Kidney master

Early the next morning, when Song Chu woke up, Ji Yi'an was no longer by the bedside.

She looked around the ward lazily, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. She slept very deeply in the second half of the night yesterday, and she didn't feel any headache when she woke up.

She splashed water on her face, and looked at herself in the mirror, with no makeup, water drops falling down her cheeks, but now there was a faint smile in her usually indifferent eyes.

It made Song Chu feel a little baffled.

She took out a lipstick and lightly painted a circle on her lips, making her look less sick.

When she opened the bathroom door to go out, the nurse just came in.

"How are you feeling today?" the nurse asked.

Song Chu: "Very good."

"Come on, let me take your temperature."

Song Chu stood still, and the nurse held the thermometer by her forehead and made a beep.

"After sleeping for a while, the fever subsides, and it should be enough to hang another medicine after a while," the nurse said.

"Ah."

Song Chu didn't really talk much, except when she deliberately seduced people, she seemed very lazy most of the time, as if she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth to speak.

She was bored alone in the ward, and didn't bother to call to ask where Ji Yian was, so she walked slowly to the window to get some wind.

The sun came in from the window, but it still couldn't resist the biting cold wind, so Song Chu tightened his collar.

After about 5 minutes, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

Ji Yi'an walked in carrying a few bags of steaming breakfast, which made the cold ward instantly look more popular, steamed buns, soy milk and fritters.

Song Chu turned his head, but didn't go forward, but when he saw Ji Yi'an's face, he suddenly became very greedy for the temperature on his body last night.

Bewitched.

"Come over for breakfast," the man said.

Song Chu stepped forward, turned his eyes around the table, and picked up a small steamed bun: "I've been asked to come to Xi'an, don't you want to eat the special food here for breakfast?"

She stuffed the steamed bun into her mouth, and Ji Yi'an glanced at her.

Seeing her frown move slightly, she smiled: "Have you eaten it?"

"Mutton stuffing?"

"Ah."

The rotten meat soup is thick, fragrant but not greasy, and the soup is still hot with a little spicy taste.

"It's delicious." Song Chu said.

Song Chu ate more than usual, and Ji Yi'an and Ji Yi'an quickly finished the Xiaolongbao.

She was holding a bag of bean curd flowers, with a straw inserted into the side, which burned her tongue, and the smell was very strong. Song Chu felt that she fell in love with this city.

"Take me to the streets of Xi'an in a while."

Ji Yi'an cleaned up the table: "You can hang up today's needles in a while before you go."

"Okay." She nodded.

"Put that down jacket on for me when you go out."

Song Chu raised his eyebrows, looked at Ji Yi'an, couldn't hold back his smile for a while, and she said, "Got it."

***

It was past noon after hanging the needle.

Song Chu finally bowed his head to the cold winter in the north and put on that down jacket. It wasn't actually ugly, it just didn't show off his figure.

Probably because of the historical capital, the streets of Xi'an have a heavy feeling.

People come and go on Huimin Street, and buildings with a sense of age can be seen everywhere. The trees on both sides of the road are bare in winter, and the lampposts are covered with plaques.

The people here are very simple, the men are tall and the women are not short, and they all give people the feeling of being very neat and not sloppy.

Song Chu always liked dealing with such people.

Ji Yi'an led her to a foam shop, the shop was not big, and the decoration was quite dilapidated, but the tourists lined up outside the door.

"Wait a minute, this one is delicious."

"Do you come here often?" Song Chu asked.

Ji Yi'an: "I used to come here often when I was studying, but later I didn't have time to come."

Song Chu took off the scarf: "Are you coming with your girlfriend?"

Ji Yian lowered his gaze, and glanced at her slowly from top to bottom: "Chagang?"

Song Chu shrugged, casually: "Just to understand."

"What about you?" he asked back.

"I've never had a boyfriend." Song Chu answered very simply.

This was indeed unexpected, although Ji Yi'an really couldn't imagine what kind of man would be able to subdue her, but Song Chu had a kind of temperament, that kind of heart-catching provocation, which made people have an illusion of countless people.

Song Chu noticed his fleeting astonishment at a glance, leaned his hands on the wooden shelf behind him calmly, and said lazily, "Don't you believe it?"

"letter."

Song Chu wouldn't and didn't need to lie to him about this.

"I don't know if I mentioned it to you, but my cognition and reception of emotions is a bit, um... not very well-developed, so I never had any feelings for boys when I was studying."

She said and raised the corners of her lips, "Oh, there was a boy who chased me crazily at that time. I didn't feel any emotion, I just found him annoying. Later, I couldn't bear it so I cut him. Then I saw him. hide."

Ji Yi'an was worried for a while, let go of his guard for a while, and said with a smile: "Oh, you also cut me in the Golden Triangle at that time."

So he completely fell into the trap laid by the fox.

Song Chu was playful and narrow-minded, squinting his eyes lightly, and invisible sharp blades flew out from the end of his eyes.

She said "oh" frivolously, and then smiled: "Captain Ji, you compare yourself with him, why, do you like me too?"

Just as Ji Yi'an let his guard down, he was almost torn to pieces by this cunning fox.

Song Chu took the lead, and was just about to see how Ji Yi'an would respond, but unexpectedly, he didn't show any embarrassment at all, but looked at her calmly.

Song Chu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his temples twitched, as if he had a premonition of what he would say.

She was flustered for no reason, and she could only maintain a calm face. She was so nervous that she almost had auditory hallucinations, as if she heard him say "like".

But Ji Yian didn't even open his mouth.

Song Chu felt that he was really inexplicable and funny, while he didn't want Ji Yi'an to really say he liked it and make the relationship awkward, but at the same time, a flower of hope bloomed from the bottom of his heart.

Finally, a phone call broke the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere.

Ji Yian took out his mobile phone and looked at it, his complexion quickly sank, he pointed to the line to signal Song Chu to continue queuing, and he walked out of the line to find a secluded corner.

Song Chu noticed that the mobile phone he was holding was not a daily use, it should be a secret number for work.

***

After about 5 minutes, Ji Yi'an came back.

Song Chu lined up, ordered two bowls of steamed mutton, and was already eating. When he looked up and saw Ji Yian, he raised his chin towards him.

Song Chu continued to eat with her head down. She had eaten it in Beijing before. It was not authentic and had a strong fishy smell, but this shop's mutton steamed bun was very delicious.

The taste is mellow and the soup is thick, the muscles and muscles are tender, fat but not greasy, and it perfectly removes dirt, fishy smell and greasy.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Yian asked.

Song Chu didn't raise his head: "It's delicious."

Ji Yi'an didn't disturb her interest in eating, and waited until she had finished eating and wiped her mouth with a tissue before speaking: "The informant just now is our undercover agent in the Golden Triangle."

"You still have undercover agents there?" Song Chu was surprised.

"Yes, he is quite old, and he sent us a lot of the latest news." Ji Yi'an said, "I asked him to help me find out if our identities have been suspected."

"and then?"

"There are rumors, but they thought it was Gaso's kidnapping of you that angered you last time, so they secretly and anonymously disclosed his information to the police."

Song Chu shrugged: "That's okay, we'll go back after you finish your vacation?"

"Wait a little longer, you should stay with me at the Yunnan headquarters for two days. If you kill their boss, they won't treat you like they used to. Let them disperse the fire first."

"Alright." Song Chu nodded, took out lipstick from his bag and touched up his makeup on his phone, "Since you have undercover agents there, why are you still sent there?"

"Our two undercover missions are different. I was to be a bait, and I went deep into them to find out the news. Originally, my mission this time was to catch Nugu, and I could reveal my identity when necessary."

"Exposing identity? Isn't it dangerous?"

"So it's a necessary moment, and usually it's the finishing work, by exposing yourself to let the other party show their feet."

Song Chu didn't know what to say.

But there was admiration from the bottom of their hearts. They really put their lives at the forefront of danger.

"What about the undercover agent?" She asked again.

"He buried himself there and integrated into the life of the Golden Triangle, where he has life, business, and friends. In the eyes of others, he is a small businessman who goes there to do business." Ji Yi'an poked his chopsticks, "He It’s much better than me, so it’s very difficult to sink yourself there.”

Song Chu pursed his lower lip and asked softly, "Where's his family?"

"Bachelor, I'm almost fifty years old. I applied for it at the age of 30. It's been more than ten years." Ji Yi'an sighed, looking down, "Because it was revealed that his wife was a relative of the anti-drug police, she was revenged by drug dealers very early. Died, there was still a child in the belly at that time, eight months old."

As he spoke, he even drew a stroke on the front of his stomach with his hand.

Song Chu's throat choked up.

"What about your parents and sister?"

"My identity as an anti-narcotics policeman is kept from everyone. My relatives, friends and neighbors thought I was from the criminal investigation team. I planned to hide it from Wei Wei, but that girl is too clever, so she knew it. Don't tell anyone about it."

When they charged forward, they didn't even have the qualifications to be known by everyone.

How many people were brutally murdered and died in other places, and how many people could not even engrave their names on the tombstones.

They were blindfolded, covered their mouths, and cut off their ears. They became the cornerstones of people living peacefully and happily in this land.

"Don't you feel resigned?"

"Let's go." Ji Yian got up and paid the money before returning, "It's okay, I didn't think about it."

Song Chu felt distressed for no reason, and didn't deliberately provoke him again, and the two walked around the snack street from noon to the stars.

Ji Yi'an is very familiar with this street, and knows which restaurant tastes the most authentic. Song Chu ate a lot of food, almost her usual two-day amount, without realizing it.

Roujiamo, Liangpi, soup dumplings, spicy soup, crispy pork...

She was holding a glass of pomegranate juice. The glass was very cheap and had childish cartoon patterns on it, but it tasted very good and relieved the tiredness.

"Do you still eat noodles? That one is delicious."

"Do you think my stomach is big?" Song Chu rubbed his stomach.

Ji Yi'an smiled: "The ones you ate just now are not too small, I just want to see how much you can eat."

Song Chu gave him a straight look.

"Since you don't eat, where do you want to go now, Terracotta Warriors?" He looked at the time, "It's too late, the museum is closed."

"Let's go to Mount Hua." Song Chu said.

"Now?"

"Ah."

"You're just recovering from your illness."

"It's all over," she said, "Suddenly I really want to watch the sunrise."

***

It was close to ten o'clock when we arrived at the gate of Huashan Scenic Area by high-speed rail.

They bought drinking water, bread and two sets of gloves at the foot of the mountain, and bought a simple backpack for Ji Yian to carry.

"Boss, how much is this?" Ji Yi'an pointed to a climbing stick.

"One hundred and five."

Ji Yi'an bought one and threw it to Song Chu.

"underestimate me?"

"The time for the cable car is over. We have to climb up. It doesn't matter whether your speed can catch up with the sunrise."

Song Chu took the crutch, swung it flexibly, and took the lead to step forward: "Let's go, Captain Ji."

The mountain was extremely cold at night. Early Song tied up their ponytails and tied their scarves tightly. They went up from the North Peak. During this season, there were few night-climbing tourists, and they only met a few along the way. There were street lights and signs along the way, so there was no need to worry about getting lost.

"If you're tired, don't force it." Ji Yi'an was still worried, fearing that she would burn again.

"Don't worry." Song Chu smiled, "If you're tired, I'll let you carry me up."

"..."

However, Song Chu was indeed beyond Ji Yi'an's expectations. Originally, in his eyes, she was considered a pretty delicate girl. Even in a place like the Golden Triangle, she lived a very delicate life.

But when she climbed the mountain, she didn't feel tired at all.

Climb with your head down, and sometimes the road shakes a little, so you crawl with your head on crutches.

"Captain Ji, did you often come to climb mountains?" she asked.

"No, I just came here to play once, and I took the cable car."

"So it's the first time with me?"

"Ah."

Song Chu lowered his eyes and smiled. The downside of the lack of tourists is that the two of them climbed the hill quietly and seemed boring and easily felt tired.

In the early Song Dynasty, he stood in front of a steep slope, which was very steep.

"Climb up." Ji Yi'an took out the two gloves he bought earlier from his bag.

Song Chu put it on, and Ji Yi'an crawled ahead, holding Song Chu who was one person behind with one hand, his palm was hot.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he didn't have much energy to climb this kind of slope, and Ji Yian almost pulled him up. After passing this slope, Ji Yian was already sweating a lot. He pulled down the zipper of his clothes and opened his neckline.

Song Chu watched his movements from the sidelines, and suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry.

"Let me sing for you." Song Chu looked away, "You have to sing to cheer you up when climbing a mountain."

Ji Yi settled down: "Okay."

"What are you singing..." Song Chu said to himself, then opened his mouth——

my baby baby

Give you a bit of sweetness

Make you sleep well tonight

My kid kid

pinch your smiling face

make you like this world

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

This song is not her usual style, it seems to be specially chosen for Ji Yi'an, the words are lingering and provocative, as if singing to the hearts of the people on purpose, singing the cold and dangerous mountains sweetly, the voice is unbelievably clear , like a pure and innocent girl who doesn't care about the world.

But Ji Yi'an knew that she had experienced many dark things.

He simply didn't understand what kind of magic power she possessed, she seemed to be able to come and go freely between the world, and she could switch to any mask she wanted in a second.

He couldn't figure her out.

Song Chu always sang songs from time to time in the back section of the road, and sometimes he couldn't think of what to sing, so he just hummed a tune.

She does have a good voice.

Let this long hiking road have fun.

The second half of the road slowed down, and when they arrived at the Sun Observation Terrace at Nanfeng, it was almost sunrise.

There were quite a lot of people on the Sun Observation Terrace, more people than the people I encountered along the way combined. I guess they slept in the hotel on the mountain and came here when it was almost time.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Song Chu looked at the white belly gradually appearing in the distance, and suddenly felt that the several hours of climbing were worth it.

She was mentally ill and needed stimulation to feel alive.

She lived in the Golden Triangle, mingled in the mud, she loathed it while being comforted at the same time.

But now, she is standing on the top of the mountain, the sunrise has not yet appeared, the crowd is very noisy, the north wind is blowing, and she is a little out of breath, but she suddenly feels that her heart is extremely calm.

She could hear Ji Yian's breathing beside her.

None of that darkness, none of those nightmares, none of death nor drugs and sin.

"When the sun comes out, take a picture for me." Song Chu handed over the phone.

At the moment of sunrise, the sun came out very quickly, and the golden light shone in all directions in an instant, and the voices of the crowd rang instantly.

Ji Yi'an squatted down holding the phone.

Song Chu silently said "three, two, one" in her heart, she stepped forward quickly, unzipped the zipper of the down jacket, and threw the down jacket high at the moment the sun popped out.

The girl's slender body was dyed by the sun's rays.

Thousands of tenderness, thousands of honors.

***

When Ji Yian pressed the shutter, he seemed to take out his heart and dedicated it to Song Chu.