She had a shallow dream, in which she could still feel someone taking the cup from her hand.

The cup was about to hit the ground, and she was worried, but she didn't have the strength to help it up.

In the dream, she returned to Hanhong Middle School.

She is not the inferior and small appearance she had when she was in school, nor is she the one she is now.

Determined, convinced, astute, intelligent, beautiful.

When he approached her, she didn't have to run away from her.

When he looked at her, she didn't dare to look at her without a panic in her eyes.

Sunlight spills through the transparent glass windows to the desks,

With a girlish shyness on her face, she walked towards him generously.

…

It was a little over an hour after waking up again.

The phone in his pocket vibrated like a talisman.

She shook her groggy head and put her hand on her forehead.

I don't have a fever. How weak and dizzy.

Bring the phone to your ear. "Han Chengyu, what have you been calling!"

The unusual wheezing sound, which sounded like it was in great pain, spoke very softly, the kind of light that had no strength at all.

"Come to the law firm...... Bring some gauze. ”

Oops!

Something must have happened!!

She steadied herself and wanted to leave a note for Wu Zhenping, but then she remembered that she didn't bring her bag in the car, and naturally she didn't write it.

After a glance, there was no room in the room.

That's it, I'll talk about it later.

It's important to go to Han Chengyu first.

…

Han Chengyu returned to the law firm that served as his residence at night, turned into the corridor from the elevator, and found that his door was open and there was no light in the room shining through the crack in the door.

Xu Shanya? No. She would never enter his room without permission in her absence.

He slowed down his steps and leaned towards the door.

Then he took a deep breath, put his hand on the door, and slammed it out!

A tempting wind that belongs to the night blows in your face.

He clinged to the wall at the door and waited for a moment.

There was no sound in the house, and no one rushed out.

So he began to walk slowly into the room, leaving the door wide open.

The space of the room is very small, only two rooms large and small.

It was pitch black all around, but with the slightest light coming in through the window, it was enough to see whether there were outsiders in the house.

He had roughly confirmed that the room was empty.

About a thief.

He didn't turn on the light, but gradually walked inside, only to find that the window was open.

No wonder the wind blows when you open the door.

However, due to his cautious nature, he must check that the doors and windows are closed when he goes out.

Is this window a thief escaping from here?

He cautiously went to the window, and suddenly, a bright light flashed in front of his eyes, he subconsciously closed his eyes and stretched out his arm to protect his head, and a burst of pain hit him instantly.

Someone is hiding behind the curtains!

He hid himself under the cover of black and dark curtains, waiting for someone to come by.

The windows were deliberately opened to attract him, and of course to escape later.

After stabbing Han Chengyu, he used his strength to kick Han Chengyu in the knee, causing him to fall, and then held on to the window frame, dodged, and disappeared into the night.

Han Chengyu made a low, muffled voice due to the pain, and then slowly stood up with his other hand that had not been attacked to support the ground.

The man's strength was very great, and he wondered if his knee was broken, otherwise how could it hurt so much, and he couldn't bear the force at all.

Holding back the pain in his right hand and knee, he moved to the window and looked down from the third floor.

There was nothing on the road, pedestrians, vehicles, thieves, completely gone.

He took a deep breath and exhaled it calmly, then leaned against the wall, lifted his long legs with his hands, and slowly sat down on the floor.

His fingers touched the floor, the shirt with the cuffs rolled up was dyed red, and the blood was dripping down the knife on his forearm, one drop, two drops......

He looked down and raised the corners of his mouth with a wicked smile.

"That's not bad."

…

Che Songhe tentatively knocked on the door with the knuckle of one finger, and leaned his ear close to the door to distinguish the movement in the house.

In order to prevent danger in case of emergencies, when she went to the pharmacy to buy gauze, she made a special trip to buy a fruit knife at the convenience store next door.

At this moment, she knocked on the door with her left hand and held the knife behind her back with her right hand.

After a long time, no one responded, and she didn't dare shout.

It doesn't matter what the situation is.

As soon as she entered the door, she began to look for light switches on the left and right sides of the door, and the sudden light in the room made Han Chengyu tilt her head and close her eyes.

Che Songhe, who opened his mouth wide and stared at him with round eyes, saw him at first sight, because the white shirt dyed red was too eye-catching.

The red was a warning to all who saw that as it spread, that person's life would pass bit by bit.

"What are you doing there?" He said impatiently, "Come and call me." ”

She took two steps forward, then turned back to close the door and locked the safe.

"You, you......" she crouched next to him, "I seem to be able to speak quite energetically." ”

In addition to the shocking soaking on his clothes, the wound seemed to be bleeding less because he had found a small handkerchief or something like cotton cloth to press it.

"Don't you see, a little bit of a knife wound." He removed the handkerchief and showed her the wound.

Pulling out the gauze in her small bag and the saline solution that the clerk recommended to her, "How does this work?" Just bundle up? ”

"Bundle?" He glared at her. "Give me my phone, in my pants pocket."

"You, you...... I took my handkerchief, but I couldn't get the phone. "That being said, you have to do it quickly.

"Call Xu Shanya and ask her to find a doctor to stitch me a few stitches."

"Oh." She honestly did the work he needed.

After tossing, frightened and tired, she also leaned over him and sat down.

"Is there anything else you need me to do, young master?"

"You pressed my wounds, my hand cramped." His expression was flat, and he couldn't tell whether it was a deliberate trick or the truth, but his face was a little pale, and his lips and lips were also very pale and pale.

It's a difficult job. If you press it hard, you are afraid that it will hurt, and if you press it lightly, you will know if the blood will flow out suddenly.

It's scary, and I blame myself for not accumulating some common sense in life on weekdays. But then again, is this common sense? Who's bleeding and wounded at every turn.

"Hurry up." He looked at her helplessly.

She reached out and pressed the black-puffed handkerchief.

I don't know the extent of the force, and with worry, my hands tremble. She made up her mind, so she simply leaned sideways and pressed her two hands together.

He frowned and let out a long sigh of relief.

Affected by the position, her head was at his chin, and the only sight she could see was her neck. Either go down, the top, and then it's inconvenient for her to look.

It's awkward to always maintain a posture, so you can only look left and right.

Han Chengyu was resting with his eyes closed.

No matter how closely you look at it, the facial features are very similar to that of a girl, especially when you close your eyes. Otherwise, the deep glint in his eyes would neutralize some of the grace.

The skin is naturally white, the mouth is smaller than that of the average boy, and the lip color is pale red.

When you're not smiling, the corners of your mouth are slightly upturned and you're smiling.

The facial lines are very soft, and the most suitable for the characteristics of boys is the nose, which is tall and straight after all.