never forget [criminal investigation]

"Xiaohai...Xiaohai?"

After getting off the taxi, Xing Yue carried Xiang Hai on his back, turned his head and yelled twice, but there was no movement.

Xiang Hai's face is in front of his eyes, his breath is evenly on his neck, with some alcohol smell.

Xing Yue carried him home in one breath, and placed him gently beside the bed.Afraid of touching the injury on his back, he let him lie on the bed.

It was dark all the way out of the bar.Now under the light, Xing Yue could see clearly how embarrassed Xiang Hai was.

Not to mention the big cut on the back.The hair, which was originally clean, was also stained with wine, sticking together in locks, and there were still a few shiny glass shards hanging on it.

Since the jacket and trousers are both black, it is impossible to tell which one is blood and which one is wine.There are only pinches of white powder, mixed with dust, like mud, which is particularly eye-catching.

Xing Yue felt panicked.He already regretted supporting Xiang Hai to go to the anti-drug team.

This is just the beginning, the days ahead are still long...

But on this road, regret is useless.

He sighed, and prepared to treat Xiang Hai's wound first.So he carefully took off Xiang Hai's T-shirt and threw it on the ground.

The hasty glance at the dark side of the road just now has already made him a little dizzy.Now the light above the head is bright, Xiang Hai's upper body is bare, the bloody wound is staring at him, and Xiang Hai's skin is extraordinarily fair.

At that moment, Xing Yue's face turned green.It was as if the elevator under my feet suddenly began to fall freely, and the whole person was flickering and unable to grasp any support.

He hurriedly supported the table behind him, then stumbled into the bathroom again, took a towel back, and covered Xiang Hai's back.

"Waste, what a waste!" He scolded himself unceremoniously, and then took a deep breath while stabilizing "Tom Tom"'s beating heart.

Then I looked at the half|naked boyfriend lying on the bed, no matter how I looked at it, I felt that something was wrong.

Yes, the trousers are too incongruous.

Xiang Hai is such a clean person, his house is spotless everywhere, how can he bear lying on the bed wearing dirty pants?

So Xing Yue leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Hai, well, let me take off your pants for you. It's because it's too dirty, it's nothing else. Do you think it's okay?"

Xiang Hai didn't make a sound.

"If you don't speak, then take it as your acquiescence."

With tacit consent, Xing Yue moved Xiang Hai's body carefully, stretched out his hand to undo his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled down the zipper.

After a pause, seeing that Xiang Hai still didn't object, he pulled his pants down in one go.

"The legs are really long."

"No, this person is still a bit skinny."

Instinctively, Xing Yue sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Xiang Hai's legs are long and straight, and the lines are also beautiful.At such an inappropriate moment, Xing Yue couldn't help admiring it for at least ten seconds.

"Fuck, how shameless! Are you still human?" Immediately afterwards, he began to criticize himself again.

But then, he couldn't help thinking in his mind, "As expected of the little ballet prince."

"Don't look, no, don't look." Xiang Hai suddenly spoke in a daze.

Xing Yue was startled, quickly moved his eyes away, and defended weakly, "No, I didn't look at it, I didn't look at it!" As he spoke, he quickly pulled a thin blanket over his lap.

"I don't like it." Xiang Hai muttered again, "I don't like it."

The tone was a little anxious, and it seemed a little frightened, so that one leg twitched accordingly.

Only then did Xing Yue realize that he was not talking to him, so he hurried over.Seeing that his eyes were still tightly closed, and his brows were slightly frowning.

"Talking in your sleep?" Xing Yue was quite surprised.

I didn't expect him to have such a hobby. I don't know if it's because of being drunk.

At this time, Xiang Hai spoke again, "Where is uncle, where is uncle..."

He pursed his lips, as if he was about to cry, "What about uncle, I'm going back to my uncle's house..."

Xing Yue didn't know how to answer these words.He vaguely remembered a saying that when someone was talking in their sleep, he couldn't pick it up casually.

But seeing that Xiang Hai seemed very sad, and afraid that he would always be stuck in this unpleasant dream, he tried to talk to him, "Xiao Hai, let's go, I will take you away and go back to your uncle's house. Okay?"

I don't know if his words had an effect, or the dream was over, Xiang Hai didn't say anything, but the corners of his lips moved, and his breathing gradually returned to calm.

Only then did Xing Yue heave a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground.

uncle?he recalled.

I remember that Xiang Hai once mentioned that after leaving his mother, he went to his uncle's house in another place.There was his aunt and a sister there.Aunt seems to have a general attitude towards him.

It was in that home that children who were only ten years old began to learn to cook, do housework, and live carefully.

But why did he leave his uncle's house later?

Lu Songjiang said that it was Xiang Hai who was picked up in Dongjiang.At that time, he looked miserable.

What happened to him?Without parents, why did you come back to Dongjiang alone?

How did he come back?How do you live?

Thinking of this, Xing Yue raised his hand and stroked his hair lightly, but his fingers touched a few sharp glass shards.

He sighed again, and decided to take care of the wound on his back first, and then wipe his hair, face, hands, and body.

The last time Xiang Hai's hand was injured, there were still a lot of medicine, cotton balls and gauze prescribed by the hospital, Xing Yue had seen it.

It didn't take much effort for him to find the whole pile.He twisted another warm towel and put it aside.

Staring at Xiang Hai's back, Xing Yue did enough mental construction before lifting the towel covering the wound.

"Ouch my mother."

Fortunately, this time he just fainted for a while, but he held on.

He first took a wet towel to clean up the blood around the wound, then picked up a cotton ball, absorbed the lotion, and applied it to the wound bit by bit.

Probably because of the pain, the muscles on Xiang Hai's back twitched a few times, and he hummed twice, turning his face to the wall inside.

Xing Yue quickly blew on the wound, and asked anxiously, "Does it hurt? Did I use too much force?"

"I'll take it easy, bear with it, it will be fine in a while."

Seeing that there was no movement from Xiang Hai, he continued to apply the potion.

After wiping it over and letting it dry, he was about to put on another layer when he heard Xiang Hai say again, "Where's the money?"

"what?"

"Where's the money? In this box, where's the money?"

"What kind of money?" Xing Yue couldn't help talking again.

"Where's the money? Where's my money?" But this time Xiang Hai didn't appreciate it, and continued to question.

"I didn't take your money..."

"Where's my money? Where's the money..."

"how much?"

"Where's the money..."

Xiang Hai turned over and over for just such a question, and Xing Yue couldn't explain it no matter what, until he gave up by himself, and then slowly calmed down again.

This state made Xing Yue a little worried.He knelt beside the bed, touched Xiang Hai's forehead, and put his hand back on his forehead.

"Oh, isn't it a little hot?"

He wanted to take Xiang Hai's temperature, but he didn't know where to put the thermometer.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and Xing Yue quickly picked it up.

"Hi." He lowered his voice.

"How is Xiang Hai? Did you go home?" It was Zhou Xun.

"Going home. Going to sleep." Xing Yue coped, and pulled the blanket covering Xiang Hai's legs upwards.

"I heard from Li Chao that he seems to be injured? Does it matter?"

Xing Yue took the phone and went to the living room, his tone was quite dissatisfied, "Then the old man has a big hole, do you think it's okay?"

"Fuck! How long? Then hurry to the hospital!" Now Zhou Xun is also in a hurry.

"Come on, what did you do long ago?" Xing Yue still had resentment towards him, "As long as you can feel sorry for him, it won't be like this."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Zhou Xun immediately became unhappy, "He is mine, can I not feel bad?"

Xing Yue was even more displeased, "What do you call your man?"

"It's not mine, is it yours?"

"Tsk, that's fine, let's hang up." Xing Yue didn't have the time to talk to him about it.

"Hey, then what, tell Xiang Hai later, let him rest at home for two days, and don't rush to work."

"Ah."

"By the way, what are you doing at that bar today? Are you looking for He Xionghui? What did he tell you? Is there any news about Zhao Wenyu? What are your plans next..."

"What time is it, what time is it now?" Xing Yue was really convinced, "The people you arrested are not enough for you to worry about? Hang up!"

He picked up the phone angrily, and went back to the bedroom, but was shocked to see that Xiang Hai turned over.Probably because he felt the heat on his body, he kicked the blanket covering his legs away.

"I'm taking my own life." Xing Yue felt his head was getting bigger.

The potion has not been applied, the gauze has not been pasted, and this posture...

He hurried over, coaxing, pushing and pulling, "Xiao Hai, you, you turn over, ah, turn over..."

Xiang Hai was annoyed by him, he frowned half asleep, and licked his lips again, "I'm so thirsty, I want to drink water..."

"Drink water, drink water! You wait." Xing Yue ran out immediately.

When he came back with the water, he found Xiang Hai got up, sitting on the bed, pulling his hair vigorously, "Headache...headache..."

"Hey, don't pull it!" Xing Yue quickly grabbed his wrist, "Come on, drink some water first."

Xiang Hai kept his eyes closed all the time, filled the water in one breath and wanted to fall back on the bed again.

Xing Yue quickly caught him, and continued to coax him, "Lie down, be obedient, lie down for a while..."

This time Xiang Hai didn't resist anymore, he turned around obediently, lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep again.

Xing Yue wiped it on his forehead.After such a short time, he was sweating from the work.

Before Xiang Hai turned over again, he took the time to apply the potion again, then covered the wound with thick gauze, and finally fixed it with adhesive tape.

His movements were very careful, and his attitude was extremely serious, but in the process, the image of Xiang Hai lying on the bed just now appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

He didn't deny that he was a horny old pervert.At the same time, he also admitted that Xiang Hai's figure is really good.

It's no wonder the man occasionally boasted.

I usually feel that he is a little thin when I wear clothes, but after taking off my clothes, I find that there are many pieces in the arms, shoulders, back, lower abdomen, waist... all of them should be there.

So while bragging about his treasured boyfriend in his heart, while brushing his hair, he fell into reverie.

Finally, Xiang Hai was cleaned up.

Xing Yue was also quite satisfied.After packing up his things and planning to take a shower, he squeezed and fell asleep next to Xiang Hai.

At this time, his eyes fell on the only piece of cloth on Xiang Hai's body.

I didn't think much of it just now, but now Xiang Hai is white and clean again, and his underwear looks a little garish.

Xiang Hai wore a pair of light gray boxer briefs today, and now besides the traces of blood, potion, and water, there was actually a complete palm mark on it.

Xing Yue opened his hand in disbelief, the size and shape were all right.

"Hold..."

He was very depressed and felt that his work was too rough.But he dared to use the police badge to assure that he really didn't mean it.

After struggling for a long time, he finally moved to Xiang Hai's side and asked cautiously, "Then what, Xiao Hai, let me change a pair of underwear for you. The ones on your body are too dirty and uncomfortable to wear, aren't they?"

"Strictly speaking, you are now a patient, so there is no need to be embarrassed." Xing Yue lay on the bedside, convincing him and himself at the same time, "I am the one who takes care of the patient, so there is no need to be embarrassed. "

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, "Then I will take it as your agreement."

So he found a pair of clean underwear in the closet, thought about it, and turned off the light in the room.

At this time, even though he didn't have any impure thoughts in his heart, even though he was feeling in the dark, Xing Yue still hesitated the moment he stretched out his hand.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was wrong, even dirty.

Regardless of the reason, this behavior is an offense to Xiang Hai.

He hurried over to lie down on the bed again, and admitted his mistake to Xiang Hai, "I'm sorry Xiao Hai, I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't even think about it. I'm sorry!"

"I was wrong, it won't happen again, scold me."

Of course Xiang Hai didn't scold him, he just lay on his stomach quietly, his back undulating slightly.

Xing Yue stood up in shame, and put his underwear back into the closet.

He rubbed his face, planning to take a shower quickly, and sleep for an hour before dawn.

He felt very tired. He didn't sleep all night in the hospital yesterday, and he stayed up until this time continuously today.My brain was about to short-circuit, otherwise I wouldn't have had that thought just now.

At this time, Xiang Hai suddenly turned over, kicked his legs back and forth twice, clutched the blanket tightly, and shouted, "What are you doing?"

"..."

Xing Yue immediately stood still, not daring to make a sound, not even blinking.

After waiting for a while, Xiang Hai asked again, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?"

As he spoke, his voice became obviously crying, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"Mom, are you sick?"

Xing Yue stood helplessly in the darkness, looking at Xiang Hai who was entangled in the dream, humming uneasy and sad, without tears, but his nose twitched constantly.

He has never seen Xiang Hai cry.On the contrary, no matter what time, Xiang Hai is always smiling.

He didn't know if it was normal or not.Or the one who cries all the time is the abnormal one.

But sometimes, he really hoped that Xiang Hai could also cry happily.He couldn't tell the exact reason.

Maybe if I vented my emotions when I was awake, I wouldn't be haunted by these nightmares like I am now.

When he was alone, how many dreams did he have?What color are those dreams?

Xing Yue didn't dare to think about it.

But for the current dream, he could easily guess the content.

Xiang Hai's dream was still going on, his legs moved a couple of times, holding back his crying, he said cautiously, "Mom, I'm good..."

"I don't tell others, I'm good."

"Mother..."

Later, Xiang Hai was sobbing and choking for a while, but gradually he couldn't hear what he was saying.

When he calmed down again, Xing Yue walked over and sat down leaning against the head of the bed, gently pulling his shoulder, "Come here, Xiao Hai, lean on my lap."

He asked Xiang Hai to turn sideways, and put a pillow against his back, so as not to press on the wound.Pulling the blanket over again, it covered him.

"Go to sleep." He stroked Xiang Hai's hair, "Sleep well, I'll watch you."

Xiang Hai seemed to have heard his words, put his arms around his waist, buried his face in his side and dawdled back and forth.

After a while, I heard him say in a muffled voice again, "The flowers are gone."

"Ok?"

"The flowers are gone."

"What flower is missing? Money is gone?"

"My flowers are gone."

"...Oh, I'll buy it for you when it's gone. Buy as much as you want."

"Do you like the blue one? I'll send you the blue one next time."

But Xiang Hai acted as if he didn't hear it, and just muttered to himself, "So many flowers, all of them are gone."

As she spoke, she even sighed, "My flowers are so beautiful."

Xing Yue didn't talk to him anymore, just tucked the blanket for him, and touched his forehead again.

It doesn't seem so hot now.