Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

"Policeman?" Tong Xiyuan suddenly became excited and ran to the kitchen to help Lin Jianhua. "You were a policeman before?"

Lin Jianhua raised his head and said with a smile: "You worship the police? You little boys are all the same."

Tong Xiyuan followed his lead and said, "Worship, Uncle Lin, can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?"

Tong Xiyuan thought about it and said carefully: "I want to ask you, how can we be sure that someone has broken the law?"

He had previously collected evidence of Tong Baocheng accepting red envelopes, and thought that reporting it would be effective, but it was ignored by the dean. Later, he searched online and found out that in this society, accepting red envelopes alone would not send Tong Baocheng to jail.

And now there is no movement from the research institute. 999 checked Tong Baocheng's bank statements but found nothing, so Tong Xiyuan is quite anxious.

Lin Jianhua looked at him in surprise, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden? Did someone bully you?"

He looked at Tong Xiyuan's handsome little face and immediately thought of something bad.

Tong Xiyuan didn't know that his thoughts were so divergent, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no one is bullying me, I just want to ask, because I want to be a doctor in the future, so..."

Lin Jianhua asked: "It's good to be a doctor, what's wrong with that?"

Tong Xiyuan said: "I am afraid that some patients will give me red envelopes. What if they arrest me?"

Lin Jianhua smiled when he heard this. "It doesn't count, as long as the amount is not large. You can return it secretly afterwards, which can also give the patient peace of mind. The country's laws are still quite humane."

"Is that so?" Tong Xiyuan continued, "Then what kind of thing is considered illegal?"

Lin Jianhua hissed and said as he recalled, "Now that you ask, I don't remember it very clearly. It seems that accepting medical kickbacks or something like that is very serious."

Tong Xiyuan quickly wrote it down and then asked, "If someone does this, can we report them?"

"Well, just report it to the hospital or the supervisory authority. But it's better to have some evidence. Otherwise, if you can't find anything, you will be wasting police resources and you will be punished."

Tong Xiyuan understood what happened and went back happily. He planned to wait until 999 had checked Tong Baocheng's bank statements before reporting Tong Baocheng to a higher level. He wanted to get this guy back from the research institute first to prevent him from harming his senior sisters and brothers.

Fan He in the living room heard their conversation clearly. He was surprised that Tong Xiyuan was still obsessed with reporting Tong Baocheng. He was even more surprised that a man like Tong Baocheng could raise such a good son like Xiaodi.

Of course, this also made him more certain. That is, he must tie Tong Xiyuan firmly to his side. Such a person can only be possessed by him.

That night, Lin Jianhua stayed at Tong Xiyuan's house.

In order to make him sleep comfortably, Tong Xiyuan let Fan He sleep with him and vacated the second bedroom.

The result is……

It is not a good thing for people to sleep too well.

In the master bedroom, which was only separated by a wall, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and Tong Xiyuan was still staring with his eyes wide open, unable to sleep.

On the other side of the wall, there was a snoring sound as shrill as a tractor.

"Brother," Tong Xiyuan called softly, "Can you fall asleep?"

The person next to him moved, then put his arm on Tong Xiyuan's chest.

Van He whispered, "No."

Tong Xiyuan is in high spirits. If he can't sleep, then let's chat.

He turned sideways and looked at Fan He in the darkness, "Uncle Lin, did you sleep like this before? It's so noisy. No wonder you live in the dormitory, brother."

"Yeah." Fan He responded vaguely. He had his back to the window while Tong Xiyuan was facing the window. The moonlight outside was just enough for him to see the expression on Tong Xiyuan's face.

Tong Xiyuan added: "But Uncle Lin is really good to you, Xue Ge, you should be gentler to your uncle in the future."

Fan He moved his hands, "How gentle?"

Tong Xiyuan: "Like... to me?"

He felt that his senior was very nice to him.

"I can't do it." Fan He moved his hand to Tong Xiyuan's face. He flicked Tong Xiyuan's round and small earlobe with his finger and said in a deep voice: "Yuanyuan, do you know..."

He stopped talking halfway.

Tong Xiyuan felt as if ants were crawling in his heart, "What?"

"I have a nickname." Before Fan He finished speaking, Tong Xiyuan burst out laughing.

"I know, Cha Cha, it's pretty cute."

Fan He squinted in the darkness, "Cute? Yuan Yuan wants to know the origin of it?"

Tong Xiyuan uttered slowly, "Yes."

He was very happy that his senior was going to share a little secret with him.

But soon, he was no longer happy.

Van He said: "Actually, I am an orphan. My parents were anti-drug police officers. They died in the line of duty when I was five years old."

At that time, the relatives pushed each other around, no one wanted to take over this mess. Only Lin Jianhua, the captain of the criminal police brigade, slammed the table in his office and shouted angrily: "You don't want it? If you don't want it, I want it! Send it to my home."

So that afternoon, Fan He was taken to Lin Jianhua's house by his relatives after school. At that time, Lin Jianhua had not yet moved into the old community, but still lived with his parents in a self-built house in the suburbs.

As soon as he entered the door, Fan He was splashed with tea leaves in the face.

At that time, Lin Jianhua groaned, as if he had forgotten the promise he made that day, "Where did the child come from?"

The relative explained in a gentle manner, "His parents died, and he seems to be ill, not talking all day. Captain Lin, just give him a meal to keep him alive."

Lin Jianhua yelled at the top of his lungs, "Okay, what's your name? Lunch Box? That doesn't sound good, uncle will give you a nickname... Tea Leaf Foam? Tea? Tea, Cha Cha? Hey! This is good, Cha Cha, sounds good!"

Just like that, a man with a big heart broke up with his girlfriend whom he had been dating for a year and was about to get married, and raised Fan He alone.

In the darkness, with a "woo" sound, Tong Xiyuan hugged Fan He with tearful eyes.

"Xue Ge, don't be sad. Your parents are great, and Uncle Lin is great too. He's so good to you."

This was not a story he had heard, but a personal experience of his friend. Tong Xiyuan sniffed, and his heart ached as if someone had grabbed it.

Fan He raised his hand to hug him back, greedily inhaled the grass-like fragrance from Tong Xiyuan's body, and said in a muffled voice: "But Uncle Lin is old."

Tong Xiyuan said: "Then he is also good to you."

Fan He lowered his eyes, "What about the future?"

"In the future?" Tong Xiyuan slowly realized that he wanted to say that Lin Jianhua was gone, and he wiped his tears, "In the future, I will be with you, and I will treat you well."

There was a trace of greed in Fan He's eyes, "Forever?"

Tong Xiyuan nodded heavily, "Forever!"

He didn't know that after he said this, someone kissed him gently on the side of his neck.

The person who was hugging him in the dark said silently, "How good."