Zhang Dayong fell into a state of madness, and Officer Liao hit him on both arms a few more times before he stopped.

Seven years ago, the little-known inside story was told by a murderer, and the shock can not be described in words.

Luo Xuan couldn't help but feel weak, and before her body fell, a pair of warm palms held her tightly.

"Be careful." Seeing her pale face, Gong Zheng couldn't help but feel distressed, and his slender body leaned forward, in a half-hugging posture.

"I'll leave the rest to Officer Liao, let's go first."

His voice was as soft as the breeze of the willows by the blue spring in March, extremely gentle and caring.

Luo Xuan didn't notice anything wrong, and said in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

Over the years, Gong Zheng has been thriving in a hospital in the city, and his family background is not bad, so he bought a white Chevrolet as a means of transportation.

The white Chevrolet drove past the slow speed strip at the entrance of the police station, and a black Maybach drove head-on, Gong Zheng stepped on the accelerator and subconsciously sped up.

One white and one black, passing by.

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Starbucks in a tranquil setting.

Gong Zheng's eyes were fixed on the coffee that had poured half a cup of sugar, the small silver spoon rotated and stirred, and the brown coffee stains seeped out of the rim of the cup, staining the plaid tablecloth on the table, raising his head, seeing Luo Xuan's eyes floating in the air, and his wandering appearance, he couldn't help but ask: "Luo Xuan, what are you thinking?" ”

"Huh? Ah......h

Luo Xuan's hand movement was too big, the hot coffee poured out, and a few drops fell on the back of her hand, and she subconsciously let out a painful sound.

There was a sound of dragging from the corner of the chair, Gong Zheng got up quickly, took out a soft handkerchief, and gently wiped off the few drops of coffee stains.

"Why haven't you seen you for four years, you still look like a fool with thick lines, and you can get hurt at every turn." Gong Zheng twisted his eyebrows and reprimanded, his tone slightly serious.

Seven years ago, Gong Zheng studied at the Department of Medicine of University B and interned at a hospital in the city by chance. And Luo Xuan was his first patient.

During Luo Xuan's hospitalization, he launched a love offensive against him, stalking him and doing everything. And his temperament is the kind of bad person who doesn't know how to reject others, so even if he knows that Lu Dao has her bad intentions, he can't completely refuse, and after a long time, he has developed a habit.

Gong Zheng always thought that he only had feelings for Luo Xuan as a patient, and only loved his sister, so he rejected her heart again and again, and finally, when she had to marry Yuchen because of the persecution of the Luo family, he realized that it was too late to regret it.

Recalling the past, Gong Zheng's mood was inevitably low.

"Gong Zheng, I don't have anything to do, I don't have to wipe it anymore." Luo Xuan felt that the aura between them was not quite right, and couldn't help but add: "I don't hurt." ”

Gong Zheng returned to his seat and sat down, his clear eyes flashing with a gloomy streamer.

Luo Xuan lowered his head and wiped it, pretending not to know.

Her actions undoubtedly sprinkled a handful of salt on Gong Zheng's wounds, and she came to her senses in pain.

"Are you thinking that Yuchen and the Yujia married you because of the kidnapping case seven years ago?" Gong Zheng wanted to divert her attention, so he told through the guess in her heart, but in fact, just now, he guessed it.

The action of wiping is a pause, and there is nothing to wipe in the first place.

The fingertips were deeply sunk into the handkerchief, Luo Xuan lowered his head, he couldn't see her expression, only heard her voice, and he wandered like a lost deer on the edge of the cliff.

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