Thorns

Si Qingyang glanced at him, turned around and went back to the kitchen, found the toolbox, and when he walked to the door of the room, he saw a pile of cardboard boxes inside, and frowned, probably because he bought a lot of things.

"Remove that bed first, otherwise it won't fit in." Standing at the door, he pointed at his original big bed. The two-meter-long and two-meter-wide bed had always been occupied by him alone. Gu Mengping's sleeping appearance was not too Well, Si Qingyang once saw a person sleeping in the middle of the bed with a big character posing, with his head tilted towards one corner.

When the mattress was lifted, the boards were not difficult to remove. Si Qingyang quickly dismantled the original bed into pieces of boards and piled them aside. When Si Qingyang opened the packed carton, he discovered that it was another bed. Looking at the size on the manual, Si Qingyang glanced back at Gu Mengping.

Gu Mengping ignored him, and went to the study with the computer in one hand. It didn't take long before there was a sound of knocking and knocking from the next door. In his voice, he put all his thoughts into the report.

After about 40 minutes, when he knocked the last period, Gu Mengping came back to his senses. There was some pain in the joints of his fingers. He looked up and looked outside the door. No more, I just feel that it is quiet outside, there is no sound at all.

Gu Mengping turned off the computer, and when he walked out of the study, he saw Si Qingyang coming out of the shower, and the two bumped into each other at the door of the bathroom.

"The things are packed?" Asked, Gu Mengping glanced at him, covering himself tightly after taking a shower, not afraid of the heat.

"En." Nodding his head, Si Qingyang took the washed clothes in his hands to the balcony and hung them up. Gu Mengping turned his gaze back to the room and glanced at the room. Now, even the sheets and quilts have been made, and the original old bed is lying alone in the corner of the room.

This new bed was ordered last night, unexpectedly it was delivered today. The widened bed almost occupies a small half of the room, but I have to say that he is still very satisfied, at least the width is as wide as he imagined. is exactly the same.

"You don't need to sleep on the sofa today." Gu Mengping returned to the living room, offered himself a glass of water, and said to Si Qingyang who came in.

Si Qingyang looked at him, not quite understanding.

"Look at you, you can sleep on the bed, but there is no room for two beds, so I bought a big one." Gu Mengping's meaning is obvious, he is inviting this to sleep together, and he is looking at other people's horses The only way Dawo looks pitiful on the sofa is to do this, Gu Mengping thought so.

"No, I'll just sleep on the sofa." Si Qingyang directly refused.

Gu Mengping didn't expect him to refuse so simply, he froze on the spot for several seconds without reacting, and when he did, his whole face turned black, and he was kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs. This kind of feeling couldn't be too bad.

"That's a pity, you really don't have a choice, I feel uncomfortable when I think of your feet resting on the sofa I'm sitting on." Gu Mengping gritted his teeth.

"Then I'll go to the study and make a bed on the floor." Si Qingyang didn't show any expression on his face, anyway, he didn't plan to share the bed with Gu Mengping.

"I have investigated some information about your life abroad, you can figure it out..." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Si Qingyang to answer, he walked into the room. There were still a pile of templates in the corner. It's a bit annoying to watch, Gu Mengping has to throw it in the storage room downstairs tomorrow.

He lay on the bed, did not turn off the light, and flicked his mobile phone in his hand. There was a message from Mu Zhiyuan. Gu Mengping was not surprised by the news about these things, and the other party didn't seem to be someone who would reveal his identity so easily, but there was one thing that made Gu Mengping feel a little annoyed.

What exactly is the other party targeting? Is it simply revenge against society?Is it still fun to treat all this as a game, or is it aimed at him or the special investigation team?

Although the special investigation team is very capable, it has not been established for a long time. It is because of its strong case handling ability that it has always attracted attention. This is what makes Gu Mengping more and more worried.

Everyone knows the truth of shooting the bird that stands out.

Just when Gu Mengping was looking at his mobile phone, he suddenly felt the mattress around him move, and when he turned his head, he saw Si Qingyang stretched the quilt and lay down, his body was a little stiff.

"The line in the middle is the boundary, don't come over." Gu Mengping said to Si Qingyang, and then put down the phone.

The other party didn't respond, and was still lying stiffly.

"Don't you know how to say thank you?" Gu Mengping raised his head and looked at the person lying next to him and asked.

"I'll clean up the study room tomorrow, so there should be room for a bed." Si Qingyang didn't look at Meng Ping, and when he was talking, he set his eyes on the old bed in the corner.

"That's my study..." Gu Mengping gritted his teeth.

"Did I make you move?" Gu Mengping was very upset now.

Si Qingyang didn't answer, just closed his eyes quietly, Gu Mengping didn't bother to care about him, he had already made up his mind, he didn't want the bed anymore, he would send someone to move it away tomorrow, and kick this guy down by the way Sleep on the floor.

He believed in Zhou Yi's evil, so he let Si Qingyang sleep on the same bed with him. If Zhou Yi hadn't come that day, he saw Si Qingyang sleeping pitifully on the sofa and said a few words to him. How could I let this iceberg climb onto my bed!

Closing his eyes, Gu Mengping made a mistake and turned his back to Si Qingyang. There is nothing that cannot be solved by sleeping.

Gu Mengping fell asleep quickly, but Si Qingyang didn't. He is a person who doesn't relax when he sleeps, and even the slightest sound can startle him, but Gu Mengping seems to be here to torture him. Not only did he sleep dishonestly , which is not honest.

I am used to sleeping on a hard bed, and I am not used to such a soft mattress for a while. In fact, what Gu Mengping didn't know was that he didn't sleep on the sofa at all. Every time in the dead of night, he would lie on the floor. The floor was very cold. But it somewhat reassured him, the feeling of lying down and feeling weak now is really too empty, and he always feels that the vest seems to be attached unsteadily.

Gu Mengping woke up very early the next day and didn't recognize the bed. In addition, it was a new bed, so he slept very comfortably. After waking up, he stretched and slowly poked his head out from under the quilt.

But when he just popped out, he found that something was wrong with him. His arms seemed to be resting on something, and his legs seemed to be kicking something. eyes.

I have to say that the Gu Mengping who just woke up is still somewhat different from the usual Gu Mengping, how should I put it?Feeling dazed, his eyes became softer, not as domineering and fierce as in the daytime.

"I'm not saying you can't cross the line!" Gu Mengping's face was a little angry, and he looked a little annoyed when he got up, because his hair was messed up because of sleeping, no matter how you looked at it, he was not so different from the meticulous elite man in the daytime. .

"I didn't cross the line." Si Qingyang's voice was still very cold, but he swallowed unconsciously when he spoke. He may not have noticed it himself, but Gu Mengping did.

He was indeed dressed tightly, but Gu Mengping was not. He was wearing shorts all over his body. Now when he poked out from under the quilt, there was nothing to cover him.

"Get out, I want to get dressed." I kicked him, probably out of embarrassment and anger, but just as I kicked him out, I heard Si Qingyang grunting. His foot hadn't come back yet, but That strange touch...

The base of the ear was a little red, but he held back.

Si Qingyang directly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, turned around and walked towards the door. Before he went out, he heard Gu Mengping whistle, and then heard him say: "The size is good."

There was a pause in the walking steps, but it was only half a second, and he still walked out without changing his face.

He didn't seem to be interested in the young man's dirty jokes, and Gu Mengping didn't bother to pay attention to him. He sat on the bed and rubbed his hair, and saw his position clearly. Most of the seats on the bed were vacant, and Si Qing, who was crowded by himself, There is only one person's width left for Yang, no wonder he sleeps on his side.

I don't sleep very well, Gu Mengping already knew it, and that's why I ordered someone to order a big bed. I didn't expect this bad habit to be broken, but fortunately, there is still someone blocking it from falling to the ground.

He would never tell Si Qingyang about this matter. This is a secret, an eternal secret!

When Gu Mengping walked out of the room, Si Qingyang had already served noodles. His ability to learn was so strong that Gu Mengping even suspected that he could cook before.

"Maybe, after all, I don't have any memories of the past." Si Qingyang didn't refute this matter.

Gu Mengping felt bored and didn't ask any more questions. After the meal, when Si Qingyang packed up the dishes and came out, he saw Gu Mengping put a portfolio on the table.

"Open it and have a look." Gu Mengping gestured, it was not convenient for him to open it with one hand.

Si Qingyang sat across from him, and stretched out his hand to the file bag. He frowned, but stopped when he stretched out his hand in mid-air, with a hesitant expression on his face.

How should I put it, that feeling is like struggling. On the one hand, I really want to know, and on the other hand, I seem to be a little bit afraid.

In the end, under Gu Mengping's watchful eyes, he picked up the file bag, slowly tore off the long thread at the bag's seal, and took out the contents after a pause for a second.

And his first glance fell on the top photo.

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The author has something to say:

The mystery of identity is the first party... How could I let you know who the boss of Wuli is so easy... hhhhhhhhh