remain silent

There was some silence after the meal, so Xu Jiayi simply treated Sun Zheyang as if he didn't exist, and put all her thoughts on taking care of Han Chenxin's meal.

Seeing that they were about to pack up after eating, Han Zhong suddenly asked Sun Zheyang: "You have nothing to do now, do you plan to find a job?"

Sun Zheyang answered casually: "No."

Xu Jiayi frowned involuntarily.

Han Zhong was still patient, and said, "Let me help you find something to do first. Maybe you don't have much money at the beginning, but it's better than messing around outside."

This time Sun Zheyang didn't veto it outright, he just said: "Let's talk."

After dinner, Xu Jiayi originally insisted that Han Chenxin stay at home to sleep, but Han Chenxin refused because of Sun Zheyang, "I have to go to work tomorrow," he said.

Xu Jiayi sighed and said, "It's all hurt like this, what work do you have to do?"

Han Chenxin just smiled and said nothing.

Han Zhong also thought that it would not be good for Sun Zheyang to go back alone, and he was more willing to let Han Chenxin go with him, so he said to Sun Zheyang: "It is inconvenient for your brother to hurt his hand, you should take care of him more."

After Han Zhong finished speaking, Sun Zheyang and Han Chenxin couldn't help but looked at each other without saying a word.

Going back at night, Han Chen thought about going to work tomorrow. Although he couldn't take a shower, it would be nice if he could simply scrub.

Han Chenxin turned on the faucet and put the hot water in the basin. Sun Zheyang leaned against the door and looked at him, asking him, "Do you need help?"

He still didn't forget that Han Chenxin got hurt because he blocked him.

Han Chenxin really needs help at this time. He can wipe his body with one hand, but twisting the towel is very difficult.

So Han Chenxin took a step back and said, "Can you twist the towel for me?"

Sun Zheyang stood up straight and walked towards him.

It was originally a small rented suite, and the bathroom was not too big. There was a separate shower room next to it. Two big men standing in front of the washbasin seemed a bit crowded.

The heat steamed up and covered the mirror with a layer of white mist. Sun Zheyang raised his head, and from the mirror he could only see a very vague silhouette of Han Chenxin behind him.

Han Chenxin was taking off his clothes. He was wearing a shirt inside and a coat outside. It was easy to take off, but the shirt got caught when it reached his right hand. He didn't pull it off for a while, so he simply gave up and let the shirt hanging on his arm.

Although he usually looks tall and thin in his clothes, Han Chenxin does not look too thin after taking off his clothes, but has a very well-proportioned and healthy figure. Although he doesn't like to go out, he goes to the nearby gym for a run from time to time. Maintain an appropriate amount of exercise.

Sun Zheyang turned around holding the towel, saw Han Chenxin like this, and said, "He's in good shape."

Han Chenxin reached out to take the towel, but Sun Zheyang didn't hand it to him.

"I'll do it," Han Chenxin said.

Sun Zheyang said, "Turn around, let me wipe your back first."

Han Chen hesitated for a moment, but still listened to his words and turned around to face the wall.

Sun Zheyang took a towel and wiped it from the back of his neck, then his shoulders and back.

Sun Zheyang's hands were strong, and Han Chenxin couldn't help raising his left hand to support the wall to stabilize his figure, and the muscles on his back stretched out in a graceful arc.

When the towel touched his waist, Han Chen couldn't help but move. He was a little sensitive, he couldn't tell if it was itching or something, and he couldn't help but want to avoid it.

Sun Zheyang didn't seem to notice, he wiped Han Chenxin's back with a towel, and then the sag where the waist was sunk into the waist of the trousers, he just thought without emotion, Han Chenxin's waist is quite thin, and her butt is also quite Warped.

After wiping, Sun Zheyang threw the towel into the washbasin, rubbed it vigorously, handed it to Han Chenxin, and said, "Okay, do it yourself."

Han Chenxin took it over and said, "Thank you."

Sun Zheyang went out of the bathroom and went to the living room to smoke and watch TV.

Han Chenxin reached out and closed the bathroom door. First, he wiped his chest briefly, then took off his trousers, and then wiped his legs as well.

……

The next morning, Sun Zheyang offered to drive Han Chenxin to work.

Driving all the way to the gate of the procuratorate, Han Chenxin was reaching out to unbuckle his seat belt, when he suddenly stopped and asked Sun Zheyang, "Where are you going?"

Sun Zheyang turned to look at him, "Do I need to report to you?"

Han Chenxin just looked at him without saying a word.

Sun Zheyang seemed a little helpless, and said: "I'll borrow your car and go out to find a job. You get off work at five in the afternoon, right? I'll pick you up then, do you think it's okay?"

Han Chenxin let go of his seat belt and said, "You'd better not mess around outside," then opened the door and got out of the car.

Sun Zheyang waved to Han Chenxin who closed the car door, but Han Chenxin didn't see it, turned around and walked into the procuratorate.

At this time, I met a young female colleague who had just entered the gate of the procuratorate, and greeted Han Chenxin with a smile: "Is there someone picking you up today? Handsome Han."

Han Chenxin nodded politely, and when he looked back, Sun Zheyang had already turned around in his car and left.

The female colleague just glanced at it, vaguely saw a man in the car, and found that the car seemed to be Han Chenxin's car. She couldn't help but feel weird, but she didn't know Han Chenxin too well, so she didn't have the nerve to ask.

When she looked back, she noticed that Han Chenxin's hand was hurt, so she let out an "Aiyo" and said, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Han Chenxin still said, "I accidentally fell."

The female colleague heard the words and said, "Be careful, or take a leave of absence for two days."

Han Chenxin nodded, did not continue the topic, and walked into the office building.

When Director Qi Song saw Han Chenxin in the morning, he said, "What happened?"

Han Chen hesitated for a moment, and told the truth, "I was beaten." He mainly thought that Yu Shengcheng and the others had a lot of contacts here, and if he talked about it, it would not be good for the director to know that he was hiding it from him.

Qi Song heard the words and said, "Come to my office and tell me what happened."

The two were sitting and talking in Qi Song's office, and the office door was still open. Soon the entire investigation and supervision department spread the news that Han Chen's heart was injured, and he also knew that he was helping his brother, the suspect in the previous murder case, to block the incident. It hurt with a stick.

After hearing what Han Chenxin said about the situation, Qi Song also said, "It's really complicated for you, or let the family pay some money, and let's settle it."

Han Chenxin said: "I think so too, now wait for the conclusion of the appraisal, and then contact the police officer at the police station over there."

Qi Song nodded, and then said to Han Chenxin: "If you look like this, you can't even use the computer, so I'm too embarrassed to oppress you. Go and write a note, and I'll sign it for you. Go back and rest for a week before coming back." , couldn't help complaining again, "How long will it take you to get well? You know a lot about us here, don't keep dragging me."

Han Chen felt a little helpless, "The injury isn't too bad. Even if I can't type, it's fine to come back and look at the case."

Qi Song waved his hand, "Go."

Han Chenxin came out of Qi Song's office, went to Xu Fang to help him write a fake slip, and then went to Qi Song and the chief prosecutor to sign it. After handing it over to the Political Department, he took out his mobile phone to call Sun Zheyang, when he suddenly realized that , I don't have Sun Zheyang's phone number at all.

Han Chenxin was stunned for a while holding his mobile phone. He originally wanted not to take a taxi back, but thought that Sun Zheyang would come to pick him up in the afternoon. Wait until Sun Zheyang comes to pick him up in the afternoon.

On Sun Zheyang's side, after driving Han Chenxin to the procuratorate, he went directly to Zhu Xiaoyan's teahouse.

He still worked in that teahouse for nearly a year. If Zhu Xiaoyan hadn't had this incident, he might still be willing to continue to spend his days in the teahouse.

Parking the car in the parking lot outside the teahouse, Sun Zheyang saw Hu Guangzhong, the little security guard who was receiving guests at the door as soon as he got out of the car.At first, Hu Guangzhong thought that a guest was coming early in the morning, and was about to greet him, when he saw Sun Zheyang get out of the car, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

Zhu Xiaoyan, the proprietress of the teahouse, was killed. The suspect was the proprietress' boyfriend Sun Zheyang. Everyone knew about it.

When Zhu Xiaoyan’s accident happened, the teahouse was closed for a week. These young migrant workers almost thought they had lost their jobs, but the teahouse reopened later, and everyone returned to work. However, the owner of the teahouse has changed. I gave it to the relatives of Boss Zhu's family. Little security guards like Hu Guangzhong don't care much about these things. He just needs to know that the treatment has not changed.

As for Sun Zheyang, they only knew that he killed the proprietress and was arrested and locked up, but no one knew when he was released.

Seeing Sun Zheyang come back suddenly, Hu Guangzhong was so frightened that he didn't dare to approach him as if he saw a murderer.

Sun Zheyang raised his hand to greet Hu Guangzhong naturally, and walked straight into the teahouse.

There was almost no business in the teahouse in the morning. Although it was almost ten o'clock, the shop had just started cleaning and setting up tables and chairs.

When the little girls saw Sun Zheyang coming in, they all backed away a few steps in fright, and no one said a word for a while.

Sun Zheyang also said to them: "Good morning." Then he walked towards the second floor.

When he was about to step on the last step leading to the second floor, he was stopped in front of him. A young man in a suit and glasses stood in front of him, preventing him from going any further, and said loudly: "Sun Zheyang? How did you escape, a murderer?"

Only then did the people downstairs come to their senses, and they crowded around the stairs and looked up.

Sun Zheyang originally held one hand on the armrest, but now he let go, sneered and said to the person standing in front: "Morning, Manager Liang."