After divorcing the male god

"Are you awake?" Duan Jingsheng put down the folder in his hand.

Lin Duan lowered his eyes and said nothing. He got up from the bed, covered with Duan Jingsheng's windbreaker, and behind him was the cold bricks. Lin Duan leaned back in a daze, looked up at the sky, his hands and feet were cold.

Duan Jingsheng stared at him deeply, as if without him, Lin Duan had gained some weight, and his wrist was more fleshy than before. He bent one leg, crossed the other leg, put his hand on his knee, and the other hand Touched his forehead.

The wrist that touches the forehead is wearing a silver metal restraint ring, which is close to the flesh and reflects light that is not too harsh.

Lin Duan was startled, and asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

"Cats suppressor can inhibit the activation of the biochip." Duan Jingsheng thought for a while, and said, "Mo Gan took it off his hand."

Lin Duan was stunned, he didn't experience too complicated thinking, as if he only moved his toes, he asked silently: "You went to the Golden Triangle, just for this?"

Duan Jingsheng nodded.

"Almost died?" Lin Duan raised his eyes.

"No, the bullet got stuck in the crack of the bone, so he didn't die." Duan Jingsheng laughed at himself, probably remembering that Lin Duan wanted him to die.

Lin Duan pursed his lips tightly, his eyelashes trembled, he let out a long breath, lowered his eyes, and said indifferently: "That's a pity."

Duan Jingsheng understood what he meant, and slight ripples appeared in his heart.

Being cursed to death by one's lover sounds cruel.If it were the domineering and powerful Teacher Duan in the past, he would definitely be extremely angry, but until now, except for a negligible ripple, Duan Jingsheng has no unnecessary emotional throbbing.

He said softly: "You are well, live a long life, I am older than you, I must die before you."

"Then I will remember to burn paper money for you."

"OK."

Lin Duan threw the windbreaker aside, bent his legs, wrapped his arms around his knees, buried his face in the knees, like a curled up ostrich.

"If you're sleepy, lie down and sleep." Duan Jingsheng said, "I...my parents are here to accompany you."

Lin Duan didn't speak, curled up quietly.

Duan Jingsheng rubbed his head, patted him twice, picked up the folder on his lap, and continued to browse through the documents.

It was a quiet and boring afternoon. Lin Duan was thirsty, and there was a glass of warm water on the bedside table. Lin Duan felt cold. Duan Jingsheng just called a nurse to let him turn up the temperature of the air conditioner. Lin Duan was full of irritability. I don't know when there was an extra deck of playing cards: "Play for a while?"

"Don't play this."

"Then, what are you playing?"

"..." Lin Duan turned his head and looked around: "Where is my mobile phone?"

Duan Jingsheng hesitated, Lin Duan climbed out of bed and looked around for his mobile phone, Duan Jingsheng silently took out Lin Duan's rice 7 from his bag: "Here."

Lin Duan turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes flickered, and he glared at Duan Jingsheng.

He took back his phone and looked through it. It was full of missed calls marked as Yan Yan, as well as WeChat messages from Du Qin. Duan Jingsheng had been in a coma these days, and Lin Duan hadn't contacted them. The two wondered if Lin Duan had been kidnapped.

"Go back to Du Qin and leave Yan Yan alone." Duan Jingsheng frowned.

"You can't control it."

Duan Jingsheng: "..."

He closed his voice, sat back in the wheelchair, and silently listened to Lin Duan and his friends calling to report that they were safe.

When Lin Duan replied to Yan Yan, Duan Jingsheng's ears were pricked up. He pretended to be calm and didn't look at Lin Duan. He lowered his head and continued to flip through the documents.Lin Duan lowered his eyes and happened to see his documents. He paused, reached out to take out the documents in Duan Jingsheng's hand, turned his head and put them back in his arms: "It's the wrong way."

Duan Jingsheng: "..."

Yan Yan and Lin Duan didn't chat a few words. Lin Duan was not a talkative person. Afraid of his embarrassment, Yan Yan asked him if he was safe and hung up.

Lin Duan hung up the phone, and Duan Jingsheng looked at him blankly: "What are we playing?"

Lin Duan opened the mobile app, Werewolf Killer, sent it to Duan Jingsheng and said, "This."

Duan Jingsheng hissed lightly, with doubts in his eyes, he patted his thigh and said, "I won't."

Lin Duan withdrew his hand, Duan Jingsheng grasped it, grabbed his outstretched hand, and gently pecked it between his lips: "Teach me, I learn quickly."

……

Duan Jingsheng is simply an idiot, infinitely throwing the wrong wolf, vomiting blood on his teammates, fortunately he was outnumbered, under the wise leadership of the police chief, the good guys defeated the werewolves.

At the end of the round, Lin Duan put down his phone, and Inspector Duan Jingsheng took a peek at his identity, "Damn it," Mr. Duan, who hadn't been rude for a hundred years and remained elegant, was anxious: "Why are you a wolf? I thought you were a prophet!"

Lin Duan: "..."

"pig."

Duan Jingsheng frowned, not convinced anymore: "Come again."

In the first game, there was an online voice communication. On the way, a child asked Duan Jingsheng who was on the opposite side: "Uncle, what is your relationship with your brother downstairs? Are you two together? I heard! Don't exchange identities. "

Lin Duan typed: "That's my dad, he's getting older, please be considerate."

There was a string of "So that's how it is" on the screen, and the kid pierced through it straightforwardly: "Wow, no wonder the old man admitted his mistake. It's not easy for the old man to play this game, and his brain speed can't keep up."

"..." Duan Jingsheng's face turned red, "Lin Duan!"

Lin Duan looked up at the sky and whistled.

The two played until late at night, and the nurse couldn't help knocking on the door to remind: "The patient should rest early, he is just out of danger."

Lin Duan threw away the phone: "No more playing."

Duan Jingsheng watched him get out of bed to wash, Lin Duan finished washing, the nurse came in to wipe Duan Jingsheng's hands and feet, and pushed him back to the next ward, Duan Jingsheng looked at Lin Duan, reluctant to part with him, his eyes were a little reluctant.

"Sleeping." Lin Duan pulled up the quilt: "Look again, and I'll let my uncle and aunt come over to accompany you."

The hospital couldn't sleep, so Duan Zhennan and Zhu Ling went to the hotel to rest.

Duan Jingsheng withdrew his gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful not to catch a cold."

Lin Duan lay back on the bed, turned his back to him, and fell asleep.

Lin Duan resigned from his job, and now he is an idle and unemployed vagrant, living and eating at Duan's house.

Duan Jingsheng was different. Even during his recuperation period, there were still many heavy affairs waiting for him to deal with. On the one hand, it was Teng Jing, whom he had left for three months, and on the other hand, Zhao Chuan.

Since he came to the capital, fortunately Lin Duan was fine, so he wandered around with his bag on his back, visited several big gardens, and walked back to the hospital with Daoxiang Village in his bag. Duan Jingsheng looked at He looked at the pile of paper materials thrown on the bed of the escort, and suddenly felt bald.

Lin Duan took a bite of the preserved fruit and threw it aside, thinking it was too sweet.

Duan Jingsheng raised his eyes and said, "Give it to me before you finish eating, don't waste it."

Lin Duan stared at him with a dull expression, grabbed the half-tasted preserved fruit and handed it to Duan Jingsheng.

Duan Jingsheng raised his hand to catch it, flipped through the document with the other hand, lowered his head and licked and licked the small gap that Lin Duan had tasted, probably finished licking all the saliva that Lin Duan rubbed on it, put the preserved fruit aside, and didn't eat it.

"It's too sweet." Facing Lin Duan's suspicious scrutiny, Duan Jingsheng calmly explained: "It's too sweet."

"kimo tiwarui."

"What the hell?"

Lin Duan shook his head, lowered his eyes and continued to play his 3D clothing collection game, Duan Jingsheng glanced at it, and commented loudly: "This girl is playing it."

Lin Duan ignored him, Duan Jingsheng got excited, and said in a serious manner: "Very good, let's have a daughter, and you will dress it up."

Teacher Duan began to think about the future: "You pick up the children from school, and I cook at home. Let's make Tengjing bigger and earn more money, so that the little princess will have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life. The child should be like you. You are good-looking. "

Lin Duan was dumbfounded by what he said, and raised his eyes indifferently: "You gave birth?"

Duan Jingsheng rubbed his chin in thought: "In terms of posture alone, it should be your birth."

It was probably too ridiculous, but Lin Duan didn't take it seriously, but instead grasped the essence behind the joke, he leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair and said lightly: "I didn't want to spend my whole life with you, Duan Jingsheng, you go and a woman Let's marry."

I don't know how many times that silent dull pain made Duan Jingsheng feel painful, but he wrapped up the piercing pain very well, without showing any weakness, even though the softest part of his heart had caused Lin Duan to poke several empty leaks mouth.

"Then what are your plans in the future?"

"I don't know." Lin Duan asked back, "Will you still tie me up?"

Duan Jingsheng laughed uglier than crying: "No, never again."

"Oh, that's good." Lin Duan said lightly: "It's almost Chinese New Year. After the New Year is over, I will go back to Qingyan to find a job and take the old man back from the nursing home. I have never liked women since I was a child. Maybe married. If there is a chance in the future..." Lin Duan paused, then continued in a low voice: "Find someone of the same sex to get along, and then adopt a child or a cat."

After Lin Xianxian fell ill, Lin Duan had no time to take care of Ala, so he had to give Ala to a neighbor. When he left, Ala chased after the car, and no one could hold it back.

That sound of barking was very sad to hear.

So Lin Duan didn't want to keep a dog anymore, it's not good to be too loyal.

"What about me?" Duan Jingsheng asked, "You don't have me in your future life plan, you'd rather find someone to make a living than me, right?"

Lin Duan was dazed, frowning his delicate eyebrows in wonder: "Why are you there? I'm going back to Qingyan, and you are in Ningbei. You are the president of Tengjing, and you have nothing to do with ordinary people like me."

Duan Jingsheng was in a hurry. He suspected that Lin Duan didn't understand what he meant. He grabbed Lin Duan's wrist, and sweat broke out on his forehead. Go find someone else, Lin Duan, stay with me."

Lin Duan was silent.

The terrible silence aggravated Duan Jingsheng's uneasiness. He asked cautiously, "What's the matter? You don't want to?"

Lin Duan suddenly withdrew his hand, hugged the restraining ring on his wrist, raised his eyelids and asked, "You gave me the restraining ring, do you still want Qi Qing?"

Duan Jingsheng was stunned.

Lin Duan frowned: "I thought we were cleared. You caused me to fall to this point, but you brought back the restraining ring. I thought we were cleared." Lin Duan emphasized.

"You think I want to be with you because of Qi Qing?" Duan Jingsheng finally understood his brain circuit.

Lin Duan didn't speak, and silence meant acquiescence.

"I like you." Duan Jingsheng said eagerly, "You are Lin Duan."

Lin Duan broke free from him, stood up and walked quickly to the door, he pulled the doorknob open, the cool wind blowing in his face, he turned his head to look at Duan Jingsheng.

The man watched him sadly.

Those longings that couldn't be obtained went round and round, and finally transferred from Lin Duan to Duan Jingsheng.When Duan Jingsheng found out that he was in love with Lin Duan, Lin Duan no longer believed it. Not only did he no longer believe it, but Lin Duan's liking had also quietly turned into indifference.

"Farewell," Lin Duan hesitated, and said, "I'm not Qi Qing, and I don't want to take off the restraining ring, and I don't want to be tortured by you for the rest of my life. Let's...forget it, you will be Do good deeds, let me go. After I return to Qingyan, I will never come to you again."

"Duan Jingsheng, I won't bother you anymore." Lin Duan regretted a little: "When you had PTSD three years ago, I shouldn't have decided to stay by your side."

"Teacher Duan," Lin Duan smiled wryly, "Let's settle the matter."

The road is facing the sky, each side walks, from then on, the well water does not interfere with the river water, you have nothing to do with me, and I have nothing to do with you.

You are the scenery on the street, I stayed by your side for a few more seconds, and then we parted, throwing those mottled memories into the dust and letting the years shatter.

This is the best solution Lin Duan can think of.

It is too difficult for him to forgive Duan Jingsheng, it is better to forget it.

"Lin Duan," Duan Jingsheng repeated stubbornly, "I like you."

"Yan Yan and Du Qin have arrived in the capital and asked me to have a drink." Lin Duan raised his phone, but did not respond positively, and walked out of the ward: "Come back tomorrow morning."

Lin Duan left.

In the empty and silent ward, the man's back, which had always been straight, was bent.

Duan Jingsheng bent down, covered his face with one hand, and uncontrollably choked up his throat.

After more than half a month in the best hospital in the capital, Duan Jingsheng has almost recovered. Ningbei is busy with affairs, and no one can take charge of the overall situation. It happens that the Spring Festival will be a week away. After getting the doctor's permission, Duan Jingsheng brought Lin Duan back to the hospital. Ningbei.

Zhu Ling knew about Lin Duan's plan to return to Qingyan, and begged him to stay and spend the Spring Festival together before leaving. Lin Duan thought about it, and the Duan family and his wife treated him very well, so they didn't refuse, and stayed in Duan Jingsheng's villa temporarily .

The Spring Festival is very lively, Lin Duan fell asleep on New Year's Eve, and he had a dream.

Surrounded by boundless darkness, he saw Qi Qing.

Qi Qing had delicate features, not like a policeman, but more like a teacher at school, with a gentle smile, and asked kindly, "How have you been these three years?"

Lin Duan wondered, "Why do you ask that?"

"You understand, your life originally belonged to me, and I lent you these three years." Qi Qing said softly, "Lin Duan, I have done so much to eradicate HTCO, but I didn't have time to come back to see Jingsheng for the last time. I don't think it's fair."

"Do you like Duan Jingsheng?"

"Yes, I have liked him for ten years." Qi Qing sighed: "Since you don't want him, give him back to me, okay?"

Lin Duan was silent.

Qi Qing persuaded: "There is a high probability that your father will not wake up, and your mother has passed away. You are now hopeless, and you can't even hold the forensic doctor's scalpel. Lin Duan, let me go back. I will continue to be a policeman, and I will continue to be a policeman." Take care of Jing Sheng. The person Jing Sheng wants to see has always been me, right?"

"I will take care of your father with all my strength. I will bring Ala back and raise another civet cat." Qi Qing said with a smile, "Jing Sheng and I will spend the rest of our lives happily."

"Brother Qi, Duan Jingsheng has paid so much for you, he really loves you very much."

"I'm just sorry for you."

Lin Duan approached Qi Qing, stared at his eyebrows and eyes carefully, grinned and said: "It's okay, if you didn't let me, I would have died three years ago. Brother Qi, let me think again, there is still a year left something, I have to do it."

"what?"

Lin Duan said softly but firmly: "To avenge you, if you want Zhao Chuan to pay the price, he must die."

A gust of wind whizzed past, blowing away the dense darkness, and he heard Qi Qing's whispers floating in the air: "Lin Duan..."

"Lin Duan!" Duan Jingsheng shouted, "Happy New Year——"