The sky was filled with hazy shadows, and the traffic was endless. The light and shadow were stretched on the endless road. The glass windows were sprinkled with raindrops, which stained the colorful lights of the neon lights.

It was hazy and dreamy.

Zong Ye stood in front of the French window, looking at the distant skyline.

At a certain moment, someone's car taillights shone into the room, crossed the wall and the mirror, and fell on Jian Jing's face. She suddenly woke up from her dream: "Ah, I fell asleep."

Zong Ye turned around: "It doesn't matter, it's done." Jian Jing

immediately woke up and locked her eyes on the disguise mask on the table. She picked it up, felt the light touch of silicone, and slowly pressed it against her cheek facing the mirror.

In an instant, a completely unfamiliar face appeared.

"It's amazing." She could not hide her surprise.

Today is the third day of the appointment with Zongye, and also the last day. He made such a magical artifact for her.

Compared with meticulous makeup, the naturalness of the mask is far less, and it must be matched with sunglasses and a mask, but it is really convenient. Just dip it in water, cover your face, and make a slight adjustment, and you can change your face instantly. If you are fast, you can complete the disguise in ten minutes. It is very friendly to novices.

"Are you satisfied?" he asked.

Jian Jing couldn't let it go: "Of course."

"Then, my promise to you is fulfilled."

"Huh?" Jian Jing raised her eyes without any expression, "Are you leaving?"

Zongye said: "I said, there are only three days, and the time is up."

"Alas." She sighed.

"We will meet again." He said, "I have no doubt about it."

Jian Jing was curious: "Soon?"

"It may take a little longer this time." Zong Ye hinted, "People always have to pay a price for their choices."

She said "Oh" and looked at him intently.

"No, no." He smiled and covered her eyes, "Don't observe me, analyze me, explore me, it's not good for you."

Jian Jing: "Everyone has curiosity."

Zong Ye still shook his head.

She hesitated for a moment and gave in: "Okay."

For men, it doesn't matter whether they are mysterious or not. Every time he can get a skill, he is a good man!

"Then, goodbye?"

Zong Ye couldn't help laughing. Sometimes, women can be very ruthless when they are ruthless.

This is especially true for beautiful girls.

He bent down and whispered in her ear: "Do you have a way to find me."

The breath made her ears itchy. Jian Jing blinked and looked innocent: "Really?"

He smiled.

"Goodbye."

When they got home, the rain had stopped.

Jian Jing stroked the lively dog ​​and saw the gift at the door.

Jiang Baiyan's gift was dropped off by him on the way and was placed on the entrance cabinet - she gave him a dynamic password so that he could open the door temporarily. He also helped her take care of the plants on the balcony, exposing those that needed sun exposure and repotting those that needed repotting.

She sent a message to Jiang Baiyan: [Received, thank you]

Jiang Baiyan: [You're welcome, it's not an expensive thing]

Jian Jing paused and decided to hide what happened yesterday from him.

It would be too miserable to be socially dead.

She sent a meaningless emoticon and started to open the gifts.

In addition to the boxes seen on the set, there is also a box of dog snacks, an imported brand, unopened, probably a "gift" from Pudding's food.

Jian Jing opened a package and fed the rider a bite.

It liked it very much, wagging its tail and swinging its big ears back and forth, very cute.

"So good." She touched the dog and suddenly remembered another thing, and immediately became furious.

N kilometers away.

Ji Feng, Lao Gao, Xiao Li and a senior, the four of them had just finished their investigation and were having breakfast in a small shop on the street.

The phone vibrated.

He had a spoon in one hand and a meat bun in the other, so it was inconvenient to pick it up to answer the call, so he had to open it directly.

Voice message.

From Teacher Jian.

"You bastard!"

All eyes looked over, including the owner of the breakfast stall.

Ji Feng: “???”

The voice was broadcast continuously, without giving him a chance to cancel.

The second one: “Who had things stolen, who was abused at home, who was secretly photographed, who was cheated in online love?”

He couldn’t help but say “fuck”, feeling pills.

“Do you think I look like that?” The third soul-torturing question.

Ji Feng: “…”

Lao Gao was so curious: “Hey, what did you do to make Teacher Jian so angry?”

Ji Feng was speechless and went outside to make a phone call.

The call was connected quite quickly.

She sneered: "Haha."

"Oh, I really didn't know it was you." Ji Feng's tone was very incredible, "I really didn't recognize you, I thought you were just an ordinary girl. Amazing, Teacher Jian, where did you learn this?"

"Huh."

"I didn't notice it at all." He said sincerely, "You acted too realistically, you can't blame me."

"You really didn't doubt it?" She was skeptical.

Ji Feng held back his laughter and said, "You've completely changed. What should I doubt?"

Jian Jing questioned: "You looked at me several times."

"The people who go to that store are all regular customers. It's inevitable to look at a new face more than once." Ji Feng explained, "I didn't just look at you, I also looked at the one you caught yesterday."

Her tone became cold again: "Oh, so you suspected that I was a wanted criminal yesterday?"

"Of course not." Ji Feng said sincerely, "The temperament is completely different."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

After a while, she asked, "Do I have any flaws? Tell me the truth."

"Uh," Ji Feng recalled, "I can't say for sure."

"What do you mean by can't say for sure?"

"I don't think I have any flaws." He said, "But I felt at the time that you were looking for someone."

Jian Jing: "Really?"

"Yeah."

"Then you still say you have no doubts at all?" Her voice suddenly rose, and she got angry again, "Liar!"

"I have no doubt that it was you."

"You can't recognize me after changing your face. It turns out that men only look at faces." Jian Jing rolled her eyes, "Goodbye."

She hung up the phone.

Ji Feng choked, looked at the phone, then looked at the sky, sighed, and went back to continue eating breakfast.

Lao Gao gossiped: "Are you done coaxing her?"

"Is this the teacher Jian you mentioned several times?" Xiao Li enthusiastically joined the topic, "My girlfriend is her fan, I didn't expect her to be so fierce in private, I thought she was a very quiet and ladylike teacher."

Lao Gao immediately defended her: "No, Teacher Jian is a very nice person, very polite to us, and never refuses to help."

"Then why is she so fierce to Brother Ji?" Xiao Li was puzzled.

Lao Gao: "Some people don't behave like human beings."

"I really didn't do anything this time." Ji Feng felt helpless.

He said that he found the flaw, and Teacher Jian must be unhappy, so she wanted to beat him this time. But she said she didn't see it, and it became that men only look at the face, and if it's not good-looking, there are two attitudes.

The little princess is the little princess, this temper... He shook his head and suddenly laughed.

——In

the afternoon, Lego was delivered.

Jian Jing had just finished catching up on her sleep and was feeling lazy and uninterested, so she just put it aside. Instead, she hesitated for a long time before picking up the enclosed greeting card.

What did Kang Mucheng write?

She struggled for a long time before slowly opening it.

One line of words.

[Sorry, I won’t do it again next time]

Jian Jing: “Puchi——” She

had never expected that.

It didn’t look similar to the apology from an elementary school student, it was exactly the same.

She took out her cell phone and sent a WeChat message to Kang Mucheng: [Express delivery received]

Kang Mucheng: [OK]

She: [Your apology is insincere]

His phone called immediately, but after the call was connected, there was only the sound of breathing.

Jian Jing laughed and said in a long tone: "Mr. Kang--"

"Do you want to come for dinner?" He quickly adjusted his state and tried, "I'll pick you up."

"Where to go?"

"Anywhere is fine."

"I don't want to go anywhere." She yawned, "Otherwise, you can come after work to build Lego with me. You can send it over, and I'll forgive you when you finish building it."

Kang Mucheng: "..."

"If you don't come, I'll continue to be angry with you." She threatened.

Kang Mucheng smiled instead and said gently: "Okay, I'll get off work early."

"That's better." She hung up the phone with satisfaction.

It was past six o'clock and Kang Mucheng came before dinner.

Jian Jing opened the door in surprise: "I thought you would come at eight o'clock at the earliest."

Kang Mucheng smiled, patted the knight's head, and carried the lunch box: "Have you eaten?" "

Not yet." "

Then let's eat together." He said.

Jian Jing ordered pickled fish tonight, and Kang Mucheng brought dishes from a Cantonese restaurant. It was half a table, which was enough for two people.

Kang Mucheng talked about business first: "How much have you written?"

"Don't rush me." She said, "I've been busy these two days."

He asked: "Did you encounter a case again?"

"No." She curled her lips and looked happy. "Anyway, it's not dangerous."

Kang Mucheng paused slightly and looked at her face. Not dangerous... Since when did she start to habitually add this sentence?

Many times, in the past two years, he always heard these three words from her mouth, but he knew it was not.

She kept appearing at the scene of the murder, constantly fighting wits and courage with the murderer, and even confronted extremely dangerous elements face to face more than once.

It was too dangerous. Every time he saw the police notice and the vague words "Jian Mou", his heart would be in suspense.

Of course, when he saw the notice, he knew that she was safe, but he couldn't help but feel lost again and again because of her concealment.

Why did they come to this point, just because she changed and became fond of adventure?

It seems not.

He knew that he was also responsible, but he didn't know how to solve it.

"Mr. Kang?" Jian Jing said hesitantly, "I didn't lie to you."

"I'm sorry." Kang Mucheng came back to his senses, paused slightly, and got straight to the point, "Jingjing, now you don't want to tell me a lot of things, are you afraid that I will worry about you?"

Jian Jing didn't expect him to be so direct, and was stunned for a moment before saying, "No, I just... I'm just afraid that you will worry."

"You are in danger, how can I not worry?"

She showed helplessness. This is the crux of the problem. He can't let go of his worries no matter what, but she can't give up because of his worries.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it." She tried to convince him, "I can solve it, and I don't worry about it in vain. If I can't solve it, worrying about it is useless."

Kang Mucheng said, "I don't want to be kept in the dark."

Jian Jing said nothing.

He couldn't help sighing and tried to say, "At least let me know what you're going to do."

"And then?" she asked back, "The danger won't be one point more, nor one point less."

"Yes." Kang Mucheng nodded, but said, "But at least you know that someone is worried about you and misses you. When you make a decision, you may think more about it."

She was stunned.

He said sincerely: "Jingjing, I don't ask you to give up anything for me, but as long as you can think about it more, I won't worry about you in vain, right?"

This made sense. She hesitated and didn't know how to respond.

Kang Mucheng said calmly: "I should be worth one second of hesitation in your heart, right?"

"Not so little." Jian Jing couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Kang, you should have more confidence in yourself."

Kang Mucheng glanced at her.

She: "?"

"From today on, you call me by my name." He said.

Jian Jing was full of questions: "Why?"

"The president of Jinwu is probably not worth a second to you." Kang Mucheng said, "I hope I can."

She: "Uh..."

"Aren't we going to build Lego?" He said, "It's getting late, let's start."

The Lego boxes were piled up next to him. Kang Mucheng cleaned up the living room area, poured the building blocks on the ground, and without moving the chairs, he took the rattan cushion and began to study the pattern.

He had never built this thing before, so he only prioritized the retro typewriter that suited her best.

Thousands of parts.

Kang Mucheng followed the instructions and started to assemble. Jian

Jing joined in immediately.

At first, Kang Mucheng chatted with her and asked her where she planned to put it after building it, but after making mistakes twice, he frowned and treated this game with a work attitude.

Jian Jing: Alas.

Workaholics are workaholics everywhere.

She watched Kang Mucheng sitting upright, studying the manual while searching for information online, stopping from time to time to think about something, all driven by the energy of working on a big project.

"Mr. Kang, do you want a midnight snack?" She fell on the back of the rider, sitting awkwardly.

"Call my name," Kang Mucheng corrected her, and then replied, "Sure, you can order."

Jian Jing ordered a pizza for a midnight snack, eating while playing mobile games.

"You haven't finished yours yet," Kang Mucheng reminded.

Jian Jing: "..."

Why do we have to assign tasks when playing with building blocks!

She got up with a look of despair and started to complete her part.

Twelve o'clock.

She got up and stretched her body, took a walk, drank some water, played with the dog, and tried to persuade him: "Forget it, I think this is too difficult, let's talk about it next time."

"Didn't you say you would finish it?" Kang Mucheng had already taken off his suit jacket and rolled up his shirt sleeves, but he still had no intention of giving up.

Jian Jing: "...I was just kidding."

"I promised you." He looked at the remaining parts and estimated, "It should be finished before work."

Jian Jing: "Staying up late can easily lead to sudden death."

"Maybe, you can also understand my usual worries." He said in a flat tone.

Jian Jing: "But I want to sleep."

"You go in and sleep, I'll finish it."

She was defeated and had to sit back and continue working.

At three o'clock in the morning, the typewriter was finished.

Jian Jing was relieved and announced, "Kang Mucheng, I don't want to work with you anymore."

He chuckled.

"Dream on," he said. "Submit the last chapter before September."