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"Please come in."

Xia Bingyang pressed the password, opened the door, and said to Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng walked in, stood in the porch and looked around, a full-term kitten slowly walked towards him from the window.

He still remembered that Xia Bingyang was afraid of cats and dogs, so he was very surprised when he saw the little yellow cat. He squatted down and picked up the kitten that walked to his feet, and asked, "Is this your cat?"

Xia Bingyang glanced at the cat in his arms, and went straight to the bedroom: "It's Xia Hang's cat, and it's being fostered with me temporarily."

Ji Zheng hugged the cat and leaned against the back of the sofa, facing the direction of the bedroom, gently kneading the kitten's ears and asked: "Xia Hang, is that your brother?"

There was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the bedroom, Xia Bingyang said loudly: "Yes, he has grown up, and there are photos on the coffee table."

Ji Zheng went to look at the photo he was talking about, and saw a palm-sized photo frame on the white marble board of the bare coffee table, with a group photo embedded in it, he recognized Xia Bingyang, who was holding Xia Bingyang's neck behind him The boy should be Xia Hang.

The background in the photo was a garden villa with a large swimming pool in the yard. Xia Bingyang was standing by the pool, barefoot, trousers rolled up to his knees, and was watering the pool with a hose.

A boy younger than him hugged his neck affectionately from behind and smiled brightly at the camera.

Xia Bingyang, on the other hand, was impatient with the presence of the camera, and turned his head slightly to avoid Xia Hang, who was almost touching his cheek, looking at the camera with squinted eyes seemingly reluctantly.

Ji Zheng wanted to find a photo of him and his parents, but he only found a photo of him and Xia Hang. Presumably, his relationship with his father and stepmother has not improved over the years.He sat on the sofa, looked at this photo for a long time, and could still see some traces of his youth from Xia Bingyang's stern face in the photo.

After a while, Xia Bingyang came out of the bedroom, holding a clean change of clothes in his arms.

"This is my dress, I haven't worn it a few times."

Xia Bingyang handed the clothes to Ji Zheng, pointed to the direction of the bathroom: "Take a shower, and change the clothes on your body."

Ji Zheng put the photo back in place when he came out, he took the change of clothes Xia Bingyang handed over, and didn't rush to the bathroom, but asked: "You live alone now?"

He conveniently put the little yellow cat on the sofa, Xia Bingyang took the pillow and pushed the cat to the side of the sofa, casually said: "As soon as I graduated from university, I moved out of the house, hey! Don't lick me!"

The kitten licked his wrist, which frightened him so much that he dropped the pillow and hid.

Ji Zheng smiled, took the kitten down and put it into the cat litter by the floor-to-ceiling window, and said to Xia Bingyang: "Feed it something to eat, it may be hungry."

After speaking, Ji Zheng walked into the bathroom.

Xia Bingyang fed the cat some milk cakes and replaced it with clean water, then went back to her bedroom and took a simple and quick shower.Usually he only wears a pair of boxer briefs and a nightgown after taking a shower at home, which is coquettish and cool.Now that there is an extra record at home, Xia Bingyang originally wanted to wear tighter clothes, but stopped when she was wearing short sleeves in front of the mirror in the bathroom, staring at her face in the mirror, wondering what she was thinking, and then put on the short sleeves again. He took off the sleeves, tore off the nightgown hanging on the hook on the wall and put it on his body, with the neckline still wide open, the nightgown straps were loosely tied, and he walked out of the bedroom coquettishly.

There was the sound of rustling water in the bathroom, and a silhouette of a man loomed on the milky white frosted glass sliding door.

Xia Bingyang pulled up the neckline of the nightgown that had slipped off her shoulders, walked to the door of the bathroom, knocked on the door twice, and raised her voice, "Brother Ji Zheng, can your clothes be washed in the washing machine?"

The sound of the water stopped, and the figure on the door moved slightly, as if turning towards the door, Ji Zheng said: "Yes, take out the phone and car keys for me."

After speaking, the sound of water in the bathroom rang again.

Xia Bingyang squatted on the ground and took out his cell phone and car keys from his suit jacket pocket and put them on the coffee table, then put Ji Zheng's clothes into the washing machine.

As soon as he was done, the phone rang.The procuratorate started the judicial process overnight and was reviewing the evidence he handed over. Tang Ying never broke contact with him.

He casually sat cross-legged on the ground, and took a mobile phone to reply to Tang Ying's messages. After replying three or four times, he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and then it was heard that Ji Zheng was hoarse and soft from the steam. voice.

"Bing Yang, do you have any extra towels?"

Xia Bingyang hurriedly ran over and stood at the bathroom door and said, "The gray towel next to the shampoo is clean, I haven't used it before."

The sound in the bathroom died down, and there was no movement quietly.

Xia Bingyang leaned against the wall, then pressed the phone.

Tang Ying said that regarding the video in Meng Xiang's car, the materials did not clearly state how it came about, and she was worried that Xu Hui's lawyer would seize this point in court to 'examine' the judge and ask him to go to the procuratorate now.

Xia Bingyang refused without thinking: Not now, I can't leave.

Before today, he was an on-call model worker of the procuratorate. Even if he was stabbed in the middle of the night and the procuratorate called, he would be in the office of the investigation department within half an hour, so there were very few cases returned to him for supplementary investigation. Basically, 'over and over again'.

Tang Ying asked him if he had any major cases to investigate,

He replied: Big case.

After a while, Ji Zheng pushed open the bathroom door, and when he came out, he saw Xia Bingyang standing at the door and pressing his phone.He stopped walking and looked at Xia Bingyang without moving his eyes for a moment.

Xia Bingyang had always been barefoot at home and did not wear shoes. He had just taken a shower at this time, and his soft black hair was disheveled, and the tips of his hair were still dripping with water.He was only wearing a baggy black silk nightgown, the neckline of which was wide open and the left collar almost slid down his shoulders.Ji Zheng looked at the past from the side angle, and he could see his entire chest from his neckline at a glance, and his gaze extended all the way down to the waist and crotch tied by the nightgown strap.

The nightgown was down to his knees, and it was impossible to see what he was wearing underneath, or he was not wearing anything at all, but the two hemlines split as he stood with his right leg curled up and the soles of his feet propped up against the wall, and the fork opened all the way. to the base of his thigh...

Xia Bingyang just bowed his head to type, turned his head inadvertently, and saw that Ji Zheng had come out of the bathroom, and was standing at the door looking at him.

Seeing that his hair was wet, Xia Bingyang seemed to have only wiped it briefly with a towel, and said, "There is a hair dryer in the bathroom."

Only then did Ji Zheng look away from him, and walked in front of him: "Don't blow it, it will be dry in a while."

He walked into the dining room and picked up one of the glasses on the dining room table, then turned around and asked Xia Bingyang, "Can I use it?"

Xia Bingyang walked towards him, took the glass in his hand and washed it in the kitchen sink and said, "Almost no one uses it, it's just a decoration on the table, um... for tea?"

Ji Zheng thought he didn't need to sleep tonight, and now he couldn't sleep, so he opened a chair and sat down, looked at Xia Bingyang and said, "It's thicker, thank you."

Xia Bingyang was a little puzzled, thinking that if he drank strong tea in the middle of the night, wouldn't he not have to sleep in the second half of the night?

Although he was puzzled, he didn't ask any further questions. He put all three green tea bags into the water cup and filled it with hot water, then got himself a can of cold beer, walked to the restaurant and sat down opposite Ji Zheng.

"Green tea bag, are you used to drinking it?"

Xia Bingyang pushed the teacup in front of Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng just nodded and took a sip of the hot green tea.

With a sound of 'Puff', Xia Bingyang pulled out the tab of the beer can, and the foam in the beer gushed out from the opening, and flowed along the body of the can onto the table.

Xia Bingyang roughly took out a few paper towels and wiped the beer cans and the table. Halfway through wiping, he suddenly raised his eyes to see Ji Zheng's face, and saw that Ji Zheng was holding glasses and was wiping the white foggy lenses with paper towels.

Ji Zheng had just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, a few strands of the hair that was always combed back to show his energy were bent down to his forehead, resting on his eyelashes and eyebrows, making him look like The stern bronze statue is also like a gentle ink painting.

Ji Zheng wiped the glasses clean, and combed the strands of hair hanging from his forehead with his fingers to the back before putting on the glasses. He looked up and saw Xia Bingyang was looking at him, so he smiled at him: "What's wrong?"

Xia Bingyang took a sip of the throat-piercing cold beer and said, "It's all right."

If he didn't say anything, Ji Zheng didn't ask, and asked another question: "That person named Xu Hui is the last murderer you've been looking for?"

Xia Bingyang said: "Yes, if you catch him, the case will be closed."

"What case?"

"The homicide and the car accident were all done by him."

Ji Zheng held the teacup with both hands, and rubbed his index finger against the wall of the cup slowly. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Gong Haiqiang really turned around?"

"Yes, Gong Hai stressed his head, and Xu Hui also turned around. Xu Hui admitted that he caused the accident. At that time, Gong Haiqiang's car was in front. Gong Haiqiang made an emergency brake to avoid Lei Honggen, but Xu Hui's car followed too closely. , and the speed was too fast. The police car driven by Xu Hui pushed Gong Haiqiang's car out, and Gong Haiqiang killed Lei Honggen."

Although Ji Zheng was not proficient in the law, he could hear the situation. The car behind who was speeding and did not keep a safe driving distance was almost entirely responsible. He asked again: "Then how did Gong Haiqiang die?"

Xia Bingyang simplified Gong Haiqiang's escape process, and only said: "Xu Hui killed him."

Ji Zheng heard the words and didn't want to pursue too much.

In fact, he hasn't fully understood the whole case until now, partly because Xia Bingyang hid a part from him, and partly because he deliberately didn't ask about the part Xia Bingyang hid from him.He's not a policeman, and he doesn't need to solve crimes, so he doesn't want to have too many tragedies and deaths in his mind.

At this moment, Ji Zheng suddenly realized that Xia Bingyang was really different. He didn't want to hear about the tragedy. Xia Bingyang was dismantled, crushed, swallowed mouthfuls, melted into his bones and blood, and merged with himself.

It was only now that Ji Zheng equated the Xia Bingyang in his impression with the first-line criminal police.

Xia Bingyang's body lived those people who died with hatred and injustice, those vicious murderers, and those irreparable tragic facts, but he was able to speak it out calmly, as if he was born with them One.It takes a lot of courage and strength.

The Xia Bingyang in front of him suddenly made Ji Zheng feel strange, and a feeling that he hadn't seen for many years and that things were different quietly grew between him and Xia Bingyang.

He suddenly felt a little emotional, a little disappointed.

Xia Bingyang also fell silent because of Ji Zheng's silence. He didn't know what Ji Zheng was thinking, and thought that Ji Zheng was only concerned about the case, and he had nothing else to say to him, so he lowered his eyes and said sadly: "You Why don't you ask me."

Ji Zheng was still trying to connect the calm and stern Xia Bingyang in front of him with the Xia Bingyang who in his impression often acted coquettishly to him. Hearing Xia Bingyang ask him this way, he didn't know what Xia Bingyang was referring to for a while, so he asked: "What are you asking?"

Xia Bingyang lowered his head and fiddled with the wet frost on the mouth of the beer can: "My life, my changes, and my appearance, you have seen all these things, but it seems that you haven't seen them."

After Ji Zheng listened, he was silent for a while, then took a sip of the strong tea that Xia Bingyang made for him, and forced a smile: "It's the same with you, you saw my appearance and my changes, but you didn't ask anything .”

Xia Bingyang lowered his head and pulled the ring on the beer can. He was just fiddled with it lightly, but when he heard Ji Zheng's words, he began to pull it hard, with no emotion in his indifferent tone: "We were not like this before."

Ji Zheng leaned against the back of the chair, put his hands around the cup on his lap, looked at Xia Bingyang tenderly, and said with a slight smile, "You have grown up."

With a sound of 'stab', Xia Bingyang tore the ring off from the mouth of the can, and the sharp corners almost cut his fingers.Silently, he put the pull ring on his finger. He wanted to put it on his index finger, but he couldn't put it on, so he stopped, looked up at Ji Zheng and asked, "Is it a good thing?"

Ji Zheng looked into his eyes, suddenly a little nervous, his throat tightened and he said: "For you, it's a good thing."

Xia Bingyang smiled indistinctly: "What about you?"

Ji Zheng silently clenched the water glass in his hand tightly, and smiled reluctantly under Xia Bingyang's gaze; "What?"

Xia Bingyang lowered his eyes and put the pull ring on his ring finger: "I grow up, is it a good thing for you?"

Looking at the pull ring on his ring finger, Ji Zheng was completely confused, but he still couldn't see it on his face.

Xia Bingyang waited for a while, didn't hear his answer, looked up at him again and asked: "Brother Ji Zheng, do you like me now?"

Ji Zheng never dared to look into his eyes, and felt an inexplicable sense of oppression under his gaze, which fell on his shoulders like two big mountains, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He silently adjusted his chaotic mood, and wanted to deal with it perfunctorily, but Xia Bingyang kept looking at him, making him unable to avoid it, so he had no choice but to answer: "I like it."

Under Xia Bingyang's gaze, he found that he couldn't say 'dislike' to Xia Bingyang against his will.

Xia Bingyang laughed when he heard the words, he pushed the ring finger under the second knuckle of his ring finger, raised his hand and spread his fingers, looked at the ring finger with a faint light on the ring finger against the light in the living room, and curled his lips Jiao said: "I also like the way you look now."

After speaking, he wanted to remove the tab, but the tab was stuck by the phalanx and could not be removed.

Xia Bingyang himself was merciless to himself, and rudely tugged on the ring, and soon his knuckles were red.

Ji Zheng watched him wrestle with his fingers, and suddenly pulled his hand to the middle of the table.He stepped forward and leaned forward, holding the back of Xia Bingyang's hand with his left hand to prevent him from moving around, and holding the pull ring stuck on Xia Bingyang's phalanx with his right hand, he adjusted it to an oblique angle and pulled it out little by little.

Ji Zheng never spoke when he was concentrating on doing one thing, and it is the same now. He lowered his head and fiddled with the pull ring stuck in Xia Bingyang's hand, frowned slightly, and pursed his thin lips tightly, as if he was carrying out an important matter. work.

Strangely, Xia Bingyang almost scratched his skin when he stroked it by himself, but Ji Zheng didn't hurt him at all.

Xia Bingyang watched Ji Zheng's movement of pulling the ring out, and suddenly became dazed.

The pull ring is round, like a ring, and it is precisely because it looks like a ring that Xia Bingyang wears it on his hand. At this time, it looks more like a ring in Ji Zheng's hand.

Ji Zheng was holding the ring, as if he was helping him put it on his left ring finger...

In less than a minute, Ji Zheng took the pull ring off his hand.As soon as he took off the puller, Xia Bingyang suddenly retracted his hands and hid them in his arms, lay down on the table, and buried his face in the crook of his arms.

Ji Zheng hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Did you hurt your hand?"

Xia Bingyang's face was flushed with embarrassment from what he had just imagined, and he was embarrassed to let him see, so he had to hide his face, and when he heard him ask, he muttered: "The beer is too cold, my stomach hurts."

Ji Zheng removed the can of cold beer in his hand: "Drink less cold things in the future."

Xia Bingyang took the beer back again and stuck it on his face. When the heat on his face was almost gone, he suddenly stretched out his left hand towards Ji Zheng and said, "Put it back on for me."

Ji Zheng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huh?"

Xia Bingyang's face was still calm, and he raised his chin to the pull ring that Ji Zheng was holding in his hand.

Ji Zheng thought he was playing a child's temper, and patiently explained to him as if reasoning with him: "I almost couldn't take it off just now, so I can't put it on my hand again."

Xia Bingyang stretched out his hand in front of him, like a child who would not listen to an adult's persuasion, and said unreasonably: "I don't care, I will wear it."

Ji Zheng reasoned with him: "What should I do if I hurt my hand?"

Xia Bingyang didn't listen to his advice: "If you hurt your hand, you will hurt your hand. Anyway, I want to wear it, so give it to me."

Ji Zheng couldn't do anything with him, worried that his thick hands and feet would hurt him, so he found a pair of scissors and trimmed the outer ring of the pull ring neatly, cut it into a neat ring, and put it on Xia Bingyang's ring finger.Push only shallowly in front of the second knuckle.

Xia Bingyang was happy, and raised his hand to look at the light twice.

Ji Zheng was so happy to see him put a pull ring on his hand, and felt that he was still a child at heart.

Xia Bingyang slowly turned the pull ring in his hand, pretending to be casual and asked: "Brother Ji Zheng, where do you sleep tonight?"

Ji Zheng looked at the doors of several suspected second bedrooms and guest rooms, before he could speak, Xia Bingyang cut them off first as expected: "Those rooms are all empty, there is nothing."

Ji Zheng said: "It's okay, I will sleep on the sofa."

Xia Bingyang held the pull ring for a while, and said: "Why do you sleep on the sofa? It's not like I don't have a bed at home." After finishing speaking, he raised his head, deliberately not looking at Ji Zheng, and said: "The bed in my room is very big. You can sleep with me."

Ji Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then understood what he meant.Always calm and calm, his mind suddenly became a little confused, and he drowsily took a sip of the thing at hand, only to realize that what he was holding was a beer can.

He never drank, a sip of cold beer stuck in his throat made him cough.

Xia Bingyang saw his embarrassment, but pretended not to, and asked innocently, "Brother Ji Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Zheng swallowed the beer forcibly, took two sips of hot tea from his teacup to moisten his throat, and then he calmed down and said, "No, it's nothing."

Seeing his evasive expression, Xia Bingyang pretended to resolve his embarrassment kindly, got up and walked to the bedroom; "That's fine, I'll help you get the pillow and quilt."

Ji Zheng was even more difficult. He could hear the disappointment in Xia Bingyang's tone, but he didn't have the time to calm down and think about why Xia Bingyang was lost. He only thought that if Xia Bingyang was allowed to sleep with such a negative mood, he would be very unbearable. .

After thinking for a while, he turned off the light in the living room, and walked over to Xia Bingyang's bedroom.

Xia Bingyang stood in front of the closet and pretended to take things out, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed open behind him.He raised his eyebrows, curled up his lips to show a sly smile, then turned around holding an air conditioner, and looked at Ji Zheng pretending to be puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Ji Zheng closed the bedroom door, stood at the door and smiled lightly at him, saying: Let's sleep together, is that okay? "