Shi Jingsheng

Waking up hungry the next morning as usual, Fang Hui got used to it.

Reaching out to the bedside table, he took his mobile phone to check the time. It was already past six o'clock, and the two of them slept for eleven hours.

After reading the phone, Fang went back to touch Police Officer Shi in his arms, and he was relieved to see that the temperature of this person's body was normal.

As soon as Fang Hui moved, Shi Jingsheng also woke up, his head was stuck on Fang Hui's shoulder for a while, and then he got up and stretched as if nothing had happened.

But Fang Hui clearly saw that his face was flushed, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

The two washed up separately, watching Policeman Shi take his clothes and go to the bathroom, Fang spat out the toothpaste froth in his mouth, and said, "Don't wash it, or you'll burn if you catch a cold again."

"No, it's not that fragile." Shi Jingsheng said so, but he still didn't take a shower, hid in the bathroom and changed into clean clothes and came out.

Fang Hui just finished washing his face, took a towel and stood aside to make room for him, while wiping his face, he looked at Police Officer Shi who was squeezing toothpaste.

This look really made him see something wrong.

Shi Jingsheng was obviously a little fatter, he no longer looked malnourished and skinny, his skin seemed to be much whiter and tenderer than the day before, and his face was rosy.

Just because I slept for more than ten hours this night?

Fang Hui was inexplicable.

But Fang Hui couldn't move his eyes away from his pink and tender appearance, he always wanted to take a sneaky look, and glanced at him when he didn't pay attention to his eyes.

The two went to the cafeteria together. On the way, policeman Shi sniffed his arms for a while, and sniffed his clothes by the collar for a while.

Fang Hui glanced at him several times: "No smell. You are so cold and still sweating?"

Policeman Shi pouted: "Cold sweat? Cold sweat also smells."

Fang Hui didn't argue, turned his face away and smelled himself in a place where Police Student Shi couldn't see, and hugged this man all night, feeling that there was indeed such a vague smell, which made him a little flustered.

Policeman Shi made one portion for breakfast, and after a few mouthfuls, Fang Hui made five portions and ate them all in minutes. Seeing Policeman Shi wasting food, he gave him a glare, and brought them over to eat by himself.

Shi Jingsheng's face was flushed, like a ripe apple.

After breakfast, the two went to the office together again.

As soon as Fang Hui saw the case, Police Officer Shi didn't count anything, and was left behind every minute, and his sense of existence was almost zero.

Policeman Shi was quite happy, although he couldn't help much right now, but he felt very happy looking at Fang Hui.

Speaking of which, policeman Shi and Fang went back to the same school to graduate, so he shouldn't be just a fake, but in fact he is.

In those few years, his time at school was added up to a school year, which was not bad. The rest of the days ran between the hospital and "that place", and spent most of the time lying in the intensive care unit.

If it weren't for someone above him, Police Student Shi wouldn't even be able to get his graduation certificate.

For Shi Jingsheng at that time, Fang Hui, who was full of vigor, was among the best in theory, practice, and fighting competitions. He was simply the one he yearned for the most in his life.

He fantasizes that he and Fang Hui are fighting against each other or fighting each other in the debate. He fantasizes about standing with Fang Hui on the fighting ring with fists and skin-to-skin contact. He even dreams at night, the first dream, and dies because of this. people.

Fang Hui is simply the white moonlight that cannot be profane in his heart, and it is also like a cinnabar mole growing on his heart.

Right now, his white moonlight is shining brightly in his eyes, gnawing at the documents in his hand like a hungry wolf.

Shi Jingsheng looked at it for a while, and decided to talk to him, maybe he can open up his mind, or maybe there is something he can help: "Do you think Yu Huili is dead?"

Fang turned his head without raising his head: "Yes."

Policeman Shi: "Why?"

Fang Hui raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Intuition."

Policeman Shi curled up in an armchair and looked at him with his chin propped up: "Can't find any evidence?"

Fang Hui gave a "huh" and finally admitted: "Yes. But I think the possibility of this person alive is very low, and whether she is missing or dead, this matter has nothing to do with Zheng Haiyu."

Policeman Shi tilted his head, obviously he still didn't understand how these policemen could have that so-called "intuition". He never used intuition, he relied on "touch".

Seeing his blank appearance, Fang Hui didn't feel disgusted or disgusted in his heart, and even raised the corners of his mouth subconsciously, lowered his head and continued to do his own work: "If you are still not feeling well, find a place to lie down for a while." .I'll ask you to have lunch later."