You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Liang Yanan shook his head and said, "No."

He added: “Not yet.”

"Ok." Yu Bo nodded repeatedly, stopped asking questions, and filled the glasses of both people with wine. "But I heard that there are artificial eyes that can be mistaken for real eyes. I can help you with the money."

"I know that kind," Liang Yanan shook her head gently. "That kind is attached to the eyeball and can only be moved if the eyeball can be saved. For someone like me who has had his entire eyeball removed, I can only use this kind that can't be moved. As long as it can't be moved, no matter how good the material and workmanship are, it's just the same."

"I remember you weren't nearsighted before." Yu Bo asked again.

"It's sympathetic ophthalmia, which means if one eye goes blind, the other eye will go blind too. But don't worry, I can still see what you look like with my glasses, and your condition is relatively stable."

"Well, what if, I mean what if, what if it becomes unstable?" Yu Bo asked carefully.

"Blind." Liang Yanan's answer was simple and clear.

Yu Bo frowned. "I thought that in this situation, you would at least be able to get a leisure job to live on in your old age. How could you be allowed to work on the front line?"

"Sinecures are available, but I didn't take them—I would be looked down upon."

"You have become like this because you work for the country. Who dares to look down on you?" Yu Bo chuckled.

"My eyes and hands that I left on the battlefield." Liang Yanan took off her sunglasses and looked up at Yu Bo. Her right eye, which had no luster and would not move, made her originally beautiful face look a little weird and out of proportion.

Yu Bo was silent, his eyes a little red.

Liang Yanan put on her sunglasses again and said slowly, "Although I couldn't leave my name anywhere in the past, and I'm afraid I'll never be someone's bride in the future. But I can't tell them, when I'm reunited with my eyes and hands, that I've lived these extra decades growing flowers, vegetables, fishing, picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely looking at the southern mountains, right?"

Yu Bo laughed a few times, with a hint of sob in his laughter. After a while, he raised his glass and said, "Fuck You Ran Jian Nan Shan."

"Fuck You Ran Jian Nan Shan." Liang Yanan also raised his glass.

"No wonder you are the only one who still cares about Zhou Qi even though your police department has closed the case."

"To each other."

“Fuck!” “Fuck!”

The small wooden table was a mess, with skewers and skewers scattered on it, and the sauce dish was knocked over, with the sauce flowing onto the table, creating a mess of color.

Napkins were scattered all over the floor, and several bottles of Bluebird draft beer were placed on the table, some of which had not been opened yet, flashing with cool temptation.

The young people at the next table were shouting and scrambling to pay the bill, arguing about where to go for the second half of the game.

Yu Bo picked up an unopened bottle of beer, stroking the cold bottle with his fingers, and said drunkenly: "Let's play the second half, too? You pick the place, squad leader."

"Goodbye," Liang Yanan stood up, yawned, looked at the still bustling streets, and said sadly, "I am old."

"No, you didn't—" Yu Bo suddenly lowered his head: "Yes, we are all old now."

Yu Bo's voice was a little heavy, and there was a hint of sadness in his words.

"All those who were crazy are dead, all those who were awesome are decadent, all those who were ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth have become silent. Everything you have is expired, everything you love is old..." Yu Bo, under the influence of alcohol, hummed the song about the future that Xiao Yao taught him in the afternoon.

Liang Yanan seemed to sense Yu Bo's emotional changes. She stretched out her right hand and gently stroked the back of Yu Bo's hand.

Yu Bo shuddered slightly and subconsciously tried to pull his hand out. He moved one or two centimeters and then stopped, allowing Liang Yanan to hold his hand.

"Time flies. It seems like yesterday we were arguing over the 38th parallel on the table and who crossed the line. We were kicking each other under the table." Liang Yanan's voice was low and gentle, as if she and Yu Bo were immersed in memories together: "Look at what we have become now?"

"What do you mean by 'what have we become now'?" Yu Bo forced a smile and said, "Aren't we doing well now? You kept saying that you would defend the motherland in the future. Isn't that what you have achieved now?"

"Yeah," Liang Yanan nodded and said, "That's good. But I never thought that you, a gangster in school, would become a monk in the end."

"A gangster monk." Yu Bo said self-deprecatingly.

"Haha."

"Anyway, it's great that you can be transferred to Beihong District," Yu Bo said, "We can get together more often in the future. Boss, check out!"

"Okay, I'll pay," Liang Yanan stopped Yu Bo, "Just consider it as compensation for your precious eraser."

"Do you still remember that?" Yu Bo scratched his head.

"You haven't forgotten, have you? You didn't forget, but you deliberately didn't mention it. Are you trying to settle the bill with me for my glasses? No way, I tell you, let's make it one thing at a time. One thousand six hundred and ninety-eight yuan, one cent less is not acceptable."

The two of them paid the bill while laughing. Yu Bo took out the car keys from his pocket and said, "You borrowed your car and that kid Xiao Yao drove it away. Let me take you back."

"Drinking so much and wanting to drive, you're breaking the fucking law, you know that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a pair of handcuffs from somewhere like magic, and with a "click", one end was handcuffed on Yu Bo's right wrist.

"Don't worry, police comrade, aren't you a forensic doctor? Why are you also a traffic policeman? Hey, untie me quickly, stop it, it hurts, I mean I'll take you in a taxi - how dare I drive drunk, this is the parish car, I've almost got all the points deducted from me, hey, just this afternoon, because I was chasing you, I parked my car outside your alley, and the traffic police put a ticket on me again. Hey, can you talk to them tomorrow..."

"Who told you to chase me?"

--split line--

Just when Xiao Yao was holding Yu Luying and riding a small light motorcycle like a teenager;

Just when Father Yu Bo and forensic doctor Liang Yanan were "young classmates" at a barbecue stall;

At the same time, what is our classmate Shen Jie doing?

She painted on an empty stomach in her boudoir.

self-portrait.

She originally wanted to create a portrait of Xiao Yao and give it to him as a gift.

But considering the risks of doing so at home, she finally chose to replace the gift with a self-portrait.

Practice your hands at the same time.

Decompress it by the way.

The girl was wearing a comfortable set of pajamas. The fabric was soft and smooth, and the delicate texture seemed to hug her body.

The color of the pajamas is light pink, gentle and elegant, which matches the girl's skin tone. Under the fluffy pajamas, her completely naked pair of little feet are exposed.

She sat in a comfortable chair beside the bed, with a drawing board folder on her lap and a piece of white drawing paper inside. She held a thin paintbrush and stared at herself in the mirror intently.

The girl tried her best to ignore the fact that there was a scary skyscraper in the mirror and let the mirror reflect her focused face.

Her slightly furrowed brows showed her attention to detail.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance, which came from a bunch of red roses placed on the bedside table. The rose petals were in full bloom, exuding a charming fragrance, adding a touch of romance to the whole room.

The girl has brushes, a palette and a paint box on the small table beside her. A plate of brightly coloured paint is placed in front of her, with blocks of colour interlaced on the palette, showing a rich selection of colours. The brush in her hand gently touches the paint, painting her own image.

Imagining the expression Xiao Yao might have when he received this gift, Shen Jie's mouth corners unconsciously curled up slightly.

The surrounding environment appears quiet and peaceful, with only the faint ticking sound of the clock hanging on the wall. The light in the room is soft and warm, creating a focused and peaceful painting space.

Everything was fine, except she was really hungry.

Shen Jie sighed, put down the paintbrush in her hand, stood up, and rubbed her sore waist.

The familiar relatives still didn’t come.

Every day, she was more anxious than the day before.

In order to avoid Xiao Yao's anxiety, she no longer took the initiative to talk to Xiao Yao about this matter unless the other party asked about it.

"Not yet." She always answered this question in a very understated tone.

And Xiao Yao would always say "Oh" softly, and then the two of them would tacitly change the subject.

Shen Jie walked barefoot into the "sunshine glass house" built for her by her loving father.

In a few days, the house arrest will be over. If the condition really doesn't work, let Xiao Yao accompany me to the hospital.

And then...life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God.

Shen Jie looked down through the glass of the sun room.

She saw her backyard, the swimming pool and bushes in the backyard, her own fence, and the community outside the fence.

She saw Uncle Johns, walking side by side with a boy who looked like a junior high school student.

The boy is not tall but very handsome. If he puts on makeup and looks like a little girl, he should be able to look real.

It looked like Uncle Johns was seeing someone off.

Zhang Zhengkai finally left? ! !

Shen Jie jumped up lightly with joy.

Today is the first visit from classmate Zhang Zhengkai since I returned home.

She had no right to influence her father on which guests to invite and which not to invite, so she had to fulfill the promise she had made to Xiao Yao.

"If Zhang Zhengkai comes, I will lock myself in the bedroom and not see him."

Normally, Zhang Zhengkai should have left after dinner.

As a result, he accompanied his father to watch the damn Asian Cup opening ceremony and sat in the living room until the end of the opening ceremony.

The reason why Shen Jie knew all this was because Lisa told her through the door.

And this is why she is still hungry.

Although Lisa knocked on the door several times and said she would bring her dinner.

But she didn't dare.

Although generally speaking, she trusts Lisa, but who knows if there is someone standing behind Lisa, holding a fruit knife against her waist?

Okay, this idea is a little too surreal.

At this time, Lisa's voice came from outside the door again: "Miss, open the door, eat something, and take care of yourself - Master Zhang has left."

Shen Jie staggered to the door of her boudoir, opened it, and took the plate from Lisa with both hands: "How is my father feeling? Is he still angry with me?"

"I can't say for sure, Miss." Lisa told Shen Jie: "There are football matches starting these two days. At this time, Master's temper is always changeable."

I hope the Chinese national football team can fight for their honor and not let me suffer the consequences, Shen Jie thought.

"Oh, by the way, Lisa," Shen Jie ordered, "Can you help me check where my phone is? I think it's in the bathroom, or in the hall—"

"Oh, Miss, I almost forgot." Lisa handed Shen Jie's phone to her: "I happened to see it when I was cleaning."

"Thank you, Lisa." Shen Jie wanted to hug her, but she was holding the tray with both hands.

Lisa smiled and put her phone on Shen Jie's plate: "Miss, I'll close the door for you. Ring the bell to call me when you're done."

Shen Jie turned around and put the tray on the desk.

Her phone still had power, so she called Xiao Yao directly.

……

"Hello?" There was the sound of wind from Xiao Yao's side, probably outside.

If he didn't call her his wife, it means...

"Are you with her?" Shen Jie asked.

"Well," the other party was stunned for a moment: "Yes, I will take her home now."

"Tell Silly Sister," Shen Jie said, "I asked Lisa to send her a gift. Let me know when she receives it."

"Okay," Xiao Yao said, and then he muttered something in a low voice, probably to convey his words to Yu Luying: "I told her."

"That's it. I'll eat first. Call me when you're free." Shen Jie said as she was about to hang up.

"There are only her gifts, but no gifts for me?" Xiao Yao asked.

"No," Shen Jie said expressionlessly, "The person is yours, and you still want a gift."

"Okay, I'll call you when I get back."

Shen Jie put down the phone and wolfed down the dinner which should have been heated up.

No, judging by the taste, maybe it was re-made.

After dinner, Shen Jie charged her cell phone and looked through all the text messages and QQ messages from Xiao Yao and others during the day.

Then, he replied to all the messages except those from Xiao Yao and Zhang Zhengkai.

After thinking about it, he also replied to Zhang Zhengkai: "Don't come to my house again. It's impossible for the two of us. I can introduce you to my classmates. If you let me go, we can still be friends in the future."

I wanted to take a shower, but I was worried that Xiao Yao would call me halfway through, so I just waited.

I waited for a long time but there was no call. I felt a little angry when I thought that he might be flirting with someone else while I was waiting here.

After struggling for a while, I decided to wait for his call and take a shower.

As soon as I took off my pajamas and let the hot water pour over my back and shoulders, my cell phone rang as expected.