Long Island High School

The next day, Song Jing saw He Wenzhou at work again.This time he was dressed even more beautifully, with a dark dark pattern suit, a black shirt, and his hair was too handsome and unrestrained, exuding a yuppie effect.A brand new silver tie, a ring on the ring finger of his right hand, and a new watch.Almost wearing a real gun and live ammunition, more stars than stars.Dressed so grandly and sprinkled with perfume, he stood like a butterfly in the solemn and simple hall of the procuratorate, so out of place.

He was leaning on a chair, surrounded by a group of young girls, playing tarot cards with one of his female colleagues.

He asked his female colleague to choose six cards in turn, and his slender fingers arranged all six cards.

The girl opposite said happily: "I want to choose love, show me the fortune of love."

He stared at the girl affectionately and intently, and said angrily: "Look at me, don't look at it."

The girl was shy when she saw him: "I dare not look at you."

"If you don't look at me, it's not allowed."

"Where did you get the algorithm?"

"Of course I have my rules for divination."

"Then let me see your watch..."

The girl really didn't dare to look at him, he was too imposing, even sitting there without any poses, he was constantly exuding the smell of hormones.

The masculine charm is brought to the extreme by him, it seems that from head to toe, everything is bathed in lust, and even the hair can naturally exude love.

He Wenzhou laughed and said, "How do you know your fortune if you don't look at me? I am the god of love."

"you're lying."

The girl is even more ashamed.

He Wenzhou revealed a card, it was a reversed lover.

"Here, I'm sure you and your boyfriend have been fighting recently."

"how do you know?!"

Really god!

He Wenzhou showed a lazy and meaningless expression of "That's it", and a smile flowed from his eyes.

The girl was extremely ashamed, and He Wenzhou flipped another card from her hand.

The two rubbed their fingers together, and the girl lowered her head.

The second one is the reigning emperor, father, and control;

The third one is the devil in the right place, bound and subdued;

The next one, Reaper, destroys and terminates; but the reverse position may also be a glimmer of life.

He Wenzhou looked at the four cards and stroked his chin.

The girl said nervously, "How is it?"

He Wenzhou said: "Have you ever heard a story?"

"what story?"

"Oedipus."

"Oh, Oedipus complex."

He Wenzhou shook his head: "It also has a prequel."

"Is there a prequel?"

"Oedipus' father received an oracle saying that he would die at the hands of his own son. In order to fear that the oracle would come true, he once wanted to kill his three-day-old son."

"You can see that killing fathers and sons has divine metaphors, and they will not be condemned by morality."

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what he was thinking of, his body was submerged in the shadows, and there was an evil nature.

"I also heard a story that the god of heaven and the mother of the earth gave birth to many children, and the god of heaven stuffed the children back into the womb of the mother of the earth because he disliked the appearance of the children..."

When he said this, his face was expressionless, and his black pupils stared at the girl, as if he was also cursed by the divine metaphor, his whole body was filled with thick black.The girl was frightened by him and listened to him say, "His son killed his father, because he was afraid that he would be cursed like his father, so he devoured his own children. Tell me, is that interesting?"

No one spoke for a while, and everyone was frightened by the weird atmosphere.

Suddenly a bold female colleague said: "What does that have to do with the luck of the cards?"

He Wenzhou smiled and stood up: "Of course, go back and ask your father, is he not satisfied with this little son-in-law?"

Everyone laughed together.

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, just now He Wenzhou's evil spirit was about to scare people to death, it was scarier than a ghost story.

The girl opposite was stunned, and turned her head to see Song Jing, as if seeing a lifesaver.

"Senior Brother Song!"

Brother Song is simply the embodiment of justice!

Everyone rushed over together.

He Wenzhou turned to Song Jing, and Lu Yuanzhen behind him: "Director Lu, today I took the initiative to cooperate with you! Will I be rewarded for being a good citizen like me?"

He waved and said hello.

This is really a man who is favored by women. His every move is so sexy, and he is born to be liked by women.

Lu Yuanzhen couldn't help but blush.She did have a lot of questions to ask, and it would be best if He Wenzhou took the initiative to explain.

"Oh? Then please go to the reception room."

He Wenzhou couldn't help frowning: "I've already experienced the experience of your reception room, and my whole body was sore all night after I went back. Even if you escort me in now, I won't dare to go in!"

His half-annoyed, half-smiley jokes made women more tolerant.

"You can choose a place."

"Then I don't know if I have the honor to invite Director Lu to have a cup of coffee?"

Lu Yuanzhen really convinced this kid, he still wanted to fish her out after turning the corner.

"of course."

"Prosecutor Song can also come together."

He Wenzhou looked at Song Jing deeply, Song Jing was expressionless, Lu Yuanzhen thought that it might not be so embarrassing to have a third party, so he said straightforwardly: "Song Jing, let's come together."

The three of them drove to the place that He Wenzhou had reserved. Lu Yuanzhen drove his own car, and Song Jing also drove his own Toyota.

Soon we arrived at a very quiet restaurant. The restaurant is closed and only members are allowed to enter.It is now afternoon, and the sky outside is still very cloudy. He Wenzhou and the waiter were discussing in a low voice by the window, taking care of the lady too thoughtfully.

Lu Yuanzhen was handed a hot towel to wipe her hands first, and the waiter poured her a cup of grapefruit tea, which was hot.He Wenzhou took care of it.A square scarf was placed on the knees, knives and forks, wine glasses, candlesticks, cakes...everything in western food was done to the extreme.

"I don't know what flavor Director Lu likes, and whether he is used to drinking the coffee here."

"I can do anything."

"Then let's have a slightly sweeter drink. It's better for girls to drink sweet hot drinks."

He Wenzhou whispered something to the waiter. Lu Yuanzhen really didn't expect him to be such a person who knew girls so well and took care of them. From the moment she walked into the restaurant, she felt at home and felt loved and tolerated.

She looked a little embarrassed.Song Jing looked at everything he was used to, He Wenzhou has been sending flowers to make little girls happy since he was five years old, so what is this?Didn't the self many years ago also fall into this fake tenderness.He Wenzhou's rank has not decreased but increased, and he has even become more mature. No woman can resist it.

He Wenzhou ordered a specific kind of coffee for himself, which tasted rich and bitter.The coffee here is hand-brewed, and the coffee beans imported from a certain place of origin taste different from other places.He Wenzhou is only used to the coffee here.The waiter looked at Song Jing, but He Wenzhou didn't look at him, and made up his own mind for him: "Give him a cup of hot milk, nothing else, hurry up."

"Ok."

The waiter withdrew.Lu Yuanzhen looked at them curiously: "Do you know each other?"

He Wenzhou smiled and said, "Maybe we met many years ago."

Lu Yuanzhen said: "Song Jing is a local, and I heard that Mr. He is also a local."

He Wenzhou looked at Song Jing: "Yes, I have lived here for many years."

"Then maybe you really know each other. Song Jing is from Long Island No. [-] Middle School. It was also a good school for top students from Tsinghua University and Peking University."

He Wenzhou said: "That's right, it's very close to the sea, and you can see the sea all the way by car."

The milk came, faster than the coffee, and there was a side of chestnut cake, which is the most nourishing in autumn, Song Jing's favorite.The habit of so many years, he engraved in his heart.

Song Jing remained silent throughout.

He didn't touch the glass of milk. When he was in high school, his grandma always told him to drink more milk, saying that he was smart enough to drink milk.His tastes have changed earlier now, and a lot of things have changed over the years.

Song Jing said: "Let's start directly?"

He Wenzhou froze for a moment, lowered his eyelashes, and couldn't see his expression anymore.When Lu Yuanzhen asked, he picked and said, he knew exactly what to say and what not to say.Lu Yuanzhen had a headache, and it was even more foggy when she came out, but she was already very grateful to He Wenzhou.

Song Jing has been keeping records, regardless of the eyes from time to time on the other side.In the restaurant, He Wenzhou took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his black shirt, revealing his muscular chest.Very coquettishly, while talking with Lu Yuanzhen, he depicted that person with his eyes.He could tell yesterday that Song Jing was wearing a strict and solemn prosecutor's uniform, white shirt, red tie, and a navy blue uniform with a prosecutor's badge.The fabric of good texture wraps his figure, and he wears it smoothly and straightly from the waist to the buttocks, but it can also be seen that the waist is the waist, the buttocks are the buttocks, and the unrestrained abstinence temperament makes people see heat.

He talked endlessly, and after talking about the case, he talked about his experience. He was cheerful and humorous, and he could talk for a long time about the bears he saw in California.

But that gaze engraved Song Jing's changes over the years, as if his gaze had also become affectionate, jumping on Song Jing's face, clothes, slender fingers and the posture of sitting on the chair.He is always so straight, sits upright, and is serious about everything he does.His hair has become shorter, his shoulders have become wider, and his legs have become slender, probably three centimeters taller than before.He could guess his height and weight just by looking at him. He was probably five kilograms fatter than before, and he was very sensual when hugged.He was thinking absent-mindedly, Song Jing raised his head suddenly, and looked straight into his eyes.

"Are you finished?"

He Wenzhou smiled lowly, he is still so simple and direct, his god.

"Let's talk about this today."

Song Jing was watched and raped all night, feeling uncomfortable all over, packed up his things and planned to leave.

It was raining again outside, and He Wenzhou walked out in a suit. Xu Jiayi said that the car hadn't arrived yet, and it was blocked elsewhere.

They were together under the hall in the rainstorm. The rain was too heavy. He Wenzhou stood on the outermost side waiting for the bus. He didn't even know half of his shoulders were wet from the rain.

He was so lonely and drenched in the rain, looking extremely lonely, and he was different from the warm and funny young man just now.How many looks does he have?

Lu Yuanzhen couldn't help saying: "Why don't you come with us."

He Wenzhou was drenched in the rain: "Forget it, I'll just wait a while."

Lu Yuanzhen guessed that he might feel that it was inconvenient for him to be a woman, so he looked back at Song Jing.