idiot, do you really think that you are made of a lump of soil? It is said on the Internet that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a spirit."

Yan Ji burst into tears and laughed: "What nonsense."

Yan Deng raised his chin slightly: "What are you thinking?"

Yan Ji walked around the sofa and pushed her down: "I think a lot."

Yan Deng put his hands around Yan Ji's neck: "I'm so happy, you are better than I thought, upright, brave, kind and intelligent, these are not what I bestowed on you, but you are like this, you have always been like this. Yan Ji, you It’s worth it, it’s worth my heart and soul.”

Yan Ji lowered his head and kissed her forehead, eyes, nose tip, and lips, softly and reverently: "You are also very good, worthy of my love at first sight, thousands of times."

——End of "Critical"

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support. The main text of "Critical" is over, and there may be one or two extra articles depending on the situation.

The follow-up writing plan has not yet been determined, and it will be reported to readers after it is confirmed.

I have a lot of thoughts at the moment, and I don’t know what to say. Thanks again to the genuine readers. Every word I type and every story I tell is dedicated to you.

We have never met each other, and it is the most indifferent business relationship. You buy me a thousand characters for three cents, pay with one hand and deliver with the other, and each is happy when the money is cleared.If you don't like it, I'll never see you again.

We met again by chance, so coincidentally, you like the story I tell, you stop for me, you are my confidant.I look forward to your coming, whether you applaud and shout, or stand silently in the crowd, I am happy in my heart, not because of the jingle of three cents, but because of being liked by you.If you like it, I'm willing to go on telling unfashionable stories and showing off my teeth.

感谢在2020-07-0823:54:53~2020-07-1122:34:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: nanjoballno☆1;

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