The correct way to eliminate loneliness

Zhang Qi carried a few big bags in each hand, and kicked open the door of the office of the second investigation team. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and everyone in the second team was still working overtime.

There was a new case recently, a group of people had been investigating and holding meetings for several days in a row. They hardly slept, and all of them turned pale. When they saw Zhang Qi coming, Cheng Dasong was the first to react. In an instant, even his face turned rosy.

"team leader!"

Although Zhang Qi has resigned, the members of the second investigation team still used to call him the captain.

"I know you have worked hard, so I came here to comfort you."

Zhang Qi put the things on the conference table, and Cheng Dasong and Zhou Zhiyong rushed over like beasts that had been hungry for ten days.

"Captain, you are amazing now, you are so generous." Cheng Dasong raised his orchid finger and picked up a piece of cake. Others may not know, but he knows the logo on the cake box. Even if it is a sliced ​​cake, the price is staggering.

"It's nothing more than a few pieces of cake." Zhang Qi said with a smile.

"Captain, how do you know that we can rest tonight?" Zhou Zhiyong asked while eating, with a cake in one hand and a drink in the other.

"You are stupid!" Cheng Dasong rolled his eyes at him, "Of course Xiao Zhong told him."

"So I came to pick up Xiao Zhong..."

Zhang Qi smiled without saying a word, glanced at Zhong Xi who was still scribbling, and then moved his gaze to Yang Han who was sitting opposite Zhong Xi.

Yang Han sat a little far away from the table, with his long legs stretched out on the table, and the materials were placed on his legs to flip through the pages one by one. The back of the chair occasionally shook back and forth a few times.

The two men's eyes met, and Zhang Qi said with a half-smile, "Thanks for your hard work."

Although he was no longer a policeman, he was not used to seeing Yang Han sitting in his previous seat.

Zhang Qi felt that he still liked being a policeman. Seeing Zhong Xi and Yang Han, he began to miss the days when he stayed here.

"Xiao Zhong and the captain are here to eat." Cheng Dasong greeted them.

Zhang Qi and Yang Han looked at him at the same time, now there are two "captains" in this room...

"You guys eat, I'll finish writing right away." Zhong Xi said without raising his head.

On the contrary, Yang Han put down the document and stood up, smiling Mimi and said: "Then I'll be polite, thank you Ah Qi."

No one knew whether his name was "A Qi" or "A Qi". Zhang Qi was taken aback for a moment, but immediately acted as if nothing had happened. After chatting for a few words, he suddenly found that there was one person missing.

"Where is Xiaokang?"

"He just went back," Cheng Dasong shrugged, "It's just a coincidence that you came within five minutes after he left." Still no fate.

Zhang Qi nodded, "Go back to rest early, everyone is almost out of shape." Although he used to be like this, he could not shave for a month when he was busy, Zhong Xi said that he had a big beard on his face Like a bandit.

Cheng Dasong's face collapsed when he mentioned this, he also wanted to go back to rest early, he hadn't applied a mask for a few days, not to mention dark circles, he even had several more wrinkles!

However, compared with other people, Yang Han's state is much better, he looks energetic all the time, which makes everyone admire him.

Several people chatted for a while, Zhong Xi finished writing the report and was about to leave with Zhang Qi, and at the same time asked Yang Han if he wanted to give him a ride?

Everyone in the Second Investigation Team knew that Yang Han didn't like to drive, and he would never drive when he could.

"I won't bother you?" Yang Han asked Zhang Qi embarrassedly.

Zhang Qi smiled indifferently and shrugged, "Of course not." Anyway, find a chance and throw him halfway.

When Yang Han just transferred to the second investigation team, Zhang Qi could be said to be facing a formidable enemy, especially seeing Zhong Xi's admiration for the new captain.

Although their work styles are somewhat similar, Zhong Xi still feels that Yang Han is much more reliable than Zhang Qi, the former captain, and he "loves and hates" Yang Han - at work.

This made Zhang Qi feel that his charm had been challenged, but after a long time, after getting in touch with Yang Han a few times, Zhang Qi felt that he was thinking too much. Ji Han is indeed an attractive man, one that can be simply appreciated kind.

Although sometimes he still doesn't like Yang Han very much, but overall, he can communicate peacefully.

However, Yang Han didn't wait until Zhang Qi threw him out of the car and got off by himself.

"I saw a friend, Ah Qi, just let me out of the car here, you guys go first." While speaking, Yang Han had already opened the door of the car suspended by the red light and half body went out. When the door was closed, he turned to Zhang Qi said "thank you", and then said "have a good rest" to Zhong Xi.

A good rest seems to mean a lot.

Zhong Xi nodded, "Captain, you should also have a good rest." Then he watched Yang Han walk into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

"It's fine to leave," Zhang Qi turned his head and smiled at Zhong Xi, "I won't disturb us anymore."

Zhong Xi didn't smile, because he didn't feel joy from Zhang Qi, even though he was smiling.

"What's the matter?" He asked Zhang Qi, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, and then felt that he really couldn't hide anything from Zhong Xi, but why should he hide it from him?

Sighing, Zhang Qi found a parking spot to park and said, "He's dying soon." "He" naturally refers to Qi Tianyi.

Zhong Xi also knew about Qi Tianyi's situation. Zhang Qi returned to Qi's house because Qi Tianyi didn't have much time. His mother, Zhang Ziye, wanted Zhang Qi to be by his side during Qi Tianyi's last days.Although Zhang Qi was unwilling, he did not disobey his mother's will. Now it seems that he is not indifferent, and he is also his biological father and son.

Zhang Qi is actually a soft-hearted person, he can be cruel to himself, but he can't be cruel to others.

Zhong Xi didn't think it was an advantage, but he didn't think it was a disadvantage when it came to Zhang Qi.He reached out and touched Zhang Qi's head, and said: "Everyone has this experience, you can accompany him until now..." Suddenly, not knowing what to say, Zhong Xi paused for a few seconds, and then said, "It's okay. .”

Zhang Qi lowered his head and didn't speak for a while.

Zhong Xi was suddenly a little apprehensive. In front of him was a Zhang Qi he had never seen before, and also a Zhang Qi he had never imagined.

Even when Zhang Qi was working as an undercover agent, Zhong Xi could still imagine what Zhang Qi was like at that time when he thought it was the most "unbearable".But at this moment, he felt that Zhang Qi looked a little strange.

"It seems that I am still not as cold-blooded as I imagined." Finally, Zhang Qi said with a self-mockery.

Zhong Xi frowned, "You don't have to be cold-blooded, he is your father..."

"I haven't had a father since I was a child." Zhang Qi frowned. He never got father's love when he longed for it the most. When he got used to not having a father and no longer longed for father's love, Qi Tianyi appeared.

He always thought that his father-son relationship with Qi Tianyi was just a legal or blood relationship, they had no feelings, and he didn't want to return to the man.But when he saw Qi Tianyi lying on the hospital bed and smiling at him, thinking that this person was about to leave this world completely, he suddenly felt that love and hatred were not important anymore.

Zhong Xi looked at Zhang Qi for a while, reached out and touched his head, and said calmly, "You still have me."

Zhang Qi looked up at him, and a few seconds later, he grabbed Zhong Xi's hand and put it on his lips. Fortunately, they still had each other.

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After Qi Yehan came out of the hospital, he has been walking aimlessly. He is not familiar with this area, and everywhere he goes is unfamiliar. Going on, I don't know where I will go... Will I go to a brand new place?Is it possible to start life again?

He lowered his head, looking at the changing shadows under his feet following the direction of the street lights, until a figure jumped out of the flowerbed by the roadside and blocked him.

Qi Yehan stared at the man who seemed to have fallen from the sky, and almost blurted out "Fuck your mother", but luckily he held back when he recovered.

Although he never considers himself a gentleman, he has been taught very strictly since he was a child, and there are some things that he must never say... But it can be said in another way.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Yang Han felt that Qi Yehan's scolding look was really sexy... He felt that he was sick, not a serious one.

He likes Qi Yehan's angry look in front of him, as if this kind of Qi Yehan is a living, flesh and blood person.

Qi Yehan thought, when he suspected that Yang Han was blocking him in the restaurant, it seems that Yang Han was wrong, he was blocking him anytime and anywhere!

"What a coincidence, we can also meet in this kind of place," Yang Han looked at Qi Yehan with a smile like a hooligan who blocked the way at night with the intention of molesting a woman from a good family. "Surprise?"

He saw Qi Yehan walking alone on the street in the car, so he got out of the car and chased after him, and even walked around in front of Qi Yehan to stop him and gave him a surprise, it seemed that the effect was really good.

The man who had looked like a lost soul just now felt alive again.

After hearing this, Qi Yehan only wanted to swear, there was absolutely no surprise, but a little bit of shock.

He frowned, and asked in a displeased tone, "Are you following me?"

"Heaven and earth conscience, absolutely not." Yang Han raised his hands, "I just got off work, and I happened to see you and chased after you."

Qi Yehan didn't speak, and his expression couldn't tell whether he believed it or not.

"Why are you here alone?" Yang Han asked, "Your home is quite far from here."

"It's none of your business." Qi Yehan didn't want to say anything more, "If it's okay, get out of the way."

Of course Yang Han wouldn't let him go, he finally met him, how could he break up after only a few words, wouldn't that be a waste of a god-given opportunity?

"Remember the last time I said I wanted to invite you to dinner? It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date, let's just say today." He looked at his watch, "The time is also just right."

Where is it time to have dinner now... Before Qi Yehan could speak, he was dragged away by Yang Han involuntarily. He hesitated for a while, and finally let the other party lead the action. At least, he didn't have to think about where he was going. , what should I do...

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Yang Han's taste is quite different from Qi Yehan's, so naturally he wouldn't go to any western restaurant, but Qi Yehan didn't expect that Yang Han would take him to eat at a roadside stall. The street in front of him has shops along the street during the day, which is a bit messy. The street vendors sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and became more messy.

On the side of the road, a stall set up two greasy wooden tables and a few benches. Under the dim light, it is hard to see what color it is. Not far away, the strong boss is chopping vegetables, and the chopping board is "bang bang" The refrigerator next to it is full of chicken, duck, fish, beer and drinks.

"Sit down." Yang Han took Qi Yehan to a table in the back, which was a relatively quiet VIP seat.

"It's still early, and if you come later, there may not be any seats." He said in a happy tone, after all, he has experienced the overcrowded situation here.

Qi Yehan reached out and wiped the table with his fingertips, and frowned.

"Don't be disgusted, these are traces of history." Yang Han sat down on the discolored plastic stool indifferently, "The boss said that his ancestors sold snacks here, and these are family heirlooms."

"Although this street is an old street, it is only about 20 years old." Qi Yehan stood and glanced at the chair coldly.

"Uh..." Yang Han blinked. As a foreigner, he still doesn't know the history as well as the locals. He smiled again, "Time is not important, the taste is the most important."

Qi Yehan glanced at him and sat down, since he came, he wasn't too picky.

Yang Han smiled silently, waved his hand to call the boss, and generously ordered a plate of comprehensive barbecue, a variety of meat, seafood and vegetables, plus three bottles of beer and a signature grilled fish, freshly killed and grilled.

"Let's eat, you're welcome." As soon as the dishes were served, Yang Han picked up the chopsticks and began to eat big pieces while saying.

Qi Yehan looked at the things on the table, took off his coat and put it on his lap, rolled up his sleeves, picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly.Taste...not bad...

Yang Han looked at him, raised the corner of his mouth, picked up beer and poured a full glass for Qi Yehan and himself.

The two men looked at each other, as if they were unwilling to admit defeat, they picked up the cups at the same time in a tacit understanding, and touched them in mid-air.

The surrounding area gradually became lively, and more and more people came to eat late at night. The sound of talking, laughing and cooking mixed together, unexpectedly relaxing.

This meal was quite satisfying. Qi Yehan drank two of the three bottles of beer, which Yang Han did not expect. But Qi Yehan seems to be in a better mood...

"How? Better than pasta and coffee at a restaurant?" he asked.

Qi Yehan was picking out fishbone, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He was so spicy by the boss's secret hot sauce, but he still wanted to eat it.

"Hmm..." He nodded upon hearing Yang Han's question, "Not bad." He seemed to finally understand the attraction of this place.

While talking, Yang Han looked at Qi Yehan's red and swollen lips from the heat, and felt that it was unusually attractive... He smiled and stretched out a tissue and handed it to Qi Yehan.

"It's not that I haven't eaten these before." Qi Yehan put down his chopsticks, took them and wiped his forehead. "When I was in school, I would occasionally eat at the snack bar near the school after playing basketball with my classmates." He paused, "The food in that store is actually average, but the tonkatsu is very good. Boys eat a lot, and after exercising, one person can eat three pieces."

He still remembers the taste of the freshly fried pork chops, but thinking about it, it was more than ten years ago, and things are different now...

Yang Han smiled, he could almost imagine that scene, a group of teenagers in sweatshirts came out of school with basketballs, Qi Yehan must be the most eye-catching one.

I don't know what Qi Yehan looks like in his teens?It must be more lively and cheerful than now, right?

Thinking of this, he chuckled again, changed the subject and asked, "I heard from Zhang Qi that you are very busy recently?"

Qi Yehan took a sip of beer and said, "It's the same as usual, but you." He looked up at Yang Han, "I called you in the middle of the night, are you insomnia or idle?"

Yang Han was delighted, "You didn't sleep too, so we happened to be chatting together."

Qi Yehan didn't speak, he did not sleep that night of lightning and thunder, he stood by the window and looked out of the house, Yang Han called after a while.

They talked nonsense without a sentence, as if they had made an appointment to watch the rain together, and sometimes they only heard each other's breathing.

Qi Yehan felt that no matter how much time passed, when he thought of that night, he would think it was the most boring act in his life.

However, Yang Han didn't think so.

"At that time, I suddenly thought of you." He looked at Qi Yehan and said, his expression couldn't be more sincere, "I just want to hear your voice, I think... it's very real."

Qi Yehan and his eyes met, neither of them said anything... Just when the two were about to speak, a few young men and women were seated at the next table, and there was a sudden burst of laughter...

The two seemed to come back to their senses at the same time. After a moment of silence, Yang Han said, "Let's go."

Qi Yehan didn't speak, picked up his coat and stood up.

Yang Han called the boss to settle the bill, he was the one who wanted to treat guests, and Qi Yehan didn't think it was too polite to pay for a few cups of coffee.

"Good quality and cheap, right?" Yang Han put the change he got back into his wallet.

When he opened the wallet, Qi Yehan scanned it and saw that there seemed to be a photo inside, but the light was too dark to see clearly, he just thought silently, the photo that will be put in the wallet must belong to a special person.

Leaving the lively snack street, the surroundings seemed to become deserted. After the two walked side by side for a while, Yang Han asked, "Come to my house?"

"Your family?" Qi Yehan had a surprised expression, as if he shouldn't have a family.

Seeing this, Yang Han couldn't help laughing, and almost wanted to reach out and rub his head, "Why don't I sleep on the road?"

Uncompromising about his joke, Qi Yehan thought for a while and asked, "How do I get there?"

The smile in Yang Han's eyes deepened, he looked up and said, "Let's go, it's not far away, just to digest it."

The place where Yang Han lived was indeed not far away. The two walked leisurely like a walk for about 10 minutes, and came to an old community. There are a few sounds of dogs barking and children crying, but there is a feeling of life.

Before entering the community, Yang Han said to buy a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store and asked him to wait for him.

Qi Yehan stood on the side of the road and looked around. He didn't mean to discriminate or look down on him, but this place and the place where he lived were indeed like two worlds.

He didn't know why he agreed to Yang Han to come to his house. If it was before, even yesterday he might not have agreed, but tonight, it's different.

Yes, he just wanted to be a little bit different from his old self.

At this time, two girls in uniforms and carrying schoolbags passed by Qi Yehan, and they secretly looked at him, smiling shyly and excitedly.

However, Qi Yehan doesn't think there is anything charming about him now. He just drank a lot of wine, sweated a lot, and his clothes and hair were also stained with oily smoke. Compared with him who usually wears a suit and leather shoes, he is simply a mess .

He should be disliked in such a mess...

Not long after, Yang Han came back.

"Let's go." Subconsciously, he put his arm around Qi Yehan's shoulder, but when the latter was about to respond, he quietly withdrew his hand.

"These are old houses, and the neighbors who live there are decades old. Everyone knows each other. Don't worry if someone stares at you later. When I first came, I was treated like an animal in a zoo." It's been a long time since I visited." Yang Han said with a helpless smile.

"How long have you lived here?" Qi Yehan asked.

"I lived here when I was transferred." Yang Han replied, guessing what Qi Yehan was thinking, and then explained directly, "Originally, the bureau asked me to move in with Xiao Zhong, but I am too lazy to move. This place is It’s a bit old, but it’s not too far from the police station, you can get there by one bus, and the most important thing is that the rent is cheap.”

"The police are not subsidized?"

"Do you think the police benefits are good?" Yang Han glanced at him, "I'm an upright policeman."

Qi Yehan smiled ironically and said nothing more.

It might be because it was late, but Qi Yehan was not surrounded by people. He followed Yang Han into a six-story apartment. From the mottled walls in the stairwell, it could be seen that the apartment was indeed very old.

Yang Han lived on the sixth floor. When the two of them went up to the third floor, a white-haired grandma came out tremblingly from a door, holding a small wooden basin in her hand, to water the flowers growing in the corridor. water.

Seeing Yang Han and Qi Yehan, she squinted her eyes and asked, "Is it Xiao Yang from the sixth floor?"

"It's me, hello." Yang Han replied with a smile, while signaling Qi Yehan to continue walking.

Although Grandma's eyes are not good, she could still see two people, so she casually said, "Did you bring your girlfriend back?"

Yang Han burst out laughing, Qi Yehan, who was walking in front, frowned and looked back at him, Yang Han hurriedly stepped forward to push him, and at the same time said, "Yes..."

Before Qi Yehan could refute, Yang Han lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek

The grandma behind her looked at the two entangled figures, shook her head and sighed, "It's so affectionate."

When he arrived outside Yang Han's house, he stopped comforting the little fuzzy Qi Yehan, opened the door with the key and said, "The house is not big, but the previous owner left a lot of things when I moved in. Check in."

After entering the door, Qi Yehan found that it was indeed the case, and it was easy to see which things belonged to Yang Han and which things were left by the owner.

There is some faded wallpaper on the wall. Although the pattern is a little worn, it is still exquisite. It can be seen that the previous owner is a person of taste. There is also a carpet in the living room. Although the color has changed a bit, it is not new, but it is still beautiful. And the owner didn't take it away.

Tables, chairs, cabinets and sofas are also, although they are all very old styles, but they are not obviously damaged. The wall lamps on the wall are slightly dim, but they have a retro feel. Yang Han probably didn’t want to destroy this atmosphere because he didn’t change them. The coffee table in front of the sofa can be seen to be newly bought, but it is also a style specially selected to match all the furniture.

It seems to blend in silently, but it doesn't seem to want to leave too many traces of life here...Qi Yehan has this feeling inexplicably.

Generally speaking, although it feels a little old, the house at [-] square meters can be called comfortable and clean. If this house is really easy to find, then I have to say that Yang Han is lucky.

"Sit whatever you want." Yang Han took off his coat and threw it on the back of the chair, turned around and looked at Qi Yehan with a smile on his face.

Qi Yehan walked a few steps into the room, suddenly stopped and asked, "Can I borrow the bathroom?"

Yang Han raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

The place is only that big, and Qi Yehan found the bathroom by himself without needing directions.

"You wash slowly, I'll find clothes for you." Yang Han called out behind Qi Yehan, who didn't speak, and closed the door after entering.

He smiled, and felt that everything tonight was a bit unbelievable, but it seemed logical.

After Qi Yehan washed off the greasy smell of alcohol on his body, he opened the door a little, and saw a chair at the door, clothes were placed on it, neatly folded, a white T-shirt and gray sweatpants, exuding a touch of sunshine. smell.

He changed his clothes and walked to the living room, but he didn't see Yang Han. After looking around, he saw him smoking a cigarette standing on the balcony outside the bedroom.

Qi Yehan pushed open the glass door and went out, and saw that Yang Han had also changed his clothes. He was dressed similarly to him, and his body smelled of soap, unexpectedly fresh.

"Have you taken a shower?" Qi Yehan asked standing beside him.

"I washed it directly at the faucet in the kitchen." Yang Han smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, holding an ashtray in one hand, "The faucet in the bathroom was broken when I first came here, and I haven't had time to find someone to fix it, so I took a shower in the kitchen. It is very convenient after getting used to it.”

Qi Yehan didn't want to comment on his personal habits, so he didn't look over his head at the balcony, it was neatly tidied up, and a potted plant was put aside, a plant was planted in a black flowerpot, although it was not tall, it looked like a small tree with only leaves .

He felt familiar, but couldn't think of anything for a while, so he asked directly: "What is this?"

Yang Han took a look, "Pomegranate. I bought it myself. I wanted to grow some plants to make the house more lively. I didn't know what to buy, but I bought it after seeing that it seemed to be full of vitality."

Qi Yehan slightly raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to raise them to eat?"

"This is for ornamental use, and you can't eat the fruit after it bears fruit." Yang Han took down the cigarette in his mouth and extinguished it in the ashtray, put it aside, then leaned into Qi Yehan's ear and whispered: "Besides, if I like I can't wait to grow up and want to eat..."

Qi Yehan's heart moved, he subconsciously raised his head to look at Yang Han, who also looked at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes inexplicably seductive in the night.

He suddenly felt that he shouldn't have followed this man tonight... But if he didn't come, he didn't know where he could go...

At this time, Yang Han suddenly reached out and rubbed Qi Yehan's half-wet hair, and said, "Go in."

Qi Yehan lowered his eyes and looked back at the dimly lit downstairs.

There was still dampness in the air, as if it was going to rain, but the rain still didn't fall after all, making people even more bored...