Mrs. Wen cried for half an hour, tired of crying, hoarse from crying, and sat on the sofa in the office with a haggard face, as if she had aged a lot all of a sudden.

Her head was down, her long, messy hair falling down, and tears rolling down her chin.

On a winter night, it was extremely cold, the temperature of the air conditioning in the police station was not high, and his legs and feet were numb after sitting for a while, Wen Xili took a cup of hot water from the drinking fountain, walked over and handed it to his mother.

"Drink this glass of water, and you can go home with the driver." Wen Xili said to her, "If you sit down again, you will catch a cold." ”

Mrs. Wen slowly raised her head, her eyes were already swollen, red, like two walnuts, and asked him hoarsely, "What about you?" ”

Wen Xili stood in front of her, his face sinking like water in the twilight, his snow-white face, calm and cool in the light. Wen Xili lit a cigarette and calmed his emotions with nicotine: "Wait for news." ”

A large tear fell from Mrs. Wen's eyes, her hands and feet were already frozen unconscious, and she couldn't absorb her body temperature while holding Wen Xili's cup of hot water.

That Han Ping, who has been an outlaw since he was a child, came out to take revenge this time, even if the ginger wine can be recovered, is it still complete?

Could it be, already ......

Mrs. Wen's tears dripped into the water glass, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and she lowered her head and cried hoarsely: "How could wine and wine encounter such a thing......"

Wen Xili was afraid that she would really cry, so she made a phone call to the Wen family's housekeeper and asked him to bring a coat and a warm baby to pick her up.

He probably didn't have the energy to take care of a sick woman now.

*

Forty-five minutes later, Mrs. Wen was put in the car.

Wen Xili stood at the door of the police station, watching his mother get into the car safely, and then slowly turned around and sat back on the sofa.

He lit a cigarette, thinking about the way Mrs. Wen held his hand before leaving, and slowly sank his eyes.

……

"Xili," he suddenly heard ginger call his name.

He looked up and saw that Jiang Jiu had already put on her dress and painted her makeup, she ran to him and grabbed his hand, pouted at him, and complained, "Ask you if you look good, why did you fall asleep?" ”

Wen Xili looked at her safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the sofa, and grabbed her hand with his backhand, "It's good-looking." ”

"Why do you look weird?" Jiang Jiu stood on tiptoe, looked at his face, and suddenly kissed him on the lips, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Had a nightmare." Wen Xili grabbed her slender waist, and his palm touched the texture of the lace of the dress, and he suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Why are you waiting?" ”

"I'll go to the wedding ceremony at half past six and the moon." Jiang Jiu smiled at him and tilted his head to look at him, "Do you want to go?" ”

The familiar conversation made him realize something at once, and he grabbed her arm and ordered in a deep voice: "Don't go!" ”

The delicate body in his arms sank suddenly, and he subconsciously hugged it, watching Jiang Jiu bleed and shattered into corpses in front of him.

The palm of her hand was cold, and it was her dark red blood that had solidified.

……

Wen Xili woke up from the nightmare in an instant, his heart beat like thunder, and he sat on the sofa for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses.

The cold water dripping from the old air conditioner fell on the palm of his hand, and his right hand was already frozen unconscious.

Outside the door, the morning light was slightly dewed, Wen Xili closed his eyes slightly, the afterglow of the nightmare had not faded, and he slowly took a breath of the cold chill in the air.

Ginger wine, has been missing all night.

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