never forget [criminal investigation]

It was late at night, and people were still still.The hustle and bustle of the day was unwilling to end, like a humming evening bell, and it was almost midnight, and the lingering sound was still lingering in the moonlight.

The outside of the house separated by a window was dripping with ice, but inside it was too hot to wear clothes.

With his upper body bare, Xing Yue lay contentedly on the big bed that he was thinking about.

He was very tired, as if he felt the feeling of being hollowed out in the advertisement. He was paralyzed from the eyebrows down, and the only thing left that could move was his mouth.

Xiang Hai rode on him, up and down, maintaining the rhythm, with sweat dripping from his nose, "Is this okay?"

Xing Yue closed his eyes and let out a "hmm", and felt it again, "You can work harder."

So Xiang Hai put in more force and continued to press on both sides of his spine, "Is that so?"

"Okay." Xing Yue expressed satisfaction.

After pinching for a while, Xiang Hai stroked his spine and moved down two inches, continuing to massage.

Xing Yue's shoulders are broad and his muscles are perfect, like a fertile field that has been carefully sorted out, full of vitality, just waiting for the harvest season.

Xiang Hai pressed hard, and after a while, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

So he stopped to take a breath, looked up, and the joy of harvest filled his heart.

"Brother, you have a really good figure."

Old man Xiang squatted on the edge of his own field, lifted the hem of his jacket and wiped it on his forehead, smiled innocently, and at the same time greedily rubbed the "field ridge" he had just tended, reminiscing about the scene of sweating and working hard on it before.

"..."

After being silent for a long time, Xing Yue's eyelids opened a crack, "Give me a break and let me breathe, okay?"

Xiang Hai laughed, "Brother, what are you thinking?" He patted him on the back twice, "I just want to praise you."

Xing Yue closed his eyes again, "You are not innocent at all."

Xiang Hai turned over and got off his back, and sat cross-legged beside him, "I'll squeeze your arm again."

Xing Yue accepted it with a comfortable smile, but still pretended to be polite, "Why don't you pinch it, you are quite tired too."

"It's okay, I'm not tired." Xiang Hai didn't spare his strength, and squeezed it firmly, "I'm not tired at all."

Xing Yue remained thoughtful for a while, then turned over suddenly, grabbed Xiang Hai's wrist, "What do you mean? Are you laughing at me again?"

Xiang Hai has long been familiar with this kind of routine of digging pits for him to dance by relying on fallacies, and he let Xing Yue talk, "Brother, are you getting more energetic?"

"Don't change the subject." Xing Yue squinted his eyes and asked, "You have the guts to laugh at me even if you have hollowed out me, do you have a conscience?"

Ordinarily, these words were shameless to the extreme, but Xiang Hai still insisted on this, and at the moment he was being manipulated to death by his reckless and reckless appearance.

"Who stole you." Xiang Hai squeezed his fingers, "Who told you to be endless and play so many tricks, can you be free?"

Seeing Xiang Hai's bait, Xing Yue is beautiful.

He just likes to see Xiang Hai's serious face, but also helplessly talking nonsense.It's like putting a small mosaic on a pure photo just right, tsk tsk, it's fascinating.

He flipped his hands, pulled Xiang Hai closer, told him to lie on his chest, and asked in a low voice on purpose, "Then do you like it?"

"..."

Xiang Hai blushed, so he lost this round of competition without any suspense.

"Speak, do you like it?" Xing Yue raised the corner of his mouth, and with the attitude of a winner, he made small moves on Xiang Hai again.

Xiang Hai held down the hand that was running around, "Why? Don't pick me up, I'm empty."

Xing Yue was overjoyed, as if he had received some kind of signal, he immediately turned over and exchanged places with him, "Really? Then I'll check quickly."

"Fuck." Xiang Hai sank into the pillow, struggling to look at the alarm clock beside the bed, "Brother, stop making trouble, it's already midnight."

"What's wrong in the second half of the night..." Xing Yue's voice had already submerged into Xiang Hai's neck, a little muffled and humid, like a drenching rain on a hot summer day, "Isn't tomorrow the weekend, and you don't have to go to class."

"Don't you have to go see your mother, the old director and Aunt Liu tomorrow?" Xiang Hai was speechless, his heart is really big.

Xing Yue paused briefly, then continued, "It's too late."

"Everyone is thinking about you," Xiang Hai tried to push him away, "When you sleep until you wake up naturally tomorrow, it will be too late."

At this time, Xing Yue's IQ was no longer in his mind, so he answered casually, "Don't worry, I will wake up before the bell rings."

Feeling that the person under him froze for a moment, he stopped his movements belatedly.

He raised his head uneasily, the concentric lock shook frantically, and lightly brushed Xiang Hai's jaw.

"..." He was so nervous that he didn't know what to say.

Xiang Hai stretched out his fingers to scrape the corners of his slightly drooping eyes, and held his face again, "Brother, don't worry, it's fine, it's over."

The warmth in the eyes dilutes the flustered reflection, "I'm fine, and you are fine, everything will be fine."

He twisted the concentric lock, put it on his lips and kissed it, then raised his eyes to look at him, "Brother, in fact, I have been getting up early since I came back, and I went out for a run when I got up, and I feel pretty good."

"From now on, we'll all go to bed early and get up early," he pinched Xing Yue's chin lightly, "If you don't stay up late and stay healthy, then you'll grow old forever."

Only then did Xing Yue's Adam's apple roll cautiously, "Then, shall we go for a run together tomorrow morning?"

"Okay." Xiang Hai smiled at him, "If you can get up."

"Sure." Xing Yue's tense shoulders finally relaxed, "Then let's go to my mother's, and then to the old director's house."

"Yeah." Xiang Hai nodded, "But brother, you are really big-hearted. It's been a day, and you didn't even mention calling Auntie."

Xing Yue just slapped his head and fell off Xiang Hai, "Where did I put my phone? I don't know if it can still be turned on."

Xiang Hai also sat up, pointed to the drawer beside the bed, "It's in there, I've charged the battery for you."

Xing Yue turned around and opened the drawer, picked up the phone, feeling a little strange to the touch.

Press the power button, and the screen suddenly lights up white.

"It's okay, it can be turned on." Satisfied, Xing Yue moved to Xiang Hai's side and leaned against the head of the bed.

The modern communication tool that had been dormant for two years was awakened. After a brief fluctuation in the signal grid, he received a greeting from the operator. Then, the mobile phone began to ding ding dong dong.

The phone was turned to silent, so it buzzed continuously, and it gradually quieted down after a few minutes.

Xing Yue suddenly felt a little nervous, as if he was about to open countless drifting bottles that spanned time and space.He turned his head to look at Xiang Hai, and Xiang Hai happened to be looking at him too.

"It's okay." Xiang Hai rubbed his arm, "I was almost like that at that time, my phone was hot."

Xing Yue turned his gaze back and unlocked the screen. At a glance, he found a string of unbelievable red numbers on the green WeChat icon.

Xing Yue clicked on it to see, relatives, friends, classmates, teachers, former comrades-in-arms...familiar and unfamiliar, almost every avatar has something to say.

He clicked into the WeChat group at the top, "Don't call on WeChat for urgent matters". It has been two years, and the name is still the same.

There are countless new messages in it, but he doesn't want to scroll backward through the timeline.The latest news on the screen was just a few hours ago, almost all of them were @ him, accompanied by countless "?" and "!", and many emoticons filled with tears.

Those familiar people are calling for him, thinking about him, making reservations for N banquets, trying to clean up the dust for him.

Xing Yue exhaled lightly, exited the window, and temporarily bid farewell to his former comrades-in-arms.

There are too many messages, and it is impossible to read them all, and no matter who they come from, the content is pretty much the same.

He leaned on Xiang Hai wearily, hesitated for a while, and clicked on the last circle of friends before he left.

Similarly, there were so many comments and likes below that it exploded, and it took a long time to swipe the finger on the screen before it came to an end.

The last comment was left by Xiang Hai three months ago: Don't say goodbye, because you never left.

Seeing this, Xing Yue's nose fluttered a few times, he raised his hand to take Xiang Hai over, and kissed him lightly on the top of his head, "Xiao Hai, why do I feel that these two years have been like a dream, like a fake dream?" like."

Xiang Hai didn't comment, just leaned on his shoulder, "I'm back, and you're back, I'm going to school, and you're going to school, anyway, these are true. We'll all be fine in the future."

Xing Yue has a big heart, those memories that are as sharp as thorns may really fade away with time, but he won't.

Every bit of the past, every ditch and gully, those steadfastness, those oaths and promises, are all deeply engraved in the memory like a seal.

Memory will testify that they are all true.

So he will never forget, and never will.

At this time, Xing Yue clicked on Xiang Hai's profile picture, and found that it was no longer the plush toy with the image of a policeman, but a bouquet of blue roses.

"Have you changed your avatar?"

"Yeah." Xiang Hai also looked at the phone screen, "I like this photo."

Xing Yue pondered for a while, "I have to change it too."

The original cute and fierce ID photo was no longer suitable for his new life, so he opened the phone photo album.

"...Tut." He turned and shook his head.

The photo album is colorful, in chronological order, except for the hideous crime scene, the whiteboard covered with ghostly symbols after the case analysis meeting, the few selfies and life in the world, are also overwhelmed by the breath of the underworld.

For the first time, he realized that he was such a person who had no interest in life.

"Xiao Hai, take a look." He tightened his arms, and poked his finger on the screen, "We are really good at dating, and there is only one photo together."

Xiang Hai was hugged tightly by him, and raised his hand to touch his head, "It's okay, let's take more shots later."

"Not even a naked | photo." Xing Yue continued to sigh.

"..." Xiang Hai lowered his arms slowly.

Xing Yue's tone of voice couldn't tell whether it was regret or dissatisfaction, and the drooping eyelashes trembled slightly with the scrolling screen.

"Brother, have you ever met someone who's okay to take nude photos? Save them in your phone?"

"A lot." Xing Yue raised the corners of his mouth as he spoke, "I have handled such a case before. The two broke up, and because of the nude | photos of themselves saved in the other party's mobile phone, people's heads were beaten like dogs. "

Xiang Hai was speechless again, not understanding why the warm atmosphere had changed again.

"What the hell, even if there is a nude photo, you still want to use it as your avatar?"

Xing Yue's shoulders trembled slightly, and he said harshly, "That's right. If you dare to let me take pictures, I will dare to change."

"Why use mine, use your own."

"What's the point of using your own?"

"Okay, then let me take a picture, and I will change the profile picture."

Only then did Xing Yue raise his eyes, raised his eyebrows provocatively, and handed over the phone without hesitation, "Come on, take a picture, take a picture now, and change it as soon as you finish!"

Sure enough, Xiang Hai hesitated for a second, pursed his lips, and revealed his trademark ruthless words, "You are really annoying."

Xing Yue was very proud, his eyes drifted across Xiang Hai's face, and fell on his lips, which were still rosy and a little watery.

This reminded him of something, and he quickly picked up the phone and flipped forward.Finally found a bright color in a pile of gloomy haze.

He was very happy and satisfied. He quickly poked on the screen, and a new avatar appeared on WeChat.

"What is this?" Xiang Hai came over curiously.

Xing Yue handed over the phone, "Enjoy yourself, my new avatar."

Xiang Hai took it and clicked on it, it turned out to be a selfie taken by Xing Yue, to be precise, it was half a selfie.

Because the eyebrows and eyes are not included in the mirror, there are only a straight nose bridge and beautiful lips in the picture.

In the photo, the shadows of the trees are mottled, which is the season of early summer. Xing Yue is immersed in the sun, and the most eye-catching touch of it just falls on his lips, lighting up the smile hidden at the corner of his lips, and the gleam on his lips. A fresh wound.

"What is this?" Xiang Hai was a little confused.

Xing Yue immediately hugged him back and looked at him, "This is the injury I suffered for love in those years."

Xiang Hai curled up his toes in embarrassment, "Brother, speak humanly."

Xing Yue kissed him vigorously on the lips, "Forgot? Didn't you think you bit me back then!"

Xiang Hai was slightly stunned, and his memory immediately went back to the night when Xing Yue confessed to him in the hospital.

His heart surged again, just like when Xing Yue kissed him for the first time that night.

The Adam's apple rolled back and forth, he scratched his hot cheek, and asked unconsciously, "Well, when and where did you take this photo? I don't know why..."

Xing Yue smiled triumphantly, hooked his chin, "Downstairs in the hospital, when I was healing alone."

"..."

Xiang Hai felt that the hairs all over his body were curled.

He shielded Xing Yue's frightened gaze, and lightly touched the memory lit by the sun with his fingertips.Although not romantic, but from that moment, they officially fell in love, until now, and forever.

At this time, he heard Xing Yue asking beside him, "Oh, right, Xiao Hai, I have to ask, you wrote me a letter before, and there was a 60-second voice on the left and right, what was the content in it?"

Xing Yue has been thinking about this question for a long time, so he must ask Xiang Hai to explain it.

Xiang Hai turned off the screen, put the phone aside, sniffed, "Just confess."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Xing Yue was no longer sleepy, and was startled again, "Why did you confess?"

"Just confess it like that."

He pulled Xiang Hai over, "Then tell me your confession in person again, right now."

Xiang Hai looked at the pair of eyes that illuminated him and fascinated him under the light.

"Say it!" Xing Yue hurriedly urged.

Xiang Hai leaned over and kissed him lightly on the eyelid, "Thank you."

"...That's it?" Xing Yue was stunned for a moment, "It's gone?"

"Gone."

"Just this one sentence, in 1 minute?"

"Then how long do you think it will take? Is it okay for a lifetime?"

Xing Yue was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and suddenly pulled the quilt to cover the two of them.

"Okay, a quilt."

"...Fuck, brother, stop making trouble, what time is it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, I'm done taking off."

"Take off yours, I'll sleep on mine."

"...Hey, hey! Can you stop making trouble! It's not too hot!"

"Take it off if it's too hot, hurry up."

"Aren't you all empty..."

"Emptyness is form, and form is emptiness, understand?"

"..."

"This time I have an orange flavor..."

Before the arrival of the new year, Xing Yue decided to give himself a few days off.So in the following days, he lived a decadent life of feasting and singing every night.

The dinners during the day were one after another, they were said to wash away the dust and bad luck for him, but in reality, a group of people united to feed him alcohol.

One cup to the other, cup to the right, he tried his best to stay awake and retain his physical strength.

Because there is another battlefield when I go home at night.

Such days continued until the last day of the year, when they were finally called off.

Xing Yue postponed the rest of the banquet, intending to calm down and spend the last day before the New Year with Xiang Hai.

Early this morning, the two went to see Xing Yiqing first, and then left flowers in front of Jiang Yuan's grave.Then I went to visit Luo Meihua, and finally went to the old director's house to eat dumplings.

After eating and drinking enough, she was finally released by Aunt Liu, only to find that the outside world was already a silvery white.

"It's snowing!" Xiang Hai raised his face in surprise, snowflakes fluttered and fell on his face quietly.

What a coincidence.

It's the last moment of the year again, and it's snowing all over the sky again.

The difference is that this time they are by each other's side.

"Brother," Xiang Hai took Xing Yue's hand, "Let's go to the church square to celebrate the new year!"

This is what they had planned long ago.

"Okay." Xing Yue tightened his five fingers, and put Xiang Hai's hand into his coat pocket.

Dongjiang is a beautiful city, especially in winter, "wrapped in silver" and "extraordinarily enchanting."

The time is approaching midnight, and the temperature has almost dropped to the limit, but it cannot stop people's enthusiasm for celebrating the New Year.

As in previous years, many people gathered in the church square, laughing, chatting, stomping in the snow, holding colorful balloons and shaking the flashing lights in their hands.

They are waiting for the new year to come.

The difference from previous years is that the haze over the city has dissipated, and the lights of thousands of families are shining for every Dongjiang person who enjoys life in peace.

Although he has already taken off his blue clothes, every time this time comes, Xing Yue will inexplicably recall the chicken soup for his soul: "I volunteer to become the people's police of the People's Republic of China and dedicate myself to the noble cause of people's public security..."

"Brother, let's go over there." More and more people gathered in the square, Xiang Hai pulled him towards a relatively quiet place.

The roof of the church is covered with snow, like wearing a soft velvet hat. The spotlights converge on the church from all directions, and the snowflakes flutter in the criss-crossing lampposts. Music sounds, and the city condenses into a colorful crystal music box.

Xing Yue looked at the ancient church from a distance, and in front of his eyes, at a certain moment in a certain year, Xing Yiqing and Song Xiao, the two people who gave him life, hugged each other in front of the church, smiling happily.

"Xiao Hai, do you still remember the photo my dad left behind?" He pinched Xiang Hai's fingers in his pocket, his eyes still fixed somewhere in front of the church.

"Well, I remember." Xiang Hai knew what he was thinking.

Xing Yue didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

He did it, took his beloved, stood at the place where the love of the two people who gave him life began, and said "Happy New Year" to each other when the New Year's bell was ringing.

As if shaken by an invisible hand, the snow in the music box became more lively, and the atmosphere of the square climbed to the peak with the countdown to the new year.

"10, 9, 8, 7..."

More and more voices gathered together, and their eyes focused on the ancient pointer above the church.

"4, 3, 2, 1!"

They held each other's hands tightly, and jointly witnessed that the two pointers, one long and one short, coincided at the moment when the New Year's bell struck.

"yeah!!!"

"Happy New Year!!"

The square boiled, and gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

Xing Yue didn't count down the countdown aloud, because he thought it was silly.He just looked at the pointer silently, quietly waiting for the moment when the new year came.

"Xing Yue."

At the moment when the night sky was ignited, Xiang Hai seemed to call him in a trance.

But the surroundings were too noisy, except for the sound of bells and cheers, he wasn't sure.

Suddenly, the hand held by Xiang Hai sank.

"Xing Yue!"

This time he was sure that it was Xiang Hai calling him.

So he turned around.

Then he froze in place.

Xiang Hai knelt down on one knee, held his hand, and looked up at him.

The night sky is bright, reflected in those amber eyes, like a magnificent universe.

"You, you, this, this, why..." Xing Yue was caught off guard and took a step back in a panic.

But that hand was gripped even tighter.

"Xing Yue," Xiang Hai looked at him and raised his voice, "I'm proposing to you."

Xiang Hai kissed the back of his hand, then raised his face again, "Sorry, I don't have a ring, I don't have a rose, I don't have any preparations. I also know that we can't get married."

"But I want to be with you forever, for the rest of my life."

"Do you want to?"

Xing Yue was still in a daze in the snowflakes, looking at the person who was waiting for his answer.

After a long time, his vision blurred.

"Xing Yue, are you willing?" Xiang Hai shook his fingers and raised his voice again.

"I am willing."

Xing Yue held Xiang Hai's hand instead and pulled him up.

"I am willing!"

The two embraced tightly amidst the sound of "Happy New Year" blessings.

You are the brightest star in the universe.

You are my shining universe.

Thank you for coming into my life.

Thank you for lighting up my life.

The rest of the vows fell into each other's ears, warm, hot, unconditional, without a deadline, and melted the drifting snowflakes.

Don't worry, love for a long time, anyway, there is a lifetime.

(End of the article)

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The author has something to say:

It's over!Sprinkle flowers!

Kind of excited, this is the first novel I've finished.The process of writing was stuck, I stayed up many nights, lost a lot of hair, and typed a lot of waste manuscripts. I wished I could jump to the final chapter immediately, but when I typed the last character, I suddenly felt very reluctant.

I personally like this story very much, so I really want to tell it well and tell it completely.Therefore, the number of words has changed from the originally planned 40W to 50W... in the end it ended up being nearly 90.

I really admire myself _(:з」∠)_

Anyway, it's over now.Hope you all enjoy this story too.

Finally, I would like to thank everyone for their support!Every click, every comment, every drop of nutrient solution, and every favorite of yours is the driving force that supports me not to give up halfway, and also the driving force that drives me to write better.I myself almost only read the finished novels, and only recently did I feel the "pain" in the serialization for the first time.So everyone can keep paying attention to this novel that cannot be updated daily, it is really not easy hahaha... (ashamed to sweat)

Thanks again everyone.

I will continue to write later and try to sign the contract.

If you sign it, you must come back and send red envelopes to everyone.If I don't receive the red envelope, it means I haven't signed it (nonsense), so wait...(^_^;)

Finally, I wish you all a happy reading novel, happy every day~

I also hope that Brother Xing and Xiao Hai are also happy every day.

See you next time! o(^▽^)o