kiss goodnight

The corridor lights on the middle floor lit up one by one, and Wen Nuo's figure appeared in the window. On the second, third, and fourth floors, he was framed by small panes, and he waved his arms to say goodbye to Jiang Yi'an.

The wind picked up, and the trembling eyelashes cast two faint shadows. Jiang Yi'an stood under the streetlight for a long time, and his heart still fluctuated.

It's about four or ten minutes' drive from the Moli community. Jiang Yi'an retreated into the comfortable warmth, relaxed every muscle and bone, and leaned against the back of the chair facing the window.The car started, and the atmosphere between the two was completely different from when they came here. Jiang Yian took off his mask, touched the bridge of his nose, and asked, "What about tuition and living expenses?"

The Mercedes-Benz stopped safely in front of the sidewalk, and the red light in the distance began to count down. Wen Ke held the steering wheel with one hand, put his index finger on his forehead, and turned his head sideways: "Wen Nuo is an orphan."

Five years ago, there was a heavy rain in midsummer, and Wen Ke received a call from Yan Ming when he was on duty late at night. A serious car accident happened three kilometers south of Xinjiekou.The driver was drinking and driving, and the van crashed into the guardrail and fell off the overpass. Except for ten-year-old Wen Nuo, none of the other three people in the car survived.Wen Nuo's parents protected their son with their bodies in the nick of time. In the end, it was Wen Ke who rescued him from under the upturned carriage and sent him to the hospital in time.

"The family conditions are not good, and only grandma is the only relative left. It is hard to tell who takes care of who." Wen Ke rubbed his sore temples with his thumbs, "I wanted to support him until he graduated from college, but he only accepted , and threatened to return the money I made in the future, and in terms of debts of favor, he said that he would give me old age."

Jiang Yi'an said with a slight smile: "A child who is not very old, thinks quite far."

Wen Ke paused for a few seconds: "Wen Nuo is very optimistic and strong."

The fragrance of amber gradually became stronger and penetrated into the lungs, causing a little drowsiness. Jiang Yi'an half-closed his eyelids and looked out of the window. The surrounding was comfortable. Gradually, his consciousness was shaken thin, and he fell into a deep sleep in the warm temperature.

Parking the Mercedes-Benz in the parking space of the community, Wen Ke didn't turn off the engine, letting the heater warm Jiang Yi'an's pale complexion.It was late at night, and the surroundings were dim, only a few sleepless lights shone through the glass, illuminating Jiang Yian's beautiful face.

The soft and dense forehead hair covers the brow bone, the closed eyes are slender, the upright mountain roots obliquely cast a shadow on one side, the slightly parted lips breathe evenly, and Wen Ke cherishes all the tiny details in his eyes. After a while, he pushed the door and got out of the car. After walking away, he lit a cigarette.

The phone rang, it was Xie Rong.Wen Ke narrowed his eyes, bit the cigarette and picked it up: "What's the matter?"

There was a lot of chatter in the earpiece, and there was a familiar siren sound. Xie Rong breathed a sigh of relief: "I found that Dongfeng truck. The license plate is really forged. There is a small amount of hemp/gu mixed in three boxes of medical anesthetics, about [-] grams after purification. .”

Wen Ke: "What clues did you get?"

Xie Rong: "There is only one, the delivery place, Hongyi Hotel."

In the dark night, with the shadows of the trees whirling at his feet, Wen Ke blew the wind for a while, and continued to ask: "One hour before the arrival time, what is the parking situation near the hotel?"

"Consider transferring to criminal investigation, how much trouble can I save by having you here." Xie Rong clamped the phone with his shoulder, swiped the tablet, "I sent you WeChat."

Wen Ke thought for a moment: "Could it be the gang from three years ago?"

Xie Rong: "It can't be ruled out. After all, the truck driver who killed Duan Yang's brother only explained the source and supplier of the goods. Who bought them and resold them has not been found out yet."

In early spring, there was a large temperature difference between day and night, Wen Ke seemed unaware, glanced at Jiang Yi'an who was sleeping soundly in the car, his eyes turned cold and hard, and the traces between his eyebrows were frightening: "Captain Xie, I want to ask you something. "

Xie Rong: "Speak."

Wen Ke: "Two years ago, the Mage band Jiang Yi'an was framed for taking/drugs. Did you handle it?"

Xie Rong: "No, but if you want to know anything, I can help you."

Wen Ke: "Well, thank you."

Before waiting for the next article, when the business was over, Xie Rong changed into a relaxed tone: "Why do you suddenly care about people in the entertainment industry?"

Wen Ke said: "No, just asking."

However, Xie Rong planned to chat a few words: "The entertainment industry is chaotic now. There are a few clean people, especially those who get both money and power. Few of them can resist the temptation. Let's take Jiang Yi'an as an example, such a famous singer, It's such a pity that he was picked up on the Internet horribly, and there was a lot of quarrels. I'm afraid he offended people. But is he really innocent? Not necessarily, the thing about going to jail is no joke."

A trace of impatience flashed across Wen Ke's expression, and he didn't want to talk any more, so he replied perfunctorily: "Don't speculate."

With a deep and hard voice, Xie Rong was taken aback, and explained: "It's not my fault, it was you who started the conversation."

Inside the car, Jiang Yi'an woke up, her unopened eyelids blinked a few times, her limbs were softly wrapped by the heating, she hadn't slept so soundly for a long time.There was a faint vibration from the soles of his feet, it was the sound of the engine, and he regained consciousness, and then he remembered that he was still in Wen Ke's car, so he turned his head to the left, and the driver's seat was empty.

The screen on the center console displayed the time at 02:48, and Jiang Yi'an was stunned. He had slept for more than four hours.

Looking through the windshield, there was a blurry shadow in the dark field of vision.Jiang Yi'an gathered his gaze, and tried his best to pull Wen Ke's figure out of the darkness. He was smoking a cigarette, a star was burning in front of his lips, and his standing posture was tall and straight because of his long straight legs. Anyone who saw him should pay more attention.

Wen Ke had already put down the phone and browsed through the photos sent by Xie Rong. There were a total of twelve suspicious vehicles. He had no idea, but only got as many clues as possible.Taking a casual glance at Jiang Yi'an, Wen Ke stubbed out his cigarette and walked towards him, then opened the co-pilot's door: "Are you awake?"

"Well, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Jiang Yian asked apologetically, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Wen Ke: "Sleeping too soundly, I can't bear it."

Seeing that Ke was staring at him, Jiang Yi'an suddenly felt the burden of being an idol, and hurriedly rubbed the corner of his mouth to touch his hair, and straightened his sleepy clothes as quickly as possible.

A long windbreaker was covered in front of him, and the faint scent of grass and woods was tangy, touching the temperature of Wen Ke's body, Jiang Yi'an stretched out his arms to hug her, and Wen Ke's soft voice rang in his ears: "You just woke up, it's cold outside."

Stepping forward and backward into the unit building, the hatchback was silent, passing through the third floor, Wen Ke's pace didn't stop, and Jiang Yi'an followed him upstairs.Stopping at the door to return the clothes, Jiang Yi'an took out the key and turned the lock to make room for Wen Ke, but the other party said, "It's late, you should rest."

Jiang Yi'an entered the house feeling a little lost, turned around and found that Wen Ke hadn't left, he patted on the light, stood there and waited quietly.

Wen Ke laughed before saying anything, changed his clothes and draped his arms: "There is something that needs to be confirmed now."

Jiang Yi'an had expected it: "You say."

Wen Ke said: "Are you still sticking to your previous idea?"

Jiang Yi looked at his nose with his eyes, and his mouth with his nose, avoiding his sight.The emotions that are good and sometimes bad are capricious and difficult to control. One moment he thinks clearly, the next moment he is overthrown, he falls into a deadlock, becomes blocked, and can't find a way out. He asked back without confidence: "What if it is?"

Wen Ke deliberately corrected his stubborn thinking, and even called it cruel: "I won't show up again."

Jiang Yi'an opened his eyes wide, their light flickering, and an uncontrollable sadness appeared on his face.He licked his lower lip, feeling frizzy and anxious. Before he had time to analyze the reason, he anxiously put aside all his attitudes, and raced against time to reply: "I don't think that way anymore."

With a satisfactory answer, Wen Ke softened his tone: "Sorry, I made you difficult."

Jiang Yi'an shook his head: "No."

The voice-activated light dimmed several times, and Jiang Yi'an stomped on it with a sullen face. Wen Ke really couldn't resist his unknowing cuteness.Before leaving, he said one last thing to Jiang Yi'an: "If you like, I am a reliable friend."

Becoming a friend can do a lot of things for you logically, you don't have to stick to the distance, and approach you openly, with this transitional identity, care for you, take care of you, accompany you, and most importantly, protect you.

Jiang Yi'an regained joy in his ups and downs, and when the night darkened, he said, "Well, thank you."

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