Forensic without kites

Chapter 207 Welcome Party (1)

On a cold winter morning, after running in the snow, Wu Yuan was sweating all over.

When I got home, I took a hot shower and went out.

Like so many weekends in the past, she bought an oden from the fucking old man with a BJ accent at Dongting Subway Station.Walk a few more steps and buy a bottle of jujube yogurt at 711.

Some of the depressed branches on the side of the street are covered with snow, as beautiful as silver bars.However, the biting cold wind blows in bursts, and the fine snowflakes flutter with the wind, which only adds to the sense of desolation.

Wuyuan's steps became faster.

Taking the elevator, I went directly to the academic area on the top floor, passing through the deserted bookshelves, trying to find an old place to sit down.

Her obsession with a position and a thing is almost beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In the past three years, as long as it was a weekend, she would buy breakfast and go to the library to study.Breakfast is always the same, and the location of reading is always the same, and has not changed.

The corners of the desk she often sat on were worn smooth by her arms.

However, today, it should be a deserted academic area, but there is a boy sitting there.

The boy was sitting at her desk.

"Heng, why are you here?" Wu Yuan was very surprised.

She hadn't seen him for many days, since he left his home that day.She still carried that bank card with her all the time, thinking of returning it to her one day.

Du Heng raised his head, silently, with a little sadness in his melancholy eyes.

He raised his hand and pushed the bottle of milk on the table in front of her.

"Is this...for me?" She looked at the bottle of milk in front of her in a daze.

He nodded, as an answer to her question.

And Wu Yuan has gotten used to him not talking, so she inserted the straw into the bottle, took a sip, and squinted her eyes: "This is jujube flavored! Did you buy jujube-flavored milk?"

Looking at him with some surprise, no matter whether it was intentional or a coincidence, he actually bought her jujube-flavored milk.

In fact, not many people know that the famous head of BJ's forensic department is extremely picky.She won't even touch some foods that don't like the taste.But if there is something you like, you won’t get tired of it for as long as you eat it.

It's like she has been cooking oden for three years, taking a bite of the hot white radish and meatballs, and tasting the flavor of the broth with a crisp sound, mixed with the spicy and slightly bitter taste of wasabi.Afterwards, a mouthful of sweet jujube yoghurt immediately dilutes the bitterness of mustard.

Oh, this taste is so sour!

This taste is like tasting life.

Many people don't know that she has such a weird hobby.

"Huh? The latest edition of the forensic journal? Why, Heng is also interested in forensic medicine?"

"No..., it's for Yuan. I don't read it... I don't read it." He pushed the forensic journal that had been sitting in front of him to her.

Jujube milk can no longer be drunk.

She looked at him with great interest, "Heng, tell my sister honestly, when did you get here? Did you wait for me here? Or did you just pass by by chance? Also, how did you know that my sister likes to drink this kind of drink?" Milk, how do you know that I have been chasing this magazine?"

"Not sister..." He said a few words in a low voice.

"What? Louder, my sister didn't hear it."

"It's not my sister." He raised his voice slightly higher.

She suddenly understood what he said, but said with a smile: "Okay, okay, it's not my sister... Then tell me, how did you know about my hobbies?"

They only met each other a few times.

The number of conversations is also pitifully small.

(End of this chapter)