Yancheng Special Office

Luo Wenxiu heard a deep voice from beside his ear: "Si Yuan...you have to abide by the rules."

He thought it was from the white tiger, but he was surprised that the beasts from all over the world could speak human language.Su Jian, who was beside her, straightened her body, raised her voice and continued, "I think it's okay to make some humane treatment within the controllable range."

"Ghost grass is not a human being, and neither are you."

Baihu lingered in front of Su Jian twice, and Luo Wenxiu found that Baihu's mouth didn't move when the voice sounded.

Su Jian whispered in his ear: "It's the Twelve Golden Immortals, their consciousness can hear what I say."

Su Jian raised her head again and said: "I have been in the human world for more than [-] years, and I have always kept the promise I made in the God Realm back then. The bad ones will be sent back to Kunlun Ruins without mercy, and the pure ones will be set free, I think I still have this right."

"How can you judge whether a monster is good or bad? Don't you forget that monsters infiltrated the God Realm by taking the initiative to show favor, and finally triggered a war in the Three Realms? If you are not my race, their hearts must be different..."

Su Jian wanted to say something else, but Luo Wenxiu gave him a hand, and stepped forward: "—Is it okay for me to guarantee him?"

Luo Wenxiu took a step forward and said to the void: "Since you can hear us from the air, you must know who I am."

The voice was silent for a long time, and when Luo Wenxiu almost thought that the other party hadn't heard him at all, he finally said slowly: "You can't be regarded as the real Yaohuang, you can only be regarded as a small part of him... ...But Yao Huang was once harmed by demons back then, why do you still protect them?"

"Not all monsters are evil, we can't beat them to death with a single stick." Luo Wenxiu cleared his throat, and tried to defend his graduation thesis: "I think, if Yao Huang hadn't been forced to Sealing myself together with the entire demon domain, the demon's resentment will not be so great. The times are developing, and now we might as well take the essence and discard the dross, and discuss the matter as it is, no matter whether it is a person from the three realms, a god, or a demon, we will only punish those who have done wrong things Those, the good ones should be set free, shouldn't they?"

"But every time the demon appears in the human world, the world is turned upside down. Who can be responsible for all this?"

"Then what do you think Director Su has been in the human world for 2000 years?" Luo Wenxiu said righteously: "Everything is safe in the world, and the mountains and rivers are safe. Isn't everything he has done good enough?"

Su Jian turned her head and looked at the person beside her meaningfully.This scene seems familiar, because Yao Huang once said similar words to himself.

Once Yao Huang was the one who walked closest to the gods and demons in the entire God Realm, and was also the one who was the most criticized.It may be because of this that when the Yaozu invaded and Yao Huang was falsely accused of collaborating with the enemy and suffered innocent injustice, he couldn't stand up to Youyou's mouth after all, and cleared himself of unnecessary charges by dying in Dafeng.

If he hadn't gotten too close to the demon back then, and hadn't made an exception to help Si Yuan become a mountain god, maybe there wouldn't be so many things that happened later.

Time has passed, and these words are heard again, but they come from the people around me.Su Jian was in a daze for a moment... Is the person next to him Yao Huang or Luo Wenxiu, or they are the same person in the first place.

While in a trance, the voice in the void said faintly: "Yao Huang... Now this world is no longer the era of God's rule."

Luo Wenxiu: "I know, that's why the human touch is so precious."

The white tiger roared, and its paws scratched a few deep marks on the ground.Luo Wenxiu stared into its eyes, the eyes were firm and fearless.

Finally, the growling white tiger withdrew its paws and knelt down in front of him.Then it leaped into the sky as if summoned by some kind, and shot straight into the sky.

The wind in my ears gradually subsided, and the sky was clear, and the roof returned to the original calm, as if nothing had happened.

"You convinced the Twelve Golden Immortals." Su Jian smiled relaxedly at him.

Luo Wenxiu let out a long sigh of relief, pinched the sweat in his palms and said in disbelief: "I actually succeeded, it's unbelievable..."

"That's right..." Su Jian took a deep breath, and he raised his head to look up at the blue sky thousands of miles away. A knot in his heart was untied, and he felt extremely comfortable.He suddenly asked, "Do you really think I'm doing a good job?"

Luo Wenxiu: "What?"

"Based on what you just said to the Twelve Golden Immortals, do you really think that what I did in the human world is very good?"

Su Jian asked very seriously, as if she was really looking for an answer urgently.

Luo Wenxiu turned around and walked up to him, looked him in the eyes seriously and said: "Yes, I think you have done a very good job, especially outstanding. If the organization evaluates you at the end of the year, I will definitely recommend you to the organization. You judge an advanced individual or something."

Su Jian smiled heartlessly, then shook her head and said to herself: "I'll just take it as Yao Huang's words, and at least it will satisfy my long-buried sincerity."

Luo Wenxiu was obviously very dissatisfied: "My words are from the heart."

With the last half hour left before get off work, Bai Yan's car had already parked in front of the hospital.

His car, like his people, was inherently unable to keep a low profile. The slicked-up Benz stood upright at the main entrance of the hospital, giving no chance for the person who was about to take the passenger seat to take an extra step.

The little nurse at the front desk recognized who owned this car early in the morning, and when passing by Song Ting's office, she poked her head with a playful smile: "Doctor Song, Police Officer Bai's car is at the door."

Unmoved, Song Ting let out a "huh", but began to pack his things in a leisurely manner, so that he could step out of the hospital gate on time at five o'clock sharp.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the big Benz in front of him rolled down the window and honked his horn.

Bai Yan poked his head out like a wolf with a big tail, and said proudly, "Doctor Song, please get in the car."

Song Ting naturally opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot, his tone was as gentle as ever: "Why are you free to come so early today?"

"I worked overtime last night, causing my wife to stay alone in the vacant room. I have to leave work early today to make up for it." Bai Yan rubbed his chin to see Song Ting's hand on the seat belt paused, and asked with a smirk: "What do you want to eat? Can I ask you?" you."

Song Ting said: "I didn't expect you to get off work early today. You bought beef in the supermarket yesterday. When you went out in the morning, you put it in the pot and made an appointment. Why don't you go home and eat today."

"Okay, just listen to Madam." Bai Yan kicked the accelerator and started on the road, driving home before the evening rush hour traffic jam.

Bai Yan didn't really get off work early today, but he naturally remembered that today was the anniversary of the third anniversary of their cohabitation.They have always celebrated this day as a big day in previous years, and this year is no exception.

As soon as I entered the house, the smell of stewed beef in the kitchen wafted out, and people immediately began to secrete salivary glands involuntarily.

"I'm so hungry..."

Bai Yan rushed to the kitchen, Song Ting beat back the hand who wanted to open the pot before putting the lid on it: "Go and wash your hands first."

"That's it." Bai Yan obediently went to wash his hands, and changed all the clothes when he came back from outside.When he returned to the restaurant, Song Ting had already filled the soup and served it to him.Bai Yan couldn't help leaning on the doorway and sighing: "If you get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for."

"No matter how much you talk, I won't let you eat it." Song Ting replied without anger, but in fact it had no lethality to the other party.Bai Yan got cheap and acted like a good boy, drank the soup to the bottom.

After eating and drinking enough, Bai Yan began to think hard about planning the next event for the anniversary, so he sat at the dining table and checked his mobile phone while asking, "How about going to the movies later? Or let's go to the new restaurant you mentioned last time?" Check out the open bookstore..."

While talking, Song Ting had already brought all the bowls into the kitchen, and Bai Yan called out, "Leave the pot and I'll wash it."

Song Ting ignored him, and turned on the faucet by himself, "You have worked overtime for several days, and your eye circles are dark. Go to bed early today, and don't go anywhere for a while."

Bai Yan leaned on the back of the chair, tilted her head and said, "Then you are not busy every day in the hospital?"

Song Ting: "Thanks to you, I'm not busy these days. When your Ministry of Public Security transferred the patient who needed special care, you specified that I should take care of it. The hospital didn't arrange too much work for me these days. That person is not a big deal. The problem is that I have almost nothing to do except to visit him several times a day."

The sound of rushing water covered up the inconspicuous footsteps of slippers stepping on the ground. While speaking, Bai Yan quietly walked behind Song Ting, wrapped his hands around Song Ting's waist leisurely from behind, and held him firmly in front of him. He said softly, "I'm not full."

"—I'm sorry, I thought you weren't going home, so I didn't prepare much food. How about I cook a bowl of noodles for you again?"

Bai Yan put her head on Song Ting's shoulder, deliberately interfering with him washing the dishes, "No."

Song Ting: "Then you can order takeaway by yourself."

"No." Bai Yan's hands around his waist squeezed gently, "I want to eat you."

Song Ting's hands trembled, and the bowl and the pool made a discordant clinking sound, "Stop making trouble."

"I didn't make a fuss." Bai Yan tightly bound the opponent's arms, Song Ting tried several times but couldn't break free, so he gave up struggling and let him go.

So the two of them are like buying one get one free milk in the supermarket, where Song Ting goes, Bai Yan sticks it.Until Song Ting couldn't bear it anymore and sat down on the sofa, Bai Yan finally took the initiative to let go and looked at him with a villainous face.

Song Ting asked him seriously: "What happened to you today?"

A certain police chief instantly turned into a three-year-old child: "You don't miss me at all after you haven't seen me for a few days?"

Song Ting: "Didn't I just see you in the morning when I brought you breakfast?"

"It can't be counted. With Su Jian here in the morning, I didn't have a chance to hug you. You said that I have been abstinent for several days, so it's not an exaggeration to satisfy my husband today?"

That pair of not-so-honest hands had long been moving in the gap between the sofa and the back of his waist. Before he could finish speaking, he slid all the way down Song Ting's spine, and then pinched his softest flesh.

A shock like an electric shock rushed straight to his forehead. Before Song Ting could stand up and escape, he was pinned down by the police comrade backhanding his wrist.

The sky outside the window has not yet completely darkened, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows have not been drawn. The slightly narrow distance between buildings can clearly see every move of the people in the opposite building.

Song Ting was a little embarrassed, but his tone remained rational and tepid: "You let me go."

Bai Yan buried her head on Song Ting's chest, but did not rush to make any further moves.He murmured: "I just feel that life is too short, and you are so kind, I can't bear to let go."

Song Ting was stunned for a moment: "Why did you suddenly sigh like this? You were not such a compassionate person before, what happened?"

Bai Yan sighed: "The demon realm has been broken, and Yao Huang's consciousness has been awakened again. These days, I have always felt uneasy. I used to think that Su Jian was ridiculously stupid, and he was willing to wait a few years for someone who no longer existed. For thousands of years, now that I have you in this life, I suddenly start to be afraid for no reason.

Bai Yan lowered his head, and the hot breath he exhaled while speaking was entangled in Song Ting's neck, "I'm afraid that one day those scenes will reappear, I'm afraid that I will be separated from you, and I'm even afraid that I will die again... trapped alone in the Ghostly..."

"No." Song Ting put a hand on the back of Bai Yan's head, and stroked his hair one by one, "There is no sign of this happening yet, so it's useless for you to worry."

"Do you know that Su Jian came to the office today to question me about Luo Wenxiu's identity. On the surface, he was worried about solving the problem of breaking the seal, but in fact he was afraid that the other party would reject him once he really confessed his heart. Actually I can understand his feelings... The waiting in 2000 was too hard, and Yaohuang's reincarnation finally came. torment."

Song Ting didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only let the other party hug him tightly. After a while, he said: "Emotions are hard to come by...not to mention there is a gap between them— —I think Director Su is very caring about him, did Officer Luo himself express anything?"

Bai Yan shook his head: "After all, my identity is still his immediate leader, so it's not convenient to ask. No matter what the outcome of this matter, Su Jian can only slowly digest it by herself. It's just that every time I put myself in my shoes, I feel that I will be with you in this life. , Time flies too fast, I can't bear to grow old."

"Fool... Your life as a mortal is still very long. If we live to be 80 years old without accident, there are at least 50 years left, isn't it enough for you to see?"

Song Ting caressed his back softly, lowered his head and kissed Bai Yan gently on the forehead, "I'm afraid you'll get tired of seeing me before you grow old."

"How can you be tired..." Bai Yan's hands on Song Ting's back slipped forward along the waistline, every inch of skin at the fingertips trembled slightly, and finally even Song Ting's breathing began to become short.

Bai Yan rubbed his lips against Song Ting's ear, and said in a voice that only the other party could hear: "I look forward to getting home from get off work early every day, so that I can hold you in my arms again and again, and it's best never to see the dawn..."

Bai Yan straightened up slightly, turned off the light in the living room behind the sofa, and then leaned on Song Ting's shoulder.

Before Song Ting could speak, his words were completely sealed in his throat.

Until late at night that day, Song Ting was in an extremely confused state.

He felt as if he had fallen into a ball of cotton that couldn't tell the direction, and was wrapped from the outside and thrown into the water to drift with the current.He didn't know when his mental strength began to slacken, and he was completely dizzy, and he even forgot what kind of ravings he just said.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were still wide open, and the last sliver of sunset glow from the sky came in, just covering up the uncontrollable redness on Song Ting's face.

The author says:

Cough cough, interview the passengers of the first car in this article, do you have any ideas...

Song Ting (straightening the tie): Get out