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When Song Xianfei woke up, Cheng Yi was no longer by his side, but the remaining warmth on his body was still there, but there were a few noises from the kitchen from time to time, like a mouse making trouble.

Last night, someone hugged her to rest, and she was close to her like a stove. She had a good night's sleep, but after waking up, she still felt a little unreal. Suddenly, there was another person in her life. He was really good. Just get used to it.

Not only were the shoes gone, but even the clothes that were thrown on the carpet yesterday disappeared. Even if they were still there, they couldn't be worn if they were stained with something.

Song Xianfei had no choice but to get out of bed barefoot, wanted to find some clothes, and went to the bathroom to clean up, unexpectedly, as soon as the soles of his feet touched the floor, he was immediately shrunk back by the ice, tried several times, and finally chose to give up , tucked his feet into the quilt and waited for someone from Cheng to appear.

Remembering that the glasses were placed on the bedside table by himself, Song Xianfei looked for them along the bedside table, and when his eyes scanned the table, he caught a glimpse of a black leather wallet.

As soon as he held it in his hand, the wallet opened in two halves from the middle, and there were only a few bank cards and an ID card stuffed inside. Song Xianfei leaned closer to take a closer look, and recognized the person in the photo as Cheng Yi.

But the one above him has a different cropped cut than he does now. He looks like he was still in school, and he looks a bit handsome when you look closely.

"It looks pretty like this..." Song Xianfei looked at it carefully in his hand, and read out the date of birth under his name, "August [-]?"

23?This year, Cheng Yi is only... [-] four?

Song Xianfei hesitated, and began to count the age difference between the two with his fingers, that is to say, he was seven or eight years older than him. Not only that, but when he was preparing for the college entrance examination, this kid was still in elementary school?

For a moment, he didn't know who took advantage of whom.

"Are you awake, Ah Fei?" Cheng Yi came out of the kitchen with a plate in his hand, with an apron hanging on his body, it really looked like that.

Song Xianfei pinched the edge of the quilt tightly with his fingers, and asked him nervously, "Cheng Yi...were you born in [-]?"

"Well, it was in [-]." Cheng Yi put down the plate, poked his head into the bedroom, a little confused why Song Xianfei would suddenly ask his age, "What's the matter, boyfriend?"

Song Xianfei felt a little embarrassed when he heard the words from his boyfriend, and simply buried his face in the quilt, "I only know that you are younger than me, but I didn't expect you to be eight years behind. What about the embryos?"

Cheng Yi twitched, everyone is now an adult, okay? Besides, there is no age or gender difference in liking, even if I was an embryo before, now I am a young man.

"You don't want to pull up your trousers to renege on your debt, do you?" Cheng Yi couldn't laugh or cry, he walked over smelling of oily smoke and was about to pounce on him, "Besides, I don't dislike Director Song, didn't we cooperate well last night? "

tacit agreement?Speaking of which, yesterday someone was going to eat himself alive, his bones were shaking to pieces, thinking about it, if he gets older, he will be more and more unable to withstand the toss.

Song Xianfei dodged in disgust, shrank himself into the quilt, and told Cheng Yi to go to the closet to help him get clean clothes first.

Cheng Yi said something with a playful smile, plunged into the closet and rummaged for a long time, based on his own knowledge of dressing and matching, he rummaged through the closet to find a suit that fit his eyes and gave it to him.

An apricot-colored sweater paired with a pair of light-colored jeans perfectly set off Song Xianfei's complexion and gave him a somewhat lazy aesthetic.

"I'm not going out, why are you dressed so nicely?" Song Xianfei tugged at the slightly low neckline, but couldn't hide the marks left on his neck.

"Come and show me." Cheng Yi tilted his head and smiled shamelessly, rubbed Song Xianfei's calf with his foot under the dining table, "If you go out and wear it like this, I won't be happy."

Song Xianfei stretched out his leg and lifted his foot, hitting Cheng Yi's calf bone. When he hugged his leg and howled, he glanced at him and told him to eat quickly and not be a hooligan.

After kicking him, Song Xianfei was in an inexplicable mood, feeling as if he had obtained some kind of "privilege". He could take advantage of being favored by others for a little willfulness, put aside his identity, let go of his disguise, no matter how naive and ridiculous, There are also people who are used to it.

From then on, he also had a concern in his heart.

There were two bowls of scallion fried egg noodles on the table. The fried eggs were deliberately made into a heart shape, and there seemed to be neat cuts on the edges. The extra ones were missing, and they were probably stolen by a cook.

But let alone, Cheng Yi's fried eggs are still of a certain level, and the appearance looks much better than that of his own. It is golden and slightly crispy, without any burnt.

Song Xianfei lowered his head and took a bite of the noodles. He felt that the taste was not bad, and asked casually, "A young master like you knows how to cook?"

"There used to be a period of time when I was the only one at home. At that time, Aunt Tian hadn't come to our house to be a nanny. The person before her saw that the adults were not around, so he fished for three days and posted the net for two days. He felt that I was a bully, so he had no choice. I can only learn some basics by myself, at least I won’t be hungry.” Cheng Yi suddenly moved his head closer, and smiled as if asking for credit, “Old Cheng and my mother haven’t tasted my cooking yet, you are the first one, it’s delicious ?"

"En." Song Xianfei nodded and said yes.

He used to always think that a young man like Cheng Yi grew up in a honeypot without going through too much bitterness in growing up, but now he realizes that not everyone is the same, and he always looks at a certain type of people with the usual eyes. is prejudice.

"Is it the company's business?" Song Xianfei stopped his chopsticks and saw that Cheng Yi kept staring at his phone while eating.

Cheng Yi responded, and looked at the message sent by the mobile phone, his expression became a bit serious, "Old Cheng's police friend revealed that there was an unknown source of money under Yang Qiumin's name, and the other party was through an overseas bank. The account was remitted, but he himself said that he did not know what was going on with this account, and the money appeared inexplicably. The police are still investigating further. If the account holder is found out, it should be able to prove that Yang Qiumin is Innocent."

"But the current situation is still very unfavorable to him." Song Xianfei lowered his head and moved the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, "If someone is really deliberately framing it, it can only mean that the person is really terrible. Being around us, knowing every move of each of us."

Cheng Yi nodded, and gave Song Xianfei a reassuring look, "We can't retreat even if the other party enters. Sooner or later, we will find out the truth about this matter, whether it is a ghost hiding in the dark or a person pretending to be a ghost."

Even though he said that, he still had no idea in his heart. His peers were enemies. Over the years, there were many companies that competed fiercely with Cheng Yuan. Although he suspected that it was Song Shiduan of Xinye, he had to pay attention to evidence in everything, and there was no real evidence to prove it. , what to do will only be counterproductive.

After eating, Cheng Yi got dressed again, and told Song Xianfei that his pajamas were being stirred in the washing machine, and told him not to forget to take them out to dry.

Cheng Yi helped wash the dishes, looked at the time and felt that it was time for him to go, Pan Yuanshan and Secretary Ma were already busy these days, how could he hide here against his conscience and continue to have a good time.

Taxis are not easy to find in the streets of this old community. Song Xianfei decided to go out to see him off. To be honest, he was really reluctant to leave Cheng Yi, but he still understood the truth of which is more important.

When the two walked out of the apartment building, Song Xianfei never said a word, but followed closely beside Cheng Yi step by step.

When he reached a corner of the wall, Cheng Yi stopped suddenly, then looked up and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"A Fei, are the monitoring facilities in your community complete?"

"Surveillance?" Song Xianfei thought he was simply understanding the situation, so he answered truthfully, "It's an old community for 20 years, and the surveillance is the same as the decoration, otherwise the thief a few days ago would have caught him long ago."

Cheng Yi nodded and said yes, and as soon as he finished speaking, he hugged Song Xianfei in his arms, and rubbed his head on his shoulder.

"You... let go quickly." Song Xianfei didn't expect him to make such an outburst. It may be because he is old and thin-skinned, and he would only feel ashamed and flustered about the young man's tricks.

"Boyfriend, are you so willing to let me go?"

This question stopped Song Xianfei immediately, and he didn't know how to answer him.

"If you don't talk, I'll treat you as reluctant." Cheng Yi pulled him back with a smile, and pointed to his mouth, "Come on, make a seal, Song Xianfei will be exclusive to him from now on."

Song Xianfei tried to break free but couldn't. Taking advantage of the space where no one was around, he simply raised his head and gave Cheng Yi a quick kiss as he wished.

Unexpectedly, this kid would shine brightly with some sunshine, hooked the back of his head and gave a deep kiss, and when the skin of his mouth was almost worn away, he reluctantly let go.

After sending Cheng Yi away, Song Xianfei looked at the back of the taxi going away, and suddenly felt a little empty in his heart. He didn't know how long Cheng Yi would be busy with this trip, and he didn't know what would happen next.

When he was about to turn back, he looked down and saw the message from Pan Yao, saying that he had caught a cold from drinking and blowing, and wanted to rest at home for a few more days. The old man of Mengang was still standing there with his hands behind his back, listening to Yu Tangchun, and saw Song Xianfei came back to call He greeted him and asked him if the window was not closed last night, attracting mosquitoes.

Song Xianfei answered yes indiscriminately, and said that he had a physique that easily attracted mosquitoes, and then ran back home with a hot face as if fleeing.

Bridges are the least seen in coastal cities, especially Liwan, which faces the sea on one side and the river on both sides.

Jiangyang Bridge, the most famous bridge in Liwan City, spans the river. The government decided to invest in the construction many years ago. At that time, Jucheng was one of the main building material suppliers. It was the completion of this bridge that connected The two adjacent economic provinces and cities have enabled Liwan to achieve a qualitative leap in development, and gradually squeezed into the ranks of the two major economic centers. The three provinces prospered together and the Golden Triangle was born.

In addition to good development, it also provides crime and suicide rates to a certain extent.

Troubled by love, worried about money, and unable to think about it for a while, people commit suicide by jumping into the river every year. Jiangyang Bridge is a good auxiliary location, and it was even said to be a frequent place for suicide accidents for a while.

There are many very hidden places under the bridge. Even if someone kills someone and throws his body away, it is difficult to be found in time. The stone wall is so clean that there is not even a small advertisement. Snakes, insects, rats and ants are very rare.

Not long after, a Bentley Flying Spur slowly drove under the bridge, as if afraid of being discovered. Even though there was little light here, the lights were not turned on at all, and it stopped in the dark.

Qu Heng took off his seat belt, straightened his suit, and didn't get out of the car in a hurry. He looked around under the bridge until he locked a spot, then opened the car door with a smile on his face and walked down.

In the shadow cast by the street lamp above, a person was smoking a cigarette silently hidden in the darkness, the scarlet between his fingers flickered, and his eyes were fixed on Qu Heng who was walking slowly.

Qu Heng stepped on the gravel, feeling sorry for the pair of expensive leather shoes on his feet, "How did you find such a place? Wouldn't it be nice to sit on a comfortable sofa and drink tea?"

The man in the dark slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette, until he took the last puff, put the cigarette butt on the ground, and then crushed it with the toe of his shoe, "One last look at the appearance of this city, anyway, I will never come back."

"Are you going to leave tonight?" Qu Heng sighed a little, "I can't bear to part with you."

"If it's any later, I'll have to wait for the police to come to the door in person." The other party laughed dryly, unable to understand what it meant, and just asked, "Where's the money? Has it arrived?"

"Of course, after all these years of dealing with you, when did the money not arrive in time?"

Qu Heng took two steps forward, until he could see the outline of the man clearly, then he smiled and took out his mobile phone and shook it, "1000 million is not a lot, do you need to confirm again? Manager Pan."