After a moment of silence, Wen Qing stumbled and shouted, "Hello, uncle."

The man glanced at it and hummed lightly, "Sit down."

"I'll go get you water."

After that, he walked back to the kitchen.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in her seat, and tugged at Xing Ze's sleeve.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Xing Zhe turned aside and whispered, "Uncle Xia's partner."

Wen Qing was stunned for two seconds, mate?

With partner?

No wonder Ji Sheng shouted not his parents, but his little dad or something.

He was dumbfounded and asked again, "Then is your uncle's surname Ji?"

Ji Sheng laughed on the side: "Ah, daddy and mom have the last name."

Wen Qing's cheeks were slightly red, and she replied softly.

He really didn't expect this family to be different.

Ji Sheng crossed his legs on the sofa, looked at Wen Qing crookedly, and seeing that he was not very natural, he blinked and asked, "Brother, are you not homophobic?"

Wen Qing hurriedly shook: "No no."

He explained in a low voice, "I just misunderstood, I'm sorry."

Ji Sheng smiled and said to Wen Qing, "What does this have to do with you, brother, it's all my cousin's fault for not telling you in advance."

Xing Ze pinched the bridge of his nose and explained in a low voice, "There was something in the bureau just now, and I didn't have time to say anything."

Wen Qing asked curiously, "What's the matter? Missing case?"

Xing Zhe: "Find the first..."

He paused, and glanced at Ji Sheng who was sitting beside Wen Qing.

Ji Sheng was just an adult, Xing Zhe hesitated for a moment, then changed his mind: "I found the mobile phone of one of the missing persons."

Wen Qing asked in a low voice, "Then you don't want to go back?"

Xing Zeyao: "It's useless for me to go back now. It was artificially damaged. It will take time for the technical department to repair it."

Wen Qing answered ignorantly.

After a while, the kitchen door was opened.

Xia Yansi came out, this time with a water platter in his hand.

He put the water platter on the coffee table, facing Wen Qing.

"Thank you uncle." Wen Qing thanked in a low voice, lowered his eyes, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the water.

The apples and oranges were cut into the shape of small rabbits, and the melons, strawberries, etc., were equilateral triangles. Every piece of water looked like it was cut out by a machine, and they were arranged in a neat and orderly manner.

Wen Qing thought to himself, Uncle Xia's knife skills are really good, and his cooking skills must be very good.

He didn't take the initiative to get the water, but Ji Sheng "plugged" an apple with a silver fork and handed it to him: "Brother eat."

Wen Qingci thanked him and raised his hand to take the fork.

The next second, he felt that Xia Yansi's eyes fell on his hands.

Xia Yansi's eyes are cold, not the eyes of the master greeting the guests to drink water, but more like seeing something dirty, with a slight disgust.

Wen Qing's hands froze, not knowing what she had done wrong.

Suddenly, Ji Sheng moved.

He took a wet wipe, turned his back to Xia Yansi, and said in a low voice, "Brother, your sleeves are dirty."

Wen Qingluo, the clothes he was wearing were black, perhaps touching the wall, and the cuffs were stained with gray and white dust, which was obvious.

Wen Qing wanted to come spontaneously, but Ji Sheng moved too fast, and before he could speak, the dust was wiped away.

Xia Yansi slowly turned his eyes away, looked at Xing Ze, and asked, "Are there any details on those disappearance cases?"

Xing Zai said the truth: "At present, a new clue has been found."

"Well," Xia Yansi asked again, "haven't found those missing people yet?"

"No."

The two asked and answered, like a conversation between an ordinary elder and a junior.

Wen let out a sigh of relief and slowly took a bite of the apple.

Ji Sheng leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother, don't mind, little dad doesn't target you, he only has cleanliness, a common problem for doctors."

"My friend didn't dare to come to my house because of him."

Wen Qing, softly responded.

Ji Sheng smiled, took another slice of orange and handed it to him: "Brother eat."

For the next time, Wen Qing was fed by Ji Sheng, and half of the water was solved by one person.

In the end, Wen Qing couldn't eat any more, and hurriedly said to Ji Sheng, "I'm really full."

Ji Sheng was stunned: "I just ate so much."

Wen Qing opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Xing Ze said, "He has always been a bird's stomach."

Ji Shengxiao: "Then brother, you can support yourself very well."

The two were talking about Wen Qing, and Xia Yansi's eyes fell on Wen Qing.

He looked at Wen Qing and said slowly, "I heard about the students of your college?"

Wen Qing was stunned, is this the case?

Why doesn't he know?

Xing Ze didn't notice his daze, and said to Xia Yansi, "Well, he is destined."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, and had some doubts that it was not because of a problem in the world, the world directly set him to be a returning student from the academy.

Ji Sheng's eyes lit up and stared at Wen Qing with novelty: "It's the first time I've met someone who is going to college."

"Brother, how are you going to take the academy exam?"

Wen Qing had never been admitted to the academy, so he was silent for a while, and said dryly, "There is an entrance ceremony."

Worried about Ji Sheng's questioning about the details, he added: "Let's choose us."

Ji Sheng seemed to understand, and asked again: "Then will my brother be a father in the future?"

Wen Qing said vaguely, "Not necessarily."

Ji Sheng asked again, "Brother, what do you usually study in class?"

Wen Qing recalled and pursed her lips: "Prayers, sacrifices and the like."

Hearing this, Ji Sheng was even more curious: "Will we pray with you before we eat?"

Wen Qing said quickly, "No need."

He blurted out a school rule: "You can't force others."

Ji Sheng blinked: "It's not forced, I've never prayed, I'm very curious."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, thinking to himself, how could he read those prayers in front of others.

Isn't this thought "exposed"?

Seeing that Wen Qing was a little nervous, Xing Ze said to Ji Sheng, "Don't take other people's beliefs as a game."

Ji Sheng whispered, "I see."

He tugged Wen Qing's sleeve, put it close to Wen Qing's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Brother, I didn't do it on purpose, don't be angry."

Wen slightly tilted, Ji Sheng's lips were too close to his ears.

"I'm not angry," he said softly.

Ji Shengxiao: "As long as my brother doesn't get angry."

As soon as the voice fell, the door opened with a click.

Xing Ze looked sideways and shouted at the door, "Uncle."

Wen Qing slanted, her pupils shrank suddenly when she saw the person coming.

The man has handsome features, gentle eyebrows and eyes, wears rimless glasses, and has a faint smile on his lips, looking gentle and elegant.

The same face and the same expression as Ji Yu.

Wen Qing looked at the man blankly: [Department, system. 】

[The murderer is him! 】

001: [...advanced task: assist the police to find the murderer of the serial disappearance case. 】

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, her mind was in a "chaotic" mess, and it took a while to understand what the system was talking about.

This mission made the murderer subdue the law, not simply to find out who the murderer was.

The man stood at the entrance, glanced around, and landed on Wen Qing.

He smiled gently: "Just be gentle, my uncle Xing Ze."

Wen Qing pinched the palm of his hand and became even more nervous.

This voice is exactly the same as Ji Yu's.

He stammered and shouted, "Hello, little uncle."

His voice was a little trembling, Xing Ze glanced at him, thinking that Wen Qing was a little nervous because he saw the elder, so he whispered, "Uncle is only seven or eight years behind us."

Ji Yu said with a smile, "I'm older, so don't treat me like those old antiques."

Wen Qing stiffened.

Ji Yu walked into the living room and sat next to Xing Ze.

Although he didn't sit beside Wen Qing, Wen Qing could clearly feel the slight sinking of the sofa, and his heart sank.

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and hurriedly asked the system: [Isn't this inhuman? Why does Ji and Ji Yu appear? 】

001 said lightly: [This person is a deputy. 】

Wen Qing: [Then what? 】

001: [This person. 】

Wen Qing snorted lowly, so this is the same person as Ji Yu.

He turned cautiously and looked at the uncle who was sitting beside Xing Ze.

The profile of the face is also not the same as Ji Yu's.

Wen Qing took a deep breath and told Zi that they only looked alike, and that uncle Xing Ze was not Ji Yu.

Before Uncle noticed his gaze, Wen Qing quickly retracted his gaze, lowered his voice and asked Xing Ze, "What's the name of Uncle?"

Xing selection: "Ji prison."

Wen Qing was stunned: "Huh?"

Xing Zai said: "The season of the season, the prison of the prison."

Wen Qing opened her mouth and was about to speak, when suddenly, Ji Yu looked over: "What's wrong?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wen Qing's face.

Wen Qing's cheeks involuntarily became hot, and she said nervously, "No, nothing."

Ji Yu chuckled: "Have we met before?"

Wen Qing shook it immediately. He tried to answer in a normal tone, but he stuttered as soon as he said it: "No, no."

His emotion and tone were completely different from those before Ji Prison appeared.

Xing Ze frowned slightly, sensing that something was wrong.

Wen Qing felt the scorching gaze beside him, he leaned slightly, saw the inquiry in Xing Ze's eyes, his eyelids twitched, and whispered the truth: "Actually... Uncle looks a lot like someone I know."

"I was just taken aback."

Xing Ze looked into his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Are you classmates at school?"

Afraid that Xing Ze would find something wrong, Wen Qing did not dare to "disorderly" make up, so Suo answered vaguely.

"Tick-tick" A prompt sound suddenly sounded in the living room.

"Sorry," Xia Yansi took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and said to everyone, "The steak is marinated."

"Xiao Ze, come to the kitchen to help."

Xing Ze had to swallow the rest of the words and followed Xia Yansi into the kitchen.

Wen Qing bent his fingers and looked at Xing Ze's back involuntarily.

Although he is also afraid of Xingzao, the only good person who Xingzao can determine is different from Jiyu who can kill.

Wen Qing glanced to the right, Xing Zhe was not there, there was an extra space between him and Ji Yu.

Perhaps seeing his unnaturalness, Ji Sheng crooked his body and said to Wen Qing with a smile: "Both my dad and I can't cook, my cousin's craftsmanship is good."

"My dad is very particular about what he eats, so he won't let us touch it."

Wen Qing hummed.

Ji Sheng asked curiously, "Brother, how much does the person you mentioned look like your dad?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said softly, "It's very similar."

Ji Sheng took out his phone, opened the photo, put the phone under Wen Qing's eyelids, and pointed at the man standing beside Ji Prison: "This is my uncle, this uncle."

"Have you seen them?"

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, looked at the person whose photo was somewhat similar to Ji Yu, and shook his head: "No."

He pulled the corner of his mouth: "It just happens to look like, he has, has..."

Wen Qing pondered for a while, and Suo said directly to Ji Sheng, "He's gone."

Ji Sheng snorted and said quickly, "I'm sorry."

Wen softly said in a low voice, "It's okay."

Ji Sheng scratched, and he didn't seem to know what to say. After a while, he said, "Brother, you can replace Dad."

Wen Qing was silent, this is really a dutiful son.

Ji Sheng said cheerfully: "You don't miss that friend very much, Dad's psychiatrist, professional, to help you calm down..."

"Ji Sheng," Ji Yu interrupted, and said lightly, "Wen Qing should have a bad relationship with him."

Wen Qing froze for a moment and turned to look at him.

Ji Yu said slowly, "You seem to be afraid of me."

"I must have had an unpleasant encounter with him..." Ji Yu's voice paused and changed, "Sorry, professional habit."

Wen said softly, "I'm sorry."

Ji Yu smiled: "Why do you say sorry, you did nothing wrong."

Wen Qing snorted, not daring to look directly at Ji Yu.

The friendlier Ji Yu was, the more panic he became, because Ji Yu was like that back then.

Suddenly, something was stuffed in his hand.

Wen Qingluo, a game console.

"Brother, have you ever played this? I can't get through this, can you help me?" Ji Sheng asked with frowning eyes.

Wen lightly touched the button of the game console and said softly, "I'll try."

"Thank you, brother." Ji Sheng smiled, got up and walked to Wen Qing's right side, sitting directly between him and Ji Yu, separating the two.

"Dad, teacher, let us report our target volunteers first."

"Which school do you want to go to?"

"I'm still struggling to rule out medicine first."

"Um?"

"To persuade people to study medicine, my good father is struck by lightning."

............

Listening to the father and son talking about college volunteering, Wen Qing couldn't help but glance at them.

Ji Yu smiled and looked at Ji Sheng quietly, with kindness in his eyes, like an ordinary father.

Wen heaved a sigh of relief, pressed the continue game button, and wanted to help Ji Sheng clear the level.

After two seconds, game over.

Wen Qing didn't help Ji Sheng pass this level until before dinner.

Wen Qing returned the game console to Ji Sheng and whispered, "I can't make it through."

"If you can't pass it, you can't pass it," Ji Sheng put the game console aside, leaned close to Wen Qing's ear, and said softly, "My dad is not too afraid."

"My friends and classmates are half afraid of my little dad and half of my big dad."

Ji Sheng shook his head and said, "My brother, you are doing fairly well."

Wen Qing couldn't help bending the corners of her mouth, feeling that Ji Sheng was quite in love.

The dinner is not Chinese-style home-cooked food, but the style, in addition to a steak per person, there are some dishes "color" that Wen Qing does not know.

Wen Qing looked at the beautifully arranged plate and slowly poked a blue flower.

"Uncle Xia's craftsmanship has improved a lot." Xing Ze said.

Xia Yansi's eyebrows gradually stretched: "I recently learned a lot of tips from a chef..."

"Ji Sheng will take the college entrance examination in a month."

"correct."

"Have the professional schools considered it?"

"No……"

.........

Seeing that no one brought up the topic, Wen Qing's tense scriptures gradually relaxed.

"Are these not to your taste?" A low voice suddenly sounded in the ear.

Wen Qing lifted it, and Xia Yansi came over to pour him some wine at some point.

He said quickly, "It's delicious."

Xia Yansi responded lightly, watching the red wine dripping along the wall to the bottom of the glass, and said, "The wine brought by Xiao Ze is good."

Under his gaze, Wen Qing picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

In the next second, he couldn't help but wrinkle his face.

Bitter and astringent.

Wen gently slowed down for a while, and his eyes were stimulated to form a layer of fog.

He looked at Xia Yansi dimly and whispered, "It's delicious."

Xia Yansi hummed and continued pouring wine for him.

Wen Qing had to take another sip.

Soon, he felt that the sound in his ears was getting farther and farther, his brain was getting heavier, his feet were getting lighter, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the air.

"Da" The collision of the knife and fork with the porcelain plate made a violent sound.

The voice paused, and several people looked at Wen Qing in unison.

Wen Qing raised her eyes in confusion, her cheeks were crimson, her neck and collarbone were all glowing with a faint pink color, like a familiar reality, waiting to be picked.

Ji Yu and Xia Yansi stared blankly.

"Brother, are you drunk?" Ji Sheng asked.

Xing Ze sat on the right side of Wen Qing, and he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Wen Qing's eyes.

Wen Qing sat in the chair dumbly, his eyes slowly turning with his fingers.

"He's a poor drinker," Xing Ze frowned slightly and said to the others, "I'll take him home first."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

"Hey, the punishment team, we've found the east, come back soon."

Xing Ze frowned: "I'll be right back."

Ji Prison asked, "Is it a police station?"

Punishment.

Ji Yu said, "I'll take Wen Qing home."

Xing Ze hesitated for a moment, and when the other end of the phone urged him, he had no choice but to answer: "Troublesome uncle."

"No trouble." Ji Yu smiled.

As soon as he walked to Wen Qing's side, he didn't do anything when he saw Wen Qing's eyes turn red, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

Not only because of the fear of alcohol, Wen Qing's tears rustled down like broken pearls, and her eyelashes were dyed into strands, hanging down sullenly.

It seems to exclude the approach of Ji Prison.

Ji Yu stopped, turned to look at Xing Ze: "Wen Qing..."

Xing Ze's face changed, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Uncle, let me send him off by myself."

"Squad, what are you giving? Come quickly, the director is urging you..." A colleague's call rang from the other end of the phone.

"I'll do it." Xia Yansi put down the red wine, leaned over, and directly picked Wen Qing up from the chair.

Wen Qing blinked, turned around, and buried her face in Xia Yansi's chest.

Xia Yansi only wore a shirt, the thin fabric was soon soaked with tears, and a wet and sticky feeling appeared on his chest.

He frowned and asked Xing Ze coldly, "What's the password?"

"010109."

*****

at night

During the "fascinated" and "fascinated", Wen Qing felt that someone was "touching" her, her cold fingers slowly swiped from her chest to her navel, and turned around.

Without any emotional "color" color, he seems to be just a piece of meat on the chopping board, being weighed by the chef.