enchanting forensic doctor

Malaysia's golden sandy beaches known as the "Land Below the Wind", the beautiful Aegean Sea, romantic Provence, and ancient castles have left his footprints...

Looking at Okinawa's clear and gradual sea water, like a dreamlike coastline, strolling under the blooming cherry trees, calmly admiring the picturesque and intoxicating scenery, and listening to the sound of water and nature between the sea and the sky.Under the sun, looking around as far as the eye can see, the spring cherry blossoms are blooming around you, and the clear mountains are echoed in the distance. The picture combined by the road and the sky extends endlessly, making people worry-free, thought-free, and worry-free.In an instant, all burdens were lifted.

While eating the most popular Baba, delicious osmanthus glutinous rice balls, Yangshuo camellia oleifera, Lipu taro braised pork, Yangshuo persimmon cake, and Yangshuo rice noodles, we chatted with local tourists and residents.

Walking in the humid and quiet Heidelberg, the faint sound of the ancient clock is like time dripping gently.Sometimes, at dusk, a flute came from a room on the top floor, and the piper was leaning against a window where there were tulips.

During the year of walking, Chaoxi has visited many places, seen many scenery, learned a lot of customs, met various people, seen many scenes that he did not know or even never imagined, and learned a lot. a lot of.

Together with the photographer, he traveled across several oceans, feeling the primitive beauty of mouth on the dangerous African savannah.They were born and died, and went deep into no man's land; they stared at the leopard in the camera, and crawled motionless in the grass for more than ten hours, just to "date" the giraffe.He joined the expedition team, from the beginning he rode nervously on the horse's back and held on to the mane tightly, and then he rode the horse and galloped, as if he was a knight who had integrated with the horse; he chatted with the young boy , watching those passionate parkour teenagers flying over the wall and over the obstacles as if they were walking on the ground...

When he was in the water city of Venice, he walked on the famous Bridge of Sighs.The bridge is in the shape of a house, the upper part is covered with a dome, and it is tightly closed. There are only two small windows on the side of the canal.The Bridge of Sighs is famous because it carries a beautiful legend and has good wishes.The Bridge of Sighs used to be a sad existence.Its sigh is the last voice of the condemned prisoners rushing to the execution ground.But now the Bridge of Sighs has become a holy place for lovers, because it is said that lovers kissing under the bridge can last forever.

A row of gondolas drove under the bridge, and pairs of men and women hugged each other in accordance with God's expectations, kissing sweetly, with hopes for a better future.

There were bursts of guitar sounds from the small bridge, plucking Chaoxi's heartstrings.Looking around the painting-like water city, Zhao Xi suddenly felt a little lost.

In May, it’s just the beginning of summer there. I don’t know what he’s doing now, is he doing well?Have you taken good care of yourself?

Everything that he experienced during this journey deeply touched Zhao Xi, and gave him a new understanding of life and life.When I first started traveling, I had a negative attitude of uncertainty.But along the way, after meeting all kinds of people, he felt that his state of mind had changed, and it was just a deviation from what he expected at first—he was not so confused now, Stop feeling sorry for yourself.He became more optimistic, more passionate about life, more tolerant.He has lost the arrogance he once had, and he is no longer as presumptuous as before.Now he seems to have calmed down a lot, and his whole person seems to have become soft and sunny.

The obsessions in my heart, the dissatisfaction and even resentment towards my parents, and the hatred of injustice in the world have all been relieved.After experiencing so much, he knows how to cherish, learn to be grateful, and learn to truly love life.

Now he is no longer the former Zhao Xi who didn't care about anything in the game world. During the year he left, he has been missing, missing friends from afar, and missing his dear children.The flaws in the character that used to have gradually disappeared, and the concerns and infirmities in the relationship have disappeared.

Now he already has enough self-confidence to stand firmly in front of the children, pat his chest and say to him with pride——

I can give you happiness.

The longing in his heart suddenly spread like weeds. At this moment, he missed the child crazily, remembered the lonely eyes of the child when he left, missed his bright smiling face, missed his naughty appearance, and wanted to share endless love with him. At dusk, I want to hold him here, embrace and kiss, and promise forever... At this moment, my thoughts are like a tide... flooding.

Looking at the wonderful and picturesque scenery of Venice, and seeing the purely satisfied smiles of the Venetians, Zhao Xi raised his head and smiled lightly——

Seems like it's time to go back.

Song Weiran had already resigned from the newspaper when Chaoxi was hospitalized.For him, he no longer has the energy to discover and write about the truth of real existence.The original intention of choosing this career is to state the truth and expose the reality, but there are too many rules and helplessness in this society. Since you can't implement your own thoughts, then simply quit, stay aside and be a bystander, quiet Waiting for that person to come back.

He went to Yuemi's coffee shop again, worked as a waiter again, and lived a simple and casual life.Going to help out in the store during the day, chatting with Mu Jin from time to time, learning some new desserts with Brother Yuemi, trying to make some different kinds of coffee, and occasionally having a meal together.In the evening, I walked home slowly alone.

It's just the same street, the same road, passing the same shop, but no one is holding my hand.The other half of the bed at night is always cold.

Sometimes Song Weiran would sit downstairs and watch those glorious old people entertain themselves.Because he is handsome, looks obedient, and plays very happily with the children, so the old people like him very much.Occasionally chatting, teasing the children together, and gradually becoming familiar with those grandparents.I often can’t help but share some delicious snacks at home with him. Appreciate the value of an elderly dance team. Because of the scarcity of male resources, a group of old grandmas often sit on chairs alone when they see him, as if they have nothing to do. Pull him over to fill the number.

At the very beginning, Song Weiran was not very good at the dance steps they danced, and they had to be careful not to step on the feet of the old ladies.His footwork was clumsy and forced at first.But the enthusiasm of the grandmas was so high that three or four grandmas surrounded him and taught him for a whole week.You've seen it almost every night since then -- a young guy among a group of old people over sixty, dancing with them.

"Xiao Ran, it's time to dance with grandma today?"

"Go, go, you danced with Xiaoran the day before yesterday. Today it's my turn."

"I haven't skipped with Xiaoran for several days, it's my turn today."

Song Weiran stood dumbfounded and looked at the lovely old ladies who were dancing with him today. A grandpa who was smoking a cigarette came over and pulled him aside to sit down, looking at the grandmas who were still arguing. Shaking his head straight, "Xiao Song, don't pay attention to them! You don't even look at how old you are, and you still want to get close to young guys! Really!"

Song Weiran couldn't stop laughing at the grandfather who looked contemptuously but kept paying attention to the movements over there.

"Hey, tomorrow is Sunday. If you have anything to do, why don't you go fishing with grandpa!" Grandpa looked at Song Weiran with bright eyes, expectant.

"it is good."

The days are dull and fulfilling.Dancing, fishing, playing chess, chatting with those old grandma and grandpa... Song Weiran gradually realized how joyful and happy this simple and fulfilling life is.Vigorous love is gorgeous and enviable, but plain and happy feelings can make people feel real and at ease.

Time always teaches people many things.

When people are young, they always do a lot of impulsive things, look at problems extremely irrationally, make various mistakes, and have regrets of one kind or another.But that is over after all.

Everyone doesn't know what will happen tomorrow, the only thing everyone can have is now.If you dwell on past mistakes, you can only make yourself unhappy, and you can only make the closest people around you feel sad for you.

After a long time, Song Weiran also learned a lot.I have gradually let go of the mistakes and regrets of the past.He no longer resents his parents' dislike.There is nothing he can do to bring back Ye Zi's death, he can only cherish him silently in his heart.He couldn't reverse Chaoxi's accident.All he can do is stand here, wait for him, wait for him to come back, hold his hand, grow old with him...

It is summer now, the pages of the book are lush and lush, Song Weiran watched the sun hit the treetops, and the dark green palm-shaped book also spit out a slight golden color.Today's weather is very good, the whole body is warm in the sun all afternoon.Watching the sun gradually fade away from the afternoon scene, and turn into the color of dead leaves for half dinner.

Several children in the garden were playing hide-and-seek. The youngest child could not find the child hidden in the flowers, and scratched his head depressedly.Song Weiran raised his head and smiled, do you want to help that little guy?But that's breaking the rules, right?But he has been unable to catch it!

Song Weiran thought about it seriously for a while, but decided not to participate in today's game, the little guy scratching his head is really interesting!

There is a wind blowing, although it is summer, but the wind in the evening is still only cool, the golden red sunset has no temperature, it just stays lightly on the body.

This is probably the last place where the sun can be seen in the whole community, Song Weiran raised his eyes slightly, looking at the sinking sun.

The lights in the community gradually turned on, and soon those grandmas who were using their residual heat should come down, and there will be another war of words for "Xiao Ran".

At the corner of the path in front of you, a man walked quickly, a tall man. When he just turned the corner, he stopped for a while, and then strode forward again.

Song Weiran's heart skipped a beat, the outline of that person seemed...

A name that suddenly appeared in his mind made Song Weiran laugh dumbly, no, that man is not that strong, and his skin is not such a healthy wheat color, but a little pale.Song Weiran shook his head mockingly, admitting to the wrong person.Probably because that person has been away for too long, and I miss him too much.

Song Weiran turned back to look at the sun in the west, half of the sun had already set below the house in the distance.He watched with some regret as the afterglow gradually disappeared. When the sun disappears, it always makes people feel gloomy.If only the sun never set.

"It would be great if the sun never set." A familiar voice sighed in my ear.

He was so surprised that he didn't dare to turn his head to look at that person's appearance, and the hand that was originally on the back of the chair began to tremble unconsciously.But he couldn't help but want to be sure.

The hand on the back of the chair was gradually being held in the palm and tightened.

Turning her head slowly, she stared blankly at the person in front of her, "You...you... are back."

Against the light, a pair of pure black and bright eyes looked at him gently, like a lake, with the sunset glow all over the sky and Song Weiran's shadow, "It's me, I'm back."

"I'm back, with you."

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, two young figures hug each other quietly under the hazy and beautiful sunshine...

THEENDING

The author has something to say: This is the end of the text of "Monster", thank you for your company since the consensus.

This article is the product of Cassie's impulse. There is no outline, the writing style is relatively green, and the story is not full enough.Thank you for your tolerance and encouragement for Cassie's initial writing.Thank you for your support and encouragement, because of you, this story is what it is now.Only then did the present Chaoxi and Weiran exist.Thank you~