Snowy nights are silent. The trees on both sides of the street supported the dry branches, and everything was so quiet, there were no pedestrians on the road, only the occasional engine sound of cars passing by.

The snow was beautiful, and in less than half an hour, the streets and alleys were covered in snow. On the sidewalk, the occasional passerby steps on the snow makes rows of footprints, much like a scene from a fairy tale.

Su Han sat alone on the steps at the entrance of the police station, her hands clasped on her knees, curled up, and stared blankly at the dreamy scene in front of her. With such a beautiful view, she could only sit here alone and watch, her heart was empty, and many pains could not be expressed.

The snowy night is so quiet, but her inner world is so noisy.

There were two voices arguing in her heart, an angel and a demon. Tian used a beautiful smile to persuade her to be optimistic and not to give up easily, and the demon revealed the most primitive fear in her heart again and again, telling her that it was all over, and that it was impossible for her and him.

Which voice should she trust, which one is what she desires the most? She can't read her own heart, her heart is so confused.

At this time, in the corridor of the police station, Wu Bing was approaching the door step by step with steady steps. In the empty corridor, there was only the sound of his footsteps.

Wu Bing raised his head and saw Su Han's back at a glance. Her figure was small, huddled alone in that little corner, looking helpless.

"You can accept this case and be Ji Jingyang's defense lawyer."

"Wu Bing, you should know very well that this is the only effort you can do now, as for other things, it is not for you and me to decide."

"If you really want to help Su Han, then go for it."

Di Xinglie's words seemed to be still echoing in his ears, and Wu Bing didn't immediately agree to him. But when he really saw Su Han, his heart suddenly became resolute.

As long as he can help Su Han, even if he wants to be young, he is willing to give it a go.

Wu Bing gently walked behind Su Han and stopped for a while. Su Han seemed to be in a daze, and she didn't even notice that he was already standing behind her.

"Go back, go find him." Wu Bing half-bent down and said to Su Han calmly, "Don't be in a daze here. ”

It's cold outside, and it's not an option for her to sit here alone. Wu Bing knew that Su Han wanted to escape, she didn't dare to face Ye Junxuan, afraid that he would murder her.

Su Han's gaze was still glazed, she didn't speak, and she didn't even turn around.

"You're pregnant with his child, and he's not going to do anything to you anyway." Wu Bing smiled at Su Han and continued to comfort her, "You have to believe in him, and you have to believe in yourself." ”

Wu Bing didn't want to see Su Han's lonely appearance. He wanted to share some of the fear and pain in her heart, but this matter was destined to be a grievance between her and Ye Junxuan, and he was just an outsider watching from the sidelines.

"I'm scared ......," Su Han hugged her knees tighter. She really wants to escape from this world, she doesn't want to face anyone or anything, just let her be quiet and away from all the hustle and bustle of the world.

Wu Bing didn't know how to comfort her. He felt her pain deeply, but what could he do? All he could do was defend her father and that's it. And the warmth she needs most in her heart, the man who can give her is not him.

If Ye Junxuan had failed Su Han and hadn't given her the love she needed, Wu Bing would never forgive this damn man for the rest of his life.

"It's always going to be faced. Are you going to sit here for the night? Wu Bing stared at the heavy snow on the street, his eyes full of worry. Even if Su Han doesn't think about himself, he should think about this child.

The man will come. Wu Bing had already told him that Su Han was at the police station.

"Wu Bing, thank you. Let me be alone for a while, thank you......" Su Han's voice was pale and weak, she actually didn't want to speak at all, she felt so tired.

Wu Bing took a deep breath, and the expression on his face became much more resolute: "Cheer up some baby." ”

He was still reassured. In her current situation, how can he leave with confidence? He won't leave unless he sees her smile again.

Su Han squeezed out a smile and nodded, "Hmm." ”

Seeing her curled up and hurt, Wu Bing's heart was also hurting.

"I'll help you, with all my might." Wu Bing's voice was very calm, and he said with determination, "Ji Jingyang's case will be taken over by me." ”

If it weren't for Di Xinglie's reminder, Wu Bing wouldn't have reacted. Yes, he has the ability to help her, and although he can't give her the love she needs, he can try to minimize the damage as much as possible.

He was glad that his profession was a lawyer, which made him qualified to be by her side.

Hearing Wu Bing's words, Su Han couldn't help but slowly turn his head and look at the man behind him with a grateful expression.

He always smiled at her when she was most helpless, and even when the whole world abandoned her, he was still willing to believe in her and be willing to stay by her side. What kind of emotion is this? Why did he spread his wide wings like an angel and guard this little her?

The last time she wanted to escape at the train station, it was Wu Bing who stopped her, so that she didn't miss the man she loved; And that time she fell into the water, everyone said that she fell into the water by herself, and only Wu Bing was willing to believe what she said.

She didn't even know who he was.

"Thank you." She didn't know what to say to him except thank you. Her vision had blurred, and his gentle face had distorted into nothingness.

He could have said "you're welcome" or something, but he didn't, and instead of his indifference, he turned away.

He just didn't want to be too enthusiastic, he was afraid that there would be pressure in her heart.

Su Han watched Wu Bing leave her step by step, and the words that he wanted to say suddenly choked up. If Wu Bing hadn't been by her side, she probably wouldn't have survived today.

She also once asked herself, what kind of emotion does she have for Wu Bing? They weren't friends with each other, and they even had a period of tension in their relationship. But when it all went away, she found that he was a nice man.

Maybe it has something to do with his profession, he always gives her a sense of rigor and responsibility. Although he seemed very slippery on the surface, he never disappointed her at every critical moment.

She suddenly felt that she owed him a lot.

At this time, there was a sound of brakes on the side of the road opposite the police station. I saw a blue Ferrari parked on the side of the road, and the shadow of the car looked so noble and elegant in the snowflakes flying in the sky.

A familiar figure stepped out of the car. He holds a transparent straight-handled umbrella and wears a black tweed coat, and his delicately cut trousers make his model-like legs look even more straight and slender. He is as tall and handsome as a gentleman, and no matter what the situation he finds himself in, his aura will always shock the surrounding street scene.

He stood on the other side of the road, the lonely figure, so silent and cold in the snowy night.

Su Han could see the gods. It was the man she loved dearly, and he appeared in her field of vision with the same grace as ever, but at this moment, his face seemed to have a different expression than before.

Vehicles come and go, and his figure disappears in the gaps.

They just stared at each other on both sides of the road, and neither of them spoke. Finally, he walked in her direction with steady steps. One step at a time, one step at a time, she felt like it was incomparably long.

She didn't dare to guess his heart, nor could she imagine what he would say to her. As he got closer, she was left with endless fear.

Will he be fierce to her? Will you want her? She was so scared that she didn't even dare to look up at him.

Finally, he stood in front of her and stopped less than a meter away from her. At such a close distance, even his heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Su Han's gaze became dim, and he didn't know where he had gone. She didn't dare to look at him, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, and he could hurt her at any moment.

She hated herself like this, and she was embarrassed.

Ye Junxuan held the transparent umbrella alone and stood in front of her for a long time. Seeing her pitiful appearance, his heart will still hurt very much, and he will still want to take care of her and protect her desperately.

How long has she been sitting here? Has it always been like this? The snow was falling so hard that she didn't even call him or tell him where she was.

Ye Junxuan squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold the umbrella, and subconsciously blocked the umbrella above Su Han.

Su Han was slightly stunned, in the moment she was in a trance just now, he was already so close to her. Was he concerned about her? He's still reluctant to give her up, right?

"How long have you waited?" The first sentence Ye Junxuan said turned out to be this sentence. He didn't ask her how long she had been sitting, but how long she had been waiting. In his consciousness, he believed that she was waiting for him.

Su Han shook his head and did not speak.

She didn't dare to say anything easily, she didn't even know what was going on in his heart. She always felt that his gaze was a little less doting and a little more indifferent.

"Have you seen Ji Jingyang?" With a low tone, the corners of Ye Junxuan's eyes became narrower.

He could have asked sensitive questions so directly. Su Han's gaze pulled away for a moment, and then nodded.

Why would he ask this question?

Ye Junxuan sighed, he closed his eyes, and he calmed down for a while. His heart was never quiet enough, and as long as he remembered this indisputable fact, he wanted to lose his temper.

"You don't want to go back with me today, send you home." His tone was cold, without the slightest tenderness.

Su Han was completely stunned.

His calm indifference was more ruthless than scolding her a thousand times, ten thousand times.