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Chapter 133 It's Good To Make You Happy
Ruby Cake Shop is a childhood memory of many old Shanghainese.
Xie Qingcheng is no exception.
At that time, the cake shop on Huashan Road that said "Ruby of Sino-British Cooperation" was the place where Xie Qingcheng celebrated his birthday when he was a child, and Xie Ping and Zhou Muying would take him to buy cakes specially.
Butter cubes, chestnut cups, and whipped cream are also snacks that Xie Qingcheng's parents will smile and reward him after his exam results come out.
To be honest, if He Yu gave Xie Qingcheng some pastry from an internet celebrity cake shop, it would probably be expensive and unpalatable, and Xie Qingcheng would not appreciate it.
Ruby is different.
Although it is not expensive, only more than 200, He Yu guessed that Xie Qingcheng has feelings for this cake - he can see that Xie Qingcheng is a very sentimental person at the two yuan cup of milk tea shop in Yijia Village.
But now it seems that his guess was not wrong.
"I even asked for music candles from the store." Seeing that Xie Qingcheng's expression softened slightly, He Yu hit the rails while it was hot.
Xie Qingcheng: "...It's candles again. You will have trouble with candles tonight."
"Very fun, lotus candle."
When He Yu unpacked the candles, even though Xie Qing was calm, he finally couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly: "...it...hasn't changed?"
This time it was He Yu's turn to be surprised: "Have you played this before?"
"I played when I was eight years old."
Xie Qing put his hands in his trouser pockets, approached, stood in front of the table, and picked up the plastic lotus lamp that looked a bit inferior now with some interest.He looked at the lantern carefully for a while, and said to He Yu, "Go and turn off the chandelier."
He Yu was very happy: "I knew you liked this, look at how smart I am, you and I are definitely worth it—"
"Turn off the lights." Xie Qingcheng interrupted the young man's Wang Po selling melons.
He Yu had no choice but to shut up, and turned around to turn off the switch.
The room was plunged into darkness, only the faint light of the street lamps outside shone in. Xie Qing snapped on the Zippo lighter, inserted the lotus lamp on the cream cake, and leaned over to light the fire.
hiss...
The fuze was fired, and the splashing golden fireworks touched the core, and the lantern that was closed just now was opened suddenly, and the five-petalled lotus petals made of light pink plastic slowly moved in the eyes of Xie Qingcheng and He Yu. Slow bloom, accompanied by the sound of music in the candle's built-in electronic wick.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... wish you happiness, wish you health, have a warm family..."
"..." He Yu's smile suddenly disappeared.
He didn't expect the birthday song to be this version.
Isn't it usually just repeating "Happy Birthday to you" like an idiot?
He immediately raised his eyes to see, Xie Qingcheng had already had a slight smile in his eyes, but when he heard the lyrics, his eyes dimmed again.
After a while, he said: "This candle is indeed the same as before, it has not changed."
33-year-old Xie Qingcheng stood in the single-person dormitory, looking at the ruby cake with musical candles in front of him. In the halo of the flickering candles, he seemed to see himself at the age of eight, with Xie Ping and Zhou Muying standing beside him, There was even a smiling Qin Ciyan.Make a wish, they said to him.
He forgot what wish he had made at that time, and only remembered the feeling of blowing out the candle full of anticipation.
Xie Qingcheng watched himself blow out the candle when he was a child, and when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't find his parents, mother and adoptive father.
He looked at himself standing there blankly, with no one around...
"I wish you happiness, I wish you health, and I wish you a warm family..." Suddenly someone clapped his hands and sang this song, and Xie Qingcheng came back to his senses—his childhood self disappeared, and standing opposite him was Looking at He Yu by candlelight.
He Yu was very out of tune. After the little psychopath sang the song, as if trying to make up for something, he said to him: "I wish you and I have a warm family."
Xie Qingcheng: "..."
"Xie Qingcheng, don't be sad." He coaxed him.
"Happy birthday to you."
As the boy said, he leaned across the table, approached in the gentle and brilliant light of the lotus lamp, and once again closed his eyes and kissed Professor Xie's lips.
The kiss was tender and reverent.
It's a pity that after the kiss was over, what he said was extremely unreliable: "I'll wait for you to sleep with me anytime."
Xie Qingcheng: "... Get out."
After the two finished eating the cake and clearing up the trash, it was past one o'clock. Xie Qingcheng gave up the bed to He Yu and slept on the sofa by himself.He Yu refused, and insisted on changing it, but Xie Qingcheng seriously rejected it as the host, and said that if He Yu was disobedient, he would let him go back to his dormitory.
In the end, He Yu had no choice but to finish brushing his teeth, and went to sleep on Xie Qingcheng's bed.
This is the case with the male father, you will never be able to take care of him for too long, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable all over.
That night, neither He Yu nor Xie Qingcheng slept well.He Yu was lying between the pillows filled with Xie Qingcheng's breath, thinking about how Xie Qingcheng slept on this bed before, he became very hot.Although he had vented in the bathroom before, the young man was full of energy, and He Yu hadn't eaten for a long time. Now he was lying on the bed of the person he loved, his heart was boiling, and he really wanted to get bored in the quilt to solve some problems. It is open, and Xie Qingcheng will hear the sound if it rings.He had to toss and turn like this, unable to fall asleep.
Outside the bedroom, in the living room, Xie Qingcheng sat on the sofa, thinking about all the things that happened before, from the video tape, to the mysterious person who sent the video, from Obedient Water, to Huang Zhilong's film and television company, and finally he thought of He Yujin Those absurd and funny teenagers' behavior at night.
He raised his hand, stroking his knuckles between his eyebrows.
It's so childish...
He is already 20 years old, and he is already doing life projects at his age, but He Yu is still just a kid.
But I don't know why, when I looked at He Yu's room, my heart, which was so heavy, relaxed a little bit.
After Xie Qingcheng realized this, he felt his head hurt even more. He rubbed his browbones vigorously, sighed, put his finger through the tie button, got up and took off his coat, and lay down to rest.
at the same time.
Technical Investigation Section of Shanghai Municipal Bureau.
It was already midnight at this time, and the policemen who worked overtime and worked hard could not help but feel a little tired. Most of them were sleeping lightly in the office, planning to take a short rest before continuing their work.
Technician Daming rushed back from outside with a big bag of milk tea.
"After running for a long time, I finally found one that is still open. I'm almost becoming a takeaway rider." Daming distributed milk tea to his colleagues in the office. Come on, refresh yourselves, tonight is probably going to be all night again."
"Wow, it's rare for you to be so generous." A policeman with a tired face took a cup of milk tea, not forgetting to tease the other party.
"Yeah, such a big bag cost more than 300 yuan. How much is your salary? The sun came out from the west today."
Daming scratched his head embarrassingly: "It's rare, everyone takes good care of me. Hey, by the way, where is my master? Still in the physical evidence room?"
"It's still there, you go."
Daming went with a cup of milk tea.
An old forensic doctor stood in the physical evidence room, wearing a white lab coat, shaking the test tube in his hand, and carefully observing the changes in the solution inside under the cool-toned incandescent lamp.
"Master." Daming handed him the milk tea, "Drink some hot drink, I honor you."
The old forensic doctor did not move his eyes, still focused on looking at the reagent in his hand, and said in a low voice: "No, I'm already old, if I don't drink this stuff, if I turn back to the three highs, I will have to pay for my salary." Take it to the hospital."
Daming: "I ordered sugar-free and pure milk for you, which is very healthy."
"The sugar content in sugar-free is also beyond the standard, you boy don't read newspapers." The old forensic doctor snorted, very disdainful of this kind of junk food, "Take it away, take it away."
The flattering smile on Daming's face quickly collapsed in the dark where the old forensic doctor couldn't see, and from the corner of his eye he secretly glanced at the DV on the old forensic doctor's operating table.
Many days have passed since the bizarre death of the female star under the Zhilong Group. I heard that under the superb craftsmanship of his master, the image in this DV is almost restored.
But he still didn't complete the task he took.
Daming is not so much a technician as he is a "greasy official". His original intention of becoming a policeman is different from most people's original intention of becoming a policeman. He grew up in a village when he was a child, and he had a misunderstanding of the policeman. , Thinking that it is an official who can call and drink to the masses, just like those official servants in costume dramas.
This kind of thinking was not corrected from the bottom of his heart until he was admitted to the police academy and swore an oath to the police badge.
Daming's physical strength is not enough. After graduation, he will develop into technical investigation, but technical investigation is a careful job, which requires calmness and calmness. They often have more conversations with objects and corpses than people.
Even though the old detective who led him was a well-known veteran of the city bureau's technical investigation, Daming gradually couldn't hold on.
His dream is not to deal with the test tube beaker for a lifetime, what he wants is to have a banquet at the banquet table, get promoted and make a fortune, and then return to his hometown in good clothes, and everyone will call him a high-ranking official, so he can be proud.
It's a pity that the reality is too skinny.
Daming is already in his thirties, and he is still a grassroots worker. He doesn’t work hard, and his speech is too greasy.Seeing that he was about to be busy for the rest of his life, Daming inevitably had an active mind and often asked if he could be transferred to a department. In his opinion, dead people would not give him money to bribe him.There is really too little oil and water in the technical investigation.
And now, the female star who died tragically can also become his living treasure.
The person who asked for the DV had already given him 30 in cash. Daming had been dreaming of wine pools and meat forests for several days. As long as he got the DV, the other party promised to give him another 1000 million as a reward, which would be enough for him to resign and eat and drink for a lifetime.
He did not withstand the temptation of money, like a snake lurking in the dark, spitting out a message, waiting for the opportunity to strike...
"Master." Daming went and returned, but the content in his hand was replaced with a cup of hot tea, "You don't drink milk tea, you should drink some water to rest. You are so old, don't take it easy .”
The old forensic doctor: "You are really filial today."
"Honor to you, it should be."
There is a little sleeping pill in the cup, and Daming is willing to take risks for 1000 million.
It's not that he doesn't know that this is illegal, but it's the most terrifying crimes committed by people who know the law, because they will take advantage of legal loopholes, and even make a trade-off between criminal consequences and benefits. There are enough benefits that they don't even think it doesn't matter if they commit crimes.
After all, the old forensic doctor was still too tired, he had been concentrating on his work for too long, looking at the cup of steaming tea, his mouth was really thirsty.
"This tea is quite fragrant."
"The last bit of Dahongpao in the cabinet, I'll soak it up for you secretly."
Hearing this, the old forensic doctor was tongue-tied, and finally went to the sink to kill himself, then took the tea that Daming handed him, walked to the window in the corridor outside, and slowly finished a cup of tea while resting .
"Tsk, it's really good tea, you should try it too."
Daming's face was beaming with joy: "I am not worthy, Master, you have worked so hard, you drink."
The old forensic doctor felt very comfortable being flattered by him, snorted again, continued to put on a new pair of examination gloves, and got busy in front of the operating table.
Daming quietly waited aside.
He seemed to be helping the teacher, but in fact he had been waiting for the effect of the sleeping pill to take effect.
The old forensic doctor gradually began to feel drowsy, and he yawned several times in succession, then he sighed: "It's getting old...it's only what time, and I'm exhausted."
He boiled for a while longer, until the upper and lower eyelids were glued together, and the old forensic doctor had to give up: "Xiao Ming, after 2 minutes of reaction, the reagent in the No. Sleep in the lounge next door, call me for half an hour."
Daming was waiting for this sentence.
He was so excited that he was even worried that the sound of his heart beating wildly would attract the teacher's attention. He said, "Okay, you can rest easy. I'm here to watch."
When he said this, he even felt that his voice was thinner than usual because of the tension.
It's a pity that the old forensic doctor was too sleepy, he didn't notice the strangeness of his apprentice, he yawned, turned around and left the physical evidence laboratory.
As soon as Daming waited for him to leave, he immediately rushed to the console, put on his gloves, opened the combination lock with trembling hands, and took out the DV worth 1000 million to him from the temporary storage cabinet.
When he was holding it, he didn't feel that what he was holding was evidence that could clear the victim's justice, but that it was his long-awaited dream of ascension to heaven.
Under the shadowless lamp, his face seemed to be waxed and distorted.
He swallowed, and quickly stuffed the DV into the plastic bag prepared in advance.
1000... 1000! !
He had already seen the villa and beauties waving to him, he was trembling with excitement, and then, with the most extraordinary professional ability in his life, he quickly cleaned up some traces of damage on the scene, including the teacher throwing in the trash can He also put the paper cup in his pocket with residues of sleeping pills on it, and prepared to take it out of the police station calmly.
After doing all of this, he was already sweating—he was really helped by God, no one accidentally entered the door during the process, and the monitoring of this room happened to be in the maintenance period, and he heard his master complaining in the morning .
It's all great...
It's all too good to be true.
While Daming was excited, he stared at the DV in his hand, and a thought suddenly occurred to him——
He really wants to know, what is in this DV that is worth paying such a high price for others?
His master has already recovered the memory card, and perhaps some of the images can be viewed... It was as if a demon whispered in Daming's ear, tempting him to open the machine and take a look at the contents inside.
His thumb was trembling, and Daming could hear himself wheezing and panting.
He seemed to be controlled by an invisible wire, moving his hand towards the button of that Pandora's Box...
"Click."
Hold your breath.
After a few seconds of dead silence, the DV screen actually turned on.
The faint blue light reflected on Da Ming's pale face, Da Ming stared at the screen tightly, and then——
"!!!"
Daming suddenly covered in cold sweat!The hand was not steady, and the DV fell to the ground with a snap!
"How, how could it be..."
In the shaking screen, it turned out to be Zheng Jingfeng, a well-known heroic policeman on the criminal investigation side who was well-received by the masses and well-known! ! !
Zheng Jingfeng faced the screen, and towards the people outside the screen, he burst into a smile that looked particularly creepy in the dark.
Daming shit! !
Why...why did Zheng Jingfeng appear in the deceased's DV?
Why did such a person appear in the physical evidence, but his master didn't say it?
The chill wrapped around Da Ming like a snake, and Da Ming fell to the ground, suddenly feeling that he was trapped in a bottomless black abyss.Compared to Zheng Jingfeng and his master, he felt that he was nothing at all... He suddenly realized that he rushed over to pack his things hastily.
He must hand over the DV to that mysterious person cleanly, then take the money and escape from the country as quickly as possible, and then——
creak.
The door opened.
He saw a familiar figure standing at the door against the light, even without looking at his face, he knew who that person was.
His master said to him in an unprecedentedly cold tone that frightened him: "...you have seen it all."
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The author has something to say:
Small Theater "Dumplings":
On the winter solstice day, what kind of stuffed dumplings do you like to eat?
Xie Qingcheng: Winter bamboo shoots and horseshoe stuffed with fresh meat.
He Yu: I like sea urchin stuffed with fresh meat ~ I want sea urchin from Sardinia...
Xie Qingcheng: Then you must be hungry.
He Yu: QAQ
Mo Xi: It's a big festival, why are you teary?
He Yu: Xie Qingcheng made me hungry! !
Gu Mang: It's so pitiful. Let's take you in. I just made dumplings. What about the newly created fillings? Do you want to eat them?
He Yu: What is it?
Gu Mang: Crispy Roast Goose Stuffing~
He Yu: Farewell...
Chu Wanning: Whose child are you, why are you crying?
He Yu: My brother made me hungry! !
Chu Wanning: ... Then you stay to eat, just add a pair of bowls and chopsticks.
Mo Ran: Stay?No, no, I can't get enough of the cabbage and meat dumplings we made together, how can I let him stay!Hurry up, hurry up, it's the holidays, it's unlucky to be a light bulb!
The dog dragon walked silently on the road with its head bowed, its tail dragging on the ground, he just wanted to eat dumplings stuffed with Sardinian sea urchin...why did you do this to him...he is a precious dog dragon, Xie Qing It's not good for him at all, he gave it to him for free, but he can't even get the feed that suits him!
He Yu was walking, but he was too hungry to walk, so he sat down and sat on the swing in the park.
Goulong was hungry and tired, and fell asleep sadly.
In a blur, someone seemed to call his name and came to him. He muttered in his sleep, and then he seemed to be hugged into a warm embrace.
When he opened his eyes, he was already lying on the small bed dedicated to dog dragons at home.With a straight face, Xie Qing brought him a plate of hot dumplings.
He Yu: "I won't eat!"
Xie Qingcheng: "Sea urchin fresh meat, sea urchin from Sardinia. Do you want to eat it? If you don't eat it, I'll pour it out."
He Yu: "!!"
Of course it was for eating, He Yu stretched out his little paw and took a small spoon, scooped up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.
Fresh, crisp and tender, the meat has the sweetness of horseshoe and winter bamboo shoots, and...
"Oh!" He Yu's eyes widened, he bit a coin.
Xie Qingcheng: "If you have good luck in the coming year, you are lucky. After cooking a pot, you ate this."
It was only then that He Yu remembered that there seemed to be such a saying among human beings, and he suddenly became happy for his good luck.
Xie Qingcheng: "Are you still eating?"
Goulong happily bared his baby teeth: "I want it! I want it!"
He completely forgot that this wasn't the dumpling he wanted to eat at the beginning......