My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

At the beginning of September, the sixth middle school started.

The class placement list was posted on the bulletin board at the bottom of the teaching building, and the mouse searched for each name one by one. After finding his name in class four, he looked up, and as expected, he saw Ning Nanjia's name in the first position of class one. He exclaimed happily:

"Brother Jia, you are number one again!"

At this time, Ning Nanjia had become a lot more taciturn. After looking up at his name, he said "hmm" and was about to go to the teaching building, when he heard the mouse behind him muttering unintentionally,

"Yeah, Young Master Jiang was the last one to enter class one, he's so amazing......"

Sensing Ning Nanjia's instantly stiff figure, the mouse quickly stopped talking, and was thinking of saying something to interrupt, when he saw Ning Nanjia falling back again, half-raised his eyes, staring blankly at the notice The name on the column, seeing the redness and astringency of the eye sockets, left silently.

After Jiang Beiyu left, there was an empty seat in class one, so No.1, who was originally assigned to class two, took the place.

The student was quite happy at first, but his only trouble was that sometimes when he was in class, when he turned his head, he would see the legendary school bully staring at him silently.

Sometimes I look at his table, sometimes I look at his chair, and I look at it all day long.

He also used to be anxious and uneasy, thinking hard about how he had offended him, and then gradually, he found that Ning Nanjia's eyes were not on him, but seemed to be looking at another person's shadow through him.

Although he was tormented in his heart, he didn't dare to ask, and could only silently endure the extra penetrating and partial gaze of the boss.

At the end of the last semester of senior high school, Ning Nanjia won No.1 in the Chinese Mathematical Olympiad. On New Year's Eve, Ning Weitong dragged him out of the house to celebrate him.

As soon as the two left the house, they ran into Jiang Yi who came to find someone.

Seeing Ning Nanjia, Jiang Yi immediately rushed up with red eyes, and punched him hard on the cheek without saying a word.

Ning Nanjia didn't hide, and was beaten so that his whole head was turned to one side, and a deep gash was opened at the corner of his mouth, but Jiang Yi didn't think it was enough, so he stepped forward and grabbed his skirt to shine on the cracked corner of his mouth Another punch.

Ning Weitong was taken aback, and immediately stepped forward to push Jiang Yi away after he realized it, and stopped him in a trembling voice,

"Jiang Yi, are you crazy? Why did you hit my brother!"

Being blocked by Ning Weitong and unable to move forward, Jiang Yi's forehead bulged with blue veins, and his teeth were clenched. Looking at Ning Nanjia's thin and pale face, his eyes gradually showed a trace of fragile emotion, as if he was forced to He choked up like a wild beast at the corner and asked him:

"Ning Nanjia, where is my brother? Where did you hide him?"

The blood oozing from the corners of his mouth stained the corners of his lips red, making his face paler and paler. Ning Nanjia's expression was almost numb. Facing Jiang Yi's liver-torn questioning, he opened his mouth and said softly, numbly and mechanically. said a sentence:

"I'm sorry, Jiang Yi."

The resentment in his eyes was shattered inch by inch. Jiang Yi knelt on the ground, crying hoarsely and desperately. He begged him, "Ning Nanjia, can you return my brother to me?"

The blood on his face receded completely in an instant, and Ning Nanjia didn't speak any more.

Everyone thought that he should know where Jiang Beiyu had gone, even he himself thought so, but ironically, he didn't know anything about it.

After finally sending Jiang Yi away, Ning Weitong went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, and when he brought them to Ning Nanjia's bedroom, he was packing his things.

At first she thought that Ning Nanjia was going to leave again, but when she got closer, she realized that Ning Nanjia was packing up the things Jiang Beiyu had left before, ranging from small used spoons and towels to worn clothes and covered ones. bed sheet.

Seeing Ning Nanjia stuff all the things into the box, and then carry the box downstairs, Ning Weitong followed with some doubts,

"Brother, do you want to take these things to the utility room? It's very humid there, and it will get moldy if you pack them in cardboard boxes."

Ning Nanjia didn't answer her. After going down the stairs and bypassing the living room, he walked out the door. When he reached the trash can outside the long alley, he casually threw the box on the ground.

Seeing his actions, Ning Weitong's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he tugged at his wrist in disbelief, "Brother, that belongs to Ah Yu, how can you..."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Nanjia broke away from her hand, then turned and walked back without saying a word.

Looking back at the box lying alone on the ground, Ning Weitong sighed, and finally went back together.

The bowl of noodles was so cold that Ning Nanjia didn't even take a bite. Ning Weitong looked at the tray placed on the corridor outside the house, bent down to pick it up helplessly, took it out and went back to sleep.

Suddenly at night, it rained lightly, and thunder rolled, and Ning Weitong woke up from a light sleep.

Rainwater drifted in through the open window. She lifted the quilt and walked to the window. Just as she closed the window, she saw a figure shaking in the alley downstairs.

Under the dense rain curtain, Ning Nanjia was wearing thin clothes, half kneeling on the ground and hugging the cardboard box he had thrown away earlier, tightly in his arms. The rain dripped down his cheeks, his face was wet and cold. Looked like weeping.

It rained for half the night, and he also drenched for half the night. It wasn't until there was a faint gray belly in the dark night that he got up with the box in his arms.

After that night, Ning Nanjia seemed to have completely forgotten about Jiang Beiyu. Although his personality was much more taciturn than before, he still fought, played and studied, and even if the mouse accidentally mentioned Jiang Beiyu by accident, he was fine.

Later, the graduates of the No. [-] Middle School changed one after another, and the lotus pond in Jiangshuiwu was also filled.

Spring goes to winter, and it is summer again.

The sun outside was a bit hot, and the scorching heat made people feel irritable. Meng Haiyang pulled his collar to buy the stairs, and yelled as soon as he entered the police station,

"Quick, give me a glass of water. I'm exhausted from fighting with these little bastards. It will take a long time to catch them and teach them a lesson."

Xiao Zhang, who was a civil servant, looked around and saw that he was the only one coming back, so he asked, "Why are you alone, where is Xiao Ning?"

After receiving the water from Liu Zhenghong, Meng Haiyang took a big gulp, and waited for his breath to calm down before answering her, "Xiao Ning Xiao Ning every day, you have to have a limit to your idiots, you work hard You don't care about people, be careful and I will complain to you."

Xiao Zhang snorted with extreme disdain, "Do you work or Xiao Ning? It seems that you have only been with him for three months, and Xiao Ning has solved several big cases for you. Breaking one in a month is considered amazing, and I still have the face to say that I have worked hard!"

Meng Haiyang was ridiculed by her, and he was about to reply when he got up his breath, when Xiao Zhang's eyes lit up, and he looked past him to look at the door.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Ning Nanjia walking in from the outside with two slender and straight legs. His black hair was slightly wet with thin sweat, which made his handsome features more clear and sharp.

Two buttons on the collar of his police uniform were missing, revealing a white and delicate chest, with beautiful and smooth clavicle lines, and two fingerprints on it, Xiao Zhang blushed when he saw it.

As if feeling everyone's eager gaze, Ning Nanjia slightly raised his hand and pulled the neckline, fixed the open skirt with his hand, and then handed the document to Liu Zhenghong.

Reaching out to take the document, Liu Zhenghong looked away from Ning Nanjia's fingers holding the skirt, coughed lightly and asked him, "Didn't you go out to catch the students who were fighting? Why did you ruin your clothes?"

Ning Nanjia opened his mouth and was about to explain, but Meng Haiyang spoke for him first.

"He took care of those little bastards in twos and threes. The clothes were ruined because we met a group of star chasing girls on the way back. They almost caused a traffic jam and a car accident. He helped to pull them away. The clothes were damaged by those girls." The little girl pulled the button off."

As if thinking of something, he couldn't help complaining, "Those little girls are really scary, like wolves and tigers, if I didn't grab them, Xiao Ning's entire clothes would be ripped off by them. "

"How can this happen?" Xiao Zhang became angry when he heard that, "I think they did it on purpose, and Meng Haiyang and you too, why didn't you protect Xiao Ning and let him be taken advantage of for nothing."

Meng Haiyang was really annoyed by her words, "Can you blame me? Why don't you just follow him every time you go to work, and protect him. What kind of protection does a big man need?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Liu Zhenghong immediately knocked on the table with his fingers, "This is a police station, not a vegetable market. If there is any further quarrel, wages will be deducted."

As soon as Meng Haiyang talked about deducting wages, he immediately turned off the fire, pinched Xiao Zhang with his eyes, and then put down the water glass in his hand and went out to deal with the students who were caught.

Seeing Meng Haiyang leaving, Xiao Zhang immediately turned his head to look at Ning Nanjia, smiled and said: "Xiao Ning, take off your clothes and I'll mend the buttons for you."

"Thank you, Miss Zhang."

Ning Nanjia let go of his hand and was about to take off his coat, but Liu Zhenghong stopped him. He glanced at Xiao Zhang who was staring at him with a covetous look behind him, and he said helplessly:

"Go inside and change, just so I have something to tell you."

After handing over the changed police uniform to Xiao Zhang, Ning Nanjia followed Liu Zhenghong into the office.

There was a bottle of ice water on the table. Ning Nanjia took it and unscrewed the cap. He had just taken a sip when Liu Zhenghong asked him,

"How is it? Are you still used to work?"

"good."

Taking out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his cheeks, Ning Nanjia briefly reported to him the situation of the police just now,

"It was just an ordinary student brawl. Brother Meng and I went there early, and no one was injured. The two who led the fight were from No. [-] Middle School and the other from No. [-] Middle School. Because they had criminal records, they notified the school."

As if thinking of something, Liu Zhenghong suddenly smiled, "Do you feel very kind? That's how I captured you back then?"

Ning Nanjia didn't answer, but lowered his head and took another sip of water, as if he was a little uncomfortable, and seemed to be deliberately avoiding certain topics.

Liu Zhenghong watched, and the smile on his face gradually faded. Watching Ning Nanjia's small movements of wiping the water droplets on his fingertips, he suddenly asked in a low voice,

"I saw your grandma two days ago. She said that you are 24 this year, and you haven't talked to a single friend. Xiaojia, are you still unable to let go of that child?"

The long fingers holding the mineral water bottle tightened slightly, and Ning Nanjia replied indifferently, "Captain Liu, if there is nothing else, I'll go out first."

Sighing helplessly, Liu Zhenghong waved to him, "Go."

After leaving the office, Ning Nanjia went out to smoke a cigarette, and when he went back to finish finishing all the documents in his hand, the sky outside the window had completely darkened.

After tidying up everything on the table, he was about to leave work when he saw Meng Haiyang hurried out of the office, pulling his arm and walking out, saying:

"Someone called the police just now, saying that they saw someone trading drugs in the 'Charm' bar. Come and take a look with me."

The night is low, and the light and shadow are treacherous.

All kinds of men and women on the dance floor are frantically twisting their bodies along with the high-pitched and explosive music, and the intertwined shadows reveal an ambiguous and extravagant atmosphere in the flickering lights.

The strong alcohol smell and aroma are mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish things for a while.

Suddenly, the deafening music stopped, and the daylight-bright lights caused everyone to lower their heads. The disturbed people were shouting dissatisfiedly, when they saw a group of policemen walking in.

"We received an anonymous phone call. Someone reported that illegal transactions are going on here. Men left and women right, stand up for me!"

Following Meng Haiyang's order, the crowd gradually separated.

Ning Nanjia picked a path, lowered his eyes and walked all the way to the innermost booth. There were four people sitting on that seat, two men and two women, dressed in extraordinary clothes. Seeing him coming, one of them was wearing light blue The young man in the black POLO shirt spoke first,

"Mr. Police, we are all first-class good citizens. If you don't have definite evidence, you don't have the right to search our personal belongings."

His clear eyes swept across the table slightly, Ning Nanjia casually picked up a bag of pale yellow pills on the table, and raised his eyes at the man indifferently,

"A good citizen of the first class?"

Seeing what Ning Nanjia was holding, the man smiled disdainfully, "Mr. Police, that's just my friend's medicine. It's a medicine prescribed by a serious doctor. It's not some dishonest pill. If you don't believe me, you can take it." Take it back for testing."

"Don't worry, we will do it if you don't say it."

Holding the bag of pills in the palm of his hand, Ning Nanjia was about to ask them to cooperate, when a hoarse and familiar voice suddenly came from behind him,

"what happened?"

[The author has something to say]: The criminal policeman is attacked by the president vs the president. The young master has already studied a hundred ways to eat the prey, and is ready to collect the net. As the saying goes, sweetness comes when bitterness comes, and cheche is not far away.