The heartthrob really didn't fish

"What do you mean?" Song Jiabao heard that his own voice was terribly dry.

For a moment, goosebumps appeared all over Song Jiabao's body. His nearly collapsed rationality urged him to run quickly, but his legs were so heavy that he couldn't even take a step.

Song Jiabao didn't believe that person was Xu Hanchi, if it was really Xu Hanchi, he had nothing to say.

"Jiabao," Xu Hanchi's voice did not sound guilty or flustered, but calm and steady, which calmed Song Jiabao's emotions, "Think about it carefully, have you really seen the tattoo?"

"Why do you ask?"

"When a person is helpless and flustered, the brain may produce some kind of hallucination, which actually reflects the picture that has been seen inadvertently."

Song Jiabao calmed down slowly, and indeed remembered that he had seen Xu Hanchi's tattoo a long time ago, and only saw that one time, when he broke into Xu Hanchi's bedroom while he was changing clothes.

"Jiabao, there is a method that may help you determine whether you saw the tattoo that night."

"any solution?"

"Congnitive interview, cognitive interview, in many cases, our subconscious mind can remember the details that are ignored by the brain. This method is to let you go back to the scene at that time and remember the details."

Xu Hanchi majored in psychology as an undergraduate, and later went to economics and management as a graduate student. Song Jiabao didn't find it strange that he knew these things.

Song Jiabao trusted Xu Hanchi very much, and asked him, "What should I do?"

"Close your eyes. That night, you were sent home by him. It was very late at that time. It must be very cold, right?"

Song Jiabao tried his best to bring himself back to that night, and replied: "I'm not cold, he put me in hot water."

"So you can hear the water running, you can feel the steam, and then, what do you smell?"

"The scent...it's not the smell in the bathroom, it's from him, like...jasmine, cigarettes, hypericum, it's so strong, it makes me feel, uncomfortable, I can't breathe..."

"Don't be afraid, Jiabao, I'm right here, you won't be in danger. Now, I want you to open your eyes and see, what clothes is he wearing?"

Song Jiabao tremblingly opened his eyes, it was very dark, the man didn't turn on the light, luckily the bathroom window was open, the moonlight just illuminated half of his body.

"Leather shoes, suit pants, and a watch... He, he stretched out his hand, what does he want to do..."

Song Jiabao couldn't help turning his head away, Xu Hanchi supported Rang's shoulders at this moment, "Jiabao, I'm here, don't be afraid, let me see again, are his sleeves rolled up?"

The man's hand had already touched Song Jiabao's face, he must be full of anger towards Song Jiabao, pinching Song Jiabao's cheek hurt, he separated Song Jiabao's teeth with his thumb, and put his finger into Song Jiabao's mouth.

Song Jiabao focused his attention on his hand, along the bent wrist he saw the veined arm, and at the elbow, he saw the man's neatly folded shirt sleeves.

"Yes, he rolled up his sleeves." Song Jiabao answered Xu Hanchi's question while avoiding the man's hand.

"You're doing well, Jiabao, just one last question, can you see his collar? Is the button unbuttoned?"

Neckline, neckline...

Song Jiabao continued to look back along his arm, his eyes touched his shoulders, his throat seemed to be pressed by something——

"vomit--"

Song Jiabao suddenly opened his eyes, bent down and spat out towards the grass on one side.

"Okay, Jiabao, you're fine, don't be afraid, I'm right by your side." Xu Hanchi comforted Song Jiabao by stroking Song Jiabao's back.

Song Jiabao gradually calmed down, and said in a daze: "You're right, it's all my illusion...I saw that he was wearing a shirt with a black vest on top. I couldn't possibly see that there was a black vest on him. tattoo."

"Okay Jiabao, that matter is over, don't think about it anymore."

Song Jiabao couldn't restrain his crying, and asked tremblingly, "I don't know what to do? Senior, what should I do? He..."

So far, every step of that person has been impeccable. Song Jiabao couldn't restrain his despair. He couldn't find that person. The only thing he could do was to wait for that person to hate everything...

"Jiabao, as long as he exists, he will leave traces. We will find him."

Sooner or later, he will be found, but that day, which day is it?

It's only been a week since this incident happened, and Song Jiabao found it unbearable. Can he really hold on until the day he finds that person?

Song Jiabao didn't go back to the tent that night, Xu Hanchi took Rang back to the car, Song Jiabao fell asleep shortly after sitting on it, and didn't know when Xu Hanchi drove him back to the city.

Song Jiabao slept in the side bed of Xu Hanchi's house all night, and when he woke up, the sun had already come out.

He walked out slowly, and Xu Hanchi was sitting in the living room dealing with the mail.

Xu Hanchi clearly turned his back to Song Jiabao, but immediately realized that Song Jiabao had come out, turned his head and said, "There are new toiletries in the bathroom, come out for breakfast after washing."

"The company..."

"I've already told Liu Pei."

"Oh."

After Song Jiabao washed up, Xu Hanchi had already put a hot breakfast on the table. Song Jiabao was sitting opposite Xu Hanchi drinking porridge, and he was still immersed in the computer processing work.

After Song Jiabao finished eating, he took the tableware to the kitchen to wash, and after he came out, he found a place where he could bask in the sun to play with his mobile phone. Such a peaceful time, he vaguely felt that it was out of reach.

About an hour later, Xu Hanchi finished his work, turned off the computer and walked to Song Jiabao: "Shall we chat?"

Song Jiabao turned off the phone, "What are you talking about?"

"Recently, I got a general idea intermittently a few days ago, but it would be better to have details. Any detail may help us find him."

By now, Song Jiabao had nothing to hide, and told Xu Hanchi the whole thing from the beginning to the end.

While listening, Xu Hanchi sorted out a context.

"He deleted the monitoring?" After listening to Song Jiabao's narration, Xu Hanchi asked his doubts.

Song Jiabao nodded, "Yes, and I went to the owner of the repair shop, and he told me that the data has been destroyed and there is no way to restore it."

"What he tried his best to hide is probably something related to his identity."

"Isn't this... to frame Jiang Yuhe, or to confuse Jiang Yuhe's attention?"

"This is just the most superficial purpose," Xu Hanchi narrowed his eyes, "There must be something hidden behind this surveillance."

"But the data has been deleted, and it is impossible to recover."

"The corridors should have public surveillance."

"I asked the security guard, and I need to apply to the property to adjust the monitoring, but... I don't want to tell the property."

"Give me the contact information, and I will find the property."

If it was Xu Hanchi who said that he could come to monitor under the condition of confidentiality, then Song Jiabao had no doubt that he could really do it, and gave Xu Hanchi the property number.

Xu Hanchi went to the balcony to make a phone call, but Song Jiabao didn't go out with him. Xu Hanchi's voice could barely be heard in the living room. The accent was clear and unhurried, which easily gave people a sense of oppression.

After chatting for about seven or eight minutes, Xu Hanchi came back from the balcony. Song Jiabao knelt on the sofa, with his upper body lying on the backrest, and asked a little hastily, "Have you got it?"

"She will email later."

Song Jiabao jumped off the sofa and waited anxiously by the computer for new emails.

If it is true as Xu Hanchi said, the deleted monitoring means that there is some important information hidden, and some important clues may be obtained later.

Song Jiabao's heartbeat couldn't help but a little faster, and it reached its peak at the moment when the new email appeared.

Xu Hanchi remained calm, quickly downloaded and decompressed the file, and soon, the situation in the corridor appeared in the center of the screen.

1704, where Song Jiabao lived, happened to be under surveillance, and the people coming and going were clearly photographed.

On the night of the 22nd, at three o'clock in the morning, the entire corridor was empty, silent and dark, Song Jiabao looked a little creepy.

Xu Hanchi pressed fast forward, and at about [-]:[-], a tall figure appeared at the elevator entrance, Xu Hanchi stepped back, and began to observe carefully from the time the person appeared.

That man's figure looked about the same as Xu Hanchi's, and he was very strong. He held the unconscious Song Jiabao, but his steps were still steady and strong, showing no signs of exertion.

It's a pity that the monitoring resolution at night was limited, and the person seemed to be very clear about the location of the monitoring, and he had already found the key from Song Jiabao and entered the door without being photographed from the beginning to the end.

During the day on the 23rd, the day when Song Jiabao sprinkled flour, when the man across the door went out in the morning, he saw the flour on Song Jiabao’s door, wiped off the flour with a handkerchief, and went to work. No one entered Song Jiabao again door.

At night, Song Jiabao called Li Kailang to unlock the lock.

As soon as Li Kailang appeared in the center of the screen, Xu Hanchi immediately pressed pause, "That's him."

"why?"

Now Song Jiabao of course knew that Li Kailang was that person, but Xu Hanchi only saw him for the first time.

When Song Jiabao saw Li Kailang for the first time, he certainly felt that there was some disobedience, but he didn't think about it at all.

Xu Hanchi explained: "Looking at his walking posture, it is obvious that he also knows the location of the surveillance, as well as the collar and the material of the inner lining, which is not what an ordinary worker would wear."

The monitoring continued to play back, and it was only now that Song Jiabao realized how strange Li Kailang was back then.

Many times, Li Kailang's eyes fell on him, including when he entered the password, when he thought that Li Kailang turned his back politely, completely unaware that when he knelt down to enter the password, Li Kailang was watching from behind. with him.

Later, after the new lock was installed, Song Jiabao wanted to give Li Kailang some cherries, so he allowed Li Kailang to follow him into the house.

The whole process took only 5 minutes. After Li Kailang came out, when Song Jiabao closed the door, he took out a black earring, which was the human-shaped earring that Song Jiabao had thrown on the sink. Bao's blood, Li Kailang wiped off the blood with a handkerchief, wrapped it up and put it in his bag, and then left slowly.

Seeing this, Song Jiabao couldn't help shivering.

He was already so close to that person, but because he was absent-minded, he missed Li Kailang's various violations, and even sent him away gratefully.

That person appeared in front of Song Jiabao's door again on the night of the 25th, that is, the night Song Jiabao went to look for Jiang Yuhe on the 19th floor and was accidentally dragged into the stairwell.

Xu Hanchi pressed fast forward in the video of Song Jiabao coming back exhausted from the monitoring, and he returned to normal speed after Song Jiabao entered the door. Song Jiabao guessed that Xu Hanchi was trying to avoid embarrassing him, but he also vaguely felt that Xu Hanchi's mood seemed to have changed. It must be a little depressing.

Not long after Song Jiabao entered the door, that person avoided surveillance and came to Song Jiabao's door.

He entered the password, and the door opened once. At this moment, Song Jiabao——Song Jiabao thought about it carefully, because he was too tired, so he fell asleep directly on the bed.

And at that time, there was only one door between that person and him, and it was an unlocked door.

I don't know what the man was thinking about, but he didn't enter the door in the end, but locked the door again, and disappeared into the surveillance field of view with his usual rhythmic steps.

"Jiabao, breathe."

Xu Hanchi's voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Song Jiabao suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he had held his breath for some time, which made his chest ache a little.

"Cough, cough, cough," Song Jiabao took a breath, his throat was itchy from the cold wind, and he couldn't help turning to the side and coughing.

Xu Hanchi patted Song Jiabao on the back, "You should rest for a while."

"I'm fine." Song Jiabao raised his head stubbornly, "I want to see, I must know who he is."

Xu Hanchi stared at Song Jiabao for a while, and found that he had no intention of retreating, so he clicked to continue playing the video.

On the morning of the 26th, that is, the morning when Qin Feihe came to deliver breakfast, Qin Feihe put the breakfast by Song Jiabao's door, rang the doorbell, and then hid at the corner of the corridor. Song Jiabao rushed out and ran to the stairwell to catch Qin Feihe.

Everything was the same as Song Jiabao remembered, but Xu Hanchi went back and watched it three times.

Song Jiabao's back was a little hairy because of Xu Hanchi's weird attitude, and he couldn't help asking: "Is there any problem?"

Xu Hanchi rewinds back to the scene before Qin Feihe came, "That person didn't bring you breakfast this morning."

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Xu Hanchi clicked play, and when Qin Feihe left the breakfast at the door, he clicked pause again, "Why do you think?"

Song Jiabao was stunned for a moment, and thought of these two sentences several times in a row, and suddenly goose bumps popped up all over his body.

"You mean, because he brought the breakfast himself?"

"It's just a possibility, let's continue to look back."

Xu Hanchi didn't come to a conclusion, but it was hard for Song Jiabao to get rid of this thought, and his mind became a little dizzy, thinking that if it was really Qin Feihe...

The height and figure are all right, and the shoulder just happened to be injured...

Song Jiabao thought of the wound on Qin Feihe's shoulder, and suddenly realized that Qin Feihe's burn was probably a second wound, just to cover up his previous bite.

Really... Could it be Qin Feihe?

But how could it be him?Qin Feihe left him without saying a word, why did he suddenly do such a thing after so many years?

Song Jiabao would rather believe that it was Jiang Yuhe than Qin Feihe.

While Song Jiabao was thinking wildly, Xu Hanchi had already browsed through all the videos. On the night Jiang Yuhe lived with him, there was indeed a third person who entered Song Jiabao's room. Jiang Yuhe did not do this.

"Qin Feihe...why?" Song Jiabao murmured.

Xu Hanchi disagreed with Song Jiabao's statement: "It's still not sure it's him."

"However, it was obvious from the monitoring that after he came, that person didn't bring any more breakfast. There was also a wound on his shoulder. His shoulder happened to be injured too. Although it was a burn, but... it is very likely that he was trying to cover up the bite. Injured and intentionally burned..."

"Jiabao, don't apply the facts to accommodate prejudices, but discuss the facts. Just apply the facts to the suspects, and you will be easily influenced by prejudices."

Song Jiabao bit her lip, "Then what should I do?"

"You said before that he left you a note, where is it?"

Song Jiabao hadn't seen those two notes for a while, and he tried hard to recall that the last time he saw them was when he was verifying Jiang Yuhe's handwriting in the office——

At that time, Jiang Yuhe suddenly appeared, and he threw the two notes into the desk drawer.

"In the office." Song Jiabao replied.

"Let's go and have a look."

Xu Hanchi drove, and it took less than 10 minutes for the two of them to arrive at the company.

Song Jiabao quickly found the note from the drawer and handed it to Xu Hanchi. Xu Hanchi spread the two notes on the table and compared them carefully.

"Heavy strokes, light strokes, left-handed; neat fonts, typography, emphasis on discipline, if it's not their own personality, it may be because of strict family education; light strokes, this kind of people have reserved feelings, strong self-control, elegant manners, and they are in action. Think carefully beforehand because you seldom make mistakes."

Xu Hanchi looked over Jiang Yuhe's handwriting next door, and came to a conclusion: "It's not written by the same person."

Even though Song Jiabao had already determined that that person could not be Jiang Yuhe before he came, now that the evidence points to the opposite direction of Jiang Yuhe, he is still relieved.

Xu Hanchi closed the file, and when his eyes accidentally glanced at the cabinet under Jiang Yuhe's desk, he suddenly paused, "Is his cabinet locked all the time?"

Song Jiabao glanced at it, nodded and said, "Yes."

"There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the office. Is there anything that needs to be specially locked?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is there something sharp?"

Song Jiabao quickly rummaged through the table, but couldn't find anything in his hand. He looked around and happened to see the hairpin on Sister Hong's table not far away.

"Is that kind of hairpin with two corners okay?"

"can."

Song Jiabao ran to Sister Hong's table to get the hairpin and handed it to Xu Hanchi.

Xu Hanchi squatted down to pick the lock without explaining to Song Jiabao why.

Song Jiabao stood behind Xu Hanchi, just in time to see Xu Hanchi's hand.

His hands are beautiful, slender and powerful, with well-defined joints, and they are especially good-looking when holding a pen. Now that he is holding a small hairpin, he does not look clumsy at all, but is extraordinarily flexible. He is holding the hairpin in his left hand and tentatively rotating it. Only a "click" sound was heard, and the lock was unlocked.

The whole process took less than 1 minutes.

Song Jiabao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Xu Hanchi was also left-handed.

Song Jiabao was still in a daze, but Xu Hanchi had already opened the drawer.

"Even if he is not that person, he is not a friend who should continue to associate with each other." Xu Hanchi said lightly.

Song Jiabao looked at the things in the drawer belatedly, and couldn't help but gasp.

It turned out to be all about him!There are the candy wrappers he threw away, and there are also the signature pens he lost...

"Brother Bao..." A completely unexpected voice suddenly appeared behind him.

Song Jiabao turned around in embarrassment, and it turned out that Jiang Yuhe had returned. Today was the National Day, and he thought that Jiang Yuhe would go home directly after the team building was over.

Jiang Yuhe looked at Song Jiabao, his eyelashes trembling slightly, showing a sense of fragility that didn't match his image at all.

"Brother Bao, this is not the case, listen to my explanation..."

Song Jiabao suddenly woke up. It wasn't him who should be guilty, but Jiang Yuhe, because Jiang Yuhe had collected so many things about him without him knowing.

If Xu Hanchi hadn't proposed to take a look, maybe he still didn't know what kind of person was sitting beside him until now.

Thinking of this, Song Jiabao couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body, staring at Jiang Yuhe, he unconsciously took half a step back.

Jiang Yuhe's eyes turned red, as if he was about to cry, "Brother Bao, I don't know what's going on with these things, trust me, I didn't do it..."

Xu Hanchi stretched out his hand to support Song Jiabao's trembling arm. Song Jiabao seemed to have the strength to speak, and said, "This cabinet belongs to you, and the key is also in your hand. You said you didn't make it, is it possible?"

"I really, really don't know what's going on? Brother Bao, yes, it's Xu Hanchi, it must be him. He hired someone to bite me before just to make you distrust me. Brother Bao, he just wanted to put you Get rid of everyone around you!"

"Jiang Yuhe, do you know what you're talking about?"

Song Jiabao couldn't help frowning, feeling unreasonable to Jiang Yuhe's behavior of wanting to drag Xu Hanchi into the water until now.

Because it was only today that Xu Hanchi helped him eliminate the suspicion of Jiang Yuhe's pairing. It can be seen that Xu Hanchi had no so-called targeting of Jiang Yuhe at all.

"Brother Bao, haven't you ever thought about why he wants to see my closet?"

Song Jiabao subconsciously looked at Xu Hanchi. Xu Hanchi's expression was calm, and he didn't feel guilty at all. He explained unhurriedly: "There are cameras everywhere in the company, but you locked the cabinets on purpose, and you only locked this one. Jiabao recently Having encountered so many things again, I think it is necessary to check the suspicious factors."

"You can fool him, but you can't fool me. You didn't do this on a whim at all. You planned it a long time ago. You want to drive away everyone around Brother Bao, just like high school."

Song Jiabao could understand everything that Jiang Yuhe said, but when combined together, he felt so strange.

Song Jiabao asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Brother Bao," Jiang Yu walked up in two steps and wanted to hold Song Jiabao's hand, "Brother Bao, trust me, Xu Hanchi is not as good as you imagined..."

Xu Hanchi interrupted Jiang Yuhe's words quietly: "Jiang Yuhe, my position should block your sight. How do you know what's in the cabinet at the door?"

Song Jiabao quickly glanced at the door and realized that Jiang Yuhe called him when he was still at the door and wanted to explain. According to what Jiang Yuhe said, if he didn't know what was in the cabinet, he didn't need to explain at all.

Song Jiabao couldn't help but feel a little chilly, and suddenly withdrew his hand, almost blurting out, "Don't touch me!"

Jiang Yu was taken aback for a moment, looked down at his hand that was thrown away, after a while, slowly raised his head, and saw Song Jiabao standing slightly sideways beside Xu Hanchi in need of protection, his eyes filled with anger.

Now that things had happened, he could no longer deceive himself and others. The moment Song Jiabao saw those things, he was out of the game. Xu Hanchi was still here. No matter how much he explained, he was just making a wedding dress for Xu Hanchi.

He has no chance, and naturally he won't let Xu Hanchi feel better.

The usual shyness and admiration on Jiang Yuhe's face gradually receded, replaced by a dark and gloomy expression that Song Jiabao had never seen before.

"Mr. Xu, you really took great pains to get rid of everyone around Song Jiabao."

Xu Hanchi pursed his lips, "How did I drive you away? Did I put these things in your locker?"

"I can admit it, but what about the others? Song Jiabao doesn't have a single friend, isn't it all your masterpiece?"

But Song Jiabao couldn't help explaining to Xu Hanchi first: "This has nothing to do with seniors."

"It doesn't matter? Do you think that Zou Xiang, Tang Tian and you are estranged because of Qiu Yingying's jumping off the building? Why don't you ask Xu Hanchi who is beside you, how did you provoke your relationship, so that you don't even have a friend at the end?"

"Why do I suspect Xu Hanchi and not others? Isn't it obvious? Because he is controlling you, and his gifts to you are all secretly priced."

Song Jiabao didn't understand: "Control? What are you talking about?"

"I have known you since I was a freshman in high school. You often come to see Qin Feihe and protect him like an eyeball. I have always wondered what supported you to treat him so well? Until now, I finally understand what you are people."

Jiang Yuhe, who was provoked by Song Jiabao, was furious, looking at Song Jiabao and saying:

"I know who you are when you give change to every beggar from above. What supports you is not love, but your desire for redemption."

"Qin Feihe left without saying goodbye. You are not sad about losing him at all, but feel that your self-esteem has been damaged. You can't accept that you are such an unimportant existence to Qin Feihe."

"After Qin Feihe left, you pinned your desire for redemption on Xu Hanchi and tried to save Xu Hanchi, but Xu Hanchi was not Qin Feihe, he could see you clearly, and used your desire for redemption to domesticate you in turn—he helped you smooth out everything in life. Problems get in the way and make you weak and impotent."

"Up to now, do you still think that his kindness to you is unconditional?"

Is it unconditional?

Song Jiabao didn't know, Song Jiabao's full attention was attracted by the previous paragraph, and he couldn't concentrate on thinking about Jiang Yuhe's question. A voice in his heart asked him frantically:

He was right!This is you, Song Jiabao, what you have done is nothing but self-righteous self-dedication and self-moving.

Seeing Song Jiabao's dazed expression, Jiang Yuhe regretted it belatedly.

He never thought of hurting Song Jiabao, but when his anger welled up, he unconsciously spit out these words.

Song Jiabao is not a good person, Jiang Yuhe already knew it.

The scary thing is, he knows Song Jiabao is such a person, and still likes him.

Jiang Yuhe lowered his eyes, and his tone softened unconsciously, "Brother Bao, Xu Hanchi is not as good as you imagined, I really like you, and I can't help but want to collect things about you, but I never thought about manipulating you."

"The confident and flamboyant Song Jiabao in the past, I think, is the best Song Jiabao. The withdrawn and cowardly person you are now should not belong to you. Xu Hanchi is not helping you, he wants to destroy you."

Song Jiabao wanted to say no, but he felt as if something was stuck in his throat, preventing him from making a sound.

He felt a terrible malice enveloping him, Jiang Yuhe in front of him, Xu Hanchi beside him, he didn't know who wanted to destroy him, he tried hard to believe Xu Hanchi.

But he also felt a thin layer of sweat coming out of his back just because of this thought, he couldn't do it, he wanted to escape from here.

Song Jiabao couldn't help taking a few steps back, distanced himself from the two of them, "I want to go back."

"Brother Bao," Jiang Yuhe took two steps towards Song Jiabao, regaining the original distance, "I believe you also have feelings, I never thought of hurting you, I don't know what happened to you before You misunderstood me, but I hope you can think about what I said, is Xu Hanchi really worthy of your trust?"

Song Jiabao shook his head in confusion: "I don't know..."

"Brother Bao, it's my business that I like you. I hope you don't alienate me because of this matter. Also, you can temporarily walk out of the trap of trusting Xu Hanchi 100%. Think about it. Does it have anything to do with him?"

Xu Hanchi's expression was indifferent, "Jiabao, you can think about it these few days during the National Day. Are you really the kind of person he said? Am I the kind of person he said?"

Xu Hanchi handed over the choice to Song Jiabao, Song Jiabao's expression relaxed a little, Jiang Yu closed his mouth with a sarcastic smile, and wanted to say something, Song Jiabao couldn't wait to say "Then I'll go first" and left the office in a hurry .

Song Jiabao didn't want to stay here any longer, he wanted to go home, and now it seemed that only home could give him the slightest sense of security.

The Song family was in the next city, less than two hours' drive away, Song Jiabao called his mother before returning home, so when she got home, she was waiting for Song Jiabao in the living room.

All mothers in the world are probably like this. Looking at their own children, they feel that they have lost ten catties, and Qin Mei is the best among them.

When Qin Mei opened the door and saw Song Jiabao, her eyes were red with distress, "Why is your complexion so bad? You're so thin. A gust of wind can blow you away. How did you promise me before you left? It's really just Seeing that you are old but you don’t have a good temper! Mom is an experienced person, this body is the capital of the revolution, if you are not in good health, no matter how much money you make, it will be useless!"

He used to find such nagging annoying, but now Song Jiabao only feels warm, and said with a smile, "I worked overtime a while ago, and these days are National Day, so I got back in no time."

Song Jiabao didn't intend to tell her those bad things, but it would only increase troubles by having one more person.

"Okay, just tell Mom what you want to eat, and don't go back until you gain ten catties."

"Forget ten catties, that's not a fat man."

"How thin have you become? Even if you gain ten pounds, you will still be thin."

"It's not that exaggerated."

"Why are you exaggerating?" Qin Mei dragged Song Jiabao to the living room, and chattered endlessly: "You should have seen that child Qin Feihe a few days ago, right? Look at his current physique. When you were young, you were half a head taller than him. Now It's only half his width."

Hearing the name Qin Feihe, Song Jiabao couldn't help but suppress the smile on his face.

"He went abroad alone. He has a big heart and a fat body, so he naturally looks good."

"Hearing your tone, you haven't reconciled with him yet?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, so be it."

"Oh, you wouldn't be unhappy if that mom called him over for dinner today, would you?"

Song Jiabao turned his head quietly, of course he didn't want to.

Qin Mei patted Song Jiabao's vest, "Xiaohe came back alone this time, and there is no one in the family. It's a big holiday, and my only family member doesn't invite him to dinner. It's too unreasonable. Besides, you can Not to mention, Xiaohe has been visiting me a lot these days, look at that massage chair over there, it was sent by Xiaohe, I heard that he graduated with a Ph.D, and his salary must not be low."

Song Jiabao curled his lips coldly, "I can also afford a massage chair."

"Okay, put your face away, people will come later, just treat your mother and me as a face, do you know how to be better with them?"

Song Jiabao: "Understood."

Forget it, just for the sake of Qin Mei's face, I will bear it for the past two days.

At about eleven o'clock, Qin Feihe came with big and small bags.

Qin Mei welcomed the person in with a smile on her face, "As long as the person comes, why do you buy so many things? Auntie has everything here, so don't waste this money in the future."

Qin Feihe smiled and said, "Buying things for you is not a waste."

"Come in quickly." As she said that, Qin Mei called out to Song Jiabao, "Jiabao, Xiaohe is here, go wash some fruit and pour me another glass of water."

Song Jiabao himself was too tired, so his face was naturally full of reluctance, Qin Feihe said: "No need, I'm not thirsty."

Qin Mei didn't listen so much, and shouted again with an emphatic tone: "Song Jiabao!"

Song Jiabao got up reluctantly. Ms. Qin Mei was such a person. Of course she was very kind to him when he was alone, but she couldn't completely get rid of the thinking of the older generation of "taking care of other people's children more".

Qin Feihe handed the things to Qin Mei, and then walked to Song Jiabao's side, "Brother, I'll just do it myself."

Song Jiabao turned a deaf ear, poured water on the tea table, and went to the kitchen to wash the fruits.

The sink was just that big, and Song Jiabao deliberately stood in the middle. Qin Feihe couldn't help, so he could only stand behind him and look at Song Jiabao.

Seeing this, Qin Mei pushed Qin Feihe to Song Jiabao's side, and Song Jiabao forced him to squeeze from the middle to the side.

"We're all brothers, so don't be so unfamiliar, Xiaohe, you can wash a little more of what you like, but don't eat too much, and you will eat soon."

"it is good."

Qin Feihe responded, rolling up his sleeves slowly.

He had taken off his coat just now, and now he was wearing a shirt and a dark gray vest. The way he rolled up his sleeves was indescribably elegant, with neat folds, in stark contrast to Song Jiabao's casually rolled up sleeves.

Song Jiabao picked up the freshly washed fruit and poured out the excess water. Just as he was about to wash it a second time, his sleeves slipped a little, and he was about to fall into the water.

He frowned, shook the water on his hands casually, and wanted to roll back his sleeves again, but a strong hand suddenly grabbed his sleeves and folded them neatly round and round.

Song Jiabao turned his head to the side and saw Qin Feihe looking down at his sleeves seriously.

After returning from Qin Feihe, it was the first time he saw Qin Feihe's face at such a close distance.

Today's Qin Feihe will give people a feeling of earth-shaking at first glance, but looking closely at his face, Song Jiabao finds that his facial features have not changed much, and his eyebrows are still slender and raised, and his eyelashes are very long, but there is no curvature. Under the tall nose bridge are two thin lips, still very delicate and even beautiful, exactly the same as before.

What has really changed is his demeanor. When he looked down seriously before, he gave people the feeling of coldness, but now, his coldness is mixed with the aggressiveness of a mature man, and it has become cold and severe.

"All right."

Qin Feihe helped Song Jiabao roll up his sleeves and said.

Only then did Song Jiabao realize that he had stared at Qin Feihe's face for so long, and looked away a little annoyed.

He has not forgotten that Qin Feihe is now the most suspected person.

And... Xu Hanchi.

Song Jiabao really wanted to trust Xu Hanchi without hesitation like before, but Jiang Yuhe's words still had a lingering influence on him, and Xu Hanchi was left-handed...

As for Qin Feihe...

Song Jiabao looked down at Qin Feihe's posture of washing fruit, and couldn't tell which hand he used, but he could recall that Qin Feihe's dominant hand was the right hand. They had known each other for so many years, and he had only seen Qin Feihe use the right hand.

Thinking of this, the balance in Song Jiabao's heart could not help but shift a bit.