Chapter 79
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The photo on the tombstone of my mother was still the same as when she was young, with a look of timidity.
Zhang Beichuan patted her shoulder and said softly: "Stop crying, everything is over."
Zhou Nannan hugged him, buried his head deep in his chest, letting tears wet his shirt.
Zhang Beichuan had a strange smell, mixed with hospital disinfectant and an indescribable spearmint mint, like the thin autumn rain that was continuous, with a hint of warmth of Yuxia in his heart, making people unable to stop.
She said in a muffled voice: "Don't treat me so well. If I cheat one day, I can't even take back the book."
He smiled and asked back, "Then will you lie to me?"
"No."
She looked up at him, He said seriously: "I am very principled in life and never cheated on fools."
Zhang Beichuan hugged him, put his hands on her butterfly bone, and said softly: "I can still joke, it seems that it is not uncomfortable."
night afterglow flashes, and starlight lies across the Milky Way trillion years ago. The light like a Bodhi star fell in her smiling eyes.
The person she likes is low in her bones, but she is wearing white fireworks, swaying in the breeze and bamboo, running in the wilderness at dusk. She likes it no matter which way she looks.
Perhaps from the beginning she was moved, she realized that what she liked Zhang Beichuan was not a simple skin, but a kind of resonance that touched the soul.
It seems that at a certain moment in the same world, they have all faced a barren cliff, and they are also living in a desperate situation.
Zhou Nannan looked at the woman on the tombstone, reached out to wipe the dust on the monument, and tried hard to make a smile.
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely live a good life."
After the clouds clear and the moon is bright, there will be a thousand beautiful things. She will definitely walk with the person she likes to the day when she will die for thousands of years.
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It was almost eight o'clock in the evening when the two left the Nanjiao Cemetery. Faced with the night wind, Zhang Beichuan took her hand.
This is a pair of top surgeons' hands. There are thin calluses at the first knuckle of the middle finger, the nails are clean and neat, and the thumb gently rubs the back of her hand, revealing plainness and warmth.
Zhou Nannan shook his hand and said happily: "Doctor Zhang, I have prepaid this year's birthday wish and promise you everything to be successful."
Zhang Beichuan never believed this, but he still said against his will: "Thank you for your good words."
After his father died, he no longer celebrated his birthday. Every year, he was just a repetition of days for him, and there was no difference.
He drove her home, and the car drove downstairs of the community, and he suddenly turned off the headlights.
The moonlight on the fifteenth day, the moon is vague and silver, and is set against the thin mist, gently covering this quiet old city.
His throat suddenly became a little astringent, and he shouted "Zhou Nannan" in a hoarse voice.
She turned her body slightly, looked into his moon-like eyes, and then, without any warning, gently approached and kissed his lips.
This is a kiss without any desires. She is clear in her mind and just wants time to stop.
The car was too quiet, and Zhou Nannan could even hear her heartbeat like a drumbeat. Her only sense was the meager coolness on Zhang Beichuan's lips, as cold as the moonlight.
She clumsy and unfamiliarly grasped his collar, and the slight gasps lingered in his ears like a curse.
Love is like wine, you can’t feel the taste, and then taste it is the soul of color.
Zhang Beichuan's hand gently passed through her hair. At this moment, his thoughts were falling little by little, and he couldn't help but think of what Jianghuai said yesterday in his mind.
"If you like children so much, you can give birth to one yourself."
He suddenly realized that when a man longs for stability and wants to grow old together with the person he likes, his inner world has begun to grow old.
years of contentment and stability for the rest of your life is the best state.
Suddenly, lights flashed twice not far away, probably a nearby vehicle passed by.
He suddenly came back to his senses, suppressed the emotions that were surging in his heart, touched her head, and said warmly, "Go back quickly, I have to go to work tomorrow."
Zhou Nannan blushed, leaned into his ear and said quickly, "Good night", and then left as if he ran away.
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Zhang Beichuan watched her go upstairs, and soon the light on the sixth floor lit up. He looked at the meager light, then took out his cell phone and called Lu Chen.
"Have you booked the second half of the year's meetings in your hotel?"
The person on the other end seemed to be awakened in his sleep, and asked vaguely: "What kind of meeting? Do you want to treat? What kind of hall is it?"
"Wedding, about ten tables."
"Who wants to get married?"
"I."
"Who wants to get married?"
"Me."
"Who wants to get married?"
"I." l6
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned and said suspiciously: "Are you... overtaking on the curve?"
Zhang Beichuan leaned on the back of the driver's seat, and he relaxed. He lit a cigarette casually and said softly: "At the end of June, when I go back and settle the case in Linzhou, I will come back to get married."
Lu Chen smiled and said, "That little policeman in the fourth station?"
He couldn't help but smile and responded.
"It seems that I am really moved. I have so many girls who like you over the years, but I have never seen you care about you. In the end, I fell into the hands of the little girl?"
He took a sip of cigarettes and said tiredly, "She is different."
Even Zhang Beichuan himself doesn't know how to describe it. Zhou Nannan is like the fog in spring, and it lingers in your heart when it cannot be seen through.
But when you really understand her, you will find that she is actually the sunshine of early summer, passing through the mottled and old camphor tree leaves in the city, casting dots one after another in your heart.
She is worldly and transparent, innocent and smart.
This undoubtedly has a fatal attraction to him.
Lu Chen heard what he meant and said slightly, "Okay, I'll make a reservation for you in the hotel. I'll sit on the table when the meal is served."
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hung up the phone, he sat in the car and smoked a whole cigarette quietly before leaving.
He never thought that marriage was something that could bind people. What does a contract certificate represent?
But when he got home and began to calculate the property he had accumulated over the years, he suddenly began to think about which rose to use for the main venue of the wedding.
As a well-known surgeon in the industry over the years, he has saved a lot of money on hand, and it is more than enough to hold a decent wedding.
Suddenly, the phone rang, it was from Jianghuai.
He was sitting on the balcony eating his son's lollipop and said, "There is news in Linzhou. I will go back tomorrow. I will notify you of the latest progress."
Zhang Beichuan stood up and walked to the balcony. When the cold night wind blew, he woke up a lot.
He said in a deep voice: "You go back now, be sure to pay attention to safety."
Jiang Huai smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, it's time to finish, and you will never call a general."
The case in Linzhou began in mid-April. He had already gone back before. Although the Jiang family was dispersed, it was still a bit thin in the old judicial institutions. Many people in the municipal court were willing to help him.
case spanned two cities, involving nearly a hundred people, and there were as many as a thousand files and information alone.
He entrusted many friends with his colleagues and almost overturned the file database of the municipal court.
The descendants looked at him tremblingly, not knowing what the former prosecutor who had been away for many years was, but they were just slightly from the bloody old case. I have heard of his name in the middle.
This time he came back, I don’t know how many people have ulterior motives and different faces.
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The first thing Jianghuai did when he returned to Linzhou was to apply for reinstatement. Although the procedures were a little troublesome and submitted a lot of materials, he finally recovered his identity in mid-April.
There were many new faces in the West Procuratorate. Looking at these young prosecutors who had just emerged, there seemed to be a sense of ignorance in their eyes.
He suddenly remembered that when he first entered this industry, he seemed to be like this, but he had experienced too much in recent years, and the recklessness and fearlessness in his eyes had long disappeared.
After Jiang's father died, his original position was replaced by his subordinates who had been promoted. The other party said that he had been paying attention to the case of the Jiang family over the years, but in fact he might not have much attention.
If something had happened to Jiang Binren back then, he would not know how many years would he have to climb to this position.
Jiang Huai just saw through and said nothing, letting the other party test it in every way, he just wanted to put on a mysterious look.
Now the case is re-investigation, and the entire Linzhou business and government system may be undergoing major changes, and everyone is in danger for a while.
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around the Qingming Festival, and it is drizzling constantly.
His knees are getting more and more painful, and he can only take a lot of pain medication every day to relieve pain.
The intern prosecutor sent by the Intermediate Court to assist him is a young girl who has just graduated. She has no experience in entering society. She always wants to say something to attract his attention.
On Friday, the two went to conduct routine inspections. When the car drove to the provincial courtyard, it was a bit difficult for him to get out of the car. The little girl wanted to go forward to help him, but he gently pushed it away.
"It's okay, I'll do it myself."
The little girl held the information and followed him helplessly, whispering: "Prosecutor Jiang, today is just a routine investigation, you don't need to come in person."
He held an umbrella, and the rain above his head slid down the umbrella surface, forming straight lines. He was about the age of age, and Jiang Huai gradually showed the prosecutor's temperament that was not visible and not leaking.
"The main prosecutor of this case is not me, and as the family of the person involved in the case, I should have avoided suspicion. This is how the person who sent you explained to you, right?"
was exposed by a word, and the little girl quickly blushed and explained: "I don't mean that, Prosecutor Jiang, everyone knows that there was something wrong with the case five years ago, and your father's death must be artificial."
was still unscathed, and he was trapped in a few words.
Jiang Huai smiled and said softly: "Graduated from college, twenty-three years old?"
The little girl suddenly raised her head and met his smiling peach blossom eyes , and suddenly blushed.
"I studied early, twenty-two years old."
He leaned his umbrella toward her and said, "It is useless to just study. The professors in the university will not teach you the principles of society. Those bosses and colleagues around you seem to be good for you, in fact, I hope that you will fall down on the high platform and never turn over."
The little girl looked at him in surprise, showing a surprised expression.
"I'll remind you again, there are so many intern prosecutors in the Intermediate People's Court this time, why did you send you to me?"
"Why?"
"Because you have no family background and no background, you are the best pawn to offend people. I believe your leader must have instructed you to report my movements in real time. It's best to be able to suffocate this case in Linzhou. If you make a big fuss, let alone the Intermediate People's Court, I'm afraid the High Court will have to peel off the skin."
People die for money, and birds die for food.
Who wants to cause more trouble in the face of power?
(This chapter is over)
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