Hearing this, Xiang Bin's fingers froze suddenly.

Chen Baiyu, who has always been out of tune, was extremely calm. He met Xiang Bin's eyes, and the latter half opened his mouth, almost thinking he was hallucinating.

Zhang Ming?Also at the scene of Song Xiang's accident?

This fact can be said to be speechless, and even the most outstanding graduates of the police academy will change their faces after hearing it.

This young man who had just started working in the police station raised his eyelids and glanced at the rules and odes pasted all over the walls in the corridor of the police station.Every morning, when he steps into this place to work, his heart will be filled with a sense of sacredness and justice.But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the world was so weird and elusive.

Song Zhi and Zhang Lingze...

Their past relationship, now, will only make Song Zhi feel guilty and guilty.

It's hard to imagine what Xiaozhi will face next.Xiang Bin still maintained a stiff posture with his hands, unable to continue typing for a while.

He and Chen Baiyu looked at each other again.

Chen Baiyu received the eyes from a good buddy, and the tacit understanding for many years also made him understand what Xiang Bin was thinking.

"Tell him," he said.

"Zhi'er needs to know."

Song Zhi's face turned pale when he received the news.He picked up the down jacket on the back of the chair and walked out the door in a panic. Mother Song hurriedly grabbed him: "What are you going to do? All relatives are here."

Seeing that he was in such a hurry, his mother was also puzzled, and lowered her voice to him: "Do you have to leave now?"

As soon as the words were finished, a relative asked, "Xiaozhi is leaving?"

"What has Xiaozhi been up to lately?" Another relative asked.

Song Zhi went away without looking back.

Mother Song could only smile awkwardly at them: "Let him go."

……

Fang Chengyan worked continuously for two days and one night, and finally stabilized the overall situation of the company.

In other words, he can now withdraw from his busy work——

Go find Song Zhi.

They haven't seen each other for two consecutive days, and Song Zhi never called.

He was eager to know how the little tea master was doing, whether he was sad, whether he was sleeping well, and whether he was with his family through the difficulties.

If he was going to the other side's community, Fang Chengyan would have to pass by the road of the Japan-China Investment Company, and just as he was driving in front of Qinhuai's company, he was about to turn to the right side of the main road.

A scene suddenly broke into the field of vision.

It was seven o'clock at night.

Zhang Lingze was smoking a cigarette while pacing back and forth on the steps of Yazi on Damalu.There was a person standing behind him, who stomped his feet on the ground from time to time because of the cold weather.

The two looked into the dark corridor behind them for a while, and looked around on the road for a while, looking guilty, as if there were some shady secrets in the passage.

Fang Chengyan didn't know what he was up to, so he parked the car in a parking space a little far away.

really.

Within a few minutes, a bald head walked out from inside.

Seeing this person come out, Zhang Lingze hurriedly finished his last puff of cigarette, threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground, and asked, "Is it me?"

"Correct."

The bald man was grinning, and his tone seemed to be asking for credit: "I beat you into a mangled head! Come here for the last time, take it easy, and let's go before Lei Zi comes to the scene."

Zhang Lingze said "hmm", took off his baseball padded jacket, and threw it into the opponent's arms.Before he fully walked inside, he rolled up the sleeves of his sweater as if he was going to show off his skills, and the skin under his arm was completely exposed to the light of the street lamp.

On his left arm, there is a black tattoo.

It was a portrait, the paint starting to turn slightly green at the edges, as if it had been on the skin for years.

The sleeves are not rolled up high, and the portrait only reveals the lower half of the face.

Fang Chengyan sat in the cab and looked at it coldly.

Following the angle, tilt your head slightly.

The person who was specially tattooed has a beautiful face shape, and further up, there is a plump lip shape that Fang Chengyan is no longer familiar with...

A pretty bright smile.

Belongs to a pure, free and easy person.

The man's eyes narrowed sharply.

Sitting in the car, he stared at the tattoo on the other's arm, thinking it was an eyesore.Just a few months ago, Zhang Lingze had said the following to Fang Chengyan in front of the tea house:

"You don't think Xiaozhi will like you if he forgets me."

"I think you know his character well. It took me more than a year to chase him, but you only knew him for a few dozen days."

"He's hot for 3 minutes, likes to play, and likes interesting things. A dull person like you, hiss... It's nothing more than his boring pastime in this broken valley."

"If you know that he and I have gone through all kinds of storms and never broke up, you will know how deeply we love each other."

Fang Chengyan felt a little restless.

This tattoo on Zhang Lingze's body happened before he met Song Zhi.It was a proof that the two of them had a past, a proposition that happened in the past, and a reality that Fang Chengyan could never touch, nor could he change.

And such powerlessness is unbearable for a man who is used to controlling everything.

Fang Chengyan continued to watch coldly.

Trying to suppress the emotions in my heart, just think that when we meet later, the little tea master will take the initiative to come over and give him a serious, no, even a troublesome kiss.

As long as this is the case, Fang Chengyan told himself, he can pretend to turn a blind eye.

Fang Chengyan put one hand on the sill of the car window and gently stroked his lips.

It will all work out one day.

He was lost in thought.

At this moment, someone knocked on the car window.

Fang Chengyan glanced at it indifferently, and pressed the window.

The visitor bent his body a little and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Fang, what are you looking at here?"

Fang Chengyan replied: "I will come to see whatever you come to see."

Zhang Ming had a thick skin and was still smiling.

He was in a good mood tonight, and when he heard the news that his son had squatted at Cheng Kaizu, he ran out to watch in the cold weather.

Seeing Fang Chengyan sitting upright in the driver's seat, he refused to give him a straight look.Zhang Ming sneered, and asked again: "Do you have any idea about the foreigners?"

After Zhang Ming came back this time, he didn't plan to go to Qingyuan again.

He stayed there for three months, tossing back and forth, Fang Chengyan repeatedly groveled, and even the only chance to go home was taken away by the upper management in an instant.After returning to Beijing, Zhang Ming began to doubt, because Fang Chengyan's generosity at that time was really surprising and incomprehensible.

Only now did he realize that Fang Chengyan had one thing on the outside and another on the back, and his purpose was to play him to death!

What's ridiculous is that he also sincerely expressed his gratitude to Fang Chengyan.

At that time Fang Chengyan must have ridiculed him loudly in his heart.

Hearing this question, the man was finally willing to face him squarely, with an indifferent voice: "I will investigate to the end."

Zhang Ming said: "If you can't catch it."

Fang Chengyan: "Then let him go bankrupt and never recover."

Zhang Ming raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Heh."

"As expected of the young and promising President Fang, he is really ruthless."

The words just finished.

There was a muffled sound in the passage.

The street lights couldn't reach there, and it was much darker than outside, so that Zhang Lingze's figure was only vaguely outlined.

He was kicking something hard, and from time to time there were muffled sounds hitting the human body and painful cries and cries for help from the passage.

"you saw it?"

"The one who was beaten was Cheng Kaizu." Zhang Ming didn't hide it, but he was very arrogant: "I can be regarded as a bad breath for you."

He was very excited when he heard the cry for help, and kept telling Fang Chengyan: "Our Ling Ze is also a person who can take care of things."

"What was explained was done well."

"Not worse than you at all."

Fang Chengyan didn't care to listen to what he had to say.

Just close the window.

While watching with a cold face, the man dialed Song Zhi on the car's electronic display.

He was very tired and only wanted to find Song Zhi. As for the grievances with Zhang Ming and Cheng Kaizu, the man didn't want to ask at all.

The music rang for only two seconds, and then suddenly turned into a reminder that "the user you dialed is talking".

And, before he could turn it off—

Fang Chengyan was caught off guard when he heard someone else's cell phone ringing at the right moment.

Quite quietly.

From somewhere beyond the car window.

He followed the sound.

Seeing the black shadow in the passageway in the distance, he suddenly stopped kicking people.

Zhang Lingze stopped panting, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket. The moment the screen turned on, the expression on his face was also reflected.

Looking from the outside to the inside, one can clearly observe the change in his expression——

The unhappiness of being interrupted was visibly relieved by the naked eye.

"Xiao Zhi." Zhang Lingze answered the phone and walked out, as if he cared and valued the call very much, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

After he said a few words while laughing, the phone hung up.

Zhang Lingze didn't go back into the passage, but waited restlessly by the side of the road.

"hey-hey."

Taking a panoramic view of this scene, Zhang Ming put his face close to the car glass, and told the man: "What should we do, Mr. Fang is very embarrassed here?"

The other party did not respond.

He tapped on the window again.

Fang Chengyan held his temper and opened it again.

The cries of pain and cries for help in the aisle poured into the car the moment the glass fell, and it didn't stop.

The voice made Zhang Ming from outside feel smooth, ecstatic, as if he was about to avenge all his revenge in Qingyuan tonight, and began to provoke the man with words:

"Tsk."

"Regardless of memory loss or not, Song Zhi is still that Song Zhi."

"Boss Fang probably doesn't know yet, does he?"

He lowered his head to Fang Chengyan and said in a relaxed and teasing tone: "Back then Song Zhifei wanted to be with Ling Ze, even his own father was angry with high blood pressure."

"I lived in the hospital many times, beat him countless times, and came to find Ling Ze every day."

"I really don't know what to say about this kid."

Seeing that Fang Chengyan didn't respond, Zhang Ming laughed.

"In the airport in Italy, I trained him so hard that I scolded him bloody, called him gay, and made passers-by look at him with strange eyes."

"It's also because he likes us Ling Ze, so he held back his young master's temper."

"I still have to hold back my flushed face and say to me in a low and pitiful voice, 'Uncle, don't be angry'."

"He just likes Ling Ze so much."

"You know what?"

Zhang Ming managed to see a trace of displeasure flashing in the man's eyes.

"At that time, because of their feelings, Song Zhi was very cautious and cautious in front of me and Ling Ze. He was not like him at all. What about in front of Mr. Fang? Doesn't he?"

He remembered the scene in Qingyuan's office, when Song Zhi swaggered into the door: "I can't stand being so presumptuous in front of you. I can't stand it as a bystander. I really want to advise Mr. Fang. It's because he doesn't care about you. He doesn't care about you at all." Keep you in my heart."

"At that time, the two of you were still talking about getting married." Zhang Ming seemed to be talking about something funny, and his tone became more joking: "I still have their photos, Mr. Fang, do you want to see them?"

"Two years of high school and four years of university, Ling Ze has been with me for many years. Some of them graduated from high school, and some traveled in Italy. Time flies, and they have been together for so long."

He turned on his phone and forwarded all the photos stored in Zhang Lingze's mailbox to Fang Chengyan.

"Song Zhi is not the kind of good boy who likes to learn, but he learned Italian for Ling Ze." Zhang Ming laughed.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Fang Chengyan finally couldn't listen anymore and interrupted him loudly.

"It's nothing."

Zhang Ming salivated and put his hands on Fang Chengyan's car roof: "I just want to say that Song Zhi likes our Ling Ze very much. Some things, Mr. Fang had better not wishful thinking."

Not only did he not intend to leave, but he got up from the car window and waved his son over: "Ling Ze, come here!"

Zhang Lingze saw his father, so he crossed the road and came to the opposite side.

Five meters away, he saw the man on the vehicle in front of Zhang Ming, his expression changed: "Dad, why is he..."

"It's okay." Zhang Ming said.

"Boss Fang is not some brat who likes to sue."

"do not worry."

He provoked Fang Chengyan with a smile: "Right?"

Fang Chengyan asked Zhang Lingze directly: "What did Song Zhi say?"

Zhang Ming also glanced at his son, his eyes seemed to encourage him to speak.Although Zhang Ming never liked the matter between him and Song Zhi, but in front of Fang Chengyan, Zhang Lingze knew it in a second.

With a look of disdain, he told his rival, "Xiaozhi will come to me later."

"Don't Mr. Fang know?" Zhang Lingze imitated Fang Chengyan's tone in Qingyuan, "Song Zhi and I..."

Zhang Lingze held a grudge against Fang Chengyan, and the other party asked him twice with the question "Don't you know?"

Once in a bar, he didn't know that Song Zhi lost his memory.

Once in Qingyuan, he didn't know that Song Zhi had returned to Beijing.

It made him speechless every time, as if he was not qualified at all in the matter of recovering Song Zhi.

Now, finally found a good opportunity to fight back.

He told the man: "The two of us see each other often in private."

Fang Chengyan stared at him with tight lips, as if he didn't believe it.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming intensified: "Ling Ze, help Mr. Fang call back to show concern and ask where Song Zhi went."

"Let him listen, otherwise Yi Fang will never believe his firm judgment."

Zhang Lingze took out the cell phone in his pocket and dialed it: "Xiaozhi, where have you been?"

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

There was a panting sound, but no words were spoken.

All three of them stared at their phones silently.

Especially Fang Chengyan, he was so silent that he felt that his heart was taken out in public and roasted on the fire.

Zhang Lingze said again: "I have something to do now."

He glanced at the aisle: "If you really want to meet me, we might as well change another day."

"Right now." The other party said firmly.

Zhang Lingze smiled, looked at Fang Chengyan, and said with a victorious attitude: "Okay then."

"It's just right for you to come. My dad was talking about you with Fang Chengyan just now."

Song Zhi's breathing stopped suddenly.

"What is he doing there?!"

Zhang Lingze didn't understand why Song Zhi was suddenly excited. He glanced at the man and said, "No, he's gone."

Zhang Ming fanned the flames from the side, and said into the receiver: "What? You came to look for Ling Ze, it seems that you are afraid of being hit by Mr. Fang?"

"..."

"Do you like President Fang?"

"Otherwise, why are you hanging him at both ends in the north and south?"

There was another silence.

After Song Zhi found out where Zhang Lingze was, he kept trotting towards here.The cold air made the nose hurt, and the throat was dry and itchy, as if the throat was about to be pulled out.

He frowned and guessed involuntarily that Zhang Ming and Fang Chengyan... were talking about me?

Tonight, the news from Xiang Bin was enough to shock him.

Zhang Ming participated in the car accident of the elder brother, he is a murderer!

Now, why did Fang Chengyan talk about him again?

Song Zhi felt flustered in his heart.What happened to his eldest brother has already caused him to suffer from stress disorder, and he is very worried, if someone related to him is hurt again.

Messy thoughts occupied Song Zhi's entire thoughts.

He ran with all his strength, his mind was full of pictures, his elder brother lying in the coffin with bluish face and closed eyes.

If something happened to Fang Chengyan, his life could not be more miserable.

"Is it related to you?" Song Zhi said.

Fang Chengyan was also upset, and didn't want their father and son to continue asking.

He and Song Zhi can be together naturally, and don't need to hear the answer of his sweetheart from the perspective of others.

"Just asking." Zhang Ming took the phone from his son, "I am very concerned about the relationship between the two of you."

"..."

Why, care about his relationship with Fang Chengyan...?

"Do you like Fang Chengyan?"

Fang Chengyan was very irritable, waiting for Song Zhi to give him justice.

like.

Say I like it.

He looked forward to it.

Just two words, is to give their father and son a resounding slap in the face.

You can make these annoying flies go away as soon as possible, and don't block his way to find Song Zhi!

"do not like."

He heard the other party tell Zhang Ming like this.

The man's expression softened at this moment.

Zhang Ming and Zhang Lingze were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other.The father and son seemed to have received an unexpected joy, their eyes shone with excitement.

Seeing Fang Chengyan deflated, they almost wanted to cheer in place.

"I didn't hear clearly, what did you say?"

Zhang Lingze pretended not to hear, and quickly turned on the speakerphone, and viciously extended the phone to Fang Chengyan's face.

It was Song Zhi's voice.

In a rather impatient, disgusted tone—

"I said, I don't like him!"

The man heard his own heartbroken voice.

The father and son saw Fang Chengyan sitting there motionless, and the expression of success on their faces was self-evident.

Zhang Ming shouted from the bottom of his heart, one after another tonight, it is really exciting enough!

Zhang Lingze held back his smile, and said to Song Zhi, "Okay, then I'll wait for you here."

hang up the phone.

"Mr. Fang heard it?" Zhang Ming felt happy physically and mentally, and exclaimed happily. He cast a glance at Fang Chengyan as if he was looking at some poor creature, then shook his head, pretending to sigh.

"Don't be too sad, Mr. Fang."

With a smile, he turned to explain to Zhang Lingze: "Stop it in time, don't cause trouble."

After speaking, he returned to his car contentedly and left.

Zhang Lingze also turned around, put his hand on the man's shoulder, patted it pretendingly, and returned to the other side of the road triumphantly.

Fang Chengyan's face was hidden in the shadows.

"I do not like him."

This sentence made the man almost bewildered.

He stayed where he was and didn't leave.

He wanted to wait for Song Zhilai to witness it with his own eyes.

5 minute later.

A black shadow appeared at the end of the passage.

Zhang Lingze glanced at his vehicle and walked in.

Fang Chengyan felt extremely familiar with the person's hair, shoulder line, thin figure, and the amount of shoulder shaking when walking...all the lines traced with pen and ink at night.

Someone came and pulled Zhang Lingze to the wall, and the two bodies were tightly pressed against each other, as if they were eagerly embracing.

He stared blankly at the black silhouette, which told him——

Song Zhi did come to see Zhang Lingze at a time he didn't know.

The man stared at the figure, his anger surging uncontrollably in his chest.The usually gentle and elegant face loosened, and became stiff and livid for a long time.

He glanced at the dark passage again.

I think of the alleys in the pedestrian street and the narrow passages on the side of the buildings in the community.And those infatuating long kisses and hugs, like a revolving lantern, quickly passed through his mind.

Fang Chengyan didn't understand, such a dimly lit corner.

Is it.

Shouldn't it be a place that only belongs to the two of them?

But the figure that appeared in front of him told him clearly.

no.

A black car speeds by outside.

"Xiaozhi." Zhang Lingze was pushed heavily against the wall, not knowing why.

When he first walked in, the two of them were still in the dark at first, but as the distance got closer and closer, Zhang Lingze saw a pale, angry face gradually emerging from the darkness, like a lurking shark emerging from the black abyss.

Song Zhi firmly grabbed Zhang Lingze's collar, and the two sniffed at each other.Song Zhi's face was frightening, and the words were almost squeezed out between his teeth:

"Tell me, why did Zhang Ming not allow me to be with you back then?"

"Why do you ask this?" The person being questioned was very puzzled and grabbed his hand: "Let go of me first, calm down."

"What happened to you?"

Song Zhi's voice was extremely forbearing, but it was still mixed with resentment and grief:

"Your father participated in my elder brother's murder, Zhang Lingze!"

The unbelievable look on Song Zhi's face has reached the point of exaggeration: "How can you still look for me in the tea house after I lose my memory like a normal person?"

"Why did you hurt my brother?"

Anger made the blood all over his body rush to his head, Song Zhi's heart felt like a knife was twisted, bloodshot eyes appeared in the fundus, and tears rolled down from the eye sockets.

His eyes are big enough, and now his eyes are tearing apart, which is even more terrifying: "Why don't you come at me!"

"Are you trying to torture my conscience and watch me die of guilt!"

He roared furiously and rolled into Zhang Lingze's ear like Shen Lei.

Zhang Lingze was dumbfounded. Before he could react, Song Zhi's punch had already landed on his face.

He turned his head instantly from the beating, and there was a burning pain in his cheek.Song Zhi went crazy, and hit him four or five times on the right cheek, but Zhang Lingze didn't even dodge.

"Calm down." He hugged Song Zhi and clamped Song Zhi's arm, "I really don't understand what you are talking about!"

Song Zhi broke away desperately.

He has a nervous breakdown.

Otherwise, with a pale face, he would not have stumbled around half a block to question Zhang Lingze.

Hard to believe.

Song Guoxiao scolded him for no reason!

Zhang Ming, his elder brother...

How could he still be with Zhang Lingze...

Song Zhi recognized that he had fallen.

He has searched for evidence for a long time, and every day in his dreams is to find the truth, but he is also trying to vindicate himself.But now it seems that in this life, the hat of "sinner" is difficult to take off.

"Don't get excited, calm down."

Zhang Lingze came to hold his hand, but was pulled away with a "snap".

"Zhang Lingze."

Song Zhi stopped the other party's name, and when he spoke, the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

His whole body was shaking.His eyes were sunken deep in his eye sockets, and he looked at Zhang Lingze with deep disgust:

"With you, every time I think of..."

"I'm so regretful that I want to bump my head to death."

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