On the road of life, everyone will be lost.

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"I didn't... Call.... ”

In the blood-red dream, Fang Qing, who dreamed that the judge sentenced her to formal imprisonment, couldn't help but wake up like that.

In the room with a slight vision, stretching out her hands from the futon, Fang Qing looked at it blankly for a long time, and finally rolled up the sky blue quilt, covered her face with her hands, and muttered blankly in her silent tears.

"I didn't kill him .... I didn't.... ”

"Mom... Nange.... ”

In the room where the whispered words echoed, the people in the dark recalled the past scenes, and after silent tears, Fang Qing struggled to get up and touch the phone placed in front of the computer desk, lingered for a long time, and finally dialed Chu Nange's phone.

She knew that there was something wrong with her emotions, she was afraid, she was afraid that if she continued like this, she would not be able to help but open the window and jump down.

But she didn't want to die, she was still attached to this hurried city, and missed her mother, who had worked hard to raise her.

So in the end, Fang Qing still chose to call Chu Nange, hoping to hear his voice and hope that he would save himself.

Because after the accident, except for Chu Nange and her mother, no one has ever looked for her, and those who spoke sweet words in the past have all disappeared into her world.

The woman who didn't dare to say anything to her mother flipped through the phone's address book, and finally only saw the name "L-Chu Nange".

Night, slightly cool.

Wind, gentle.

Chu Nange, who was lying in front of the computer desk, was in the middle of the water, and suddenly heard a burst of singing, which was the only song in his phone ringing.

If you have loved me a little,

Please don't recognize each other.

If you see that I am fate,

Keep your eyes closed.

If you hear the cry of my heart,

Please put away surprise.

Sleep quietly,

There is no need to comfort me to be emotional.

In the ringing of the phone, which was replaced a while earlier, Chu Nange woke up from a light sleep.

"Phew!"

In the sound of the cup falling to the ground and shattering, Chu Nange didn't look at the water flowing on the ground, picked up the phone and pushed it with his left hand, and said softly: "Xiaoqing? What's wrong?"

"No, I want to talk to you. ”

In the low voice on the other end of the phone, Chu Nange shook his head and said softly: "Well, yes, what do you want to talk about?"

"Do you believe I didn't kill him?"

"Well, believe it, don't think about it, Shuhuan is trying to figure out a way to do that, it's nothing. ”

"Hmm.... ”

Silence filled the room through the phone, and for a moment neither of them knew what to say, he didn't know what he could say, and she didn't know how to say everything.

Ding, ding, ding....

The wind chimes blown by the breeze rang like that, and on the other side of the phone, in the quiet and dark room, listening to the wind chimes from the phone, Fang Qing wiped the tears on her face and asked softly, "Is it okay for me to come to your house?"

"Well, now?"

"Hmm.... ”

"Then I'll pick you up, you wait. ”

"Hmm... Thank you, Nange. ”

Hurriedly swept away the fragments of the cup on the ground, closed the laptop computer that also displayed countless information, Chu Nange sighed softly, and dialed the phone of the taxi radio, found a midnight car, and went to Fang Qing's house.

Fang Qing and Chu Nange's homes are far apart, in a city, they are one end to the other, and no matter how fast the car is, it will take an hour away.

In the sound of singing in his ears, looking at the night in the dim light, looking at the deserted road, Chu Nange felt a burst of loneliness coming, in fact, he didn't know why he was lonely, but loneliness is just loneliness, there is no reason, there is no reason, some are just a result.

The days are long and the nights are short in March.

At four o'clock on the phone, when I arrived downstairs at Fang Qing's house, the sky was slightly white, the wind blew everything with the breath of spring, and under the building where the green trees were swaying, old people who had begun to have morning luck had already appeared, or people who hurried to take the first train to work.

The city is still constantly turning, endlessly turning, and people who are still busy going back and forth in order to live until they are old, so that they can stop and watch the city that is different every day like those old people who are in the morning.

It's a pity that there are very few such people, very few, because in the long years, when people are old, they are not far from death, or they are riddled with diseases, and it is rare to have a good stability.

"Nange. ”

Looking at the two people who walked out of the gate, Chu Nange smiled, and hurriedly greeted him: "Auntie, Xiaoqing." ”

"Nange.... ”

In a low voice, Chu Nange glanced at the woman who was still haggard, sighed lightly in his heart, and said to the other party: "Auntie, Xiaoqing and I are gone." ”

Fang Yue stood behind and looked at Fang Qing's back worriedly, nodded and said, "Well, let's go, call me if you have something." ”

Turning around and looking at her mother, Fang Qing nodded her head and said, "Mom... I'll be home later.... ”

"Mmmm, let's go out for a walk with Nange, and make a call if you don't come back. ”

Glancing at Fang Qing who was walking forward, Chu Nange nodded at Fang Yue and signaled that he would take care of it, then he stepped after Shang Qing and walked beside her silently.

"I'm dreaming.... ”

"Hmm.... ”

Fang Qing, who had been holding her hands tightly, broke the silence between the two.

Beside her, Chu Nange, who was wearing a gray T-shirt, cloth pants, and slippers, frowned, looked at the person who was subconsciously wiping his right hand, and continued softly: "Well, what dream?"

Chu Nange remembered that Chen Yutong had told him that Fang Qing's mental state seemed to be very unstable, and if he could, he would take her to see a psychiatrist, and if a mental instability was assessed there, it would also help the lawsuit.

"I dreamed of him... I dreamed that I was in jail.... ”

"But I didn't kill him, no.... ”

Glancing at Fang Qing, who was dressed in pure white dress, Chu Nange reached out and pulled out her right hand, held it in his palm and said softly: "Well, I know, don't be afraid, it's going to be fine, we've found a lot of loopholes to prove that you were just framed." ”

"Really...?"

"Well, trust me, it's fine. ”

Feeling the coldness and slight warmth coming from her right hand, Fang Qing's flustered heart finally felt a little warm, and the darkness in her heart finally had a little light, guiding her glimmer.

Stretched out his hand to wipe the silent tears on the face of the woman beside him, Chu Nange smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?" Let's go eat something? I remember that there is a restaurant here for breakfast, which is quite good. ”

Letting Chu Nange wipe the tears from his face, Fang Qing shook his head, just looked at the familiar but strange person blankly, and only said softly after a long time: "I want to eat the breakfast you made..." ”

"Well, let's go take the car, what do you want to eat?"

"Hmm.... ”

Among the old people who are traveling in the morning all around, in the city where the sun is rising, the noise has not yet risen.

On this day, the two who were separated were reunited.

In a city where fireworks are just a moment, in a city full of flowers, it is easy to separate and easy to get together.

But whether the outcome will be smooth or not is unknown, because everyone can get lost halfway.