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Chapter Seven Here Is You

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    The bedside electronic clock passed half past six, and it was getting dark outside.  Cheng Li felt a little irritable, got out of bed and pushed open the window to light a cigarette. He smoked a little anxiously, choked, coughed a few times, and then looked up to see Shen Xun standing in the garden.

    The peach blossoms on the human face are red.  The blue one is the hazy night, the red one is Kazuki Yanran, and the pink one is her pretty face, which lit up the otherwise ordinary night.

    Perhaps, she was a lost elf, confused, and came to him.

    "Boss, it's getting late, can I borrow a night?" She raised her head and her voice was crisp.

    He squinted his eyes in the smoke, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

    "Yes." He replied.

    "Then trouble you to come down and open the door. I don't have the key."

    "Idiot." He cursed in a low voice.  When going down the stairs, the arc of the corner of the mouth became even more curved.

    "I went back to the bureau and took down my computer and clothes. I'm going to do an interview for the international team tonight, and I went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and fruits."

    She changed her shoes, picked up the big bags and ran to the kitchen, but was stopped by him: "I'll do it."

    After all the things in the plastic bags have been packed, the refrigerator is almost full.

    "I have never bought so many things." He was a little speechless.

    "This is what a home should look like," she looked at him with a smile under the warm yellow light in the kitchen, "Are you hungry, let me cook for you?"

    He recalled the pile of ingredients in the refrigerator: "I want to eat hot and sour potato shreds."

    "Potato shreds are okay, but they can't be spicy, which is not conducive to wound recovery." She corrected it quickly.

    He nodded, accepting.

    "Okay, little friend Cheng Li, please go to the living room and watch cartoons for a while, don't make trouble for my sister here." She pushed him out of the kitchen and closed the door.

    "Tom and Jerry" is being played on TV, and cartoons have been broadcast for decades.  The kitchen is bright and majestic, and the aroma of food is gradually coming in, and the slender figure is busy inside.

    He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his mother prepared dinner like this. He held a bag of potato chips, watched the same cartoon, and laughed like a little fool.  At that time, he didn't know that there were dark corners in the world, and there were people who would sacrifice their lives to maintain the stability of this world, and such people would have blood ties with him.

    ¡ª¡ªThis is what a home should look like.

    Her voice sounded in his ears, delicate and soft.

    The fireworks in the world, the warmth of reality.  At this moment, he also wanted to indulge like this.  Don't think about the unresolved nightmares in the past, don't think about the bloody wind that he will face in the future, but the faint pain on his arm will always remind him of the heavy burden on his shoulders.

    After finishing dinner and packing up, Shen Xun asked Cheng Li: "Can I borrow your study? I need to do some work."

    He nodded and led her to the study on the second floor.  The house has a Nordic modern style of black, white and gray, and the study is even more minimalist. Apart from a desk, there is a CD player and stereo, a row of CD racks, and a painting hanging on the wall.

    Shen Xun walked to the painting and looked at it quietly.  The painting shows a little girl standing on the side of the street looking at the sky, a car flies by in the sky, and the man in the car looks down at her, the colors are bright and dreamy.

    "It feels like Chagall," she said, seeing the signature of the letters qm under the painting, and her heart moved, "Is this painted by Qiao Min?"

    "Well, she liked drawing since she was a child, and she gave me this painting for my birthday last year." Cheng Li replied.

    "She is a bit talented," Shen Xun praised sincerely, and his eyes fell on the CD rack, ""Beautiful China" and "Pulse of the Earth"you actually have so many documentaries in your collection, some of which are in my family."

    "Really?" Cheng Li replied, "Documents can calm the mind."

    Shen Xun looked at him suddenly, with emotions in his eyes: "My mother said the same thing, she is a documentary director."

    "Is that her?" Cheng Li raised his hand and pointed to a CD.

    Shen Xun stared at the familiar name, his nose slightly sour: "Yes."

    "I have my own style, I like it very much." Cheng Li replied softly.

    "Thank you," Shen Xun calmed down, raised his hand and looked at his watch, "I'm going to Paris to make an interview call."

    Cheng Li nodded and closed the door for her.

    By the time Shen Xun finished the interview and sorted out the records, it was already 9:30 in the evening.  She opened the door to drink water, and heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, probably Cheng Li was taking a shower.

    She went back to the study, lay down on the chair for a while, saw the CD player at the side, got up and pressed the play button.

    The familiar and quiet melody slowly reverberated in the room, and the clear and devout chants fascinated her.

    &nbsp?? fell out aloud.

    Just as he was about to get up, a white figure suddenly appeared across from him, rushing towards the child.  At that moment, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then he shouted: "Zining, cover!"

    There was another burst of gunfire.  Zhang Zining caught a glimpse of the person holding the child from the corner of his eye, and his expression changed, "Sister Xun?"

    Seeing a bullet explode near her feet, raising dust, Zhang Zining's heart almost jumped into his throat, and looking at Cheng Li beside him, his side face was tense, and his expression was also extremely ugly.

    Seeing Shen Xun crawling and crawling with the child to hide behind a car, Zhang Zining let out a breath, but in the blink of an eye he was almost so frightened that his heart stopped beating.

    I saw her leaning forward, as if she wanted to reach the camera that had just dropped.

    Cheng Li cursed inwardly, his black eyes fixed on the woman not far away, and his chest heaved rapidly.

    But she didn't seem to care about it, she just wanted to get that damn camera.

    He gritted his teeth, calculated the distance in his mind, and whispered: "Zining, cover me."

    In the next second, he rushed out of the cover area and flew towards Shen Xun's direction. Almost at the same time, bullets passed by his side. He picked up the camera, rolled on the spot, and hid in the side of the car, all in one go.

    Zhang Zining was terrified when he saw it, and the palm of the hand holding the gun was full of sweat.

    The sniper was already in place at this time, and he pulled the trigger neatly when the warning failed.  A shot was fired, and a scream came from the drug dealer's car.  Half a minute later, two people got out of the car with their hands raised.  Zhang Zining and several policemen rushed up quickly, pinned them down and handcuffed them.

    Not far from them, Shen Xun looked at the man sitting on the ground in front of him, speechless.  The boy's mother came to take the child away and thanked her repeatedly. Shen Xun waved his hand, feeling weak all over.  After the danger was lifted, she felt a little scared, and realized that her whole body was trembling.

    Cheng Li gritted his teeth and stared at her fiercely, red mist appeared in his black eyes, and his face was covered with sweat and dust, which made him look more barbaric and dangerous.

    "Shen Xun, you're really good," he almost squeezed out words between his teeth, "Who do you think you are? A hero? Don't you want to live? For a broken camera, even your life?"

    "I'm close to that child I didn't think too much about it." Frightened by his anger, she said nervously.

    "Are you out of your mind? I need you to be troublesome? Do you know that if you are slow for a second, I will have to collect your body?" Cheng Li's chest burned more and more, "Didn't you go back?  Why are you back?"

    Shen Xun looked at him, but saw panic and fear clearly in those black eyes.

    So, would he be afraid too?  Was he worried about her?

    At this moment, she was full of sadness.

    sorry that I had you worried.

    She wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound.  Something stuck in his throat, stuck in his heart.

    Seeing that she didn't speak, he became even more angry: "Get out of here! Get out as far away as possible! Don't let me see you again!"

    She smiled, and his figure was reflected in her bright eyes.

    Behind Shen Xun is the blue sky and white clouds, and the continuous fields in the distance.  There was a lot of noise, the convoy began to move again, and the cars on the side also drove away.  Only they stayed where they were, like a long-lost reunion in a troubled world in a movie.

    He didn't know, it turned out that even her light and shallow smile could shock him.  It was as if the dark clouds had been torn apart, and the sun had penetrated little by little, and finally it was so bright that it was a mess.

    "Shen Xun," he called her with a hoarse voice, "what are you doing back here?"

    Isn't it good to go back to her world?  He no longer wants to bear the pain of loss.

    "Because you are here." She replied softly.

    The reason why I am looking for the distance is because there is you in the distance.  The reason why I stay here is because you are here.  In the ordinary and long years, there is always something that makes us wander, confused, painful, and at a loss. It turns out that we have encountered love.  It turned out that I met you.

    He looked into her eyes, which were so deep and dark.

    Seeing her lower her head, she looked at the camera in his hand and explained: "This camera was given to me by my father. I'm sorry to trouble you."

    She didn't dare to look at him anymore, like a little pet that made a mistake, docile and pitiful.

    Cheng Li sighed silently: "Let's go." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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