[Thunderbolt] Your sister

Feng Qianxue held the doorknob with one hand, put down the small suitcase in the other hand, kicked off her sandals, and shouted into the room: "I'm back."

While changing slippers, I accidentally found two pairs of men's high-end leather shoes on the shoe rack. Just wondering, Mo Chenyin turned out of the hallway and smiled at her unnaturally: "Qianxue, you're back. It just so happens that your second uncle And Uncle Three are here too."

"Oh."

She dragged the suitcase to the room, walked into the living room, and saw Zhao Muzun and Yin Qiujun sitting on their antique sofa and staring at Mo Chenyin.

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle. Why are you free to come here today?"

Sitting opposite Yin Qiujun, she couldn't help being surprised that these two busy people came to the house on weekdays.

Yin Qiujun winked at Mo Chenyin with the corners of his eyes hanging, and Mo Chenyin cleared his throat: "Cough...well, Qianxue, that...your father is coming back."

"..."

Feng Qianxue was speechless for a moment, and Mo Chenyin had already explained the situation quickly: "The police rescued him at the beginning of last year, and his body had already collapsed at that time... he has been recuperating in Linggu Mountain for more than a year, and he was recently discharged from the hospital. "

Feng Qianxue hugged her pillow in silence for a long time before she said, "You didn't tell me anything... I thought he died in the line of duty."

Mo Chenyin scratched her head in embarrassment: "I'm afraid it will affect your mood."

"Write a letter, or even make a phone call?" Yin Qiujun narrowed his eyes displeased: "The world has disappeared for several years, why are you still hiding when you come back?"

"This involves criminal confidentiality..."

"Okay." Zhao Muzun put down the teacup: "When will it be?"

"The flight the day after tomorrow is around four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Qianxue, clean up your house these two days." Zhao Muzun raised his hand and looked at his watch: "I have a negotiation the day after tomorrow, and I will send Yun Chuino to pick you up at the airport."

Feng Qianxue nodded: "Okay."

Yin Qiujun looked around at the two-bedroom, one-living old house with an area of ​​less than 60 square meters: "Mo Chenyin, do you still want to live here when he comes back?"

"There are still a few vacant dormitories in the bureau, I'll just move there."

"Fourth uncle wants to go back to the police station?

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, there are a group of bachelors in the bureau, which is also very convenient."

Feng Qianxue got up and said, "Then I'll go and pack your things."

"Don't bother you, I can do it myself..."

"Are you sure you remember where you put your stuff?"

Feng Qianxue didn't even lift her eyelids, Mo Chenyin showed embarrassment on her face.

Since Zheshan disappeared on a mission three years ago, he has moved in to live with Qianxue, the original idea was to take care of her.Unexpectedly, I was so busy all day long that Qianxue took care of all the family affairs, and even when he was too busy for a while and was hospitalized with stomach bleeding, Qianxue went to guard him for more than half a month.

After all the calculations, I don't know who will take care of whom.

Feng Qianxue walked into Mo Chenyin's bedroom—actually it used to be Zhe Shanjun's bedroom—staring in a daze at the yellowed photos on the wall.

In a dark red jacket, with a serious baby face at all times, he is holding a little girl whose head is no higher than his waist, and there are several giraffes in the zoo in the background.

...It's been three years.

Sighing silently, he took out the military luggage bag from the closet, folded Mo Chenyin's clothes one by one, and put them in gently.

In the living room, Yin Qiujun lowered his voice and asked, "Mo Chenyin, aren't you going to tell her about Zheshan's current situation?"

"I'll explain later."

Zhao Muzun was aware of Mo Chenyin's concerns, and said eloquently: "She will soon be promoted to senior year, and she should graduate next year. I remember that she expressed her intention to study in graduate school before, and because of her grades, she wants to be a graduate student." It's okay. It's just that if she knows about Zhe Shan's situation, she will probably give up."

"This girl is too precocious." Yin Qiujun recalled that when she was filling out the volunteers for the college entrance examination, Feng Qianxue filled out an ordinary university nearby in order to take care of Zhe Shanjun.Unexpectedly, just after the start of university, Zheshan disappeared, and Mo Chenyin was replaced to take care of her.

"Zhao Muzun, you are familiar with Chu Junyi, see if you can find a way to win her the opportunity to study in the Liuting Hall."

"Ah."

Leaving the gangway, the Zheshan Army was a little dizzy from the bright sunlight.

Meng Baiyun saw that his complexion was not good, so he reached out to give him a hand: "Is there any problem?"

"fine."

His luggage is extremely simple, except for a few sets of clothes in the medium-sized suitcase, the rest is medicine.

Feng Qianxue and Yun Chuiye had been waiting at the exit, and she barely recognized the Zheshan army coming towards them.

"……dad?"

He hesitated and called out.

But after walking for a short distance, a layer of sweat had already broken out on Zheshan Jun's forehead. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and gave her a faint smile: "Qianxue."

Yun Chuiye neatly took the luggage and went to the parking lot to drive the car over. The father and daughter got into the back seat, and Meng Baiyun got into the passenger seat.

Feng Qianxue saw that Zhe Shanjun was not feeling well, so she stretched out her hand to turn down the air conditioner, poked her head out and asked, "What's the name of this uncle?"

"My surname is Meng. Doctor Feiyu entrusted me to send Zheshan back. These are the doctor's orders and medical records." Meng Baiyun handed over a thick folder: "Zheshan's body is still very weak now, and the sequelae are also very serious. Are you serious? Take a look, pay more attention at ordinary times."

"...Thank you." Feng Qianxue put away the folder, took a quick look at Zhe Shanjun, and vaguely guessed something in her heart, but she didn't ask too much, and explained instead: "Dad, the second uncle can't come to the company today because of something The third uncle is also very busy recently, and the fourth uncle is investigating a case of murder and abandoned corpses. Maybe he will come later."

"Ah."

In July weather, the air conditioner was still on in the car, and after a while, Zhe Shanjun's face began to sweat again, Feng Qianxue took out some tissue paper for him, and his face gradually sank.

After Zhe Shanjun wiped off his sweat, he turned his head and took a closer look at Feng Qianxue: "I haven't seen you in a few years, and I've grown so big."

Feng Qianxue reluctantly pursed her lips: "It hasn't changed much...I'll give my cousin and the others a call."

Seeing her bowing her head and flipping through contacts on her phone, Zhe Shanjun secretly sighed.

In three years, many things can change.For example - the inevitable alienation between father and daughter.

"Hello, Second Cousin? Well... just came out of the airport. Arrived around five o'clock... don't worry about your work... we're already on summer vacation... okay. Please tell the big cousin...it's okay, I Know."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Qianxue said to Zheshan: "The eldest cousin is away on a business trip, so he called yesterday to ask about it. The second cousin said that his family will come to see you this weekend."

"You don't need to be so motivating..."

"After all, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Feng Qianxue spoke easily, but Zhe Shanjun fell silent.

Meng Baiyun got on the plane early tomorrow morning, after Feng Qianxue called Zhao Muzun to report, Yun Chuino sent him to the hotel for accommodation.

After arriving home, Feng Qianxue was busy preparing dinner, and Zhe Shanjun went to the bathroom to take a shower.

A pale and thin face was reflected in the mirror, with deeply sunken eye sockets. After more than a year of recuperation, it still looked disfigured.

... No wonder the child can't recognize it.

After washing off his exhaustion, he changed into soft cotton clothes and returned to the living room to sit.

The not-so-spacious house is neat and tidy, and the layout of the home hasn’t changed much. The bathroom has a Yuba heater, there are a few more pots of prickly pears on the window sill, the old furniture has been painted with varnish, and the sofa cushions have been replaced with new colors. On the TV are photos taken five years ago when he was awarded the first-class medal of the Distressed Police Command.

The familiar environment gave him the illusion of going back to the past, but he soon realized that he could never go back to the past anyway.

As usual, dinner has three dishes and one soup, braised eggplant fish in soy sauce, fried pork with dried bamboo shoots and mixed vegetables, and three delicacies soup.

They were all Zhe Shanjun's favorite dishes in Feng Qianxue's memory, but Zhe Shan's appetite seemed to be much worse than before, and he barely ate half of the bowl before putting down his chopsticks.

Seeing the tiredness that could not be concealed from the corners of Zhe Shanjun's eyes and eyebrows, Feng Qianxue urged while cleaning up the dishes: "Dad, go to sleep when you are tired."

Zheshan wanted to help, but he couldn't do what he wanted. Mo Chenyin and the others didn't know if they could come over today, so they went back to their room and fell asleep.

After Feng Qianxue cleaned up the kitchen, she began to look at Zhe Shanjun's medical records and doctor's orders.

The thick medical records are full of various technical terms, Feng Qianxue only has a half-knowledge, but she can see the seriousness from the beautiful words.

Severe neurasthenia, it is recommended to take medicine to help sleep.

Severely impaired gastrointestinal function, moderate anorexia, diet should be mainly light, adequate intake of vitamins.

Occasional muscle weakness in the limbs, need to take XX drugs for a long time, no smoking and alcohol.

Immunity is low, not engaged in physical activities and high-intensity work.

……

Feng Qianxue frowned and looked through it roughly, the doubts in her heart gradually expanded.

There are more or less occupational diseases in the criminal police profession.

She still remembers her father's problems, poor sleep and stomach problems, which are not surprising; last year, Mo Chenyin was also hospitalized for sudden stomach bleeding due to continuous overtime work and staying up late, irregular diet and drinking a lot of ice water.

But anorexia and myasthenia...

The mobile phone on the coffee table buzzed and vibrated, she looked at the screen, it was Mo Chenyin.

The signal was connected, only to hear some noisy voices over there, Mo Chenyin asked wearily: "Qianxue, is Zheshan here?"

"Sleeping after eating."

"Well. I just caught the suspect, so I won't come here today."

"Okay." Feng Qianxue paused: "Fourth Uncle, should you explain to me what's going on with my dad?"

"This one……"

"I think he can be blown down by a gust of wind now, don't tell me it's because he was shot. It's not like I haven't seen him shot and hospitalized."

"Qianxue, it's not that I deliberately lied to you... Three years ago, around your college entrance examination, we received an application for a coordinated investigation from the Extermination Police Station, and Zheshan was assigned to take charge. Later, the case was clarified and the suspect identified. When Zheshan and the Miejing police were arresting him, they fell into the trap and fell into the hands of the future killer."

"The butcher of the future?"

"It's the suspect's boss behind the scenes, a big drug lord...Because of Zhe Shan's persuasion, the suspect turned to assist the police, so the other party hates him..."

"Then?"

"They injected Och Shan with a large dose of drugs."

"...Is he addicted?"

"It's inevitable. However, Zheshan's willpower has always been strong. He pretended to give in and tried his best to send out the news. Only then did we know that he was still alive. However, his condition was too bad at that time, and only a handful of bones remained... The bureau thought twice. , Let him detoxify first, and then send him to Linggu Mountain for recuperation."

"Have you quit now?"

"There is no problem in this regard. But... the body is broken."

Feng Qianxue held the phone in silence for a long time, until Mo Chenyin asked worriedly, "Qianxue, are you okay?"

"...It's okay, I understand. Fourth Uncle, you can be busy."

As dusk fell, Feng Qianxue nestled on the sofa, not saying a word.

Zhe Shanjun didn't sleep soundly.

The barking of dogs in the yard woke him up instantly, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dark.

Fumbling to turn on the bedside lamp, I felt a faint discomfort in my stomach. I curled up and endured it for a while, and when the discomfort subsided a little, I got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

The yellowed photo on the wall was probably taken when Qianxue was eight years old, when he finally got a vacation and took her to the zoo.

Zheshanjun has never been married, so Qianxue is naturally not his biological daughter.

Back then, he had just entered the Distressed Police Headquarters, and he was still a young rookie.

The bureau cracked a major theft case. He and other colleagues rushed into the suspect's home to arrest him. Afterwards, he found the suspect's daughter sitting on a chair and watching them coldly.

The little girl was only three years old and very thin.

He stretched out his hand to her, and the child hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his small hand to him, his tender arms were covered with scars.

During the interrogation, everyone accidentally learned from the suspect that the little girl was the daughter of the suspect's mistress and had been abused by her biological mother for a long time.

The results of Mu Shaoai's injury test on the child also proved this point.

In addition to club wounds and whip wounds, there are also some burns left by cigarette butts, and mild depression.

After investigation, the little girl's biological mother had been strangled to death by the suspect a month ago, and one of her older brothers had also run away from home and disappeared without a trace. The police station planned to send her to an orphanage, but she dragged her Shan Jun did not let go of his police uniform.

Perhaps because of her youthful vigor and a sense of justice and compassion, Zhe Shanjun impulsively expressed that she would adopt her.

The old bureau chief persuaded and analyzed again and again, and finally saw that the little girl was really dependent on him, so he had no choice but to agree.

In the first few years, Zhe Shanjun was still able to take care of the child, but as the burden on his shoulders became heavier, he had to send her to a boarding school.

From the fourth grade of primary school to the third grade of high school, Qianxue usually lived in school and went home on weekends. She was always very independent. When he was shot and hospitalized, she even brought him food and laundry.

Thinking about it now, his guardian has long since become a ward.

I didn't even hold a parent-teacher meeting a few times...

Zhao Muzun flew all over the world, Yin Qiujun was not free, Mo Chenyin joined the criminal police again, and Mu Shaoai and even Tan Wuyu helped attend several parents' meetings.

Since Tan Wuyu broke the Xuanjimen case, his health also collapsed, so he left his job to teach at the police academy. In his spare time, he wrote mystery novels. The book "Yilian Tuoshengpin" became popular in the difficult situation and had countless fans.

When Feng Qianxue was in her second year of high school, Mu Shaoai was too busy, so she asked Tan Wuyu instead.

So Tan Wuyu held a parent-teacher meeting for Feng Qianxue, and Qu Shitu held a parent-teacher meeting for Su Xuyuan. Everyone was highly praised by the teacher, which finally made up for the spiritual loss.

what……

Zhe Shanjun was surprised that although Qianxue had been by his side all those years, he actually didn't know how she grew up.

Regret and self-blame are unavoidable. Now, in the blank three years, Qianxue has changed from a little girl with a ponytail in his impression to a slim girl with curly hair and high heels, and will soon step into society.

He missed her growing up again.

The discomfort in his stomach continued to intensify. He opened the door in a cold sweat and came to the living room weakly to boil water and take medicine.

In the dark living room, came a voice: "Dad?"

"Qianxue? Why don't you turn on the light?"

"It's nothing." Feng Qianxue got off the sofa and turned on the chandelier, carefully scrutinizing his expression by the light: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Well, a little bit."

"Is it a stomachache?"

"Ah."

"Go back to your room, I'll bring you hot water later."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

"You're sweating, be careful not to catch a cold from the air conditioner." Feng Qianxue pushed Zhe Shanjun to the door of the bedroom without a doubt: "If you feel uncomfortable, rest."

"Okay." Zhe Shanjun walked to the bed under her surveillance, and suddenly turned to look at her: "Qianxue, I'm sorry."

"what?"

"I'm not a good guardian."

"Take care of your body early, and I won't care about you."

"Ha. Thank you for your hard work."

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