Chapter 332: Nightfall
It was night, in a dark silence, Ling Li woke up, her fingertips brushed a tear stain on the pillow, and her heart felt a slight pain.
Probably influenced by Tang Aoxue's case, during this time, she always dreamed that she walked through the long road, and dreamed that she experienced that death again.
Since that time I met Zhong Chengheng, because all her energy was gradually involved in Tang Aoxue's case, she has not tracked down the mystery in her heart for several days, so these dreams do not represent, they came to remind her of what should be done.
But she didn't completely leave it alone, and the notebook used to sort out the clues of the case was already filled with most of it, but she had no clue.
With the help of Nan Zhiyi and Zhong Zhuowen, the strength of the three of them can't make a breakthrough in the truth of the case, not to mention that she is a weak person.
Ling Li was suddenly stunned, and she didn't know how to think of the lipstick she picked up in Nanzhiyi's car during the day, and she remembered the doubts at that time.
How could Nan Zhiyi get involved with Zhong Zhuowen? Could it be that they are still investigating the case?
The thought just popped into her head, so she raised her right hand and gently patted her face: "Add drama to yourself again." β
Ling Li took a deep breath and once again warned herself that if she wanted to completely get out of this unrequited love that ended without a problem, the first thing she had to change was that she was used to interpreting Nan Zhiyi's every move too much, and she wanted to have something to do with herself every time.
To put it nicely, this is called self-inflicted amorousness, and to put it ugly, this is a nymphomania.
After this toss, Ling Li was completely sleepy, got up, took the dark green notebook to the living room, and flipped through the pages.
Reading those words mixed with all kinds of pain in a claustrophobic space made her even more uncomfortable.
Ling Shuang heard the movement and came out with a thin knitted sweater: "Xiao Li, what's wrong?" β
Ling Li raised her head in a hurry, quickly closed the notebook in her hand, and hid the warehouse behind her.
Ling Shuang brought her a glass of water and handed it to her: "The lemonade I made a few days ago, you stay up late a lot, drink some fire and moisten your throat." β
Ling Li obediently took the cup, feeling the slight warmth brought by the warm cup wall, and the haze in her heart was also dispelled.
She answered Ling Shuang's question just now: "I don't have anything to do, I'm just a little worried about the trial." β
Ling Shuang listened to her about work, and the expression on her face was relieved, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
She waved her hand absently: "If you're worried about my case, just go to court casually, it's okay." β
Ling Li was a little surprised.
A few days ago, Ling Shuang was still not confident in this case, although she didn't say anything in front of her, but looking at the worry in her eyes from time to time, Ling Li knew that she was still a little afraid of going to court to face that scumbag after all.
Why did you change your mentality today? Didn't you believe her, so the jar was broken?
Ling Li took Ling Shuang's hand and expressed her attitude: "Sister Shuang, it's good that I'm busy with other cases these days, but I know it in my heart. This is a divorce case, and the judge has to hear in person that you want a divorce so you have to go to court, but I will never let that person hurt you again! β
As she spoke, she remembered what happened to Ling Shuang before, and for a moment she was angry and smashed her fist on the coffee table, and said hatefully: "If he dares to do anything to you again, I will let him be beaten all over the ground to find his teeth!" β
Ling Shuang was amused by her, and there was a small halo in her eyes. She raised her hand to brush off the bangs on Ling Li's forehead, and smiled: "Xiao Li, I didn't mean that." I also want to open it, the big deal is that the divorce is not allowed, he wants to drag it on, I just want to give birth to the child smoothly, what kind of money is the house, I don't care so much. In short, in the second half of my life, I will accompany my children, and my children will accompany me, and I will not come alone and go alone. β
Ling Li was a little anxious when she heard her say that she was lonely: "Sister Shuang, don't say that, if you meet a bad one, it doesn't mean that you will meet the same one in the future." You are so young, how can you say such depressing words? β
Ling Shuang met her worried eyes, and her heart felt warm.
She patted the back of Ling Li's hand and whispered, "I promise you, you will live a good life." I've been with you for a long time, and I see that you live in a hurry every day, but it's very fulfilling, I envy it, and I want to be like you in the future. Sister Shuang, I just woke up too late, and I have been fiddled with for so many years, and I can't compare to you as a lonely little girl. You come alone on days like that, and I will have children as my companion in the future, what's so scary? β
Ordinary words, but they touched the soft place in Ling Li's heart. The corners of her eyes were slightly moist, and she held Ling Shuang's hand tightly, her throat was a little choked, and she couldn't speak.
Ling Shuang saw that her eyes were red, and she was afraid that she would really cry, so she hurriedly changed the topic: "I saw the last time I went to Nanxi with you at noon today, what is that...... Teacher? β
Ling Li was stunned: "Teacher Nan? β
"Yes, yes, it's the surname Nan, this surname is rare, and the person is also thin, tall and like a bamboo pole, and it feels like a gust of wind can blow it away."
Ling Li laughed, and a trace of melancholy just vanished.
Ling Shuang's memory is simply speechless to ask the sky, for the first time, he didn't recognize others; This time, I forgot about the last time we met.
The most important thing is that last time, she also chatted with Wei Wei and Nan Zhiyi for a few words, and brought back a cabbage from Wei Wei's hand - cut into shreds mixed with green peppers, and fried for Ling Li to eat.
Ling Li held back her laughter, her eyes still contained the water that she hadn't cried just now, and she lengthened her voice: "Sister Shuang, you have been stupid for three years of pregnancy, and you are really in place." Didn't you still meet him and him at the door last timeβ"
She originally wanted to say the word wife, but she felt that it was inappropriate.
She paused for a moment, trying to find an appropriate title to put on Wei Wei, and after thinking for a few seconds, she finally found a suitable title: "-FiancΓ©e!" You've forgotten about people so quickly. β
"Huh?" As soon as Ling Shuang was told by her, she hesitated, "No, who are you talking about?" β
Seeing that Ling Shuang couldn't find the north, Ling Li suddenly burst out laughing.
Ling Shuang hurriedly covered her mouth: "Shhhh β
Ling Li's smile faded, took Ling Shuang's hand, and said, "I'm moving soon, and I won't be a neighbor soon." β
Ling Shuang blinked, and then there was some understanding expression: "Also, this place is not suitable for you to live as a girl." Now I'm causing trouble here, and when I'm gone, you'll inevitably be scared if you live alone in such a big house. β
Ling Li nodded, with a sigh: "With such a big house, I have to pay a month's property management fee, but a single apartment is suitable for me." β
Hearing the word single, Ling Shuang pursed the corners of her mouth and asked her, "In two months, you will be almost twenty-six, so you don't want to find one?" One person is not always the solution. β
Leng Buding was asked this question, Ling Li was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I have only started my work now, and I have someone to take advantage of the fact that I am young and have good opportunities, and I will work hard for a few years, and I will be stronger, which is better than anything else." β
Looking at Ling Li's seemingly resolute and seemingly fragile gaze, Ling Shuang moved her lips and didn't say anything after all.
At the same time, separated from Ling Li by two doors, in the lounge of 1801, Wei Wei looked up from the mobile game he was fighting for, rubbed his sour neck, and went to sleep contentedly.
Passing by the study, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall and thin shadow inside, and was shocked: "It's three o'clock, you haven't slept yet!" β
Nan Zhiyi glanced at her lightly: "The only thing that parasites and national pillars have in common is that they both sleep late, one works hard to waste life, and the other sacrifices his life to contribute to the country, so that parasites have room to survive." β
"Come less," Wei Wei grinned, "You seem to be working overtime every night when you come back from the imperial capital, but I haven't seen you produce any results?" I've heard your dean urge you to progress the project several times, what are you busy with? β
Nan Zhiyi paused in his hand, and closed the laptop in the next second: "You don't care." β
Wei Wei glanced at him: "I don't bother to care." β
After speaking, he glanced at his neck, raised his right hand, and a tube flew towards Nanzhiyi.
"I almost forgot, Thai grass cream, which specializes in treating mosquito bite allergies." After throwing things away, she yawned a lot, and she was too sleepy.
Nan Zhiyi reflexively raised his hand to take it, slightly empty eyes wanted to see what was written on the tube, and muttered for a long time: "This green poison is the same, can it really cure allergies?" Don't be like the comfrey cream you gave me last time, it's even more allergic when you apply it. β
Wei Wei looked at him, leaned on the handrail of the stairs and laughed: "Nan Daxia, you old farmer's heart lady's body, your skin is white and delicate, and spiders can leave traces when they crawl over, how did you survive in the wild?" β
His attention was still on the ointment, and he replied absentmindedly: "Fat girl, I think you can just take care of yourself and stop being an abandoned woman, and you will have less to worry about my affairs." β
Wei Wei was not annoyed, and held her cheeks full of curiosity: "Why did you eat today*?" Who messed with you? β
Nan Zhiyi lowered his head and studied how to prescribe the ointment, and replied casually: "No one, it's just that you hate it." β
Wei Wei knew it in her heart, and still smiled: "That's right, I'm just very annoying, but I think you're entering menopause early." Before I entered the door, I heard someone arguing with you in the hallway, could it be that our dear neighbor stepped on your tail? β
Hearing her talk about Ling Li, Nan Zhiyi's expression was extremely unnatural: "What kind of neighborhood does the dove occupy the magpie's nest, I am looking forward to the day when Lao Tian comes back, and when I open the door, I see the little wildflower and the wild man she is hiding at home." β
Wei Wei saw it in his eyes, smiled meaningfully, and shook his head gently.
She didn't say much, ran upstairs in a few steps, suddenly turned around, and looked at him condescendingly: "Nan Zhiyi, is it interesting for you to deceive yourself like this?" β
Nan Zhiyi didn't answer, stood up and walked into the bathroom, leaving only her a back.
He opened the tube of ointment, sniffed the ointment carefully, and when he could discern the faint mint fragrance in it, he hesitated to apply it to the allergic area below the collarbone.
The feeling of pain mixed with itching was gradually replaced by a cool feeling, and his heart, which had been a little bored all day, also calmed down.
But is it really just because of allergies that you can't calm down?
Nan Zhiyi raised his chin slightly, looked at the obviously haggard face in the mirror, and smiled bitterly.
Patience is very hard, but fortunately, the matter at hand will have results soon.
After doing this, he went back to the imperial capital, where there were still people and things waiting for him.