purple mist

"It's just a dream in an ordinary summer

On a summer day when I'm so boring compared to someone

I crouch here with nothing but misery

Whenever I become miserable, the command of tomorrow is getting farther and farther away from me

It's a good day to die because the temperature hasn't cooled (note)"

"Qin Po!"

The colleague patted him on the shoulder, and asked from behind: "Xiao Lin ordered takeaway, do you want to have lunch together? The stewed pork rice here is absolutely amazing!"

Qin Bo's fingertips trembled, and the phone with the screen blacked out was quietly retracted into his cuff.

He turned around and replied: "No, my stomach is not feeling well today, and I don't really want to eat."

The colleague looked Qin Po up and down, and said with concern: "You look so bad, why don't you go to the hospital? I'll help you."

Qin Po reluctantly raised the corners of his lips, waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, it's an old problem."

Colleagues do not doubt that he is there, from people are iron rice is steel, not eating a meal so hungry that they are hungry, to the body is the capital of the revolution, to drinking hot water as a cure for all diseases, they all brought it out and talked about it all before leaving.

Qin Bo exhaled slowly, raised his arms with a complex expression, and gently brushed all kinds of small things in the small square desk with his calloused fingertips.

The water glass that has been used for many years, the gel pen that is almost out of ink, and even every keycap on the keyboard...

The movements were gentle, revealing a touch of reluctance.

He didn't pause until his finger landed on the mouse, and immediately lifted the mouse pad with the prints no longer visible, and took out a blurry photo from underneath.

The surface of the photo is faintly white, it is a group photo.

But the faces of the two people, one tall and one lower, were blacked out, and they looked like two headless people, which looked very strange, making one wonder what the meaning of such a group photo was?

Looking at the clothes, the short one seemed to be a little boy, standing there a little awkwardly, his hands were not hands and feet, and he was holding the corner of his clothes tightly.

A man next to him put his broad palm on the little boy's shoulder, pressed him there as if comforting and controlling, and took this group photo.

However, Qin Bo's gaze was so nostalgic, as if he could recall someone from the day when he was taken out of the orphanage through the blackness.

Qin Bo hates the orphanage, not because the treatment there is bad.

It is because he is not an orphan at all, and Qin Bo is not his original name.

He was entrusted with the responsibility and mission before he was born - to perform a bone marrow transplant for his sick sister.

His parents were honest peasants who sold everything they could for their eldest daughter's medical treatment, and even gave birth to a second child for the sake of matching bone marrow.

It is the only wish of this pair of innocent parents to cure their daughter.

Ever since Qin Po could remember, his body was always accompanied by pain.

Does a half-child really have the self-awareness and awareness to grit his teeth and endure in order to save his sister?

Facts have proved that there is no such thing as Qin Bo.

Like a normal child, he would cry when he was in pain.But when he cries, parents' incomprehension will follow.

—Why are you crying?You are saving your own sister, which is only right and proper.

——You are a hero, you are a superman, you are not afraid, right?Okay...don't cry.

Can he not be a hero, not a superman?He just wants to be their son, okay?

— No, you were born for this.

As a child, Qin Bo drowned in the obligations imposed on him by his parents.

That summer, he ran away.

Along the bottomless railway, the short and thin figure headed north all the way.

The rails were scorched hot by the scorching sun, and there was a faint distorted heat flow in the air, but it couldn't burn out the brilliance and vitality that bloomed in the little boy's eyes for the first time.

He drank muddy stream water, ate steamed buns dug out of trash cans, and walked day after day until he was spotted by the sharp-eyed patrolling police. He suddenly realized that he had no home.

What happened to the seriously ill sister?

A burst of unspeakable sadness occupied his little heart, and tears burst like a flood, but he still didn't forget to cry that he had no parents.

The orphanage became his home until that day.

The man appeared, touched his head, and the eagle-like look flashed across his eyes, scaring Qin Bo back.

But the man immediately showed a gentle smile again, knelt down and said to him: "It's all right now, you don't need to be a hero anymore."

He was sent to a regular boarding school by men, and his life seemed to be back on track, but he hardly saw the "father" who led him out of the orphanage.

Oh, by the way, the man doesn't let Qin Bo call him Dad, but only allows him to call him Uncle Zou.

Don't contact him if you have nothing to do, and you must use a public phone for phone calls.

Qin Po, who was growing up, finally understood something, and he seemed to be given a certain mission again.

But he didn't reject it, just because of that sentence that he didn't have to be a hero anymore.

He followed Uncle Zou's wishes to study in the police academy and became an Internet policeman. From time to time, he retrieved some people's household registration information and files from the intranet as instructed.Sometimes he is also called upon to do some finishing work.

It's just that the latest finishing work made Qin Bo a little confused. What special function will the phone card of this man named Yunye have?To protect that Xue Han?

He doesn't need to think about this, because he is just a pawn on the chessboard.

But when the intentionally lost mobile phone came back to him, Qin Po suddenly came to his senses. He was not only a soldier, but also Uncle Zou's last barrier.

'Wolf' wants to use him to lead Uncle Zou out of the barrier.

Qin Bo's fingers holding the photo tightened suddenly, and his nostalgic eyes slowly faded away, leaving only a bunch of mixed ones.

This is the only photo of him and Uncle Zou together, and the black mark on it was painted by himself.

Ever since he became an Internet police officer, he has never met Uncle Zou again. Even when talking on the phone, Uncle Zou said, he listened.

Qin Bo missed this man who was like a father and a teacher who tore off the heavy "hero" label on his back, but he did not regret destroying their only group photo.

He looked at the black and white clock on the wall of the police station and felt that it was almost time.

So, Qin Bo rolled up the few A4 papers and photos that he hadn't had time to process, and put them in his arms.

Those thin sheets of paper seemed to carry infinite warmth and strength, erasing the torment and torture of the past few days day and night, and guiding him step by step to escape from the police station that he thought he would never leave in his life.

Just like that summer when I was a child.

Qin Bo pressed his cap on his head expressionlessly, and walked into the Miyu Building.

Since 'Wolf' must lead out a person behind the scenes through himself, he gave them one.

Compared with Uncle Zou, this person is more reasonable, more eye-catching, and he is the fattest fish.

They will love it.

In the small and cold tool room, he took out the A4 papers with photos in his arms, and watched them burn to ashes by a cluster of flames.

——Uncle Zou, I hate heroes.But I want to live for it and die for it.

Until the scarlet and viscous blood blurred his vision, there seemed to be an ethereal singing voice in his ear...

"Farewell or want to forget all this and live

With this tragic gesture (note)"

A good beginning and a good ending, this is probably his life.

……

In the city, the huge stone clock rang six times long, and the night was swayed by the old man, and the streets covered with a black quilt were covered with cars and horses.

Miyu's online press conference also came to an end smoothly with a little flaw, and the explosive news became the heavy dessert of the evening peak, causing everyone to be in an uproar.

A coquettish electroplated silver Maserati slowly drove away from the main driveway and turned into the underground parking lot of the community.

Xue Han put his arms around the steering wheel, and parked the car in front of the black SUV that was honestly parked in the parking space, completely blocking the way out of the SUV, and he looked like a bandit who blocked the road and robbed.

While humming a little song out of tune, he turned the car key ring with his white and transparent fingertips, and went upstairs waddlingly, looking very happy.

However, when he opened the door of the apartment with ease, he found that the house was pitch black.

It's the third day and Officer Lu hasn't come back yet?

Xue Han didn't notice the fleeting disappointment on his face at all, he changed his slippers on his own, and didn't rush to turn on the light, and went straight to the refrigerator that "shivers" when he saw him past.

The young master took a rare bottle of mineral water today, drank half of the bottle down, closed the refrigerator briskly, and was about to turn on the light...

Seeing this, Xue Han was immediately frightened: "——Fuck!!!!"

Lu Weizheng folded his arms and leaned against the wall silently.

The eyes as deep as the starry sky shone with fragments of light in the darkness, looking at Xue Han flickeringly, like a beast crouching in a stone cave.

For some reason, this posture gave Xue Han the illusion of being caught and raped by his wife at home...

Ah no, look at the muscle lines on Police Officer Lu's arm, after all, she must be a tiger wife, right?

Lu Wei squinted at Xue Han's still-shocked expression, curled the corner of his lips amusedly, and said sarcastically, "Isn't Young Master Xue a rich man? Why do you say shit at a critical moment?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pressed the switch, and the living room suddenly lit up.

I don't know whether it's the glare of the light or the feeling of being speechless. Xue Han touched his forehead and let out a long sigh. There is room for reaction, and I can give you a moving chapter of love."

However, he didn't know how this sentence stepped on Lu Wei's landmine, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, and scanned Xue Han up and down.

The slightly longer broken hair was treated with pomade to make it cool and handsome, revealing a smooth and full forehead and the ear clips on the whitened ear pinnae. The flamboyant and attractive white suit was casually opened, revealing a light gray slim figure inside. The vest wraps around a tight, narrow waist.

Lu Wei's eyes slowly moved up, looking at the exquisite facial features that were born with unruliness that day, and selfishly thought that if there really was a Prince Charming, it would probably be like this.

But this beautiful and delicious appearance did not dissipate Lu Wei's anger even a little bit, and even an evil fire ignited inexplicably, and he said in a low voice: "So, your earth-moving online press conference is Since when did you start preparing?"

Xue Han: "..."

Now that the game is over, Officer Lu is really angry.