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She touched its head with her other hand and coaxed softly: "You are handsome now, be good."

Thinking of the scene when he put a blanket on her just before the meal, Ji Yanchen's head felt faintly warm, his Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably, and he turned his face away.

The video recorded various events during Mori's daily training. The people around him were fascinated by it and sighed softly: "It knows a lot, and it runs very fast."

He explained in a low voice: "It was originally one of the best in the same batch, but later it was found that it had a heart problem and might not be able to handle high-intensity work."

Song Shiwei looked at the screen and sighed with regret: "What a pity, it looks so cute and cool in uniform."

Ji Yanchen said calmly: "It also has memories of people in uniform. Sometimes when I go downstairs to walk it, it will run to the guard booth and stand guard with the security guards."

She smiled and looked up at him: "Occupational disease?"

He also curled his lips: "That's right."

"But he should be happier if he is adopted by you." After a moment of silence, she said with her chin in her hands.

"Why?" he asked.

"A dog is not a human being. It cannot choose its own destiny. It may not want to be a police dog."

She lowered her eyelashes and looked at Morrie, who was lying obediently on her knees, and said softly, "Police dogs are hardworking and dangerous. If they are conscious, they will seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

Ji Yanchen nodded and laughed at himself calmly: "People are conscious, but sometimes they go against the natural tendency to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, such as choosing to be a policeman."

Song Shiwei laughed and raised her eyes to look at him: "Then how did you end up on this road, Officer Ji?"

"Find some meaning to the ordinary life." He replied concisely, then raised his eyes and asked, "What about you, why do you want to be a prosecutor?"

The person next to him fell silent without any warning, and the smile on his lips was visibly weak.

Ji Yanchen secretly thought that he had asked her a minefield. Just when he thought she wouldn't answer or would just deal with it, she suddenly laughed silently.

"Because of my mother."

Ji Yanchen was a little surprised and looked at her: "Is your mother also a prosecutor?"

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and said calmly: "She is a lawyer."

"She mainly represented criminal cases. One of the cases she took over was very famous and even made the social news at the time. She represented the defendant's side."

"Everything went smoothly until she was falsely accused of fabricating evidence during the prosecution."

When she mentioned her mother, she seemed very proud and spoke more unconsciously, even though this was not a good memory.

"That was the biggest crisis in her career, and because that case was so well-known, public opinion was very serious at the time. They said that she was confusing right and wrong for money, that her professional ethics had deteriorated, and that she had given perjury to murderers... If she was convicted, she would Possible jail time.”

She was quiet for a while and then continued calmly: "She has always been omnipotent in my eyes since she was a child. Although she sometimes seemed very strong and unkind, that time was very thrilling and she almost didn't survive it. In the end, she was responsible The prosecutor found evidence of manipulation by the other party, and the defendant was found not guilty."

"I used to want to be a lawyer like my mother, but after that incident, I gradually changed my mind."

Song Shiwei leaned on the sofa and propped up her head, laughing silently, "A lawyer defends a certain party, and a prosecutor speaks out on behalf of justice. I think the latter is more suitable for me."

Ji Yanchen stared at the person next to him quietly. Her profile gradually overlapped with that of the girl from nine years ago, and another piece of the puzzle about her in his mind was completed.

In a lecture theater that can accommodate students from all grades, the girl was wearing a white shirt and a pleated skirt. The sun shone on the side of her face. She answered the foreign teacher's question in a clear voice: "My dream is to be a prosecutor."

The boys in her class in the back row made strange noises and booed her.The young man by the window leaned on the chair and looked at her figure from a distance, the pen in his hand spinning slower and slower.

The chirping of cicadas in midsummer intertwined with light and shadow, and together with her face, formed his exclusive memory.

His hazy life seemed to be illuminated by light at that moment, and only he knew about it.

When he got home that night, Ji Yanchen dug out the airplane model that had been gathering dust for a long time in the cabinet. He carefully wiped off the dust on the surface and gently stroked the bumpy marks on it with his fingertips.

When Jiang Nan came in to ask him to eat, he was quite displeased to see him digging out these old things again. He frowned and sarcastically said, "Are you going to heaven again? Pilot Ji?"

Ji Yanchen didn't reply, got up and walked out of the room.

Jiang Nan followed him and reprimanded him: "You are already in high school. Don't let me repeat you by your ears what you should and shouldn't do. You have poor grades and don't know how to study hard. Are you embarrassed to hang out with Xie Zhan all day long? ? I always get No. 1 in every exam, what about you? Can you be a little angry and stop me from looking for you from the back to the front on the transcript every time?"

He suddenly stopped and turned around, and the air pressure in the restaurant dropped as the mother and son entered.

Ji Zhou has never had a say in the education of his children. He listens to his wife in all matters big and small, and as usual did not express his opinion.

Ji Yu, who was across the table, looked at him carefully, seeming a little wary of his temper.

Ji Yanchen and Jiang Nan have been at war with each other for a long time since they were in middle school. He likes airplanes, but she breaks all his models. He hates comparison, but she insists on comparing him to other people's children.

The two quarreled and had cold wars several times because of this matter. Seeing his son becoming more and more sullen and rebellious, Jiang Nan initially restrained himself, but today when he saw his model airplane, he couldn't help but get angry and brought it up again. topic.

Seeing another family war, but unexpectedly, Ji Yanchen quietly looked at the person behind him for a moment and suddenly said: "Okay."

Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was hallucinating: "...what?"

He repeated calmly: "I said yes, I will learn."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Ji Yanchen pulled out his chair and sat down to eat. The other three people at the table all looked at him in shock, as if he had been taken away from him.

After a long while, Ji Zhou motioned Jiang Nan to sit down with his eyes, and smoothed things over: "It's good that you have this childlike heart, your mother and I are doing this for your own good. If you need to buy anything or sign up for a class in school, tell dad." "

He didn't raise his eyes, and his tone was extremely calm: "I want to take the Air Force exam and join the army."

These two words undoubtedly dropped another thunder in the room, instantly detonating Jiang Yu's strong yet fragile nerves: "What did you say?"

Ji Yanchen had no memory of what Jiang Nan and Ji Zhou had said sincerely that night. He only remembered very clearly that he had been distracted for a moment and thought that the girl who wanted to be a prosecutor would definitely understand his ideal.

Defending the homeland and protecting justice are equally a supreme honor.

He wanted to tell her his dream, but instead of waiting for this opportunity, he first heard the news that she was dropping out of school and leaving Huping.

In the evening of early summer, he ran all the way from school to her home, feeling panic for the first time in his life.

He hasn't formally introduced himself to her yet, he still has something to give her back, and he hasn't mustered up the courage to confess to her yet.

He waited outside her house until midnight that day, but did not see her in the end.

When she arrived at school the next day, her class teacher said she left Huping this morning and returned to Chengdu with her father.

(End of this chapter)