don't be alone anymore

*persistent*

……

"The reason why I later became a policeman was because I wanted to know what my mother was obsessed with all her life..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yang looked away.

Her eye sockets suddenly turned red...

She could have struggled hard in such a situation...

Let the tears live up to their spirits and fall silently.

But the people around her seem to have noticed the slight sadness in her words...

Jian Muzi gently placed her hand on hers.

In just such an instant, a ray of crystal light slipped quietly from the corner of Wen Yang's eyes.

She choked for a moment.

Countless emotions are about to break out...

The first to bear the brunt is the grievance that has been hidden deep in my heart for many years.

Since 2004, there have been no grievances that can be resolved.

……

Wen Yang put his hand on the handle of the car door.

Get out of the car quickly without looking back.

"I'm thirsty. Go down and buy water."

She walked urgently and moved quickly...

Before Jian Muzi had time to react, she only left a stubborn back to Jian Muzi.

Jian Muzi stared at Wen Yang's back until it disappeared around the corner.

She could hear the emotion in the words of the person who got off the car, and she could guess that Wen Yang probably didn't want her to see him cry.

Jian Muzi looked at the corner in a daze for a moment, and at the same time gathered her hands tightly.

……

After getting off the car, Wen Yang couldn't hold back his tears.

One drop, one drop, one drop after another...

She wiped the tear stains all over her face with the back of her hand indiscriminately, and remained silent.

He bit his lip tightly, but he couldn't refuse the physiological reaction caused by tears.

A person, alone, his body trembling slightly because he wanted to suppress the choking.

……

Jian Muzi stopped at the corner, looking at Wen Yang who got up and went to the convenience store...

Her own eye sockets have also been away from the mist for many years.

……

In front of the full-length mirror in the convenience store, Wen Yang examined his eyes.

Until I felt that my eyes were no longer swollen, and I also felt that the redness in the eye sockets gradually dissipated.

She took a deep breath, smiled appropriately in the full-length mirror, then walked to the cashier, and took out two bottles of mineral water from the cardboard box beside the cashier.

She returned to the car with a smile on her face.

And the people in the car acted as if nothing happened just now, and they didn't follow them out of the car.

Jian Muzi took the mineral water that Wen Yang handed to her, opened the bottle cap, and quietly sipped it.

……

"...The reason why I chose to be a doctor and choose cardiac surgery is because of my grandmother."

"According to some cities in China, she should be called grandma."

When Wen Yang was thinking about how to bring up a topic, he never thought that Jian Muzi would say these words.

She straightened up suddenly and turned her gaze, which was staring straight ahead.

"Well, my college classmates, some classmates call grandma like that."

Jian Muzi smiled lightly,

"When I was 12 years old, her heart couldn't hold on. Although 120 came in time, she couldn't leave the operating table alive... Later someone told me, maybe I can choose to be a doctor, a heart surgeon .”

Jian Muzi turned around and touched Wen Yang's head,

"Wen Yang, I didn't start with any ideals either."

Wen Yang's eyes were slightly dazed, and he froze in his seat because of the other party's actions and comfort.

There was no sound in the car for a long time...

……

"What happened next, Wen Yang?"

Jian Muzi clenched Wen Yang's hand on his lap, conveying a warm force.

"I went back to freshman year in 05, so I should have graduated in 09, right? After more than 7 years, have you found the reason for Aunt Yang's persistence?"

Wen Yang lowered his eyes, feeling the warmth of Jian Muzi holding the back of his hand tightly.

Her eyes gradually returned to gentleness and softness.

She put her other hand on the back of Jian Muzi's, and finally laughed.

"When I was in the office just now, I probably couldn't understand it. It was as if my blood was fed to the dog, and I might want to wake Ms. Yang Changrong up."

Wen Yang blinked mischievously at Jian Muzi, as if he had returned to his usual look.

"but……"

Her eyes shone slightly, her eye sockets were slightly hot,

"But every time the police is received and dispatched, every time the police situation is successfully resolved. A potential social hidden danger is solved, a criminal who endangers the society is caught, a person is saved, a citizen is helped, and a family is even mediated. Family conflicts, it seems... It seems that I can feel her mood again... In fact, I seem to be able to understand what she is obsessed with..."

"Are you satisfied with this answer, Jian Mumu?"

Jian Muzi tightened her palms, and glanced at Wen Yang lightly, but there was an infinite smile in her eyes.

"Jane Mumu! Have I not told you something important yet?"

Officer Wen looked mysterious, and his tone became much lighter and happier.

"what?"

"Baby! It's the Bichon Frize raised by my cousin Yang Yulong! The female Bichon Frize! It's pregnant!"

Because of Wen Yang's beaming expression, Jian Muzi subconsciously raised her tone, "Did you lie to me?"

"Really! It's more real than real gold!"

……

After being held by someone for a long time, and he even took his hand, Officer Wen, who was not embarrassed just now, became extremely shy now.

She removed the hand that was on Jian Muzi's hand pretending to be serious, and pulled out her other hand that was held by Jian Muzi in a more serious manner.

"Cough cough~~"

Police officer Wen blushed slightly, and pushed Jian Muzi,

"Let's go, Jian Mumu!"

"Go to my house! Go to my house! I'll take you to see the baby with a big belly."

The excitement and rising emotions in the words are all to cover up my embarrassment and inexplicable guilt.

Quickly opened the door from the back seat and changed to the passenger seat, Wen Yang immediately blinked his bright eyes and showed cuteness to Jian Muzi who was still in the back seat.

"Hurry up, Jian Mumu~ You still have to go to work tomorrow, so don't waste time!"

Jian Muzi glanced at her lightly.

Officer Wen is such a tormenting cutie.

Changing the topic is so "obscure".

……

The bichon frize baby, who was fed by Wen's family, was indeed pregnant as Wen Yang said.

Moreover, Jian Muzi came quite in time. According to the veterinarian's prenatal examination, the bichon frize should be due to give birth in two days.

Wen Yang pointed to Pang Pang, who was isolated in a cage on the balcony, and smiled, "Is Pang Pang stupid? I don't even know that I am a father. Heh heh, sure enough, people and dogs go different ways."

Jian Muzi raised her eyebrows,

"I didn't expect you to have such an idea."

Wen Yang squatted on the ground immediately, screaming,

"What is it, Jian Mumu? I warn you! The girl standing in front of you, girl! She is not yet 18 years old!"

"Huh~"

Jian Muzi smiled suddenly, turned around and glanced at the bedroom next to the balcony.

This is obviously Wen Yang's room.

Wen Yang looked at Jian Muzi's politely avoiding gaze, and suddenly had an evil taste of teasing Jian Muzi.

She joked as she took Jian Muzi away,

"Let's go, let's go, I didn't invite you to visit my room! I just came to show you baby!"

Jian Muzi's face was invisible, but the tips of her ears were slightly red.

She pursed her lips and asked,

"Have you ever had a B-ultrasound? How many?"

"3!"

Wen Yang hopped down the stairs, bouncing up and down, very excited about it.

"What an amazing bichon frise! She's so small, she's pregnant with three of them! Wow~~~ Terrible!"

"Well, great."

"Recently, whenever my dad is free, he will make fish soup for him. The fish soup is mixed with goat milk cake and dog food. It is more expensive than me... But forget it, who made me so generous? I am such a flowery Siyu's underage girls don't care about pregnant people... oh no, they don't care about pregnant dogs."

The particularly promising police officer Wen is very promising.

……

On the other side, when Jian Muzi returned to the dormitory after visiting the pregnant Bichon Frize, Li Yanqing finally waited for Director Zheng's call back.

Li Yanqing reported to Director Zheng everything he heard outside Deputy Director Zhou's office today.

In addition, I added that in the past few days, people from the demolition supervision team have always come to talk to Deputy Director Zhou about Wen Yang's signing of the expropriation agreement.

"Old Li, you can rest assured to leave this matter to me...Wen Yang's side..."

"Wen Yang, don't worry."

Li Yanqing thought, Dr. Jian should be reliable, more or less, he can always give Wen Yang some comfort.

Director Zheng hung up Li Yanqing's phone, and then called Deputy Director Zhou.

After receiving a call from the head of the unit at 10 o'clock in the evening, Deputy Director Zhou's first reaction was that Director Zheng was going to blame him for the demolition issue.

Director Zheng is not in Beicheng, and the deputy mayor of Beicheng has come to him several times in the past few days.

Wen Yang is really a tough guy, even his dead mother has moved out, but it still doesn't work.

……

"Old Zhou, don't worry about the demolition. We are the Public Security Bureau, not the demolition office."

Director Zheng didn't say anything clearly, but the sentence he said already showed his attitude.

Although Deputy Director Zhou knew early on, Director Zheng is a stubborn old man who doesn't know how to adapt.

He just didn't expect...

It was a rare time that he saw the opportunity to flatter Old Zheng, but it was still on the horse's leg.

"Okay! I don't care about this!"

The next day, when the supervisory team for the demolition of the commercial street reappeared at the Public Security Bureau, Deputy Director Zhou directly dismissed Director Zheng's "instructions".

Holding his breath, Deputy Director Zhou took advantage of the supervisory team's arrival and staged a show of betraying the leader and seeking glory.

"Our Director Zheng called me at 10 o'clock last night to instruct me not to take care of the demolition. The Public Security Bureau is not a demolition office. This is what his old man said."

He had already intercepted the second half of the phone recording, just waiting for the supervisory team to come and respond to the supervisory team.

The people in the expropriation supervision team immediately copied the recording on Lao Zhou's mobile phone, and when they reported to work that day, they specially played the phone recording for the deputy mayor of the Standing Committee in charge of the expropriation work.

"Arrogant! Too arrogant! As a party member, as the head of the Beicheng Public Security Bureau, you don't cooperate with us in the collection work at all, and you still cover up your subordinates?"

The deputy mayor immediately called Director Zheng, and the two broke up after arguing on the phone.

The director of the Beicheng Public Security Bureau had only one sentence:

I have nothing to do with your expropriation, but if someone like me, Zheng, is in charge of the Public Security Bureau for a day, no one can threaten anyone in my Public Security Bureau under any banner.

……

Director Zheng resolved the turmoil under power for Wen Yang this time.

Over the years, he has always tried his best to give his subordinates and colleagues a police station as clean as possible.

So clean that all policemen who volunteer to be policemen and all policemen who volunteer to uphold justice will not be disturbed by ugly people in the circle of power.

Back then, his old Zheng respected Wen Guodong and Yang Changrong.

Today, he, Old Zheng, appreciates Wen Yang.

Occasionally, for a moment, the chief of the city's public security bureau would have an illusion.

It seems that protecting such a bloodline is supporting justice in the world.

Really real justice.

……

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