She is soft on my heart

Chapter 170 Thank you... Uncle Police

After the earthquake last night, many places in Beihe and surrounding areas immediately mobilized public security special police forces to form a joint rescue team to support the disaster area.

For this support, Changjiang Cong, a special police detachment of Beihe City Public Security Bureau, served as the captain of the joint rescue team.

The rescue team traveled overnight to the quake-hit area to carry out disaster relief tasks, and immediately joined the emergency rescue work of the first round of comprehensive search after the earthquake.

A few hours later, the search and rescue work in the main subsidence area was basically completed. The rescue team was instructed to return to the emergency resettlement center to maintain order and appease the emotions of the masses.

Jiang Cong encountered an aftershock on his way back to the temporary resettlement site. The house in front of him was in danger of collapsing. Hearing someone screaming, the group rushed over.

For the other team members at that time, they were so anxious to save people that they didn't have the time to figure out what the name was called by that person.

But Jiang Cong heard her name clearly amidst the shaking and collapsed sound. Years of high-intensity training and actual combat missions allowed him to make the fastest and most correct danger-avoiding response, but the often calm and quiet heart was no longer there. Can't keep calm either.

She is his destiny, no matter how many years.

A team of the rescue team inspected the aftershocks and did not cause too much damage. When they came back and passed the medical tent, they saw their captain bandaging a girl's wound, still in the posture of a thief kneeling on one knee.

strange.

Xiong Zhisheng stood outside the medical tent, Song Yangwei walked over to him, put his elbow on his shoulder, and looked inside, "Is there a shortage of medical team?"

"What's the difference between you and me at this time?" Xiong Zhisheng didn't focus on this. He stared at Jiang Cong's hand for a long time, but couldn't help it. He turned his head and asked Song Yangwei with a serious face: "Weizi, do you meet the boss?" Have your hands shaken?"

"The boss's hands are shaking?" Song Yangwei expressed great doubt and disbelief at his question, "Are you kidding me, when you were training with a gun, you forgot who taught you?"

Song Yangwei said very firmly: "Boss, you won't shake if you raise one hand."

Xiong Zhisheng: "..."

Right, he hasn't seen it either.

I heard that when the captain was in the army, he was a well-known all-around king in theater A. The skills of a sharpshooter are well known in all theaters. I have seen how powerful the captain is.

Now the situation is...

Needless to say, Xiong Zhisheng, Song Yangwei turned his head and saw Jiang Cong's hand shaking with tweezers.

"..."

The two looked at each other.

They reached an agreement: it must be the first time in the captain's life that he faced a female compatriot at such a close distance, and this nervousness is inevitable...

An Huaiqing squatted aside, and obviously noticed it too, she sniffed, "Uncle policeman, don't shake your hands..."

Jiang Cong's black eyelashes drooped, his side face was straight and tough, and he could only say "hmm" lightly.

He tried his best to calm down his breathing, sterilized the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it with gauze. He was extremely careful during the whole process. When he lowered her trousers down to her ankle, he paused with his hand, and tied a shoelace by the way.

"All right."

Jiang never got up, put his arms on his knees, raised his head slightly to look at her, and finally met her eyes.

The line of sight is still.

One second, two seconds, many seconds...

Two people outside.

Xiong Zhisheng: "What is this for?"

Song Yangwei: "Could it be right..."

The two used the observation and analysis skills taught to them by the captain to judge what the situation was now.

An Huaiqing squatted between the two of them, looking left and right, the more she looked, the more something was wrong.

Why did no one say a word all of a sudden?
Li Xingchen looked directly into his eyes.

he's changed.

The contours of the facial features under the black police cap have faded from the youthful feeling at the beginning, and become more profound and upright. The skin is not as white as before, and it is closer to a healthy wheat color. The figure under the police uniform is more robust and refined. Reality.

But the most noticeable change wasn't his appearance.

It was the transformation from a boy to a man. The baptism of the years faded the arrogance and rebellion between his brows, and he accumulated a mature and steady appearance, revealing the perseverance, and replaced it with another kind of charm.

In Li Xingchen's eyes, all the minor changes can be magnified and captured.

Because they really, have been apart for too long.

So you can see it at a glance.

Li Xingshen sat on the stool and looked down slightly, staring at him for a moment.

It may be that he suddenly appeared in front of me after many years, and the deep image of him wearing a pure black special police uniform, looking upright and safe completely occupied her brain, or it may be that she was brainwashed by An Huaiqing. She moved her lips and said softly: " Thank you, Uncle Policeman."

Jiang Cong: "..."

Li Xing stood up, and he subconsciously followed suit, reaching out to help her, but seeing that she was able to stand still and that she was fine, his hands froze in the air, and then retracted.

At this time, An Huaiqing stood up and bowed solemnly to him, "Thank you Uncle Policeman for saving us and bandaging our wounds."

Li Xingchen was stunned by her behavior for a moment, then seemed to have lost the ability to think alone, followed An Huaiqing and bowed to him bewilderedly, repeating An Huaiqing's words.

"...", Jiang Cong was speechless for a few seconds, and replied officially: "You are welcome, it is our responsibility."

He looked at the woman's fair and soft face, paused, and finally added: "Don't call me uncle."

An Huaiqing: "Good police uncle."

"..."

Some habits that are engraved in our DNA cannot be changed.

Jiang Cong and others didn't stay behind. After the search and rescue is basically completed, there will be other safety inspections and investigations, and preparations must be made to prevent aftershocks from happening again.

Li Xingchen's leg injury was not serious, but he had to pay attention to make it serious, so he stayed in the tent to rest, An Huaiqing whispered in his ear, talking about Jiang Cong all the time.

She was absent-minded, and she didn't know where her thoughts were wandering.

All these years, she didn't know nothing about Jiang Cong.

Quite the opposite.

He repeated his studies and changed his course. The number one student in the science department in Beihe City was admitted to Beihe Police University. He joined the army when he started school. After going there for several years, he may have started to investigate the matter of Tengfeng Group during the period. , and later joined the police.

Li Xingchen knew it all.Because want to know.

The army was strict, and he had no contact with anyone in those years. It was not until after he was discharged from the army that they had a contact point again.

After graduating from university, Xiao Jia went to work in Shencheng. She realized her gossip dream of being an entertainment reporter, although the job was different from what she had imagined.Because in the same city, Li Xingshen and her came and went more often.

Her boyfriend, absolutely unexpected - Zhou Zheng.

The prodigal son turned his head back, and can only say that fate is a very wonderful thing, you can never guess the next step of fate, who you will be entangled with.

Zhou Zheng once told her expressly and implicitly that Jiang Cong's contact information has not changed, that is to say, restoring contact is as simple as editing a text message and making a phone call.

But she didn't.

The string of phone numbers is still dusty in the phone.

She thought she was probably just being angry.

It's not out of anger that he hasn't come to see her or contact her for so many years.

It's not because I'm angry that I haven't let go of the past for so many years.

It's just a pity, why didn't I forget his plan from the beginning.

It's not that no one has chased her before, in college, master's and doctoral periods, all kinds of types.

What impressed her the most was that in her junior year, there was a junior who chased after her. He was excellent in character and learning, outstanding in appearance, and a classy family.

Can Li Xingshen say that he is not good?cannot.

They are excellent.

However, Jiang Cong has been embedded in her life.

Irreplaceable.

She can't fall in love with others anymore.No matter how long this life is.

So when he really stood in front of her again, all the backlog of thoughts surged up in an instant, like unstoppable vines, spreading all over her body and entangled her.

Li Xingchen felt that she was about to be submerged by something, and it was difficult to breathe.

This feeling was so strong that she had to admit that she was trapped in the memory of every seemingly peaceful day and night in the past.

Trapped, full of his memories.

　I have an online exam today, so I will only have one chapter tonight, damn, there will be an exam tomorrow morning, withering...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)