Mr. Dong Guo

When Guo Qiyu opened his eyes, Meng Xiaoyan was half-supporting his head, observing him carefully.

Seeing that he opened his eyes, he leaned over and made a gesture to kiss him. Guo Qiyu remained motionless, even tilted his head, looking at him in confusion.

Meng Xiaoyan already knew that Guo Qiyu hadn't woken up yet.

Generally, this reaction only occurs in the morning when Guo Qiyu doesn't sleep well at night.

After sleeping in the same bed with him for so long, Meng Xiaoyan understood men better than himself.

Ever since he discovered that Guo Qiyu would behave like this, Meng Xiaoyan took the opportunity to eat a lot of tofu, hugged him with both hands and feet, and rubbed against him. Not only would he not be pushed away, but he would occasionally get a response. It is a warm hug back, and sometimes it may be the good morning kiss that Meng Xiaoyan looks forward to the most...

It's just that there are very few such opportunities, and most of the time they are disappointing. Meng Xiaoyan attributes this to the fact that Guo Qiyu seldom gets so close to people, so naturally he will not subconsciously make kisses.

It's different now, Meng Xiaoyan pulled the man's head back with one hand, facing himself, after a little taste, Guo Qiyu didn't refuse in a daze, Meng Xiaoyan chuckled lightly, and kissed him.

Guo Qiyu gradually regained consciousness during the long kiss.

Meng Xiaoyan's kiss made him breathless, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Seeing him wake up, Meng Xiaoyan tapped the tip of his sweaty nose with his tongue, "Father, I haven't forgiven you yet."

Guo Qiyu stared wide-eyed, and it took him a long time to find his voice, hoarse and ugly, "I'm not your father."

Meng Xiaoyan seemed unmoved, and rubbed his face affectionately, "Then let's be together, as lovers."

Guo Qiyu raised his hand with difficulty, pushed him, but did not push, "We have nothing to do with each other."

"Father, you didn't try your best last night..." Meng Xiaoyan pointed out the facts lightly, "And now you are rejecting me?"

He didn't yell for help, he didn't cut the rope with a knife, and he didn't compare his neck with a knife to threaten each other with death, or the fish died and the net was broken, the two sides couldn't get along...

"You don't want it," Meng Xiaoyan leaned against his ear, rubbing his ears together, "Father, after all, you don't want me to let me succeed...Dad, you love me."

"That's also the love between relatives." Guo Qiyu didn't even think about it, and subconsciously responded.

Meng Xiaoyan's face sank, and he bit Guo Qiyu's earlobe as if punishing him. When he heard the man's unbearable cry of pain, he let go of him, got up, but avoided the topic, and said, "Dad, don't sleep anymore. In a moment, I'll make breakfast."

Turning around, I saw Guo Qiyu struggling to get up, "Dad, what are you going to do?"

"Go to work." Guo Qiyu grinned, his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and the foreign body sensation was very strong in the back. He didn't want to say a word to this unfilial son now.

Meng Xiaoyan brought in a mobile phone from outside, "I've asked for leave for you."

What he didn't say was that Guo Qiyu hadn't been in the company for a few days because of Zheng Qing's affairs in the past half month. Even if he was only a small team leader, this caused dissatisfaction from his superiors.

After Meng Xiaoyan called, the answer he received was that if he didn't go to work tomorrow, he would be deemed to have resigned automatically.

There was also a lot of noise over there. It sounded like Guo Qiyu's boss was extremely anxious and angry. When he said this sentence again, he might have dismissed Guo Qiyu in his heart.

But Meng Xiaoyan just paused, and continued: "I asked for three days off for you."

"how come?"

Guo Qiyu is aware of the company's regulations. In the past two months, he has asked for leave frequently. He doesn't even think about the perfect attendance award. It's good if he doesn't get fired.

Meng Xiaoyan was about to speak, ready to make up this lie, he didn't want Guo Qiyu to go to work, it's better for a man to focus on him.

But the phone ringing interrupted his plans.

Meng Xiaoyan glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number, when he answered it, it was a young man's voice.

Meng Xiaoyan gave Guo Qiyu a cold look, then turned around, "Who are you?"

Guo Qiyu wanted to catch up to grab the phone, but just got out of bed, his feet were not steady, his legs were already weak, and he knelt down on the ground, his whole body was wet, and the bruises on his body had not disappeared. He knelt on the ground, his thin back was bent Forming a beautiful arc, the hickey marks on the back are like plum blossom petals falling all over the back, extending to the secret place.

Meng Xiaoyan turned around, his eyes darkened.

He walked over in two steps, hugged Guo Qiyu, and compromised: "Don't move, I will turn on the speaker."

He pressed the loudspeaker button, and the voice over there stopped, and Meng Xiaoyan said: "He is not feeling well, I pressed the loudspeaker, you continue talking."

There was a pause there, and he introduced himself to Guo Qiyu, "Hello, Mr. Guo, I am Dong Cheng, the policeman who received your report yesterday."

Guo Qiyu nodded, and was surprised that the other party couldn't see him. He ignored Meng Xiaoyan's narrow smile. He was about to speak when Meng Xiaoyan put his fingers on his lips and said to Dong Cheng on the phone: "Got it, you continue."

"Ah? Well, it's like this, Mr. Guo, we need you to come to the police station now, Zheng Qing, we found it," there was a pause, and the voice lowered, "Mr. Guo, I hope you can do a good job. Mentally prepare."

After talking over there, both of them were taken aback, Guo Qiyu looked dazed, and Meng Xiaoyan replied, "Okay, we will rush there as soon as possible."

Hanging up the phone here, Meng Xiaoyan didn't have to look at Guo Qiyu's face at this moment, he could guess a little bit, and in a blink of an eye, Guo Qiyu's expression had turned gray, guilt and ashamed.

It has to be said that what men are best at is to plan for the worst for themselves, and only do the worst, and then fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

"It's okay," he hugged the thin man who was hugging the quilt full of anxiety at the moment, and comforted softly, "It's okay, it's not your fault."

Meng Xiaoyan quickly made breakfast and helped Guo Qiyu wash up. The two hurried out to the police station.

"Mr. Guo!"

Dong Cheng saw the two people who had just stood at the gate of the police station, greeted them, and ran over, "You are here, Mr. Guo, come here with me to sign."

Meng Xiaoyan half-hugged and half-supported Guo Qiyu to walk inside. His kindness was not rewarded, but Guo Qiyu broke away coldly and ignored him, "No need."

After all, he gritted his teeth and increased his speed to follow behind Dong Cheng, who had long legs and walked fast.

"Officer Dong, Zheng Qing, what happened to her?" Guo Qiyu asked.

Dong Cheng paused, with a look of unbearable expression on his face, he hesitated and said: "Well, Mr. Guo should come and sign first, and we will go to the hospital together later."

After signing, Dong Cheng drove away the car of the police station and sent them to the hospital.

Seeing the direction he was walking, there were fewer and fewer people, but the expression on his face became more and more sad, Meng Xiaoyan's heart sank, and he supported the ashen-faced Guo Qiyu, knowing that his worst plan might become a reality.

They stopped at the entrance of the mortuary, and the medical staff took a look at the license plate given by Dong Cheng, and led them in, "Get the corpse?"

"Well, it was delivered this morning." Dong Cheng replied.

"Oh, I know, there aren't many good people jumping off a building."

"Jump off the building?" Guo Qiyu exclaimed.

The medical staff turned their heads and looked reproachfully, "Please don't make any noise. If the family members are emotional, go outside and wait."

Guo Qiyu shook his head quickly and apologized in a low voice.

Meng Xiaoyan patted him and comforted him in his ear.

At the moment when the white cloth was removed from the body, Meng Xiaoyan subconsciously turned Guo Qiyu's head away forcefully, and buried it in his shoulder and neck, not letting him see it.

Guo Qiyu's hand tightly clutched his arm, and it hurt, but his whole body was trembling violently, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Meng Xiaoyan looked at it for a while, and Zheng Qing's face was basically recognizable, but the back of the skull was completely smashed, the face was still swollen, and the head was sunken.The whole body fell into a deformed shape.

"It's her." Meng Xiaoyan said.

Dong Cheng looked at Guo Qiyu, who was tightly protected by him in his arms, and asked, "Can I ask, what is your relationship?"

Guo Qiyu struggled and wanted to speak, but was hugged tightly by Meng Xiaoyan, "Father and son."

Seeing Dong Cheng raised his eyebrows sharply, Meng Xiaoyan added impatiently, "It's not my own."

Dong Cheng felt even more strange, but he didn't say anything after all, just said: "Go out and sign."

After going out, Guo Qiyu wanted to get angry, Meng Xiaoyan just covered him like that, and he didn't even see Zheng Qing for the last time, no matter how miserable his face was, he should see him.

Meng Xiaoyan's self-righteous claims were not once or twice. Guo Qiyu took the watch handed over by the medical staff, feeling sullen in his heart, and didn't want to pay attention to Meng Xiaoyan.

Meng Xiaoyan stopped him, "Wait, is this signed by the family?"

"Yeah!" The medical staff got a little impatient, they struggled to recognize a dead body, this is a mortuary, not a playground!

Dong Cheng asked: "Mr. Guo is her husband and a family member."

Meng Xiaoyan's eyes turned cold, "The divorce agreement seems to be kept in your police station as evidence, but Zheng Qing has already signed it. As long as my dad signs it, they are not husband and wife anymore."

"But Mr. Guo hasn't signed it yet."

"He will sign." Meng Xiaoyan grabbed Guo Qiyu's hand holding the pen and took the pen out of his hand. "Please contact Zheng Qing's parents. Besides, why didn't even her parents notify her when she died?"

Dong Cheng pursed his lips, looked at the shivering Guo Qiyu, and then at the imposing Meng Xiaoyan, "It has been notified, we are on the way, and we want to sign the contract early."

"Mr. Guo, did you really voluntarily divorce?"

There was silence for a while, no one expected Dong Cheng to ask a question suddenly.

Guo Qiyu let out an "ah" and finally nodded.

In fact, it was planned like this from the beginning. The two got married in a fake manner, then divorced, and then Zheng Qing left with the child.

"What about that child?" Dong Cheng shook his head, "It's so pitiful."

Guo Qiyu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Officer Dong, can I ask, how did you find Ah Qing?"

Dong Cheng did not hide it.

According to what the witnesses saw and heard, it was finally concluded that after Zheng Qing left the hospital yesterday evening, he took a taxi to Chengyu District, which is a wealthy district and the home of Luo Jian and his wife.

After she arrived at the destination, she happened to see Luo Jian resting on the lawn with her original wife.

In extreme rage, she took out a prepared knife from her bosom and stabbed it into Luo Jian's belly. Mrs. Luo Jian reacted quickly and called for help, but Zheng Qing was nowhere to be found.

This morning, Zheng Qing's body was found downstairs in the building where Luo Jian worked. Because it was not at the main entrance, the place where he jumped off was in an alley on the back street. The staff at work found it accidentally when they looked down.

Police initially ruled it to be suicide.

"It is said to be a preliminary judgment, but the case is actually over," Dong Cheng said, "Luo Jian is not dead either, it was just stabbed in the abdomen and did not hurt the vitals."

"The company Luo Jian works for?" Guo Qiyu asked, then looked at Meng Xiaoyan blankly, "It's the company I work for."

Dong Cheng froze for a moment, "Really?"

"Zheng Qing jumped off the building in our company?" Guo Qiyu lowered his head, a little dazed.

Dong Cheng took out a report from nowhere, "This is Zheng Qing's medical examination. After checking some information, we believe that she may have been under great anxiety and pressure, and finally collapsed. A series of events before her death The behavior was a seizure, so the charges against her have been dropped."

"What about Luo Jian?" Guo Qiyu's eyes turned red, "What about Luo Jian who caused her to become like this?"

Dong Cheng was not very clear about the matter between them, but he could guess roughly, so he could only say: "Luo Jian, he is the victim in this case."

Seeing that Guo Qiyu hadn't spoken for a long time, Dong Cheng patted him on the shoulder, showing his unbearable and sympathetic face as a young policeman.

"Dad, it's okay, I'm here."