exactly

"Maybe, maybe...Lawyer Xi's girlfriend likes women?" Chang Qin, who felt ashamed, tried to cover up his answer, but finally gave Bai Yulan an even more nonsensical answer.

Magnolia: "..."

After thinking for a while, Bai Yulan slowly opened her mouth and said with distress: "Lawyer Xi is so pitiful. He didn't talk about his job, but his girlfriend actually likes women."

Chang Qin hadn't recovered from the impact just now, he only heard Bai Yulan throw another bomb, he was stupid for a full minute, and then he came out belatedly: "Ah?"

"Huh?" Bai Yulan asked in confusion, "Didn't Brother Chang say that Lawyer Xi's girlfriend likes women?"

"No, no." Chang Qin hung his left hand over the steering wheel and waved it slightly, "What did you just say, Lawyer Xi is out of work?"

"Why, didn't Lawyer Xi tell you?" Bai Yulan became more and more confused, "I thought you knew about it a long time ago, so I didn't say it all the time. Some time ago, Lawyer Xi's cases were transferred by the higher authorities, although now it's still not clear. No official document has been issued, but colleagues say that Lawyer Xi has been dismissed."

"Why?" Chang Qin raised his voice and roared angrily. The little guy who was drowsy in the back seat sat up suddenly, and was immediately frightened awake.

The little guy didn't dare to lose his temper in front of strangers, he just stared at his big innocent eyes, pursed his mouth, and looked at his mother aggrievedly. Bai Yulan hurriedly patted his back to comfort him, and then looked into the rearview mirror Chang Qin said tremblingly: "I, I also don't know, I just listened to what my colleagues said, maybe I got it wrong, and it doesn't matter if everyone else is talking nonsense. His word of mouth has always been ranked first, in fact, there are quite a lot of lawyers who are jealous of him in private..."

Chang Qin didn't say anything, just drove the car to the downstairs of Bai Yulan's house without saying a word. After seeing off the mother and child, he didn't go home, but went straight to Xiling's house.

After Xi Ling injured his leg, Chang Qin moved here in the name of taking care of the wounded, and he always carried the spare key of Xi Ling's house with him. However, Xi Ling couldn't resist him, so he had to pack up a few changes of clothes and move into Chang Qin's big house again. Chang Qin had never been to this room since the two moved out together.

Chang Qin changed into his slippers and walked into the house. The house had been idle for a long time, and there was a slight smell of dust in the air. He stood on the empty path between the living room and the dining room, thinking that if it was Xi Ling who appeared here at this time, seeing this What a headache it must be if the house is full of dust.He inspected the familiar layout in the room, feeling infinitely melancholy.In the corner of the sofa not far away, he once hugged Xi Ling and kissed lingeringly...

He turned away his gaze, turned and walked into the bedroom. The bed was as tidy as ever. Xi Ling was not used to making the house too messy. During the short cohabitation days before, Chang Qin was on pins and needles all day long. Throw it away, and immediately a cold light will sweep over him, making his back feel chilly, and finally get up obediently, pick up the clothes and throw them into the washing machine.He always complains that Xi Ling's daily living habits are too strict, he is careful like an old man, and does not allow the house to be stained with dust, every time he wants to be lazy and quit doing housework, he will hold Xi Ling's tender hand, feeling distressed Blowing on it: "You said that you have such beautiful hands, and you always do housework, and your hands will be full of calluses, what a pity."

Xi Ling nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense. Since this is the case, after you finish mopping the floor, wipe the windows by the way." After speaking, he threw the rag into his hand and ran to the study to surf the Internet.

Memories are like a jar of honey, Chang Qin soaked in it, the corners of his mouth kept rising, when he came back to his senses, looking at the almost empty wardrobe, bitterness swept over him like a torrent and tsunami.

"It's all... empty?" He opened his mouth unexpectedly, and then laughed at himself a few times, "Going, it's really thorough..."

Chang Qin pressed his sore temples with his palms, fell on his back on the white sheets, and murmured in a low voice, "Xi Ling..."

It was dawn when Chang Qin woke up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, found his phone under the pillow, looked at the time on the lock screen, and after a few seconds of blankness in his mind, he sat up abruptly and rushed into the bathroom wash up.

The morning at the beginning of each month is a regular meeting of the company. Chang Qin forgot to set the alarm clock the night before, and was late again in the morning. Chang Qin has always been a model employee who is extremely punctual at work. He did not expect two consecutive regular meetings He was late, and last time it was because he had a lot of trouble with Xi Ling on the bed... Chang Qin shook off this damn pervasive memory, sighed, and drove straight to the company.

After the regular meeting, Chang Qin tucked his notebook under his armpit, put his free hands in his pockets, and walked back to the office with a look that didn't deserve a beating. When he passed the office of another group, he saw several female colleagues surrounding him. The computer, chattering and laughing non-stop, discussing something gossipy.

There are a lot of girls who are of marriageable age in the company and they always like to get together to discuss who is the most handsome and who is the most attractive in the company. Chang Qin looks better than Pan An, so he naturally becomes the focus of discussions among female colleagues. Just won the gold medal in the cross-strait and four-region architectural competition, and his reputation has become more and more powerful. Now it has developed to the point where no matter where he goes, he can attract screams, followed by an exaggerated state of falling down with the wind.

Chang Qin flicked his bangs and was about to hold his head high and pass by pretending to be indifferent when he heard a trembling female voice from the desk: "Lawyer Xi is really handsome!"

Chang Qin: "..."

As soon as the female colleague finished howling, she turned her head and met a pair of big bright eyes, staring at the computer screen, which really shocked her, and the water glass on the table rolled to the ground.

"Crack!" The white porcelain cup shattered on the ground like a goddess scattered flowers. Several colleagues exclaimed and hurriedly took a broom to sweep up the debris on the ground. Holding his chest, he complained in shock: "Director Chang, at least make some noise when you walk, you are responsible for scaring people stupid."

But Chang Qin didn't hear it. While those colleagues ran away to clean up the floor, he inserted into the vacant gap, his eyes were still firmly locked on the flickering computer screen, and he asked indifferently: "Is this all?" Did you take it?"

The female colleague with only half of her soul left was stunned for a while, then finally nodded and gave a blank "hmm".

Chang Qin twitched the corner of his mouth calmly, put his finger on the mouse wheel, and flipped through the photos one by one, his heart was full of displeasure, but there was no wave on his face: "You like Lawyer Xi."

The female colleague was not ashamed, and admitted openly: "That's right, not only me, but also her, her, and her, they all took pictures." She pointed her fingers at the other busy workers. Colleagues, selling teammates is very good.

Chang Qin stopped talking, and just flipped through the candid photos without blinking. One by one, they were all of Xi Ling on the night of the Cross-Strait and Four-Region Architecture Awards Ceremony. The beam of light flickers on and off, sometimes lowering his head in contemplation, and sometimes talking to the people around him. No matter how exciting the scene is, it has nothing to do with him. He didn't even glance at the stage. This state stopped abruptly from a certain photo. It was the time when Chang Qin came to the stage to accept the award. Xi Ling no longer kept his ears shut, but raised his head high and focused his eyes on the front. It's not the same, even the people sitting next to him have changed a few times, but no matter how the people around them change, they may lower their heads or look around, Xi Ling's expression remains the same from the beginning to the end, just like a frozen frame , he didn't look away, didn't bury his head to play with his mobile phone, but looked at the stage with good eyes. The red and green beams of light hit his face, and he could clearly see the tails of his slender eyes slightly downwards, and his thin lips tightly pursed , there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, a bright light was reflected in the dark pupils, and the two scorching eyes looking forward were clearly full of pride.

Chang Qindun felt cold all over his body, and the fingers of sliding the mouse stopped moving forward. He didn't dare to turn forward, because no matter how he turned, the expression of the person in the photo was the same. He raised his head and smiled, his eyes were serious and persistent, If it is said that the award presentation that night requires all the attention to be paid attention to, then Xi Ling's expression can be described as pouring his life into it. Chang Qin can't describe the touch that expression brought to him. He just feels that the person in front of him Sitting under the stage and paying attention to himself like this, it seems that all his physical and mental needs are satisfied just by looking at him like this.

What kind of emotion is this?

Chang Qin left the desk in a daze, and grabbed the arm of the female colleague beside him with such force that the other party couldn't help but groaned. He repeated, "Wait for me, wait for me."

A few people were startled by his reaction, and they were about to ask Director Chang if he had taken the wrong medicine, but he ran away like a gust of wind, and after a while, rushed back panting, with a square mobile hard disk in his hand, Apart from anything else, he plugged the data cable into the host computer, took the mouse with his right hand, and skillfully copied all the photos he saw just now into the hard disk.

"Director Chang?" The female colleague looked at him puzzled.

It was only then that Chang Qin noticed the suspicious eyes of the crowd. He coughed a few times and explained calmly, "Lawyer Wan Xi asked me for photos, but I didn't expect you all to take them. Just in time, I can take them home Show him."

Everyone in the company knew that he had a good relationship with Xi Ling, so they stopped doubting him and let Chang Qin pack up the stack of photos and take them away.In the evening, he sat at the desk and looked through each photo carefully, not missing any details during the period. Every time he glanced at it, he felt a knife was gently drawn across the tip of his heart. He never doubted that Xi Ling loved My own feelings, from the beginning to the end, I thought that this past was just my own wishful thinking. The other party had a lover and principles, so how could he be distracted by a few words of teasing? His obedience at that time may be just sympathy, or he was hot-headed. I never thought that it was possible for Xi Ling to really like and even love herself.

But if so, why did he leave without saying goodbye?

And that Vincent, what kind of character is it?

Vincent, who was far away in the UK, sneezed, wiped his nose, cursed with tears streaming down his face, and said, "Damn it, which bastard did it!"

Xi Ling beside him pushed him, frowned and reminded: "You speak more civilized, this is school."

Vincent looked up when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw several blond teachers in the office looking up at them with resentment. Vincent gestured his middle finger under the table, and retracted his head. The dead pig replied in a low voice, not afraid of the boiling water: "What are you afraid of, they don't understand Chinese."

Xi Ling glanced at him speechlessly, ignored him, and looked down at the files on the computer.

The academic matter that I thought could be resolved in a few days, unexpectedly, I have been in the UK for several months, but there is no progress at all. Professor Dou Shi accused Xi Ling of plagiarizing the thesis on the grounds that in a certain issue of the school magazine in the year he graduated, he published An article almost identical to Xi Ling’s graduation thesis, signed by Xi Ling’s tutor, Dou Shi, was published two days before the graduation defense. Your name is a customary rule between teachers and students. Students have no reason and cannot sue their tutor for plagiarism. It is the greatest honor for a student to be able to see your paper and publish it. It is too late for students to be happy, so how can they care about copyright? Question, but if someone is serious about this on the timeline, the tutor can accuse the student of plagiarism, but basically no tutor will do stupid things like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot, like Dou Shi, who in turn bites his lover, It is rare.

Xi Ling was sitting in front of the computer that Dou Shi had used at this time, searching the folder used to collect papers in the past, finding his own paper from it, and confirming the last modification time on it, so as to prove that his paper was much earlier than Published in the school magazine, so that the charge of plagiarism will be self-defeating.

The management of the University of Leicester in the UK is very strict. Usually no one is allowed to enter the teaching building, let alone the professor's office. If Father Ye hadn't called the principal in advance, Xi Ling and Vincent would never have had the chance to search for it. Unexpectedly, the computer that Dou Shi used was completely blank, and all the materials in the year they graduated were cleaned up.

"This is clearly a deliberate plan." Vincent clenched his fists and slammed the table, and Xi Ling gave him another white look, reminding him to keep quiet.

Vincent suppressed the anger in his heart, tightened his face, and asked Xi Ling in a low voice: "It seems that someone deliberately deleted our papers, so that we can't find evidence. Think about it, who else is there besides Dou Shi?" Have such a deep hatred with you?"

Xi Ling didn't expect this at all, and just shook his head blankly after hearing Vincent's words.

Vincent sighed, and reasoned on his own: "I dragged my friend to check Dou Shi's exit records. He hasn't been to the UK in the past few months. Besides, he came here to do this in person. The goal is too obvious and he is easy to be caught. People suspect that since he didn't do it, then someone must be running errands for him." He pushed Xi Ling's elbow, "Think about it carefully, who did you stay with in the past few months, and who was the scariest person around you? Sneaky."

Xi Ling thought about Vincent's words for a while, and suddenly realized that he had been hiding at home to recuperate from his injuries for several months before the incident. The name was Chang Qin who took care of him and recuperated.

Seeing that Xi Ling suddenly lost his mind and there was still an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, Vincent frowned and complained, "What are you thinking about?"

Xi Ling's sanity was pulled back to its original position in a second, he coughed dryly, and concealed: "I don't know, I was injured at that time, and I didn't see anyone."

"Are you injured?" Vincent immediately asked nervously, "What kind of injury did you suffer, is it serious?"

Xi Ling waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling to the other party not to make a fuss: "Small injury, it has been healed for a long time. At that time, Fang Jinwen invited me to play CS with them. I accidentally fell into a pond that had dried up for a long time. I sprained my foot and rested at home for several months."

"What did you say?" Vincent raised his voice, rolled his eyes impatiently under Xi Ling's glaring gaze, and lowered his voice again, "Did Fang Jinwen hurt your leg?"

"..." Xi Ling explained with black hair, "I said I accidentally dropped it myself, and Fang Jinwen just invited me to play with them."

"Aren't you stupid!" Vincent didn't care about the noise anymore, he pulled up Xi Ling who was sitting on the chair, and ran straight out the door.

"What are you doing?" Xi Ling was dragged all the way to the corridor by him, there was a light red mark on his white wrist, he shook off the other's powerful palm, and complained extremely unhappily.

Vincent glanced at the time, stood aside anxiously, wishing he could throw him into the car with his arm on his shoulders, put one hand on Xi Ling's thin shoulder, and urged him to continue walking: "It's getting late, we I have to go to the Public Security Bureau before my friend gets off work, and check the recent exit records below."

Xi Ling suddenly stopped, and looked at the other party with a surprised face: "You suspect Fang Jinwen?"

Vincent looked back at him condescendingly, with unquestionable firmness in his eyes.

"But..." Xi Ling obviously didn't believe it. He opened his mouth but didn't say a word. At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took it out and found an unread message on the lock screen. After swiping open the screen, a text message with just a few words made him feel as if he fell into an ice valley in an instant.

【Xi Ling, I miss you very much.If you see the information, please contact me immediately, okay?I'm in London right now. ——Chang Qin]