The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Wu Mingwang is a people's policeman.

Gu Ronghua had known for a long time that he would have such a rhetoric, so he raised his hand to hold his hand holding the hair dryer, and said with a smile, "I knew you didn't believe this. In fact, I didn't believe it at first, but they really helped you." did me a great favor."

Gu Ronghua stood up, pressed Wu Mingwang's shoulders with both hands, looked at him, and said softly, "Come on, sit down, I'll show you something, and you'll know what's going on after you finish reading."

Wu Mingwang smiled helplessly, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the stool that Gu Ronghua was sitting on earlier.

Gu Ronghua took the phone from the side, swiped it twice, and found the previous recording.

Soon, Gu Ronghua's surprised voice came from the phone. She said, "A thousand yuan? So expensive?"

Then there was her mother-in-law's voice of reproach, "A Jin's mouth is so good, is it more than a thousand?"

It can be heard from the old man's voice that she really trusts Chu Jin and likes Chu Jin very much.

Hearing this, Wu Mingwang rubbed his chin, and said appreciatively, "That's right, that's right, my wife is still very enlightened, and she already knows about recording evidence."

Gu Ronghua rolled his eyes at him, "Don't talk, listen carefully."

The phone was silent for dozens of seconds.

Soon, there was a clear voice coming from the mobile phone player.

The voice is clear and light, but it has an irresistible appeal, which is refreshing.

Not to mention what the owner of this voice wants to express, just listening to this voice is also a very comfortable thing.

The girl spoke slowly and clearly, and the more she listened, the deeper Wu Mingwang's frown became, and the more shocked she became.

The recording is 5-6 minutes in total.

Wu Mingwang felt that it was as long as a century.

After a session of recording ended, Wu Mingwang was still immersed in that clear voice.

Some memory seems to be gradually brought back in the back of my mind.

He happened to be 18 years old that year, had just graduated from high school, and was admitted to a well-known police academy.

During the summer vacation, his father took him to a distant relative's house in the countryside to look for relatives. Unexpectedly, he didn't know that the distant relative had moved until he arrived there.

After staying in the local area for a few days, the father and son rushed home. On the afternoon of the departure day, they came across a private house that was on fire.

The flames were blazing, and everyone around cried, and the cries were mixed with the cries of a little girl, which came from the fire scene, but no one around dared to move, and no one dared to go in to save people. The fire was really serious. too big.

At that time, I was full of vigor and righteousness, so I rushed into the scene of fire without even thinking about it.

Fortunately, the process of rescuing people was relatively smooth. As soon as he ran out of the fire with his front feet, the house collapsed with his back feet.

The little girl in his arms was wearing a pink dress.

Weeping sputteringly.

Although the little girl's face was blackened by the smoke, her eyes that were as agile as a deer were hard to ignore.

In a daze, I seemed to see the little girl in the pink dress again, until the watery eyes in my memory overlapped with the person in front of me.

Wu Mingwang's eyes lit up, he looked at Gu Ronghua and asked, "Honey, did your family live in 'Daba Village' before? You were taking a nap at home the day the fire broke out, wearing a pink dress?"

Wu Mingwang stood up excitedly from the stool, and gestured, "You used to be so tall, so thin, with two ponytails, and a crybaby..."

Dam Village? Pink dress? Crybaby? The amount of information was a bit large, which made Gu Ronghua overwhelmed.

"Mingwang, how do you know this?" Gu Ronghua also stood up from the bed excitedly.

Before the age of nine, their family did live in Daba Village, but after the fire, they moved out. She did not mention this matter to Wu Mingwang.

She was indeed wearing a pink dress the day of the fire.

It stands to reason that she couldn't remember things so clearly after such a long time.

Coincidentally, it was her 9th birthday that day. This was her first birthday gift and also her first dress. It was pink and tender, and she liked it very much. When she got a dress, she couldn't wait to put it on.

It's a pity that this dress was burned by the fire in the end, and she cried for a long time because of it.

So, very impressed.

Suddenly, Gu Ronghua heard the words, "...the nobleman you are looking for should have the word 'Ming' in his name."

The tone is light, but it hits the depths of my mind.

She didn't expect that the savior she had been looking for for so many years turned out to be the person she had shared the same bed with for so many years.

Old people meet each other but don't know each other.

Fortunately, fate did not let the two of them miss it.

No wonder, the 21-year-old her fell in love with the 29-year-old him at first sight.

...

"Are you the big brother from back then?"

"Are you that crybaby back then?"

The husband and wife almost spoke in unison, seeing the shock and joy of reunion in each other's eyes.

The next second, the two hugged each other tightly. Gu Ronghua's eyes were full of excited tears, and he choked up, "Mingwang, it's you, it's you...I've been looking for you for a long time..."

Wu Mingwang patted Gu Ronghua's back lightly, and comforted him softly, "Hey, let's stop crying..."

He didn't expect that the crybaby back then would eventually become the person he loved deeply.

All dreams are like romantic idol dramas.

"Ming Wang," Gu Ronghua looked up at the man in front of him, crying and said, "It's great, I finally found you, I finally found you, do you know? I've been looking for you for a long, long time... Over the years, I My heart is always uneasy, I just want to find you and say thank you personally, after that fire, where did you go? Why don't they know you?"

"Fool, don't cry," Wu Mingwang wiped away the tears from the corners of Gu Ronghua's eyes, "After the fire, I took the train back to Beijing with my dad. I went to Daba Village to find my relatives, but they moved away long ago. Come on, be good, don't cry, it's not good for the baby."

Gu Ronghua took a deep breath, "Thanks to Ah Jin, thanks to her, let's thank her in person tomorrow, okay?"

Wu Mingwang nodded, "Okay, I will ask for leave tomorrow to go with you."

It can be said that the current Wu Mingwang really has no guard against this Ah Jin who has never met before.

There was even a hint of curiosity.

He was curious as to what kind of person was worthy of such an exquisite heart.

And so much admiration.

Hearing the other party's voice, he shouldn't be too old, right?

**

Wancheng Villa.

Chu Jin was sitting in front of the computer updating "Flowers Like Brocade".

She looked at this work, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

It's only been ten days since the post was published, not only has the reading volume reached ten digits, but the favorites have also changed from 0 to 1700+.

The number of comments has also changed from 0 to 800+.

One of them is very eye-catching, "Yesterday, I just broke up with my boyfriend who has been in love for 3 years. After reading the words of my old sister, I found that breaking up is not so terrible. The words of my old sister are very healing and contagious. My old sister The words can not only make my heart calm down, but also make people feel very emotional. I believe that the old sister must be a person with a story, just like the words written by the old sister: looking at the mountain is still a mountain, looking at the water is still water , It seems to be the same, but in fact, it has changed the world, the mountain is no longer the same mountain, and the water is not the same water."

'Once Upon a Time' is her pen name.

Chu Jin flipped through the readers' comments.

His brows and eyes are curved, and his light white fingertips are constantly jumping on the black keyboard.

She responded to readers' comments one by one.

**

The next morning, just after dawn, Chu Jin woke up, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, so he simply got up and went out for a run.

Chu Jin ran a dozen laps around a boulevard next to Zhao's villa.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sun slowly rose from the east, bringing a large golden light.

There were a few more morning joggers on the originally quiet boulevard.

Chu Jin stopped, looked up at the slowly rising sun, and felt that life was so wonderful for the first time.

After looking at it for a while, maybe she felt that the sun was too dazzling. She stretched out her fair and slender left hand to cover her forehead, and felt the fine sunlight shining through her fingers and shining on her eyes. A bright smile was evoked, and the golden sunlight evenly sprinkled on her body, forming a faint golden halo, pure and beautiful.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of a morning runner who loves photography.

From his point of view, the girl blended with Chaoyang subtly. Although only a faint profile can be seen, this picture is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

People even dare not breathe loudly, lest they destroy such a beautiful picture.

He quickly picked up the camera hanging on his chest and pressed the shutter...

Just at this time, the breeze picked up, bringing up the large black hair on her chest, and the whole picture became more hazy and beautiful.