side edge

The topic changed a bit quickly, Ji Liao didn't notice for a moment that there was something wrong with wearing cotton slippers in the summer of July, followed Yan Cun in small steps, and slowly uttered three words.

"I don't choose."

He looked around calmly.

Cool tones and minimalist style, the house is neatly arranged like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is different from the place he imagined Captain Yan to live in.

I thought it would be a warm and life-like type.

Yan Cun put the materials he brought back on the desk, opened the refrigerator and took out the ingredients, he had nothing to say: "Actually, the only thing that is 'good enough to eat' is tomato and egg noodles. My cooking tends to get mushy, and even Zhang Jingze doesn't like it." Willing to eat..." He paused, and added, "Oh yes, I didn't tell you, he is notoriously not picky eater."

Ji Liao: ...? ?

So what kind of trash can is Zhang Jingze? ?

It felt like I had opened a pack of instant noodles without the printed "picture for reference only", and what was inside depended on fate.

……and many more.

Something seems to be wrong!

Listen to this... how many people have come here for dinner? !

Ji Liao: "...Oh."

Yan Cun: "?"

Ji Liao was not too happy and said, "It's okay."

Forensic doctor Ji Xiao, who accidentally caught the hidden information, leaned on the door frame and stared quietly at the back of Captain Yan's head for a while—but Yan Cun was so busy putting tomatoes, eggs and other ingredients into the pot that he didn't notice Ji Liao's active and rich inner world at all.

So Ji Liao pondered for a while, then asked sideways, "Do they often come to your place for dinner?"

He had passed the wall of outstanding graduates of University A many times before, and he had a slight impression of Yan Cun, so the two of them had a fight at Chengfeng Hotel that day, and Ji Liao just thought in his heart—this person is actually more beautiful than the photo.

After experiencing this case, he found that Yan Cun was indeed worthy of the title of 'excellent graduate'.

He has strong personal ability and is serious about his work. On the surface, he looks violent and easy to explode, but in fact he is gentle and cares about other people's feelings, even a little cute, which is different from the criminal investigation team leader he used to know.

What impressed him the most was that every time Yan Cun listened to other people's reports, he would say "Thanks for your hard work".

Therefore, Yan Cun's popularity is obvious to all!

However, Captain Yan didn't notice the person next to him who had a lot of inner drama, brought two bowls of poor-looking tomato and egg noodles to the dining table, and replied: "It's okay, anyway, they come here to eat every once in a while." noodle."

Ji Liao: "..."

Well, it turns out that taking home to eat is just a routine process.

Not only are there many people coming, but the frequency of coming is also high.

He moved to the table in small steps, the corners of his mouth formed a line, and he let out an "oh".

Yan Cun was extremely dull, he handed the chopsticks to Ji Liao without realizing it, and even thoughtfully pulled out the chair for him, saying, "Have a taste?"

Ji Liao took the chopsticks, muttered "this is it" in his heart, picked up a few noodles and put them in his mouth - he suddenly understood that the noodles that "Jianghuai eats are good" are really not just bragging.

I opened a pack of instant noodles that didn't have "pictures for reference only" printed on it, and found that it was Michelin three-star high-end cuisine.

Although the high-end cuisine is relatively average.

"Cough, is it okay?" Yan Cun did not hide the expectation in his eyes, and hinted in a low voice, "Praise."

"Well," Ji Liao couldn't bear to give a bad review, so he said, "It's very good."

"...You're exaggerating a bit." Yan Cun raised his tail unconsciously, suppressing the urge to laugh, and took a bite of the noodles he made himself.

It's ok, it works fine.

However, Ji Liao's thoughts were not on the surface at all, and he kept wandering to the people around him from the corner of his eye, and he was entangled for a while secretly.

Tens of seconds later, the two spoke again at the same time——

"Is this how you treat everyone?"

"Your elder brother must be working hard, right?"

Ji Liao: "..."

Yan Cun: "..."

God sync x2.

The air suddenly became quiet, so Yan Cun blinked, and took the lead to break the silence: "What do you mean 'you treat everyone like this'?"

Why is this sentence so weird?

It's like being jealous.

"Hmm..." Now that the words have been spoken, Ji Liao breathed a sigh of relief and said bluntly, "I mean, every time a new member joins the detachment, do you take them home for dinner to get closer to colleagues? ?”

It's like a social fear that wants to forcibly integrate into the group.

Yan Cun immediately reacted, and hurriedly said: "Didn't you mention the meal first?!"

... I thought that the topic in the car had already been fooled by him, so why did he bring it up again!

Do you want to give social fear dignity? !

Ji Liao said confidently: "You should go home first."

"..." Yan Cun choked speechlessly, "You... hurry up and leave after eating!"

Although I do have the mentality of "wanting new colleagues to get closer", the main reason is that Ji Liao is a bit funny, and Chengfeng Hotel is really a bit far away.

Why is this person so sharp? !

Ji Liao recalled what he said just now, and it seemed more like he was jealous than "taking up the topic in the car".

Break down, break down the whole paragraph.

He observed Captain Yan's expression and coughed lightly.

Yan Cun didn't want to talk to this dramatist, so he moved a seat outside with the bowl in his hand, bowed his head and ate noodles silently.

Ji Liao coughed heavily, and after thinking for a while, he answered Yan Cun's question: "Well, my elder brother is working hard, my father..."

Having said that, his voice suddenly stopped.

The atmosphere was just right, and he didn't want to mention his father much.

Yan Cun paused with his chopsticks, and noticed the unnatural pause in Ji Liao's tone. He didn't notice anything for no reason: "You and your father...have a bad relationship?"

Ji Liao was stunned when he heard the words, and it took him a while to reply: "No."

He seemed to hesitate for a while, and stated in a concise sentence: "It's just...my mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to me, and my sister..."

Yan Cun let out an "ah" and instantly understood what he wanted to say: "How old is your sister...?"

"Twenty," Ji Liao said indifferently, "Rationally, I think father has the right to marry a new wife and live a new life with other people. After all, it is really hard for one person to bring up two children...but emotionally, I can't accept it."

Yan Cun stopped breathing, and hurriedly said, "I understand."

He was keenly aware of Ji Liao's emotional changes, and for a moment regretted provoking the topic, and abruptly changed the subject: "Then what, do you...drink Coke?"

Ji Liao really couldn't react to the speed of changing the subject.

However, Captain Yan didn't intend to wait for his reaction, he got up and took out two cans of iced Coke from the refrigerator, opened the bottle and handed it to Ji Liao.

It never occurred to me that the two people who were fighting and bickering with their chairs a few days ago would actually sit together today, eating noodles and drinking Coke, which is really strange.

At first, Yan Cun was only angry because he was bumped into embarrassing scenes many times, and his nature of social fear was exposed by the other party's few words, and he didn't like Ji Liao a little bit.

After this case, he realized that Ji Liao was a bit powerful.

Extraordinary insight, logical and clear analytical ability, and a cute personality that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, is a bit different from the forensic doctor in his stereotype.

Hearing what he said now, Yan Cun suddenly realized that there are reasons for his coldness on the outside and hotness on the inside.

He has never seen his mother since he was born, and he has a gap with his father, stepmother and younger sister. His elder brother is busy with school and work, so he has hardly established an intimate relationship with anyone...

Thinking of this, Yan Cun suddenly asked, "Have you never been in love?"

Ji Liao: "???"

...What direction is this heading?

What happened in just a few tens of seconds?

The topic is getting weirder.

A big question mark appeared in his heart, but he still answered: "No."

Yan Cun nodded, thinking to himself, he had never established an intimate relationship with anyone, and he didn't know how to get along with others, so he erected a high wall of indifference to protect himself.

So he slowly spit out three words: "Little poor."

Ji Liao: "..."

He hurriedly raised his hand to check the temperature of Yan Cun's forehead, and then stroked his own - the body temperature was normal.

Yan Cun coughed lightly, withdrew his thoughts of running away, and pushed the Coke in his hand forward: "Drink."

Ji Liao raised his eyes and watched Yan Cun for a long time, then took the can that was slightly cold in his hands, frowned and said, "Don't eat the cold ones and the hot ones together..."

"Well," Yan Cun thought for a while, "Then drink it later?"

Ji Liao gave a slow "um", took the can from Yan Cun's hand and covered it.

The two of them finished the hot tomato and egg noodles in twos and twos, and drank a few mouthfuls of Coke that had been warmed to room temperature, forgetting the topic just now.

After Ji Liao helped clean up the dishes, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Tomorrow, the two had to go back to the detachment to continue writing the closing report, so after chatting casually for a few words, Ji Liao changed his cotton mop and prepared to push the door open.

Just at this time, there was a sudden thunder outside the window.

In fact, as early as the afternoon when he confronted Li Wenxin, Ji Liao noticed that there was a tendency of heavy rain outside, but he didn't expect the rain to be delayed for a long time.

He wanted to keep pushing the door, but he felt that the shoulders of the person beside him flinched inadvertently, and his movements stopped in place for an instant.

After thinking for a while in silence, he asked, "Do you have an umbrella?"

"Huh?" Yan Cun came back to his senses, quickly turned around and went to the locker next to the door to look through it. After a long while, he paused in embarrassment: "...Only one, I forgot the game last time."

"Oh," Ji Liao nodded, closed the door again, and said tentatively, "My car...is parked a little far away."

Yan Cun: ...? ?

Why don't you just park your car downstairs?It doesn't take two seconds to go from the corridor to the door?

Although he was thinking this way in his heart, his eyes still flickered inadvertently, and he followed Ji Liao's words and asked: "Then why...you stay overnight?"