Chapter 1527

Beck didn't say anything. After a few words, he hung up. A colleague happened to pass by outside the office. He glanced at each other and sighed softly when they came to his door

The conference room was still closed. He stood at the door for a while, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette from the iron cigarette box, and played for a while before throwing it into the garbage can and pushing the door.

"Chief baker, long time no see." The governor of Dongjiang city said to him with a smile, "we old bones are retiring soon. The outside world belongs to those young people."

Beck rubbed the cigarette under his nose with the finger he had just pinched, and then he laughed, but the smile was very shallow, "thanks to the governor's leadership."

"Don't say that. I've been doing it for a long time. I'm going to change the term soon. I'll retire after this time." He got up, went to him and patted him on the shoulder. "I believe you know why I came to you today." He pauses, "it's a small matter, right? That man broke into the house with a murder weapon. In order to avoid him hurting his family, the victim defends himself."

Beck stood speechless, his nose rapidly shrugging, trying to smell the smoke on his fingertips.

The pressure on his shoulder was heavy. "You're going to retire soon, too. Let the young people do those things."

"Governor." He said, "let me see."

The governor looked at him meaningfully, "as far as I know, you have compromised more than once, so compromise again."

He patted him on the shoulder again, then walked out of the meeting room, and soon the voice of greeting him sounded outside the door.

When Beck came out of the meeting room, one of the police officers called out, "chief, there are official documents coming down. Let's go to the meeting."

"Say I'm sick." He answered and went out.

A woman in the detention center walks slowly, her face is very terrible, her burned skin tangled together, and her cold eyes.

"I want to see ye nianmo." She repeated to the people around her, full of longing for the people she was about to meet.

How happy and excited she was when she was told that someone wanted to see her. Anyway, as long as he would come.

Entering a sealed room, what she saw was Beck who had several sides. She was immediately disappointed and hated ye nianmo.

"You seem to know me." Beck always felt that the other side was very familiar, but he couldn't guess who the other side was just by looking at his face.

"I want to see ye nianmo." Aoxue repeated, eyes is not dead endlessly persistent, "as long as you let me see him, you want to know what I say."

Beck looks at the smart woman in front of him. He is a judicial officer and should have pursued judicial justice, but there are many things in the world that you can't do if you want to.

He got up. "Sorry, he won't come."

Aoxue's voice was like a shadow, "in fact, you can't kill me." She sneered, "I also know the law, so long have not taken any measures against me, is someone behind me?"

Knowing Xu Haoran's background, she thought to herself that he must be protecting himself behind his back, and her confidence was even stronger. "Since you can't punish me, let me go as soon as possible."

Beck's hands on both sides of his body slowly clenched into a fist. He looked at each other sideways and walked out of the room with a big stride.

The fresh air outside made him feel better. He took out his mobile phone and prepared to call ye nianmo. As soon as the idea came out, he was immediately extinguished. He would not understand the world of the rich, whether it was Ye Zimo or his son.

At the same time, the cafe, see ye nianmo, Ding Yiyi obviously very happy, also very surprised, "an hour? Time really flies. "

Ye nianmo touched her head, eyes full of love, "sorry to let you wait a long time."

Both sides said a few more words, Ding Yiyi stood up, "sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

After he couldn't see anyone, Jiao Zuo looked at ye nianmo's face and said, "what happened just now? You have a little bit of mood swings

"I don't need treatment." Ye nianmo said lightly.

The other shrugged and took Ding Yiyi's painting, "this is what my assistant and I asked her to draw, and guided her in the process of drawing, drawing everything in her mind."

Ye nianmo looked at the cold color painting in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "what does this mean?"

"She is still mentally healthy now..." Next to Jiao Zuo, the assistant who played his wife said, "look at the stove, the sun and the children playing with water she painted. They use orange, ice blue and so on. That is to say, she is positive in nature."

Ye nianmo finished listening to what she said before he said: "she has been insomnia."

"As long as people think a lot of things, they will always have insomnia. On the contrary, I think you are more likely to have psychological problems than her, because you are too persistent to her." Jiao Zuo looked at the man in front of him, and then stood up, "in a word, our determination is like this. We suggest that we should accompany her more and solve the root of insomnia psychologically."He walked outside the door, walked a few steps and then turned back to his body. "By the way, Mr. Xu, his situation will be much better than that in Miss Ding's eyes, and he also needs later psychological intervention."

When Ding Yiyi came out of the bathroom, Jiao Zuo and her husband had already left. She was a little surprised, "have they already left?"

"Yes, I have something to do." Ye nianmo said.

She sat back and said with a smile, "those two people are really interesting. I also helped them draw a picture for the child. I think I draw well. I really hope that the child can be praised by the teacher."

Ye nianmo looked at each other lovingly and suddenly said, "where do you want to play?"

"What?" Ding Yiyi is a Leng, obviously didn't return to God from his words.

Ye nianmo got up and went to the counter. After a while, he took back a volume of world map, spread it out and found it carefully.

Ding Yiyi see him really, smile pushed his shoulder, "don't make trouble, you don't have to work?"

"Nothing." Ye nianmo's eyes fell to a place on the map, "Iceland?"

"Iceland? It's said that it's beautiful... " Ding Yiyi was unconsciously driven by his words. He thought about it thoughtfully and said with a smile: "it's said that it's not suitable to go now."

Her mood suddenly and some low, "now really not suitable to go, too many things."

"I'll do it." Ye nianmo looked at her seriously, "so what you don't want to see, hear and do is up to me."

Ding Yiyi laughed, leaning his head and thinking, "it sounds like a black hole in the universe. You can stuff anything you don't want into it."

He took her hand and raised the corner of his mouth in a tacit way. "Would you like that?" he said in a soft voice

The air is filled with a faint taste of ambiguity. The melodious music played in the coffee shop has become the best catalyst. Ding Yiyi looks at him, but he can't move his eyes.

This sweet continued for a day, until the night came, Ding Yiyi began to fret again.

It's already half past nine. It's better to go to bed now. She went out of the bathroom, took a hot bath according to the information found on the Internet, and drank a glass of milk, but she is still in good spirits.

"Dong Dong Dong" door knock, ye nianmo's voice sounded, "can you come downstairs?"

She went downstairs and saw that the TV was on while ye nianmo pressed the remote control and didn't know what to choose.

"What kind of movie do you want to see?" He didn't look back. His eyes stayed on the TV.

Ding Yiyi sat next to him and watched the rows of films on the TV screen. He also wanted to see some films in his heart, so he suggested: "or do you want to watch ghost films?"

Ye nianmo quickly selected one, and after clicking it, a sound similar to drum music began to ring.

TV picture is a blood red, an endless alley, a thin figure squatting on the ground, not far from the street lamp, moths flying around the suddenly flashing lights.

The melodious bicycle bell rings, and a man on an old-fashioned bicycle rushes home drunk, humming the tuneless Kunqu Opera.

Seeing a figure squatting in the corner, the man's arm trembled with fright. The car hit the wall. He quickly braked and jumped off the car.

"You little doll, what are you doing here when you don't sleep at home so late, your mom and dad?" As soon as the man saw that it was a child, he yelled at him and half woke up.

The child in the corner moved, and his thin shoulder turned slowly. At this moment, the street lamp flashed quickly again. The young man stepped back and scolded.

The little girl looks very smart and lovely, but her face is as pale as if she couldn't get sunlight for a long time, and her voice sounds timid, "I have no home, only this one."

She looked down at a small box in her arms. Her voice was very soft. "I don't have a home."

The man sighed. During the cultural revolution, there were too many people who were separated from their families. The most pitiful thing was that these children lost their families when they didn't understand anything.

"It's too dangerous to be alone at night now. Well, you can come to my house and leave tomorrow. I'm poor and have nothing to support you." The man sighed, pushed his bicycle from the corner and took a few steps.

After the cold wind blowing, his back a cool, subconsciously turned his head to see the little girl has been holding that little red box standing.

Half of her face was in the orange light of the street lamp, half in the shadow, and her dark blue cotton robe seemed to hide in the dark.

"Are you going or not?" The man was startled and couldn't help but step back, thinking that he would not meet the living dead.

The little girl nodded her head gently and followed him with a scarlet box. Her steps were too light to hear.

The man specially looked at her feet, and saw that there were real steps on the ground, and there were shadows, so he was really relieved. He pushed the bike and took the child back to his dilapidated apartment."You sleep in bed, I sleep on the sofa." When he entered the apartment, he lit a candle. Looking at the little girl's dark face, he lit another one. He felt that the room was much brighter. Then he went to a broken blue sofa next to the window.