appendix!Closing report

After finishing all the work in hand, there was only one day left for Xin Jian to report to the high-level inspection.

He returned all the relevant access documents and keys of the procuratorate. After the farewell meeting was over, he escaped from the farewell party that others wanted to hold for him, quietly left it in Fu Zhi's office, and dragged him out.

The man being dragged looked sleepy, with a cigarette in his mouth, and he was a little wobbly when he walked.

"I said, what's wrong with you early in the morning?" You were in such a bad mood that you could speak in a strong nasal voice, Xin Jian pulled him out of the procuratorate before smiling: "It's the last day, let's go shopping with me Go shopping."

Anyway, it's a place where I've worked for several years.

It is impossible to say that there is no emotion at all.

Fu Zhi rolled his eyelids lazily: "There's no one here, who are you pretending to miss?"

I really can't bear it, and I won't leave.

He never made it clear whether he was dissatisfied with Xin Jian's departure, but it was one thing to know in his heart that the ending could not be changed, but another to be unhappy.

For a person who is about to leave, the best way is to walk away quickly and thoroughly.

Instead of skipping work while dragging his things around: "You go to the high-level inspection to be promoted, and I still have a lot of work to do. The director scolds me, do you bear it?"

After listening to his complaint, Xin Jian looked back at him, then shrugged without psychological pressure: "You can call me again, then connect it and put it in front of the director for him to spray."

There is an allusion to this incident.

It was the same as before when Xin Jian played cards out of common sense to offend the director. The old director who had been cut off outside called Fu Zhi into the office and scolded him for more than half an hour. Fu Zhi called Xin Jian on the cell phone in front of the director, and then put it on the table for the director to continue scolding.

Some volcanoes are covered with ice.

And some icebergs are under fire...

Thinking of the past, Xin Jian smiled a little deeper. It was rare that he was in a good mood and didn't pay attention to the gunpowder in Fu Zhi's words. He just dragged him onto the bus and walked all the way to the entrance of the cinema.

"I still owe you a movie, let's make it up."

After talking, pay for the ticket and buy the ticket, no matter what the content of the latest show is, just take the ticket and go in.

Fu Zhi was dragged into the screening room completely passively, and couldn't help but frowned as he recalled his last date with Xin Jian that ended without a problem.

What he is doing now is meaningless and no different from being an idiot.

But, when he was sitting in the theater, he didn't want to leave...

What was on the screen? Even if he saw it, his eyes couldn't draw a conclusion in his brain. Fu Zhi didn't know if he was really in a bad mood because he didn't sleep well. With the constantly changing images in front of his eyes, he felt that Xin Jian was sitting next to him, and his whole body was in a state of alert.

So when Xin Jian held his hand, he froze suddenly and almost jumped up from his seat.

But Xin Jian didn't look back.

Holding Fu Zhi's hand, the person seems to be engrossed in watching a movie.

At this time, few people come here to waste time. There are a few scattered people. There is one in the front row who is particularly engaged in watching and laughing all the time. The others are not so much amused by the movie as they are. influenced by this person.

For a moment, it seemed that only Fu Zhi was absent-minded.

When the movie was halfway through, he slightly moved his uncomfortable hand.

Maintaining one movement for a long time probably means that the blood is not circulating.

Then in the next second, Xin Jian firmly fixed it at the original place with almost crushing strength.

Fu Zhi gasped, and couldn't help turning his head to stare at Xin Jian, but he just met the other's focused gaze.

There seemed to be too many words in Xin Jian's eyes.

He looked at Fu Zhi, and refused to let go of the strength in his hands. The expression on his face was a little dissatisfied, a little angry, a little wronged, and a little gentle...

Fu Zhi felt his heart was hit hard.

The free hand clenched subconsciously, and the tightly pursed lips revealed the truly intense emotions in his heart.

Then, this time, Xin Jian looked away first.

After feeling that Fu Zhi was not refusing but just wanted to relax, he moderately eased his strength, and then simply pulled Fu Zhi's hand across the armrest between the two of them and pulled it into his arms, stroking it one after another. The stiff expression gradually returned to normal.

Movies are boring after all, after the movie ended, Xin Jian dragged Fu Zhi to dinner again.

What they ordered was similar to what the two of them liked before, except this time Xin Jian ordered a bottle of wine.

"Is one bottle enough? I never knew how much you drink."

Fu Zhi never confesses to others. The two have known each other for such a long time. When Xin Jian was still drunk, Fu Zhi seemed to use all kinds of excuses every time he drank. When people lie down, he is the only one who is awake.

But if you really think about it, he didn't drink too much.

But Fu Zhi just raised his eyebrows at this question: "Maybe you don't have enough money."

This answer is so provocative...

Xin Jian quickly added three more bottles, opened the bottle and poured a full glass into Fu Zhi's cup: "Today, let's see who gets down first!"

"Let's say it first, I will never send you back if you hang up."

After saying this, Fu Zhi raised his hand and took a cup.

After finishing the drink, he looked at Xin Jian's surprised expression: "...you had a miserable day." One meal lasted almost four hours.

Twelve bottles of beer went down, cold dishes were served after the hot dishes were finished, and snacks were served after the cold dishes were finished.

Taking advantage of a little alcohol, Fu Zhi almost finished all the various troubles that Xin Jian did after entering the procuratorate, including that he never cooks by himself, and even rushed into his office to ask him to take off his pants during the court session. .

"I was discussing the case with Sister Wang at the time, and you came in and yelled to take off your pants, just like a beast!"

After Fu Zhi finished speaking, he probably felt that the wording was inappropriate, so he corrected himself again: "No, it's a beast!"

It was before Xin Jian went to court that he found that he hadn't taken out his trousers after washing them. They usually wore little uniforms when they were in the procuratorate, and when they didn't go to court, almost no one wanted to wear a lifeless dark suit all day long. Xin Jian threw it away in the wash and didn't think about the follow-up issues. He didn't think about it until he was about to go to the court. Then, just as Fu Zhi said, he rushed directly to the office to ask Fu Zhi to take off his pants.

Recalling the appearance at that time, Xin Jian also smiled: "But... you still took off at that time..."

By the way, even the tie was taken for him.

At that time, I felt that many things that Fu Zhi did were taken for granted. The two of them cared about each other, ran on each other, and had to be scolded together.

Xin Jian crossed the dining table, touched Fu Zhi's neck, and pinched it moderately.

"Fu Zhi, do you know what will happen to me if I love someone?"

At this time, he was actually a little drunk.

What he said wasn't very clear, and the way he stared at Fu Zhi and smiled was hazy, a bit silly, but surprisingly direct.

Before Fu Zhi could speak, he had already answered on his own.

——"I will give him the key to my gate!"

After swearing, he raised the corner of his mouth...

Fu Zhi always thought Xin Jian's smile was pretty.

It's probably because ordinary people can't get to his lack of pumping, and they always have that confident attitude, as if no one cares about him.

But the next moment, Xin Jian lay on the table and did not move.

Fu Zhi pushed him and realized that he was really dying, and finally couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and cursed mercilessly.

Sure enough, no matter what the previous agreement was, in the end it was he who cleaned up the mess.

After paying the money, he took a taxi and took Xin Jian back home. When Fu Zhi struggled to get out of the elevator, he almost wanted to throw Xin Jian to the ground.

He found the keys in Xin Jian's trouser pocket, and tried them one by one.

"Fuck... why is it wrong?"

There were not many in total, and after trying them one by one, he found that none of them could be opened. Fu Zhi shook off the key chain a little annoyed, and raised the key suspiciously after hearing a familiar voice.

Why does this key look so familiar...

After this thought flashed through his mind, Fu Zhi finally realized dully that the key belonged to him.

Suddenly, as if someone was whispering in his ear, Xin Jian's words in the restaurant "I will give him the key to my house!" exploded in his ears.

With trembling hands, he touched the pocket where he was used to keeping his keys.

After taking it out, I was stunned in place.

The key belongs to Xin Jian.

Hanging on it was a crumpled note that had been crumpled.

Xin Jian's handwriting is flamboyant.

Come live with me.

A few simple words, reflected in front of Fu Zhi's eyes, seemed to be chiseled in the air by something, and he felt a shocking feeling.

Then the next moment, Xin Jian, who was originally drunk and didn't know anything about people, hugged him from behind.

"Fu Zhi...I like you...give us a chance..."