Mystery Case Tracing [Criminal Investigation]

The reception was scheduled for Friday night. Before the evening, Qi Chuchen stood with Yan Mu at the door to welcome guests. The two men wore almost the same clothes, with matching brooches pinned to their collars.

After standing up for a meeting, people have not yet begun to enter. Kong Zhao arranged the infield and went out to the door to see the two men standing straight, "I think your posture is almost the same as having a wedding."

Yan Mu smiled: "Is that one of yours here today?"

"I delivered the invitation personally. Come, but it will be late." Kong Zhao said.

"You're Mr. Yan's boyfriend, you're much more handsome than Mr. Yan!" A girl in a small dress ran out from inside and jumped to Qi Chuchen with a face of idiot.

Qi Chuchen looked at Yan Mu, and Yan Mu introduced: "This is my assistant."

"Yes, yes, I saw your picture on the computer screen on the desk of President Yan, you are more handsome than the picture!" The little assistant looked idiotic.

Qi Chuchen's ears were covered with pink from the tip.

"Wearing so little, go in and wait. You can take care of it. People are coming, so hurry in." Yan Mu blasted the little assistant into the infield.

Starting from the end of get off work hours, people began to enter the venue one after another. It was less than seven o'clock, and the signature book was densely filled. Yan Mu checked his signature and invitation list, and they were all here. Kong Zhao arranged for An to guard the door, and Yan Mu led Qi Chuchen into the Rainbow Club.

It's not that Qi Chuchen has been here several times before, and Qi Chuchen doesn't doubt that this life is a high-end reception banquet hall. There is no ambiguous and dim light in the bar, instead a bright and soft white blue light. In the lobby on the first floor, all the tables and chairs were removed and replaced with a round glass table with white brackets and tall legs. In the outermost circle of the hall, there are strip tables, on which exquisite plates are filled with food for guests to pick up.

The stage was also decorated, with the Yan Mu company LOGO in the background. The band was invited to play soothing music live. The bar is still there, with a three-story rectangular champagne tower on it, but the color of each glass is a little different. Qi Chuchen saw that it seemed to be regular. Upon closer inspection, the colors of the intervals formed the English name of Yan Mu's company. The bartender is standing in the bar, and the waiter is holding the wine, and the drinks are shuttled back and forth in the hall.

The decks on the second floor are also fully open and become a rest area. When I look up, the previous decorations on the top of my head are replaced with balloons with ribbons of various colors, and the Yan Mu company logo is printed on the ribbon.

Flower placement is even more common, Qi Chuchen thought to himself, this is really fast to catch up with the wedding scene.

After seven o'clock, Kong Zhao led a man to Yan Mu, and Yan Mu took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with him. Qi Chuchen was stunned for a moment when he saw Kong Zhao and the two walking by, and finally understood why Kong Zhao's news was always well-informed. Knowing that when he asked about Yan Mu, Yan Mu mysteriously pointed his finger at the sky.

When Qi Chuchen was struggling with what to call him, the other party generously stretched out his hand: "Chu Chen, lucky to meet."

Qi Chuchen hurriedly stretched out his hand and greeted the other party following Yan Mu's name.

After shaking hands, the other party patted Qi Chuchen on the shoulder: "Young man, with a bright future, work hard."

At half past seven, Yan Mu led Qi Chuchen to the stage. When he reached the stage, he let go of his hand and walked onto the stage to begin the opening speech.

Qi Chuchen stood tall and straight under the stage less than three meters away, and the two dresses echoed each other. When Yan Mu spoke, his gaze swept across other areas, except where Qi Chuchen was standing, looking at this person with scorching eyes, with a smile in his eyes.

Even the person who had just entered the hall to say hello, at this moment also understood the identity of this person in the audience.

Yan Mu's emotional orientation is basically an open secret, which is almost equivalent to telling everyone that they belong to each other.

Qi Chuchen was happy to enjoy this kind of affirmation in the audience. Sure enough, Yan Mu stepped off the stage, and several senior executives from Yan Mu's company first came over to toast in a team, yelling for Yan Mu to formally introduce him.

After a deal, Yan Mu also drank a lot, and he deliberately helped Qi Chuchen to block a lot. Qi Chuchen served a non-alcoholic cocktail specially prepared by Kong Zhao, but it was all right. Seizing the gap, Yan Mu pulled Qi Chuchen, went to the food counter to pick some food, and found a high table with two people standing and eating slowly, filling their stomachs.

Yan Mu first took a piece of cake and Sai Qi Chuchen said, "You should like this."

"Tsk tusk tusk." Kong Zhao walked over with the cup, "Yan Mu, I have known you for so many years, but the first time I saw you so considerate, I felt that I had admitted the wrong person."

"Where is that in your house?" Yan Mu asked.

Kong Zhaochong raised his cup upstairs, motioned to be on the second floor, and turned to ask Qi Chuchen: "Are you injured, are you okay? You were hospitalized before, and I said to see you, but Yan Mu wouldn't let it."

Qi Chuchen smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, it's okay. If something happens, he will definitely not let me out."

Without saying a word, someone came over to chat again. Qi Chuchen stood beside Yan Mu, looking at him with his cups intertwined, feeling like a dream. Recalling the short period of less than half a year that he had known Yan Mu, Yan Mu led him into a world he had never thought of before. Yan Mu is like a magical colored pen, abruptly breaking into his life, gentle but hidden and powerful, adding new strokes to his life. He hadn't thought of resisting this at all, and he accepted everything willingly. It was really amazing to think about it.

Maybe it's just this person, only this person, who can tear a gap in his life, and then sprinkle with brilliant light.

After ten o'clock, the guests left the venue one after another. After ten thirty, except for Yan Mu's company, everyone else was basically gone.

Kong Zhao talked to Yan Mu, go up to the second floor and rest, don't leave. Yan Mu didn't ask Qi Chuchen and went to the second floor to rest. After standing for a few hours, he was really tired and panicked.

Qi Chuchen poured him a glass of warm lemonade and asked him to drink and unwind. Kong Zhao once again greeted them to go downstairs, and the dining table was already set downstairs, with a serious meal.

"You haven't eaten anything, you're going home with enough food. Take a good rest tomorrow." Kong Zhao greeted everyone to sit down and hand out the dishes and chopsticks.

Then he put a bowl of tangerine peel and red bean paste in front of Qi Chuchen: "I heard Yan Mu said that you like to eat sweets. I will arrange for the cook to cook them, and there will be more after you eat them. It is not sweet enough. The sugar jar is here.

Yan Mu chuckled slightly: "You remember it clearly..."

Kong Zhao leaned in front of the two of them, and whispered: "Your iron tree for thousands of years has bloomed, I don't have to pay close attention to which piece of fertile soil you moved to..."

After a meal that counts as both a dinner and a midnight snack, it was already close to the early hours of the morning. Qi Chuchen didn't drink, and drove Yan Mu on the road at midnight in the middle of winter.

"Are you sleepy?" Qi Chuchen stretched out his right hand and took Yan Mu's hand.

"Not sleepy." Yan Mu looked at Qi Chuchen with clear eyes.

"Then let's go around." Qi Chuchen drove the car, deliberately slowing down, passing through thousands of neon lights in the city at midnight.

"After this injury, I often wonder if I want to write a thank-you letter to the car rental company. Thank them for their mistakes and let me not rent a car before I have the opportunity to get in your car and get to know you."

Listening to Qi Chuchen's clear voice, Yan Mu repeatedly rubbed the back of Qi Chuchen's hand with his thumb.

"Before I met you, I never thought that my emotional orientation would be like this. I thought I might be single for a lifetime, or get a girl to marry and live my life. But maybe my life was not that miserable, so I met You, you also gave me a completely different life."

"I don't know what it will look like in the future, I only know that now and now, it is enough for me to be with the person I love."

Qi Chuchen drove the car, thinking all the way. Yan Mu looked at his side face, his eyes were sore and his nose was sore that he didn't want to move his eyes.

Snow fluttered in the sky, and Yan Mu finally said a word. Although the trembling sound did not affect Qi Chuchen's unexplained pantosis of his nose, he said: "We met in the summer with lush green leaves, and now we are walking in the winter with the sky full of snowflakes. I hope that we can, like the two husband and wife trees in Coco Suri, go through countless alternating cycles, from youth to white-headed."

When getting out of the car, Qi Chuchen almost dragged Yan Mu into the house. As soon as he closed the door, he pressed Yan Mu against the wall next to the picture frame and kissed him ferociously.

The air in the chest cavity was squeezed clean, and the hearty feeling of suffocation made people faint. Yan Mu just said a few words: "Your wound..."

"You are my injury!" Qi Chuchen gagged again.

The wine in the evening was brought out a little bit by the increasing heating in the room. The two people ran up the stairs pulling a few steps, and they kissed as if they were suffocating. The short stairs took more than ten minutes to finish.

Then there was the sound of water in the bathroom, breathing, and humming. The snow outside the window is getting bigger, and every snowflake that comes down has a significantly different outline. No snowflake in the world is the same, and no lover in life is alike. Different people will take you to experience different landscapes, like different spirits, violently colliding and blending with each other.

The year is coming in an instant, and Qi Chuchen's body is almost recovered. Last night, Yan Mu, who was finally hooked violently, couldn't stand it. The two people who had been abstinent/desired for a long time finally broke the ring.

After the incident, Yan Mu regretted it, carefully determining Qi Chuchen's physical condition and making sure that there was no discomfort before going to sleep with his arms around someone.

Qi Chuchen woke up after nine o'clock in the morning to get up, but was pushed back to rest and was not allowed to get up. Winter aroused people's laziness. In exchange for continuing to lie in bed, Qi Chuchen asked to go out and change his taste.

The two lay on the bed together, turned on the TV and selected a movie to watch. The familiar warm atmosphere lingered around. Qi Chuchen felt for the first time after his parents left: This winter is not too cold.

After watching the movie for more than an hour, the phone on the bedside table rang. Yan Mu sat upright after hearing the conditioned reflex. Qi Chuchen stretched out his hand to soothe his back while quickly holding the phone, looking at Zhang Chao, and said casually: "Don't worry, it's okay." Pressed the answer. .

"When do we have to come forward for this kind of thing? Or do I and you personally come forward?"

"Okay, I see, I'll just pack up and go, soon." Qi Chuchen said in a lazy tone and hung up the phone.