Ling Li was stunned, and immediately asked Zhu Jinchuan: "What kind of gamble?" Is there anything else special about this case? ”

Zhu Jinchuan responded to her with an approving look.

"That's right," he said after a few seconds of silence, "the mystery of this case will not be clear for a while. You did a physical examination today and had your blood drawn, so you will rest and rest first, and when your physical condition is better, I will tell you in detail. ”

Ling Li originally wanted to say that he was in good health and could discuss the case, but when he noticed that Zhu Jinchuan had been looking at his watch, he understood that he should have other things, so he said goodbye knowingly.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhu Jinchuan to answer the phone and go out again.

Before getting off work at five o'clock, Ling Li had already read the pages of the summary of the case in her hand several times, and saw that the margins of the paper had begun to be rolled up.

The VAM case has been handed over, and the case has just begun, and the client has not seen it, and there are no other matters that are too urgent to deal with.

The picture of the morning physical examination suddenly popped up in my head.

"Genetic defect screening ......" muttered the extra blood test item in his mouth, Ling Li was a little distracted.

This physical examination came too quickly and too strangely, and it was unreasonable to add an examination that should not appear in the routine physical examination items, listening to Lu Xiaoxiao's meaning, this seems to be Zhu Jinchuan's decision alone in a very short period of time, and she and Ma Lao were not consulted at all in advance.

Zhu Jinchuan never does things without a purpose, can he say that he has such an arrangement......

Suddenly she woke up again, and she quickly shook her head, interrupting her thoughts.

But psychological suggestion is often beyond the scope of self-control, and the more she doesn't let herself think in that direction, the more she can't help divergent thinking.

Ling Li hurriedly took out her mobile phone and began to read the news, novels and even gossip, watching everything that could be watched, wanting to divert her attention.

Fortunately, when she opened WeChat, she finally found something that could arouse her interest.

These days are so busy that my feet don't touch the ground, it seems that I haven't brushed the circle of friends for a long time, and I can't find anything to do at this time, so I can just take a look.

She doesn't have many friends, and she persistently posts news every day, except for a few who sell facial masks, a few who buy bird's nests, and a quirky one who sells her hometown's specialty sea duck eggs.

Everyone else has disappeared in silence, and it would be nice to have a little movement for ten days and eight months.

The long row of dynamics is almost all advertisements, interspersed with a message from Tian Daniu, who has not posted on Moments for 10,000 years.

Looking at the date, it was two days ago, and he posted a picture of a bull terrier with a blue nose and swollen face, with a paragraph: "Don't think of yourself as the Caucasus with little short legs, you didn't beat you badly enough last time?" Put on the dog's cage mouth, you haven't paid off the debt of my second dog. ”

Ling Li perked up. Although Tian Zhengyan's words are not long, the content seems to be very rich.

It's a second dog and what kind of Caucasus, and it deserves such a funny picture. Does this mean that a well-known lawyer who used to calculate Nan Zhiyi is now unlucky?

Before she could think about it carefully, she suddenly remembered the scene behind the gate that day.

What's the matter with her? Ling Li smiled bitterly, Nan Zhiyi is good or bad now, it is his own life.

Tian Zhengyan went out to fight the bad guys, and his little monster has now found a home, living with the Internet celebrity hot girl, hugging his neck and calling his brother, he is very happy.

Suddenly realizing the meanness of his words, Ling Li sighed, trying to get these distractions out of his head.

But just like just now, the more I didn't want to think about it, the more I couldn't help it, and my thoughts diverged to the horizon.

She endured and endured, but after all, she couldn't hold back, and the ghost almost clicked on Wei Wei's avatar in the address book and went directly to her photo album.

From the day she bought catnip by mistake, she immediately set Wei Wei to the permission state of not looking at her circle of friends, deliberately not watching her dynamics, and trying not to let herself be distracted in this matter.

However, after enduring it for seven whole days, this time it was broken, and I clicked in and only glanced at it, and I couldn't stop anymore.

Ling Li kept swiping her fingers until she had finished reading everything she had done these days or even a week ago.

Recently, Wei Wei has not sent too many messages, but his style has changed a lot all of a sudden.

Her previous Internet celebrity selfie style is completely gone, whether it is the selfie after the beautiful pictures she used to be keen on, or the photos with various side face silhouettes of Nan Zhiyi from time to time, none of them appeared.

Or landscapes, or plants, or animals, or even a paragraph that is not accompanied by a picture.

The most common ones are roses of various colors, with the flower language represented by flowers.

Yellow Rose, smiling and leaving; Black Rose, desperate love; June chrysanthemum, representing parting; Huang Narcissus, relive the ...... of love

One a day, or one for two or three days, the flowers seem to be strung together in her fluctuating mood.

There is no hypocrisy, but a little more sadness.

Ling Li chewed on those flower words repeatedly, and gradually understood what Wei Wei was expressing.

The last one to be posted was a day ago. The first is a smooth flower pot placed next to a stone path, and there seems to be a silhouette leaning against the shadow of a tree.

When the picture was enlarged and jumped in front of him, Ling Li opened his mouth wide and was stunned.

Inside the pots were a cage of plants she couldn't name, with white flowers and long, green branches that filled the eyes wantonly, taking up most of the picture.

The figure that occupies the right third of the picture is not the focus of the photo, and is even a little blurry and hazy. But the outline was clearly reflected in Ling Li's mind.

It was Nan Zhiyi's side face, he sat on the bench on the side of the road, looking at the book in his hand with his head slightly down.

His hair was a little long, covering most of his face, the arc of his chin was much softer than it was now, his face was white, his lips were light, and the appearance of sitting quietly seemed to make everything around him quiet with his every move.

On the lower right side of the picture is the date and location of the handwriting.

The date indicates that it was seven years ago in the summer, and as for the location, it is clearly written in Naples.

Could this be the day and place when Nan Zhiyi and Wei Wei first met?

Ling Li was a little overwhelmed, she didn't expect that she couldn't help it for a while, and she could actually break into the past of the two of them.

But I couldn't help but look at it again and again, especially the somewhat blurry silhouette.

It turned out that seven years ago, he turned out to be so good-looking. Qingxiu, with a slight coldness, sat quietly without speaking, as if the whole world would be quiet because of him.

No wonder Wei Wei is obsessed with him, lowering his figure and ignoring this person's unreliability, he has to get what he wants. His delicate and delicate appearance of a beautiful young man is indeed unforgettable.

Ling Li forcibly took her eyes off him and looked at another photo that had been posted together.

On the left side of the picture is a bunch of gardenias placed on the table, with dewy petals, wrapped in white lace and pale pink ribbons, and the ordinary flowers are set off delicately and beautifully.

On the right side of the picture, there is a man's hand. The slender and soft fingers seem to be Nan Zhiyi's hands, but they are not so similar, and it is not excluded that Wei Wei found a photo of the scene at random.

Thinking of the flower language corresponding to those roses just now, she suddenly had an idea, opened her mobile phone and clicked on Baidu, and found the flower language of gardenias.

Strong, eternal love, a lifetime of waiting......

And when she saw the words in the photo, it was like five thunderbolts.

"The past is no more, but the present is cherished. Thank you for loving a once, and I'm glad to have you along the way. ”

The answer is obvious, not to mention that at the bottom of the most circle of friends, there is a dazzling heart-shaped symbol and a simple "easy" word.

It's Nan Zhiyi, he liked.

Does the gardenia and the man's hand mean that the delicate packaging and shackles have been removed, the glitz is gone, and the only thing that has been precipitated and left behind is true love?

Wei Wei was desperate, standing on tiptoe and working hard, finally reaching what she wanted, and what about her?

If she deliberately didn't think about it after that night and avoided all possible opportunities to meet the two of them, behind this behavior was that she actually had a vague luck mentality, hoping that there would suddenly be a signal to tell her that what she saw that day was a misunderstanding.

But when everything was laid out in front of her, she was finally forced to face it.

Even if she had expected such an outcome, she could have imagined how she would react, but unexpectedly, once again, she underestimated the impact of this incident on her.

Her mood fell to the bottom, and she was about to cry when she saw it.

There was so much of the past between them that she didn't know and couldn't get involved in.

hesitated again and again, waited passively again and again, and waited until he really hugged others, and she was qualified to regret it once.

Is this a true portrayal of that sentence? Love is meeting the right person in the right place at the right time. She and Nan Zhiyi, no matter how you look at it, are wrong.

But who can she blame?

There is no early encounter, no one else is beautiful, no one else has a prominent family background, no one else has the courage to put aside everything and make a desperate bet, and there is no brazenness and means to obstruct and destroy between the two of them.

Ling Li tilted her head and blinked desperately to force the tears back, but no matter how long she suppressed it, as soon as she lowered her head, the tears rolled down uncontrollably.

"It's okay, don't cry." She hurriedly wiped away her tears and whispered a word.

She has been living humbly in this world for so long, what is the pain of being bitten by a mosquito like this?

When she got home half an hour later, the first thing she did was to put water in the shower.

Turn on the shower head, let the hot water pour down from the head, the warm water brushes her cheeks, like a pair of gentle hands, gently collect her tears.

I took this bath for more than an hour, so much so that I couldn't breathe when my mouth and nose were blocked by the hot air in the bathroom.

Wrapped in a bath towel and out of the shower, she wiped off the mist on the mirror and smiled at it.

All the melancholy vanished, and nothing seemed to have happened to her, except for a pair of slightly reddened eyes.