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On September [-]rd, Shang Chu went through the resignation procedures and went to Xie Jun to sign the internship certificate.

Captain Xie was making tea, and asked Shang Chu to sit and wait for a while. Shang Chu wandered around the office a few times, stopped in front of the bookcase, looked up at the medals and certificates displayed in the glass cabinet, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

During the two months at the Municipal Bureau, he entered and exited this office countless times, and each time he came in and out in a hurry. In the first ten days, he came to ask for assignments, and in the next ten days, he came to protest. The tasks are too stupid. Recently, he came in for a report. Today is the first time he slows down and sees clearly what this room is like. However, he is leaving soon.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that he was staring at the cabinet intently, Xie Jun asked him, "Have you seen the way?"

"No, I don't understand so many awards, but I know it's pretty good." Shang Chu turned around.

"When you reach my age, you will have some." Xie Jun raised his hand to signal him to sit down, and made him a cup of tea: "Do you drink tea on weekdays?"

Shang Chu shook his head, took a sip of the teacup with both hands, it was very bitter, he couldn't help frowning.

"Nowadays, young people don't drink tea, but drink beverages." Xie Jun leaned on the back of the large chair, "What about Pepsi, Sprite, etc. My daughter is the same."

"Your daughter?"

Shang Chu was somewhat surprised, he had never heard Xie Jun mention that he had a daughter, and other colleagues in the bureau had never mentioned this matter either.

"Why? So surprised?" Xie Jun raised his eyebrows, "I'm so surprised

Isn't it normal to have a child at an old age? "

"No," Shang Chu put down his teacup, "I just never heard of it."

"They probably dare not say it." Xie Jun smiled, "I'm afraid I will be sad."

"Don't dare to say?" Shang Chu didn't understand, "Why is that?"

Xie Jun filled Shang Chu's teacup, and used a wooden spoon to skim off the floating tea leaves.

"Five years ago, I led a team to smash a drug manufacturing den. Two drug dealers got the information and fled in the chaos. They knew they couldn't escape Xinyang, so they took a primary school student as a hostage, and it belonged to my family."

Shang Chu's heart skipped a beat, and his upper body leaned forward slightly: "And then?"

"After three hours of confrontation at the highway intersection, the person was saved."

Shang Chu breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Xie Jun continue: "One leg is gone."

"The leg... is gone?" Shang Chu was taken aback.

"Well," Xie Jun said calmly, "I watched the knife cut her leg one by one, and the pants were all stained red with blood. It was too late to send her to the hospital, so the limb was amputated."

Shang Chu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"I couldn't even hold a gun at that time. I wished I could kneel down to those two gangsters. I wanted to beg them to let my child go. I won't stop them, just let my child go." Xie Jun closed his eyes , opened again after a while, "But I can't do that."

Through the rising heat, his usual resolute face looked a bit vicissitudes, Shang Chu's throat was sore, and he said, "You don't have to blame yourself, it's only human to think that way."

"Don't mention that, it's all in the past," Xie Jun smiled and shook his head: "I also liked smoking and drinking in the early years, but I have gradually quit in the past few years. I don't drink alcohol and only drink tea. Although it is bitter, it is harmful to the body. good."

"It was quite bitter."

"I can't help it, I have to live longer," Xie Jun finished his cup of tea and refilled another cup, "I'm dead, who will take care of my daughter."

Shang Chu heard strong bitterness and helplessness from his relaxed tone, he shook the teacup in his hand, the tea is quite bitter, but bitterer things abound in this world.

"Let's be the police, it's quite contradictory," Xie Jun smiled, "Who doesn't want to solve serious cases, and who doesn't want to be famous and famous? When I was your age, I dreamed of To catch a serial killer."

Shang Chu lowered his eyelashes thoughtfully.

"When I really encountered such a case, I felt very sad. I don't know how many innocent people died in vain behind it, and I don't know how many innocent people were killed." Xie Jun glanced at Shang Chu, then turned his head to look out the window, " You said that this serious and serious case will be good if it happens, or will it never happen?"

Shang Chu's ten fingers tightened slightly, pressing against the wall of the ceramic cup, his fingertips turned pale.

"I don't know," Shang Chu whispered after a while, "I don't understand."

"To be honest, I didn't understand it either." Xie Jun turned his head, looked at Shang Chu and said, "You are already very good, and I am far inferior to you at your age."

Shang Chu raised his eyes slowly: "Thank you, Team..."

Xie Jun has never praised him so bluntly. Every time he submits a report, he is always criticized, saying that he did not do well here and there, but he has always ignored that there are so many interns in the bureau. , only his report is reviewed by Xie Jun himself every time.

"Go back and study hard, there is still a lot to learn." Xie Jun signed the internship certificate, stood up and patted Shang Chu's shoulder, "Work hard, don't get lost."

Shang Chu nodded heavily.

Before leaving, Xie Jun took out two pieces of paper from the drawer and handed them to Shang Chu.

"This is?"

Shang Chu took it over and saw that there were two recommendation letters, one was written by Xie Jun, and the other was written by Director Ma.

"I and the old horse pushed people, no matter who they met, they have to show some face." Xie Jun said.

Shang Chu solemnly put the two letters of recommendation into his backpack and said, "Thank you, team."

"Let's go," Xie Jun waved his hand, "I won't send it off, Xu Long was sent to the countryside by me to give lectures, you can go by yourself."

"Yeah." Shang Chu smiled.

In fact, they have gone far enough with him, and this journey in Xinyang can even be said to be the most important journey in his life.

I first arrived in Xinyang more than two months ago. Facing the strange streets and scenery, the seriously ill father and the distressed life, the separated lovers and the dream that seemed out of reach, it seemed like all lights All gone, Shang Chu sank in the deep darkness, every time he took a step, he had to carefully stretch out his toes to test, for fear that there would be a cliff ahead.

Looking back on those days, Shang Chu only felt extremely emotional.

He was born here, experienced a not-so-happy childhood here, lost his beloved mother here, completely shattered himself here, and pieced together a brand new Shangchu bit by bit here.

There are too many people supporting him on this road, and he will leave by himself in the future.

"Let's go to West City after graduation." Before leaving the office, Shang Chu heard Xie Jun say behind him, "Although I have never admitted it, I can let go of Qiping's place and let my fists go."

Shang Chu paused, and said softly after a while: "I will think about it carefully."

The day before leaving Xinyang, Shang Chu went to the rental house on Hongfu Road.

After Shang Lijun's accident, the house was empty. He left nothing behind, only a few tattered clothes, and a few moldy steamed buns left on the table.

Coming back after so many years, Shang Chu felt both familiar and unfamiliar. He could not face the years in this rented house, and he could not face himself shivering under the blanket. Now the wall is peeling off. The scratches and bloodstains on the wall also disappeared. Shang Chu stroked the wall with one hand, let out a deep breath, and suddenly felt relieved at that moment.

The former Shang Chu seemed to have been peeled off along with the peeling wall.

Shang Chu found a small iron box under the bed, with a stack of banknotes in it, totaling 300 yuan.

He didn't take the iron box and the money with him, but stuffed them under the bed.

He knew where the money came from, but in all honesty, Shang Chu had not been able to forgive Shang Lijun. Shang Lijun even died so irresponsibly. He died without saying a word. How great, thinking that he died bravely for the future of his son, but in fact he is the most selfish.

"I don't want your money," Shang Chu half-kneeled by the bed, reached out and stuffed the iron box in, "I don't want the money you're begging for."

Just leaving the money here can also remind him to come back occasionally, not to mourn someone, just to have a look.

After leaving Hongfu Road, Shang Chu went to the third lane of Shanglong Street, where the white cat was nestling in the sun on a tree branch, and the old lady was sitting on a long bench, staring blankly at the direction of the intersection.

Shang Chu installed WeChat in the old lady’s mobile phone, and taught her how to send voice messages to her and how to video chat with her. The old lady pinched his arm and said that I couldn’t learn it when I was too old. Shang Chu hid and said with a smile: "Grandma, I'm leaving tomorrow and going back to the capital."

The old lady was taken aback for a moment, and then turned her head away: "If you want to go, go! Go quickly! You are always mad at me!"

"Look at you, old lady." Shang Chu knelt down in front of her, looked up at her, "You are so angry all the time, you are not afraid of getting angry."

The old lady stared at him for a while, turned her cloudy eyes awkwardly, and raised her hand to pat the back of his head lightly.

Shang Chu held her hand: "I will call you often, it will be cold in the future, you should sit and wear more clothes."

The old lady wiped her eyes with her hand.

Before Shang Chu left, the old lady gave him a handkerchief, which was an old-fashioned handkerchief with rose-red star anise plums embroidered on the yellowed cloth. Shang Chu opened the handkerchief and saw that it contained a square Positive lard sugar.

"Grandma, I'm leaving." Shang Chu blinked hard with his eyes swollen.

"Let's go, let's go," the old lady sat on the bench and swayed her legs, "The capital is far away, how far away..."

"It's not far," Shang Chu said, "It takes eight or nine hours to get there by high-speed rail, and it's even faster by plane, which only takes three hours."

"airplane?"

"You haven't been on a ride, have you?" Shang Chu said with a smile, "I'll take you to the capital tomorrow, let's go by plane."

"Who wants you to pick it up!" The old lady also smiled, and slapped him on the arm, "My old woman has never seen anything at such an age, so you need to pick it up!"

"Yes, yes, you don't need to pick it up," Shang Chu shook his head helplessly, "I have to pick it up, okay?"

"Why do you insist on me coming to pick you up?" Bai Aize stood in the crowd at the pick-up gate with his hands in his pockets at Terminal 1 of the Capital Airport, frowning impatiently and said.

Song Yao stood beside him, tiptoed to look inside, and said without turning his head, "Damn it! When did I have to ask you to pick it up? Didn't you come here by yourself?"

Bai Aize raised his eyebrows, his expression didn't seem unnatural in the slightest: "You insisted on me coming."

"Chengchengcheng, I held a gun to your head and forced you to come here, okay?" Song Yao rolled his eyes at him, then pouted outside, "Then you go back now, I won't stop you, go."

Bai Aize stood there motionless.

"Go!" Song Yao squinted at him and teased, "Since you don't want to come, then you should go!"

Bai Aize turned around and left, Song Yao looked at him leisurely, and sure enough he came back within two steps, and said calmly, "It's too hot."

Song Yao couldn't help snorting: "You said that you are sick or not. When you were in Xinyang, you ran there all day long. Now that you are back, you are putting on airs. What's wrong!"

Bai Aize pouted, but didn't speak.

Song Yao looked at his watch and complained, "The plane has landed for 10 minutes, why hasn't it come out, it's too slow."

"Send a WeChat message to ask." Bai Aize said.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Song Yao said, "Do you not have his WeChat account or his mobile phone number?"

"Because you insisted that I also come to pick it up," the old god Bai Aize said, "so you ask."

"It's ok, you Bai Aize, are you fucking talking nonsense?" Song Yao couldn't hold back his laughter, "Did you learn badly after being single for two months?"

"Come out." Bai Aize said suddenly.

Song Yao didn't react for a while: "What?"

Bai Aize looked at the crowded flow of people at the exit, and saw the tall and straight figure in the black T-shirt at a glance. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and his jaw was raised: "Come out."

Song Yao stood on tiptoe and saw Shang Chu, who was carrying big bags and small bags in his hands. He jumped and waved: "Ah Chu! Here, here!"

Seeing Song Yao, Shang Chu smiled and quickened his pace towards him. After walking two steps, he saw the man behind Song Yao. He was tall and wearing a clean white shirt. He was particularly eye-catching in the crowd. He was very handsome. Literally.

His heart skipped a beat suddenly, and his footsteps couldn't help but pause.

After more than two months, I saw Bai Aize again, and finally saw Bai Aize.

Shang Chu took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth and ran over, Song Yao hugged him, cursing non-stop: "You fucking heartless, just leave as soon as you say, you are awesome! , you still know how to come back, you, fuck!"

"Stop, stop," Shang Chu pushed him away, "I can't fucking breathe."

Bai Aize stood quietly at the side, Shang Chu pursed his lips, his heart was beating violently, he wanted to raise his eyes to look at him but he didn't dare to look at him, so he had to haha ​​with Song Yao in order to hide his shame, and secretly glanced at Bai Aize from the corner of his eyes, acting like a thief like.

"You two don't need my introduction, do you?" Seeing that neither of them greeted the other, Song Yao joked, "Okay, okay, let me introduce you? helloChuChu, thisisOldBai, helloOldBai, thisisChuChu."

Bai Aize's face was expressionless, but Shangtru said "Oh" in a low voice.

"According to the steps, the two of you are going to shake hands and say omeetyou, that's how it's played in English textbooks, shake hands quickly." Song Yao added fuel to the fire.

"That..." Shang Chu swallowed, and said after doing enough mental construction, "Are you coming to pick me up too?"

"Song Yao definitely wanted me to come." Bai Aize said lightly.

"Oh," Shang Chu's heart was about to jump into his throat, and while feeling sweet bubbles in his chest that were about to overflow, at the same time he disliked being hypocritical like a little girl, so he pressed the corner of his upturned mouth , cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Bai Aize said, "Indeed."

Shang Chu blinked, and took out a bottle of Coke from the side pocket of his backpack: "Then I'll treat you to a drink."

Bai Aize glanced at it: "Thank you, no need."

Song Yao couldn't stand the two people practicing Tai Chi, so he pushed them to queue for a taxi. There were dozens of people waiting for the taxi ahead. Shang Chu took advantage of this time to share the things in his hand: "This is a specialty of Xinyang. , honey sauce chicken wings, taste good, I brought a few boxes back, A Yao, here are you."

Song Yao took the chicken wings, and there were thirty mid-wings in a box. He looked at several boxes in Shang Chu's hand, and asked deliberately, "I only have one box? Then who do you give the rest to?"

Shang Chu passed Song Yao, and handed a box to Bai Aize: "Help me pass it to Secretary Bai."

Bai Aize accepted it.

Shang Chu handed him another one: "This one is for Brother Bai."

Bai Aize took it again.

There was only the last box left in Shang Chu's hand, and Bai Aize held two boxes of chicken wings in one hand, and put his other hand in his trouser pocket, and glanced lightly at the last box.

"This..." Shang Chu handed over the remaining gift box of chicken wings.

Bai Aize reached out to take it: "Thank you."

There was a smile in Shang Chu's eyes: "This is for Brother Ye Su."

Bai Aize's face froze, and he quickly moved his eyes away as if nothing had happened.

Shang Chu's hands were empty, Song Yao bumped his arm with his shoulder, glanced at Bai Aize, and asked intentionally, "Did you take less?"

"No less." Shang Chu innocently shrugged his shoulders, "I've figured it out."

Bai Aize raised his eyebrows.

Passing a vending machine while queuing, Bai Aize put the three gift boxes in his hand on the ground, went to the machine to buy a bottle of water with coins, and when he came back, it happened to be their turn to get in the car, so he screwed on the bottle cap and left. A box was left behind, Shang Chu quickly picked it up and chased after him: "You didn't take the chicken wings..."

Bai Aize had already sat in the co-pilot, and glanced at Shang Chu lightly: "I'm sorry, because it's not mine, so I forgot."

Shang Chu scoffed at his childishness in his heart, how old he is still playing this kind of tricks, he saw Song Yao was helping him put his luggage in the trunk, so he quickly bent down, and quickly said in Bai Ai Ze's ear: "I'll bring you better."

Bai Aize's ears burned.

Shang Chu's lips slid close to his side face intentionally or unintentionally, and when he came to his senses, the warm touch had disappeared, as if it was his illusion.

He looked up, and Shangchu was standing outside the car door smiling at him, with bright eyes, and whispered, "Don't be angry."

Bai Aize rolled up the car window expressionlessly.

Shang Chu watched helplessly as his handsome face gradually disappeared from sight: "..."

"Get in the car, what are you doing standing there?" Song Yao got into the back seat and called him.

"Here we come." Shang Chu followed him into the car.

On the co-pilot, Bai Aize raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and almost couldn't hide the raised corners of his lips.