My Little Happiness

Drunk driving is not a big thing, but in case of a big trouble, doctor Wen Shaoqing ... I'm afraid it won't work? What about Zhong Zhen's degree? What if he is detained?

Cong Rong struggled for a while, and finally convinced himself with Zhong Zhen and Jean Yirang, shut down the computer and went to the traffic police team to catch Wen Shaoqing.

When Cong Rong arrived at the traffic police team, he saw that Wen Shaoqing was sitting in the middle of a group of drunkards. His side was white and clean under the lights, and his expression was clear.

Wen Shaoqing inadvertently turned his head to see Cong Rong and walked over.

Cong Rong glanced at him blankly and turned to ask the fat traffic policeman beside him: "Is this the person?"

The traffic police nodded, "Yes."

Cong Rong looked like going out, "Oh, I don't know this person."

The traffic policeman froze for a while, "It's such a cold day, it's so late again, are you running to confirm that you don't know this person?"

In a word, Cong Rong was speechless, thinking of coming anyway, he should do good.

She glanced at Wen Shaoqing and coughed slightly, overturning the previous statement, "I know him, what's wrong with him?"

The traffic police did n’t know that Cong Rong had entered the offensive state, and answered without much thought: “my country ’s“ Road Traffic Safety Law ”stipulates that drinking and driving motor vehicles is prohibited, this gentleman ...”

The traffic policeman was interrupted by Cong Rong before he had finished speaking: "It means that you can't drive after drinking?"

The traffic policeman is strange, "Yes."

Cong Rong again asked, "How long is the drink? Three hours? Five hours? Twenty-four hours? A month? Or a year?"

The traffic police probably never encountered this question, and looked at Cong Rong with embarrassment, "This ..."

"The law doesn't stipulate how long this so-called" drink "is, right? Then let's not talk about this issue. Tell me about your evidence."

When the situation began to be in her hands, Wen Shaoqing stood beside her and looked at her profile. Somehow, she suddenly laughed.

Yu Guang swept him to smile, Cong Rong glared at him.

The traffic policeman glanced at the record in his hand, "After the instrument test, the alcohol content in this gentleman's blood is greater than 20mg / 100ml. The starting point of our country's drinking and driving standards is that the alcohol content in the driver's blood is 20mg per 100ml. "

"The meaning of this sentence is that even if I drink alcohol, as long as the blood alcohol content is less than 20mg / 100ml, is it okay?"

The traffic policeman was asked more and more uncertainly by Cong Rong, "It should be."

Cong Rong questioned: "But didn't you just say that as long as you drink alcohol, won't you?"

The traffic policeman realized that he was ignoring the enemy, frowning, "This ..."

Cong Rong continued to ask: "If I drink a small amount of alcohol and get drunk with a sip, my mind is unclear, but the alcohol content in the blood is less than 20mg / 100ml, I can still drive, right?"

The traffic police are completely speechless, and people with a little common sense know that it will not work, but they can't come up with terms to refute.

Cong Rong glanced at the record in his hand again, "Are you sure your tester is good?"

The traffic policeman said quickly: "It's okay ... you can have a blood test."

This sentence is in the middle of Cong Rongrong's arms, "That is to say, in fact, you have doubts about your test results, are you?"

"I haven't ..." The traffic police exchanged a crushed look with Cong Rong, and the lawyer was terrible. Never get a lawyer when you marry your wife in the future!

Cong Rong finally let go of the traffic police and turned his head to see Wen Shaoqing. He had a clear look, and he didn't smell alcohol. Even if he had really drunk at that time, he should haven't drunk much. It wouldn't be a problem tossing for so long. She decided to take the risk and took the opportunity to whisper and asked Wen Shaoqing: "Can I retest again?"

Wen Shaoqing has been watching her quietly crushing the traffic police. After so many days she finally spoke to herself and nodded.

Cong Rong was relieved when he saw his nod.

The test results showed that there was no alcohol in his blood, and the traffic policeman looked at the tester in a dazed face and began to doubt himself, "Is it really broken?"

Finally the traffic policeman apologized and sent the two out.

Cong Rong stood in front of the car and looked at Wen Shaoqing expressionlessly, "Explain, Doctor Wen?"

Unless the tester is really broken, there will not be the result just now, and Wen Shaoqing has a calm look from beginning to end, obviously there is a problem.

Wen Shaoqing narrowed his eyes, but raised his eyebrows slightly. He had a deep belly and dark ground, and he was unrivaled. "I did n’t drink. I had a grape and egg yolk pie just before the test. Grapes are the most fermentable food. The gas will stay in the mouth for a short time, and the natural alcohol content will exceed the standard when blowing, and it will be no problem to test after gargle. "

Cong Rongqi, however, said coldly: "Is it fun to play like this?"

Wen Shaoqing raised his eyes and watched her speak softly, slowly and firmly: "I want to see you."

A word made Cong Rong dumb, and he said it so calmly. He didn't smile when he said this, but warmth flowed quietly between his brows and eyes.

For a moment, the momentum in her body dissipated, and she looked away from him, daring to look at him again.

Wen Shaoqing's eyes remained on her face, and she continued to say: "Sorry for that day, I didn't think so of you in my heart."

It was just the most concise two sentences, without even a modifier, but it made Cong Rong's heart rumble, and an indescribable warmth came out of her heart, making her unable to hold herself. She was still thinking about someone who thought of her so badly, she would never look at him again in her life. But now she was not angry at all, and felt that her behavior that day was really unattractive.

The wind gradually rose in the night of late winter, and the corners of the two coats were blown from time to time. The two stood close again and soon entangled. In addition to the corners of the clothes blown by the wind, there are shadows on the ground.

Wen Shaoqing looked at her standing under the street lamp, lowered her head and didn't know what she was looking at. There was no movement for a long time. She also looked down at the past and quickly noticed the signs.

I do n’t know how long it took before Wen Shaoqing spoke slowly: "Shall we go home?"

Cong Rong froze, looked up at him, then nodded. He knew that he didn't mean that, because they were neighbors, so he would say that, but she still couldn't help thinking.

The longing joy hasn't risen from the bottom of my heart, but the ear always remembers Zhong Zhen's words, my boss has someone who likes it. Even if he treats her well, he doesn't like it.

Suddenly she began to wonder what the girl he liked was, the girl who didn't know he liked himself, the girl who made people envious, what was it like?

Seeing that she was beginning to be enchanted again, Wen Shaoqing raised her hand and gently put her on the shoulder, as if afraid to scare her, and spoke softly: "Cong Rong?"

She hurriedly responded, staring at the ground all the time, as if afraid of missing something.

Because of the hand he raised, the shadow on the ground looked like she was in her arms. He leaned over slightly because of the movements in his hands, and the shadows of the two were closer, quite smelling.