Hunt down

Zhou Jiming followed Song Nai to his room. It was too noisy outside and in the hall, so the two found a relatively quiet place.

Song Nai's room has been tidied up, and the furnishings in the house are not much different from before, except that the bed has been replaced with a smaller one, the desk has been replaced with a larger one, and the room smells faintly of air freshener.

There is no place for outsiders to sit in Song Nai's room, only an elm chair next to the desk, and then the bed.

Zhou Jiming walked to the desk, pulled out the chair, picked up the chair by the backrest and turned it around half a circle, and sat down facing Song Nai who was closing the door.

It can be seen that Song Nai is really busy during this period, his bed has not had time to make up, the quilt and sheets are messy, a small part of the pillow at the end of the bed has fallen out, and a corner of the pajamas is exposed from the thin quilt. look familiar.

In Zhou Jiming's sight, Song Nai walked to the bed in a panic, stuffed the pajamas into the thin quilt, picked up the pillow and put it on it, and sat down.For a few seconds, Song Nai looked around helplessly.

"Ahem." Song Nai coughed twice in a concealed manner, "Go ahead."

The way Zhou Jiming kept staring at him was really unbearable, his face was hot, Song Naiquan thought it was because the air conditioner was not turned on in the room.

"Here." Zhou Jiming didn't say anything, took out Zhu Bing's diary and handed it to him, "I'll keep it for you."

Most of the heat on Song Nai's face faded in an instant, he went to look at the book, and the book seemed to have eyes, looking at him there, as if it was angry, complaining, and scolding angrily.

"You're having a good time. How can you forget me? How can you be so at ease? You're having a good time!"

It seems to be saying these words.

"Take it." Zhou Jiming stretched his hand forward again, "There are a lot of things about you recorded in it."

Song Nai looked at Zhou Jiming with some horror.

Zhou Jiming said softly, "I need to investigate the case, I have read all the content in it, and I understand the general situation, so you don't have to worry."

Although Zhu Bing has a good relationship with Song Nai, Song Nai didn't know about the diary, and Song Nai didn't know what she wrote.

But if Zhou Jiming can learn a lot about crimes in the orphanage from the diary, it means that there are many related things mentioned in the diary, and from Zhou Jiming's tone and eyes, he can feel that there is also something about himself in it.

"Is her... bones still there?" Song Nai slowly took Zhu Bing's diary, "Is... still there?" He asked again as if confirming.

"Yes." Zhou Jiming stared at Song Nai, "I'll tell you during the cremation, you must have a lot to say to her."

"Yeah." Song Nai lowered his head and replied in a muffled voice.

The two of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Regarding Song Nai's matter, it seemed that he himself didn't want to mention it now. Zhou Jiming bent his left elbow, put it on the back of the chair, and asked in a more relaxed tone, "This group of children What should I do? Is there a way to resettle it?"

Song Nai stroked the corner of the diary subconsciously, and whispered softly, "Some other orphanages have called, and someone should come to take them away soon." Song Nai's tone was lighter, "I always You can’t keep looking at them.”

"Well." Zhou Jiming replied decisively, "This is the best solution so far. After all, there are still a lot of children, and a more long-term and stable growth environment is needed. Your place is not the most suitable place now."

"Yes." Song Nai did not refute.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and both of them can feel the tired face of the other, especially Song Nai's voice is a little hoarse when he speaks now.

"Did you... have a good sleep these days?" Zhou Jiming asked.

Song Nai seemed to think of something, suddenly moved his body, sat down on the bed again, and then nodded slightly.

"I still want to thank you. At that time, I could predict the whereabouts of these children in advance, and arranged everything so thoughtfully, so that I could handle the case for us without any worries. Thank you for your hard work."

Song Nai listened quietly to Zhou Jiming's words, and his body gradually felt a strong sense of fatigue. The voice in his ears could not enter his brain at all, and could only pass by his ears for a while before disappearing.

Song Nai only sleeps for an average of two hours a day these days. Most of the time, he takes a shower for 10 minutes, and falls asleep hastily for more than an hour. Then he is woken up in a hurry because of some business. He hasn’t slept well for a long time. Also been on tight terms, he was so tired.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, when Zhou Jiming left, or when he lay down on the bed, and his pajamas were changed...

Song Nai blinked his eyes in a daze, he was still buffering in his mind why he was on the bed, he had been talking to Zhou Jiming all the time, how could he fall asleep, changed his clothes, and he didn't feel sticky from sweating... etc. wait wait wait!

Pajamas... pajamas... pajamas? !

Song Nai stared at his clothes and sat up suddenly from the bed. It was already dark and the windows were closed. Zhou Jiming turned on the air conditioner for him and adjusted the temperature to a moderate level.

He found out!He must have found out!

Song Nai climbed out of bed twice, picked up the mobile phone on the desk, he wanted to confirm one thing, and sure enough, after unlocking it, he saw an unread email, which was sent by Zhou Jiming.

what did he say?What will he say? !

Song Nai almost stopped breathing, and opened the text message with trembling fingers:

Seeing that you are too tired, I didn't wake you up, take a good rest, I will contact you on the day of cremation, sweet dream.

No mention, not a single word, why?Didn't you find it!

Zhou Jiming didn't realize that he was under the thin quilt, and what he didn't want him to see, and the pajamas he was wearing at this moment, was it the home clothes that Zhou Jiming wore from Zhou Jiming's house?