Frost and wind sometimes exhausted - black hole fan

?In the quiet teahouse, the waiter walked into the dimly lit room with an elegant tea set.

?In the room, there is only a long light tube hanging above the square tea table, sprinkled on the waiter's action of serving tea.Nie Mingyu opened half of the curtains, and a thin and handsome face was illuminated by the neon lights of his coat through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He turned and returned to his seat, and said, "Tell your boss Sun, don't let the guests go for now."

?The waiter got up and responded, "Hey." Then he left the room.

Huang Sheng, secretary-general of the municipal party committee, walked into the coffee shop quickly, and walked into the private room with ease, his hearty laughter broke the silence: "Xiao Nie, I'm sorry, there is a temporary meeting that has been delayed."

"It's okay."

?Secretary Huang sat down: "Is there something urgent for me?"

Nie Mingyu lowered his head and fiddled with the switch of the zippo. Orange flames shot out from the crater from time to time. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he took out the cigarette case from his arms unhurriedly: "There is something, I think you have to I know." He took out a cigarette and held it between his lips, "The cars were confiscated."

"I just found out about this, how could it be?"

"The new chief of the anti-smuggling department, do you know him?" Nie Mingyu exhaled a puff of green smoke, and the smoke and fragrance lingered around him.

"He Qingming?" Secretary Huang thought thoughtfully, "That young man..."

Nie Mingyu raised his probing eyes, their eyes met, and they both showed playful smiles, Secretary Huang frowned slightly, and sighed in embarrassment: "Let me think of a way, this matter, but It's a little difficult..."

The corners of Nie Mingyu's mouth deepened, and then returned to normal. He nodded without a trace, and extinguished the scarlet spark of a cigarette in the ashtray at hand.Reaching out for the lighter at the side, he was about to get up: "It's good that you know—the company has printed a new batch of desk calendars, let me put them in your car."

"Eh, no need..." Secretary Huang humbly stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Old rules, I'll do it myself." Nie Mingyu patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, picked up Secretary Huang's car keys from the table, and pressed the remote control out of the window. In the darkness, the taillights of a car flickered, "You Let's go in a few minutes, okay?"

?"Um……"

?Vehicles shuttle through the labyrinthine city streets, and there is a lingering chill in the air tonight. Four or five laughing college students are about to cross the road. He took off his coat and shivered.

In the Lexus car, Nie Mingyu remembered that he was practicing piano with his middle school classmates in the theater this afternoon. Zhang Feng’s subordinate Rui Dongxing came suddenly and said that Zhang Feng had already gone to look for He Qingming. The sudden change defeated Nie Mingyu’s interest, so He was in a hurry to make an appointment with Huang Sheng.

?He knew that Zhang Feng went to He Qingming because he wanted to bear all the charges alone, but he also knew that Zhang Feng was forcing himself to use his relationship to deal with this matter as soon as possible.Up and down Longteng, only Nie Mingyu is the bond of many relationships and the only leader.He never doubted Zhang Feng's loyalty, but walking on a knife edge also made him always vigilant against everyone.Zhang Feng is also aware of this point. In addition to the contract, this relationship between superiors and subordinates also has a tacit understanding without words.

? When he got home, the hall lights were on, but it was empty. There was the sound of water rushing upstairs. He knew that Meng Lin had returned.Nie Mingyu took off his gloves, thinking about today's trivial matters, his temples ached.He saw Meng Lin's laptop on the dining table turned on, so he sat down.

There is a password on the computer, so Nie Mingyu typed in Meng Lin's birthday casually, tried several times in succession, but the blue screen of the computer did not disappear, and he suddenly felt confused.He thought for a moment, then entered another string of numbers, and this time, the computer turned on.

?He immediately saw a document titled "Longteng Group" on the desktop.He moved the mouse, clicked on it, and there were a lot of data tables, all of which were Longteng's operating accounts in recent years.A secret rage surged into his heart, and a terrible haze hung over his face.

"Mingyu, you're back..." Meng Lin, who had just come down from upstairs, was pleasantly surprised when she saw the computer on the man's desk, and her heart sank.

"Your computer has a virus." Nie Mingyu's high-pitched voice was full of sarcasm, "You keep these things, are you trying to help me? Or hurt me?"

?Meng Lin couldn't help shivering when she met his gloomy eyes that were as cold as polar ice, her lips trembled involuntarily, and she faltered and tried to explain: "Mingyu, I think we may have misunderstood... ..."

He stood up suddenly, and Meng Lin felt a blur in front of her eyes. The next moment, Nie Mingyu could not help but push her down on the chair just now, pointed to the things on the computer, and said lightly: "Think about how to solve it, my wife. .” The last two words were bitten very clearly.

?Meng Lin's brain was turned into a paste, and the fluff inside the bathrobe was soaked in cold sweat. She felt that the claws of a wolf were resting on her shoulders.She knew that he hated betrayal the most, and also knew his methods. It was that kind of unhurried appearance that made people creepy and frightened.

Nie Mingyu walked into Night Breeze, his irritability seemed to be catalyzed more intensely by this incident, impacting his limbs and bones in his body.He took a breath of cool air, opened the car door, and drove on the wide road like a catharsis. The neon lights on the street quickly fell backwards, and the flowing fire brushed out gorgeous brocade pictures.

?He came to the city library.This huge city public building has long been silent, without a trace of light, as if hidden in the boundless night.Nie Mingyu looked at the pitch-black building, and his thoughts began to race again.

?Winter 1979.

?Lin Jiyue was sitting on his bedside blowing hot porridge, and said: "My mother works in the hospital. I heard from the aunt in the hospital that a recruit jumped into the ice hole to save a friend. I want to see it." What kind of tough man is so heroic, I just wanted to come and see."

?My thin body is not worthy of the word "heroic". Nie Mingyu wanted to laugh, but the itchy part of his lungs made him change his expression.Lin Jiyue took a spoonful of porridge and fed it into his mouth.

? "When I saw your face, I felt familiar, and then pestered the doctor to ask your name. I didn't expect it was really you."

?The unexpected reunion made Nie Mingyu full of doubts. He first asked: "How have you been... all these years?"

"It's okay. My mother and I lived at my grandpa's house for a few years. My grandpa passed away the year before last, and now we are the only mother and daughter left. My mother is a nurse and is busy with work. I study in a nearby school. When the war breaks out, I can't even read the book steadily." Lin Jiyue said it very flatly, as if these accidents were nothing.

The author has something to say: I have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, and sometimes I will revise the previous text~