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Jiang Ming didn't know why he memorized the name of a passer-by for no reason. Perhaps his life had been too simple and boring for a long time, so it was just to add to the fun when he had such an occasional encounter.

To be honest, Jiang Ming is a very "duplicate" person, because when you mention the police, the image that immediately pops up in everyone's mind is the image of a righteous and awe-inspiring man who stands up for the police to serve the public, but here is Jiang Ming. . .It's a little different.

Jiang Ming has grown faster than children of the same age since he was a child. When he became an adult, his height was basically fixed at 1.8 meters. He looks clean and delicate. He likes to listen to rock and folk songs. He used to like to play when he was in college. Skateboarding, and it's great.

After working, he often spends time alone and doesn't go out to play anymore. On weekends, he either stays at home or reads in Starbucks.

Yang Ziwen once talked about Jiang Ming with his friends like this: "If one day you see a little boy in a coffee shop who can sit quietly for two or three hours with a cup of coffee, and does not move, please help me remind him to get up regularly to go to the toilet. Don't let the urine suffocate you"

Although it doesn't sound very pleasant at first, Jiang Ming is indeed like this, even he himself sometimes wonders, if he doesn't work as a prison guard, it would be good to open a coffee shop.

After smoking a cigarette, Jiang Ming began to change his clothes. He was going to Yang Ziwen's house for dinner soon, and was thinking about whether to take a taxi or a bus when his phone rang. It was a message from Yang Ziwen.

"I'm here to pick you up, I'll be at the entrance of the community in 10 minutes"

Seeing the car, Jiang Ming suddenly felt better. He whistled, put on his clothes and shoes, grabbed the box of Zhongnanhai and went out.

At the gate of the complex, Yang Ziwen stood in front of her bright red Audi car, wearing sunglasses and a set of black jumpsuit, which made her beautiful figure even more delicate.

She is a woman who has too high demands on herself. Whenever she appears in the public eye, she is always glamorous, and she is not finished without attracting everyone's attention.

But there is no freshness in Jiang Ming's place.

Yang Ziwen shook the key in Jiang Ming's hand, but when he was about to laugh, he bumped into Uncle Li.

"Liushui, why are you going here?"

Jiang Ming raised his finger and pointed in Yang Ziwen's direction, "Oh, Uncle Li, I invited a friend for dinner."

Uncle Li turned around and raised his eyes from the reading glasses, then nodded as if he had understood something, and said, "Okay Liushui, my girlfriend is so handsome, your aunt was nagging about introducing you to a girl a few days ago. Well, I have to go back and tell her, don't worry about it."

Regarding this misunderstanding, Jiang Ming explained it no less than a hundred times, but he still had to repeat, "Uncle Li, she is not my girlfriend, so don't ask my aunt to introduce her to me, I don't want to look for it now"

Uncle Li wanted to say something, but he saw Jiang Ming waving at him, "Uncle Li, I'm in a hurry, so I'll meet you for tea later."

. . . . . . .

In the Audi car, Jiang Ming squinted at Yang Ziwen while fastening his seat belt, and said, "You can't do that, you want to get married or something?"

"Married?! Are you marrying me?"

Jiang Ming turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Yang Ziwen didn't say anything more, but there were mixed feelings in her heart. She and Jiang Ming had known each other for more than ten years. They were classmates in junior high school and high school. According to her parents, "a man who is talented and a woman who looks like a woman should be together." . . . . .But these years, Jiang Ming didn't seem to see her as a girl at all, and the more he got along, the more he looked like a buddy, and now, he has completely become a relative.

In fact, Yang Ziwen liked Guo Jiang Ming when he was young. He was good-looking, intelligent, and handsome. After being hit, she never dared to think about Jiang Ming again.

How old was Yang Ziwen that year? 11 years old? 12 years old?Hey, it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, I just learned what liking is. At that time, her family was very close to Jiang Ming's, and her parents knew each other well. They were in the same class at school, so they always walked together in everything they did. of.

Later, for some reason, my classmates said that I was talking about boyfriend and girlfriend. Of course, the gossip was also spread to the teacher at the first time.

Yang Ziwen still remembers the way her junior high school head teacher glared at them when they talked to them. Yang Ziwen's personality at that time was not as bold as he is now, and he blushed like iron when facing the problem of puppy love, and he didn't know how to explain it.

But Jiang Ming was different. He looked at the teacher and replied calmly: "Teacher, I don't like girls."

Like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, both Yang Ziwen and the homeroom teacher looked at Jiang Ming in surprise, the former mourned heartbroken, while the latter lamented the treason. . . . . .

This incident soon reached the ears of Jiang Ming's father. At that time, the word gay was not widely recognized in China, nor could it be understood and accepted by the public. Besides, the old man had been upright and staunch all his life, so Jiang Ming would inevitably be caught by him. Dad beat me hard.

Yang Ziwen stood in the living room of Jiang Ming's house and witnessed the whole process. In the end, she pleaded with Jiang Ming's father, saying that Jiang Ming said that on purpose because he didn't like her, which saved Jiang Ming's life.

In the following years, Yang Ziwen did not see Jiang Ming pursuing any woman, and the ridiculous thing is, no man either.

When Jiang Ming was studying at the Police College, there were more boys than girls in the school, and Yang Ziwen teased him saying "the opportunity has come", but until he graduated and went to work, he was still alone, living like a wanderer.

There have been a few times, Yang Ziwen tried to bring Jiang Ming to some clean gay circles, and introduced handsome guys to him, but he always looked lazy and had nothing to do with himself. , Others pushed a glass to change a cup, and he watched it, as if he was an outsider watching the fun, whether it was exciting or not had nothing to do with him.

As for male friends, there are a few, but not to that extent. Yang Ziwen has no way of knowing whether he intends to be like this for the rest of his life. Sometimes she feels sad when she sees Jiang Ming alone, and she especially misses the past. give him a hug.

It's just that Yang Ziwen knew in his heart that he didn't need it.

Maybe Jiang Ming knows himself too well, that's why he knows what he wants. With a glance, he knows who will walk into his life, yes, no, no, he lives more thoroughly than anyone else .

A few minutes later, the car drove to the first intersection and Yang Ziwen turned the steering wheel. Jiang Ming didn't react for a while, and grabbed Yang Ziwen's arm and asked her, "Aren't we going to your house? This road..."

"Wash the car. Anyway, it's still early for dinner. When I come out, my parents are just going to do it."

Jiang Ming: "...OK"

After the car was parked, Jiang Ming unbuckled his seat belt and said, "I'm going down for a cigarette."

Yang Ziwen leaned down and threw the Marlboro double explosive beads to him, saying: "I brought them back from abroad"

Jiang Ming looked down, but didn't answer, "I'm not used to smoking like you", and got out of the car after speaking.

Yang Ziwen was too lazy to move, so he closed the car window and started playing with his mobile phone.

The store seemed to be doing a good business, and there were quite a few people washing cars. Jiang Ming turned left and right to find an open space, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, he was used to holding the cigarette in his left hand, while holding the cigarette case and lighter in his right.

The lighter was given by Yang Ziwen. She flew to Frankfurt once, and when she was shopping with friends, she thought it looked pretty good, so she bought it for Jiang Ming. He has been using it for two years, so it's not like he likes it, but it's handy.

There was the sound of spitting water all around, Jiang Ming looked down at the cigarette in his hand, two drops of water fell on it, he frowned and moved two steps aside.

"Brother Kun, the LaCrosse is rented out, and someone booked it with me just now."

"Then you call Xiaoxue and tell him to bring the car back tonight."

Jiang Ming bit his cigarette and paused, he felt that the pores of his whole body were shrinking, as if he had stepped into the ice and snow.

In the direction of two o'clock, he raised his eyes, and it was indeed him. With such a high frequency of encounters, it was difficult for Jiang Ming to ignore him.

Jiang Ming withdrew his gaze, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it with his foot. After turning left and right for the third time, a pair of pure white sneakers appeared in his sight, and they were no longer the pair from the rainy night.

At this moment, Yang Ziwen, who was sitting in the car, saw Jiang Ming standing face to face with a man she had never seen before through the water falling from the car window, like two straight poplar trees. . . . . .She narrowed her almond eyes and couldn't sit still.

Lu Kun also saw Jiang Ming, he was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his forehead meaningfully, his eyes looking at Jiang Ming through his fingers still had a cold light.

Even in broad daylight.

"Come wash the car?"

Jiang Ming raised his ankles slightly, then fell back to the original place, "Well, I came with a friend."

Said friend, when the friend arrived, Yang Ziwen walked over within a few steps, Jiang Ming knew that she came here because of the smell, a fresh masculine smell.

In this regard, Yang Ziwen is almost invincible.

She put one hand on Jiang Ming's shoulder, hooked his chin with her index finger, and said, "Is this your friend?"

Jiang Ming twisted his head in disgust, his face was not very good-looking.

Yang Ziwen ignored him and recommended himself directly, "Hello, my name is Yang Ziwen"

Lu Kun raised one corner of his mouth and stared at Yang Ziwen but there was no look in her eyes.

"Hi, my name is Lu Kun"

Two unfamiliar hands from the opposite sex held together, very briefly.

"You guys chat"

Jiang Ming lowered his head and walked through the narrow gap between them. He didn't really want to hear Lu Kun's voice, it wasn't annoying, but he just felt uncomfortable. As for why, he couldn't say.

The two people who stayed behind were not embarrassed. Yang Ziwen crossed his arms and looked at Lu Kun. This man was a little taller than Jiang Ming, and he should be 1.8 meters five, or eight or seven. . . . . .Just in line with Yang Ziwen's high standards, the hormones emanating from his body are so strong that it makes people forget.

"You two met recently, right? I haven't heard Jiang Ming mention you before."

Lu Kun nodded, "Are you Officer Jiang's girlfriend?"

This time it is Yang Ziwen's turn to explain their relationship, "Just remove the word "female""

After hearing this, Lu Kun turned his head and looked in the direction where Jiang Ming was leaving, without any response.