Chapter 8: Soul Recovery
"You don't have to be afraid," seeing her standing still, Xu Xing comforted, "I'm in the back room, and I won't let anything happen to you." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Don't worry, I'm already a veteran of a hundred battles," Wu Xi winked at him and walked quickly to the window.
Downstairs, a flat area facing the windowsill was surrounded by a cordon, and even though it was night, dark blood stains could still be seen on it that had not yet been cleared. Wu Xi was in a trance for a while, she was still sitting in front of this window and chatting with Zhou Papi during the day today, but at night she was waiting for her soul in the same place, although the world is impermanent, but will life really be so fragile?
The ground in the cordon gradually became blurred, as if there was a layer of mist shrouded in it, Wu Xi rubbed his eyes, only to find that a faint shadow appeared on it: Zhou Yan looked no different from when she was alive, but her body looked soft, as if she had been beaten hard by something. Wu Xi stared intently downstairs, trying to see any clues from her demeanor.
Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly opened, she covered her chest and stood up suddenly, looking up at the window. This sudden action frightened Wu Xi into taking a few steps back, and when she returned to the window again, she found that Zhou Yan's soul was gone. Wu Xi panicked, she grabbed the windowsill with both hands, leaned out and looked back and forth, but downstairs returned to the way she was just now, as if the woman who was smashed into a puddle of mud had never come.
"Where did she go? It's impossible to just disappear. Wu Xi was about to retreat from the window with a full question, and at this moment, a pair of twisted arms stretched out from under the window and slowly held her face.
"Come and stay with me." Zhou Yan's head also stretched out, and the pair of black and hollow eyes almost touched Wu Xi's face.
Wu Xi's hands tightly clenched the edge of the windowsill, and the tremor in her voice was even clear to herself, "Who is it?" Who killed you? ”
He ......," she tilted her head a little to the right, looking timidly in the direction of the door.
Wu Xi turned his head following her eyes and found a black shadow flashing in front of the door, "Who is he?" She questioned Zhou Yan loudly, but she didn't expect her body to be crooked, and she was about to be pulled off the window.
A white light flew by, and Zhou Yan's hand let go, "It's him, it's him, no, it's not him......" She fell, and her pale face disappeared into the night.
"See who it is?" Xu Xing withdrew the Heavenly Escape Sword and looked at Wu Xi, who was pale.
"No, I only saw a figure," her eyes widened, "but Zhou Yan said something exactly the same as Sheng Yu." ”
"What?"
"It's not him."
Wu Xi was bored lying in front of the computer, looking at the continuous rain outside the house. This dripping spring rain has lasted for a week, and it has not stopped at all, stirring people's hearts into trouble. It has been a month since Zhou Papi's death, and the police have characterized the incident as a suicide, and she has found no other clues about the cause of her death except for the three words "not him", which have no effect.
There was a sudden commotion at the front desk of the office, and then the colleagues around Wu Xi all got up one after another, rushing towards the door like a tide.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?" She grabbed the nymphoac-like Tintin and asked curiously.
"You don't know? The employee forum has been posted for several days, and today Lu Yue is coming to us for an interview. After she finished speaking, she threw off Wu Xi and ran towards the door with everyone.
Wu Xi stood at the back of the crowd and stretched his neck on tiptoe, and sure enough, he saw Lu Yue walking into the door while greeting his colleagues in two lines. He was as handsome as ever, dressed casually, with his hair dyed chestnut and a peaked cap on top.
"Lu Yue, you are so handsome." A girl behind her couldn't help but exclaim, Lu Yue nodded at her in a friendly manner, and his gaze skimmed from Wu Xi and then turned back.
"Miss Wu," he took a few steps closer to her, "so you work here." ”
The eyes of others were all focused on Wu Xi's body at once, and there was envy, jealousy and surprise in it, but not to mention them, even Wu Xi herself felt strange, she just helped him relieve the siege at the press conference, and it was more than a month ago, I didn't expect him to remember himself, this man in the midst of thousands of flowers, shouldn't he have already learned the skill of not sticking to the leaves? How could you pay extra attention to her?
"What a coincidence." Wu Xi answered loudly, but what should he say next? She couldn't even think of it after racking her brains. Just when she stood there and didn't know how to respond, Zhang Ya happened to walk out of the elevator, "Xiaoyue, the time is almost up, let's go." Hearing this, Lu Yue smiled at Wu Xi, and then walked towards the multi-functional conference room inside.
"Hey, do you know him? Look at how well he knew you just now. Colleagues surrounded Wu Xi.
"I just did him a small favor during the interview." Wu Xi explained repeatedly, and then returned to his workstation as if he had fled.
Lu Yue's interview lasted until the afternoon, and Wu Xi did not leave the workstation half a step until he left, for fear of repeating the embarrassing encounter with him in the morning.
"How does the technical department do things? Can such a big mistake come out? How can we cooperate with others in the future? As soon as Lu Yue and his party were sent away, the director angrily slapped the table in the office, and it was difficult to hear the loud voice.
"It's true that there were some problems with the review......," the moderator of the interview whispered next to him.
"And you, aren't you just a brain? That's how the question was raised. ”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my mistake......" The host's voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.
Wu Xi leaned next to a colleague who was listening to each other, "Did something go wrong with the interview?" Why is the director so angry? ”
"You didn't watch the netizen interaction at the end of the interview? A netizen asked a particularly sharp question, but the technical department let the problem go without review, and our host didn't know if it was nervous or something else, so he relayed the problem to Lu Yue without reading it, and the scene was very unpleasant, and Zhang Ya almost turned his face on the spot. ”
"What's the problem?" Wu Xi's curiosity was completely suspended.
"That person said: Lu Yue, do you remember your famous black fan Zhou Peel, I heard that she jumped off the building and died a month ago."