moonlight sinking

After the meeting at the city bureau that day, Yanchun never went there again.

But every day when he opens the group, he can almost see the criminal police chatting.

What can be said casually on WeChat is of course not the details of the case. Ye Jiu was lukewarm about the introduction of intelligent auxiliary equipment at the beginning, thinking that this thing looks high-end, but it has no practical effect.

Now it's really installed, and I finally tasted the sweetness.

A group of rough men exchanged experience in the group when they had nothing to do, and sometimes asked him if he was free to come and test the psychoanalysis section.

Yanchun declined on the grounds that she was busy with the public welfare project of the research center.

He drew a cordon for himself, the scale was clear and fine, and Jing Hanyu was on the other side of the cordon, and he was still far away from the cordon, so he was considered safe for the time being.

Although Jinghanyu's sudden appearance was unexpected by him, he was different from ten years ago. He could see the cordon. As long as he didn't cross it, there was a work relationship between them. , and nothing will happen that he can't handle.

So a lot of pain when I was young was just because I was not strong enough, and when I was driven to a desperate situation, I could only go crazy, escape, and never see you again.

Now he can watch Jinghanyu from the safe zone.

Thinking about it this way, reunion doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

But when the group said that Jing Hanyu went to the bureau to adjust the equipment for three consecutive days, Yan Chun frowned.

The research center and the Criminal Investigation Academy also have similar intelligent auxiliary equipment, and the partner company usually sends people to provide services at any time.

But which company does the boss personally come to serve?

A few days later, Yanchun saw Aite himself, went in and saw several "Boss Jing" in the chat history, and Aite's was Jiang Huihui, so he asked him to come and say hello to Boss Jing.

An unknown profile picture said: It's okay, Mr. Yan should be very busy.

The corners of Yanchun's eyes twitched a few times, causing his vision to be a little distorted.

He hastily clicked on the profile picture, it was a landscape photo with no characteristics, and the nickname was very straightforward, it was Jing Hanyu directly.

They brought Jinghanyu in!

This group is not a work group of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Anyone who has a relationship with the detachment can join, but not everyone can join, except family members.

After Yanchun broke the criminal police's prejudice against consultants, she was also pulled in.

Therefore, this group of people still has principles, and it must be recognized at work.

Yanchun almost opened Jinghanyu's circle of friends, but finally held back and retreated to the group, and more than ten chat records were swiped.

He replied in the early morning: I was busy just now, I didn't see it, welcome.

"Welcome" was originally followed by "Mr. Jing", but he seemed to feel that this word was hot, so he deleted it before sending it out.

This is the best recovery time he has calculated. He is a social animal who works two jobs. It is common for him not to sleep in the middle of the night. Jinghanyu High School has a stable schedule, like a robot. He must go to bed before 12 o'clock, and he probably won't be able to sleep now. too late.

When he sent this message, Jing Hanyu would see it tomorrow morning, and it might have been overwhelmed by the morning's messages.

But anyway, he exchanged pleasantries and was not rude.

However, 1 minute later, Jing Hanyu actually replied: Thank you.

Yanchun looked at the lukewarm two words for a long time, and then simply put away the phone.

I didn't sleep well at night. When Yanchun arrived at the research center in the morning, he yawned a few times, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Why did you go last night? It's rare to see you so listless."

Yuan Le handed over a cup of coffee, and there were two large characters written in the position of the eyes: curious.

Yanchun took the coffee to continue his life, and lied, "Look at the materials from the Municipal Bureau."

"Tsk, they're really rude. They caught you, and you're all bald."

"...not bald."

Yuan Le is Yanchun's colleague. They are about the same age and have a good relationship.

As soon as Yanchun finished his coffee, someone came to inform him that the event would start soon, so he hurried to the conference hall.

Yanchun said that she is busy with the public welfare projects of the research center recently, which is not a lie.

Nowadays, the society pays more and more attention to the physical and mental health of children. The center selects a group of children every year and provides free psychological assistance.

This year's batch were all selected from relatively backward places. They were dazed, some had been abused, some had no parents since childhood, some had autism... In short, they were all poor people.

If there is no public welfare project, it is absolutely impossible for their families to take them to see a psychiatrist.

Yanchun had four children, and when the last one was sent in, he was already very tired.

But the child's information was like pushing a sobering potion through his veins, and he suddenly became hyperactive.

The child's name is Xiaogan, and his hometown is Feiye Town. Both his parents died and he lives at his aunt's house.

The aunt didn't mean to treat him harshly, but the family's financial conditions were not good, and she had two children of her own, so she often ignored him.

After a long time, Xiao Gan has serious psychological problems, thinking that he is a waste that does not need to exist.

In one year, Xiaogan has committed suicide three times, and there are still many scars of self-abuse on his body.

Yanchun has seen many similar cases. In Xiaogan's situation, the most important thing is to change his mind. He is not a waste, and he is useful to the family that raised him.

This is a process that needs to be followed up for a long time, but now, Xiao Gan still keeps himself closed.

Yanchun said: "I also lived in Feiye Town when I was a child. Have you ever been to Feiye Village? There are many apricot blossoms there."

Xiao Gan kept his head down at first, and his reaction was very slow, until then there was a little light in his eyes, "Go, go."

Yanchun stretched out his right hand, palm facing Xiaogan, "Then we are fellow villagers."

Xiao Gan looked at his palm and hesitantly picked at his fingers.

Yanchun waited patiently, always smiling.

Xiao Gan finally summoned up his courage, raised his right hand, and lightly hit his palm.

Yanchun smiled and said, "Then do you like Xinghua?"

"like."

"Do you know why Feiye Town is called Feiye Town?"

Xiao Gan shook his head.

"Because the apricot blossoms are in bud, the village is full of crimson colors."

Yanchun found that his words were a bit unfamiliar to children, so he drew an apricot blossom tree on the paper, and wrote "Fei" next to it, "It is red. After blooming, the apricot blossom will gradually turn white and become pink."

"Then..." Xiao Gan asked for the first time, "Why not Feihua Village?"

"Good question.

I was always troubled by this problem when I was a child. "

Xiaogan was obviously attracted, and looked at Yanchun with wide eyes.

"Later, the grandmother in the village said that once the apricot blossoms bloom, everyone can only see the flowers and not the leaves, so the leaves are ignored? But the flowers and leaves are one, just like a family whose blood is thicker than water. Temporarily invisible, nor should it be ignored."

Yanchun spoke very slowly, and even stopped to let Xiaogan digest.

"If it's called Feihua Village, will Ye Zi feel sad?"

Xiao Gan lowered his head and said after a while: "Yes."

"That's why it's called Feiye Village, where there are flowers and leaves."

Yanchun said: "Later, the town and the village were named the same, and it was also called Feiye Town.

By the way, you have to take a car from the town to the village, who took you there? "

Xiao Gan whispered, "It's Auntie."

"Besides aunt, what else?"

"And sister and brother."

"A spring outing, that's great..."

Yanchun guides Xiaogan to recall how well his aunt's family treated him. He is not the forgotten leaf.

A simple assist cannot help a child immediately, but at the end, the darkness in Xiaogan's heart has been broken.

It was 8 o'clock in the evening when the four assists ended.

Yan Chun was so tired that she lost her appetite, so she went back to the office alone to rest.

Close your eyes, the natural darkness does not come, what is laid out on the retina is a sea of ​​pink and white flowers.

Feiye Village is located on the northwest plateau, and the road out of the village is very long, as if it will never end.

The people who live there are dusty, and the houses are khaki, and it seems that the dust cannot be washed away.

But the strange thing is that the sky there is the bluest, the clouds are the whitest, and the water is the clearest. When the apricot blossoms bloom in spring, they fall into the world like clouds.

The first time Yanchun and Jinghanyu met was in Feiye Village.

March is the season of apricot blossoms everywhere.

Jing Hanyu is the young master of a rich family who followed his grandfather to find folk craftsmen, and Yan Chun is a poor child who was trafficked and sold to Feiye Village. At the age of eight or nine, the situation is very different.

When Yanchun was abducted to Feiye Village, she was still young. She only remembered that the place where she used to live was a six-seven-story house. On the side of the road, a bigger car can be seen.

Mom took him on the bus to the park and squeezed into the crowd to buy him marshmallows.

The surroundings were too noisy, a group of older children rushed past him, he was pushed farther and farther away, and he called his mother anxiously, but her mother didn't hear her.

He was hugged by both hands, his sight was blocked, and he was no longer in the park when he woke up.

The traffickers took him around in various towns, and finally sold him to Feiye Village.

He was scared at first, but probably because of his excellent adaptability, he soon got used to life in this poor village.

It wasn't until the shiny car appeared at the entrance of the village that he remembered the big car he had seen on the side of the road before.

There is no such car in Feiye Village. He looked at the car helplessly and thought, is the person sitting in it here to pick me up?

The car door opened, but people he didn't know got out, a middle-aged man with a serious face, a grandfather with gray hair, and...

A boy who looked a little older than him.

The boy was clean—his meager repertoire had no other words to describe him.

The whole Feiye Village, including himself, was dirty, as if covered with a piece of rag.

The boy was very bright, probably from the boy's eyes and skin, or from the unstained clothes.

Yan Chun's eyes couldn't help but stick to the boy. The boy was wearing a light pink shirt, gray checked pants, white socks, and black boots.

Finding that he was being stared at, the boy looked at Yanchun and frowned, as if he was very unhappy.

Yanchun smiled at him, he turned his face away, took the hand of the grandfather next to him, pointed at Yanchun, and said something.

Yanchun was taken aback, but Grandpa smiled and nodded.

That night, Yanchun had a dream. In the dream, he was dressed exactly like the boy. The boy grabbed his hand and pushed him into the car, saying that he would take him back to find his mother.

After waking up, Yanchun was stunned for a long time, thinking ignorantly that she still wanted to go home.

But he can't run, and he can't tell anyone.

Grandma said that if the child dared to run away, he would be caught and beaten to death to feed the dog.

After finishing the farm work every day, Yanchun wandered around the village.

The boy followed the grandfather, and he followed the boy far away.

After following for a few days, the boy suddenly turned around and asked coldly, "Who are you? Why do you always follow me?"

"I, I want to play with you."

The boy looked at him, and he subconsciously pulled the corner of his clothes, trying to tidy himself up.

But these clothes were remade from adults' old clothes, no matter how smooth they were torn, they would still be yellow and old.

"Why?" the boy asked defensively.

Yanchun thought for a while, "Because you look good."

He didn't follow the boy because he was pretty, he had his own plan, but he told himself that it wasn't a lie, the boy was really pretty.

The boy's eyes widened, and the light poured in, brighter, like gems.

Grandpa smiled and said, "You don't want to learn anyway, go and play with your brother."

At that time, they all thought that Yanchun was younger, because he was thin and short, and the baggy clothes made his body even thinner.

Yanchun led the reluctant boy to the entrance of the village to see the apricot blossoms. The boy must have never seen such a magnificent apricot blossom forest, and his complexion looked better.

Yan Chun was thinking in his heart, "You should be my brother."

"How old are you?" the boy asked.

Yan Chun raised her head, "I'm nine years old!"

The boy's expression suddenly became very strange, and it took him a long time to say: "Liar."

Yanchun was surprised, how could you say that about him?

"You are so young, how can you be nine years old?"

"But I'm really nine years old!"

"You are at most six years old!"

"Then, how old are you then?"

"Eight years old."

"Ah—" Yanchun said, "Then I am the elder brother, and you are the younger brother!"

The boy's face became even more stinky, "You are a liar!"

The two quarreled under the apricot tree. Yanchun was eager to prove that he was really nine years old, but the boy didn't believe it.

The wind blew harder, and a flower petal fell off the boy. Yanchun pointed at him and smiled.

The boy got angry, turned around and left.

The next day, Yanchun took her grandmother to find the boy, and asked the adults to prove that she was really nine years old.

The boy believed it, but was still surprised, "Why are you so short?"

Yanchun was a little embarrassed, "Yes, I will grow taller."

"Then what's your name?"

"Swallow!" At that time, Yanchun's name was changed, the family who bought him was named Zhang, and his new name was Zhang Yan.

"But you're not a girl," said the boy.

Yanchun didn't like the name either, so he said, "Can't men be swallows? Then there are male swallows!"

The boy couldn't argue with him, and said "oh".

"Then what's your name?"

"Jinghan Island."

The boy picked up a small stone and wrote on the sand.

Yanchun: "Wow!"

Jing Hanyu was startled, and pushed him, "What are you yelling?"

Yanchun almost fell down, "Your name sounds much better than mine!"

The boy who had been sullen all this time bent his lips.

But Yan Chun's next sentence made Jing Hanyu unhappy again, "I want to take your name too!"

Jing Hanyu may have never seen such an unreasonable person, "You can't change someone's name just because it looks nice."

Yanchun didn't quite understand.

He didn't change it casually either, he wanted to change his name just this time when he was nine years old.

But Jing Hanyu didn't want to, so let's not change it, it's no big deal, he patted his pants, "Come on, I'll take you to the top of the mountain, the apricot blossoms there are more beautiful!"

Jing Hanyu and his grandfather stayed in Feiye Village from early spring to the end of summer, and they didn't learn any crafts. They played wildly with Yanchun and learned a lot of dialect.

On a summer night, the stars on the plateau are very close, the apricot blossoms have withered long ago, and the fragrance of apricots is wafting in the mountains.

Jinghanyu will be going back in a few days, Yanchun lies next to his ear, whispering to him, "Brother, let me tell you a secret."

"You are as big as a sheep poop, you are the younger brother!"

Yan Chun was a bit serious, and didn't make a scene with Jing Hanyu like usual, "Really, it's my secret, you have to help me."

Jing Hanyu looked at him suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"This is not my home, I was sold.

Me, I am not called Zhang Yan, this is my name. "

Yan Chun wrote his real name on the ground, and when he looked up again, Jing Hanyu's eyes were full of surprise and anger.

Seeing that Jinghanyu was about to cry out, Yanchun immediately rushed to cover his mouth, trembling with fear, "Don't let Dad know, I will be beaten to death and fed to the dogs.

Brother, you must help me! "

A few days later, Jing Hanyu left with his grandfather and his secretary. There were several boxes of apricots in the bright car.

For a long time, no outsiders came to Feiye Village.

Yan Chun was a little sad, Jing Hanyu must have forgotten him.

But before the Lunar New Year came this year, when the sirens blew, Yan Chun and the other two trafficked children were picked up, sent to the Municipal Bureau, and then sent back to their parents.

Yanchun bid farewell to Feiye Village in this way. If possible, he would rather never see Jinghanyu again, not because of what happened in the next ten years, but because of the farewell in Huancheng No. [-] Middle School. A terrible big oolong.

Even now, when Yanchun thinks about it, he still feels his face burn.