The weather in City A is always cloudy and changeable, and after a while, it is dark clouds.

When Su Mu came back, she saw Fang Miao holding the notebook quietly in a daze, her heart sank, and she still chose to walk over as if nothing happened.

"Lawyer Fang, I'm really sorry to let you go on a trip in person. ”

Fang Miao closed the notebook and turned her head to look at her a little, "I'm Suning's lawyer, and these are all things." She spoke stiffly, with an indiscernible inquiry in her eyes.

Su Mu glanced at her hurriedly, turned her head away, and then didn't dare to look at her directly.

"Let's go outside and talk. ”

"No need. Fang Miao refused almost immediately, and her expression was always flat.

The atmosphere became inexplicably solemn.

"She's called Su Xi, right?" Fang Miao saw the little girl playing in the living room through the crack in the door, and a little smile gradually rose on the corner of her mouth.

This smile faded after a long silence with Su Mu's silence.

"Since you did everything you could to heal her ears, you don't want her to hear about these bad old things. ”

The windows were open, and before the thunderstorm came, the wind blew and the whole body was cool.

Fang Miao didn't feel it at all, and rubbed the cowhide cover with her thumb, "Suning got the certificate with Zhou Yu five years ago, you must know about it." ”

It was a declarative sentence, and in just a few minutes, she had already guessed another story that happened between the three of them.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and I don't know if it was the white light at that moment or something else, which made Su Mu's eyes move.

"After the first-instance verdict came out, you actually supported Suning's continued appeal, but why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Every time Fang Miao asked a question, she actually had an answer, she took it step by step, she just wanted someone to speak by herself.

Really......

"Lawyer Fang guessed correctly. Su Mu finally looked at her, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "When Xiaoxi was born, the doctor said that she was born with a defect in her right ear, and I don't want my daughter to wear hearing aids for the rest of her life, so even if it is for Xiaoxi, even if I owe Zhou Yu in this life, I am willing." ”

Yes, who in this world stipulates that kindness must be repaid, but who is qualified to continue to extract the surplus value of others like a vampire?

How unfair!

"I know what Lawyer Fang is thinking, but is it useful to continue to appeal? In addition to wasting time and energy, can those two people be sentenced to death in the end?" Su Mu gradually raised her voice, widening her eyes that had become scarlet because of staying up late, such a look, Fang Miao did not have any deterrent effect, but just refreshed her cognition.

From the realization to the present, this woman, who has only been calm except for panic, has lost control for the first time.

Leave no room for loss of control!

"Since you can't, it's better to get a considerable amount of compensation, it's a hundred, how ......good it is," she smiled, her voice trembling faintly.

Fang Miao moved her lips, and just as she wanted to say something, the afterglow at the end of her eyes stopped when she glanced at the clarity in the crack in the door.

"Mom...... Sister lawyer, are you arguing?" asked the little girl, cringing as she pushed the door open a little more.

At this time, the two of them looked at each other, Fang Miao looked up at the ceiling to control her emotions, and Su Mu went outside to comfort the little girl.

"Mom was talking to my sister lawyer, and there was no quarrel. She stroked the girl's fleshy face and smiled reluctantly.

Children don't have so many eyes, so they naturally believe it.

"Ms. Sue. Fang Miao had a formulaic tone and was expressionless: "Suning's matter will have a result next week, I don't think it will be too bad, so be it, if you have any questions, call us directly, I'll go first." ”

Su Mu half-squatted at the junction of light and dark, and could only see half of her expression, which was sadness.

Fang Miao walked up to her as if nothing had happened, and stopped: "You must have read that diary, have you finished reading it?" If not, just read it." ”

After the words fell, she walked out of the house step by step, and when the door was closed, there was a "bang" that was neither light nor heavy, and it slammed on Su's mother's heart, and she trembled.

Suning said that after she met Zhou Yu, she finally stopped carrying everything alone like before, but after Zhou Yu's accident, she changed back to the way she was.

In her last diary, she mentioned that if the appeal had been successful, no matter what the outcome was, at least one of her obsessions would have been cut off by her mother's own hands, and if someone had been willing to pull her instead of pushing her into the fire pit a month ago, perhaps it would not be the situation it is now.

If......

She never blamed anyone, she just felt tired......

tired, after pretending to be strong but being defeated by reality again and again......

When I walked out of the gate of the community, there was a light rain in the sky.

Fang Miao drove aimlessly around the streets, his mind in turmoil.

People have a long way to go in this life, and it is common to make mistakes and make mistakes, but some people, after making mistakes, have no chance to turn back.

Light rain turned to thundershowers, and after a while, the pouring rain came overwhelmingly, accompanied by a thick fog that filled the sky, successfully obscuring the view of the way forward.

The red light gave birth to a vague outline in the night rain, the accelerator was not extinguished, and Fang Miao stared at the wiper in front of the window.

It wasn't until there was a whistle behind the car that she came back to her senses, stepped on the accelerator, and changed the destination on the map.

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City A, which has been hot for nearly 2 months, finally ushered in this long-lasting heavy rain, which did not stop for two hours.

Soggy and rainy days are especially boring, and for Yan Zheng, even more so than others.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Yan Zheng came back from overtime in a dull mood, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a person lying on the sofa on his back, and half a bottle of red wine was placed on the coffee table.

He squinted, took off his rain-soaked coat, and quietly approached.

Fang Miao, who was drunk, had red cheeks, half-open and half-closed lips, coupled with a pair of delicate eyebrows and eyes, the whole face was particularly charming under the light.

Yan Zheng's throat rolled unconsciously, and he reached out and tapped her eyebrows.

He came back from outside, his whole body was cold, and this light touch caused the drunken and sleeping man to snort twice, open his eyes slightly, I don't know if he could see him clearly, and closed it again in less than a second.

Yan Zheng rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, bent over and dragged her juniors and legs, and picked her up horizontally: "Send you back to the bedroom to sleep." ”

Xu was she heard it, and the faint "um" sound, and arched her head into the crook of his arm, and in her sleep, greedily enjoying the cold and indistinguishable temperature.

Pushing open the door, Yan Zheng put the person in his arms on the bed in the dark, fumbled to turn on the light in front of the bed, and just when he was about to get up and turn on the switch at the door, his wrist was wrapped in a scorching temperature.

Her eyes followed the direction from which the temperature came, and at this moment she was clutching herself with both hands, and she frowned at some point.

Yan Zheng sighed imperceptibly and sat on the edge of the bed.

Xu was accompanied by him, Fang Miao's brows gradually spread, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Yan Zheng was by her side like this, and the whole room was dim, so he dared to stare at her without scruples, and after watching it for a long time, his hands began to be uncontrollable.

He couldn't help but touch her soft little face, and the touch of his fingertips turned into sweetness, crawling densely into his heart.

Jiang Xingzhou said that a person like him is gentle and elegant on the surface, but in fact he harbors evil intentions; on the surface, he is silent, but in fact, when he opens his mouth, he has a poisonous tongue, and his words are not shocking and endless!

But what kind of person is this?

Is she the kind of person you like?

"Yan Zheng ......" The person who had been sleeping opened her mouth at this moment, and her voice was very soft and almost inaudible.

At that moment, Yan Zheng was like a child who was frightened by someone grabbing her pigtails, her heart was shocked, and the horror flashed in her eyes, and when she saw that her eyes were still closed, she calmed down a little.

Is...... Like a milky hairy boy......

"Is there me in your dreams?" he gently tucked the strands of hair that were about to cover the corners of her eyes behind her ears, and in the depths of the night, every word revealed the characteristics of a mature man's low voice, "If there is, it will be a good dream......

After finishing speaking, Yan Zheng lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

This smile is different from the "expression" on the face that is usually treated to others, but it comes from the bottom of my heart and is satisfied.

For a long time, Fang Miao didn't say anything more, but he never let go of his wrist, and someone who was not in a relaxed mood because of the weather also dissipated his fatigue in the peaceful time at this moment.

Yan Zheng loosened the neckline with one hand, and then began to unbutton the top two buttons of the shirt.

"Like you......"

As soon as he unbuttoned the second button, a low, soft voice reached his eardrums, and he forgot to react with the drunkenness of drunkenness or the charm of the night.

Yan Zheng's gaze returned to Fang Miao's face, she was still drunk and unconscious, as if the three words just now were just his hallucination.

In a trance, even time stood still, Yan Zheng was stunned, and the heart in his chest was beating restlessly, becoming more and more disorderly.

"Yan Zheng ......"

With an intoxicating drunkenness, she called him again.

Yan Zheng's eyes flashed, his heart moved, and he kissed her like this, kissing her slightly hot lips with the fragrance of wine.

It was the first time he had kissed her a little uncontrollably, and every movement seemed cautious, at first simply tracing the shape of her lips, holding the side of her cheek with his palm, guiding her to look up.

But gradually, the warning line that existed in my mind collapsed.

Forcefully and gently, he pushed away her lips and captured her lips.

The sound of the rain outside the window was fading away, and the cool smell was mixed in the air, and the people in the room were already distraught to the point of being out of control.

Yan Zheng's unprepared offensive forced Fang Miao to make a "hmm" sound, although his body shrank a little, but out of physical instinct, his two hands still groped up his neck.

When he stepped back from her lips, Fang Miao had already fallen asleep, and with steady breathing coming into her ears, Yan Zheng sighed lightly, flattened her body, and covered the quilt for her.

"I'm really defenseless......"

Looking at the ambiguous marks left on her lips, Yan Zheng couldn't help but sigh, but just looking at it, his throat was dry again, and he couldn't control it after all, he leaned over and gave her a long kiss on the forehead, and he didn't get up yet.

"Yan Zheng......" she whispered indistinctly, "You're there...... That's nice. ”

This time, she finally fell asleep completely.

Yan Zheng had mixed feelings, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper, and he sat quietly by the bed for a long time, making sure that she would have no more problems, before returning to his room.

The sequelae of the hangover was that he had a headache, Fang Miao got up from the bed, looked around the layout of the room, and finally determined that this was his bedroom.

"Well, I think I'm asleep in the living room, right?" she recalled, guessing seven or eight points.

His face flushed, he patted his cheeks violently, jumped in his heart, and hurriedly washed up and went downstairs.

As usual, there was freshly made breakfast on the table, and the man was still warming milk in the kitchen.

Fang Miao scratched his ears and cheeks and sat down, supporting his chin and quietly watching him busy, his broad back seemed to support all the burdens.

The days went by, and a week later, the verdict was officially announced.

After determining Suning's illness, she was finally sentenced to seven years in prison and sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment.

On the second day of admission, Fang Miao went to the hospital to see her accompanied by Yan Zheng.

The world of the mentally ill is very simple, even if it is painful, it is only for that one thing or a few people, but once they fall into pain, they will not be able to extricate themselves except for the sudden impact and transformation of memory.

There is a special place for patients to entertain in the hospital, and when the other patients go out to let off steam, Suning sits alone by the window and does what she often does.

"What has she been doing for the past two days...... When you're not feeling well?" Fang Miao asked the nurse behind her softly.

"The patient suddenly became very manic last night, took a tranquilizer and slept for a while and woke up, sat in bed all night and did not move, and looked for a drawing board to draw at dawn. ”

Fang Miao's breathing was unsteady, and after half a second of recovery, she walked away as if she had no intention.

Sensing her approach, Suning turned her head sensitively.

Recently, it has been mostly cloudy, and the dim and scattered sunlight shines through the leaves on the window, blurring her thin figure.

And such a calm is somewhat unreal......