Criminal Minds Profile

Under the shady tree, Diao Shuzhen and Song Yucheng faced each other far away, and the people around them seemed to be shocked by their aura, and walked away from them to make an open space.

Song Yucheng didn't say a word, just stared at her so straightly, under the invisible coercion, a layer of cold sweat soaked on her forehead.At such a critical moment, her brain was running at several times the usual speed, hoping for some countermeasures.

She rolled her eyes and came up with several common public relations methods:

When a scumbag is found to have cheated in marriage and arouses public outrage, the most common explanation and apology is:

I’m sorry, I drank alcohol at the time (explaining that I did it impulsively while unconscious) and made a mistake that all men make (replacing the object of the mistake with all men in order to hope for empathy and support), let me down everyone's expectations of me.

When the QJ offender of a certain university was only punished by staying in school for probation:

The school cited the policy of "two less and one lenient" for ethnic minorities, diverting the public's attention from the bad things the school did to the issue of whether minorities should be treated preferentially, causing discussions and scolding wars, so that everyone will not go to Focus on the first thing.

Play the moral card.

How can you say that about our brother?Do you know how hard our brother works?With a fever of 45°C, he still insisted on filming, didn't have time to eat for seven days and didn't drink water for three days, and still insisted on breaking a bone. Why do you say that to him, you can do it.

Compared with a direct explanation that gets darker and darker, it is obvious that diverting the other party's attention and playing the emotional card is the best choice.

Song Yucheng stood still, folded his hands on his chest, and stared at Diao Shuzhen coldly.

Under the invisible coercion, Diao Shuzhen's face turned pale, his legs became weak, and if he couldn't stand up, he just wanted to pull the other party's clothes and knelt down and begged for mercy.But at this time, her professional qualities were revealed—unruffled in the face of danger, her voice was clear and calm, no matter how turbulent her heart was, at least her surface was calm and stable as Mount Tai.

She took a deep breath, and breathed it out leisurely towards the blue sky. Her amber eyes were clear and flawless, and she looked back at Song Yucheng without any fear, without any guilt:

"I can explain everything to you. It's just because my things make you misunderstand and get angry, it really hurts my heart."

The first step is to soften your posture and surrender in a low-key manner. It seems to be low-key and petty, but unconsciously, everything has been characterized as a misunderstanding rather than a romantic incident.

"Oh, let's hear it." Song Yucheng's face turned pale, and there was no warmth in his cold jade-like eyes, and he still looked at her calmly.

"I know a lot of things don't look right from your point of view, and my unruly behavior has caused some inconvenience to you. But in fact, if there is anything between me and them, it's not very good for homosexuals. In a tolerant environment, how could we do those things in public?” Diao Shuzhen talked eloquently, “Dormitories, classrooms, such public places, if we are really a same-sex couple, we should avoid suspicion and deal with it in a low-key manner. "

The second step is reverse proof.As we all know, those who will hug and hug in the public eye are all straight girls who are straight and steel, maybe they have several children, and the real same-sex couples will be more low-key on the contrary. .

It's just—this so-called impression is often extremely biased. Is there really no high-profile lace couple?Of course, Diao Shuzhen chose not to say the truth about the latter half of the story.

Song Yucheng's face softened again, the accumulated dark clouds were blown away a little by her words, the wind stopped, the rain stopped and the fog cleared, and the sunny sky shone down.

"Today I accompanied Wei Zimeng to buy a birthday gift for her girlfriend. She wanted to see the effect of the necklace on her body, so I had to wear it. Those small fights in the dormitory were nothing more than medical students. It’s just a discussion between people.” Diao Shuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke more smoothly, “As for the mixed-race lady, I took care of her for a while when she was young. We have a good relationship, and I have always regarded her as my sister. She is generous. Dafang is very kind to her friend, she bought that accessory for me because she thought I liked it. Speaking of which, it’s a pity that I, my older sister, didn’t go when she got married.”

The third step is to arrange some facts reasonably and interpret the ambiguous behavior as a pure and noble socialist sisterhood.The highest level of lying is not to fabricate some facts, but to use montage techniques to rearrange the truth of the event, which can be described as seamless.

Is she telling the truth?

Of course it is, but only a small part of the truth.For example, Liz's feelings for her are by no means limited to sisterhood - although Diao Shuzhen has clearly rejected her, he is really aware of this heavy feeling.Also, Liz was married when she got married, but it was an agreed marriage by an unreliable fool at that time.

"Hmph, smooth-tongued, smooth-talking, and eloquent, there is no half-truth." Song Yucheng snorted coldly, and his cheeks that seemed to be sculpted from ice and snow seemed to be unmoved in the slightest.But Diao Shuzhen judged from her slightly relaxed facial muscle lines, as well as the orientation of her belly button and toes, Song Yucheng was already convinced.

At this time, you only need to add a little emotional card——

Diao Shuzhen put away his usual hippie smiling face, pursed his lips, and pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, revealing an extremely bitter smile.She innocently opened her eyes wide, with tears rolling back and forth in her mirror-like pupils, reflecting the broken and pitiful light and shadow.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." Diao Shuzhen's soft voice carried a choked cry, his amber eyes looked at Song Yucheng through the misty mist, and the accumulated tears seemed to be unable to bear the master at last. Like a broken heart, it fell from the pupils of the eyes, and slowly slid down the fair cheeks, like a meteor with a long tail swaying in the night sky.

Song Yucheng let go of his hands clasped across his chest, as if he wanted to move, as if he wanted to come up and wipe away the tears for her.Diao Shuzhen took a step back in shock, covered his cheeks with his sleeves, and said with a sob: "I'm sorry, I just remembered some things that were misunderstood when I was a child, and I felt a little sad for a while." Her shoulders twitched, her body trembled, as if Unable to bear it, he fell to the side of the road, as if recalling an extremely sad past, couldn't help but cover his face and weep.

"One day, the 20 yuan and [-] cents on the bedside table at home disappeared. They said that I secretly took it and spent it." Amid sobbing, Diao Shuzhen said intermittently, "I said it over and over again. If it wasn’t me, they slapped me, but I just looked at them so stubbornly, and refused to recognize them, even if the skin was broken and blood splashed into the eyes, I would not recognize them.”

She lowered her head, the tears in her eyes were like a sudden torrential rain in midsummer, hitting the ground straight, leaving small gray pits.

"Oh, I didn't admit my mistake, it wasn't my fault, why did I admit it!" Diao Shuzhen gritted his teeth, full of resentment in his grief, "I went to sleep alone in the corridor for a night, and since then, I have been very Don’t go back to that so-called home.”

She raised her head, opened a pair of red eyes, and looked at Song Yucheng with sad and stubborn eyes.That look, like a wounded but vigilant cub, licking its own wound alone in the ice and snow, refusing to let kind-hearted people approach.

The ice and snow in Song Yucheng's eyes melted, and gentle ripples rippled in those dark pupils.She sat down next to Diao Shuzhen, and gently stroked her back. The gentle tenderness flowed between the two of them, as if it could penetrate years of time to comfort the injured child.

At this time, all you need to do is master the strength, lean your body over, and lean against Song Yucheng's arms.

After all, who would have the heart to question a girl who has been traumatized, and who can make things difficult for her with such little things?

Diao Shuzhen restrained the corners of his slightly upturned mouth under his sleeves, and when he raised his head again, he looked pitiful and pitiful again.Song Yucheng's deep pool-like eyes opened layers of sympathy and pity, and the brilliance of motherhood shone brightly in her eyes——

Seeing that Song Yucheng was about to open his arms and hug him tightly—suddenly, the other party looked at him again, and the sky that had been clear just now turned gloomy again, and a storm was brewing.She slammed Diao Shuzhen's hand away, gave him a cold look, and left her on the side of the road to get up and leave alone.

Diao Shuzhen was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why he would fall short: Even the cold and arrogant Song Feng Disciplinary Committee obviously followed the set of begging for mercy and explaining how to sell misery, and he stimulated her maternal instinct. When you're done—

Diao Shuzhen frowned, immersed in his own thoughts, completely oblivious to the strange looks that passers-by frequently cast on her.It wasn't until she returned to the dormitory that she understood the crux of the problem:

In the mirror, there is a lovely and pitiful girl, with red eyes, infinitely soft and tender, who can fully arouse people's desire for love, compassion and protection. No one will treat such a girl indifferently or speak harshly.

but--

On the edge of the peach-colored lips, the vermilion lipstick mark is like a stamp mark, imprinted on her delicate skin, ambiguous and lustful.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant's nest, a hundred dense and a sparse!Presumably Song Yucheng saw the lip marks on his cheek so clearly in the end, so he left angrily!

Diao Shuzhen turned on the faucet, and the cold water washed away Yin Hong's criminal evidence. She stared blankly at the ray of bright red entering the sewer pipe, and felt an unspeakable sense of frustration in her heart, like a deflated ball. Sit at the table.

God wants to kill me, it is not a crime of war!

The author has something to say: Song Yucheng: How to tame a cunning and playful fox cub?

Ken Dishan: You may need a cage.

Song Yucheng: That won't work, the little fox will be unhappy when locked up.

Dishanqian: Then you have to tie a rope around her neck and watch her better.

Song Yucheng: That's good.

（刁书真：我怎么觉得背后一阵阵发凉呢，是不是感（怀）冒（孕）了）感谢在2020-07-2916:07:53~2020-07-3000:21:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Ah Shui;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!