I'm sorry, you are responsible for me

Chapter 45 When the dust settles, she is his wife (1)
When Ye Jia took out the ring and knelt down on one knee, Fu Zhiyan's mind was startled, and he was stunned.

Two weeks later, Fu Zhiyan was discharged from the hospital with bandages on his hands hanging on his chest, looking quite embarrassed.It was Ju Yang who personally came to pick him up from the hospital and send him home.

The car stopped at the gate of the hospital, and Ju Yang handed Fu Zhiyan a log-colored document bag.

The afternoon sun was particularly scorching. When Fu Zhiyan saw the bag, Fu Zhiyan's heart jumped a few times. It seemed that there was a sign, and he was a little... afraid to pick it up.

Ju Yang lit a cigarette, took out another one at the same time, lit it for Fu Zhiyan, took a deep breath, exhaled the curling white smoke, put his hand on the window, flicked the ash, and said to him in a deep voice: "This is You... have been looking forward to it for a long time."

Fu Zhiyan finished smoking a cigarette with a blank expression, and finally, he twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray, opened the log-colored file bag, and there were three large characters written at the top of the row: transfer order.

A year ago, Fu Zhiyan applied for a job transfer, and his destination was the border, Nancheng.

Nancheng is a border city. To the south, it borders Southeast Asia. It has a special geographical location and the drug trade is rampant. The country includes Luzhou. Most of the sources of goods come from there. At the same time, the law and order are relatively chaotic, and murders occur frequently.Luzhou's drug tycoon Lord Kun's supply comes from Nancheng, through Kunye, and distributes layer by layer. In Lucheng, he has never been able to get the handle of Kunye. It is even difficult to figure out his true identity. Maybe it is time , Going another way, starting from the source of goods, can catch the evidence and pull out this cancer.

"When?" he asked.

"September, at that time, your injury was almost healed."

Yang Ju turned his face and glanced at Fu Zhiyan: "You don't seem very happy, do you want to go?"

Fu Zhiyan shook his head, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, he frowned, and looked out the window. The afternoon sun was dazzling, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"It's a little troublesome."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Yang Ju is his senior at the university and an old friend for many years. The two of them work together tacitly, and they can talk to each other about many things.

"There is a girl, if she knows about this, she will definitely cry."

Ju Yang's eyes were full of meaning, he patted his leg, and laughed teasingly: "I heard that you had a girlfriend earlier, and I still didn't believe it, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Ah."

Yang Ju took a joking tone, and joked with him with a smile: "Didn't you always talk about it in the past, what are you talking about, the Huns are not destroyed, so what is the family?"

"That was before I met her." Fu Zhiyan said very flatly.

"Yo, I really like it."

"Ah."

I like it very much.

"I heard that he is still a regular visitor in our bureau."

"It's a crazy girl." There was affection in his voice, and his eyes softened a lot.

"Reluctant?"

"Nonsense." Fu Zhiyan picked up the cigarette case with one hand, took out a cigarette, and Yang Ju possessed himself to light it for him.

"I can't bear to bring them over together." Director Yang took a puff of cigarette and said neatly, "After getting married, write an application and hand it over as a family member, and you can still solve the work."

But Fu Zhiyan shook his head, watching the people coming and going on the road indifferently: "How can I take her to a place like Nancheng."

Nancheng is not as peaceful as Luzhou. In the past, the work he had to do was a thousand times more dangerous than it is now. How dare he take her by his side, not to mention that she still has her own career and dreams.

"It's troublesome." Director Yang sighed helplessly, "If you don't want to go, you can still..."

"No." Fu Zhiyan shook his head, "We must go."

Director Yang took a deep look at him, and finally patted him on the shoulder wordlessly, started the engine, and drove the car out.

Some things must be done by someone.

It is their duty and honor to guard the peace of one side.

The car stopped downstairs, and in the distance, through the car window, the little girl was carrying a suitcase, smiling brightly by the flower bed.

He kept waving at him.

The ice and snow on Fu Zhiyan's face melted instantly.

"Is it her?" Director Yang glanced at Ye Jia from afar.

"Yes." Fu Zhiyan also had a smile in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, our serious and serious criminal investigation team leader has such a lively taste."

Fu Zhiyan got out of the car, and Director Yang didn't want to disturb him, so he drove away. The smile on Ye Jia's face was slightly uneasy, and he looked at him timidly, and moved the luggage behind him, as if afraid of being seen by him.

His eyes fell on the big boxes behind her: "You can't wait to live with me?"

One sentence pierced her mind.

He bit the word "cohabitation" very frivolously, with a half-smile between his brows, she was a little uncertain about his thoughts.

"Your hands are not convenient." Ye Jia pointed to his arm, "I'll cook for you for a few days, and when your hands are healed, I'll move away immediately." She looked up at him, feeling a little worried. It means coquettishly begging, "How about you, Brother Zhiyan?"

Knowing brother Yan, his heart melted.

Ignoring her coquetry and cuteness, Fu Zhiyan passed by with a blank face, and picked up the biggest suitcase with his other hand, and went upstairs.

Keep silent, what do you mean?
Ye Jia stood there blankly and looked at him.

After walking a few steps, Fu Zhiyan turned his head and glanced at her lightly: "What are you in a daze for? Go to the front and open the door for me."

A flower suddenly bloomed on Ye Jia's face, carrying a small suitcase, he followed behind.

"The key is in the pocket."

Ye Jia took out the key from his trouser pocket, and rubbed his hand on his thigh vigorously.

"..."

Salted trotters.

Ye Jia put the daily necessities he brought into his tidy and rigorous home one by one, and he was very busy.

Fu Zhiyan hung his right hand in front of his chest, standing on the sidelines and watching her running around, a little puzzled, how could this woman have so many things?
The original monotonous and simple shelf in the bathroom is now filled with all kinds of colorful items, such as rabbit head toothbrush, cartoon mug, facial cleanser, eye cream, face cream, lotion, water, essence, mask...

In the originally empty cabinet, there were still a few packs of unopened aunt's towels.

And the kitchen was also filled with her things, all kinds of bottles and jars filled with exotic marinade sauces filled the closet.

The bedroom he arranged for her has a special cloakroom. The clothes of spring, summer, autumn and winter are all colorful. Fu Zhiyan came out of the cloakroom, raised his forehead, and looked at Ye Jia, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and conscientiously arranging her underwear. : "Didn't you really... move the whole family here?"

Ye Jia shook her head innocently, and finally nodded slowly under his repeated stares, with a pitiful look, and honestly confessed: "The rent is due, and for a while, I can't find a suitable rental house, no land go."

"Ye Jia." Fu Zhiyan brought a chair and sat in front of her.

Hearing him call her name in a serious voice, Ye Jia immediately realized that he was going to talk to him.

Ye Jia quickly put on the appearance of a student who is concentrating on it, and looked at him seriously.

"Do you know what it means to live in my house?"

Ye Jia nodded again and again, then shook his head hesitantly: "Aren't we... boyfriend and girlfriend?"

After she finished asking, seeing that Fu Zhiyan didn't answer, and looked at him timidly with uncertainty, she asked, "Really?"

Finally, Fu Zhiyan nodded, affirming her words: "Yes."

After getting his answer, Ye Jia's eyes lit up for a moment, and he jumped with joy.

Forget it, Fu Zhiyan glanced at her helplessly, and took back what he wanted to say before.

The name is not right and the words are not right. If you say this, she will definitely think he is rigid. It seems normal for young people to fall in love and live together. Anyway, in the future, as long as she is willing, he will definitely marry her. of.

just now...

Ye Jia was busy in the kitchen, while Fu Zhiyan was outside, full of worries.

How should I speak, how can I say it so that she won't be sad?

Looking at her cheerful figure like a little lark, he was very troubled.

Today, Ye Jia made an amazing tofu feast for Fu Zhiyan.

The astonishing famous tofu dishes from all over the world are presented in front of Fu Zhiyan, such as chicken shaved tofu, red and white tofu soup, ham roasted tofu, and crispy tofu...

"The doctor told me that it is better to have a light meal and eat less meat. Brother Zhiyan, do you still like these tofu if you try it?" Ye Jia handed the chopsticks to Fu Zhiyan, and immediately realized that his right hand was injured and he couldn't hold it The chopsticks simply sat in front of him, picked up a piece of golden crispy tofu, blew it on his mouth, and after it cooled, he thoughtfully brought it to his mouth.

Fu Zhiyan looked at her, and said with some embarrassment: "The saliva is flying up."

Ye Jia blushed, and was about to take it away, but Fu Zhiyan grabbed it in one mouthful. The tofu tasted salty, and it was sweet with a little greasy taste. It was neither old nor tender, and had a special flavor.

"Delicious." He said.

"Of course." Ye Jia was not humble either, with a smile on his face, and he couldn't wait to pick up other dishes and feed them to Fu Zhiyan. He chewed and swallowed carefully, while staring at her intently.

"Are you thinking that to marry a wife is to marry me?" Ye Jia asked jokingly.

Oddly enough, Fu Zhiyan nodded.

Too honest, it made Ye Jia blush a little: "Really?"

"Yeah." He didn't seem to be joking.

Ye Jia's face burned hotly, why did he get himself involved, this kind of topic, it's really embarrassing to break it.

At night, Ye Jia wore sexy underwear and continued to lie on Fu Zhiyan's bed, hugging the quilt and refusing to leave: "If you eat my tofu, you will be mine. I want to sleep with Brother Zhiyan!"

Fu Zhiyan pulled the quilt in her arms, and said helplessly, "Then I'll sleep in the guest room."

As soon as he turned around, she grabbed the hem of his clothes again.

"Brother Zhiyan, you just...don't want to touch me?" Little aggrieved.

Fu Zhiyan paused slightly, turned his head, and shook his arm: "It's really inconvenient."

"It's okay!" Ye Jia immediately replied seeing a turning point, "You lie still, I...I..."

oops!What the hell is she talking about!
The earlobe was so red that it was about to bleed.

Fu Zhiyan finally turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. The edge of the bed was immediately sunken. Ye Jia curled up his legs and half sat on the bed, looking at him expectantly and a little bit shy.

This cute little appearance made him very uncomfortable.

"Ye Jia, there is something that I should have told you earlier." Fu Zhiyan's voice became serious.

"You mean to say that you will be transferred to Nancheng in September?"

The four eyes met, one eye was filled with surprise, and the other was calm and breezy.

"understood?"

"Yeah!" Ye Jia nodded, "I was shopping in the vegetable market yesterday and met your colleague, and he told me about it."

Heck!

Fu Zhiyan had just received a transfer order from Director Yang, and these guys in the police station knew the news earlier than him!

"then you……"

Ye Jia blinked and blinked, but there was no special reaction.

Sure enough, he was the one who was self-indulgent...

This is a bit embarrassing.

"I'm still a little troubled." Ye Jia snapped his fingers, "Boss Cheng and I have signed a contract. Zhiweixuan will give me five cents after working for one year. If I leave in September, it will be regarded as a breach of contract. I guess With that iron cock, you still have to ask me for liquidated damages!"

It seems... something is wrong.

"Ye Jia." Fu Zhiyan looked into her eyes, "Nancheng, I don't plan to... take you with me."

Ye Jia was stunned.

The air froze instantly, silence...

Endless silence...

"Are... are you kidding me?" She was puzzled, "Of course I want to go with Brother Zhiyan! Of course I..."

Then, she understood the look in his eyes. He wanted to keep her in Luzhou, and he never thought about...bringing her with him.

Fu Zhiyan felt Ye Jia's small eyes staring at him like a heartbroken man full of grievances, like a light on his back.

Suddenly, she twitched.

"Don't cry!" Fu Zhiyan immediately turned up the volume.

Ye Jia's sobs stopped, his big eyes blinked, tears had already gathered in their sockets, and they were almost about to fall.

"A place like Nancheng is not suitable for a little girl like you." Fu Zhiyan finally softened, and persuaded earnestly, "It's very dangerous there."

"I'm not afraid." Ye Jia stubbornly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Really, I'm not afraid at all."

"But I'm afraid." Fu Zhi stretched out his hand and put it on her shoulder, "Ye Jia, you are in Luzhou, you are developing your favorite career and have your own future plans, which is very good, there is no need for me... Stop it all."

"It's okay! I'll be obedient and I won't cause you any trouble." Ye Jia repeatedly assured, "It's all planned, rent a small shop in Nancheng, open a restaurant, I can support myself, I..."

Before Ye Jia finished speaking, Fu Zhiyan suddenly interrupted her: "Ye Jia, you are my only weakness."

She froze.

One sentence broke her mind.

She will become his handle.

In the past, hearing this, maybe she would be so happy, but now, apart from being uncomfortable, there is only discomfort.

"How long...how long?" Tears welled up in her eyes.

"It can be three years soon, or five years at most. When Nancheng is peaceful, I will come back."

"If you can't be peaceful all the time, then..."

Won't come back?
"No." Fu Zhiyan smiled, and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Trust me."

Ye Jia suddenly climbed out of bed, shook his head desperately, gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "I don't believe you, bastard!" After speaking, he turned and ran out of the room, went back to the guest room, and closed the door heavily.

"asshole!"

"asshole!"

"Fu Zhiyan is a bastard!"

Ye Jia buried himself under the quilt, biting the quilt cover, crying uncontrollably, sobbing so that the whole bed was shaking, and scolded him hundreds of times as an asshole in his heart.

Fu Zhiyan stood alone on the balcony, lighting one cigarette after another.

The moonlight is silent, and the night is silent.

How much he wanted to take her away, how much he wanted to be with her all the time, but how dare he!
It's not that he hasn't dealt with those vicious guys before, how dare he put her in such a dangerous situation.

Letting her wait for him is even more selfish.

Three to five years, whether it is long or short, it is not short!
Walking to her door, he heard faint sobbing inside, his heart clenched into a ball.

After knocking on the door, he said, "Ye Jia, open the door, I have something to say."

"Mr. Fu, I don't want to listen to you tonight." She tried her best to suppress the trembling of her voice and calm herself down.

Well, "Mr. Fu" is here again.

He didn't force himself, walked a few steps, thought for a while, and finally backed away: "Ye Jia, don't cry, come and sleep on my bed."

There was a muffled knock at the door, followed by the sound of a pillow falling to the ground.

He has a big temper.

Fu Zhiyan suffered from insomnia until five o'clock in the morning, and then slowly fell asleep. When he woke up, it was almost noon, and he turned over. The first thing he did was to find Ye Jia.

The room was tightly closed. I knocked on the door, but no one answered. I pushed the door open and entered. The sheets in the room were neatly folded, but no one was there.

"Ye Jia." He called her name and walked to the living room.

The living room was also empty, and the wind flapped the curtains and danced around.

I don't know where I went again.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, I waited for two hours and didn't come back.

He turned the phone casually with his hand, and finally dialed her.

After the phone rang twice, there was a busy signal.

Hang up his phone? !
soy Mujer!
Fu Zhiyan got up, took his coat and went out. First, he went for a stroll around the school. During the summer vacation, the school was sparsely populated, and those who stayed were all students who were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination this year. There were no people on the playground or on the green road, and he went to the food street outside the school. After shopping around, there are not many people on the food street, and most of the stores are closed, including Zhiweixuan.

Where can I go?

All afternoon, Fu Zhiyan wandered casually on the street, and then, a familiar figure appeared in the French windows.

She was wearing a water-red dress, high wedge shoes, and a bun on her head. She leaned her elbows on the glass cabinet of the jewelry store, choosing something.

The clerk kept selling to her according to her wishes, and Ye Jia's eyes lingered in those bright cabinets, without even noticing that Fu Zhiyan was standing outside the door.

You were still so sad yesterday, and today you are just leisurely shopping for jewelry?
If he recovered so quickly, Fu Zhiyan thought that she might hide and cry, and desperately wanted to find her as soon as possible to comfort her.

Someone feels as if they have been injured by a critical strike.

He took out his wallet, looked at the cash and cards inside, and was about to enter the store when the phone in the bag rang. Seeing the name, his hands couldn't help shaking.

(End of this chapter)