misplaced survival

When the sun rises in Yunxiu, the skylight shines down from the dome, breaking through the thick fog and confusing barriers, and splashing on the world.

In an instant, the morning birds danced together with the sunlight, and the dewy flowers found a chance to breathe and finally bloomed happily.

A preparatory bell rang especially in the early morning, and the children, accompanied by their parents, walked into the campus, welcoming their own morning sun with new hope.

Liu Juan didn't know what was going on today, so she got up early in the morning for no reason. She opened the curtains and saw the sunshine outside the window.

Zheng Qin, who was just about to open for business, heard the singing of birds in the sky, stopped her movements, raised her head and followed the birds closely.

Sun Xiaojing can't count how many days he has been in the detention center, but he never regrets everything he has done.

He does not deny that they have committed a crime, and he is willing to bear all the consequences, but before that, they must atone for those people's sins.

Although they were not in the same place, they slowly stretched out their hands, looked at the sunshine in their palms, and smiled bitterly.

Those little-known secrets, after many years, finally saw the light of day.

The alarm clock on the desk rang suddenly, and when Su Mian opened her eyes, her eyes were hazy, and she looked at the reading bar on the screen with a confused face, almost finished reading it.

He floated into the tea room like a walking dead, made double the amount of tea, and then floated back to his position.

This is already the eighth cup of tea he has drunk, and he feels that if he drinks it any longer, he will almost have the body fragrance of Tieguanyin.

But when he saw that the reading was completed, he immediately woke up. After yawning, he raised his glasses frame and looked at the chat history on the screen.

He checked Yin Ye's mobile phone and found that part of the number in the program file was missing, and it seemed that the chat history should have been deleted.

So he took some time to retrieve these chat records.

Su Mian flicked the mouse, most of the deleted chat records were about work chats with advertisers and investors, there was nothing strange about it.

The more he looked, the more sleepy he became, and suddenly he saw a text with an inconsistent painting style, and read: "Go upstairs, 12th floor."

"Floor 12?" Su Mian glanced at the chat time again, it was from Guan Haowen at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night when the accident happened.

So this message was sent to Yin Ye by the person who opened the door.

Su Mian compared the mobile phone number that sent the message. Although she couldn't find the source, it didn't match all the numbers under Guan Haowen's name.

In other words, Yin Ye's insistence that he was the only one at the scene that night's testimony is now untenable.

He rushed into the captain's office with the news, and was about to tell the captain the good news, but before he could make a sound, he saw two people on the sofa, quickly covered his mouth, and quietly exited the captain's office.

Tao Yiran was sleeping soundly lying on the table, when he was suddenly shaken awake, he yelled in fright, "Who! Su Mian?"

Su Mian pointed to the captain's office and said nervously, "Do you know who I saw? Our captain and Jiang..."

He half-spoken, afraid of being overheard by the captain, he began to gesture in the air.

"I said young man, don't make such a fuss!" Shen Shu leaned on the back of the chair to relax, his mind was still a little dizzy after waking up.

Tao Yiran watched Su Mian make gestures for a long time, and finally understood, "You mean Police Officer Jiang? I watched him go in last night, what's wrong?"

The relationship between Police Officer Jiang and their Song team is quite good, so it's no surprise to borrow the Song team's office for a night's rest!

Xu Zhishen gave a low laugh, "It's nothing unexpected."

Shen Shu turned his head to look at Xu Zhishen raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked meaningfully: "Don't you think it's strange that the two elders get together?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhishen looked sideways slightly, his eyes were a little stagnant, as if he was thinking about something, and said slowly: "Everyone has their own choice, and you can't use your own subjective judgment to judge the right or wrong of others."

"Then what if you choose?" Shen Shu sat on the chair, turned to face Xu Zhishen, waiting for his answer.

Xu Zhishen looked at Shen Shu in astonishment, he thought he would make a mistake just now, it turned out that Shen Shu was really testing him.

He didn't reply in a hurry, he played with the fountain pen in his hand, and seemed to be thinking about this issue, he smiled lightly, "Coincidentally, the last thing I like to do is to choose. But if I really meet the right person, In fact, it doesn’t take much effort to choose.”

In modern society, it is not so love to part.

If you really like it, no matter how many entanglements and divergences you face, the unwillingness and love in your heart will always pull you towards that person.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, the captain's office was silent.

When Su Mian walked into the office, Jiang Xiyan had already woken up, but when he heard what was being talked outside, he always felt a little...embarrassed when he opened his eyes and walked out of the captain's office.

What Consultant Xu said is right, if you really like it, it's useless to worry about it so much.

He really likes Song Zhou, in order to stand beside Song Zhou, he followed him for ten years.

No one knows how much he looks forward to seeing him with his own eyes. The current physical touch, even half a year ago, is a luxury for him.

But the more he liked it, the more afraid he was. What if Song Zhou knew what he wanted and refused.

Just thinking about it made him sad.So he didn't dare to ask, and could only rely on him like this, comforting himself with Song Zhou not rejecting him.

But he really wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask?

"Are you awake?" Song Zhou turned his head to look at Jiang Xiyan. He heard the sound of breathing and knew that the little guy had woken up. "If you wake up, go and wash yourself. I'll go downstairs to get breakfast. You're in my office." After eating, go back to the physical evidence department."

Jiang Xiyan didn't open his eyes, but instead of leaning on Song Zhou's shoulder, he turned to the sofa silently.

But he always felt that Song Zhou hadn't left yet. With his eyes closed, he felt that someone pulled up the blanket on his lap and covered him, and gently rubbed his hair. Then he heard the sound of the door closing.

Jiang Xiyan suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his hair and said in a muffled voice, "Why do I always feel that Song Zhou still treats me like a child."

He is not the high school student he was ten years ago, he will be 28 soon!

Although the Jiangxin sub-bureau is not big, it originally had a cafeteria, but the flood at the beginning of the year actually affected the police station, and the cafeteria in the back was washed away, so for the past six months, they ordered meals by themselves.

After a while, the cafeteria will resume operation, and it will be more convenient for the police officers to eat.

Song Zhou walked out of the captain's office in full view, as if he hadn't heard anything, and then came back with the team's breakfast, took two and walked into the captain's office.

In front of the captain, the gossip just disappeared instantly.

Shen Shu raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Why are you panicking? He has very good hearing, and if he doesn't refute, he is admitting it."

Looking at the breakfast in front of him, Jiang Xiyan, who was drinking warm water, still felt the need to talk to Song Zhou about this matter.

"Song Zhou, I'm 28 this year." Jiang Xiyan said solemnly.

"Well, I know. Your information says that next month will be your birthday on the 12th." Song Zhou nodded and handed Jiang Xiyan a steamed stuffed bun.

Jiang Xiyan caught it and murmured, "You remember my birthday."

"No, it's not my birthday." Jiang Xiyan came to his senses and sat upright, "I mean, the Jiang Xiyan in front of you is not only an adult, but also 28, not the Jiang Xiyan ten years ago, don't take me When I was a child, I took care of everything."

"Well, good." Song Zhou nodded in response, unpacked the straw, inserted the soy milk and handed it to Jiang Xiyan.

"You!" Jiang Xiyan looked at the soy milk handed to him, although he was dissatisfied, he still caught it.

He wanted Song Zhou to be clear that he did not come to the branch office to be Song Zhou's younger brother.But if this continues, he and Song Zhou will become brothers sooner or later.

Song Zhou gave a wry smile, and said, "You know my background. I have to be a person who is liked so that I won't be abandoned. Although I left there, I've gotten used to it for so many years, so I didn't treat you as a The kid from ten years ago, but..."

He paused, and then said: "I voluntarily."

After coming to Song's house, his parents were quite worried and wanted to travel every day. He took over the family affairs very early, so he matured earlier than ordinary people.

But he can distinguish clearly what is being polite and what is being happy.

He can grab breakfast for everyone, but he will never take care of it so meticulously.

Before he is not sure about the orientation of the little guy, he will test it out little by little to see where his bottom line is.

Jiang Xiyan was slightly stunned, put down the soy milk in his hand, opened a cup for Song Zhou, and placed it in front of him.

He said seriously, "Song Zhou, you don't have to try to be likable, there are always people who don't look at those disguises and like you from the bottom of their hearts."

He remembered that Song Zhou told him that he didn't need to have so many worries in front of Song Zhou, but on the contrary, he also hoped that Song Zhou could be happy.

Song Zhou looked at Jiang Xiyan who was sitting opposite him without speaking for a long time, and his thoughts became clearer.

That feeling is not the fetters of fate, it has nothing to do with anything else, but Jiang Xiyan is enough for him to always take it to heart.

There was a knock on the door of the captain's office, and Su Mian poked her head in from the door, "Well...although it's not convenient to disturb, I found something just now."

Song Zhou and Jiang Xiyan looked at each other, put down their breakfast together and walked towards the door.

"What did you find?" Song Zhou asked.

Su Mian brought him to her computer, pointed to the chat history on the screen and said, "This is the evidence that there was a third person present that night, Yin Ye is lying."

Looking at the evidence that the police put in front of him, Yin Ye smiled contemptuously, "I just posted it casually. I was the only one at the scene, and I killed the person. How many times do I have to believe it?"

No matter how many times the police ask him, his answer will not change.

His Chen Yun suffered so much pain during his lifetime and was brutally killed by that scumbag. If he just handed it over to the police, he would be sentenced to be shot at most. He was not willing to let Guan Haowen die so happily. He wanted to make Guan Haowen suffer thousands of times the pain .

Besides...

The day after Chen Yun's accident, he received a strange message, which stated the real murderer.

He wanted to avenge Chen Yun, but he also understood his ability, so he was hesitating whether to call the police or not while reading the text message.

But when he was thinking about it, the other party sent another text message: "Mr. Yin, I want to cooperate with you, at least we have the same goal. If you are interested, come to the coffee shop on Zhongxin North Road at 7 o'clock tonight Find me."

He grabbed his mobile phone and paced back and forth in the room, considering the feasibility of this matter and the real identity of the other party.

But when he was confused, news about Chen Yun's death began to be broadcast on TV.

In just two days, the media felt sorry for Chen Yun's death, and it gradually turned into deep patting.

Photos of him attending the reception with Chen Yun were also circulated, and some marketing accounts wantonly accused him.

"Wei Chenyun's method of death can be seen by many people."

"I'm afraid he has always relied on selling himself in exchange for resources, but he is not strong enough to be popular."

"That's right, if you don't have strength, if you don't get popular, you won't get popular. It doesn't matter how many times you sell it!"

Seeing these extremely dirty remarks, he suddenly became angry and unbearable. Chen Yun has been working hard, but he has no backing, so he has never been able to get a chance.

Faced with his expectations and the persecution of his parents, Chen Yun did not want to let them down, so he decided to go with Guan Haowen. When these people talked about it, there were only scandals that were constantly magnified, and some of Chen Yun's previous efforts were all in vain.

"Wei Chenyun, you're such an idiot!" His voice trembled, he raised his head to hold back the sourness in his eyes.

He looked at the phone again and made up his mind.