never forget [criminal investigation]

In fact, halfway through the sentence, Xing Yue knew that he was over, all over.But he still stubbornly said the second half of the sentence.Then he was completely cold.

The person is cold, the heart is cold, and the blood-congested brain is also cold.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiang Hai's expression again, the spoon in his hand was bent 90 degrees somehow.

Hehe, let's fuck it.Xing Yue continued to torture the spoon.

From the next second, Xiang Hai will block this dog thing and stay away from him, a garbage man.Just like Fang Qiao said, he'll just masturbate until he grows old.

He was silent, and Xiang Hai didn't speak.But the two of them can't just be so stiff.

"I'm sorry." Xing Yue finally put down the spoon in his hand, "I'm sorry Xiang Hai, I'm sorry. You, you just treat me as a mad dog." Now his voice became even hoarse, and he didn't even want to hear the sound he made .

"You sit down for a while, I, I'll go and make room for the lunch box."

Xing Yue took the lunch box into the kitchen, poured the remaining soup into a big bowl of his own, and then started to clean the lunch box against the tap.

At this time, a picture inexplicably appeared in front of his eyes, that is, a dam was opening its gates to release the flood.The flood that had been accumulated for a long time seemed to be detonated, and it was sprayed out in a devastating way.

Hold!Isn't it just turning on a faucet? Where did the flood come from?This imagination is really rich enough.

What about the agreed tear point of 1.8 meters?

Xing Yue turned off the faucet, threw the half-washed lunch box into the sink, grabbed the cigarette and lighter on the table, turned around and went to the balcony, and closed the balcony door behind him.

What is this?What the hell is this? ?

Director Xu also said to talk to himself, what is there to talk about?Didn't he just look through the old files, who did he provoke?

But who the hell did Xiang Hai provoke?

Why?I have studied hard and my grades are pretty good, so why don't you even know where I went to university?

Am I fucking an orphan with both parents?Or a free-range husky?

But why the hell are you taking your anger out on Xiang Hai?

who do you think You Are?Who do you think you are?

Xing Yue was lying on the balcony, smoking a cigarette while wiping his eyes.

But tears are like a sneeze, the more you try to control it, the more violent it will erupt.Only one string was erased, and a new string came down.So much so that in the end, Xing Yue rubbed his eyes left and right, forgetting why he was crying.

Hold.This is really embarrassing. Is this what the old man did?He scolded Xiang Hai like a mad dog, then turned his head, and ran away wiping his tears like a pissed off daughter-in-law.

People still call you elder brother, shouldn't they be called "Sister Xing" instead?

Alas, my eyes are burning and painful, and my eyelids must be swollen, because the field of view has changed from widescreen to narrowscreen.

Now with this kind of virtue, he is even more ashamed to face Xiang Hai.

But maybe they have already slammed the door and left?That would be great.

Smoked out.Xing Yue took a deep breath, but he didn't breathe much, as if two big stones were stuck in his nose.He wiped his burning eyes, and then opened the balcony door.

It's a pity that Xiang Hai didn't leave, nor did he sit at the dining table, but stood by the sink in the kitchen, just finishing the last lunch box.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiang Hai glanced over there, then turned off the faucet, wiped the water on the lunch box with a towel, "Brother Xing, do you have to go to the balcony to smoke at your house?"

"No, no, whatever you want, smoke wherever you want." Xing Yue's voice is like sandpaper now.

"Fuck me." Xiang Hai was also taken aback by this vicissitudes of life and sexy voice.He put the cleaned lunch box aside, lit a cigarette for himself, and leaned against the sink.

"Where's the rice? Where's the chicken drumstick?" Xing Yue's eyes swept around, "Where are the leftovers from just now?"

"It's down." Xiang Hai looked at him, "It's in the trash can."

"Fuck." Xing Yue's heart ached for a while, he planned to put it in the refrigerator and eat it tomorrow.

"Who the fuck." Xiang Hai took a puff of cigarette, "If you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"What??" Xing Yue was dumbfounded, no, dumbfounded.

"As for Brother Xing," Xiang Hai smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, "It's just a meal, and I made you cry."

"Fuck! Who, who the hell is crying? Who? Who?" Although he was wronged, he couldn't lose his momentum.Xing Yue immediately stared with peach-like dog eyes.

Xiang Hai tilted his head, exhaled another long puff of smoke, and rushed towards the pair of red eyes, "From now on, you can talk when you are hungry. I will take orders 7/24, free of charge, and you don't even need to exchange your tears for it."

"You fucking..."

"You still claim to be 1.8 meters eight," Xiang Hai narrowed his eyes, "Brother Xing, I think your tears are at most 1.5 meters."

.......

Xing Yue felt that he had been humiliated by Xiang Hai in 360 degrees, but he didn't have a temper at all, so it was quite useful on the contrary?She even hoped that Xiang Hai would humiliate him a little harder.

But Xiang Hai didn't want to be humiliated yet.

He yawned while putting the lunch box in the bag, "Brother Xing, I'm going back, it's almost three o'clock, and it will be dawn in a while." Then he picked up the bag and walked out.

"Hey Xiang Hai!" Xing Yue called him to stop.

"Huh?" Xiang Hai turned his head.

"Well, cough, block me, on WeChat."

"Why?" Xiang Hai frowned.

"You saw it too, I'm a fucking fucker, I don't deserve to live in your WeChat. You don't have to be embarrassed, just block me directly." Xing Yue didn't look at him, and tilted his head. Look at the refrigerator.

"No, Brother Xing, what do you think?" Xiang Hai was a little sleepy at first, but now he was amused by him again.

"You owe me the moving fee and don't pay it back, and you still occupy the moral high ground here. Let me take the initiative to block you. Your method of collecting money is quite high-end."

"Fuck." Xing Yue remembered this, "I'll pay it back now, how much is it, I'll transfer it to you now."

Then he started to fumble around, "Hey, where is my phone?"

"Look for it yourself." Xiang Hai carried the bag, went out to put on his shoes, and opened the door.

Xing Yue didn't wake up until he heard the sound of closing the door.He hurriedly grabbed the key and chased it out, "Hey, wait a minute, I'll see you off!"

Xiang Hai was overtaken by Xing Yue before he had gone far, and the two walked one after the other.

At three o'clock in the morning, everything was quiet, the leaves didn't move, only the sound of their unhurried footsteps was left between the world and the earth.

Xing Yue felt that his mood this day was like a roller coaster, and now he finally returned to his position smoothly.

But the calmer he is now, the more he feels sorry for Xiang Hai.

Comparing your heart with your heart, if this happened to him, it is very likely that he would overturn the table on the spot.Of course, starting from the ground up, he couldn't do such a heart-warming operation of cooking by himself in the middle of the night and then sending it to others.

But Xiang Hai did it, and he didn't lift the table.Not only did he not lift it, but he also silently cleaned the lunch box.

This good temper alone is beyond comparison.What's more, he is so good at cooking, and he is also a good mover, even Xu Bureau praised him.But what about myself?Except for eating for six years more than others... Takeaway, it seems that I don't have any skills that can be used.

A heavy sense of guilt surfaced, and he really searched his guts to make up for Xiang Hai.But the guilt soaked in the water said coldly, "Spiritually, he is richer than you, but materially, you still owe him money."

Xing Yue ruthlessly kicked away a small stone on the road, but it was so hard to die that it hit Xiang Hai's leg who was one step away from him.

"Hey?" Xiang Hai turned his head back, and looked down again, "It's too much, Brother Xing, it's fine if you scold me, why are you still beating me?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Mistake, accidental injury, definitely accidental injury!" Xing Yue couldn't speak very sharply.

"Tsk, if you say sorry again, I will really block you."

So Xing Yue stopped talking, put his hands in his pockets and followed silently.He was really afraid that Xiang Hai would block him.

Previously, he offered to ask Xiang Hai to blackmail him, in fact, he was betting that Xiang Hai would probably not bear it.Putting it on the bright side like this, Xiang Hai should be too embarrassed to blackmail him quietly after looking back, right?

In this way, he can continue to brazenly live in Xiang Hai's friend list.

Tsk tsk, this carefulness is like a harem concubine who has fallen out of favor.

"Brother Xing, how do you usually eat after work?" Xiang Hai asked while walking.

The large refrigerator in Xing Yue's house was so empty, Xiang Hai guessed that he should seldom eat at home.

As for why he took the initiative to deliver food to Xing Yue today, he himself was a little confused.Maybe it was because the materials at hand were all ready-made, or maybe it was because Xing Yue said in a hoarse voice that he planned to drink a bottle of water and eat a piece of bread to make do with it.

After running outside for a day, how can I just make do with it?

He also saw that Xing Yue had something on his mind today, otherwise he wouldn't be crying so much.No matter how delicious the food is, it won't be really moved to tears.

But what is it that can make this man with a tear point as high as 1.8 meters cry like a little girl?During the day, Li Mo's tears were not as violent as his.

Fortunately, Xing Yue took it by himself, otherwise the little girl could still be coaxed, his style is really difficult to deal with.

"Take out, or eat outside, and sometimes eat in the cafeteria."

"Never cook?"

"I can do it too, cook noodles or something. I'm pretty good at cooking noodles."

Xiang Hai glanced at him, not understanding the concept of well-cooked noodles.However, looking at Xing Yue's expression, he seems quite confident about this skill.

"It's so unhealthy to eat takeaway all the time, why don't you learn how to cook something?"

Xing Yue shook his head directly, "No, I don't have that skill. I think this thing should be inherited, and my family doesn't have this gene. I'm the one who can cook best in our family."

Xiang Hai was a little shocked, what kind of family is this?Could it be that their family lives on takeaway?

"Do you know Xiang Hai, I only drank that soup tonight twice. The last time was ten years ago, when I was still in high school." Xing Yue said calmly.

Perhaps it was the wave of tears released just now that dissolved and took away all the bad emotions accumulated in my heart.It's like a steamed pressure cooker, the lid can be lifted at any time.Now he doesn't even mind showing Xiang Hai those things that are so rotten in the pot that he doesn't know what they are.

Xiang Hai turned around, then walked backwards while looking at him.

Just a bowl of soup, have to wait ten years?

He thought this was probably where Xing Yue's tears were.That bowl of soup ten years ago must have meant something to him, otherwise he wouldn't be so hurt today.

What I drank was soup with mixed flavors, and what was replaced were tears.

However, should I regret cooking this bowl of soup for him, or should I be glad that I cooked this bowl of soup?

"Really." Xiang Hai kicked a stone at his feet towards Xing Yue, "That time, did you cry too?"

"Fuck!" Xing Yue stopped immediately, "Can you stop mentioning this? Can you save some face for me?"

"Tsk, brother Xing, can you keep your voice down, the lights over there are all turned on in the middle of the night."

Xing Yue quickly glanced to the side, and found that the voice-activated light at the door of a unit over there was really on.It seems that my lung capacity is not bad, and I can still make trouble with my slit throat.

Xiang Hai lowered his head and laughed for a long time, then raised his head and said, "Brother Xing, you don't always eat takeaways, tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it for you. I'm pretty good at cooking."