Chapter Seventy-Three: Disappointed
Coming out of the courtroom and standing at the top of the court's high steps, Ling Li looked at the sky that had been dyed golden by dusk, and exhaled slowly.
After the adjournment, the prosecutor surnamed Chen, who had always been very unfriendly, would take the initiative to walk up to her, first saying "I'm sorry", and then whispering "thank you".
What is he sorry for, Ling Li knows a little bit about it, it is nothing more than her family's business. As for what he was thanking for, Ling Li didn't have the strength to think clearly.
All her strength, after such a case, has been exhausted.
After finally doing everything she should have done, what she could do, and what she didn't even want to do in this case, what the verdict would be after that, whether it was the expected acquittal or the rejection of the complaint, she didn't have the energy to worry about it now.
The work has come to an end, and it is reasonable to say that it should be easier, but there is still no imaginary sense of relief.
She was a little stunned, and suddenly there were slow footsteps behind her, followed by Zhu Jinchuan's soothing voice: "Ling Li, I'll send you home." β
Ling Li turned around, and the corners of her mouth hooked into a smile: "No need, I still have something to do, and I won't go home now." β
Zhu Jinchuan's expression was calm, and he only squinted his eyes slightly, staring at her.
In the past, whenever he had such an expression, Ling Li would feel a little weak, and the most common reaction was to secretly look down to see if his clothes were wrong and provoked Zhu Jinchuan to dislike him.
However, now she didn't have the weakness or retreat of the past, and only looked back at him blankly, and the bright starlight in her eyes a few days ago was nowhere to be seen.
After all, he was still a little guilty, Zhu Jinchuan softened his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and then sighed: "I'm sorry, second sister, I did take advantage of you in this matter." β
Ling Li nodded lightly, and said softly: "I know." β
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and looked at the floor tiles: "Director Zhu, please don't call me second sister anymore, that's already in the past, and I don't want to be mentioned from time to time." β
Such a plain sentence made his heart a little sour, and his throat was blocked by some emotion, and a large paragraph of words that had been brewing before suddenly couldn't be spoken.
Unable to get Zhu Jinchuan's answer, Ling Li didn't care, turned his body to face him, straightened his back again, and bowed slightly: "Thank you Director Zhu, you have taught me a lot of things." It's just that my qualifications are really limited, and there are some things that I can't learn, so I'll let you down. But in the future, I don't dare to trouble you anymore. β
Hearing the "you" in her mouth again, the distance between the two of them, which was already getting closer, was gradually pulled away in an instant.
Zhu Jinchuan took a deep breath, and then sighed: "Ling Li, are you resigning with me?" β
Ling Li lowered her eyes and looked at her toes, nodding slightly: "I'll go first, I wish the director, I wish you a happy Spring Festival, goodbye." β
After saying that, she turned around and walked down the stairs, and the crisp sound of her boots stepping on the stone steps gradually faded away.
Silently watching her leave, Zhu Jinchuan pressed the corner of his forehead that was a little painful, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. As he expected, Ling Li was really angry, and, as usual, resigned as soon as he was angry.
The most important thing is that looking at her lifeless appearance just now, it seems that the blow she received this time is not small.
After obtaining the key evidence, Ling Li's final statement that he planned was actually as dispensable as chicken ribs.
I wish Jinchuan did not cancel this link, just because this is the best way to show the results of her hard work these days. Being able to complete such a link is very good for her to improve her self-confidence.
However, he missed one thing.
He thought that his mind was tenacious, calm and restrained, but it took him a night to make his previous decision, so how should Ling Li, who had just trusted him, feel like a fledgling?
Zhu Jinchuan raised his eyes to look at her back in the sunset, slender and straight, and the long shadows on the ground moved slowly, which made his eyes hurt a little.
There was even a moment when I wanted to catch up.
However, that step has never been taken. It was he who chose the shortcut and touched her scales, regretting such a meaningless thing, which would not help.
Moreover, the price of growth must be painful, life will not be merciful because you are pitiful, rather than self-pity and cowardice, it is better to have a complete pain, and never have to live in the past again.
It's just that the negative emotions brought to him by this unexpected accident seem to be much worse than imagined.
Standing in the cold wind for a long time, Zhu Jinchuan finally made a move, took out the phone and dialed a number.
After he finished the phone call and made arrangements, his somewhat stuffy heart finally became more comfortable.
He raised his eyes to look in the direction where Ling Li had disappeared, and muttered to himself, "In this way, it should be enough." β
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Ling Li walked on the edge of the street, listening to the whirring wind in her ears, such a clear and depressing chill, easily penetrated her somewhat thin coat, and soaked into the dark gray unwearable small suit, even if she had been walking, her hands and feet were stiff.
In particular, the cold and tidal air is poured into the nasal cavity and irritates the mucous membranes, and it really hurts to breathe in and out.
The Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are fewer people and cars in this city. The streets that used to be blocked during off-duty hours are no longer noisy at this time, and even a little deserted.
Suddenly, there was silence all around, and the air seemed to stop flowing, and it was no longer possible to see or hear.
Ling Li stood still for at least ten seconds, and gradually heard the sound of traffic and people again, and everything returned to normal.
She came to her senses, tightened her coat, and continued on her way.
For a long time, the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world just now seemed to follow her, always intruding on her.
That feeling can jump out at any moment, when looking at the white shirt on the balcony in the afternoon, when you find that your phone is quiet and there is not even a text message after oversleeping on the weekend, or even when you serve a dish to a family of three sitting at an open-air table in the noisy background......
Once this feeling hits, it is like ice water pouring down, the surroundings become silent, and she is the only one left in the world, and the loneliness and loneliness are unforgettable.
But following Zhu Jinchuan's whole person immersed in the case, this feeling was almost never done again, which made her think that she would no longer be bothered by that kind of overwhelming hallucination-like loneliness.
A wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. He is really naΓ―ve to the point of ridiculousness, he is quietly approaching these days, and the harshness, harshness, and inadvertent warmth that she has become accustomed to are illusions.
In fact, I should have understood a long time ago, with my penniless name, why should Zhu Jinchuan pay attention to her? How could he teach her what he had in his hands in vain? Naturally, that comes at a price.
There is not much he can use for him, and this last statement can be regarded as a compensation for his teachings and words and deeds these days.
Realizing that she was densely wrapped in negative emotions, she wanted to cheer up and break the shackles, but she could only say a dry "come on" with her fists clenched, and there was nothing else she could do.
In a moment's whesitation, the phone rang.
Ling Li took out the phone and looked at the caller ID of "Lu Xiaoxiao" on the mobile phone screen, she frowned slightly.
That night, Nan Zhiyi inadvertently said that Lu Xiaoxiao seemed to cry and ran away, these days she was busy with Qin Xinghai's case and had no time to take care of it, and she didn't go to the place, what is Lu Xiaoxiao's situation now, it seems that she should also care about it.
Thinking of this, she swiped her fingers over the call button, held the phone to her ear, and before she could speak, she heard Lu Xiaoxiao's hurried voice: "Xiao Lingzi, where are you?" Qu Jia, she's sober! β
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Sitting at Starbucks on the ground floor of the mall, Lu Xiaoxiao grabbed Ling Li's hand excitedly and told her about the sudden changes in Qu Jia's condition.
According to Lu Xiaoxiao, since Qu Jia was released on bail pending trial, Zhou Ze would go to see her almost every day, talk to her, talk about the happy times in the past, talk about Xiaoyuzi, even if Qu Jia suddenly fell ill and wanted to hurt someone, he would comfort her softly.
Over time, Qu Jia was quiet as long as he saw him, his emotions became more and more stable, and his consciousness gradually became sober, and he had already opened his mouth to talk to Zhou Ze about Xiaoyuzi yesterday, and he didn't lose control, but just cried very sadly.
And Lu Xiaoxiao learned the news, rushed to the hospital to confirm the situation, and when she learned that the dose of Qu Jia's medicine had gradually begun to decrease, she impatiently called Ling Li to report the good news.
Speaking of this, Lu Xiaoxiao stroked her long hair, with a relieved expression on her face: "Don't say it, Zhou Zeke is really a good man, he will never give up on Qu Jia, I was moved when I saw it, and I can't wait to pretend to be crazy to try which man is sincere to me." β
When she spoke, her expression was bright, and her eyes were shining, and it didn't look like she was seriously injured by Nan Zhiyi?
Ling Li hesitated for a long time, drank the vanilla Frappuccino in his hand, and finally asked in a tentative tone: "...... you and Teacher Nan?"
Before she finished speaking, Lu Xiaoxiao sank her face and slapped the table fiercely, with a warning look on her face: "Don't mention this person, mention it again!" β
Ling Li hurriedly lowered her head and honestly didn't speak, but a few seconds later, it was Lu Xiaoxiao who opened the conversation box and poured out the frustration she had suffered from Nan Zhiyi.
Nanda God has caused too many psychological traumas to her, and there are different tricks almost every day, changing the method to block her, so that her girl's heart that is about to explode will become fried pork liver every minute.
I can't remember my name, I can't remember my face, I don't understand the amorous feelings, I slammed the door and almost hit the tip of her nose when I took the lunch box, and other ordinary attacks, but there are two main things that hit Lu Xiaoxiao's enthusiasm the most.
The first thing is about Nan Zhiyi letting her pass at night one day. On the same day, Ling Li and Lu Xiaoxiao's shy and timid tone thought that something would happen that could not be described as inappropriate for children.
As a result, that night, Nan Zhiyi just handed her a set of books and a set of questions, all about elementary questions about botany, and asked her to study herself and not bother him with some low-level questions.
In the second case, Lu Xiaoxiao easily followed the teachings and finished the question sadly, Nan Zhiyi said that the child could be taught, and handed her a box the next day.
She thought it was something good, and was about to say thank you and accept it, but Nan Zhiyi opened it in front of her, and inside was a box of insect corpses.
This is what it means for her to recognize the Coleoptera insects herself, so as not to take up his precious time with inexplicable questions.
Miss Lu is not afraid of heaven and earth, except for Zhu Jinchuan, she is afraid of insects, sometimes the window is not closed tightly and a big moth comes in, which can make her climb onto the long table and scream.
It was at that time that she was scared to cry, and since then she has stopped thinking about domesticating Frankenstein and returned to mainstream society.