happy life

After a street away to the gate of the police station, Yang Xiao easily tore off the gauze on the back of his head.Looking up, Zhang Wuji was walking and chatting with a girl, and the two chatted happily.The girl turned into ashes, and he also recognized it.In her previous life, Zhou Zhiruo, who was a hero in the Shaolin Temple, was reborn as an ordinary policeman in the traffic team.Judging by their appearance, they have known each other for a long time and are very close.

When Zhou Zhiruo entered the office building of the traffic group, Zhang Wuji turned around and said, "Sir Yang, thank you for yesterday."

Yang Xiao smiled: "You're welcome." Don't be like in your previous life, just leave a lot of things alone.

The two entered the office one after the other, and a burst of fragrance came out of their nostrils.Zhou Dian shouted loudly: "Zhang sir, Yang sir, come quickly. The cake made by Dai Qisi is delicious."

Zhang Wuji tasted a piece: "Thank you, thank you."

Yang Xiao hesitated, shook his head and declined politely: "Thanks, I... I have eaten."

The excitement and shyness on Dai Qisi's face suddenly cooled down, Zhang Zhong stepped on Yang Xiao secretly, Yang Xiao just pretended not to know.He took a pack of milk from his desk drawer and drank it.

The atmosphere in the office was awkward and difficult.Dai Qisi couldn't help but walk out with the rest of the cake.Yang Xiao looked back at a few people, with an indifferent look on his face: "Why, do you want to drink milk?"

After a small turmoil, the work still has to continue.For several days in a row, there were almost no clues in the two cases, and everyone was helpless.Yang Xiao kept thinking about whose voice he heard that night, and was suddenly called into the office by Zhang Wuji.

"Sir Zhang, what's the matter?" Yang Xiao sat opposite Zhang Wuji.

Holding a pen in his hand, Zhang Wuji looked at Yang Xiao: "Madam Fang will be transferred to the Anti-Mafia Team, and we will transfer a new boss here."

Yang Xiao's heart beat wildly, it must not be...

"Zhu Yuanzhang."

your sister!

In the previous life, he forced Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Zhou Dian, etc., as well as himself, to die, to walk, and still can't escape his control in this life?Yang Xiao thought, I seldom even eat pork head meat in this life, but I am too lazy to meet him, but he is still so lingering!

On Zhu Yuanzhang's first day in office, Yang Xiao deliberately stood at the end, watching Zhu Yuanzhang shake hands with everyone with a generous and hearty smile.When walking in front of him, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled enthusiastically: "Sir Yang, I have heard about you for a long time."

Yang Xiao reluctantly stretched out his hand and shook it twice, feeling as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.After finally getting off work, Yang Xiao wanted to go to the bar, but for some reason, he wandered back to the Cape of Good Hope.

The lively and busy business district during the day is still bustling at night, except for those remote alleys.Most of the foreign trade companies in this city set up office buildings here, and the white-collar workers spend a lot of time and leisure time after work.

Looking up, I couldn't even see the familiar starlight.Yang Xiao lowered his head, took out a cigarette and lit it, the faint smoke ring dissipated in the night wind.Ding's trading group, he has already checked, and the head is indeed Ding Minjun.Since the death of her parents, she has taken over the family company, with flexible wrists, the company is developing extremely fast, and there is a faint tendency to challenge the industry leader.

Yang Xiao was quite surprised when he found her photos on the Internet. Compared with the gorgeous office, Ding Minjun turned out to be much prettier. He was not as harsh as in his previous life, but instead he was tough and soft, and his spirit was definitely not comparable to his previous life.I don't know if it's because of the advanced make-up techniques, or because Ding Minjun is not herself at all?

God loves to joke.

He smoked quietly by the street lamp for a while, and was winked at by several passing warblers.Yang Xiao felt a little funny, put out the cigarette, and just walked a few steps, his eyes fell on the sign of a shop on the street.There are no colorful neon lights, no strange decorations, only two handwritten dignified calligraphy scripts on the door - Zuo Wang.

Yang Xiao seemed to smell the wind from Kunlun Mountain, which was soft and cold.It seems to hear the whirling of the bamboo forest again, and see the clear moonlight again.He stepped forward, pushed open the door, and a faint, heart-warming fragrance came to his nostrils.The music is vaguely absent, neither slow-moving piano music nor modern electronic music in the world, but traditional silk and bamboo pipa.

This is a book bar, and the bookcases are filled with ancient books published in modern times, from Tang to Qing, everything that one expects to find.Another large part is about the research achievements of the Song and Yuan dynasties.Yang Xiao casually took a copy of "Youyang Miscellaneous Zu", and opened it, "The words of Hu Yixiang are close to strange."

He ordered a cappuccino and flipped through the book slowly.Footsteps sounded, and the coffee cup exuding warm fragrance was placed on the table: "Sir, your cappuccino."

Yang Xiao shook his hand, and the book fell to the ground.Even with all his strength, he could only do one movement - roll his eyelids, and focus his gaze on her who was graceful and upright.

"Sir, you..." The woman was a little surprised when she saw his appearance, "You are not that..."

Yang Xiao couldn't utter a word, staring blankly like a kid seeing a beautiful woman for the first time.She was the only one in his eyes, and all the lighting and furnishings in the book bar became her background.

"Xiao..." Yang Xiao endured and endured, and then changed his words: "Miss, thank you."

She is obviously Ji Xiaofu, so where is Miss Ding?Yang Xiao scolded the old security guard a thousand times in his heart, but he was still puzzled.It was a waste of time. If I knew her identity earlier, why would I be so frizzy for so many days.

Ji Xiaofu smiled: "You shouldn't be an ordinary gangster, right?"

Yang Xiao saw that Ji Xiaofu was not wearing a waiter's uniform, so she must have opened this shop by herself.He also laughed and picked up the book from the ground: "Miss, please sit down. What's your name?"

"You can call me lotus." The smile on Ji Xiaofu's lips faded, "What about you?"

"My surname is Yang," Yang Xiao stared into her bright eyes, afraid of missing the slightest chance of meeting, "Yang Xiao."

"Yang Xiao?" Ji Xiaofu laughed, "Why did you provoke someone?"

Yang Xiao lost his mind, the scene from his previous life overlapped with the person in his eyes, and he couldn't say a word.From the bottom of his heart, he only hopes that this life and this night will be happy.