After divorcing the male god

The rain was gradually falling, and the layers of dark clouds cast leaden shadows. At this moment, the sultry heat of summer reached its peak, and the whole world fell into a stifling low pressure.

Lin Duan stared closely at Qi Qing's tombstone. The marble stele was shining, with Qi Qing's black and white photo inlaid on it. The people in the photo stared at him with a smile.

Although he had never met the vice-captain, Lin Duan felt an indescribable closeness, as if he and Qi Qing were familiar with each other.If Qi Qing was alive, they should be able to become very good friends.

"Teacher Duan, if, if I can make up for you..." Lin Duan choked out a series of stuffy coughs as the air in his chest surged up. Under the dark sky, his eyes were extremely bright, "Okay, the future will last forever." He said firmly.

The torrential rain poured down, washing the soil and turning the already wet soil into a muddy mess.

Duan Jingsheng threw him into the mud with his hands, staring at him with dark eyes, Lin Duan looked back without fear.

His black hair was wet by the rain, and the strands of hair stuck to his pale cheeks. His eyes were as black as obsidian, which made his skin as pale as paper.

The white shirt was splashed with mud, and the trousers were also stained. Lin Duan put his hands on the ground and propped up his upper body. He wiped the rain from his eyes and looked up at Duan Jingsheng.

"I don't know what to do to make you feel better," Lin Duan opened his mouth, a little at a loss, but his eyes were unexpectedly firm, "but I will do what you want me to do."

Duan Jingsheng snorted mockingly, turned and left.

Lin Duan got up from the ground, patted his hands to wipe the mud off his palms, turned his head to look at Qi Qing who was smiling, followed Duan Jingsheng, and left the Qinglongshan Cemetery.

Duan Jingsheng came by car, Lin Duan followed him step by step, and arrived at the parking lot at the foot of Qinglong Mountain.

He watched Duan Jingsheng step into the driver's seat, carefully getting out of the way of the reverse car.

The window of the passenger seat facing him rolled down, Duan Jingsheng said impatiently, "Come up."

Lin Duan was flattered and pointed to himself: "Me?"

Duan Jingsheng glanced at him sideways, his eyes were unusually indifferent.

Afraid that he would get angry, Lin Duan took out the rain-soaked toilet paper in his trouser pocket, wiped the dirt all over his body, and got into the car cautiously.

Along the way, Lin Duan was so stiff that he didn't dare to move. Duan Jingsheng asked him to fasten his seat belt. Only then did Lin Duan dare to move his body. He tried his best to narrow his range of motion so as not to make the interior of the car more dirty with mud.

Duan Jingsheng glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw Lin Duan sitting upright, with his legs tightly closed like a big girl with yellow flowers, his eyes looking straight ahead, his hands on his lap, and even the seat was only a third full.

Duan Jingsheng sneered, he didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the car rushed up the main road like an arrow.

Between the first and second ring roads in Ningbei City, there is a rich man's villa area, covering an open area. Almost every villa has a swimming pool and garden.

When the two arrived at the villa, the rain had almost stopped.

Lin was covered in mud after being caught in the rain. In addition, his body was weak not long after he was discharged from the hospital, and he was a little dizzy. The soles of his feet felt weak as if he was stepping on a cloud.

The car door next to him was opened, and Duan Jingsheng looked down from a high position and said, "Come out."

Lin Duan was in a daze, and his back was hot and cold. He crossed his arms and got off the passenger seat. Duan Jingsheng slammed the door hard, and Lin Duan was startled.

He stared at Duan Jingsheng with wide eyes: "Teacher Duan?"

"Wash the car." Duan Jingsheng casually pointed to the black Porsche, the four tires were covered with mud, and the body was covered with uneven mud marks.

Lin Duan didn't speak.

Duan Jingsheng lit a cigarette, gripped the cigarette butt between his index finger and middle finger, the smoke was lingering, choking Lin Duan to cough even worse, he silently stepped back half a step.

"Not willing?" Duan Jingsheng asked in a casual manner.

Lin Duan shook his head to clear his mind a little bit, and he answered slowly in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

There used to be a fully automatic car washing machine in the garage, but Duan Jingsheng asked him to wash it by hand.

Lin Duan held the water faucet head, the metal edge sticking to his hands. His hands were used to holding delicate blades, but he couldn't adapt at this moment. Coupled with the lack of arm strength, his arms were numb from the water pressure.

Lin Duan didn't know how to wash cars at all, so he racked his brains to recall how the car wash workers operated when they passed by the car wash shop, so he followed the example of a gourd and sprayed water from the front of the car to the rear of the car relying on his vague memory.

It is not a technical job at all.

Lin Duan carefully cleaned every visible corner of the car body. He was so tired that he was out of breath. When he looked up, he found Duan Jingsheng standing in front of the French window, looking down at him.

Duan Jingsheng always stood so tall, Lin Duan could only stretch his neck and look up at him.

When he was young, Duan Jingsheng was too tall, he could only see his face when he looked up.Now, Duan Jingsheng's posture is still so high, unattainable, Lin Duan still needs to raise his head to pay attention.

Lin Duan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was speechless for a long time, Duan Jingsheng met his eyes, Lin Duan waved his hand and smiled at him.

Duan Jingsheng turned around and left.

Lin Duan sniffed, lowered his head and continued mopping the car, as his face that was originally showy suddenly became lonely.

His clothes were already soaked.The hot air dilates the pores, and the moisture vapor takes this opportunity to sneak under the skin.

Lin Duan's head was hot and his body felt cold. He squatted on the ground and leaned against the car door to wipe the dirt on the co-pilot.

"Uncomfortable..." Lin Duan tapped his temple.

It took more than four hours to wash the Porsche.

Lin Duan stepped down feeling weak, leaning on the wall and staggered to the door, he wanted to tell Duan Jingsheng that the car was washed, but his limbs became weak involuntarily.

Take a break, Lin Duan thought.He conveniently placed the rag on the steps, and fell down on his buttocks. This sitting was so jarring that his sanity almost flew away.

Lin Duan leaned against the door, yawned, and fell asleep drowsily.

For many years, I have never dreamed of the young Duan Jingsheng, but the indifferent Teacher Duan kept recurring in my dreams.

The forensic department has few people with complicated tasks, and medical students study in their third year of high school every day. Duan Jingsheng, he is so busy, busy with going out to arrest vicious criminals, busy with issuing reports to deal with administrative inspections, and busy coming and going.

Several times, Lin Duan mustered up his courage and wanted to ask him if he remembered his little brother from many years ago, but when he bumped into Duan Jingsheng who was so busy, he had no choice but to give up.

He gave up too many times, and Lin Duan thought, forget it, don't bother him, as long as he quietly looks up at Duan Jingsheng in the corner, that's enough for Lin Duan.

But now, he owed Duan Jingsheng so much.

Lin Duan leaned over with his arms around his knees, his head buried in his arms, and his brows were frowned uncomfortably.

As soon as Duan Jingsheng opened the door, he saw Lin Duan curled up under his feet, like a down-and-out curly-haired puppy, even his white hair was stained, he clenched his body pitifully, and moaned restlessly in his dream.

Duan Jingsheng frowned, feeling a strange sourness in his heart.

"Hey," the indifferent teacher Duan called impatiently, "get up."