Hearing Ji Sheng's voice, Wen breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to open the door.
Ji Sheng stood at the door, holding a thermos in his hand, and said with a smile: "Little dad asked me to bring some seafood porridge to you and your cousin."
As he said that, he walked into the house and asked while changing his shoes, "Where's my cousin?"
Wen Qing told the truth: "Still working."
Ji Sheng blinked and turned to look at him: "Brother, why didn't you accompany your cousin to work today?"
"Because..." Wen Qing paused and swallowed back the words "the murderer was caught". Yang Fan had not yet been determined to be the murderer, so he changed his words and said, "I came back first if there is nothing else."
Ji Sheng nodded and put the thermos on the dining table.
He held his chin with one hand and looked at Wen Qing: "Brother, come and eat."
Wen Qing was frightened by Ji Sheng's knock on the door just now. He was still scared and didn't want to eat anything. He just wanted to drink some water.
He pursed his lips and said, "I don't have much appetite right now."
"Let's eat tomorrow."
He was still frightened by Ji Sheng's knock on the door.
"No, it won't taste good if you leave it until tomorrow." Ji Sheng said as he walked into the kitchen and took out a bowl and a spoon.
He poured a bowl of porridge, pushed it in front of Wen Qing, and urged: "Brother, eat it quickly, eat it while it's hot."
Wen Qing had no choice but to sit down and drink the porridge.
Ji Sheng held his chin with one hand and looked at Wen Qing, tapped the table with the other hand, and said casually: "I was worried that Xiaoba cooked too little, only enough for one person."
"It seems just right now. Anyway, my brother is alone."
Wen Qing paused with the spoon in his hand. From what Ji Sheng said, it seemed that Xia Yansi knew that he was home alone.
After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did you suddenly come to deliver porridge?"
"I don't know either," Ji Sheng blinked, "Anyway, when I got home from school, my dad was already cooking porridge."
"He asked me to come up to see if you were home. If you were, I'd have a midnight snack with you. If not, forget it."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and drank the porridge silently, thinking that Xia Yansi liked to cook, so it was normal for him to suddenly have the urge to make some porridge.
The seafood porridge was dense and smooth, and before he knew it, Wen Qing had finished the whole bowl.
His stomach felt warm, and Wen Qing blinked, feeling a little sleepy.
Ji Sheng looked into his eyes and suddenly asked, "Brother, can I play a game for a while?"
Wen Qing glanced at the time. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Facing Ji Sheng's expectant eyes, he couldn't say anything to refuse, so he could only say, "I can only play for a while."
Ji Sheng curled his lips and said, "I'll just play for a bit."
Ten minutes later, Wen Qing finished taking a shower and Ji Sheng was still playing games.
Wen Qing's head was heavy and he felt very sleepy.
He stood at the door of the bedroom, yawned, and said vaguely to Ji Sheng: "I'm going to sleep."
"You should go to bed early too."
Ji Sheng put down the game console, lifted his eyelids, looked at Wen Qing's flushed skin and the moisture in his eyes, and said slowly: "Brother, can I sleep with you?"
Wen Qing was so sleepy that he felt he could fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
Without saying much to Ji Sheng, she nodded and said sleepily, "Tell your eldest and youngest dads about it. I'm going to sleep first."
After saying that, he turned around and climbed onto the bed. He didn't even close the bedroom door and the night light at the bedside was still on.
Ji Sheng sat on the sofa, waited quietly for five minutes, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom.
He closed the door and said slowly, "Brother, I'm going to bed first."
Wen Qing had already fallen asleep. Hearing the vague voice beside his ear, he frowned, dived into the quilt, buried his head, and tried to block out the outside sounds.
Ji Sheng took off his shoes and slept on the other side of the bed.
He lowered his eyes and straightened the pillow, then turned sideways to look at Wen Qing, whose hair was only slightly exposed.
After looking for a while, Ji Sheng pulled his quilt down, revealing most of his face.
Wen Qing closed her eyes, her cheeks were flushed from being stuffy, and she looked like she was sleeping soundly.
Ji Sheng leaned towards him and hugged him sideways.
He lowered his head, buried it in Wen Qing's shoulders and neck, took a deep breath, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.
"Brother, you smell so good."
Wen Qing felt his body trapped in a daze. He frowned slightly and murmured softly.
Ji Sheng hooked the edge of his pants with his left hand and slowly pulled it down.
He leaned against Wen Qing's back, resting his chin on her shoulder, and held her in his arms.
Suddenly, the cell phone on the bedside table rang, and the volume seemed to be turned up to maximum, which was quite deafening.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled in her sleep and she said something indistinctly.
Ji Sheng glanced at the caller ID.
This is Xing Ze’s WeChat video.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly and he picked up the phone.
Ji Sheng tilted his head and looked at Xing Ze's face reflected on the screen. He blinked and said in a low voice, "Cousin, what's the matter?"
Seeing that it was Ji Sheng, Xing Ze frowned: "Why is it you?"
"Where's Wen Qing?"
"He's asleep." Ji Sheng pointed the camera at Wen Qing's face.
Seeing Wen Qing sleeping soundly, Xing Ze breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned: "You two are sleeping in the same bed?"
"Yes," Ji Sheng nodded and said softly, "Brother agreed to let me stay and sleep."
Xing Ze's expression changed.
He knew that Wen Qing couldn't possibly sleep in the same bed with Ji Sheng.
After all, I've never slept with him before.
Wen Qing was already asleep. Xing Ze didn't want to wake Wen Qing up again, so he could only say to Ji Sheng in a calm voice, "Go to my room and sleep. Don't disturb Wen Qing's rest."
"No," Ji Sheng immediately refused, his eyebrows curved, and he leaned against Wen Qing and whispered, "Cousin, my body feels cool and comfortable."
Xing Ze's face turned even worse.
Ji Sheng looked at him innocently: "Cousin, what's wrong?"
Xing Ze gritted his teeth: "Nothing."
Ji Sheng hugged Wen Qing's arm and whispered, "Cousin, aren't you busy?"
"I'll hang up the phone first."
Xing Ze said expressionlessly: "No need to hang up."
"Wen Qing will have nightmares when I'm not around."
"Really?" Ji Sheng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes.
He moved his right hand down, circling Wen Qing's body with his fingertips, gently stroking her with his fingernails.
“Hmm…”
Suddenly, Wen opened his lips and gasped softly.
Xing Ze was stunned.
The sound sounds a bit sticky and very seductive.
His throat moved slightly, and he looked at Wen Qing with red lips and white teeth on the screen, unable to look away.
After a while, Wen Qing seemed to be whispering something.
"No……"
“Hmm…”
Xing Ze's expression became more and more unnatural, and he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with him?"
Ji Sheng lowered his voice and said, "Cousin, my brother seems to be dreaming again."
"Shh, don't talk anymore, or you'll wake up your brother."
"Just watch."
Xing Ze looked at Wen Qing. He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, with an expression that seemed to show both discomfort and pleasure.
Slightly panting breath and suppressed humming.
Xing Ze couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.
He pursed his lips and said to Ji Sheng, "I'll be back soon after I'm done."
"Go sleep next door and don't disturb his rest."
Ji Sheng paused for a moment, then pouted his lips: "Okay."
After the words fell, Wen Qing raised his head, his lips parted, revealing the tip of his tongue faintly, his eyelashes wet with tears, drooping listlessly.
Ji Sheng lifted the quilt, and out of the camera's view, he lowered his eyes and stared at his wet palms, curling his lips.
He slowly lowered his head and sniffed the scent of his palm.
"good evening."
****
The next morning, when Wen Qing woke up, his head was a little groggy and his body was very tired, as if he had not slept at all the night before.
After he finished washing up, he walked slowly to the living room.
I didn't see Ji Sheng, but I saw Xing Ze.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, a little surprised: "When did you come back?"
Xing Ze had two dark circles under his eyes: "Last night."
Wen nodded lightly and asked again: "Didn't you say you wanted to stay up all night?"
Xing Ze handed him soy milk and steamed buns and explained, "Yang Fan's lawyer came soon. He should have been prepared a long time ago. He refused to say anything. He only said that the last time he met his ex-wife was after the divorce half a year ago. He knows nothing about what happened afterwards."
"There are professionals in charge of the interrogation. I'm back to rest for a while. I'll be busy again today."
Wen Qing responded, looked around, and when he didn't see Ji Sheng, he asked, "Where's Ji Sheng?"
Xing Ze: "I went to school."
Wen Qing said "oh" and lowered his head to eat the buns.
Xing Ze lowered his eyes to look at him. Wen Qing ate in a very good manner, with his mouth closed and his cheeks slightly puffed up.
Xing Ze's gaze slowly moved from his cheek to his rosy lips, and the scene of last night appeared in his mind again.
He hesitated for a while, then asked slowly, "Did you have a nightmare last night?"
Wen Qing paused and nodded.
Xing Ze asked nonchalantly, "What nightmare did you have?"
Wen Qing chewed the bun and thought, It's the same as before.
The beast...
But this time it wasn't a bite, but a touch.
Also, when he woke up this morning, his body was clean.
Wen Qing was too embarrassed to tell Xing Ze the details, so he said vaguely, "It was similar to the previous one. I dreamed about monsters."
Xing Ze did not ask about the dream, but said, "I called you last night, but you were asleep, and Ji Sheng answered the phone."
Wen Qing was stunned. Was it Ji Sheng who answered the phone?
He asked blankly: "I didn't hear it. Did the ringing disturb him?"
Xing Ze pursed his lips, and seeing that Wen Qing knew nothing, he frowned slightly: "He slept in your bed."
"Ah?" Wen Qing was stunned.
Xing Ze pursed his lips tightly: "You don't know?"
Wen Qing shook his head and explained, "He just said he wanted to stay and sleep."
"I was so sleepy that I fell asleep straight after I got into bed."
He really didn't expect Ji Sheng to sleep in his bed, even though there was another room.
"He might be..." Wen Qing paused and didn't say the second half of the sentence.
Xing Ze asked: "What could it be?"
"Misunderstood," Wen Qing raised his eyes to look at Xing Ze and said slowly, "It's the same as you did back then."
Xing Ze: “…”
Wen Qing looked up at him and couldn't help but sigh: "You two are really a family."
Xing Ze: “…”
*****
After breakfast, Wen Qing followed Xing Ze to the 13th floor of Building 1, where Yang Fan lived.
There was a cordon at the door, and several policemen wearing gloves were searching the house.
Wen Qing stood obediently outside the cordon waiting for Xing Ze. Surrounded by uniformed police officers, he felt an unprecedented sense of security.
Xing Ze went in, took a look around, and came out soon.
Wen Qing looked at his slightly frowned brows and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Xing Ze said gloomily, "From the 13th floor, we can only see your balcony and a remote corner of the living room."
“There’s nowhere else to look.”
When Yang Fan was at home, it was impossible for him to know Wen Qing's whereabouts clearly.
Wen Qing was stunned: "Then he is not the murderer?"
Xing Ze shook his head: "I'm not sure."
"Li Fei's consumption record stopped at six months ago. The last time she shopped was at a mall in Vancouver. She must have been killed six months ago."
"Yang Fan had quarreled with her and divorced her. He is the only person with a motive for committing the crime. He is the most likely suspect."
A few hours later, Xiao Chen took off his gloves and shook his head at Xing Ze: "There is nothing at all."
"Xiao Zhang told me that there are no such items in the school office or in the store owned by Yang Fan."
Xing Ze glanced at the time and frowned, "There are still six hours left."
The questioning and verification cannot exceed 24 hours, and they can only detain Yang Fan for 24 hours at most.
Xiao Chen said cautiously: "I haven't looked for Yang Fan's friends yet. He has too many good friends."
Six hours is not necessary.
Xing Ze sighed: "Check first."
"After Yang Fan leaves, find someone to keep an eye on him."
At nine o'clock in the evening, Yang Fan was released from the police station.
Before leaving, he even said hello to Xing Ze.
Yang Fan smiled, as if nothing had happened, and said, "Goodbye, Criminal Officer."
Xing Ze had a cold face and said nothing.
Yang Fan glanced at Wen Qing who was standing behind Xing Ze, and said, "Officer Xing, are you off work?"
"If it's on your way, could you give me a ride?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled as she looked at Yang Fan's indifferent look and thought, his mental state is really good. He even dares to ask for a ride.
Xing Ze spat out two words coldly: "No."
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Okay then."
Xing Ze didn't need to do the search and interrogation himself, and not long after, Wen Qingbian and Xing Ze got off work together.
Walking into the community, Wen Qing immediately saw Yang Fan standing under the street light.
He was wearing yesterday's clothes and holding two cans in his hands, looking like he was going to feed the cats. There were also residents of the community standing next to him.
The security guard, Grandma Zhang and her granddaughter, etc., are all familiar faces in the community.
"It's all right, it's all right."
"It is impossible for the people's police to wrongly accuse a good person."
"I hope the murderer will be caught soon. Teacher Yang has really suffered."
"This murderer is so perverted that he actually feeds human flesh to cats."
"Could it be that all people who feed cats are suspected of being murderers? Oh my, could it be our Doctor Ji's turn next?"
…
Wen Qing paused and found Ji Yu also standing in the crowd.
Because he was positioned further back, it was hard to notice him.
Ji Yu smiled and seemed to say something.
Because the other people's voices were too loud, Wen Qing couldn't hear what he said clearly.
Wen Qing looked at Ji Yu from afar and saw Ji Yu and Yang Fan standing together for the first time.
He suddenly felt that the smiles on their faces were somewhat similar.
However, Ji Yu's smile was more perfect and more harmless. In comparison, Yang Fan's smile seemed a little clumsy.
Wen Qing looked at them straight, thinking that if one of Ji Yu and Yang Fan was the murderer, he must be the one.
He would definitely guess it was Ji Yu.
Suddenly, Ji Yu raised his eyelids and looked straight at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat; he was caught.
Ji Yu looked at him indifferently and said nothing, but Wen Qing inexplicably saw a message in his eyes.
[You are doubting me again.]
Wen Qing hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look directly at Ji Yu.
He lowered his head and couldn't help asking the system in his mind: [Is this a little abnormal? ]
Why do you always suspect Ji Yu?
Is it really because of Ji Yu’s psychological shadow?
001 said indifferently: [Normal.]
After hearing this answer, Wen Qing doubted himself even more.
001: ???
After a moment of silence, he spoke again: [In my opinion, you are normal. ]
Wen Qing whispered: [You are not a human. ]
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