Pollutant recycling site

Zhou Yan is a person who is very difficult to understand, but also easy to understand.

When he doesn't want to reveal his thoughts and emotions, no matter how much he reacts in his heart, he will not reveal the slightest bit.

And when Zhou Yan wants to convey his thoughts to someone, his eyes, expressions, words, and movements are all expressing his most sincere thoughts.

In Lu Chenzhao's eyes, Zhou Yan is in the second state at this moment.

He was like a hazy and dazzling full moon hanging in the dark night sky, as long as Lu Chenzhao raised his eyes and looked over, he would embrace everything.

Lu Chenzhao could clearly see what Zhou Yan wanted and what he didn't want.

"Zhou Yan."

Lu Chenzhao gave a low cry, stretched his arms towards Zhou Yan's neck, put his slender fingers into Zhou Yan's collar, pressed against the back of Zhou Yan's neck ambiguously, and sank deeper and deeper, like It is a boat that has been floating alone on the water for a long time, and finally meets the river bank that belongs to him alone.

"Just pretend I'm not..." Lu Chenzhao pulled out his fingers, and pressed tightly on the neckline behind Zhou Yan's neck, locking all his affection inside, "OK?"

When Lu Chenzhao said this, he was almost acknowledging that he was the strongest investigator in history in the legend of the recycling yard, the captain of the investigation team who died to save other investigators.

Zhou Yan continued to fall into a blunt depression, only Lu Chenzhao's breath and physical touch made him feel better: "Yes, yes, no, no, don't play word games."

"I'm not playing, I said that..." Lu Chenzhao smiled, "I just want to make you happy."

Zhou Yan frowned.

It's such a time, and I still want to coax him.

"From a person to a pollutant, if I say I am happy, I must be lying to you, but Zhou Yan, you really don't have to make me so miserable. If the recycling yard investigators know that I am so distressed, probably He will cry angrily, complaining that God is unfair..." Lu Chenzhao sighed with a smile, "Maybe he will laugh at you."

Zhou Yan's temper rose: "How dare they?"

Lu Chenzhao said with a smile: "That must not be possible."

As if he just noticed the hand on his neck, Zhou Yan pushed Lu Chenzhao's hand away, took half a step back and said, "It's past nine o'clock, and I'll take you to the 302 convalescent room."

Lu Chenzhao looked at Zhou Yan: "Okay."

Zhou Yan has almost gotten used to his curiosity about Lu Chenzhao, and he doesn't want to hold back anymore: "I want to know about your past, is that okay?"

"I'm so happy, let me tell you a story." Lu Chenzhao glanced at the white quilt behind him with a smile, and continued in a dragged tone, "It's just that my storytelling is a bit picky. I don't know if you can adapt."

Zhou Yan deliberately pretended not to understand: "So you like to stay in the black box and tell stories."

Lu Chenzhao smiled and didn't expose it.

At 302:[-] in the evening, Zhou Yan took Lu Chenzhao to the [-] convalescent room with a black box.

Zhou Yan stayed in the convalescent room 302 until 25:302 in the evening. After the staff delivered the dinner for 304, Zhou Yan went back to [-] where he lived and got his dinner.

"Boom, boom, boom-"

At 35:[-] in the evening, there was a very slight knock on the door from outside.

Zhou Yan walked to the door and stood still, watching the movement outside through the door.

Probably hearing Zhou Yan's footsteps, the person standing outside said softly, "Is this Captain Zhou? I'm Qiao Yuan."

Zhou Yan said coldly: "What's the matter?"

Qiao Yuan said, "Is it convenient to open the door? I have something very important to tell you."

Before ten o'clock in the evening, convalescents can leave the convalescent room and walk around at will.

Zhou Yan thought for a while, and opened the door for Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan didn't enter the door, and stood near the door frame, telling Zhou Yan quickly and quietly: "Is there a red and white striped hospital gown in your cabinet?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

"Remember to wear it to sleep tonight, don't wear the one you are wearing now. When I came last time, the investigators who slept in their own clothes had accidents." Qiao Yuan finished speaking and glanced at 302 next door, "Zhou Team, I dare not knock on the door of the 302 convalescent room, can I trouble you to tell the indescribable boss about this matter."

"Yeah." Zhou Yan raised his eyes and scanned the other rooms, "Have you notified the others?"

Qiao Yuan: "People in our team already know about it. I don't need to inform you about the indescribable boss. There are still four members from Team 666 and Team 10088, as well as Ning Luan from your team."

Most of the remaining five people live around the convalescent room 308. Zhou Yan said, "There are too many people left, and time is running out. I suggest you call them to open the door in the corridor and let us know together."

Qiao Yuan was a little embarrassed: "...Captain Zhou, I think we'd better not make too much noise."

Zhou Yan stared at Qiao Yuan's face for a moment, but found nothing wrong: "You go to Qi Feng from 310, Ning Luan from 312 and Wen Bing from 308, and I'll notify the others."

Qiao Yuan nodded, and went straight to the direction of the 312 convalescent room.

Zhou Yan first told Liu Mian who lived in 307 and Xu Zhe who lived in 306 that he had to wear a hospital gown to sleep, and went to the door of the convalescent room 302 and knocked on the door.

The door quickly opened from the inside.

Lu Chenzhao stood leaning against the door frame, wearing a T-shirt and trousers, with long black hair loosely draped over his shoulders, and what he said was more indecorous than himself: "Zhou Yan, you knocked on my door so late, Do you have any thoughts about me?"

Opening the door without asking who was standing outside, Zhou Yan said coldly: "...I have thoughts about your life."

"It's such a pity." The pity on Lu Chenzhao's face didn't seem to be faked, "It's almost ten o'clock, I can't let you in."

Zhou Yan got to the point directly, and told Lu Chenzhao what Qiao Yuan told him.

Lu Chenzhao showed a playful smile: "So...you choose to be the last one to notify me?"

Zhou Yan: "If I come to you first, I won't have time to find others."

"You know me so well." Lu Chenzhao took out his phone and glanced at it, then leaned forward and moved closer to Zhou Yan, "There are still 7 minutes until ten o'clock in the evening, do I have to do something to you?" , isn't it a waste of the time you left me?"

Zhou Yan stood still.

Lu Chenzhao couldn't help having the illusion that Zhou Yan could accept him to do anything.

Lu Chenzhao looked at Zhou Yan as if staring at prey, and looked at him from head to toe several times, trying to leave his breath and mark on every part of Zhou Yan's body.

But in the end, Lu Chenzhao just rubbed the red mole on Xia Zhou Yan's left ear lobe restrainedly.

"Go back." Lu Chenzhao smiled lazily, and put one leg outside the door, "If you don't go, I will go with you to the 304 convalescent room for the night."

Zhou Yan: "It sounds like you really dare to live with me in 304."

Lu Chenzhao raised his hand to cover Zhou Yan's eyes, turned his whole body in the direction of 304, and when he leaned into Zhou Yan's ear to speak, his voice was a little hoarse: "Zhou Yan, don't say such things casually in the future, otherwise, you Will regret it."

The author has something to say:

Originally, I wanted to continue writing later, writing about what happened that night in the end, but I somehow felt that it was appropriate to stop here.

There are 66 small red envelopes in the front row as usual, thank you for your support and kindness.