You’re My Belated Happiness

Ruan Yu was awakened by the doorbell in the early morning of the next day. She struggled in the bed for a while before grabbing her hair and getting up, then put a coat on the outside of her pajamas, yawned and walked out, but she was taken aback by looking at the door mirror.

It turned out to be the police officer Fang last time, Fang Zhen.

She quickly opened the door.

This unsmiling policeman had a solemn expression, remembering her clearly, and insisting on a routine routine: "Excuse me, is it Ruan Yu, Ms. Ruan?"

She nodded and cooperated: "It's me, is there anything wrong with Officer Fang?"

Fang Zhen picked up the document and pen to make a record, and said: "Look at the situation. May I ask if Ms. Ruan was harassed by a drunk between two and three in the morning today?"

Drunk? Harassment?

Ruan Yu shook his head: "No."

"Neither did you hear any unusual noises?"

"No." She was on Weibo at that time.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Fang Zhen nodded to leave, and added another sentence before leaving. "Be sure to lock the doors and windows at night to prevent theft."

"Is there any case in our film?"

"According to multiple residents' reports, many residents in this area were harassed by the same drunkard in the early hours of this morning, and these residents all have a common characteristic."

Ruan Yu blinked: "What feature?"

Fang Zhen took a pen and pointed to the top of her head: "The house numbers are all 302."

What kind of perverted behavior is this? Or is there any special magic in this number?

He left after speaking, leaving Ruan Yu secretly frightened. This time, it wasn't her imagination, but the lawbreakers who really appeared around her.

It's okay if the police officer Fang doesn't say anything. In this way, how can a woman who lives alone sleep well at night?

After all, I heard that all the 302 residents in this area have been harassed, and she is the only one left.

Ruan Yu took out the phone and asked Shen Mingying if she was at home alone tonight, but got a reply "My boyfriend is here, what's the matter".

She was embarrassed to be an electric light bulb and lied to be "it's okay". At night, when the doors and windows were locked, she was still uneasy.

At a quarter past zero, there was a thunder in the sky, and there was a pouring rain outside the window.

Ruan Yu couldn't sleep even more, reluctantly flicked up Weibo, and updated a blog post by the way: "Lying at night and listening to the wind and rain, drunks should not come sneak attack. [Blessed]"

After sending it, she watched a few funny videos to divert her attention, and was about to lock the screen, but suddenly received a new email.

From Xu Huaisong.

She clicked on the email and found that there was a document in the attachment, which contained several latest comments on the anti-color palette.

People who are still working hard at this point are the elites of this city.

Out of affirmation of the elites and the sympathy of being a sleepless person at night, she slightly lessened her resistance to Xu Huaisong, clicked on the WeChat dialog box, and thanked: "Lawyer Xu, I received the email, this point. I'm still busy with my case, it's hard work."

Xu Huaisong came back quickly: "By the way."

Ruan Yu carefully figured out the meaning of these two words.

Oh, if it's in San Francisco, it's only half past nine in the morning. Either the jet lag did not reverse, or he was working across the ocean.

That being said, this point is not a bother to him.

So she said, "Then if you are free, let's talk about the case?"

Xu Huai-song: "Inconvenient video, voice."

This is exactly what Ruan Yu wanted.

She turned her head and turned on the bedside lamp. As soon as the bedroom was lit up, she received his voice invitation.

As she connected, she lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, putting on slippers: "Wait a minute, I'll go get some information."

Xu Huaisong let out an "um".

When Ruan Yu opened the door, a flash of lightning flashed out of the window, and the dark corner of the living room was faintly seen, like a horror movie.

She shivered and quickly turned on the top light. At the same time, she tried to alleviate the discomfort in her heart by speaking: "Lawyer Xu."

"how?"

"Is it raining in your place?"

"Just stopped."

"That's a dark cloud, I'm here..."

There was silence on the other end, and he might not know what to say.

But the file was not found for a while, and I don't know where it was stuffed.

She had no choice but to start another conversation, which suddenly turned into a conversation: "Lawyer Xu, you taught me how to deal with criminals last time. It seems to be very professional. Can I ask you another question?"

"Ok."

"If there is a drunkard to harass in the middle of the night, do you use similar measures?"

"..."

Xu Huaisong said nothing. The wind was violent outside, and the windows and doors shook.

Ruan Yu heard the voice disappear and asked, "Are you listening, Lawyer Xu?"

Xu Huaisong gave a light cough, "The signal is bad, you say it again."

She finally found the correct document, turned off the top light and rushed back to the bedroom. After entering the bed, she answered, "Oh, it's okay." She sat cross-legged, turned the page number corresponding to the email content, "Let's start. "

The rain outside the window diminished quickly, and calm was completely restored after a short while, leaving only the water drops on the side of the window still dripping tirelessly.

This kind of scenes of the first stop of the heavy rain, the memory of three years in high school is too numerous to count.

The railings of the grand playground, the window sills in the corridors of the teaching building, and the flag-raising pillars on the flag-raising stand all have such drops of water hanging and not falling.

Ruan Yu doesn't like rain, but likes to watch the rain just stop.

She remembered that there was such a sentence in her diary—you have a clean and dazzling youthfulness, clearing all my girlhood, all the rainy seasons.

That was how Xu Huaisong walked over and over again through her favorite rain.

"What are you doing?" His voice suddenly rang, perhaps saying a lot of things, but found that she was not listening.

She regained her senses and let out a low "Ah": "I'm watching... the rain stopped."

"Ok."

Ruan Yu didn't wear headphones, but used an external speaker.

The sound in the bedroom became especially clear in the quiet night.

Xu Huaisong said: "The third paragraph."

She continued: "This paragraph is a background explanation?"

"Ok."

"I don't think there is any need to explain this setting. Which high school does not have a strict dean? Don't you..."

"What am I?"

"I mean... didn't your previous school?"

"Can not remember."

"Oh……"

The drops of water hit the canopy from time to time, creating a hypnotic effect.

Ruan Yu can't remember when she started to get sleepy and eyelid fighting. She only knew that when she was awakened by the early morning bird chirping, she saw the line "05:52: hang up" above the "Hang up" sign on the phone screen by the pillow. At 00, he couldn't help but let out a "ah" in surprise.

Then, there was a rustle on the other end of the phone, and the movement of the quilt rubbing against the clothes. Xu Huaishong was slightly hoarse, and his unpleasant voice rang: "What are you doing?"

"..."

Ruan Yu was frightened, feeling as if he was waking up by his side.

She quickly picked up the phone and explained: "I seemed to fall asleep accidentally last night..." After speaking, she felt strange, "Why didn't you hang up the voice?"

Xu Huaisong sighed, "Then I should have fallen asleep at that time."

"..."

No one can talk about a case so carelessly. What about the elites of this city?

She said "Oh" because she was uncomfortable because of the weird atmosphere, and was about to "hang up first", when she suddenly heard an abrupt and piercing "Dudi——Dudi——" from Xu Huaisong's end.

She was taken aback: "What sound?"

"ambulance."

"Why is there an ambulance?"

Xu Huaisong seemed to roll over: "I'm in the hospital."

It was almost noon after Xu Huai-song finished his infusion. When Liu Mao and Chen Hui came to the hospital ward, he was just pulled out by the nurse.

Chen Hui handed him the porridge box in his hand, then moved the laptop on the hospital bed away for him. When he glanced over the unturned screen, he was taken aback for a moment: "Huh, listen to the ambulance music? Song brother, you check this. Why?"

Xu Huaisong opened the porridge box and said lightly: "It's nothing, but I suddenly want to listen to songs."

Liu Mao glanced at his bleak expression and shook his head: "Listen to ambulance music for excitement? This person, if you don't have the money, don't look for excitement. You said you have such a stomach in America?"

Xu Huaisong didn't take it seriously: "It's just an occupational disease."

Liu Mao smiled: "I'm also a lawyer, why am I not sick? Xiao Chen, you are not sick?" He said after sarcasm, "Knowing that the stomach is not good, I still eat a dozen rice cakes and drink a row of vodka. It's a girl, this kind of man who doesn't spare his life, don't want to kill him."

Chen Hui didn't know that Liu Mao meant something, and said with wide eyes: "Brother Mao, so you are in this way?"

"Go aside!" Liu Mao glanced at him, pushed him away, and then asked Xu Huaisong, "Did the police come yesterday?"

Xu Huaisong swallowed the porridge and nodded: "I'm also a person with a record."

"I don't dare to let you go out and play drunk crazy in the future." Liu Mao laughed and his stomach hurts. "In the middle of the night, you really knocked on the door of a dozen households with 302?"

This is not the point. The point is, he knocked on the door of a dozen households 302, but perfectly avoided the correct answer.

This wine is too drunk.

Liu Mao said slowly, "It's a pity."

As soon as he finished speaking, a female nurse knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Xu, a lady surnamed Ruan is here to visit you."

A hint of surprise flashed through Liu Mao's eyes.

Xu Huaisong nodded to the nurse, and after she turned and left, she took his words: "It's not a pity."

Liu Mao suddenly understood what he meant.

What kind of person is Xu Huaisong in court? It's a person who works step by step, calculates every step, and believes that if you can't hit the nail on the head, you will be defeated.

He can accept failure, but does not allow any mistakes, so he refuses all untimely advances.

For him, love is like a court. All the patience and meticulous preparation and rendering are for the final touch.

And now it was not time to drop the hammer, so instead of knocking on the door, I was grateful.

Xu Huaisong covered the porridge box, handed it to Liu Mao, and asked him to help throw it into the trash can.

In the corridor, Ruan Yu slowly walked in this direction, carrying the heat preservation box in one hand and the documents in the other.