never forget [criminal investigation]

"Brother Xing, Brother Xing?" Xiang Hai called while lying on the bed.

"Brother Xing, wake up, the doctor is here." He shook Xing Yue's arm.

Xing Yue's eyelids finally lifted a slit, and his face was buried under his arms, "Um...who?"

"Doctor, the report is here."

After two seconds of confusion, Xing Yue suddenly turned over and sat up.He had already asked Xu Feng for leave yesterday, and he was just waiting for the result today.

The doctor stood aside with a stack of test reports under his arm, already impatiently waiting.

It was a simple thing.Hand over the report to the patient, check the injury again, and prepare to leave the hospital if there is no problem.But this patient insisted on dragging his family members to listen to the results.

And that family member didn't wake up after shaking for a long time, as if he hadn't slept in several lifetimes.Do you really regard the hospital as your own home?

That patient was really hurting his leg, not his hand, so he was reluctant to use more effort?It's like scratching an itch, when can it wake people up.If you go by yourself...

The patient's family members finally woke up and stood side by side with the patient in front of him, and the doctor pulled out the stack of papers from under his arm with a straight face.

However, feeling the tense and expectant expressions of the two people in front of him, the doctor had another moment of drama.

He thought of the father-in-law who announced the decree, the priest in front of the altar, and the master of ceremonies at the wedding scene.

The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and handed the inspection report to Xiang Hai, "The results are out, please take a look."

Xiang Hai took it over, his hands trembling a little, he glanced at the first page before closing it, and handed it to Xing Yue, "Brother Xing, why don't you read it for me."

"Oh... okay." Xing Yue scratched his short hair with his fingers, took it, flipped through it, and habitually looked at the last page.

His eyes danced wildly on the paper, as if he would be burned if he stopped.His hands were shaking more than Xiang Hai, the strange letters in front of his eyes and all kinds of words he knew, and the words he didn't understand when they were combined had double images.

Xiang Hai was already very nervous, but he became even more nervous when he watched him study for a long time without speaking, "Brother Xing, how are you doing, what's the result?"

Xing Yue frowned tightly, as if he had a grudge against the reporter, "Wait a minute. Don't interrupt."

So Xiang Hai continued to wait.

The doctor stood there expressionless, looked at the time, and put his hands in his pockets.He didn't understand, what's the use of studying such a lengthy test list.

"Doctor," Xing Yue finally raised his eyes and closed the report, "Excuse me, what is the final conclusion?"

Xiang Hai turned his face to look at him, then turned back to look at the doctor.

The doctor pinched it with his fingers in the pocket of his white coat.This person, just looked at loneliness, and still looked at it so seriously?

"Hey, the conclusion is that the test results of the five blood samples and the sample of the residual solution in the syringe are all negative."

Xing Yue swallowed his saliva, and asked again, "Doctor, I want to confirm again, negative means that you are not sick!"

The doctor nodded, "It can be understood in this way."

"Oh." Xing Yue took a deep breath.He could feel Xiang Hai's gaze, but he didn't look back, and continued to ask, "Doctor, that, can he be discharged from the hospital?"

The doctor thought about it, and nodded, "Yes. But after you leave the hospital, you should pay attention to rest and diet, and don't do strenuous exercise. If you feel any discomfort, please report it in time."

"Okay. Thank you." Xing Yue folded up the stack of reports and held them tightly in his hands.

"Okay, I'll go now if there's no problem." The doctor took out his hand from his pocket and stretched it out, "Congratulations, Comrade Police."

Xiang Hai hastily reached out his hand and held it with him, "Thank you, thank you!"

The doctor's work was done and he left.Xing Yue sent the person out of the ward, and then closed the door.

He just turned around, and before he could stand still, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Xiang Hai had already flown over.

He was hugged tightly by the rushing people, took a staggered step, and slammed his back against the door with a "boom".

It hurts!

What a passionate little boyfriend, even with a lame leg, but still so aggressive.

Of course Xing Yue responded immediately, hugging Xiang Hai tightly in his arms.

He also couldn't tell what mood he was in right now, it was very complicated, and it was as noisy as a celebration scene.One hundred fireworks are lit at the same time, and it is hard to tell which one is more brilliant and which one is the longest.

In short, at this moment, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world, and Xiang Hai was at most second.

"Brother Xing?" It took a while for Xiang Hai to move, his voice was between himself and Xing Yue's body, a little muffled, "Are you crying again?"

"No." Xing Yue buried his face in Xiang Hai's neck, also muffled.

He really didn't cry this time.Because right now he is feeling the rhythm of the pulse beating on Xiang Hai's neck, one click, one click, gradually calming down from madness.

This living, body-warm rhythm reassured him.

"Let me see." Xiang Huan let go of his arms, turned Xing Yue's face to look.I really didn't cry.

"Why don't you cry?"

"Fuck, why don't you cry." Xing Yue turned his head away and broke away his hand, "Cry for me." He had never seen Xiang Hai cry before.

"I won't." Xiang Hai laughed, "Besides, I don't cry as well as you do."

"Get out." Xing Yue pulled him away from him, "Let's go, let's go home."

"...Yes." Xiang Hai agreed.

When the doctor said that he was fine just now, the excitement of surviving the catastrophe reached its peak in an instant.

The accelerated heartbeat generates tremendous energy.He wanted to shout, to run, to embrace Xing Yue presumptuously, to let go of this wave of menacing waves that had nowhere to rest.

However, this turbulent thing came fiercely and faded quickly.He's quite calm now.

But when he heard Xing Yue say "go home", he froze in place.

This is simply more than the doctor's words.Too alcoholic not to mix a drop of water.

"Why? Still don't want to leave?" Seeing him standing still, Xing Yue turned around and asked.

"No..." He just followed up and staggered towards the window.

The scenery outside the window is actually the same every day.Blue sky, green trees, white coats, red cross, all living beings.What is changing is only the people watching the scenery.

Those who looked forward to it yesterday are now beckoning themselves home.

God treats me so well.

"Brother Xing," he turned around, leaning his back against the window, and laughed while watching Xing Yue who was packing up, "I'm free!"

"There are so many things." It took Xing Yue more than an hour to complete the discharge procedures and then move the pile of gifts stored in the ward into the car.

"Take it to the office tomorrow for everyone to eat." Xiang Hai felt worried looking at the pile of things.

"Are you going to work tomorrow?"

"I want to go..." Xiang Hai got into the car, "It's not interesting to stay at home."

"You've got it," Xing Yue sat in the driver's seat, and buckled the seat belt, "You just stay still and take care of your lame leg. Didn't the doctor say that you can't do strenuous exercise."

"I'm not violent..."

"Do you know what is violent?"

"...Then you take it, and take it back to the branch office to share with everyone." Xiang Hai also put on his seat belt, "Bring some to Team Zhou and the others."

"Tsk," Xing Yue was unhappy when he heard this, "Can you restrain yourself? Can you stop flattering so blatantly? At least don't do it in front of my face, okay?"

Xiang Hai laughed, "What's the point of not taking pictures in front of you."

"Fuck." Xing Yue was also happy, "What kind of mentality are you doing!"

Xiang Hai really thought about it, "Maybe it's... exciting?"

"..."

The car stopped downstairs, Xiang Hai got out of the car, stretched long, "Oh, I'm finally back!"

Xing Yue closed the car door, lit a cigarette, "Stop stretching, go upstairs quickly, I'm hungry." Before he had time to eat in the morning, it was already noon in a blink of an eye.

He walked up to Xiang Hai with a cigarette in his mouth, bent his knees, and shortened his body a lot, "Come up."

"what?"

"Carry you upstairs." Xing Yue turned his face, "Hurry up."

"No, no need, Brother Xing." Xiang Hai took two steps back, "I, I'll just walk slowly."

"Tsk, don't talk nonsense, hurry up." Xing Yue stretched out his hand to pull him back, "I'll starve to death when you climb up."

"Farewell, brother Xing, I, I'm quite heavy." Xiang Hai was still very embarrassed, staring at Xing Yue's back.Saw the muscles on either side of his spine tense, heaving under his T-shirt.

Xing Yue straightened up, took a deep puff on the cigarette with his fingers, "Can you please hurry up? Is it interesting for us to chat like this downstairs?"

After finishing speaking, he bent down again, "Climb up, don't run away."

Xiang Hai hesitated for a moment, but still lay down on his stomach, hugging Xing Yue's neck.

Xing Yue straightened up, hugged his leg, and turned up, "You've lost weight, eat more later, and make up for it."

Xiang Hai didn't say a word.But he suddenly remembered that Xing Yue had told him not to run away just now, and he remembered that Xing Yue was slammed into the door by himself in the ward.

The wound on his back is still not healed.

"Brother Xing, you were in pain just now!" Xiang Hai was so regretful that he forgot about it.

Xing Yue carried him into the unit door, walking slowly but steadily, "Are you kidding, do you think I look like such a delicate person?"

Xiang Hai curled his lips, knowing that he was comforting himself.

His chin was resting on Xing Yue's shoulder, just in front of him was the mole behind his left earlobe, shaking slightly in his line of sight with the rhythm of climbing the stairs.

Xiang Hai's breath was on his neck, Xing Yue felt itchy, and wanted to tilt his head to rub it, but he was too embarrassed to move.

Staring at the mole all the way to the second floor, when Xing Yue turned his head, his eyes were in the wrong place.Xiang Hai found that among Xing Yue's thick black short hair, there was a particularly eye-catching one, just behind his ear.

"Brother Xing!" He strangled Xing Yue's neck all at once.

"Huh?" Xing Yue was strangled to stop, and turned to look at him.

"You, you have white hair!" Xiang Hai's tone was very strong, as if he suddenly found that Xing Yue had shaved off all his hair.

"Oh, that's right." Xing Yue was taken aback, thinking something was wrong.Just a white hair, no big deal.Let alone him, even Zhang Xiaowei has gray hair.

"Then you helped me pull it out."

"Hey, forget it, don't pull it out." He regretted it after he finished speaking, "People say that pulling out one will grow ten. Keep it, it's a gift of time." After finishing speaking, he laughed.

Xiang Hai didn't speak, but tightened his arms even more.

"Hey, relax, you want to strangle me!"

So Xiang Hai loosened his grip and put his face on Xing Yue's back.

He regretted that he shouldn't have talked with Xing Yue last night. He chatted endlessly until three or four in the morning.

Yesterday in the hospital, having nothing to do, he almost slept all day, but at night he was particularly energetic.He asked Xing Yue to tell him about the sub-bureau, about the anti-narcotics brigade, about their criminal investigation, and how he held those five people down by himself...

Xing Yue chatted with him all the time, answering every question.But never asked him a question.

He felt that Xing Yue's white hair was caused by himself.How did he survive the few days he was in the hospital?

"Brother Xing," he raised his head and looked at Xing Yue's profile, "Let me help you pull out that white hair."

Xing Yue stopped again, "Then what if ten roots grow?"

"Then I will continue to pull. Pull as much as you want."

"Fuck, you are really good at me." Xing Yue turned his head, "Then you can pull it out."

So Xiang Hai pushed aside the black hair around him, carefully picked out the white hair, pinched it with two fingertips, and pulled it hard.

"Hiss!" Xing Yue shrank his neck, "It still hurts."

"Show me." He suspected that Xiang Hai directly pulled a pinch off.

Xiang Hai spread out his palms.Only when he got closer did he see clearly that a very short hair was sticking to his palm, from head to tail.

"Really." Xing Yue also felt a little bit, time is not forgiving...

He breathed a "huh", and the gift from time turned into a gust of wind and flew away.

"Hey!" Xiang Hai hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was empty, "Don't throw it away, I still want to keep it!"

"Why keep it, baby." Xing Yue continued to carry him upstairs.

"This is your first gray hair, how meaningful it is. How can you just throw it away." Xiang Hai regretted that his hand was slow.

Xing Yue snorted exaggeratedly, "You keep a white hair like a baby, why don't you cherish it when I kiss you? That was my first kiss, and you ruined it all. "

"Fuck!" Xiang Hai blushed, "Brother Xing, keep your voice down! There are still people in this building!"

Xing Yue's loud voice echoed in the corridor with its own sound effect.

On the third floor, Xing Yue put him at the door, his voice was still very loud, "You spoiled me and refused to admit it, and you still covered your mouth to prevent me from talking, you are such a scum..."

Xiang Hai quickly opened the door and pushed him in.

At this moment, Xing Yue's cell phone rang.He closed the door while answering the phone.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"I asked for leave today."

"Tsk, why can't I ask for leave?" He held the phone in one hand and supported Xiang Hai in the other, helping him to sit on the sofa.

"Ah, I asked." He glanced at Xiang Hai, "I'm happy."

After listening for a while, "Of course it's fine," he glanced at Xiang Hai again, "Then hurry up!"

"Well, okay."

"Tsk, that's enough, hang up!"

He hung up the phone impatiently, with his mouth curled into an arc, "It's you, Brother Zhou, who is thinking about you! Just ask me, just because I'm afraid you don't want to be his little brother."

"Hey, the two of you really are a perfect match," Xing Yue sat down on the sofa, "flattering each other in the air!"

"Oh no, it's not from the air, it's from me!" His two long legs were stacked together, his toes dangling.

On the phone just now, Zhou Xun said that since Xiang Hai is willing to come, he must hurry up to arrange the transfer, and at the same time apply for personal second-class merit for him and Wang Zhanqing.

Gee.

Xiang Hai moved in front of him, grabbed his shoulders, and said seriously, "He is Team Zhou, not my Brother Zhou."

"I'm just your brother, no one else can do it."

After finishing speaking, I kissed him hard on the face, "I'm not a scumbag, I must be responsible for you!"

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