Part 11 -- MEMORY LOST PREQUEL
Prequel 11 Red Face and White Hair (4)
A few days later, Mu Fangcheng came again.
It is still a latte with cheese cubes, sitting by the window, and the elegant demeanor like a very golden professional. Another waiter knew that he was bothering Su Mian. After making coffee, he asked, "Then,should I deliver it?"
Su Mian stood behind the bar, looked at the person who seemed safe and harmless, and replied, "I'll go."
The tray arrived in front of him, as if he felt something, he looked up, still looking at her with a smile: "Why did you came…. in person today?”
Su Mian's tone was still cold, but she was curious: "I say…you eat and drink the same things every day, aren't you tired?"
He took it with a smile, and replied, "Some people don't like change."
"Oh, is it because of insecurity?" she asked.
Mu Fangcheng was taken aback, and looked up at her again, but she put one hand in her trouser pocket and walked back to the bar without rush.
Mu Fangcheng smiled suddenly.
After work that day, Su Mian sent a text message to the comrade in the task force who was in charge of contacting her: "The fish is on the bait."
After Mu Fangcheng left the coffee shop, he changed his route several times, and after making sure to get rid of the policeman who was following him, he arrived at that place again.
This night, S was sitting in a dimly lit corner of the sofa, seeming to be thinking about something, his body almost sank in, his tie draped on the back of the sofa, lazy and depressed, and his long eyes were deep and hard to distinguish.
That is a man enough to make any woman obsessed.
Mu Fangcheng thought so, and then he walked over and said, “S, the fish is on the bait."
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The weather is getting cold day by day. The New Year was almost here, and Su Mian didn't go to work in the cafe again.
Did not go to school either.
On weekend nights, snow flies. Su Mian was sitting in the passenger seat of the black car, looking at the snow scene outside the window, a little surprised.
"What are you thinking?" Mu Fangcheng next to her asked.
Su Mian blinked and replied, "I miss my boyfriend. He is busy at work, and we have not seen each other for many days." After the words, she felt a little lonely.
Mu Fangcheng smiled, got out of the car, opened the door for her and said: "You are such a free and easy character, and you really need a man by your side. It seems cumbersome. Be happy."
Su Mian chuckled and got out of the car: "Of course I am happy. No one can stop me from living a happy life."
Mu Fangcheng walked downstairs to her house side by side with her. Indeed, as he initially promised, he did not do anything to her. The two get along more like, like-minded friends. And Su Mian even had to admit that in many ways, this person had unique concepts and ideas and had a personality. If she hadn’t understood the truth, she might have been attracted to this friend.
And she tried to attract him... also silently trying to attract and approach.
"How was the performance today?" he asked.
Su Mian smiled slightly and replied: "Very good. The ethereal street art, the soul of every painting seems to be taken away. Great and lowly art."
After these few words, she clearly saw the flash of movement in Mu Fangcheng's eyes. He didn't even speak for a moment.
This is exactly the undercover principle that Su Mian made for herself. If you want to truly gain the trust of him, and even those behind him, you must truly understand them and be close to them. And the study of a serial killer was what she was good at and focused on before. These days, she is constantly trying to figure out every idea and every preference of them. She almost lived like a serial killer.
So she was sure that she could impress him.
What she didn't know was that Mu Fangcheng was moved. It is because these paintings are not painted by the so-called street artists.
It was drawn by S.
When the painting was completed, S had said to them: "The soul of every painting has been looted. Do you feel it?"
No wonder he loves her. Mu Fangcheng thought that maybe she would really feel about him, would pity him, cherish him, and adore him.
What a rare one.
"Hey, when will you take me to meet your friends?" Su Mian asked unhurriedly.
Mu Fangcheng recovered from his thoughts, staring at her, and said with a smile: “I’ll find a time to meet. They are also looking forward to it. But they are not ordinary people, do you really want to see them?”
Su Mian looked up at the flying snow and suddenly smiled, "The more unusual people, the more I want to see them. Don't you understand?"
——
Mu Fangcheng did not send her upstairs.
And she walked up the gloomy stairs, looking back to confirm that his car had driven away. Only then did she remove her disguise, sighed, and felt exhausted and sleepy.
She acted very casually in front of him, and God knows that every sentence must be carefully considered. This matter cannot be told to anyone yet. She also didn't send a text message to tell Han Chen, fearing that his distraction would affect her actions.
But he will know sooner or later.
How many days hasn't she seen him?
She was thinking softly, and suddenly saw a tall black figure sticking out of her door. Su Mian was taken aback. Just after taking a step back, she heard the man speak: “Su Mian."
Han Chen!
The voice-activated light turned on, and his silhouette was suddenly bright and clear. Su Mian looked at his short black hair, his upright figure, and the scarf around his neck, just as if it were a lifetime.
And he looked at her, eyes dark as the winter night sky outside.
"Why are you here..." Su Mian rushed over, hugging him tightly with both hands. And he looked down at her and hugged her tightly.
"Han Chen...Han Chen..." Then she realized that she really missed him too much, the one who left her to focus on work and only catching bad guys. She cried, crying and laughing in his arms.
Han Chen held her slender waist tightly, clasped her long hair behind her head with his big hands, and lowered his head. His lips were still cold, and there was a faint smell of tobacco that she was familiar with, and he began to kiss her warmly.
After kissing for a while, Su Mian took out the key, and said vaguely: "My mom is going to teach the students at night..." Before the voice fell, Han Chen had already taken the key, opened the door familiarly, and pushed her in.
The two fell on the sofa.
"Do you think I didn't?" She asked softly, nonsense.
"What do you mean?" Han Chen almost pressed her whole body under him, clasped her fingers, kissed her neck several times, and looked up at her.
Su Mian felt that his eyes were wrong, and her heart shook.
"I was on a search mission outside the other day." He said, "I saw the undercover list today."
Su Mian: "I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you’ll get worried. What if you are distracted and you will get in danger..."
"How can you not tell me about such a big thing?" He interrupted her, and his brows became more and more grim.
The two were silent for a while.
He had a tough attitude, and Su Mian felt a little uncomfortable. But she saw her scarf hanging around his neck and his fingers clasped tightly. It was also cold. She doesn't know how long he had been waiting outside just now. Her heart softened all of a sudden, and she said aggrievedly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of measure and won't suffer. You see ,these days, professors and they all said that I did well.”
"No." Han Chen said categorically, "Those serial killers are not as easy as squeezing ants." After a pause, he said, "You haven't seen their crime scene. I have already told the task force that my girlfriend is the one I want to marry! I do not agree with you to continue undercover. As long as you apply, the undercover plan will be terminated. You will apply for it tomorrow."
Su Mian bit her lower lip tightly. Han Chen's face was also bad.
"I won't apply." She said, "I must go on. Han Chen, do you know that this organisation is probably related to my father's death. And the task force said that there is no other better opportunity.Clearly, we cannot miss this opportunity!"
"I'll take your father's case! I'll find it out for you." He interrupted her again, "I'm a policeman, aren't I? Su Mian, how could I let you stay with such a group of people? "
Su Mian's heart was choking.
She raised her head and stared at him.
"Han Chen, I can't give up."
Han Chen also looked at her and said nothing.
After a while, he let go of her and got up, his expression made her feel hurt. He opened the door and walked out without looking back.
Su Mian slumped on the sofa, and after a while, she reached out and hugged her knees and buried her head.
"Han Chen... you bastard..."
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