Seven's secret

Pei Rong hugged Yan Qing, Yan Qing was so drunk that he didn't dodge, but his shoulders were still trembling slightly habitually, and he would let out two low sobs from time to time.

Pei Rong walked up the stairs step by step, feeling that what he was holding in his arms was a wounded child.A few years ago, it seemed that when he was just a policeman, the team took over a sex crime case of child abduction. When they smashed up the den of thieves and took out the injured children one by one, it was like this Worrying feeling.Those injured children, those scars that people can't see directly on the children, all of them are silent condemnation to them as law enforcement officers.

Pei Rong put his lips on Yanqing's forehead, he knew that the person in his arms had sunk into the nightmare deep in his memory, trembling with fear, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.He just stood by and watched helplessly, but he couldn't do anything.He couldn't even break through the heavy drunkenness and let Yan Qing sober up.

There was the sound of the door being opened above the stairs, Pei Rong raised his head and saw Xiao Liu standing quietly at the door, his eyes exactly like Yan Qing's were quiet and dim.He silently gave way to the door, welcomed them in, guided Pei Rong into Yanqing's room, and put him on the bed.

Xiao Liu came over with a warm towel from the bathroom, wanting to wipe Xiao Qi's face.As soon as he walked to the bed, Pei Rong took him over with an extremely natural attitude.

Xiao Liu was slightly taken aback.

Pei Rong sat by the bed, lowered his head and wiped Yanqing's wet face carefully, without raising his head, he said, "What's going on?"

Xiao Liu walked to the window and opened the curtains a little.The cool night wind poured in, blowing away the stuffy heat in the room.

"What do you want to ask, just ask."

Pei Rong wiped Yanqing's forehead and neck very carefully, and asked softly: "Murong He, Murong Jin. I want to know everything about Xiao Qi's past and Murong's family."

Before Yan Qing opened his eyes, he smelled a very fragrant smell, like pigeon soup, but he was not sure.There are other flavors mixed in this fragrance, like the smell of butter, a touch of sweetness, very attractive.Yan lightly lay on the bed, turned over lazily, probably slept too much, the symptoms of headache and nausea after hangover were not obvious.He just felt weak in his limbs and was very hungry.

Yanyan opened his eyes lightly, and saw that the light coming in through the window had turned into a soft orange, and there seemed to be a thin layer of veil floating in the room.Upstairs and downstairs, there was movement from the neighbor's house, and there was a kind of tranquility unique to dusk in the air.

There were light footsteps outside the door, Xiao Liu stood at the door and looked around, with a relieved expression on his face, "Are you awake? Have a headache? Pei Rong bought sober medicine, if you feel uncomfortable, take some. "

"Pei Rong?" Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, "Pei Rong is there?"

"He stayed here last night." Xiao Liu observed his expression very carefully. "I went to work this morning and came back half an hour ago. Now I went downstairs to return the pot from the restaurant."

The expression on Yan Qing's face froze for a moment, "He... he was here last night?!"

Xiao Liu nodded, "You don't remember? You drank too much and kept calling for Pei Rong to pick you up?"

Yan Qing really doesn't remember.He had never drank so much wine before, and the last clear image that remained in his mind was Ling Dongzhi holding a wine glass and about to climb up the table, while shouting to toast everyone.He doesn't remember what happened next.Yan Qing carefully searched his memory, and only saw a few sporadic pictures, the brightly lit urban night scene, the Jade Buddha pendant that Xiao Liu hung in his car was shaking slightly while driving at a constant speed, Pei Rong looked at him sideways, The light penetrating through the window outlines the chiseled profile...

Yan lightly held his head, unable to speak for a long time.

Xiao Liu shook his head, "Go and wash first, let's change your clothes. I wanted to wash you last night, but Pei Rong is here. If I want to give you a bath, he will definitely come to help," Xiao Liu's face floated. A narrow smile, "I don't want people to eat your tofu in front of me. So I wiped it for you casually."

Only then did Yan Qing notice that there was still a strong smell of alcohol on her body, she quickly got up from the bed, pulled out her messy hair, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Go," Xiao Liu gently pushed behind him, "I'll help you get a change of clothes."

When Yan Qing walked to the door of the bathroom, he stopped hesitantly, "Did I... say something last night?"

Xiao Liu's voice was flat, with a gentle taste as always, "I said everything."

Yan Qing's back stiffened, "Then he...he..."

"He bought you hangover medicine, and packed chicken soup and lemon cake after work." There was a slight smile in Xiao Liu's voice, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Yan Qing looked back at him in disbelief.

Xiao Liu smiled at him, "Hurry up and take a bath, I think Pei Rong will be back soon."

Yan Qing walked into the bathroom suspiciously, and the warm water poured down, washing away the sticky drowsiness left on the skin.The turbidity in my mind slowly became clear.He said everything, he actually said everything... God, why did he say everything?Could it be that he had been suppressed for too long, so he had a big explosion with the help of alcohol?

When Yan Qing lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the circular scar on his arm from the cigarette butt and the deep and shallow scars all over his body.He quickly moved away, not daring to look any further.In fact, he had never looked at his own body very carefully, and he didn't want to look at it, and he didn't dare to look at it. These traces made him feel disgusted and frightened.

If Pei Rong saw such a body... what would he think?

Yan Qing felt uneasy, and took twice as long to take a shower as usual.When he changed his clothes and pushed open the glass door of the bathroom, he saw Pei Rong squatting on the balcony, teasing the little hedgehog with something in his hand.

Yan Qing stood stiffly at the door, completely unable to breathe for a moment.

Pei Rong turned his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and showed a gentle smile.

Yan Qing felt something pounding in his heart, and the bang made his heart beat violently.He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had never been so nervous since he was a child.

Pei Rong threw the things in his hand to Spiderman, clapped his hands, stood up and walked towards Yanqing.When he walked, he took big steps, with a kind of rigidity and stability precipitated after long-term training.Especially when he is not smiling, it will give people a very strong sense of oppression.

Pei Rong walked to his side, took a big towel from his hand without saying a word, and helped him wipe his hair.

Yan lowered his eyes lightly, suddenly feeling at a loss.

"Why don't you wipe it dry? It's still dripping with water." Pei Rong's voice was as gentle as ever.

Yan Qing's throat rolled, but he was speechless.

Pei Rong's movements were very careful, as if he was afraid that he would hurt him if he exerted too much force.Yan Qing felt that he seemed to understand something. Although Pei Rong didn't say anything, his expressions and actions were enough to explain many things.

Yan lightly closed his eyes.A strange feeling rose quietly, filling his chest quietly, making him almost breathless.However, in this suffocating agitation, there is another kind of indescribable joy that permeates his heart, silently, but vividly shocking.

Something happened.

Yan Qing thought to himself, something... finally happened.

Yan Qing slept all night and one day, his chest pressed against his back when he was hungry, and he swallowed more than half of a pot of chicken soup by himself.His appetite is seldom so good, and he even picked up a few chopsticks of broccoli, which he doesn't usually like to eat.After the meal, he burped and shared a piece of lemon cake with Spider-Man.

Xiao Liu looked at his stomach worriedly, "Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Yan shook his head lightly, his eyes were bright and full of smiles.

Xiao Liu also laughed, "Let's go out for a walk, digest and digest, don't have stomachache again at night."

Yan Qing behaved to him, "I'll go out after I finish cleaning the kitchen."

Xiao Liu sighed with a smile, "It's just a few bowls and chopsticks, you don't need to do it. Go out for a stroll, and leave the kitchen to me."

Yan Qing turned his head to look at Pei Rong, Pei Rong smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go around that lake. If you go around the lake, the contents of your stomach will probably be digested."

Xiao Liu told them behind his back, "Take the key. I'm on duty tonight, and I'll leave later."

Yan Qing agreed, and went downstairs with... Police Officer Pei with the key wallet.

The sun has just set, and the western sky still has the last touch of soft black color.There are people who come out for a walk by the lake in twos and threes, and some people come out for a walk with their pets, which looks more lively than during the day.Going further away, the number of pedestrians gradually decreases, and you can hear the rustling insects in the grass by the lake, and occasionally a lively fish jumps out of the water, throwing a string of crystal water splashes in the twilight .

Yan gently rubbed his stomach, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect to sleep for a whole day... I have never eaten so much at one time. It's killing me."

Pei Rong pursed his lips, "Still uncomfortable?"

Yan shook his head lightly, "It's better."

"Sit down for a while," Pei Rong pulled him to sit down on the wooden chair by the lake.

The street lights in the distance turned on meanderingly, and the night came quietly.

Yan Qing looked at the mirror-like lake under his feet, and said softly: "You don't have anything to ask me?"

Pei Rong silently looked at Yan's two hands resting lightly on his knees.He had discovered long ago that Yanqing's hands were beautiful, slender and well-proportioned, and his fingers were slightly longer than others. No matter what kind of movements these hands made, they were pleasing to the eye.But now, they twisted together unconsciously, pulling each other like masochistic.

Pei Rong stretched out his hand to gather them in his palm.Yanqing's body temperature is low, even in early summer, his fingers are still cool.

Yan Wei slightly trembled, but did not resist this little gesture of intimacy.

"There's nothing to ask," Pei Rong sighed, "Xiaoqi, that's not your fault."

Yan Qing stared at him blankly.

Pei Rong is not very good at persuading people, but he is very good at pissing people off. You can tell by how much he is angry with his parents.But when facing Yan Qing, he felt that he had to say something.

"You may not believe my words, but I have been a policeman for so many years, and I have seen many perverted and cruel criminals that you can't imagine, and I have also seen many kind and weak people who were hurt because they had no power to protect themselves. This is The responsibility of the society, the responsibility of the law enforcement, is not your responsibility. You didn’t want to say it before, I can understand. But in my opinion, the person who needs to keep silent about all this should not be you.”

Yan quietly withdrew his hand.He knew that what Pei Rong said was correct, but the truth was often not very pleasant.What's the point of holding accountable for the harm that's been done?

Pei Rong rubbed his hands, as if the cool touch on Yanqing's fingertips was still there, "Xiao Qi, I'm not very good at talking, I just hope you can believe me. Even if you try to believe me once Well. After all, those things have passed," Pei Rong stared into his eyes, and said softly, "But the days to come have not yet begun. Xiao Qi, you see, there is no need to hinder the future for the past."

"Try to trust me, okay?"

This time, Yan Qing was silent for a long time.

No one knew better than him how easy it is to make a promise, yet for some it is just as easy to break one.

But this person is Pei Rong, will Pei Rong lie to him?

Yan Qing looked at the face that was gradually blurring in the night, and suddenly felt that there was nothing worth worrying about about this question.

What did he have to lose?

Yan Qing nodded at him.

Pei Rong's breathing paused for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, he grabbed Yan Qing's arm and shook it, "Did you nod just now?"

Goose laughed softly.

The night breeze is slightly cool, the stars are twinkling overhead, and the night sky in early summer has a different kind of clarity.

Pei Rong looked at him stupidly, and then laughed too.