do not speak

"Don't compare me with you, you are a fucking piece of trash, I'm at most a rag collector." Sun Kaichen patted his hand off, and was about to go back to the house when someone grabbed his arm again.

Zheng Yuan sat on the sofa, raised his face and looked at him, with the joy of a successful prank: "Okay, I said it too harshly, please forgive me?"

"roll."

Since he met Zheng Yuan recently, this person has been keen to humiliate him in various languages ​​and ways, and every time he jumps his feet in anger, he will show his favor like now.Sun Kaichen was tired of this way of getting along, but Zheng Yuan never got tired of it.

Zheng Yuan's hand holding Sun Kaichen's arm exerted a little more force, and his nails were almost embedded in his flesh: "Isn't it good?"

Sun Kaichen hissed in pain: "What a fart."

Zheng Yuan was half a head taller than Sun Kaichen, and when he stood up, he formed a natural sense of oppression. Standing in front of Sun Kaichen, he was like a black wall.

Then the wall stretched out a hand, clamped Sun Kaichen's chin, and then sealed his mouth.

It hurts.

The mandible seemed to be crushed, the taste of blood was already in his mouth, Sun Kaichen tried to push him away, but was suppressed again.

"Zheng Yuan, do you like me?"

"do not like."

"Then don't you feel disgusted by this?"

Zheng Yuan paused and laughed.At first, he just let out a few hecks of depression, but then, as if thinking of something interesting, he laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, and lay on Sun Kaichen's shoulder.

Sun Kaichen felt the weight on his shoulders and suddenly felt very tired.

Zheng Yuan said: "I'm already sick enough, so I don't care about anything." Then he hugged Sun Kaichen tightly, like a drowning person hugging a piece of driftwood, "But it's still too lonely to be alone. I have to find someone to rot in the mud with me."

Sun Kaichen looked at the gift box he put on the door when he entered, and smiled wryly.

It was a birthday present Zhao Zheng bought for him.He even forgot when he mentioned his birthday to Zhao Zheng, and he never expected that he would actually spend several days choosing a gift for him—he thought no one would remember.

Every time he feels that he is stuck in a quagmire, someone will always come to tell him, look, this world is still very beautiful.

I originally planned to die this winter, but I recently got a kimono, which is suitable for summer, so I decided to die in summer.

Sun Kaichen closed the door of his room and let out a long sigh of relief.

He doesn't want to rot in the mud.

"Does this dress look good?" Mother Wei stood in front of the mirror, looking at Qin Yan in the mirror, without turning her head.

Wei Huaiming thought he was asking him, and after answering the sentence "It looks good", seeing that his mother hadn't answered, he led Qin Yan towards him: "Mom, this is Qin Yan, my boyfriend."

Mother Wei lowered her head and straightened her clothes.The dress was beautifully designed. The pure black skirt was embroidered with dots of dark flowers with gold thread, making her already fair skin even whiter, and it shone under the light.

Qin Yan greeted her politely, and seeing the woman's delicate makeup and scrutinizing gaze, she suddenly felt a strong sense of inferiority.

He used to feel inferior every time he faced Wei Huaiming. Although he has restrained himself a bit now, this feeling still exists.Wei Huaiming was enshrined on the altar by him, but all individuals have low self-esteem in front of the gods. People use the word "pious" to cover up this low self-esteem and blind obedience. He is also pious enough.

But in the face of this woman, this inferiority complex comes from fear.The person in front of him could sentence him to death with a few words. She was noble and rational, and she was calculating his surplus value with a merchant's mind.

Qin Yan felt her gaze, smiled naturally, stepped forward to introduce himself: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Qin Yan." After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Wei Huaiming with gentle eyes, "It's your son's boyfriend .”

"I haven't contacted me for such a long time. I begged to meet you this time. Do you still remember that you have a mother?" The woman shook Qin Yan's hand politely and walked straight to Wei Huaiming without talking to him. "If you're really tough, don't spend my money."

Every time we met his mother, it was as if he had taken gunpowder. Wei Huaiming was not surprised when he saw it, and hugged her arm coquettishly: "Oh, how can I forget you, old man, isn't it busy recently? Look at your son They're all tired."

The woman made him turn around and snorted: "Pull it down, I think you are getting fat again." After she finished speaking, she turned and greeted Qin Yan, "That kid over there, don't just stand there stupidly, come over and show your mother look."

Qin Yan was still thinking about what to do if his mother-in-law gave him power when they met for the first time, but now he was frightened silly by her self-proclaimed name.

Seeing that he was not moving, the woman could only turn around and drag him back, and clapped her hands with satisfaction after putting the two together: "It's a good match."

Qin Yan's brain was dead, and for the first time in his life, he had doubts about his knowledge of psychology and micro-expressions.

"My mother likes you very much." Standing beside Qin Yan, Wei Huaiming tilted his head and whispered to him, "Just now she was flirting with me, it has nothing to do with you, don't be afraid."

Qin Yan smiled wryly, how could he not be afraid, he was almost scared to death.

"Mother-in-law" herself didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her reaction, and she helped Sister Lin measure Qin Yan's size. Wei Huaiming stood aside and watched, and suddenly remembered something: "Why didn't my dad come? Isn't it always the same before?" Did he accompany you to buy clothes?"

"He's busy." The woman felt annoyed after she finished speaking, and rolled her eyes, "I'm retired and still go to the police station every day, giving advice to this and then to that, it's too old to arrest people, people Still old and confused, won't it just add to the chaos if you go there?"

Wei Huaiming thought of his father coming and going in the police station with that unsmiling air, and smiled: "Other people's old age fun is planting flowers and walking birds, and my father is obstructing official duties."

The woman put away the tape measure, straightened Qin Yan's clothes, glanced at Wei Huaiming, and sneered: "Don't laugh at your father, when you get old, you might be worse than him. You take the police station every day, and you don't know for a few months. Come back once."

"It's okay if you don't go home." Wei Huaiming proudly took Qin Yan's shoulders, "My partner and I are in an office romance, so we won't delay."

The woman laughed angrily at her, and twisted his ear: "Virtue."

Mother Wei originally wanted to have a chat with Qin Yan, but she answered the phone temporarily, so she had to pack up her things and leave in a hurry.

Before leaving, Wei Huaiming took advantage of Wei Huaiming to go to the bathroom, called Qin Yan aside, and stuffed something into his hand: "I thought I would send you off tomorrow, but I thought it would be a bad idea to give this to you tomorrow, and it happened to happen today. Come on, take it."

Before Qin Yan had time to be polite, Wei's mother saw Wei Huaiming coming out of the toilet, and hurriedly pushed Qin Yan's hand: "I'll show that kid after I leave, I'm afraid he will be so moved that he will kneel down on the spot. "

Although the traces of time left on the woman's face can be clearly seen, it is undeniable that she is still beautiful when she smiles.The fine lines at the corners of the eyes have become embellishments, and even the shallow nasolabial folds have become an indispensable touch, bringing out the charm of a mature woman.

Wei Huaiming wiped his hands, saw Qin Yan standing blankly in the corner, leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yan stretched out his right hand, and a small box lay quietly in his palm.

The velvet box looks a bit old, with slight bumps on the corners, but it's not dirty.

Wei Huaiming took the box from his hand, opened it, and was stunned.

Inside the box lay a pair of rings and a note.

"I originally wanted to give you the pair of rings that my father and I got when we got married, but I have a female style, so I can only give you the box. I asked Zhao Zheng to measure the size of the ring secretly, and it must be suitable."

"I'm very happy."

The inscription is "Your most beautiful and lovely mother", and a small figure holding flowers is drawn on the back.

Wei Huaiming handed the note to Qin Yan, who also smiled after reading it.

He thought, Wei Huaiming was really lucky.Born in a wealthy family with such good parents, he has hardly been exposed to any darkness since he was a child. Even if he later chose the profession of criminal police, he was not polluted by the surrounding things at all.

I may have accumulated more than ten years of luck before I finally met him.

Thinking about it this way, my luck is not too bad.

The style of the ring is very simple. There are two ordinary rings with a good texture to the touch. There are words engraved inside the rings, one is "W" and the other is "Q".

Qin Yan took the one engraved with "W" in his hand, and was just about to put it on for Wei Huaiming when he felt the other's hand retract.

"I'm wearing the other one." Wei Huaiming took out another ring from the box and put it on, and then put this on the ring finger of Qin Yan's left hand, "Honey, the ring is for the other party to wear on his hand."

"Didn't you say that the ten fingers connect the heart? Now you are in the heart, the hand, and the hand, which is equivalent to double insurance." Wei Huaiming inserted his fingers into Qin Yan's, interlocking the fingers, and the two rings gleamed, "It's locked. "

Qin Yan lowered his head and kissed his hand, smiled: "Don't even think about running away."

"I didn't even want to run away."

No, when I said "don't try to run", I actually said it to myself.

When the gods give goodwill to his worshipers, people will not be satisfied, and once the gods give believers the power to blaspheme——

I'm terrified, restless, but, I'm addicted.

"Did the two of you forget that there is another person here?" Sister Lin looked at the two of them for a long time, interrupted their conversation coldly, and took out a picture, "Is the clothes done?"

A man sits on a high floor of an office building, looking at the city below him.

Behind is a group of respectful people.

"Sir, the 'Golden Triangle' has lost track again."

The man nodded: "Normal. Where is Chenchen?"

"Zheng Yuan is watching."

The man sighed, and put his hands on the glass: "If you fall from here, you will be smashed to pieces."

The people behind him didn't know what he wanted to say and dared not speak up.

"If a person falls from the clouds, his soul should be scattered, right?"