[Yongman] Male god, you lost a second-hand

Leaning lazily by the window, looking at the changing street scene outside, obviously not wanting to talk, Shen Tu also swallowed the opening remarks he had prepared.

The two people along the way remained silent until An Yan got off the car and walked into the community, where his figure disappeared around the corner.

Temporary episode

May I always be treated tenderly by you

Note: This episode is generally about Tu Yan's private communication, so as to avoid people thinking that Shen Tu's importance to An Yan is too inexplicable. I will never admit that because the feature film only has a beginning, I will take this first to let you pad your stomach.

It has been several days since the first case was closed, and the special case team has returned to its usual calm. An Yan, who was leaning against the window, looked at the dark sky outside the window. An explosion exploded on the roof of the building, and An Yan shuddered, jumping a few steps away from the window immediately in fright.

And this action was completely watched by Shen Tu not far away, seeing that An Yan was like a frightened little rabbit, with a faint pampering on the corner of his mouth, this bastard.

A few minutes before getting off work, An Yan looked anxiously at the thunder and lightning outside the window. He was not familiar with these people, so he couldn't say anything about staying overnight. It's so good to rub.

As people walked less and less, An Yan walked up and down in the special case team more and more restlessly. Others asked if there was something urgent, but An Yan could only perfunctorily say that he couldn't get a taxi home when it was raining. It's just a little annoying. Others don't know that An Yan lives not far from the police station, and it's less than 10 minutes' walk away.

The pale fluorescent lights in the house were turned on, reflecting An Yan's pitiful expression, like a homeless stray cat.

In the end, only Shen Tu and An Yan were left in the special case team. Shen Tu patted An Yan on the head angrily and amusingly. Since we allow you to stay with both of them, we have already admitted that you are us. The companions who advance and retreat together are afraid of thunder and lightning. If you want to stay overnight, just say it.

The first time he saw An Yan, he found that An Yan always had a kind of alienation from them. He didn't know if it was an illusion, because this feeling disappeared in a second.

"Let's go, Erhuo, go home." Shen Tu grabbed An Yan's collar and took him out of the special case team, walking towards the door of the police station.

An Yan, who was being carried all the way by Shen Tu, didn't realize it for a while, and asked stupidly: "Which house?"

Shen Tu laughed out loud: "Which family are you talking about, of course it is my family."

"Ah? Why are you going to your house?"

"Oh~" Shen Tu's tone rose deliberately, "The one will take you back to your own home."

"Forget it, forget it, I haven't been to your house yet."

Putting on Shentu's pajamas, An Yan squatted in front of Shentu's floor-to-ceiling windows and watched the heavy rain outside... Bean-sized raindrops hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving streaks of rain on it, and suddenly remembered some bad things from his childhood. The memory, that is also the story of a heavy rain, maybe even bigger than the current rain.

"An Yan!" Shen Tu's voice came from behind, interrupting An Yan's thoughts. Turning his head, he saw Shen Tu leaning against a piano and looking at him, "Can you play the piano?"

"I can only play the guitar." An Yan shook his head in disappointment.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." As he spoke, he walked over with strides, pulled An Yan up and forced him to sit on the chair in front of the piano, and turned over a page of music that was somewhat yellowed, with a dusty smell. It has not been opened for a long time, Shen Tu stretched out his fingers to press two keys on the keyboard, and said carefully: "Put your fingers on these two keys."

Then he pointed out a movement on the music score, his tone was much gentler than usual, "Bounce from here."

An Yan stretched out two index fingers, and pressed those two keys on the keyboard awkwardly.

Shen Tu reminded from the side: "Play rhythmically, four to eight beats."

"What four-eight beat?" An Yan turned his head to look at Shen Tu, and found that he had put his hands down and started to play, and said in a panic: "Wait a minute..."

Before the words were finished, Shen Tu played on his own, the slightly sad cominghome melody was flowing slowly under Shen Tu's fingers, and An Yan, who was in a half-confused state, stiffly used two fingers to cooperate With the main theme of Shentu.

Soon An Yan caught up with Shen Tu's rhythm. Although he was still very unfamiliar, the music played by the ensemble was very pleasant, and the full sense of happiness made him feel particularly happy. The sound of the rain outside was covered by the soothing sound of the piano. , The cooperation between the two is becoming more and more perfect, like an innate tacit understanding.

Shen Tu smiled gently and looked at An Yan, who was also smiling with his head down. His heart suddenly seemed to be filled with something. It was warm. He had heard his mother play this piece when he was a child, and he liked it the first time he heard it. At that time, he worked hard to learn the piano. He was 17 years old that day, and he had already played the piece of coming home proficiently, but she passed away before he could play it to her.

Since then, he has never played this piece again, afraid of touching that feeling. Since his mother passed away, he has never felt the warmth of home, and it is out of his control to take out this sheet music today. He just took An Yan home and let him spend the night in Hu's guest room. For some reason, seeing An Yan squatting by the window made him think of himself, that kind of orphan-like loneliness.

Playing this song again, there is no sadness as expected, but a very down-to-earth feeling, just like returning home when I was a child, when my mother was preparing dinner, and the people around me were a little stupid with two sticks As she poked the keys with her fingers, Shen Tu smiled softly.

Probably the most beautiful thing in the world is this

Meet a partner who is very compatible with you

That you understand me and I understand you

A tacit understanding that others do not understand

When it's stormy outside

we play together in the house

warm and quiet

Feel at ease like coming home

Special Cases: Tumi Blossoms ([-])

Pushing open the door of the special case team, An Yan walked in holding a cup of hot chocolate milk tea. Before he had time to say hello to everyone, the milk tea in his hand was stretched out by the person walking behind. An Yan, who was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it, looked sadly at Shen Tu who had just pulled up a chair and sat down, drinking milk tea generously, and said softly, "Boss."

"En, what's the matter?" Shen Tu deliberately shook the chocolate milk tea in his hand, looking at An Yan's look of wanting to blame himself but couldn't, he thought it was amusing, so that when he saw him, he wanted to tease him, and his mood would be better No, I really don't know what kind of place can raise this kind of bastard.

However, this flavor of milk tea is quite good to drink. Looking at the sign, it seems that it is the only Qingfeng milk tea shop near the police station. When the consignor buys two more cups, it will be regarded as an apology to the second-hand goods.

"No." An Yan shook his head helplessly, walked to his seat and sat down helplessly, but he didn't know how shocking the scene just now was to other people.

It's rare for them to see the boss joking with others, let alone such a vicious joke, and their boss has never drunk this kind of milk tea that girls love so much before!It's still chocolate, they really can't take it.

Jian Shi asked tentatively; "Boss, when did you have such a bad taste? You still like to drink chocolate milk tea?" The others nodded one after another, looking at Shen Tu with eagerness for knowledge.

Gazes over those people indifferently, Shen Tu took a sip of milk tea unhurriedly, put away the banter on his face, and said coldly: "Very idle?"

The others shook their heads one after another, returned to their posts, pretended to be good employees who worked hard, and were afraid that the boss would throw a lot of work to themselves if they were unhappy, but they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, right? Wrong, this is their leader, a high-altitude flower that grows in the snow-capped mountains, what a joke just now, the chocolate milk tea is a complete illusion!illusion!They hypnotize themselves in this way.

At that time, the needle slowly pointed to twelve, An Yan, who couldn't sit still, immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

"You don't have to be in such a hurry even if you're hungry, there's still food in the cafeteria, haha." Lin Fen looked at An Yan who looked like he had hemorrhoids all morning, and couldn't help teasing him.

"Ah?...That, I, no." An Yan hesitated, glanced at Shentu a few times, not knowing what to say, could he say that because the boss robbed him of his milk tea, so he wanted Go buy another cup, he has developed the habit of a cup of milk tea every day long ago, the silky sweetness makes him feel very satisfied.

A stack of documents was smashed on An Yan's head, Jian Shi smiled and said to Lin Fen: "Lin Fen, don't bully people who are soft and waxy, you rough guys, it's hard for you to get a cute thing What should I do if I was scared away by you." Then he turned to An Yan and said, "Okay, hurry up while you are at lunch, maybe you will be gone if you go late."

An Yan scratched his head, smiled embarrassingly, thanked Jian Shi, pushed open the door and ran out in a hurry, it was really too embarrassing to cover his face.

On the contrary, Lin Fen looked at An Yan's fleeing back, and sighed: "Hey! Dare to go to the cafeteria, maybe it's a little girlfriend, tsk tsk."

Jian Shi laughed out loud with a "poof", and smashed Lin Fen's face with a large stack of bound documents in his hand, Lin Fen hurriedly caught the heavy stack of documents with his hands and feet, darling, if this is true His beautiful and flowery face was not destroyed but also disabled.

"What are you thinking about? An Yan is so simple, can he be the same as you!" Guessing that An Yan