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Yange drove the car to a quiet side road and called Yan Xu.

Finished the call.

He dropped the glass, extinguished the fire, and leaned back in his seat.

The night was quiet, the woods were lush, the wind blew, and the air was clear like springs.

Today is a full moon, occasionally with thick clouds, cloudy and uncertain. But in general, the moonlight is very good, like a layer of mercury.

He didn't appreciate it very much, unlike someone, he would yell in excitement when he saw the moonlight, and jump and jump.

Strangely, it was n’t the case that I thought about the most, but her swollen eyes and the way of yawning. In a trance, a grain of light drifted past the windshield, subtle, flashing, flashing again.

Flying slowly, gradually hiding in the woods.

Well, I haven't seen fireflies in many years.

I remember the second year of high school, their class went to Nanchong autumn tour. Zhen Yi's dog skin plaster sticks together, where she follows him. At night, he didn't want to attend any campfire party, and went back to the room first.

He was sitting under the lamp reading a book, and he heard that there was a mess at the wooden door. Something was pulling the wooden door at once.

Hedgehog?

He put down the book and pushed the door to read it.

Behind the door, she squatted on the ground and pouted her ass, as if looking for something, he pushed the door.

"Damn!"

She knocked her head and sat down on the ground with her head covering her head. Mars-like things splashed on her lap. "Oh ~" She bounced up in an instant, her legs flicked and her hands shook. "

"..." He held the door and silently watched her countless movements within a second, wondering what she was doing.

"Yeah, words, you come out." She smiled, but she was a servant.

The small face was full of sweat, like who splashed her face with water, and the black forehead on the nose was like soot. There is also a very small pebble near the corner of the eye.

Dirty.

"Not coming out. I'm sleepwalking." He replied again.

She giggled, raised her arms to wipe the sweat, and there was a black line on her face again.

He saw the lighter in her hand and asked Mumu: "Do you want to burn the house?" After half a second, "Can I get my things out first?"

"Why am I willing to burn you?" She shouted with dissatisfaction, and showed him what was in her hand. "I'm afraid that mosquitoes will bite you and want to give you incense."

Her sweaty hands were white, like a lotus root, with several red dots on it.

He stopped talking.

"But the mosquito-repellent incense is so difficult. I blew it for a long time, and the dust on the ground was all over my face. It burned easily. When you pushed it, my hand shook ..." she said, aggrieved, complaining about him, " It went out again. "

She bowed her head in frustration. It was still hot in the summer night, and sweat beads slowly flowed around her neck.

His expression was still his own business, but in his heart, he stumbled inexplicably, a strange feeling, unable to portray, and unclear, it seemed a bit painful, but it seemed not.

When the wind blows, it's gone.

How could there be mosquitoes in his room?

But for the first time in his life, he lied, took mosquito coils and lighters from her wet, sweating palms, and said casually, "Thank you. I just need it."

"Really?" She looked up sharply, her eyes bright, and the spirit came instantly. "I knew that mosquitoes would make you unable to sleep." He jumped and said, avoiding the mosquitoes around her legs.

He glanced at her: "There are a lot of mosquitoes and they are still so short."

"Cool!"

He held the flame in his hand for a long time, and finally ignited it. The smoke made his eyes hurt. This might explain her tearful eyes when she first saw her.

He was satisfied with the mosquito coil, she was satisfied, and quickly grabbed a large handful of longan from his bulging pocket to give him a treasure like: "There are a lot of wild longan trees over there, I climbed up to pick them up, for you to eat . "

He didn't say anything, those were not wild, they were in the orchard.

Seeing that he didn't respond, she quickly said, "I have tried it, and the juice is very sweet. Is it hot, eat some fruit."

He stretched out a hand, and she carefully put a handful in his palm, afraid that it would fall off, and set it up one by one, forming a pyramid. Her expression was very satisfying, and gradually, she became more reluctant: "I'm leaving."

"Well." He nodded, and the longan Guoguo in his palm still brought her body temperature.

Crickets are screaming in the bushes nearby, and frogs are making noises. What a joyous summer night.

She didn't back away, she was very reluctant. She rubbed one foot on the ground, moved it, moved it back, and whispered again to discuss: "Words, let's go see the fireflies, OK?"

"They said there were fireflies in the bay, but it was dark and the grass was taller than people. I dare not go." She said, grabbing her arms non-stop, where a string of red envelopes was bitten by mosquitoes .

"Is there something you dare not do?" He said.

"Of course. I look so beautiful and sexy. What should I do if I meet a pervert?"

"..."

He turned into the house.

She was naughty and left with her head downcast.

Did not take a few steps, heard his footsteps.

Looking back, he had mosquito repellent in his hands and said, "Extend your hand."

She couldn't react in a while. He didn't wait any longer, walked to her side and squatted down, spraying down her arm all the way.

A moment of itchy and unbearable skin is instantly cool and refreshing.

After spraying the arms, spraying on her legs, before and after, even the feet wearing flip-flops did not let go, her heart could not help trembling, excited and comfortable, I wished to yell.

He stood up, thought about it, and turned around again, spraying all the clothes on her neck.

Zhen Yi was motionless, feeling that he was expressionless, like a clean robot.

She stared at him with a staring gaze, a little dull, and a little rejoicing, feeling that she was soaked in a layer of light and cool fragrance mist from head to toe.

He treated her so well. She burst into pink bubbles in her heart, dizzy, but still thinking about fireflies, and asked persistently, "Speech, are we going to watch fireflies?"

They went.

The seaside is indeed like she said, the grass is overwhelming and taller than people.

The sea breeze is very strong, blowing grass blades, brushing the sound of the waves against the shore, dancing and swinging with the moonlight.

In the dense grass, flashes, flashes, countless fireflies flew out, like the stars in the night sky. It's so beautiful that it can't breathe.

She stood beside him, her small hands suddenly digging into his palm, and her fingers interlocked slowly.

At that moment, it seemed that the wind had stopped, the moonlight was gentle, and the glow of fireflies was like a slowly flowing clear stream.

She stood on tiptoe and tilted her head, leaning on his shoulder: "Words, shall we be together?"

He remembered that day they had known each other for three years.

Not many days, many days.

In the summer night, there was a moment when the waves stopped and the insects in the grass stopped crying.

He said, "Okay."

The headlights have been dazzling recently, allowing Yan Ge to draw thoughts from his memories.

A familiar car stopped by the roadside, and Yan Xu got out of the back seat and got into his car.

Yan Ge looked at him sideways, with no expression on his face, as usual. But he could feel it, his heart was very painful and anxious.

As soon as he approached, his heart became dull.

"The suspect is for An Yao. I want to know what special place she attracts the suspect, especially what ordinary people don't know, maybe it's privacy."

Yan shushed her eyelashes.

Yan Yan saw through: "That's it."

"I don't think it has anything to do with this matter." Yan Xu said.

"You tell me first, I judge it does not matter."

"You talk about what you speculated first, and then I am right." Yan Xu insisted.

He will protect An Yao's secrets. The less people know about the things that hurt her, the less harm she will do to her.

"Brother." Yan Xu called him.

"Huh?" Yan Ge was slightly stunned. They were only 20 minutes apart. He always called him "Yang Ge" directly. This tone is ...

"Please one thing for you."

"You said."

"Don't analyze me."

Yan Ge turned his head to look at him, silent for a few seconds, after all, he gave in to him: "Well. I guess, has she had any other relationship, or ... pregnant?"

"Everyone in the family has investigated her thoroughly. Will they agree to marry if they have?" Yan Xu asked.

"For example, Zhen Yi, she was only close to you many years ago, and she had figured out how her ex-wife's boyfriend's ex-wife died."

The speech was silent for a while, and said: "I also think that this is unlikely. The suspect's performance is indeed delusional, and wants to take this child to find An Yao. Recently, there are no unrequited love or followers. ?"

Yan Xu shook his head: "There are special people in her family who are guarding her. If there are people with such suspicious behavior, they will have reported."

Driving to the communication station at the foot of the mountain, Yange said: "Since it hasn't attracted everyone's attention, it should be An Yao's patient. If you recall carefully, has An Yao mentioned anything special in the past month or two People, what special words have you said. "

Along the way, the two brothers had no other words.

Back at the station, Yange stopped the car, and suddenly heard Yan Xu said: "I should let the person watching her enter the hospital to guard."

"Yan Xu, this is not your fault."

"Yes." He insisted, like a child who couldn't make sense.

"I don't know if this is comforting, but, judging from the current suspect's behavior, she will not be in danger."

The words were silent, and after a long pause, they said: "Speech."

"what?"

"If Zhen Yi was kidnapped today, you will find that this sentence is useless."

His speech was stagnant and he could not breathe for a moment, and he worried about Zhen Yi for no reason.

Subconsciously glancing at the watch, Zhen Yi left for 50 minutes. With the police, nothing will happen.

Just thinking, the phone is dropping, it is the text message of the person he misses. This kind of heartfelt feeling is too subtle.

"Speech ~ They are actually telling ghost stories TT, Ang, so scared, 嘤 嘤 嘤 ~ When I come back you have to hug me ~ 嗷 呜呜 ~"

Typical Zhenyi-style text messages, a bunch of coquettish tone words, he can imagine the tone and expression of her when she reads the words, and her small body that can't stand upright.

He calmed down and hit a "good", just ready to send, after thinking about it, decided to call another "attention to safety", too late ...

Words around him spoke again: "There is only one sentence."

"what?"

"Someday, An Yao said that she met a man, reminding her of when she first met me." Yan Xu finished her speech and lowered her head again. "Perhaps, she wants to express that man doesn't talk."

The expression narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment: "No."

In a flash, he understood.

Yange immediately got out of the car and walked to the commander-in-chief of Captain Chen. Without knocking on the glass, he directly pulled the car door, Shen Su said:

"Team Chen, immediately notify the people in the mountain to withdraw. Lin Bai is not a kidnapper. The real kidnapper may be extremely brutal. He has no target, but everyone is his target. If he is really in the mountain, if the people who enter the mountain are just Treat him as a kidnapper and take it lightly, the consequences will be very serious. "

Team Chen listened to his words and frowned: “But Team A has caught Lin Bai and is on the way to bring him over. The team found him and two minors in the suspect ’s villa, although no other hostages have been found yet , But he may still have taken away Dr. An and his baby ... "

"It's not him." The words interrupted him calmly. "He may be a criminal himself, but this time the criminal is not him. Please remind the team members to pay attention to the suspicious person immediately."

He also said that the lights were flashing, a vehicle was coming, and the people from Team A returned.

Several police officers twisted Lin Bai and got out of the car. The latter snarled: "I gave the money to you. I don't see any doctors or nurses. Don't try to injustice me."

Ji Yang was beside him and said something to him.

Lin Bai's eyes widened and he laughed angrily: "Fart, I don't like Xu Qian anymore, I haven't touched her with one finger. Whose wild malformation is she carrying on my head?"

The policeman twisted him away.

Ji Yang came over and said to Team Chen: "I will go back to try him now."

"Sergeant Chen." The voice was very low, one word at a time, but it was very clear at night. "The real suspect is a guy who wants to dig out his heart alive when he sees someone. Such important information, you are not prepared. Remind your subordinates who are in the forest at the moment? "

Ji Yang and Chen team spoke at the same time: "What do you say!"

"The suspect came to An Yao not because she loved her, but because she was a cardiac surgeon. The suspect has delusions, he feels that he will die if there is a problem with his heart, he wants to live, and wants to give out the heart of a healthy person to him. He took the newborn baby because he thought that the child ’s heart was the purest. But to save the child, An Yao must say that the baby ’s heart is too small to meet the adult ’s physical needs. I ’m not sure if he is in this mountain, But if he hears this kind of news when he is desperate, do you think he will not attack your players? "

Yan Xu said that An Yao had mentioned a man, who reminded her of the time when she met Yan Yan. because……

The man kept checking with An Yao and felt his heart was in trouble. He always observes An Yao's dynamics and finally ties up his heart (baby) and doctor.

Ji Yang instantly understood, but Team Chen ...

It ’s completely incomprehensible: “Dr. Yan, I have n’t seen the kind of person you said in my case for more than 20 years. This reason is really unbelievable. You have no evidence at all. If these terrible words are spread, they will be given to the public What kind of panic and riots ... "

The voice of the liaison desk in the car started to be noisy. A policewoman's voice was urgent and tense: "Team E asked for support, a policeman and a reporter disappeared, and a broken unknown biological tissue was found. Team E requested ... "

Yan's hand holding the door suddenly let go.

He knew the voice, the policewoman with Zhen Yi. His mind turned so fast that four people would travel without leaving two women, so the missing reporter was ...

Zhen Yi.

He loosened the door, slowly straightened up, put his hand in his pocket and put it away.

For a moment, he tried to restrain his thoughts and carefully figured out the tone and expression of Zhen Yi when sending the text message

"Speech ~ They are actually telling ghost stories TT, Ang, so scared, 嘤 嘤 嘤 ~ When I come back you have to hug me ~ 嗷 呜呜 ~"

She was writhing in the text message.

And now, someone will dig her heart out

People around were busy, contacting specific locations and deploying.

He didn't move, and calmly stabilized his heartbeat so that it wouldn't collapse, but ...

He stood in the splendid headlights, flashing police cars, and the crowds, like standing in a snow-covered wilderness.

When Zhen Yi woke up, she had a headache.

One second before she fainted, her head was hit hard by something, and it felt like it was going through shocks.

Indistinctly, she heard a man's soft voice: "Wake up, wake up quickly."

She covered her sore head, opened her eyes, and found herself lying on a long table with a candlestick.

She was at this end of the long table, a handsome man on the other end, across the candlelight, holding a knife and fork in her hand, smiling, and relieved:

"You finally woke up, I'm so worried, I'm afraid you will die. If you die, it's useless."

Zhen Yi thought of getting up, but dizzy in her head. She held her forehead to look around. The room was very weird, with only candles and fire, but no electric lights, and no windows.

She was uneasy: "What about Lin Han?"

"Do you mean the man who looks good?" The man He Shun, "Don't worry, he will be fine."

This man's appearance can be called good face, but his eyes are strange, across several candlesticks, but warmer than candlelight, staring straight at her.

There was a moment of prayer in her heart that he saved them? However, this possibility is minimal, and she inexplicably recalled the delusion that she said.

This guess at the back made her creepy. Look around again. This is a large living room, all decorated in European style, because there is no electric light, only candlelight, so everything looks dark and gloomy.

If you look closely, there are actually a few windows on the wall, but the windows are black and opaque, and they are not transparent at all, but today is clearly a full moon!

Are the windows closed? is fake?

What the **** is this place!

"I want to meet my friend, is that okay?" Her voice shook a little.

"Well, wait for me to finish my last supper first." The knife and fork in his hand cut the contents of the plate, a small piece of scarlet, dipped in mustard, and slowly chewed into the mouth and swallowed.

He seemed to be greatly satisfied, covering his left chest and sighing for a long time: "It's much more comfortable. When I'm better, I don't have to eat what these barbarians would eat."

What is he eating?

"You have something to eat too." He got up, walked to her with a plate, and put it down.

Zhen Yi was shocked with pale face, what kind of internal organs, **** forest, raw!

She was sick and shook her head desperately.

A moment ago, the gentle and polite man's eyes changed, and he stared at her strangely: "If you eat, don't eat, how can your heart be good?"

Zhen Yi leaned against the back of her chair and her hands were sweating coldly. At this time, from some place, the cry of the baby came!

baby? !

Very far away, not in this living room.

The man frowned: "Well, Xiao Douding is hungry and has something to eat."

With that said, he walked back to his place, picked up a glass filled with blood-red liquid, and went out.

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