Thorns

The concept of good and evil is determined by man, and "evil" is a moral word created by man at will. —— Osamu Dazai

Fu Jiu's death declared the end of the case, at least in the eyes of most people, he is the murderer of the serial murder case, Wu Hai and the others will be punished accordingly, the case of the orphanage is also due to the Chang's death ended, but Gu Mengping knew that the real enemy was coming.

"We finally solved the case within the stipulated time, and the higher-ups think we'll give each of you a holiday." Mu Zhiyuan said to the people who sat around the table.

"Oh, I see." Zhou Yi replied lazily, and Zhou Yi was a little sleepy.

It is said that it is a holiday, but it does not mean that they have to answer when they are called. It is no different from a holiday when there is nothing to do. After all, the cases that their team takes over are difficult cases, and they should not handle small cases.

"By the way, where is that Li Ke? Why didn't you see him?" Zhou Yi asked with a glance.

"I guess I went to complain in front of those people again, saying that we are bullying newcomers." Zhou Yi asked himself and answered.

Li Ke was originally under Si Qingyang's subordinates, but Si Qingyang disliked him for being clumsy. There is nothing else to do with small reports, and the investigation of this case has nothing to do with him. You can be a good policeman just by writing reports. Does he think that being a policeman is really the same as going to school?

"Yes, we just like to bully newcomers. You finish the rest." The person who was sitting silently stood up and walked outside.

"Brother Meng, what about you?" Zhou Yi knew that Gu Mengping was going to run away.

"Vacation." Gu Mengping left two words and took Si Qingyang away. The royal blue Porsche stood out among the row of police cars at the door.

Standing upstairs, Li Ke watched the two get into the car, and then the car drove out of the gate of the police station.

It was said to be a vacation, but after the case ended, it rained for several days in a row. In fact, Gu Mengping didn't go anywhere, and just slept in his own house in the dark.

It was the first time Si Qingyang saw Gu Mengping like this, and he was a little too relaxed.

In the past, Gu Mengping was either writing reports or taking some private cases during the holidays after the case. His daily work and rest were very regular, and he seemed a little obsessive-compulsive, but this time Gu Mengping was different.

After waking up, eat a meal, solve personal problems, go back to sleep after a while, Si Qingyang knows that he is tired, but if he sleeps like this, even he wonders if Gu Mengping is sick.

It wasn't until the morning of the third day that Gu Mengping woke up, his whole body was refreshed, and the previous fatigue had disappeared.

"Are you awake?" The voice of the people around him was slightly hoarse, Si Qingyang didn't sleep well, Gu Mengping kicked him at night, he clamped Gu Mengping's leg, and he started to do it again, not as obedient as the previous two nights at all.

"Wake up, you've numb my legs." The two were lying face to face, and Gu Mengping couldn't even move.

"It's easy to talk when you wake up." He said lightly, and Gu Mengping felt a little nervous.

"What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing."

"I'm fucking you uncle!"

……

Gu Mengping managed to regain consciousness, but he slept until the afternoon and only woke up. In a daze, he only remembered Si Qingyang's emotionless sentence: "The word "Master" can be removed."

Fuck him!

The rain finally stopped, but the weather was still a bit gloomy. It was almost dark at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

The first thing Gu Mengping did when he woke up was to kick the person who imprisoned him away. He didn't know when Si Qingyang woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the other party looking into his eyes quietly. Shameful, but he won't admit it.

"Go cook, I'm hungry." He said something, his throat was almost not his own.

Damn it, you shouldn't trust this person, it's all bullshit to wait a while, to wait, to persist!

The people around him finally relaxed, rolled over and got off the ground, turned on the bedside lamp, poured him a glass of water, and then walked towards the door.

The picture was so beautiful that Gu Mengping didn't dare to look at it, so he grabbed the pants next to him and threw it over.

"You fucking put on your clothes before you go out!" he roared.

"En." The person who grabbed the clothes said lightly, and then walked out, Gu Mengping scratched his head angrily.

When Si Qingyang was cooking, Gu Mengping had already come out, wrapped in a black silk bathrobe, he must have taken a bath, and his hair was still dripping.

Neither of them spoke during the meal. In fact, Si Qingyang is really not a spendy person. If Gu Mengping didn't take the initiative to speak, he would seldom speak. He was so quiet that people could ignore his existence. But as long as he wanted to, his The sense of presence is so strong.

Just like it is now, Gu Mengping really can't ignore his gaze, absolutely.Stare at his chest.

No it's not fastened!

The mobile phone on the table suddenly turned on, and both of their eyes fell on the mobile phone, but looking at the name displayed on the screen, Gu Mengping's face was not very good, he didn't answer it very much, Si Qingyang just glanced at it Withdrew his sight.

Gu Mengping made three calls in a row, but Gu Mengping didn't answer them, and the atmosphere was a bit delicate.

Eventually, the call never came back, but a few minutes later, the phone rang and the screen came back on, showing a text message.

"See you at the old place at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

The sender was Bo Jianning, a name almost forgotten.

"I'm full." Wiping his mouth, Gu Mengping turned and entered the room, ignoring the phone on the table.

Si Qingyang quietly tidied up the table, washed the dishes, and after tidying up everything, went to the bathroom outside to take a shower before entering the room.

When he entered, Gu Mengping was lying on the bed reading a book. Because the bedside lamp was on, the light was a little yellowish. He was wearing glasses and had a serious expression on his face.

In fact, he has always been very serious, no matter what he does.

"It's not good for the eyes." Unusual, it was Si Qingyang who spoke.

"Well, I won't read it." He put down the book, took off his glasses, put them on the bedside table, and at the same time prevented Si Qingyang from turning on the light.

"Come here and help you dry your hair." He said it naturally, and found a hair dryer in the drawer. When he plugged it in, Si Qingyang had already walked over, squatting on the ground beside the bed, the sound of the hair dryer was a bit Noisy, buzzing in the top of his head, his fingertips running through his hair.

After a while, he turned off the hair dryer and unplugged the socket. Neither of them spoke, and it was very quiet. He lay beside Gu Mengping.

Gu Mengping lit a cigarette for himself and smoked it quietly. He squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and the people around him were quiet. He closed his eyes and seemed to be preparing for sleep, or fell asleep.

When Gu Mengping returned to his senses, what he saw was his quiet appearance. In fact, when Si Qingyang fell asleep, he didn't feel so cold. He was very handsome, and he was the most handsome of all the people Gu Mengping knew. People who suit his appetite, so at the beginning, he couldn't help teasing him.

He knew Si Qingyang was in danger, but he still couldn't help but get closer.

Gu Mengping took a deep puff and then put out the cigarette butt. He knew that Si Qingyang didn't like him smoking, but sometimes he just liked to disobey him.

Turning around and moving, he put his lips on Si Qingyang's lips, gently pried them open, and then passed the cloud of smoke in his mouth, the people around him opened their eyes, feeling his bite, It hurt a little, but it wasn't too bad, and the wild movement stimulated the blood in him, and then he started to fight back.

The process is not as gentle as in the morning.

He didn't know what Gu Mengping was thinking, nor what he was afraid of, but he felt his fragility.

He didn't know how to comfort him, he could only use himself to warm him again and again.

Or, Si Qingyang's heart is also manic. He didn't care about everything at first, but because he was with Gu Mengping, he gradually felt that the blood in his body was warm.

His emotions were not so flat, he began to feel something that he hadn't felt during the two years he was locked in a dark place.

Like, and jealousy.

A word that doesn't seem to appear on him, he will also feel slightly flustered, and there will be a moment of emptiness.

He knew that Bo Jianning was an untouchable scar in Gu Mengping's heart. Gu Mengping had vaguely felt it from the first time he saw Bo Jianning, but he knew nothing about it, and this feeling was not very good.

He won't ask because he's not that kind of person.

He began to wonder what was the meaning of what he wanted to recover?What about after recovering memory?

Why does he exist?For the past?for the future?

What is the future, and what is Gu Mengping to him?Someone who helped him find his memory?his employer?

No, these were not the answers he wanted.

The relationship between the two of them came naturally, but it made him a little scared. Teng Snake was right, he had a weakness.

Rubbing his brows, the expression of the sleeping person was not so tangled, he turned off the light, in the dark night, he could see everything around him clearly, but he felt a little blurry, what he could see clearly was the outline, Or is it something else, even if you see it, are these in the darkness their original colors?

Gu Mengping slept until noon the next day, his face was very ugly, Si Qingyang waited for him to get up, then ate, and watched him get dressed and tie.

"Why haven't you changed your clothes yet, hurry up." The man who was wearing the coat kicked his calf, but it didn't hurt.

"Well, let's go right away." The sitting person got up quickly, without the previous coldness, he was in a happy mood.

The person watching his back hooked his lips, and looked at the clouds that had gradually dispersed outside the window, and the sunlight bathed the humid city through the gaps.

Some things should be resolved.

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