"Why you?" Qing Huan stood there under the scorching sun and asked him in a very calm tone.

Song Hai sighed, stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder, and whispered, "Let's get in the car first, and then let's get out of here." ”

"I asked why it was you!" Qing Huan suddenly shuddered, opened his hand, and tears burst out of his eyes, "What about Chen Yidong, why didn't he come?"

"Let's get in the car and talk about it, okay?" Song Hai grabbed her shoulder again, trying to reassure, "This is not the place to talk......

"You tell me now," she interrupted him sharply with tears streaming down her eyes, and opened his hand again, "Chen Yidong, where did he go? Why didn't he come? Why are you not his ......?"

"Qing Huan, calm down!" Song Hai's face was pale, and his jaw twitched forged, "You go with me first, and I'll explain everything to you slowly, okay?"

"I'm not leaving...... You tell me now. Qing Huan raised his head, as if he had noticed something in his heart, and stared at him deadly, "Tell me, what happened? Why didn't he come?"

Song Hai looked at her and was silent for a few seconds before he said in a cold voice: "Chen Yidong, he won't come, no one can contact him now, all the news about him has been blocked, and we have no way to investigate at all." ”

Qing Huan was stunned, his eyes were out of focus, as if he didn't understand his words, and muttered: "What do you mean by not being able to get in touch? What is the news blocked? Did something happen to him?"

Song Hai looked at her with complicated eyes, a little unbearable, but still said softly: "No, nothing happened to him, he was just protected by his family, and the Chen family thinks that he is not suitable to come out on the cusp of this kind of limelight." ”

In an instant, Qing Huan's heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade, and he was unconscious in pain.

No, she didn't believe it, she didn't believe that Chen Yidong would be such a person, he would not care about her life or death because he wanted to protect himself, Qing Huan felt that he had been torn apart, his tears were no longer uncontrollable, he took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, and stubbornly dialed the number over and over again, but the cold voice came from the other end of the phone: The number you dialed has been turned off, please dial again later.

She finally couldn't help it, squatted on the ground with her phone in her hand and cried.

Song Hai stood aside silently, and when she had vented enough and cried so much that she couldn't cry anymore, she slowly squatted down and wiped away her tears and sweat with a tissue.

On the way back to the city, Qing Huan curled up in the back seat of the car with his legs in his arms, staring straight out of the window, and after a long while, he said blankly: "Did you help me get out of it?"

Song Hai was silent for a moment, and then nodded, "After you had an accident, the news reached your parents, they were in a hurry, so they called me in a hurry, and after I learned about the specific situation, I found a lawyer to go to the procuratorate to ask, originally said that your case is very tricky, and it is unlikely that you will get rid of the crime, maybe it is also your luck, the day before yesterday, Ning Qiulu surrendered in Hong Kong, she took all the charges, and admitted that she and Mo He deliberately framed you." And took the initiative to hand over the transferred public funds to ......"

"Did you only catch her?" Qing Huan turned his head to look at him and asked lightly.

She originally provided a place for Mo He to hide, but by the time the police passed, there was no one there, and it was estimated that she had fled after receiving the news first. ”

Qing Huan stopped talking, and leaned his head against the car window again, his expression was sluggish, and the whole person smelled of dead silence from the inside out.

Song Hai placed her in an apartment in the city, and then gave her the door lock code and the access card of the community, and said: "You can stay here for a while, rest and then make plans, there are basic daily necessities here, you can see what is missing later, you can go to the supermarket downstairs to buy, if you need help, call me." ”

Qing Huan stood in the center of the living room and did not move.

Song Hai sighed, put the access card on the coffee table next to him, and turned around to leave.

"Song Hai," she said suddenly, softly, "thank you this time." ”

Song Hai's body stiffened, and he didn't look back, just whispered, "Take good care of yourself." Then he opened the door and walked out.

When he was the only one left in the apartment, Qing Huan slowly slid down on the ground, and hot tears flowed out again...... She still lost in the end, lost again and had nothing, her heart, her emotions were hurt a thousand holes, she thought she had found the love of this life, but she didn't expect that it was just a misunderstanding of herself, she thought he loved her, but as everyone knows, he actually loves only himself.

In the evening, the clouds in the sky were heavy, the air was breathless, the humidity seemed to have reached its peak, and it was not yet 7 o'clock, the sky had already darkened, and everything was a sign of a rainstorm coming.

Song Hai pulled his tie a little irritably, drove on the elevated highway with difficulty, and thought about the phone call that the administrator of the apartment had just called him, saying that he hadn't seen Qing Huan go out for two days, nor had he seen her order any takeout, and no one had opened the doorbell when he rang the doorbell, so he was worried about whether something had happened to her alone inside, so he quickly called Song Hai.

Fortunately, he went to greet the floor manager when he left that day, and asked him to help him pay more attention to Qinghuan's dynamics, and if he found anything wrong, he must contact him.

It was less than three days before the call came.

Finally got down from the congested elevated highway, Song Hai rushed to the apartment at the fastest speed, and as soon as he entered the unit building, he saw the administrator worriedly greeted him, "Miss Gu went out two days ago, and bought some things, and then I never saw her go out again, I saw that she was not in good spirits when she went back that day, so I was a little worried, I rang the doorbell once in the morning, and once again in the afternoon, and no one answered the door." ”

"Okay, I see, thanks. Song Hai responded a little absentmindedly, and then took the elevator upstairs directly, and after pressing the password lock, he pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the house, he smelled a pungent smell of wine, he couldn't help frowning, covered his nose and turned on the light, but saw Qing Huan lying on the floor, not moving, and there were several wine bottles piled up beside him, including beer, red wine, and whiskey......

"Qing Huan, Qing Huan......" Song Hai walked up to her and pushed her shoulder.

"Don't touch me," Qing Huan opened his eyes and glanced at him, then grunted, and turned his head to close his eyes.

"Qinghuan, what are you doing with so much wine? Wake up. Song Hai was relieved to see that she could still open her eyes and speak, and she was angry that she had ruined her body like this, and her tone couldn't help but carry a hint of anger.

"Leave me alone......" Qing Huan seemed to hate people making trouble in his ear, and stretched out his hand and waved it in the air.

"What are you doing for me to get up and lie on the ground? Song Hai grabbed her hand and tried to pull her up.

"You let go of me," Qing Huan refused, breaking away from his hand, his two hands kept dancing in the air, "You don't care if I'm good or not, let me stay alone......"

"Do you want to stay alone, and then die of drunkenness?" Song Hai said in a cold voice, "For the sake of a man, you are willing to practice yourself like this? Without him in this world, you can't live, right?"

"Shut up!" Chen Yidong's three words seemed to poke at her most painful place, Qing Huan suddenly sat up and said sharply, "It's none of your business whether I can live or not, and I don't want to listen to you, you let me out." ”

Seeing her like this, Song Hai's temper suddenly came up, he gritted his teeth, vigorously pulled her out, and dragged her up the corridor. Qing Huan screamed on the floor, his nails scratching at the back of his hand, and he dragged her all the way into the bedroom, into the cloakroom, and in front of the giant dressing mirror.

He lifted her up from the ground and faced the mirror, "Take a good look, what the hell do you look like now?"

Qing Huan covered her eyes and didn't look at it, crying, struggling and tearing to escape, he pinched her waist from behind, pinched her chin and forced her to look in the mirror. In the mirror, her eyes are puffy, there is no trace of blood on her face, her hair is scattered, and there are marks left by red wine on her white shirt, which can be described as embarrassing.

"Look at it. You give me a good look!" Song Hai pinched her face and stared at her eyes in the mirror, "Is there anyone in this world who is worthy of you torturing yourself like this?" In addition to him, you still have parents and friends, for a person who doesn't care about you and doesn't care about you, how can you be worthy of someone who really cares about and cares about you?"

Qing Huan suddenly collapsed and cried: "You all said it simply, it was simple, but I was so sad, my heart really hurt, it hurt so much that I even felt that it was difficult to breathe, how can you understand this feeling, how can you know......"

She grabbed his hand and tried to break free again, but he turned her around, faced her head-on, gritted his teeth and said: "But you have no choice, no matter how painful or sad it is, you can only stay up, and wait for it to fade away, Gu Qinghuan, don't you still understand? No one can help you except yourself." If you give up on yourself, you're really ruined. ”

Qing Huan sat on the ground in a daze, then wailed and cried, and then climbed into bed alone and curled himself up into a small ball, buried his face in the pillow and continued to cry.

She knew that what Song Hai said was right, because of the same thing, she also said to Chen Xi not long ago, and she also responded like herself at that time, and now she can finally empathize, so she is even more heartbroken.

Qing Huan didn't know how long she cried, until her throat was hoarse, her tears were dry, and she couldn't cry anymore, and then she fell asleep in a daze.