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After the New Year's Day, less than half a month before the Spring Festival, the city leaders came to inspect the traffic police brigades of each district one by one.Under the leadership of Yan Ming, the captain of the traffic police detachment, Wen Ke organized a year-end summary meeting for all staff. In addition to listening to reports and safety knowledge lectures, he also commended [-] police officers including Duan Yang.

Duan Yang took the certificate of "Excellent Police Officer" from Wen Ke, rubbing the suede cover with his fingertips, feeling deeply moved, thinking that his mother would take it back to his hometown and bring it to his deceased brother.Wen Ke helped him tidy up his police uniform, lightly pressed his trembling shoulders, and said softly, "Your brother will be proud of you."

Enduring his emotions all the way to the next meeting, Duan Yang searched for a remote corner, held "honor" and read his brother's name, and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

During the lunch break, Wen Ke finished cooking in the cafeteria and sat cross-legged across from Yan Ming.Avoiding the crowd, Wen Ke whispered in private, "Uncle Yan."

Yan Ming was in his fifties and retired the following year. His temples were gray and there were a few fine lines around his eyes, but his appearance was energetic: "I heard from people in your team that you still go out to work all the time?"

Wen Ke put the green peppers on the plate aside: "I'm not suitable for always sitting in the office. There are instructors for daily management work."

Yan Ming put down the bamboo chopsticks, picked up the white porcelain cup, and took a sip of Jin Junmei: "I let you be the captain, but I just don't want you to go out again. I have suffered such serious injuries. Every time I think about it, I regret bringing you Go out on that mission."

Wen Ke smiled lightly: "Uncle, that's too serious."

Yan Ming said earnestly: "The body is the first, so you must pay more attention to keeping warm when it is cold."

Jianwen Ke nodded, Yan Ming lowered his eyes and asked, "Does your left shoulder still hurt?"

Wen Ke replied: "The pain has been gone for a long time, don't worry, everything is fine here."

Yan Ming watched Wen Ke grow up.When Wen Ke was young, he lived with his mother in a tube building in a village in the city. Yan Ming was their neighbor, and the two families were like a family.Wen Ke's respect, longing, and longing for the police all came from Yan Ming's subtle influence.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, and your aunt asked you to go home for a New Year's Eve dinner." Yan Ming looked at Wen Ke, with the doting eyes of the elders, "But I have to vaccinate you first, if she nags you to go on a blind date , don't be bothered."

"No." Wen Ke said with a smile, "I'll go there after work on New Year's Eve."

After seeing off the leaders and inspection team in the city, Wen Ke passed by the instructor's office and heard that Duan Yang was actively planning with the instructor to hold a party on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.During the holidays, the traffic police brigade will spontaneously organize performances. Hundreds of people crowded in the dilapidated small auditorium, drank drafts, wrapped in thick cotton jackets, and applauded the brothers who performed hard on the stage. The only happy scene of the year.

Duan Yang saw Wen Ke's figure outside the door, and rushed forward to trip him: "Boss, don't run, this time you have to show your subordinates a hand."

Wen Ke raised his eyebrows: "Want to see me make a fool of myself?"

Duan Yang pouted: "Obviously I'm giving you a chance to be handsome."

He didn't agree or refuse. Wen Ke shirks every year with different reasons. This year, Duan Yang is here, and he encourages Han Xiaojun and the others to coax him together. It is generous to deal with it.

There are two thick stacks of documents piled up on the desk, which are the district and county traffic safety work plans that have been drafted and the new version of the police force's rules and regulations, which need to be reviewed, revised and corrected by Wen Ke for the last time.The shirt on his body was sweating, Wen Ke planned to go back to the rental house to take a shower and change into a new one, and return to the team for duty in the evening.

The phone rang for the sixth time, Jiang Yi'an shrank under the blanket and panted several times, got up from the bed holding his breath, and moved to the living room step by step.The temperature on his body was scorching hot, his eyelids seemed to be pressed by a great weight, and only the blurred outline of the furniture could be seen in his vision. He picked up the receiver and asked in a breathy voice, "Who?"

"Hello? Mr. Lin? This is the property management." Probably because no one answered the phone before, and the other person seemed to have a temper, the loud female voice shouted angrily, "Please come and pay the property management fee Today is the last day, please don't delay our work, everyone is busy at the end of the year, I hope you will cooperate."

When the line was hung up, Jiang Yi'an listened to the "beep" sound for a few seconds, slowly put down the receiver, habitually turned on the speakerphone, and dialed Lin Ye's number.His fingertips hovered over the keys for a moment, and Jiang Yi'an suddenly felt a great sense of disgust at his actions.Timidity, weakness, depression, and self-abandonment, none of them can be used as a reason to depend on others to survive. Lin Ye has no obligation to take care of himself, and he should not disturb his life anymore.

The silk shirt was clinging to the back, with a few traces of sweat and creases of different shades. Jiang Yi'an stood weakly in front of the mirror and tightened his down jacket. He was fully armed with masks, hats, and gloves. He was sure that there was nothing but his eyes. In a naked/exposed place, he took two deep breaths, paced back and forth in the room doing ideological struggle, briefly forgot the slander he heard, changed his shoes, and opened the door with an anxious heartbeat.

The sky was not completely dark, and the remaining inch of light made Jiang Yi'an uneasy.His legs were unable to support his heavy body, Jiang Yi'an supported the stairs, stepped out of the unit door, and walked towards the property office in a buoyant footstep.

In the cramped bungalow, several people chatted together, seeing Jiang Yi'an knocking on the door and coming in, all eyes fell on him.The body under the cloth trembled suspiciously, Jiang Yi'an lowered his hat, covering half of his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll pay the property fee."

With a blunt gaze, he took out a large handful of change, Jiang Yi'an's palms were sweating, and the 2-minute processing process seemed as long as two hours.After signing, Jiang Yi'an grabbed the receipt and left in a hurry. Unexpectedly, an annoying dog barked suddenly on the way back to Building No. [-], and an unleashed Alaska ran towards him, excitedly Lifting paws.

The master shouted urgently from behind: "Don't rush people!"

Alaska groaned twice, attracting more attention from others.Jiang Yi'an's face turned pale in an instant, and he fled all the way into the corridor, gasping for breath while clutching the handrail of the stairs, frowning.

The turbulent emotions gradually receded in the closed space, Jiang Yi'an breathed calmly, and stepped up the steps step by step.Sweat spread all over his forehead, his back felt weak, his feet felt soft, and the scene in front of him began to spin.Jiang Yi'an couldn't feel his body more and more. He struggled to climb up to the third floor and had a high fever for four or five days. At this moment, his conscious consciousness finally broke down, his feet slipped and he lost his center of gravity, and he fell straight to the left.

After Wen Ke took a shower, he went into the bedroom wrapped in steam, changed into a clean shirt, and rolled up his cuffs.The mobile phone received two text messages one after another. Yan Ming reminded that the evening news may broadcast the summary meeting in the morning; He sees.

Wen Ke replied "received" in a unified manner, then picked up the remote control and pressed the TV screen.As soon as he sat down on the sofa, he heard a loud "boom", accompanied by the sound of cloth rubbing against the door panel, Wen Ke turned his head and shifted his gaze to the door.

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