Swallowing the Seas

After a long silence, Song Hui finally made an unbelievable voice: "...Who? Who do you like?"

"Song Hui," Bu Chonghua called her by first and last name, and said, "You didn't like studying when you were young. At that time, your father had just been promoted, and your mother was working three shifts in the hospital, and the time I could take care of you was limited. So your grades are not good along the way. If it wasn’t for Uncle Song’s meritorious deeds to give you priority admission, you would have been reluctant to go to the police academy. Uncle Song couldn’t catch up with you in the police academy for four years. I’m afraid you won’t be able to graduate. My younger brother followed me and entrusted the teacher to supervise each subject. I know best how bad your grade points are. Now I am looking for a relationship to ask a classmate to send you to the customs for the internship. In the end, you came to the Criminal Investigation Detachment without saying a word to increase your quota. Do you know how many people spend their time and energy behind every time you act willfully and recklessly?"

"Uncle Song is in this position where the tree is so big and attracts the wind. Not to mention every step is frightening, but at least he is walking on thin ice. He doesn't expect you and your brother to shine in the family, but at least he can protect himself. If you continue to be so muddled, your father will still be here. How many years have you been in this position? After he retires, who will cover you, who will pave the way for you, and who will take care of your troubles?"

Song Hui bit her trembling lips, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I'm not that useless..."

"It's time to grow up, Song Hui." Bu Chonghua said lightly, "You don't like me, your feelings have nothing to do with the love between men and women. You just instinctively want to find someone who is older and more reliable than yourself, so you can rest assured Just continue to be a little girl who doesn't care about anything."

Song Hui was stunned for a while, is this really the case?

Aren't those likings that you say are real likings?

"Happy birthday, little sister." Bu Chonghua raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said briefly, "I'm leaving first."

Bu Chonghua turned around and walked out of the box, only to hear the jingling sound behind him, Song Hui staggered after two steps: "Wait, wait! Do you really think of me as a little girl all the time? Why do you always, never You never liked me before, is it okay to like a little bit?"

She cried in the last few words.

Bu Chonghua's straight and strong shoulder line dropped slightly, as if he sighed a long time, and looked back at Song Hui complicatedly:

"Maybe it's because I helped you change diapers too many times when you were young."

Song Hui: "......"

Song Hui stood there with an expression as if struck by lightning.

Bu Chonghua turned around and walked out of the box, ignoring the restaurant head waiter who was rushing to see him in a wrong way, strode out of the crystal door, walked through the crowded streets during rush hours, got into the off-road vehicle parked by the side of the road, wiped his face vigorously, Lean back in the seat.

——Why have you never liked me?

Song Hui's doubtful and aggrieved voice echoed in his ears, and gradually changed into a question that was getting louder and harder to ignore in his own heart.

Bu Chonghua opened his eyes, grabbed his phone, and suddenly had an unstoppable urge.

Do you really think of me as a brother all this time?

Do you really feel nothing at all?

"Hello, duty room." Bu Chonghua dialed the phone number of the sub-bureau, but no one could hear his voice condensed and tense: "Our detachment Wu Yu is on the night shift tonight, is he still in the bureau?"

"Hey step detachment!" Liao Gang was unexpectedly on the other side of the phone, "Oh no, I think Xiao Wu has been on the night shift for several days, and he seems a little uncomfortable, so I let him go home first Go—what? You have business with him?"

Bu Chonghua's heart skipped a beat in his throat, "Is he sick?"

"It's not that I'm sick, it just looks like I'm not in a good mood." Liao Gang said: "I think so, young people, being forced to work overtime and night shifts in the office all day long, no one can stand it, so I let him Go home and have a rest. Do you need to find him? If you are not in a hurry, tell me first?"

He is in a bad mood.

It was as if a string in the bottom of my heart was caught off guard, and then set off a huge wave, which almost drowned Bu Chonghua's seven senses for several seconds——

"Hello, step detachment? Hello?"

"It's okay, I'll just..."

Bu Chonghua wanted to say that I'm going home now, but he stopped suddenly. There seemed to be a strong premonition reminding him that Wu Yu didn't "stay overnight" tonight.

As soon as Liao asked him to go home, he really went back to his own home.

"Where's the address of Wu Yu's house?"

"I don't know. It seems to be in Nancheng District. Are you in a hurry? I'll go to the registration office to look around?"

Bu Chonghua said: "It's on the intranet, if you find it, send it to me immediately." He pulled the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator.

The off-road vehicle made a U-turn, merged into the street, and merged into the evening rush hour traffic, heading towards Nancheng District.

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hum!

The message on the phone next to the bed shook, Wu Yu suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up like a conditioned reflex, grabbed the phone and swiped away.

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A faint fluorescent light was reflected on his expressionless face. After a long time, Wu Yu sat back slowly and leaned against the head of the bed.

There was silence in the room. He sat on the bed with his legs curled up, looked up at the mottled ceiling, and exhaled hoarsely.

Look at yourself, a sneering calm voice deep inside says: Look, like a Cinderella beaten back from the prom.

His silhouette was reflected in the mirror opposite the bed, with messy black hair, pale skin, and the corners of his lips naturally drooping.It may be because there is always something in the heart, which affects the facial expression over time, and the jawline is extremely tight, which makes people feel tense and restrained after looking at it for a while.

In fact, the facial features of the elite boss were colder and sharper, but it didn't give people such a feeling. Bu Chonghua's face was more three-dimensional and stretched.

Wu Yu turned on the phone, subconsciously opened the photo album without thinking.

He is not a person who likes to take pictures. Like many front-line criminal policemen, the photo album on his mobile phone is basically full of scene pictures and various case detail reports; Chonghua's figure, head slightly tilted, well-tailored shirt cuffs rolled up at the elbows, wearing stained survey gloves, standing tall, with a straight back, is whispering something to his subordinates.

It was at the garbage dump. The surname Bu personally took people through the garbage mountain to find woven bags. He drank cold water when he was thirsty, gnawed bread when he was hungry, and took a nap in the car when he was tired. I didn't take a shower all day, and rushed in the duty room for a full two hours after returning to the bureau.

——But the school grass is the school grass, even if he is in such a mess, he is still very handsome.

Looking at the photo, Wu Yu slowly felt a warm feeling in his heart. At this time, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the mirror out of the corner of his eye, and was stunned for a while.

He saw the corners of his mouth curled up, smiling.

Wu Yu didn't have many chances in his life to see himself smiling in front of the mirror. Suddenly, he was startled, and the conditioned reflex smiled, and the face in the mirror immediately returned to a lifeless look, staring back desperately.

"..."

There was silence in the room. After a long time, Wu Yu looked at the mirror, raised the corners of his mouth strangely and carefully, and tried to smile again.

But this time it feels different. The face in the mirror is like a puppet man hung by a string. The eyebrows, eyes, lips, and nose are full of restraint, and stiffness emerges from every pore, because the strength has been controlled. The corners of the big mouth even trembled slightly.

No, why can't even do this little thing well, try again.

Wu Yu took two deep breaths, tried to relax, then raised his eyebrows and raised his lips.

However, at that moment, more nervous and anxious emotions broke out from the five sense organs, and even the fear hidden in the bottom of the soul could no longer be restrained, and a hint of shrinking flashed from the depths of the pupils.

"No, why is it still not working?" He began to get really anxious, thinking: "I can't let people see it. If this continues, they will find out, and Bu Chonghua will find out too!"

Bu Chonghua is too smart, this person's intuition for all crimes is frighteningly keen!

——A long time ago, Wu Yu once thought that the scariest thing in this world was to come here and face the pair of bright demon mirrors. Later, he discovered that what was more terrifying than the demon mirrors was Bu Chonghua's increasingly hot gaze , but it was too late to discover this.

Meeting Bu Chonghua was like meeting a prince's Cinderella. The other party was so glamorous and promising, yet innocent and perfect without a trace of blemish. He was doomed to be beyond his reach from birth, yet he was willing to treat him so well.

He is like a Cinderella who has been indulging in the ball for too long, forgetting that all disguises have a time limit, and when the clock strikes midnight, he realizes that he has almost forgotten the way to run out of the palace.

Wu Yu suddenly sat up, got out of the bed, knelt on the floor, pulled out the safe under the bed, took out the money bags and spread them all over the floor, counted them carefully one by one, then stomped them neatly, reluctantly again After counting one by one, as expected, the number that I have been familiar with for a long time was obtained again.

Wu Yu frowned and sat back on the floor, feeling more and more depressed.

He doesn't know exactly how much money he needs, but this figure is quite stretched.If you want to resign from the public security system as soon as possible and get out of everyone's sight, you will definitely need another fee, which is even more insufficient. What should you do?

Wu Yu lit a cigarette, let out a breath, grabbed the phone and looked at it for a while, a certain indescribable heaviness and sadness finally slowly spread from the limbs, depriving the last trace of oxygen in the alveoli.

He swallowed, as if he wanted to swallow all his reluctance and helplessness, and then entered the string of mobile phone numbers one by one—Pang Ding, the owner of Iron Blood Bar.

beep --

"Hello?! Hello?!" The call was connected almost immediately, and the sound of a bar that had just opened on the opposite side: "Oh, my little brother Wu! You finally called me, I thought..."

Wu Yu interrupted him: "Help me arrange it."

"Hey? Really?" Boss Fat Ding was very surprised, and then he was overjoyed: "It's so refreshing, so good! I'll go home right away! Hey, it's our little brother Wu, I knew there was no one else but you Dare to accept this errand, hey, if you are in front of me, I can't wait to hug you and kiss you! Hey, listen to me..."

"20," Wu Yu said in a soft and cold voice, "don't miss a penny."

He hung up the phone.

The white mist of inferior cigarettes slowly spiraled up and disappeared in the extremely quiet air.

Life is not equal, there are three teachings and nine streams, it is predestined.How much money will it cost to forcibly make up for this difference and injustice the day after tomorrow?

How much does it cost to be completely and completely free?

Wu Yu lowered his eyes mockingly, put out his cigarette butt, and was about to clean up the banknotes all over the floor, but suddenly heard the door slamming, and there was a knock on the door: "Wu Yu! Open the door!"

Wu Yu was taken aback for a moment, it was Bu Chonghua!

"Open the door! Wu Yu!" There was a bang outside the door, "It's me!"

How did he find here!

Wu Yu packed up the purse like lightning, pushed the safe under the bed to hide it, got up and walked out of the bedroom quickly, and was about to reach out to open the door, but suddenly stopped hesitantly.

The thin door vibrated slightly with the sound of knocking: "Wu Yu, open the door, it's me!"

Wu Yu's chest heaved, and he stared at the door panel for a while, as if looking at an unreachable moat. He pushed back to the bedroom step by step, and sat slumped on the edge of the messy bed.

"Wu Yu, I know you're in there!" Bu Chonghua's voice was full of oppression: "The ash on your mailbox downstairs has been wiped off freshly, and the mailbox is empty. When you came in just now, you took the Take what's inside!"

——On the dining table outside the bedroom, a few colorful sheets of paper were scattered. They were flyers for the opening of the nearby supermarket and put them in the mailboxes of the nearby community.

"I'll see you and go," Bu Chonghua clenched his teeth, looking at the closed door: "Let me in!"

Let's go, Wu Yu thought to himself, burying his face deeply between his hands.

In this way, he seemed to be submerged in a dark and safe deep sea, isolated from the whole world, shielded from all the body temperature penetrating from the outside to the inside, and at the same time put an end to all possible prying eyes, doubts, guesses, temptations, and possible future disappointments. harm.

you go.

As soon as the banging on the door stopped, it suddenly fell into silence. Bu Chonghua's deep voice came, and he said word by word: "You are hiding inside, right?"

Wu Yu's body was curled up like a bow, and her slender fingers were thrust into her messy black hair, without saying a word.

Time seemed to be frozen, the second hand on the wall trembled, and all the small movements in the air were infinitely elongated-then, just a few clicks of the keyhole, and the door was pushed open!

Wu Yu's pupils shrank, and he looked up at the door.

I saw a familiar figure striding into the bedroom, the footsteps caused the howling wind, and then a powerful hand lifted his chin from the cheek, Bu Chonghua slightly bent down, looking down at his eyes.

"Why don't you open the door for me?"