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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the tree outside the window of the ward was sunny. When the wind blows, the light on the leaves flashes briskly, like a lake.

Zhen Yi leaned against the door, tilting her head and looking at the window, the two were fascinated.

The sunlight folded into the ward and sprinkled on them, sparkling like waves, like old times. Dim, but shining.

Yan Xu was sitting in a wheelchair, quiet and silent, with eyes like water, quietly and silently caged on An Yao; the latter half-kneeled beside the wheelchair and sorted his collar.

The two clearly have no verbal communication, but there is exquisite and tacit understanding in every move.

She sorted out his shirt for him, caressed his shoulders again, and arranged him carefully, before her eyes fell on his face, with a smile on her face.

Yan Xu didn't smile, but just looked at her like that, his eyes were quiet, not deep or shallow.

An Yao got up and slowly pushed his wheelchair out of the ward. The men in suits who had been guarding the door of the ward followed at a distance of four or five meters.

It turned out that there was such a love, silent, but subtle.

Zhen Yi looked at their back, thinking.

Thinking about it, I thought a little bit. In fact, he did the same to her. Not to say, but there.

Walking down the parking lot alone, thinking about calling Yange, the phone rang: "Zhen Yi, your man's phone will come to answer it."

She couldn't bear it, so she climbed up to the corner of her lips and picked it up. She couldn't hide her happiness in her voice: "What a coincidence, I just wanted to call you.

There was a slight pause there before softly calling her: "Zhen Yi."

"Eh!" She answered loudly.

There was a pause there.

"Where are you?" His voice was clear.

"Where are you?" Her voice was brisk.

"I am in HK."

"I'm in the deep city."

Again, in unison, he stopped talking.

"Eh? When did you go to HK and didn't call me?" She habitually pouted, "And Yan Xu was discharged from the hospital, don't you come and see."

She said, pressing the car key, the car called "didi", and it was extremely harsh in the underground parking lot.

"Where are you?" He seemed nervous, his voice was low, and his speech rate was faster than usual. "Zhen Yi, are you alone now?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" She pulled the door open and got into the car, inserting the key into the hole, about to twist.

"With Yan Xu, don't be alone."

Zhen Yi wondered: "But I am going to HK now. Tomorrow is the funeral of Officer Lin."

"Huairu escaped," his voice was cramped on the phone, "I'm worried she will go to you."

Zhen Yi had a cool back and looked around immediately. There was no figure in the quiet and empty underground, only countless empty and quiet cars.

The voice unconsciously subsided: "Don't she go to Huaisheng?"

"She also knows that the police will monitor Huaisheng for the first time.

"But, she should still be in HK. You can't get through Shenzhen City."

"" There was silence for a while, and the voice went flat. "Well, I think so." But, somehow, I was worried.

He doesn't understand his psychology.

Starting the car, she inadvertently felt warm again.

"Wait for me in HK, don't let me pass, you're back to the deep city again."

"okay."

The next day was Lin Han's funeral.

In the early autumn of HK city, it rained, and the sky was gray and low and heavy. Many citizens braved the rain to line up to see him off. The world is full of yellow and white chrysanthemums.

Zhen Yi wore a black dress and stood in the crowd, and her words supported her **** umbrella.

She looked at Lin Han's coffin in silence, her eyes crossed the crowd, but she vaguely saw a familiar person, her face pale as a ghost, hidden in many sad faces. Her eyes were like a knife, staring at her with hatred.

She was shocked, Huai Ru?

But when I looked at it again, the pale face seemed to flash and disappeared. As if it was just an illusion.

She wanted to catch it, but there were too many people. Huai Ru was no longer in sight, and it was at that moment that she got up.

The coffin was covered with bright redbud flags, and several superintendents carried the coffin, swinging their arms forward and walking past the crowd. Some people have red eyes, some tears, others cry weeping.

Zhen Yi withdrew her thoughts, her eyes condensed on the red banner, the emotions in her heart were tragic, generous, and the emotion was calm.

Now, I still remember Lin Han's voice. Perhaps, after many years, I will not forget it.

Through the tape, his voice was cloudy and fuzzy, hard and firm,

One, four, four, three,

Zhen, intention, move, hand.

Tears fell again.

On the way back, she was not interested, lying prone on the window of the car, staring at the condensed raindrops on the glass in a daze.

Words and looks at her emotions, always worried, but do not know how to comfort.

"Zhen Yi?"

"Ok?"

"Don't be sad." This was the only thing he could think of.

But even such simple words are very effective for her.

She turned around and got a little better, nodded: "Okay."

Speech: "..."

It seems that she has always been like this. Her self-healing ability is extremely strong, especially coaxing and cooperating.

Instead of knowing what to say, he thought hard and said, "Let's talk."

Zhen Yi: "..."

But she actually knew what he wanted to comfort, because she knew it, so she felt relieved at once.

She nestled in the seat back and relaxed lazily.

The carriage is quiet, outside is hazy rain and a blurry world.

This atmosphere is really suitable for chatting.

She was gently pulling the glass window with her fingers, her fingertips were cool, and her heart was calm, remembering the scene she saw in the hospital not long ago, remembering his nervous phone call, he was not very skilled at relief, and for some reason, she said:

"Speech, in fact you have always been kind to me."

This remark came abruptly.

The expression turned to look at her, her eyes deep, and she didn't blink for a moment.

"When I'm not happy, you actually want to make me happy." She tilted her head and wrote his name on the glass with thin fingers. "When I'm upset, you also want to work hard to make me uncomfortable."

She turned around and smiled: "Remember, did you carry me? I didn't know how to do it at first. Later, every time I was unhappy, you would carry me."

She remembered that once, for no reason, she suddenly wanted to make him carry her on the street, and he refused.

The words stood still, and she climbed on his back like a monkey, like climbing a tree. He stood upright, his spine was not bent, and there was no sound. His body was tossed and shaken from time to time, but he didn't bend down.

She finally climbed up on the ground with her hands and feet, pouting her buttocks, legs wrapped around his waist, but nowhere to cling, and slowly sliding down again. But when he almost slipped, he bent down after all, holding her legs in the palm of his hand and holding her up.

Thinking of the old things, she couldn't help but to kick him: "Eh, you have me back many times, do you remember."

In the light and darkness, the expression nodded gently.

remember.

of course I remember.

For example, the first time.

In middle school, he was sick several times. It doesn't matter if he doesn't go to school, but he never asks for leave or absenteeism. Not because he loves to study, but ...

Her classroom is on the fourth floor of Teaching Building No. 1, and his classroom is on the fifth floor of Teaching Building No. 2.

In addition to the early class and self-study, ten minutes after class, she will rush out of the classroom at the moment when the bell rings, fly downstairs, run across the small playground, rush upstairs, and go to his classroom.

At the moment when the bell rang during the class, the smoke returned to the same way as the mountains and rivers.

5 times a day, 2 times school, 2 times school, 5 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 9 months a year ...

He didn't know how disappointed and lonely she would be if she rushed to the door of his classroom in a hurry, but didn't see him.

And he didn't want her to be lost.

Thinking of her pitiful disappointment, he pulled others one by one and asked, "Where did the words go?" He would feel uncomfortable.

At that time, he had a cold, a sick body, and a very uncomfortable throat. But he had little talk, and even if his body was uncomfortable, the surface would not show up, so Zhen Yi didn't notice it.

At that time, they were together for less than a month. The two are not familiar with each other. She didn't quite understand his habit as a boyfriend.

During class, he didn't say a word. Zhen Yi thought he was in a bad mood, very anxious, and a little worried; she also spoke less, and stood quietly with him standing by the railing overlooking the sea.

Soon, the bell rang in class.

She didn't even say a few words. Zhen Yi felt so sorry that she fell in love with him reluctantly: "Don't think about me, I'll be here after class."

The voice was sore and he didn't speak, only nodded.

She beckoned with a big smile and turned and ran away quickly.

The bell of the class echoed melodiously over the school.

Speech back to the classroom and sit well.

The classroom is quiet soon, and the teacher is ready to give a lecture. At this time, a classmate came in from the outside and said casually: "Speech, I just seemed to see Zhen Yi falling off the stairs."

The boy who was polite and calm and sat down and did not make sounds in all movements ...

"Wow" swayed the table and chairs, someone rushed out. It seemed that for a moment, the teacher and classmates were too late to be surprised, and he disappeared into the corridor like a wind.

Yan Ge quickly went downstairs and soon saw Zhen Yi.

She stayed motionless and lay down on the stairs, which might be too painful, so she didn't move after so long. The students came and went in the stairwell and hurried to their respective classrooms. No one was in charge of her.

For the first time in his life, his heart seemed to be poked hard by something, dull, numb, breathless, and uncomfortable. Later, he knew that this dull and suffocating feeling was called distressed.

He hadn't had time to rush to her. She struggled to get up, blowing the wound on her hand, covering the painful spot, and limping downstairs.

"Zhen Yi." He called her name for the first time, which sounded strange.

His voice came out of nowhere, and she was startled: "Ah, what's wrong?"

When I saw him with a bad complexion, she remembered that she had promised that he would not skip classes, and waved her hands in shock: "I ran fast, and I went to class immediately."

"Stop!" He said a little bit hard.

Zhen Yi really stayed where he was, watching him nervously down the stairs, stepping towards her step by step.

His eyes were slightly dark, and he approached her.

Zhen Yi's face was white. Sure enough, with him, he repented and was very angry, but during this time she was cautious, not bad. She was sad and scared that he was about to break up, lowering her head and taking a small step back.

But he crouched down in front of her and lifted her skirt ...

She was stunned and covered her mouth.

There was no one in the corridor, and they all went to class.

Then, he looked into her skirt ...

What is he looking at?

Her face slowly turned red, trying to back away, "Don't move." He stopped. Her thin legs were all injured, especially her knees, which were bleeding.

Zhen Yi clenched her scalp and pestered, only to feel the cool wind under the skirt.

The world is very quiet, the teacher in the classroom next door is teaching: "The chlorine gas is mixed with hydrogen chloride gas, you can not use alkali lime to remove impurities ..."

Oops, what is he looking at?

She twisted her eyebrows tangled, knowing that she wouldn't wear the little underwear with SpongeBob today, ohhhh.

"Bring the skirt." He instructed, "Do not touch the wound."

"Oh." She nodded as she did.

Yange took her to the infirmary, and the hygienist applied her purple potion. She yelled in pain and still remembered his words firmly, clutching her skirt and letting go of her tears, and smearing tears while laughing: "Wow, purple is so beautiful!"

He missed the last class and sent her home.

Seeing her walking slowly and painfully, he squatted coldly; she didn't believe it, and didn't move; he pointed to his back: "Come up."

She was flattered and rushed to his back immediately.

She was still very small that year, but he was already very tall. She lay on his back like a big brother carrying a little sister.

Along the way, she whispered softly and softly; he remained silent, and his expression was cool and quiet.

When she came downstairs to her house, she couldn't bear it and wanted to come down. But he didn't say anything and didn't let go. In fact, he was ill and walked two kilometers with her on his back, and his physical strength was near the limit.

But in the last five floors, he still walked slowly and steadily. She didn't even notice that his legs were shaking and his hands were cramping.

At the door, she was happy all the way, but she suddenly became nervous:

"Speech, you suddenly treat me so well, do you want to break up with me?" She frowned deeply, sadly, "Don't. I don't want to break up with you yet!"

"..." Is there any relationship between the two? Not logical at all.

"I know." He said, "No."

Zhen Yi smiled happily, turned around to enter the door, and turned back to call him:

"Speech?"

"Ok?"

"No boy has ever dared to lift my skirt!"

"..."

The first and only boy who lifted Zhen Yi's skirt remembered the long and delicate legs under the skirt, and the white soft underwear and cute and playful SpongeBob in Yu Guang. Afterwards, he blushed to the ear.

"You said, did you see my underwear?" She looked up and stepped forward, holding her head up and asked him arrogantly, "Did you see my SpongeBob?"

The words were dull and silent, and his face grew hotter, but Yu Guang glanced at it

However, he has no face to say that this is not counted, too gentleman.

However, he actually did such a thing as lifting girls 'skirts to see girls' underwear? act?

His pride did not allow him to refuse to admit it, and his self-esteem made him embarrassed to look directly at her, with his head closed, his ears red, and his neck choked.

She tipped her feet, poked his shoulders with her fingers, and shouted arrogantly: "Then you are responsible for me!"

He didn't say anything, didn't look at her, and clicked again, his voice was no longer clear: "Okay."

Be responsible to her.

This promise has always been remembered.

Recalling that, at this moment, she was still sitting by the car window and painting the glass. The closer to the deep city, the less rain.

"Running back and forth between Shencheng and HK these days has been more frequent than in the past 8 years, and the staff who have passed the border will soon know me." She whispered to herself and looked back at him again, "I have forgotten something Tell you."

"Did you know? Since the trial, many people on the Internet have paid attention to you and are still discussing you. They are guessing where you came from. I heard that I searched all the famous giants, but I couldn't find them. . "

Words didn't respond to this kind of thing.

She added: "So if you go to a classmate's party, there must be a lot of people asking you. Will you not like it?"

They rushed back to the deep city this time to go to the middle school party. This is a surprise to Zhen Yi. After all, Yan Ge is never keen on the party and has no contact with the classmates.

The cause of the incident was that Teacher Qin, the class teacher of Yange Middle School, had cancer some time ago, and did not want to overcome the disease and restore his health.

I do n’t know who took the opportunity to call on the students taught by Mr. Qin to gather together. Once they met the middle school teacher, and the second classmates got to know each other with their brothers and sisters.

She didn't know how she agreed to attend such a party, and she didn't know how he would take her.

She doesn't even meet the elite alumni. It's just too subtle when everyone is not familiar with you, but they all know what you did when you were in high school.

Sure enough, when Zhen Yi and Yan Ge appeared in the restaurant at the same time, the box where the chatting banquet was originally had a moment of silence, Yan Ge was a legend of the school, and Zhen Yi was another legend.

When the two appeared at the same time, the big gamble of that century was ignited in everyone's heart again: Can Zhen Yi catch up with the words? Can they last?

Some people even immediately posted a status in the circle of friends: Everyday, Yan Ge and Zhen Yi appeared at the alumni party together, just now!

Yang Zi was also there, warmly greeting Zhen Yi to sit down.

Everyone was curious, but none of them searched. Several female classmates saw their words and looked at each other, but they all knew his light personality, and no one hurriedly approached.

In the crowd, he is still the same, not warm, nor cold, lightly alienated, and will never exude cold temperament, but he also knows that it is not easy to get close.

It is clearly a figure of the world, but everyone knows very little about the current status of speech; in the early years, he did not know the origin of his family background, and now he does not know his professional life.

However, I have heard of Zhen Yi, who has become a prostitute in HK, and has had ups and downs in his career. Eventually, he became a "barrister".

Classmate A: "Everyone said that they have entered the society, and their academic performance does not mean everything. Sure enough. Look, Zhen Yi is much more beautiful than us."

"Huh, are you exaggerating or derogatory?"

Zhen Yixiao: "It's a fact that the high school grades are not good, I still admire you!"

Teacher Qin said: "Zhen Yi has a good personality and can withstand stress. The most important thing is that she is bold and enthusiastic. Only these two points can do anything."

Some people laugh: "Will chase people succeed?"

Zhen Yi pretended not to hear and took a glass of water. But what about cups?

Turning his head, Yan Yan took her glass to drink.

Zhen Yi embarrassed: "Uh, that's my cup."

He put down and said lightly: "I know."

"..."

The three words called Zhen Yixin "dong".

"Speech?"

"Ok?"

"You didn't drink the bar?"

Yan Ge turned her head to look at her, her face was pale and her tone was light: "Do I look drunk?"

"..."

His voice was slightly lower, fearing that she could not hear clearly, and he leaned towards her inadvertently; too close, Zhen Yi vaguely smelled the faint scent of man on her body, she looked away in a trance, and whispered: "No image."

Yang Zi, next to him, was chatting with his classmates, but he looked here from time to time.

On the other side, Classmate B asked embarrassedly: "Zhen Yi, being a lawyer makes a lot of money. I am now a teacher and die of poverty."

Zhen Yi said: "But I think it's cool to be a teacher, there are so many holidays."

Yi Kaixin said: "You think it's cool, but it's not that good."

Teacher Qin laughed: "Each line has its own scenery and helplessness. Find out what suits you best!"

"Yeah." Yang Zi said, "Being a lawyer also has many moral hazards. Taking the wrong step is a crime. If you are unlucky, you will not be a lawyer!"

Most people did not pay attention to this sentence, but a few girls exchanged their eyes and thought that Zhen Yi had been sentenced to a three-month social service order for breaking the law.

Now think about it, the lawyer's license has also been taken back, and it has become a barrister. Is there a back door?

Yang Zi soon realized that it was wrong and said, "Sorry, I said the wrong thing."

Originally, no one paid attention. This sorry was obvious.

Zhen Yi responded quickly and said happily: "So everyone should take me as a guide and don't do bad things. Otherwise, even a momentary error in thinking will turn everything you did before into a bubble. Fortunately , I fell down and got up again. "

She is so relaxed, everyone is not embarrassed.

At this time, someone exclaimed: "Brother Prosecutor!"

The door opened and Yin Duo also came.

He is a standard sunshine-type senior. As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere on the spot was active.

Boys and girls greeted him.

During the greetings, Zhen Yi focused on picking the corn with chopsticks, and he had a lot of fun. Occasionally, he glanced sideways at the words, and at most he just drank a little water, looking a little absentminded.

He usually doesn't eat outside food.

"Speech?"

"Ok?"

"Do you really not eat? You will be hungry later."

"Alright."

The feeling of "hungry" can be "quiet and naturally not hungry".

Yin Duo came over, took a chair and sat down next to Zhen Yi, his tone ridiculed: "Sister Xiaomei too?"

The name "little teacher" itself brought too much intimacy and love, and Yin Duo's voice softened inadvertently.

Zhen Yi insisted on plucking the corn kernels with chopsticks, tone as easily as possible: "Well, I came to rub rice, hehe."

"It's too much trouble to hold the chopsticks," Yin Duo said, scooping two spoons of corn kernels in her bowl.

"..." Uh, brother, I just think that each one is fun ...

The girls looked all over here. Did Zhen Yi step on two school grasses?

How does a man's vision look different from a woman's?

Zhen Yi sat in the middle of Yin Duo and Yan Ge, sitting in everyone's eyes, not very comfortable, glancing at Yan Ge, he didn't change his expression, not showing the mountains and the water.

She was also frustrated.

Someone spoke to Yin Duo next to him, asked some legal questions, and asked him to ask for a business card, saying that if there was a problem in the future, he would ask for help.

"I didn't bring it today." Yin Duo was sorry, and thought of it suddenly, "Oh, there should be another in the wallet."

Just pulled out his wallet, but the waiter added water and accidentally hit him.

The wallet fell to the ground.

The female student who asked for a business card quickly leaned over to help pick up, picked up the cards scattered on the ground, but stunned: "Why does this person look like Zhen Yi in the photo?"

In a flash, the four seats were silent, and the eyes of the four sides focused at the same time.

Yin Duo ’s wallet contains pictures of Zhen Yi? !

Zhen Yi was stunned. Although she once felt that Yin Duo was interesting to her, she thought she was self-confident.

In the quietness of the room, the glass in Yange's hand was steadily put back on the table, and he knocked lightly.

Calm and quiet.

But only Zhen Yi noticed something was wrong. Not to mention the cup, he would not make a sound when he put the chopsticks.

Zhen Yi responded very quickly: "Oh, I signed up for the training class before and asked the senior to help me with the ID photo."

But the female student's mouth was too straight: "It's not a photo of ID, you are sleeping in the photo!"

... what is more and more dark? ...

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