Wu Mingwang is a people's policeman.

Gu Ronghua had known that he would have such a remark. At this moment, he raised his hand to hold the hand where he was holding the hair dryer and said with a smile, "I knew you didn't believe this, but I didn't believe it at the beginning, but they really helped me a lot."

Gu Ronghua stood up, pressed Wu Mingwang's shoulder with both hands, looked at him, and said softly, "Come on, sit down, I'll show you something, you will know what's going on after reading it."

Wu Mingwang smiled helplessly and sat on the stool where Gu Ronghua had been sitting before.

Gu Ronghua took the phone from the side, stroked it twice, and found the previous recording.

Soon, Gu Ronghua's surprised voice came from her phone, and she said, "One thousand yuan? So expensive?"

Then there was her mother-in-law's angrily voice, "Is A Jin Jin's calculating me? Is it more than a thousand yuan?"

It can be heard from the old man's voice that she really trusts Chu Jin and likes Chu Jin very much.

Hearing this, Wu Mingwang touched his chin and said appreciatively, "No, good, my wife is still very conscious and everyone knows how to record and evidence."

Gu Ronghua gave him a blank look, "Don't talk, listen carefully."

The phone was quiet for dozens of seconds.

Soon, a clear sound came from the mobile phone player.

The voice is clear and light, but it is stained with an irresistible infectious force, which makes people feel refreshed.

Not to mention what the owner of this voice wants to express, just listening to this voice is also a very comfortable thing.

The girl said it slowly and she was very clear in pronunciation. The further she listened, the deeper Wu Mingwang's brows frowned, and she became more and more shocked.

The recording lasted 56 minutes in total.

But Wu Mingwang felt that it was as long as a century.

After a recording was over, Wu Mingwang was still immersed in the clear voice.

There seemed to be some memory in my mind being gradually aroused.

He happened to be 18 years old that year, just graduated from high school, and was admitted to a well-known police academy.

During the summer vacation, my father took him to a distant relative's house in the countryside to look for his relatives. Unexpectedly, after arriving in the local area, he learned that the distant relative had moved.

After finding a relative in vain, the father and son rushed home for a few days. On the afternoon of the day they left, they met a fire house.

The fire was surging, and the surroundings were crying. The crying sound was mixed with a few crying words from the little girl, which came from the fire. However, no one around dared to move, and no one dared to go in to save people. The fire was too big.

At that time, I was full of energy and righteousness, and rushed into the fire without thinking.

Fortunately, the process of saving people was relatively smooth. As soon as he ran out of the fire, the house collapsed.

The little girl in her arms was wearing a pink dress.

I was crying loudly.

Although the little girl's face was so dark that it was smoked by smoke, her agile eyes were hard to ignore.

In a trance, I seemed to see the little girl in pink dress again, until the pair of watery eyes in my memory coincided with the person in front of me.

Wu Ming looked at Gu Ronghua and asked, "Wife, did your family live in Da Da Village before? You were taking a nap at home on the day of the fire, wearing a pink dress?"

Wu Mingwang stood up from the stool excitedly and gestured, "You used to be so tall and thin, with two ponytails, and you are still a crybaby..."

Daba Village? A pink dress? A crybaby? This information is a bit large, which makes Gu Ronghua a little unresponsive.

"Mingwang, how did you know these?" Gu Ronghua also stood up from the bed excitedly.

Before they were nine years old, their family did live in Da Da Village, but they moved after the fire. She had never mentioned this to Wu Mingwang.

She was indeed wearing a pink dress on the day of the fire.

Logically speaking, she can't remember so clearly after so long.

Coincidentally, that day was her 9th birthday. This was her first birthday gift in her life and her first dress in her life. It was pink and tender, and she liked it very much, so when she first got the dress, she couldn't wait to put it on.

Unfortunately, the dress was burned by the fire in the end. She cried for a long time for this matter.

So, the impression is very deep.

Suddenly, Gu Ronghua's ears rang, "...The name of the noble man you are looking for should have the word Ming in it."

The tone of voice is faint, but it hits the depths of my mind.

She didn't expect that she had been looking for a life-saving benefactor for so many years, and it turned out that she had been sleeping with her bed for so many years.

Old friends don’t know each other when they meet.

Fortunately, fate did not make them miss it.

No wonder, at twenty-one, she fell in love with the twenty-nine-year-old at first sight.

...

"You are the big brother of that year?"

"You're the crybaby back then?"

The couple almost spoke in unison, and both saw the shock and joy of reunion in each other's eyes.

The next second, the two hugged each other tightly. Gu Ronghua's eyes were filled with tears of excitement and she choked, "Mingwang, it turned out to be you, it turned out to be you... I've been looking for you for a long time..."

Wu Mingwang gently patted Gu Ronghua's back and comforted him quietly, "Be good, let's not cry..."

He didn't expect that the crying man from that year would eventually become the person he loved deeply.

All dreams are like romance idol dramas.

"Mingwang," Gu Ronghua looked up at the man in front of her and cried, "It's great, I finally found you, I finally found you, do you know? I have been looking for you for a long time... Over the years, I have always been uneasy, just wanting to find you and say thank you in person. Where did you go after the fire? Why didn't they know you?"

"Follower, stop crying," Wu Mingwang wiped away the tears from the corner of Gu Ronghua's eyes. "After that fire, I took the train back to Beijing with my dad. I went to Da Da Village to find relatives, but they had moved away long ago. Be good, don't cry, it's not good for the baby."

Gu Ronghua took a deep breath, "Thanks to A Jin, thanks to her, let's go in person tomorrow, thank you, okay?"

Wu Mingwang nodded, "Okay, I'll take leave tomorrow and go with you."

It can be said that Wu Mingwang is no longer wary of A Jin, whom he has never met before.

Even a little curious.

He was curious about what kind of talent he deserved to be so exquisite.

And so much admiration.

You should be not very old when you hear the other person's voice?

Wancheng Villa.

Chu Jin was sitting in front of the computer, updating the flowers.

She looked at the work and a faint curve appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The article has only been around for ten days. Not only has the reading volume reached ten digits, but the collection has also changed from o to 17oo.

The number of comments also changed from o to 8oo.

One of them is very eye-catching, "I just broke up with my boyfriend who I had been in love for three years yesterday. After reading the words of my old friend's sister, it is not so scary to be in love. The words of my old friend's sister are very healing and infectious. The words of my old friend's sister can not only calm my heart, but also make people feel deeply touched. I believe that my old friend's sister must be a person with a story, just like the words of my old friend's sister: Seeing the mountains are still mountains, and seeing the water is still water, it seems to be unchanging, but in fact, it has been changed. The mountains are no longer that mountain, and the water is not that water."

The return of an old friend is her pseudonym.

Chu Jin looked at the readers' comments.

The eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the white fingertips kept jumping on the black keyboard.

She was replying to readers' comments one by one.

The next morning, just as the sky was dawn, Chu Jin woke up and tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep, so he got up and went out for a run.

Chu Jin ran around a tree-lined avenue next to the Zhao family villa for more than ten laps.

At this time, it was already bright, and the sun slowly rose from the east, bringing a large area of ​​golden light.

There were also several morning runners on the originally quiet tree-lined path.

Chu Jin stopped and looked up at the slowly rising sun. For the first time, he felt that life was so wonderful.

After looking for a while, maybe she felt that the sun was too dazzling. She stretched out her fair and slender left hand and blocked her forehead. She felt the tiny sunlight shining through her fingers and shining on her eyes. She felt inexplicably in a very good mood. A bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The golden sunlight evenly sprinkled on her body, forming a faint golden halo, pure and beautiful.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of a morning runner who loves photography.

From his perspective, the girl cleverly merged with Chaoyang. Although she could only see a vague side face, this picture made people feel a little beautiful and couldn't take her eyes off.

It even makes people afraid to breathe loudly, for fear of destroying such a beautiful picture.

He quickly picked up the camera hanging on his chest and pressed the shutter...
Chapter completed!