let me look at you

Chapter 86 Palmprint is the most variable feature (1)
This reminded him of a night long ago, when he was so tightly pressed against her back, both of them were wet, as if they had been washed, and he didn't let her go.At that time, he buried his head in her neck, and the hot flashes and warm smell, which he repeatedly avoided and remembered afterward, stretched into the only concrete image of desire in his heart, the beginning of his every emotion.

The white-painted and blue-painted car of the Procuratorate disappeared from sight, Ju Nian stopped his hand, slightly raised a corner of the curtain, and then hung it down.

Tang Ye curled up on his single sofa. Like his people, his house seemed to be in chaos for the rest of his life.After Teng Yun left, there was a mess everywhere, and after Han Shu's search, it was really like a storm passing through.

Now, everything is finally quiet.Although everyone knows that this tranquility is only temporary, how precious is the time to catch your breath.Tang Ye also heard the slight sound of heavy curtains falling from her hands. Suddenly, he didn't know how to face this woman who was too quiet.gratitude?sigh?Or he owed her an explanation, but he just couldn't open it, he was caught in a mess, how could he start from the beginning.

However, at this time, Ju Nian had already walked back and forth in the kitchen. She walked towards Tang Ye, crossed the angled coffee table without hindrance, and crossed the scattered books and papers, stopped beside Tang Ye, and leaned slightly .

Tang Ye thought she would at least ask "why", but she just said: "The porridge is ready, you can drink some."

Minutes earlier, she had witnessed a merciless search of his home by stern prosecutors, and it was also a few minutes earlier that he had watched her have to have an awkward encounter with the man she had been entangled with.In this subversive chaos, she had too many questions to ask, and she had too many things to do, but she seemed to serve out a carefully prepared bowl of porridge as if nothing had happened in the most peaceful afternoon.

Tang Ye was stunned for a while, and took the bowl she handed over with both hands.The porridge is already cold.

"Ju Nian, thank you! If it weren't for you, I really don't know..." Tang Ye said in a low voice.

"No, you know."

Tang Ye suddenly raised his head and looked at the person standing beside him. Ju Nian's back was facing the direction of the window. He couldn't even see her expression clearly for a while, but her voice was as flat as ever, like a silent lake, It's like calmly stating a fact that everyone knows all too well.

"Tang Ye, you know that I will come, maybe you also know that Teng Yun will come, Han Shu will come...too many coincidences. Is this result what you want?"

Tang Ye lifted it up in one breath, holding it in his chest, and remained silent.

"You still care about Mr. Teng, I think I can understand. But Han Shu's temper... aren't you afraid of making things worse?"

"Ju Nian, you believe me, there is no room for worse. Maybe I won't be able to escape sooner or later, but at least I can get back some time."

"Do you need time, or do you need time to arrange the money?" Ju Nian felt that he couldn't understand why even a person like Tang Ye would take risks for money that should not belong to him.

"You can despise me, and I often ask myself, how did I get to where I am today. I used to look down on my colleague Wang Guohua, who jumped off the building, and was willing to be manipulated for that petty profit. Later I learned that when you are in that position, as long as there is a trace of greed, there are too many things that can't be helped. Wang Guohua's future is his son, and I am uglier than him."

"Someone knows about you and Teng Yun?"

Tang Ye's hand clenched and loosened unconsciously on the armrest of the sofa, and finally he nodded, "I hate that kind of filth that cannot be seen, but I just can't break free. The most ridiculous thing is that I naively thought , as long as I have a sum of money, I can fly away with him. In fact, what I want is not much... One wrong step, one wrong step."

"But you are all blamed?" Ju Nian said the expected result, so calm that he was a little sad.

"I should have thought of this day long ago. But Teng Yun still has a choice."

"Only he can get to the place you agreed upon. Do you think it's for his own good?" Ju Nian inexplicably thought of herself and the boy who used to be by her side. He also said: "Ju Nian , you should have a better life." As a result, he left, and she was alone, and he never knew what kind of life she longed for.

Tang Ye said: "Ju Nian, do you understand? It is impossible for Teng Yun and I to get where we want to go. Even without these things, it would be impossible. I was too stupid to say that we would go together. I forgot that I was going again. A cowardly person in the world will want to give up when encountering setbacks, and I am already tired."

Ju Nian suddenly asked: "Have you never thought about telling the truth, as Han Shu said, to let all the truth come to light, so that those who are really greedy will get the punishment they deserve?"

Tang Ye lowered his head and laughed, "It's useless, Ju Nian, have you ever felt like a cart with a mantis' arms? Maybe even Han Shu will understand sooner or later, it's just futile."

Ju Nian didn't say anything more, all the self-righteous tenacity was actually vulnerable to the strong.What's more, there is a really strong fate who is quietly waiting to see the joke.

After a long time, she heard Tang Ye say, "I'm sorry."

Ju Nian sighed, "The porridge is completely cold, do you really not want to drink it?"

Tang Ye went to drink the bowl of cooled white porridge without saying a word. Suddenly, he put down the bowl in his hand and grabbed Ju Nian's hand, like grabbing the last straw before drowning. With a bit of hope that I am not sure about.

He said: "Orange year, if, what I said is if, I can survive this disaster, then we will be together. No one will do it for us, but we will live a good life for ourselves. I will take care of you for the rest of my life, give you and me Not a home."

Ju Nian was taken aback for a moment, then dodged with a flushed face.

Tang Ye slowly let go of her hand, as if waking up from a dream, smiled wryly, with a hint of self-mockery, "Actually, you can promise me, just comfort me, because I can avoid it." The possibility is very small."

Ju Nian grabbed him again before his hand withdrew, turned over his palm, and knelt down to look at his palm.

The Venus Hill is covered with nets, and the emotional line is interrupted. This is the hint of the palm lines that she is all too familiar with. She holds her breath and looks down carefully.Tang Ye's hands are thin and blue veins emerge. The fate line starts from Taiyin Hill and ends at the bottom. It is composed of many small lines, with a branch line in the middle.According to the book, people with such palmprints have ups and downs in their lives, and their fate is the most unpredictable. Fortunately, although the lifeline is quite tortuous, it is still clear and profound, and she vaguely remembers what it means.

Ju Nian closed his hands, "I'm a superstitious person, your palm prints tell me that you will turn bad luck into good fortune."

"Will it?" Tang Ye smiled helplessly, noncommittal.

Ju Nian said: "Of course I will, because I'm waiting for your 'if'."

As expected, the transfer notice came down very quickly, and this was the last chance for Feiming, whose health was deteriorating.Ju Nian didn't dare to procrastinate, went through the necessary procedures, and transferred Feiming to the No.1 civilian hospital that day.

The transfer process went very smoothly. On the first day Feiming was admitted to the No. 1 Minority Hospital, the hospital's expert team conducted a consultation and a systematic and comprehensive examination of her illness.Because he knew that Feiming would not be released from the hospital for a while, and there was still a protracted battle to be fought in the hospital, Ju Nian had prepared a lot of things, and Pingfeng also rushed over to help.

When Han Shu stepped out of the elevator, he happened to see two women carrying a big box up the side ladder, sweating profusely.

"Do you know that elevators have been in human civilized society for a full 150 years?" Han Shu asked in puzzlement, still holding the "homework" he had brought out from the courtyard to take home.

Pingfeng had never dealt with him before, so she glanced at him and didn't make a sound.

Ju Nian blushed with exhaustion and explained: "There are many patients in wheelchairs in the elevator that comes up. Anyway, it's only on the third floor. I think it's better not to squeeze with others."

After she finished speaking, she and Ping Feng headed towards the target ward with all their strength.

Han Shu got angry and followed them for two steps. He couldn't take it anymore before he reminded him, "Hey, please, just pretend that you know there is another man here."

When he said this, the two women walking in front had to put down the things in their hands and stopped.

Ju Nian wiped her forehead with her hand, it was covered with sweat in winter, but she still said politely, "No need."

Han Shu said, "I don't want to argue with a woman from ancient times like you."

Ju Nian hesitated, "There were no women in ancient times, only algae and sponges."

Han Shu stared at her for a few seconds, then he pushed her away resolutely, and recklessly stuffed her with the document bag in his hand, "I'm too lazy to tell you, take it."

The location where the kraft paper file bag was photographed happened to be Ju Nian's chest. Although it was separated by several layers of clothing, Ju Nian was caught off guard for a while, embarrassed and hesitated. He only hugged the corner of the file bag with both hands, and the downward opening was not sealed. It was tightly packed, and several pages fell out in a clatter, and she quickly squatted down to pick it up.

Han Shu stared at her, "If I look at you a few more times, I will really degenerate into algae and sponges like you."

"Then...if I'm in the Permian, you're in the Sinian."

"What do you mean?"

Ju Nian raised his head, gestured a long distance with his hands, and said in a low voice, "The same algae and sponges can be separated by hundreds of millions of years."

(End of this chapter)