Chapter 675: A Story Within a Story
Thunder rumbles and the wind and rain are dark.
When she finally took a step forward, Ding Li could only stand still at the door.
After not seeing her for half a month, he rushed back to see her as soon as he finished his work. He wanted to be closer to her than ever before. He was afraid that Lin Yiyi would sense something, and he was also afraid that it would involve something deeper.
The distance of three steps was like looking at each other across a river.
Lin Yiyi was a little embarrassed, but the words had already been said. Throughout the spring, summer, autumn and winter when he was around, he always took the initiative. Why was it so difficult for her to take the initiative this time?
People all have a rebellious mentality, and the worse something is, the more they want it to be.
She moved forward to get closer to him, but before she could hug Ding Li's waist, he pressed his left hand against her forehead.
"Yiyi, I am a man." Ding Li's Adam's apple rolled, and his sharp eyebrows were all suppressed.
Lin Yiyi was rejected and couldn't get close. The courage she had just gathered suddenly disappeared from her wide eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and soon felt embarrassed and annoyed.
As for what he said, I didn't listen carefully at all.
If she doesn’t want me to hug her, then she can let him go wherever he wants. What does it have to do with her?
Seeing that she was angry and wanted to leave, Ding Li pressed her shoulders again, forcing her to look at him, and repeated what he had just said.
"I am a man."
"…I know!"
Lin Yiyi glared at him with a blush on her face. Didn't she know that he was a man? Was there any need to say it again?
Seeing that she didn't understand yet, Ding Li moved his hand from her shoulder to her neck, stroking it again and again, his eyes darkening.
Compared with the unclear euphemism, he could only take Lin Yiyi's left hand and hold it against himself.
Along the zipper under the belt from bottom to top, it seems like there is no end.
Lin Yiyi froze on the spot, disbelief in her almond-shaped eyes, and the anger on her face turned into a blush of embarrassment.
She felt her fingertips being burned and tried to break free from Ding Li's hand, but the man refused to let go and just held her hand tightly, letting her hold "him".
Ding Li's voice was extremely hoarse, and his eyes were scorching hot as if he wanted to eat someone, "Do you still want to hug me now?"
“…”
Lin Yiyi bit her lips and shook her head violently, her heart pounding. How could she dare to hug the man who hid the pestle?
I kept cursing myself for being stupid. Why didn’t I notice something was wrong just now?
She glanced down briefly and blamed him for not being noticeable in his black pants.
After she felt something tremble, Ding Li let go of her hand. He did not move further, but his breathing became a little hurried. "I'll go back to my room first and come to see you later."
"Yeah, okay."
Lin Yiyi nodded obediently with a blushing face. She curled her fingers and looked at his broad back. She always felt that her left hand was still hot.
The wind and rain outside the window never stop, making people feel confused and upset.
Judging from the weather, I'm afraid it will rain all day.
Yang Wanchun secretly put on his cousin's police uniform and sneaked into the police station to find Mr. Zhong to pass on the message. He was very nervous, but he just gritted his teeth and said the few words that Zhao Sheng had told him.
After he finished speaking, there was no reaction from Mr. Zhong, not even a raise of his eyebrows. Yang Wanchun was already a little nervous, fearing that he had made a wasted trip, so he opened his mouth and repeated his words.
"A pig gives birth to a pig, a cow gives birth to a cow, and the surname Zhong is not Zhong."
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Zhong Bangyou seemed to come to his senses at this time and stopped him from saying, "I understand, you go back first."
Good fortune and misfortune are interdependent. Just when I had dealt with the urgent matter that was pressing down on me, before I could celebrate, a blood relationship mystery popped up.
The matter was too strange and made people suspicious.
What exactly did the person who spread this message mean?
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After completing the task as instructed, Yang Wanchun left the municipal bureau and quickly ran back to his cousin's house to put the clothes back.
In fact, he didn't understand Zhao Sheng's intention, but thinking about what he said about finding him a good job, he was so happy that he was at a loss.
But just as I went downstairs, I ran into my cousin who was coming back from buying groceries.
"You look like a nobody all day long, what are you doing here?"
Yang Wanchun didn't dare to say that he secretly made a copy of the key to his uncle's house. He just smiled shamelessly and said, "Oh, I wanted to come and see you, uncle and aunt, but you were not at home. Fortunately, I ran into you again now."
As he spoke, he reached out to help his aunt carry the basket. Regardless of her expression, he half-supported his aunt upstairs.
He glanced at the big sea fish in the basket and decided to have lunch at his cousin's house.
"You talk nicely, but you come back empty-handed every time and eat three to five bowls of rice in one meal. Do you think the food is free?" The aunt kept yelling without asking any questions, but she didn't drive away the nephew from the north.
"Pick the vegetables and wash them several times. If you have nothing to do in the evening, go pick up your cousin. She gets off work late and it's not safe at night."
"Oh, oh, I have to go there every day." Yang Wanchun heard her complaining and hurriedly took the key from his aunt to open the door.
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Yesterday morning, Zhao Sheng went to deal with Mingqi, an accomplice of the female killer, but failed and was framed instead. He suffered some injuries and now can only hide in the warehouse where the gold nuggets are hidden to avoid the limelight.
When his plan failed, he planned to take a boat to a small island to hide before daybreak, but there were already minions from other gangs following him at the dock.
Caught in a dilemma, Zhao Sheng thought of the newspaper again. On the afternoon of the day he returned to Hong Kong to rest, he went to the parking lot of the racecourse to wait for someone.
When he saw Master Zhong's appearance, he felt that he looked familiar. Judging from his facial features, he was exactly a younger version of Wang Caihong.
It is also very similar to Zhao Cong.
He had not originally intended to come to the door like this, and wanted to secretly investigate the cause before making a decision, but the current situation did not allow for any delay.
Considering that he had an injury on his shoulder and it was inconvenient for him to show up in public, it was impossible for him to rashly run to the Zhong family to claim that he was their son.
After thinking it over, Zhao Sheng could only arrange for Yang Wanchun to bring the person to the door.
I thought about it for the whole afternoon and it was already late at night.
Zhong Bangyou still felt that he should make the trip. Since he had doubts in his mind, he would have to find out sooner or later.
But after seeing the young man, that inexplicable sense of blood relationship suddenly came to mind, and after looking at his appearance carefully, Zhong Bangyou felt that there was no need for any identification or examination.
He must be his biological son.
Sitting in the back seat of the black car, Zhong Bangyou suppressed the shock in his heart and finally said with a sigh, "My child, you have suffered."
Zhao Sheng originally thought that he would have to spend more time talking, as there might be some unspeakable secrets in it that required a lot of effort to unravel.
But he didn't say a word, and the middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder.
The pain was so severe that Zhao Sheng clenched his back teeth to hold on.
It was late at night and the rain that had been falling all day seemed to have stopped.
Zhong Bangyou saw that he seemed to be injured, so he didn't ask any more questions and asked the driver to drive back to the mid-mountain area.
"Come back with me first, I will make arrangements."
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The Zhong family residence underwent a drastic change overnight.
Zhao Sheng was arranged to live in Grandma Zhong's house. He did not ask Mr. Zhong how to deal with it. He just avoided outside affairs and focused on recovering from his injuries.
After a night's sleep, Grandma Zhong discovered that there was a big grandson in the house. She was so surprised as if she was listening to a story about someone else's family.
He just looked up and down at Zhao Sheng with his reading glasses.
He is a little dark, but he is strong and tall, and looks very much like his father.
Grandma Zhong didn't know how to address him, so the two of them just sat in the garden and stared at each other. Then she smiled and asked, "Hei boy, what do you want to eat for lunch?"
Zhao Sheng's face was dark, he was not happy with this name, he frowned and said in a rough voice: "Grandma Zhong, my name is Zhao Sheng."
Still quite temperamental, Grandma Zhong rocked the recliner, still smiling kindly, "Okay, okay, Zhao Sheng, no, you are back now, according to seniority you should be called Zhong Jiasheng."
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