Nine Prison Rings

No mortal can hide his secrets, and though his mouth may be silent, his fingers are talkative.

However, Fang Yixi, who already knew that the two were in the same camp, still understood the meaning of knocking mountains and shaking tigers in Chen Zhirong's words.

Could it be that there is a problem with the trust between them?

Chen Zhirong's face and the toughness in his speech revealed a sense of blame and questioning.Audibly, not so friendly.

If this is the case, for Yixi, there is a good opportunity to see the stitches.

The key to unraveling the doubts in his heart still lies in this Chen Zhirong - his identity is not just a policeman.

Thinking about it, Yixi's gaze lingered on Chen Zhirong's face in a strange way—the tough and resolute facial lines, the dark yellow complexion that has been weathered by the years; every wrinkle seems to be embedded with endless depths, which is daunting.

who are you?

A sharp light met Yixi Shuimu out of thin air... Before he could retract his hesitant and speculative eyes, he was pierced straight into the chest by the other party!

In an instant, it was like a thorn in the middle.

"Where is Mr. Fang? Can you tell me something about the deceased?"

"Ah?" Fang Yixi didn't expect that he would ask himself, and because of the reckless gaze just now, he felt uneasy, and was a little flustered.

"You know, I don't have a good impression of him. I have almost no contact with him, and I am not familiar with him. What can I offer you?"

Chen Zhirong smiled lightly, his expression was monotonous; the words he said were so rich that people could associate with them a lot.

"I forgot, Mr. Fang has a deep relationship with the deceased...Especially recently, people who have interacted with you seem to be in constant trouble. I really hope that this is our official business. The last time I met you was good."

Yixi feels like sitting on pins and needles, as if there is a fire burning under his buttocks - it can be heard clearly and secretly that his spring and autumn brushwork is not intended for good.

"Why would you want to bother Officer Chen? It's just that many things are out of my control. I can't take care of other people's affairs. I just have to take care of myself."

Yixi's reply is also soft and firm.

"If everyone is like Mr. Fang, take care of yourself. If we are the police, we will save a lot of trouble..."

Chen Zhirong lengthened the ending sound strangely, and looked at Yixi from afar——making him feel a hot burning on his cheek.

Fang Yixi vaguely felt that Chen Zhirong's attitude towards him was not as kind as before; it seemed that every word and every word was pointing at him, even in the form of a warning.

It was as if he was pressuring him every step of the way, but the implication was all aimed at Luo Xiu.It is obvious that he is expressing his anger and reprimand to him; standard accusations and scolding.

Luo Xiu looked at Yixi's anxiety and nervousness with distaste, feeling distressed for a while.He would rather Chen Zhirong be the target of trouble than himself, rather than Yixi to bear the embarrassment.

"Officer Chen, because of the special working environment, Yixi has too many people to deal with. It's a mess, there are all kinds of people. It's not that he can hand over whoever he wants, and he doesn't care whoever he wants to ignore. Yes. Everyone is trying to make a living, and they have to do it..."

Luo Xiu's words are dignified and reasonable; the meaning of protecting each other is more and more obvious when he speaks.

Chen Zhirong's yellow eyes suddenly sharpened, with the strength to penetrate the heart and lungs.There was a slight smile, neither yin nor yang.

"It's difficult because Dr. Luo is thoughtful and thoughtful. After all, he is a great professor with a professional level. As policemen, we are also humane and will understand the embarrassment in the life of the client. But for the deceased, we will also give them a fair The confession. In comparison, the dead don’t speak nonsense.”

"That's natural." Luo Xiu nodded in agreement, "Either a person doesn't believe in his own death at all, or he is subconsciously convinced that he is not dead."

Luo Xiu quoted Freud's words and responded to Chen Zhirong's sarcasm.In a few words, it is also a counterattack without showing weakness, meaning to resist.

Chen Zhirong didn't know who Freud was, but he could hear the displeasure in his words.If there is a big disagreement, in the next minute, you can tear up your face with him without any scruples.Sure enough, this university student is not so easy to deal with; nor is he as easily manipulated as imagined.

Chen Zhirong sneered coldly in his heart: No matter how clever you are, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers; don't forget, the older the ginger, the hotter it is!

Speaking of this, it has reached the point of exhaustion.

Chen Zhirong bowed and said goodbye with great interest.Whether it is really assisting in the investigation, or just putting on a show; in short, the superficial work has ended quite satisfactorily.

Luo Xiu just stood up and said "goodbye" politely; Fang Yixi politely walked to the door and turned around when he saw someone driving away.

Years of professional habits have made him courteous and considerate in dealing with people no matter how his emotions fluctuate.Therefore, this is why, no matter how cold and arrogant Yixi is, he can never be hated.

In fact, most people feel comfortable dealing with him.

"Is this thing over?" Yixi couldn't help looking at Luo Xiu without worry, "I don't think that Police Officer Chen is a person who will let it go."

"It's okay. I'll take care of it." Luo Xiu's fingers slid across his cheeks, tenderly, "I've taken care of everything that's not good for you. There's nothing to worry about."

"That policeman doesn't seem to like you. Just now, he targeted you everywhere." Yixi asked knowingly, and then asked tentatively: "Did you offend him before?"

"I don't know him at all, so where's the chance to offend him?" Luo Xiu's tone changed inadvertently, "The policeman's professional habits should be like that."

As expected, Luo Xiu answered in a secretive manner, categorically denying the facts they knew.Yixi was a little disappointed, he knew that this person was hiding many things from him; even he knew another fact: they couldn't be honest with each other.

It is clear that two people are sharing the same bed and sharing the same bed, and their ears and temples are rubbed together; in their hearts, they are separated by mountains and seas, and they are far away.These barriers need to be broken through sincerity and frankness; unfortunately, for them, this is precisely the most difficult.Who has the courage to face the most real despicable and dirty self?Even if it was just once.

Yixi didn't want to, and he couldn't expose Luo Xiu's lies; he might not tell fewer lies than others.He was afraid that once some dusty past was exposed to the sun, he might not even get a little bit of pity from him; let alone love and hate.

"That's right... Maybe you are as tough as him. Police officer Chen was very polite to me before." Yixi whispered: "Did he realize today that we are so ambiguous? Chu's relationship, that's why it's like that. After all, many people can't accept it."

"Don't worry about what other people think, they live their lives, we live ours. Whoever is happy knows it in his heart."

Luo Xiu rubbed his fluffy hair and smiled at Yan Yan.

"Are you happy with me?"

Yixi's heart is depressed, and he can't get what he wants; it makes him want to prove a piece of happiness, which in his opinion, even if it is tinged with despair.

Luo Xiu squinted his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on his face motionlessly: the bottom of Yixi's pupils rippled with light and shadows -- vividly flickering with uneasiness and confusion.

"I'm with you, it's not just as simple as being happy. It's richer than this..."

The corners of Luo Xiu's slightly raised mouth and magnetic voice made the atrium tremble faster.

Yixi looked at him foolishly—in his brain, there were gorgeous bubbles flying all over the sky.

If the gods are there, please give me a clear indication: How sincere is this?How hypocritical?If the words are beautiful, don't they all hide sharp knives that hurt people?

"Xiu, when this matter is over, I want to sell the house and resign; go to a place where no one knows me and start a new life. Would you like to let go of everything here and come with me?"

Fang Yi asked hesitantly, his heart beating wildly, not knowing what answer he would give him.

Luo Xiu didn't speak for a long time, and the sound of his inner struggle seemed to be heard in the air...

Yixi couldn't wait for a response, and finally had to face her own sorrow.Very discouraged, he said quietly: "I know, you have achieved great success here, and the business has spread a lot, so you can't just end it casually. You don't need to pay attention to these nonsense, I'm just afraid of dying here. At that time, you let go Leave me, let me go, okay?......"

"You want me to let you go, it's impossible..." Luo Xiu's deep voice was resolute.

For a while, Yixi felt a little bit of coolness spreading from his heart... It was the coldness that seemed to freeze his heart.

"Wherever you are, stay by my side. Whether here or anywhere else."

One sentence almost fell straight to hell, and one sentence pulled Yixi back to heaven.

"You mean...you agreed?" Fang Yixi was overwhelmed with surprise, he held Luo Xiu's arm tightly, and asked in disbelief.

"When did my words not count?!" Luo Xiu raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "Just follow your wish."

Yixi was so excited that he didn't know what to do, his eyes were wet, and he had the urge to cry.

Luo Xiu went on to say: "I will arrange the business affairs as soon as possible and find someone to take over. Some real estate, which should be sold, will be exchanged for cash. I will take you abroad to a place you want to go. During this time , you can think carefully about where you want to go."

Yixi couldn't help but say, "With you, we can go anywhere, as long as we leave here."

His joy deeply infected Luo Xiu.

It turns out that making the people you care about happy is such a simple thing.Fortunately, I didn't hesitate for too long; fortunately, I can bravely let go of the burden and grasp the happiness that is close at hand.

The past, let him go; deep in the past, no one can escape, and will not get real happiness!

I am a psychiatrist, and I should have the most ability to let myself heal mentally first.