never forget [criminal investigation]

Xing Yue never expected the day when he would be "responsible".

Xiang Hai's face is close at hand, his hands are still on his shoulders, and he is speaking of both earthy and flirtatious love words...if this is considered love words.

If it weren't for the seriousness on his face, Xing Yue would have almost regarded this as the beginning of some kind of ceremony.

How does it work in TV dramas?

Lonely man and widow, ambiguous atmosphere, just the right timing, just enough space for two people on the sofa...

"Timing" is an ethereal thing that people love and hate.

Timing is important in solving cases, timing is important in arresting suspects, and timing is also important in buying houses and stocks.

With good timing, you are a koi like a duck to water.On the contrary, it is a bastard with all four feet in the sky, and it will be difficult to turn around on the spot.

Xing Yue felt that he was carrying a heavy shell now, with two feet on the ground and the other two facing the sky.

Whether to follow the trend and go to the pinnacle of life, or to make a mistake, and to be nailed to the shame of an old woman from now on, the key lies in the grasp and judgment of the "opportunity" in front of you.

But the policeman for so many years is not in vain.The moment his eyes crossed, he knew that he was thinking too much.

Xiang Hai's gaze is very pure, full of sense of responsibility, without this and that that he expected.

Xing Yue suddenly had a premonition that his relationship might be very difficult.

He is now more and more considerate of Fang Qiao.That person may not really be a woman, but just a young man, but he was teased by someone who didn't know it.

Xing Yue was stunned for a while, Xiang Hai didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't dare to move.

Did he say that he would be responsible for something? It was too sudden and the timing was wrong?Or is it too heavy and stressful for him?

But you can't hook his chin and say, "Don't expect me to be responsible for you".

At this time, Xing Yue stood up from the sofa, tugged at his pants, and walked towards the door, "I'll go, cough, get the things in the car."

"Oh, then I'll order a takeaway." Xiang Hai took out his mobile phone, "Brother Xing, what do you want to eat?"

"I can do it." Xing Yue didn't look back, and went out the door directly.

After he smashed all his things into the house one after another, he saw Xiang Hai limping towards the bathroom with his clothes and trousers on his arms.

"What are you doing?" Xing Yue walked over to help him.

"Take a shower," he said, grabbing his collar and smelling it inside, "I think I'm rotten.

Xing Yue stretched out his hand and retracted it, "Be patient for another two days, my legs are still not healed."

"It's okay, actually, it's just scratched outside." He opened the bathroom door, "Oh, by the way, Brother Xing, I put my phone on the table. If the takeaway is delivered, you can answer it for me."

After he finished speaking, he went into the bathroom.The door closed behind him, and the lock clicked.

Xing Yue rubbed his hands, then tiptoed inexplicably, leaned towards the bathroom door, and asked loudly, "Then, can you stand up? What if you fall?"

After waiting for a while, Xiang Hai's voice came from inside, "Brother Xing, you don't know how to do it, so plan to support me again!"

"Fuck." Xing Yue cursed in a low voice, and then amplified his voice, "Don't be shameless."

Inside Xiang Hai laughed.A few minutes later, there was the sound of splashing water.

Xing Yue had no choice but to go back to the table and sit down.But no matter how I sat, I felt uncomfortable, so I stood up and tugged on my pants.

Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, the sound of splashing water made him want to pee.But the toilet was occupied, which made him feel more urgent to urinate.

The pants are even more uncomfortable.Fuck, I can't make it through this day.

He lit a cigarette irritably, but after wandering around for a long time, he couldn't find anything to hold the ash, so he went to the kitchen, flicked the ash into the sink, and turned on the faucet to wash it away.

At this moment, Xiang Hai's phone rang on the dining table, and he hurried back to check, only to find that the caller was "Uncle Lu".

He took the phone to the bathroom door and knocked, "Xiao Hai, the old director has called you."

The sound of water inside stopped, "Huh?"

"The old director's phone number!" Xing Yue raised his voice.

"Oh, pick it up for me, it's probably asking if I've been discharged from the hospital."

"Can it be done?"

"It's okay, take it." After speaking, the sound of water came again.

So Xing Yue picked up the phone.

He told the old director and Aunt Liu that Xiang Hai was fine and he was home now, so he told them to rest assured.

Hang up the phone, return to the lock screen interface, the screen is still on, and the desktop is actually Xiang Hai's own photo.

"This person is quite narcissistic." Xing Yue laughed.

Finally finding something to distract him, he returned to the kitchen sink with his cell phone in hand.

In the photo, Xiang Hai is wearing a police uniform, with a police cap in his hand, standing upright, with a smile on his energetic face.

This should not be a recent photo, because the person in the photo has a cropped head and looks very energetic and immature, younger than the current Xiang Hai.Still looks like a child.

Xing Yue smoked a cigarette and looked at the screen. Soon, the screen went black.

He touched it with his fingers, and the young Xiang Hai jumped into his eyes again.

He speculated that this photo should be taken when Xianghai Police Academy just graduated, smiling happily with the pride of his wish coming true.

At that time, he was at most 20 years old.

What a good age, what a lovely boyfriend.His eyebrows and eyes have not changed at all, and his smile has not changed.

Xing Yue flicked the cigarette ash and exhaled a puff of smoke.

What were you doing when you were 20?Like a sophomore?

Admitted to college, then dropped out, retaken the exam at 19, and was a sophomore at 20... That's right.

He raised his fingers and scratched gently on that young face, the 20-year-old Xiang Hai was still smiling at him.

He couldn't get enough of that smile.

He turned off the screen and continued smoking.

Xiang Hai should like to be a policeman very much, but he must also want to go to college.Needless to say, the old director, he noticed it when he and Xiang Hai were not yet familiar.It's just that I didn't know the reason at the time.At that time, Xiang Hai was just a little policeman who enthusiastically came to help him move after only meeting him twice.

This world is really weird.Bizarrely cruel.

Xing Yue couldn't help thinking, if Xiang Hai's parents hadn't been addicted to drugs, he would probably grow up pampered in that wealthy family.Playing the piano, drawing, learning foreign languages, practicing ballet?

Then I went to junior high school, high school, and college entrance examination step by step... Now I have graduated from college, maybe I am studying for graduate school, maybe I have gone abroad, or I may have found a good job.

But no matter what, I will never meet myself.

If this is a multiple choice question, how should I choose?

It's bloody brutal.

However, it is not difficult.

He would choose not to know Xiang Hai without hesitation.Let him live a life without himself without any worries under the love of his parents.

Unfortunately, reality has already made another choice for everyone, and no one can change it.

no one can change...

Can't change it?

At this time, the screen turned on again, and it was a series of strange incoming calls.

Xing Yue stubbed out the cigarette, picked it up, and at the same time the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

When he put the takeaway box on the dining table, Xiang Hai also came out with a towel around his neck and his hair was wet.

"It's pretty fast." The towel snorted twice on his head, and it was put on the chair beside him.

"I don't know how it tastes, but I think the score is quite high." He pulled out a chair and sat down, Xing Yue sat opposite him.

As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Xing Yue looked at him, his bangs were drooping on his forehead, his complexion was much better than when he was in the hospital, his smile was still a little steamy, and the "ends of the earth" on his body were deformed by the laughter .

"Brother Xing," Xiang Hai couldn't get out, immersed in the atmosphere he created, "You, have you washed your hands?"

"Fuck." Xing Yue was speechless.How could such an old joke that hurt his self-esteem be picked up again? How many times would he be humiliated?

"Are you embarrassed? It took up the toilet for so long." He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. "Have I washed it in the kitchen?"

Xiang Hai was still grinning as he picked up vegetables for himself.

After a while, he lowered his head and swallowed a small ball of rice, then raised his face, "Brother Xing, to be honest, at that time, did you have a crush on me?"

The mouthful of rice Xing Yue was chewing almost spewed out, and he swallowed in a hurry, "What, what is it?"

"I said, when you brought me food last time, were you secretly in love with me?" He bit his chopsticks and watched Xing Yue blushing.

"Ah bah! You, you are so narcissistic!" Xing Yue couldn't rest his gaze, so he could only lower his head and slam his rice, "Too narcissistic!"

"Dare you say no?" Xiang Hai narrowed his eyes and looked at him with long and narrow eyes.

"Too daring!" Xing Yue put down his job, raised his head, and stared like a dog.

"I, I never engage in secret love, I always do it clearly."

"..."

These words stunned Xiang Hai, he couldn't answer, he could only hang his head down and eat.

"Hey, let me ask you." Xing Yue suddenly became interested in this topic.He also has some things to figure out.

"Huh?" Xiang Hai raised his head again.

"Tell the truth, did you have a crush on me at that time?" He threw the question back as it was, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.

Although whether they are secretly in love or not has little impact on their current relationship, this is a matter of principle that concerns face, and there must be a conclusion.

Whoever starts to fall in love first will lose face more?

Human psychology is quite strange. It is often precisely because one has some thoughts first that one suspects that others have them too.Therefore, Xing Yue judged that Xiang Hai must have had a guilty conscience when he asked him this question.

But according to his understanding, this person is too timid, even if he is secretly in love, he must not dare to admit it.

But to his surprise, Xiang Hai didn't hesitate, just said "ah", pursed the corners of his mouth, looking quite calm, "I have a crush on you, what's the matter?"

"Fuck me?" Now it was Xing Yue's turn to be speechless.

He grabbed the phone, turned it back and forth on the table, and stared at Xiang Hai.

Okay, this man is promising, and his face didn't even blush.

He raised his chin towards him and raised the corners of his lips, "Then when did you start to fall in love with me secretly? Hmm? Time, place, reason, come on, tell me clearly."

"Fuck, there's no one like you, Brother Xing," Xiang Hai finally couldn't hold back, his face was flushed, "I've already confessed and tortured, I don't want to lose face."

Seeing him like that, Xing Yue liked him very much, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, he just begged, "Tell me, I want to hear it, especially."

Xiang Hai lowered his eyes, curled his lips, and stirred the chopsticks in the bowl for a long time before saying, "That, that is, that time in college, after class."

Hearing this, Xing Yue was almost overjoyed, as if a room full of people were applauding at the same time, congratulating him, "Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations!"

It turned out that when I started to like him, he was also liking myself.

Isn't such a lucky thing worthy of congratulations?

But!The more this time the more tense it is.

"Oh, then, why don't you tell me?"

This person really can't bear it, he has to ask others to confess first.Fortunately, I have a thick skin, otherwise I don't know when I will wait.

Xiang Hai just lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

"Say it." Xing Yue leaned forward, tilted his head, and caught Xiang Hai's eyes.

"Because..." After waiting for a while, Xiang Hai opened his mouth, the rice in front of him was almost smashed, "You are so nice... I dare not."

Xing Yue froze there for a moment, his heart, which was still jumping for joy just now, seemed to have been whipped violently, and shrank in pain.

Why! !What a thing you are! !

Finding him suddenly quiet, Xiang Hai raised his head, "Brother Xing?"

Xing Yue took a deep breath, picked up his chopsticks again, "What a fart."

"Eat," he pushed the dish towards the opposite side, "speak less while eating."

"..."

So no one said anything, and finished the meal quietly.

After the meal, the rare leisure made the two of them feel at a loss.

Xiang Hai sat at one end of the sofa and turned on the TV.Xing Yue sat on the other end, leaning on the arm of the sofa, and yawned uncontrollably.

"Brother Xing, do you drink coffee?" Xiang Hai asked while tuning the channel.

"You don't have it." Xing Yue really wanted to have a drink.I went to bed late last night, and now I feel very sleepy after eating.

"Yes, I prepared it later." Xiang Hai said, put down the remote control, stood up, and went to the kitchen.

"Hey," Xing Yue called him back, "You sit down, I'll go."

"It's okay, I'm active."

Xing Yue leaned back on the sofa again, staring at his limping back in a daze.After a while, the aroma of coffee wafted over.

"How is it?" Watching Xing Yue take a sip, Xiang Hai sat beside him and asked.

"It's delicious." Xing Yue took another sip, "Won't you have a drink?"

"I don't like coffee, I don't have this habit."

Xing Yue didn't speak any more, and drank silently.

Xiang Hai picked up the remote again and switched channels aimlessly, "Brother Xing, what do you usually do at home when you have nothing to do?"

"Oh, nothing to do, just watch TV or something."

Xiang Hai turned his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.It seems that he hasn't noticed that his TV is not plugged in yet.

"What about you?" Xing Yue asked him.

"Me, it's about the same." Xiang Hai actually seldom watches TV, and occasionally turns it on for a while, just listening to it.

Holding the coffee cup, Xing Yue thought for a while, "Xiao Hai, let's go out and have fun when we are resting another day."

Xiang Hai turned his head, "Okay. What are you playing?"

"..." Xing Yue was stuck.Yes, what are you playing?

How do young people like Xiang Hai spend their time?

"Let me think about it." He decided to go back and ask Zhang Xiaowei and Zheng Shuanghe.

"Okay." So Xiang Hai turned back and continued to tune the channel.

News, international news, singing opera, mother-in-law, daughter-in-law, sister-in-law, commercials, infertility, TV shopping, Huang Ama, fighting landlords, commercials...

Finally, the TV screen stopped switching and was fixed on a local TV station in Dongjiang.

This is probably a news program. The outside reporter is doing interviews. The background is like the gate of a high school. There are people all around, and their faces are not relaxed.

The interviewee was a middle-aged man with a slightly forced smile on his face.

Reporter: How do you feel now?nervous?

Middle-aged man: very nervous.I feel more nervous than my son.

Reporter: What are your expectations for your children in this college entrance examination?

Middle-aged man: Well, I just hope he can perform normally.I was afraid that he would be nervous and not be able to perform at his usual level.

Reporter: Do you think children are under a lot of pressure?

Middle-aged man: quite big.It's not easy for kids either.However, it is even more difficult for parents, huh, huh.

"It's the college entrance examination again..." Xiang Hai looked at the screen and muttered to himself.

There are so many things going on recently, I didn't even notice that it's time for the college entrance examination.

Xing Yue was also staring at the screen, but he was thinking about other things, and had no idea what was happening on TV.

After hearing Xiang Hai's words, he came back to his senses.

Reporter: Does your child have a favorite university?

Middle-aged man: Yes.He has already thought about it, and he has already thought about his major.

Reporter: Is it convenient to disclose it?

Middle-aged man: Hehe, let’s not talk about it.

Reporter: Oh, okay.Thank you for this interview.I wish your family's candidates good luck and admission to the ideal university.

Middle-aged man: Thank you, thank you.

Xing Yue leaned over and snatched the remote control from Xiang Hai.The coffee swirled violently in the cup, nearly spilling it.

"What's so interesting about this thing." He switched channels quickly, and the people on the screen changed like a revolving lantern.

"Brother Xing, what show do you want to watch?" Xiang Hai's eyes were dazzled, and he felt like he was about to be vomited.

"Look at this." Xing Yue finally stopped.

"Call in now, not only can you enjoy a super low discount, but you can also get a gift package worth 998 yuan!"

"Are you excited! Are you excited!! Action is worse than action!!"

"The number of gift packs is limited... oops, in just a few minutes, our hotline is..."

Xiang Hai frowned, looked at a man and a woman with exaggerated expressions on the screen, and then turned to look at Xing Yue.

He actually likes to watch this kind of show?

Xing Yue watched with relish, without blinking.

Just now, he suddenly had an idea, a very vague idea, without even a basic outline.

But he could feel it, it was there.

Like a seed buried deep in the soil, it has not germinated, but it has taken root.

If the past cannot be changed, what about the future?

Yes, sure.

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The author has something to say:

Some people, oh, always think about this and that... tsk tsk.