The nurse helped Ning Bing'er with good medicine, and it didn't take long to go out, Ning Bing'er was lying on the bed alone and thinking about how to deal with things later?

Ning Bing'er thought of her father, was he still being abused, did he resist?

And then I thought about what the company has become now?

When she finally thought of Kang Yi, the light in her eyes became very dim, and she didn't know if this separation was the fuse for meeting six years later?

Thinking of this unbearable pain of lovesickness, Ning Bing'er leaned on the bed in frustration, closed her eyes in despair, and let tears continue to wash her face.

Crying was already the only way for her to release her grievances, she couldn't find a better way to make her easy, and the tears continued to flow uncontrollably, and she panicked about this uncertain future.

Thinking of the lingering with Kang Yi that night, Ning Bing'er couldn't help touching her little belly, and even hoped that Kang Yi's seeds would be planted in her stomach, giving her a glimmer of hope, enough to have a legitimate excuse to see him in the future.

While thinking about it, he happily touched his little belly, but the two lines of hot tears on his cheeks burst more quickly, and there was a completely uncontrollable uproar.

Five years, how many five years can a woman withstand consumption?

In these long years, who can say where their tomorrow is?

These uncertain factors will make a wandering heart have nowhere to put it, and even don't know if there is a place for it in the future?

The door opened again, and walked in with an elder's delicate face, which made it impossible to judge his age, as if it was a work of art created by an oil painting master, wearing a simple, unpretentious casual suit, his eyes were full of aura and confidence, and he exuded a shrewd and concise temperament, which looked like a vase in the police station.

The woman came in, did not speak, found a stool and sat in the corner, bowed her head coldly, took out the books that had been prepared long ago from her bag, and slowly began to look through them, without talking to anyone.

The sound of flipping through the book echoed in the room regularly, and Ning Bing'er, who interrupted her meditation, turned her head curiously to look at the woman opposite, and calmly began to observe this woman's words and deeds.

Ning Bing'er will always think of the vase, but it is more beautiful than the vase and a little more practical than the vase.

"What kind of book are you reading?" Ning Bing'er still didn't hold back, and spoke first.

The sound of flipping books is really noisy, which has interrupted her quiet life, and she even wants to chat with her, persuade this woman from the chat, and give herself a quiet environment.

This is Ning Bing'er's truest thoughts, she is not used to getting along with a strange woman, and she is even more reluctant to let a strange woman break into her world, her natural barrier will not be opened for anyone, nor will anyone easily approach.

"Criminal psychology. The woman's cold tone made people shudder when she heard it, and she didn't raise her head, as if she was snorting to make a sound, and she despised the questioner, and she couldn't hear any taste of willingness.

Interesting, this woman is colder than herself?

Ning Bing'er sneered in her heart, she didn't know if this woman was pretending to be cold or really cold, she suddenly lost interest, turned around, and lay down and fell asleep unwillingly.

Slowly, the sound of flipping through the book became smaller and smaller, and Ning Bing'er fell asleep, but she found someone approaching her in her sleep, and she opened her eyes vigilantly and found that this woman was helping her cover the quilt, and then covered the quilt in disgust and continued to sleep.

The days of no one caring about anyone passed day by day, and it was very peaceful in the recuperation, and no one bothered him. It seems that the world is still, there is no strife, no pain, no troubles consumed.

But who will come to me, who will know that I am here to recuperate?

How could it be!

In the end, Ning Bing'er lay in the hospital very calmly for fifteen days, and surprisingly quietly for fifteen days!

"Miss Ning, your injuries are almost healed, my task is complete, and I'm leaving. The woman looked at Ning Bing'er coldly and said lightly.

Hearing the woman who had been with her inexplicably for fifteen days, a trace of gratitude in Ning Bing'er's heart broke out again, and she said softly: "Thank you for taking care of you during this time." ”

A fair-skinned and beautiful slender little hand stretched out in front of the woman, and wanted to shake hands with her in a friendly way to thank her, Ning Bing'er's delicate face finally had a shallow smile on it, she no longer rejected and hated this unfamiliar face so much, and even felt that this face was very kind, this was the first time that Ning Bing'er took the initiative to show favor to a woman for so long.

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do. The woman also stretched out her beautiful little hand to shake hands with Ning Bing'er.

The four eyes looked at each other, there was more tenderness, more sincerity, and more gratitude in their eyes, and the freezing point between each other slowly melted.

The way women get along with women is very simple, exchanging secrets, or complaining about the dissatisfaction of life, and showing their own pain to make others laugh, which can invisibly shorten the distance between the two.

But Ning Bing'er's mode of getting along with women is a mode of getting along that is so silent that they ignore each other, respecting each other's way of life, not disturbing, not entangled, but asking, and calmly doing their part.

The sympathy between the same kind made them have a good impression of each other, and finally in exchange for a sincere smile from each other.

"Ning Bing'er!" Ning Bing'er said her name formally and sincerely for the first time, and there was no delicate eldest lady's temper in her tone, let alone the coldness that was so arrogant that she rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Mei Xue!" Mei Xue said her name simply and briskly, with more tenderness and joy in her eyes, smiling and nodding her head in good faith.

"Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion was commented. The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. Good name, good poetry, Mei Xue, I remember. Ning Bing'er said with a faint smile.

"Thank you, I'm leaving!Take care!" Mei Xue glanced at Ning Bing'er, there seemed to be some unknown deep meaning hidden in her eyes, but she didn't want to say anything, she lowered her head, and didn't want to show more.

It's just a look of dodging and concealment, Ning Bing'er immediately interpreted something different, but she won't stubbornly ask Mei Xue what she is hiding?

Watching Mei Xue slowly walk out of the room, Ning Bing'er thought that Mei Xue's attitude in the past two days was indeed a little strange, and she would go out for no reason and not come back for a long time, this is something that has never happened?

It is Mei Xue's responsibility as a personal guard not to leave, but she always goes out under the pretext of leaving Ning Bing'er alone in the ward, what is she doing?

Since Mei Xue's appearance, Bureau Liu has not come, and there has not been a phone call, has something big happened in the bureau?

This is the only most direct excuse that Ning Bing'er can think of in her heart, otherwise she can't find the reason why Mei Xue left for a long time?

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