in the dark

The ambiguity continued, Song Chan pretended to be calm and raised his foot to grind the stones on the ground, not knowing whether to look up at him at this moment or let the atmosphere continue like this.

Inexplicably, he thought of the conversations with Song Nan'an just now. Song Chan realized now that he definitely didn't know his thoughts today. How could a man react like this if he was confessed by the same sex in daily life?If you understand correctly, staying with yourself is considered an indirect agreement...

So...he knew early on?And after knowing it, he didn't mean to let himself go?From frowning and being pushed away to thinking that I was completely disgusted, it was just an excessive imagination caused by my panic after doing something I shouldn't have done.

It turns out...Song Chan's years were not in vain. Now, he is rewarded with an opportunity to be close to him indefinitely, just like a dust that is pardoned by his master and rides on his shoulders, he can go anywhere with him, fair and honest.

Song Chan weighed it over and over again, and asked, "Since when did you know?" He always thought that he was hiding well, although he always followed him to get some sweets, but he only did it secretly. He was too flamboyant and was suspected. After all, in his heart, he might have always been just a younger brother who didn't grow up, could only fail to learn, talk back, and play around.

"A long time ago." Song Nan'an said lightly, "I doubted you when you were still in the Song family."

"So early?" Song Chan was startled.He was still wondering if he had heard the phrase "sister-in-law" when he was arguing with Song Jiaoye in the supermarket, or if he had suggested buying a mobile phone case when he was in Huayao earlier, and put both of their mobile phones on at the end One made him suspicious.Unexpectedly, in the end, he was already suspected when he was still in the Song family...

Song Nan'an nodded, "It's easy for me to analyze people's psychology."

Song Chan was speechless, thinking, yes, if he wanted to know, no one would be able to hide it.What's more, back then, I was just a stunned young man with no plans and no plans, and all the small thoughts in my heart were not all on my face.Although there doesn't seem to be much progress now...

"Back then... did you think I was disgusting?" Song Chan asked, wanting to know Song Nan'an's attitude back then. Now his attitude is clear, but he wants to make up for it.He walked this road too tremblingly, and he has never been qualified nor had the opportunity to ask Song Nan'an what he thinks.

"I don't think so." Song Nan'an replied affirmatively, looked at Song Chan, and explained seriously, "Back then you were a member of the Song family, just like Jiaoye, and I had a responsibility for you, so I doubted it but felt that Can't take it seriously."

"At that time, you were not an adult, much younger than me, and you may not know what you want."

"Do you think I didn't understand it?" Song Chan understood, "So you pretended not to know?" From this point of view, no matter whether he was in the Song family or left the Song family, Song Nan'an has always been a bystander. The identity is calm.At that time, he not only felt that he didn't distinguish between feelings, but besides that, he must also have no interest in him at all, otherwise how could he be so indifferent when they met later.If I hadn't been begging so hard, I probably wouldn't have contacted him now.

Song Nan'an hummed, "Whether it's responding or refusing, it was impossible at that time."

"What about now?" Song Chan asked, "Why did you respond?" I finally got the result I wanted, but now I am still immature, and I even have a lot of problems, swearing, fighting, and even doing things are not serious enough. Whether it was then or now, neither of them seemed to be from the same world.

Song Nan'an stood aside quietly without answering.

Seeing his silence, Song Chan panicked, thinking that he had misunderstood what he said earlier, and stammered, "Just now... just now you meant to accept me." But he was extremely not confident enough in his heart, especially in front of Song Nan'an. Even though he was accepted, he subconsciously felt that he was not worthy, so he subconsciously felt that he had misunderstood.

"Song Chan." Song Nan'an sighed softly, and pondered: "In the past two years, I have traveled to different places and met different people. Many times, life and death are instantaneous."

"I accompany the team to solve the case, even if I will be protected by others, but who can really give up on themselves to protect others in times of crisis?" He only spoke half of what he said, and then paused, "Since you left the Song family until now, you have Many years have passed."

"Back then I thought you had too little experience and didn't know what you wanted, but now, you are still here." He stared at Song Chan, "Since you came to me, I think I underestimated you. You know that you what do you want."

He gently looked away, "As for me, no matter from which angle I look at it, I shouldn't reject you."

After all the words were said, Song Chan was stunned.

The wind blew gently, and the warm sun sometimes exposed and sometimes hid. The two stood quietly in this town where the case came, and everything became different.

Today's Song Chan has gone through two ecstasy processes, starting from Song Nan'an calling him to turn around, and ending with the sentence "no matter from which angle you look at it." The whole process is like a The adventurer was thrown high into the sky, and apart from nervousness and apprehension, there were more surprises and disbelief.

I think Song Chan has suffered for so many years, has been a rascal for so many years, and has met all kinds of people.He has always told himself that he should be casual, bluffing, angry, free and easy, and only do what he wants to do.With such a personality, he has not felt that there is anything worth insisting on for many years. He loves to play, so he has liked many things.It can be said that it is the only cautiousness in his bluffing, the only seriousness in his ruffian, and the only restraint in his free and easy.

But from now on, everything is different, he is no longer a dust that will fall with the wind when he is lightly brushed on his shoulders, because Song Nan'an said that he would not refuse, which means that he was rejected by him Put it in your pocket.

He should be more confident.

Song Chan is considered very tall among ordinary people, a full [-] to [-], but now they are standing opposite each other, and they are still a little shorter than Song Nan'an, only to see him suddenly smile, returning to his usual indecency, saying : "Can I... hug you?"

Tsk tsk, I don't have the guts to say kiss, I can only say hug...

Song Nan'an glanced at him lightly, then walked out of the corner, "The case has not been solved yet."

"Then you mean the case can only be solved if it is solved?" Song Chan followed, "If it is not solved, wouldn't it be impossible all the time?" Someone spoke with confidence, and it was obvious that he was becoming more and more like the typical case of not filing a house for three days. up.

"You think it's possible?" Song Nan'an turned to him and asked.

That's right, the time to solve the case may be extended, but he will definitely not be absent. After all, Song Nan'an is not someone else who accompanied the team to solve the case. Song Chan felt that he should reflect on himself, and actually doubted his strength. .”

"Are you in a hurry?" he asked again.

Song Chan felt that with Song Nan'an's character, this sentence should be a serious question rather than a joke, so he was stunned.How should I put it, I'm not in a hurry, I just feel that, anyway, they are...together now, it's okay to hug each other.

"No—" the voice was still in his throat, and Song Chan was stunned for a moment by the stopped figure in front of him.

Suddenly, he was hugged.

Song Chan could feel that he didn't use much force, it was just a gentle hug, his chin rested on his shoulder, and there was warmth on his neck.

The two stood in the narrow alley, and there was no one around.

With a fast heartbeat, Song Chan, who was dazed for a while, slowly hugged her back with both hands, slowly turned her head, and gradually felt that their ears touched together.

"is this OK?"

"Ah?" Song Chan's ears were blushing, and he didn't know what to answer. The right hand placed on his back unconsciously clenched his shirt.

This feeling... so fucking good.No wonder a man wants to find a woman to solve his physical needs and is unwilling to solve it with his hands. Isn’t this the same as solving his physical needs while looking at Song Nan’an’s photos? His physical needs are satisfied, but his psychological needs are not enough. Maximize your emotions.

When Song Chan's thoughts drifted away, Song Nan'an let him go, "Let's get down to business first." He said and returned along the alley the same way.

This should have been hugged for less than five seconds, right?

The word "do business first" seemed like a bucket of cold water pouring down his head, Song Chan cleared his throat to cover up his unnaturalness, "Okay, do business."

When the two came to the courtyard of the fool's house again, there was no one in the courtyard. Song Chan asked in a low voice, "Since He Yang and the others have been asked to investigate with great fanfare, why are you still sneaking around here? Show your identity and go in directly. OK?"

Song Nan'an asked back: "My son is stupid and my daughter is timid, shouldn't I make good use of it?"

Song Chan understood immediately, "You want to use them to get clues?" Then he said, "No, aren't you sure who it is?"

Song Nan'an smiled lightly: "Try it and you'll know."

Not long after, the two people hiding in the secret place saw the middle-aged man walking out of the house holding a piece of paper and walking towards the distance along the alley.

Until there was no one in the distance, the two stepped into the yard.

"Is anyone there?" Song Chan stood in the yard and called a few times according to what he had agreed with Song Nan'an in advance. If there were no accidents, the man's daughter should come out.

Sure enough, in less than ten seconds, the woman came out and was surprised to see two men standing in her yard, "What's the matter?" She recognized that it was the man who said to help her dispose of the dead dog at the alley. two.

Song Chan smiled, and asked in a concerned tone without answering, "Are you okay?" He glanced at her arm as he spoke.

The woman was obviously taken aback, "It's nothing...it's nothing." She looked panic-stricken.

Song Chan continued, "I see that your arm...is injured a lot, and I don't know how you did it, so I just wanted to take a look."

The woman shrank her arms, "It's okay, I did it by accident." After a while, she hurriedly said, "You... want to come in for a cup of tea?" Do not enter the house.

"Okay, we don't have a place to stay here." Song Chan nodded, and walked into the room with Song Nan'an.

purpose achieved.

"Sit down first." The woman placed the two of them in the living room, and said softly, "I'll make tea." She said and left.

There were only the two of them in the living room, Song Chan looked around.In the living room, apart from the very dim light, the arrangement of furniture and electrical appliances is very ordinary, and there is nothing abnormal about it.

The only thing that makes people feel strange or even weird is that there is a small round wooden table next to the wall in the middle of the living room. The table is very low, only as high as a normal person's calf. Porcelain bottle.The porcelain vase has a short neck and wide shoulders, thin under the shoulders to the bottom, and the bottom is concave. The body of the bottle is long and thin, shaped like a willow leaf.The body of the bottle is glazed and bright blue and white. On the wider part of the lower part, there is a fat doll with red face, fat ears and a round body. The doll is less than one year old and cannot distinguish between male and female. The Chinese are right in front of you.

The shape, height, and color of the two bottles are exactly the same, but there is a small difference between the two dolls on the bottle - one is facing left and the other is facing right, as if they are smiling at each other.

A porcelain bowl with a joss stick was placed in front of the porcelain vase. At this time, the flame of the joss stick was swaying gently, and the yellow light was reflected on the vase.

Song Nan'an's attention has been on the two porcelain vases since he entered the door. Song Chan approached him and asked softly, "Do you want to go over and have a look? I'll help you hold her back."

As soon as the words were finished, a woman came in with tea, and Song Chan hurriedly sat upright.It seems that we can only wait for a while to find a way.

"I don't know what you like to drink." The woman put the cups next to the two of them, two cups of simple green tea, "I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

"It's all right." Song Chan said with a smile: "Anything is fine, you don't think we are troublesome, we don't mind these things."

The woman smiled and asked, "Why are you here...?"

Song Nan'an didn't touch the tea at his side, and tapped his fingers on the table, thinking about something.

Song Chan answered casually, "It's a small matter at work," and then asked, "Is your brother not at home?"

"He's resting in his room."

Song Chan hummed lightly, and turned the topic to the direction he needed, "I see that your kiln is quite big, what is it used for?"

The topic changed a bit abruptly, seeing the woman looking at him inexplicably, Song Chan smiled lightly, "Don't get me wrong, our work is about this aspect, and this time I'm here for a field trip, so I'm a little curious. "

The woman replied: "Our family rarely burns bricks and tiles, but mostly burns ceramics."

Song Chan nodded and asked politely, "Can you show me around, please?"

The woman thought for a moment, then nodded: "Today is just right, the kiln is empty."

Seeing that she agreed, Song Chan turned his head and took a deep look at him according to what Song Nan'an had told him in advance, and said, "If you're not feeling well, just sit here and I'll take a look." The tone and content were normal, so it shouldn't irritate him. people doubt.

"Okay." Song Nan'an nodded.

The author has something to say: I actually sent out the outline in the last chapter, I..., please ignore...