First-Class Lawyer

After receiving Qiao's message, Yan Suizhi sighed softly, and said in his heart that it's a pity that I'm not the dean's second, but I am myself...

Having learned the lesson from the previous remark, Yan Suizhi's holographic screen has changed from flat to vertical, and only he can see the content.He was thinking about saying thank you to Mr. Qiao, an enthusiastic citizen, when Lawyer Gu who was opposite him suddenly spoke.

"You came to my room just to show me the name of the note, and then take a chair to send messages to others?"

Yan Suizhi raised his head, and saw that Gu Yan's face was covered with frost and snow from the glass of mint water, and his words seemed to be throwing ice picks.

Hmm...it seems even more unhappy.

It was not the first time Yan Suizhi had seen this kind of reaction, and he could see through the other party's psychology at a glance.This has always been defined by him as a petty rivalry among young students, not serious, kind and funny.But tonight was a little different.

He suddenly realized that the so-called "students' little thoughts" over the years were all seen in Gu Yan.

Or... It just so happens that Gu Yan's subtle emotions and thoughts will always be noticed by him.

But now is not the time to be distracted, because the person opposite is about to turn into a mint ice sculpture.

The corner of Yan Suizhi's mouth couldn't help but curled up. He faced Gu Yan's cold gaze, exercising his lifelong coaxing skills, brought up an interface on the holographic screen, tapped a line of words with his good-looking fingers and pressed send.

The tail ring on Gu Yan's little finger immediately vibrated twice.

He moved his fingers expressionlessly, and as soon as he called up the holographic screen, a new message popped up.

-This classmate in a shirt, don't pull your face, just smile?

Gu Yan raised his eyes.

Yan Suizhi waggled his fingers wearing the smartphone, "I can also occupy the chair and send you messages."

For a moment, Gu Yan didn't speak, but after looking at Yan Suizhi for a moment, he suddenly glanced away and glanced out of the window, and he turned his gaze back after a while.

Yan Suizhi simply coaxed people to the end, changed the "small-minded peppermint essence" in the communication to "magnanimous peppermint essence", then turned the holographic screen, and stretched it out in front of Gu Yan for him to take a look, "The name of the note is also I changed it for you, is that okay?"

"..."

Gu Yan was expressionless.

"It doesn't seem to work." Yan Suizhi nodded pretending to suddenly realize, moved his fingers and typed two words, and stretched out again.

This time, he didn't mess around anymore and changed to the most serious "Gu Yan".

The cursor on the renamed interface is still flashing, and the confirmation button has not been pressed yet. Professor Yanda seems to want to emphasize his sincerity, and intends to click "Confirm" in the witness of Student Gu's eyes.

This kind of note is very serious, just like the few contact notes in the background address book, it is just the simplest and polite name, without any ridicule.

Gu Yan's eyes fell on the screen, but there was still no emotion on his face.

After a while, he raised his hand to sweep.The holographic screen sensed the movement of the finger and put it away, and the translucent screen with the text disappeared instantly, and there was no occlusion between the two of them.

"Don't be too busy, I don't have any emotional problems, I just feel that I drank too much alcohol, and it's not against you."

Maybe the description of "lost temper" was a little uncomfortable for Gu Yan, so he finally changed it.

He turned his eyes away, looked at the city lights outside which never faded, and said, "I'll just wake up as soon as I get sober, so there's no need to waste so much time."

His tone was as usual, extremely calm, with a hint of coldness in his calmness.But the floor-to-ceiling glass vaguely reflected his slightly frowning brows.

That expression only lasted for a moment, and soon his complexion returned to normal.When he turned his face back, his tone changed into the usual lukewarm state, "I have already experienced your superb technique of coaxing people, is there anything else?"

Yan Suizhi: "...It's gone."

"Go back to sleep."

Gu Yan categorically ran towards the door and raised his chin, the meaning of seeing off the guests was very obvious.

Yan Suizhi was a little dumbfounded.

He leaned back in the chair and hesitated for a moment, as if he had something to say, but he couldn't find something to say after pondering for a while, and finally just shook his head angrily, stood up and said, "Okay, then I'll go back. "

Yan Suizhi opened the door.

Gu Yan stood next to the controller, his hand that was turning off the light paused for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at a certain point in the sky, and did not resume until he heard Yan Suizhi's unhurried steps walking out. He moved his finger and turned off the cold light used to "sober up".

No one slept soundly that night.

Maybe it was the influence of the bottle of wine in the cherry orchard, maybe it was still worried about Gu Yan, Yan Suizhi had a long dream.

At the beginning of the dream, he returned to the residence of his youth, which was a huge single-family villa with exquisitely decorated gardens at the front and back.

He stood among the overgrown ivy in the backyard, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding a pen loosely.On the wooden stand in front of him was a drawing board, covered with a clear and white canvas.

The afternoon sun jumps on the soft petals, and the gentle wind is wrapped in the distant singing of birds.

As soon as he wrote a few strokes on the canvas, there was a rustling sound from the branches behind him.

Who?

He glanced back, and saw a very temperamental middle-aged woman walking towards him with a holographic mini camera, with one eye squinted and a smile on the corner of her mouth. He, "This year's birthday video, what do you want to say?"

Yan Suizhi looked at her for a long time, from the beautiful little mole at the corner of her eye to the faint one-sided dimple when she smiled, he looked at everything carefully.

For some reason, he rarely dreams, but every time he can't get out of these scenes, every time he starts from this scene, he will clearly realize that he is in a dream.

He clearly knew that these were dreams, scenes from the past, long-lost, and never seen again.

Then he would always try his best to calm himself down a bit more, so as not to escape from the dream in the disturbance...

He looked at the woman for a long time, and wanted to call her, but in his dream, he always opened his mouth with another sentence, "Want to record another video? What are you talking about... Happy birthday to me?"

The woman worried half-truthfully: "There are no words here? What to do, this is your 14th birthday, and you have to record about 180 in the future, from the young handsome guy, to the big handsome guy, and then to your old man. Already, I might be recording a bald head..."

In the dream, Yan Suizhi lazily replied, "Your son is going to be really bald when he gets old, and you are the one who is crying."

The pen in his hand didn't stop, but most of them were color blocks, which hadn't formed yet.

The woman patted the canvas with great interest, then turned the camera to her son's face and asked, "What did you paint?"

Yan Suizhi raised his finger to a flower branch not far away, "That branch of hibiscus."

After finishing speaking, he muttered again in a low voice: "You always stare at it and trim it, maybe one day it will be cut to death, I will draw it as a souvenir for you first."

"Unlucky boy, nonsense." The woman patted the back of his head angrily.

"I'm going to take pictures of your dad." Seeing the hibiscus flowers on the canvas gradually taking shape, she bent her eyes, not intending to continue disturbing the painting boy, and turned to leave.

Yan Suizhi tilted his head and raised his chin, looking at her: "It's my birthday, and you didn't say anything?"

The woman chuckled, stretched out her hand and pinched his face, "I'm afraid I'll disturb your drawing, I wish my son a happy birthday..."

She smiled more tenderly than the bright hibiscus flower in the painting: "My father and I hope that you will always be carefree, without suffering any pain, without special growth, without understanding those complicated and contradictory things, and without doing anything. What annoying choices, happy long life, always someone to say good morning and good night to you."

This is the 14th time she said such a blessing, and Yan Sui would have recited it long ago.But every time he listened to it like the first time, he set up an easel, listened to her patiently and earnestly, then waved his hands and said lazily: "Don't worry, I will live like this."

……

The woman left the back garden with the camera in hand, Yan Suizhi watched her figure disappear into the villa, and the familiar carved door leading to the garden slowly closed in front of his eyes.

When he turned his head again, even the overgrown ivy, rose and hibiscus were gone, as if a hand had muddied a pool of water.

The original canvas and wooden frame became Gu Yan leaning on the balcony railing, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and the ice cubes crackled on the side of the glass lightly, he took a sip, narrowed his eyes slightly to see Looking at the mottled lights outside the balcony.

Yan Suizhi was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he was already leaning against the railing beside him, holding a glass of ice wine in his hand, and said, "Graduation in a few months, right?"

Gu Yan: "Yes."

"How do you feel?" Yan Suizhi asked him with a smile.

Gu Yan was silent for a while, then turned his head, raised his glass to Yan Suizhi, and said calmly, "Happy birthday."

……

Yan Suizhi woke up in the sound of blessings that could not be seen as "happy" at all. When he opened his eyes in the morning, he was very angry after getting up for a long time.

Couldn't tell if it was because of two interrupted dreams or something else, but he didn't speak much that day.

George Manson has woken up, which may be more meaningful to them than who the murderer is. Yan Suizhi left another note and the contact information of Zhigeng Welfare Hospital. That's the end of the matter.

If there is any development in the future, there is a live body information station like Young Master Qiao, so I am not afraid that I will not hear it.

The two sat on the shuttle for more than ten hours and landed at the port of Decama in the early morning.

They originally planned to go directly to the Southern Cross Law Firm, but they changed their minds temporarily because Gu Yan received a communication after landing. The communication came from an Ivy Hospital in Decama——

"Lawyer Gu? Hello, I'm a doctor at Ivy Hospital. Master Qiao had contacted me before and asked me to help prepare a private genetic test." The other party explained.

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing, "It's me, ready?"

"Yes, the whole process is private and not connected to the data network. You can rest assured." The other party said, "If it is convenient for you, you can come here now. I will tell you the usage and numerical judgment criteria, and you can test it yourself."

Gu Yan: "Okay, thank you."

"Going on a business trip again?" Yan Suizhi asked subconsciously without hearing the content of the conversation.

Gu Yan hung up the communication and said, "I asked Qiao to do me a favor before."

Yan Suizhi froze for a moment, then remembered.When leaving Yaba Island, Qiao seemed to have mentioned Gu Yan to ask him to help.But it seems that there is not one, but two...

But Yan Suizhi didn't correct Gu Yan's statement, he said "hmm" and said, "What's the matter?"

"I think you need to test how long the genetic modification can last." Gu Yan said.