moonlight lure

That was their first miss.

After nine years, they sat together again and talked about their dreams. It felt like a world away, and they were so happy that it felt unreal.

Ji Yanchen was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: "You did it."

The person in front of him didn't know what he was thinking. He raised his eyes and smiled: "You did it too. Your life now is very meaningful."

"Yes."

Recalling what happened many years ago, his dark eyes showed a bit of trance, "When I first wanted to join the army, everyone around me didn't understand it, including my parents, sister, friends, and teachers."

Song Shiwei could understand this feeling and said softly: "They should all hope that your life will be easier, especially your parents."

He nodded and said quietly: "When I first joined the army, there was a problem with the equipment during training. The situation was very critical. At that time, all we could do was race against time to solve the problem, and we had no extra energy to think about anything else. Later, Only when we reviewed it did we realize that we were actually very close to death at that moment.”

"After I came out, I called home. I didn't call my mother because she would have heard that I was abnormal. I called my father. I rarely talk to him usually, but he said a few words to me. I’m impatient and anxious to go out and play chess.”

Ji Yanchen chuckled, "On that day when I heard him being impatient, I felt like I was indeed still alive."

Song Shiwei curled her lower lip and didn't respond for a long time.

She thought that he had just grown up when he went to the army, and the lingering fear of experiencing life and death for the first time would probably last for a long time.

If he had not chosen this path, he would have rushed for the college entrance examination like his peers, enjoyed college life, had a sweet love, and freely arranged his own life.

But this is his choice, from his youth to now, from the army to the special police.

She had long understood that dreams and actions were two completely different things.Dreams can easily be brilliant and dazzling, but actual actions can lead to scars.

The words "defending the home and the country" sound exciting, but how many people are really willing to dedicate their lives to it?

"When you were a teenager, you were able to stand up for your own ideas against all odds. It's amazing."

After a long silence, she spoke softly, "I also had an experience of being very close to danger after work. I can empathize with your fear at the time."

It's just that she's not as lucky as him. After the crisis is over, she doesn't even know who she can call.

The two of them were silent for a long time, and he asked in a somewhat ethereal voice: "Have you ever regretted it?"

Song Shiwei lowered her eyebrows and put down her arms, leaned into the sofa and shook her head: "No, my life is also very dull, and I need some faith support just like you."

He wants to protect the country, she wants to protect justice.

Perhaps they were essentially the same type of person, which was why she unknowingly said so many things that she had never said in front of others.

They looked at each other, then put away their eyes and smiled.

Song Shiwei leaned on her arms and turned to look at him: "What about you? Have you ever regretted it?"

He denied in a low voice: "If I didn't join the army, I would probably have passed the police academy exam."

Song Shiwei answered subconsciously: "The scores in the police academy are very high."

Ji Yanchen looked sideways when he heard this: "My grades look bad?"

"That's not the case, it's just that your face looks like there are hundreds of millions of points..."

She considered her words and answered honestly, "School bully."

He is handsome, has a cold personality, and has an aggressive aura.A proper configuration of the school bully male protagonist in a middle school romance novel.

Ji Yanchen laughed out loud, and complimented him without knowing whether it was true or not: "You are very good at reading people."

Song Shiwei carefully recalled whether there was a figure like him in her school in Huping: "Did you often fight with others when you were in school?"

Ji Yanchen also thought carefully about the first 20 years of his life: "Not often, maybe three or two times a week."

Song Shiwei: "..."

What misunderstanding do you have about the word often?
She asked politely: "Do your parents care about you?"

"They are used to it." He folded his arms and looked calm. "They didn't dare to take me downstairs for a walk when I was a child, because all the little boys in our community were beaten to tears by me."

Song Shiwei: "..."

How did you live to be so old?

She thought for a while: "You were still young at that time. Did you restrain yourself after going to school?"

He looked at her lightly: "Don't those boys who go to school deserve more beatings? They bully female classmates and tease female teachers. Don't you want to beat them when you see them?"

Song Shiwei: "..."

Co-author: Have you been doing justice to the people and doing good for heaven since you were a child?She smiled and complimented: "You were born to be a police officer, Officer Ji."

He stared at her for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and turned away.

Song Shiwei was successfully aroused by him: "Why are you laughing?"

His voice was low, half-smiling but not smiling: "I'm laughing at you for being so sinister."

She said without changing her expression: "I mean it."

He hummed in a casual manner: "If there hadn't been that police officer's voice, I might have believed it."

From this point of view, it seems that he usually calls her prosecutor out of weirdness.

Song Shiwei couldn't help but chuckle, cleared her throat slightly, looked at his face and repeated seriously: "You were born to be a policeman, Ji Yanchen."

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, turned his face, and stared at her silently, without responding for a long time.

His stern face was in the shadows, and the edges and corners seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. His expression was indifferent, but also had a sense of aggression when he first met him.

She would never know how powerful her casual name could be to him.

Those three words spanned all his obsessions from boyhood to youth, and he finally got what he wanted at this moment nine years later.

She was the princess who was high in his heart. After this order, he was willing to surrender.

There was a heavy rain outside the window, and the humidity spread in the small room, enveloping the gradually rising temperature between the two of them.

Song Shiwei later realized the subtle change in the atmosphere, and her eyes were slightly swayed by his hot eyes.

"Boom!"

The sudden sound of thunder tore a crack in the solidified air, and oxygen was finally injected again.

Song Shiwei came back to her senses, looked back out the window with the help of the voice, and covered the tips of her slightly heated ears.

A deep voice came from behind: "The typhoon is almost over."

She hummed absently, her fingers curled up unnaturally on her legs.

Ji Yanchen's gaze lingered behind her ear: "But according to the current rain, I'm afraid we will have to wait until morning before we can hit the road."

She didn't answer, and her hesitation could be seen in her pursed lips.

"My foot injury shouldn't cause any serious problems tonight, but I might have to trouble you to take me to the hospital tomorrow morning."

He paused for a moment and continued to ask politely, "Can I trouble you to stay in the guest room for one night and leave tomorrow morning?"

***
The rain gradually stopped in the second half of the night, and Song Shiwei was a bit reluctant to go to bed, but due to absolute fatigue and the natural white noise, she fell into a peaceful sleep.

In the morning, she drowsily opened her eyes and woke up when she saw the clock on the wall. She quickly changed her clothes and walked out of the room.

The people and dogs in the living room had obviously been up for a long time. When he saw her coming out, Ji Yanchen raised his head and motioned to the dining room: "Breakfast is on the table."

Song Shiwei responded awkwardly and asked him softly: "How do you feel?"

He looked down at his left foot, which was wrapped in gauze: "I've been on medicine, and I feel fine."

She nodded and walked to the bathroom and said, "I'll take you to the hospital in a while."

After washing, Song Shiwei drank half a bowl of porridge and ate two glutinous rice shaomai. It has a salty-sweet soft glutinous texture and is a specialty snack in Huping.

When she got up to clear the table, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Song Shiwei subconsciously looked up at the living room. Mo Li was standing in the entrance hall barking at the door. The door of the master bedroom was closed tightly, and Ji Yanchen's muffled voice came out: "Mo Li!"

Hearing the owner's voice, it became quiet, and then he spoke to her: "I called for courier, please help me give him the white box on the shoe cabinet."

Song Shiwei walked out in response, found the box he mentioned, and opened the door.

Several young men in SWAT uniforms in the corridor each carried a pig's trotter and rushed into the house with joy: "Brother Chen! Let's come to visit."

The leader suddenly stopped talking after seeing clearly who opened the door. People inside and outside the door looked at each other in shock.

Song Shiwei endured the lack of oxygen in her brain and took a deep breath

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

　Black-bellied puppy: My wife finally called me by my name! (Rolling) (Running like crazy) (Crawling) (Twisting) Ahhhhh! ! !

　　(End of this chapter)