He is sick, I am the medicine

Jiang Chaqing got up very early. After finishing his breakfast with instant noodles, he sat in front of the computer and typed. At nine o'clock, the phone on the side rang a piercing alarm clock. He stopped typing, saved the document, and turned off the alarm clock.

Jiang Chaqing opened the curtains, and the glare of the sun shone into the room. He subconsciously stretched out his hands to block the sun, and squinted his eyes for a long time before he recovered. He had almost stayed at home this month, and his skin was a little white under the sun. Sick, he soon retreated to the shade, where he took several of the finest teas from the kitchen cupboard and packed them into gift boxes.

Today Jiang Chaqing is going to Ning Xin's home. In the past six years, he has tried all kinds of reasons to evade Ning Xin's invitation, but this time he cannot refuse. The reason is that Ning's mother accidentally broke her leg at home and was recovering Mention him again in bed.

After changing his clothes, Jiang Chaqing was stunned when he opened the door with the gift box, and then he couldn't help smiling, "This scene seems familiar."

Jin Xun, who was at the opposite door, also smiled heartily. He glanced at the gift box Jiang Chaqing was carrying, "It seems that you are not buying breakfast, are you visiting someone else's house?"

"That's right," Jiang Chaqing nodded. Since Jin Xun rescued him in time last time, they got to know each other a lot. They walked into the elevator side by side. Jin Xun's well-fitting black suit made him feel a little strange, and he hesitated. It took a while to say, "Your clothes..."

Jin Xun still smiled, but the smile faded a lot, "I'm going to the funeral."

Jiang Chaqing lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, "I'm sorry, please forgive me."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't know the person who died, but I had to go because of other reasons." Jin Xun explained.

"En." Jiang Chaqing responded, and the elevator door opened and they went out together. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Ning Xin's car parked not far away. Ning Xin opened the door and got off, walking towards him.

"Ginger," Ning Xin called Jiang Chaqing. He saw Jin Xun and Jiang Chaqing walking together in the car. He was upset and ran over without thinking, but Jin Xun saved Jiang Cha after all. Clearly, there was nothing unusual in his tone, "Mr. Jin, good morning, where are you going in all black?"

Jiang Chaqing's heart skipped a beat when he heard Ning Xin's words. He subconsciously looked at Jin Xun, but Jin Xun still had a smile on his face, "Well, there is something I need to attend formally."

"Then you are busy, Jiang Chaqing and I have something to go." Ning Xin had a smirk on his face.

"Goodbye." Jiang Chaqing was about to leave with Ning Xin when Jin Xun stopped him.

"Be careful in everything." When Jin Xun focused on people, his blue eyes always gave people a feeling of affection.

Jiang Chaqing understood what Jin Xun was reminding him of. Xie Xiao hadn't been caught for a month so far. The thought of that pervert might reappear, he really felt creepy. Before he could say anything, Ning Xin blocked him first. forward.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, I will take good care of Jiang, and the last accident will never happen." Ning Xin narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, he really made up his mind to protect Jiang Chaqing.

"Courage is commendable," Jin Xun made a simple summary of Ning Xin's words. He was clearly dressed in black, but he didn't sweat a single drop while standing in the scorching sun. On the contrary, the sunlight made his handsome features even more dazzling. "Compared to Relying on other people's protection, I hope that Cha Qing can learn some self-defense and crisis awareness, after all, we are often alone."

Ning Xin was speechless. At the moment Jiang Chaqing was rescued by Jin Xun, he was destined to be unconvincing in terms of safety.

"I should go, goodbye." Jin Xun raised his hand and looked at his watch, then turned and left.

Jiang Chaqing and Ning Xin got into the car, Ning Xin started the car, saw the gift box Jiang Chaqing was carrying, he smiled, "Phoenix Dancong, this is my dad's favorite tea, I remember you and Like a little old man, he always plays chess with my dad over tea, by the way, what is my mom's gift?"

Jiang Chaqing tightened her hand on her side, her face was still calm, "A box of cosmetics, I hope she still uses this brand."

"Don't worry, my mother has been talking about you all these years, and she is too late to be happy that you can go back, let alone a gift." Jin Xun turned the steering wheel with a smile on his face.

The corners of Jiang Chaqing's mouth curled up slightly when he saw Ning Xin like this, but when his eyes turned to the box of cosmetics, his face returned to indifference. He looked at the sky outside the car window in a daze for a moment, inexplicably thinking of Jin Xun in black.

The weather is so nice... Such a sad thing happened in such a weather.

Naturally, Jin Xun doesn't think that this weather is not suitable for the dead. In his opinion, people die in unknown dark corners every moment. When they arrive at the cemetery and get off the bus, the scorching sun makes him frown slightly. He doesn't like it. Going out in such hot weather, he opened the umbrella and walked in slowly.

The protagonist of the funeral was a handsome young man, and Jin Xun saw the photo on the tombstone through the crowd.

"Jin Xun." Someone behind him patted Jin Xun's arm.

"Uncle Zeng, did you find anything?" Jin Xun turned around and looked at the middle-aged police officer in plain clothes. He held the umbrella handle and looked around. There were indeed several plainclothes nearby.

"No, most of the people who came were identified by the family members of the deceased, and no one was born face to face. It seems that this time the murderer is not interested in attending the funeral of the deceased..." The middle-aged police officer glanced up and down at Jin Xun, and he took a step back, "Still I look hot with you in this outfit."

"This is my respect for the dead." Jin Xun looked at the middle-aged woman sitting in a wheelchair in the distance. The woman held the urn in both hands. Older by several years.

The middle-aged police officer followed Jin Xun's gaze and couldn't help sighing, "The body is still not found. To be honest, I have the urge to abdicate in front of these grieving family members to thank the world."

"Has the technical department analyzed that photo?" Jin Xun asked.

"It is confirmed that it is not P's... The family members also confirmed that it is the deceased himself." The middle-aged police officer took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Jin Xun.

Jin Xun took the photo. The background was a darkness that could swallow everything. A man was lying naked on the ground. His hands were placed in his belly, his head had been separated from his body, but his expression remained peaceful, as if he was sleeping. The skin on his body is pale and frighteningly pale, and the veins on the arms can be clearly seen, and the photo is only taken at the calf, but there is nothing there. Jin Xun turned the back of the photo and wrote a sentence on it. The handwriting of the message is fresh and elegant. slender.

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