Restricted Area - Chapter 62 Ending (below)

The day Zheng Mingyi was released from prison was Friday, and Jiang Chijing specially asked for a day off from prison.

Other people came to pick people up and leave prison, they were all guarding at the gate of the prison, and when they came out, they would go up and ask for warmth. When Jiang Chijing picked up Zheng Mingyi from prison, he deliberately parked the car at the end of a long boulevard for fear of being seen by his colleagues.

Fallen leaves covered both sides of the road. When Zheng Mingyi crossed the boulevard towards Jiang Chijing, Jiang Chijing looked at Zheng Mingyi quietly through the car window, as if enjoying a dynamic pictorial.

Zheng Mingyi's legs are long and straight, and they look beautiful when wrapped in suit pants. Every time he took a step, the high wall behind him shrank a little, and when he approached Jiang Chijing's off-road vehicle, the prison gate in the background was already very far away.

"New car?" Zheng Mingyi asked, sitting in the passenger seat.

"Yeah." Jiang Chijing said, "How is it?"

Zheng Mingyi looked back at the space in the back seat, and asked casually, "Do I need to buy such a big car?"

Jiang Chijing started the car and asked intently: "What do you think?"

Zheng Mingyi smiled and said, "Need."

Both knew that each other was full of yellow waste. Jiang Chijing believed that Zheng Mingyi had understood his real intention to buy this off-road vehicle when he saw the spacious back seat.

For the first time, Zheng Mingyi was sitting next to him, and the commute road he was used to driving unexpectedly made Jiang Chijing feel fresh.

When the two returned home, only half of the morning had passed.

The newly bought couple slippers were placed side by side at the entrance. Jiang Chijing walked ahead and changed the shoes first. However, as he continued to walk into the living room, Zheng Mingyi suddenly embraced him from behind without warning.

"Jiang Jiang." Zheng Mingyi buried his head on Jiang Chijing's shoulder and whispered softly.

Perhaps it was the long-lost freedom that made Zheng Mingyi feel emotional, and Jiang Chijing could feel that his mood at this time was different from usual.

"What?" He rubbed Zheng Mingyi's head with his backhand, comforting the large dog who was acting like a baby.

Long hair is not allowed in the prison. Zheng Mingyi’s short hair feels a bit tangled, but Jiang Chijing feels addicted to it. After all, Zheng Mingyi rarely sees his true feelings like this.

"I'm thinking," Zheng Mingyi said, "If I were not for you, what would I be like now."

This question is really hard to say, but what is certain is that Jiang Chijing did save Zheng Mingyi many times, including the black man invading Zheng Mingyi’s house, Zheng Mingyi was blocked by the old nine in the bathroom, and the bus not long ago. Overturned, if there is no Jiang Chijing, Zheng Mingyi will definitely be shot by the man in black.

"You can ask you in parallel space." Jiang Chijing said, "Maybe he met a completely different person."

This is obviously a nonsensical suggestion, but Zheng Mingyi lifted his head from Jiang Chijing's shoulder, as if he was really thinking about this issue. After a while, he said: "Then I must be luckier than him."

Jiang Chijing is often made big by Zheng Mingyi's logic, but he has to admit that sometimes he is poked into his heart by his logic.

"Okay, let me go." Jiang Chijing patted the back of Zheng Mingyi's hand.

"Where's your uniform?" Zheng Mingyi didn't move.

As soon as this was said, the sentimental atmosphere disappeared without a trace. Of course Jiang Chijing had made preparations long ago, but now there are more important things to do.

"Come to the kitchen first." Jiang Chijing said.

"Start with the kitchen first?" Zheng Mingyi asked.

Normal people would only say that starting with small things, starting with friends and so on, Jiang Chijing has never heard of starting with the kitchen first. Such a weird sentence, the logic is also fluent, can only say that the Chinese is really broad and profound, and Zheng Mingyi's brain is really wonderful.

"Come here and eat something first."

Jiang Chijing broke away from Zheng Mingyi's arms and stepped on his new slippers to the kitchen, and brought out a bowl of creamy white from the refrigerator.

Zheng Mingyi followed Jiang Chijing and asked, "Tofu?"

People who have been released from prison have to eat tofu and go unlucky. However, this bowl of tofu is very different from ordinary tofu. It looks silky and silky, with red flesh floating around.

"Strawberry milk tofu." Jiang Chijing said, "it should be your taste."

Jiang Chijing tried this dessert at least three times before he managed to get it out. He could give Zheng Mingyi a piece of ordinary white tofu, but that would be too boring. Perhaps the biggest change brought by having a lover to Jiang Chijing is to give him more ideas about life.

"Thank you." Zheng Mingyi encircled Jiang Chijing's shoulders, took a bite on his face, and then pulled the table and chairs away and sat down.

While Zheng Mingyi was eating strawberry milk tofu, Jiang Chijing went to the bedroom on the second floor and put on the uniform he had prepared.

It’s not bad to start with the kitchen first.

Jiang Chijing thought about it while pinning his handcuffs to his waist. After waiting for a while, he must first handcuff Zheng Mingyi to the dining table chair, so that he can confess why he didn't get out of prison sooner.

If Zheng Mingyi's confession is sincere enough, it is not impossible for him to eat him with relish.

Jiang Chijing came down from the second floor with a ghostly idea and walked straight to the kitchen. But the end of the stairs was towards the living room, and he had to turn a corner to lead to the kitchen.

As a result, as soon as Jiang Chijing passed by, he was held back by Zheng Mingyi who was waiting behind the wall.

When he was a child, Jiang Chijing did this kind of scary thing about standing behind a wall, but he really didn't expect that Zheng Mingyi, who is such a big man, would even play such naive tricks with him.

Zheng Mingyi hugged Jiang Chijing with one hand, took off the handcuffs on his waist with the other, and cuffed his left hand.

Jiang Chijing felt bad, and kept struggling: "Did you make a mistake, Zheng Mingyi? These are my handcuffs!"

The implication is that I should handcuff you.

"Isn't your handcuffs used to handcuff you?" Zheng Mingyi smiled, "I was handcuffed every day in prison, now it's your turn."

With that, Zheng Mingyi handcuffed Jiang Chijing's right and left hands to his back.

"No, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Chijing protested. "You were handcuffed in prison. What does it have to do with me?"

"Prisoners want to rebel, who will make sense with you." Zheng Mingyi instantly assumed the role, holding Jiang Chijing's buttocks, and hugged him up, "Inspector Jiang, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

It's over.

Jiang Chijing thought to himself that he was going to be crying.

Quiet afternoons always make people drowsy.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Chijing was awakened by Zheng Mingyi, and the bustling city street was already outside the car window.

All of Zheng Mingyi's belongings were burned out by the fire. Jiang Chijing could prepare the necessities for him, but he still had to pick out personal belongings such as clothes.

Having said that, Jiang Chijing is actually the one who is in charge.

Originally consumed too much energy in the morning, Jiang Chijing didn't even want to go out, but now he fully experienced the joy of shopping, and asked Zheng Mingyi to change suits to him one by one.

Sure enough, suits are more sexual than prison uniforms.

Ahem, that's not right, the suit really looks better.

Zheng Mingyi bought more than a dozen suits at once, formal, informal, and worn on various occasions. Almost every suit perfectly fits Jiang Chijing's habit.

The newly bought clothes were sent to the pick-up point in the parking lot by the clerk, and then the two went to an old watch store.

Jiang Chijing has not paid much attention to the products of old clocks, but in fact, old clocks also have some good designs, which are not inferior to foreign high-end watches. It's just that this brand always gives people a sense of "soil", so sales are getting bleak.

However, after the stock market war a while ago, this national brand has returned to the public eye, and now many people are willing to support its development.

"Are you not wearing your high-end watches?" Jiang Chijing asked Zheng Mingyi casually while choosing a watch.

"Old clocks and watches are more meaningful." Zheng Mingyi said.

Indeed, Jiang Chijing thinks so too.

Wearing an old clock on your hand is like looking back at the process of meeting, acquaintance, acquaintance, and love.

In the end, the two chose the same style of dial, but Zheng Mingyi chose a metal strap, while Jiang Chijing chose a leather strap.

The two put their wrists together. Although the skin color is very different, the same watch can perfectly match the temperament of the two, which is simply wearing a couple's watch to a new height.

After coming out of the old clock shop, Zheng Mingyi took Jiang Chijing to a perfume shop.

It has been a long time to re-select the perfume, but until now the two people have this leisurely mind. Zheng Mingyi did not choose, but directly asked the clerk to come up with a perfume and let Jiang Chijing try it first.

The test paper was gently fanned under the tip of his nose, and Jiang Chijing smelled an intriguing and long-lasting scent. The fir that runs through the tone is mature and elegant, but there is a layer of rose charm superimposed on it.

"What's this?" Jiang Chijing suddenly had an idea in his heart and looked at Zheng Mingyi and asked.

"The perfume I usually use." Zheng Mingyi said.

really.

When Jiang Chijing smelled the perfume, he thought of Zheng Mingyi, because he discovered that he fell in love with the perfume at first sight.

This is a very strange feeling, as if he is destined to meet this perfume, and as if he is destined to fall in love with Zheng Mingyi.

Everything happens so naturally, the love of two people is like the eternal law of nature.

"Do you like it?" Zheng Mingyi said, "If you don't like it, then..."

"Like it." Jiang Chijing interrupted Zheng Mingyi directly.

"Don't look at it another time?" Zheng Mingyi asked.

"No." Jiang Chijing said, "I'll take this one."

Jiang Chijing learned the way of talking around from Zheng Mingyi, and Zheng Mingyi naturally heard the subtext in his words.

To identify this perfume is actually to identify Zheng Mingyi.

"Are you so sure that it suits you?" Zheng Mingyi asked with a smile.

"It's not suitable for replacement." Jiang Chijing said lightly.

"No change." Zheng Mingyi said, "You want to use it for a lifetime."

Jiang Chijing didn't answer any more, but both of them knew well that he had planned this originally.

Uniforms, batons, handcuffs;

Strawberries, perfumes, watches.

The story surrounding the prison has come to an end, but the new lives of Jiang Chijing and Zheng Mingyi have just begun.

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