Wen Yan rushed to the top floor with Qin Tezhu and a few waiters, they stopped outside a certain suite, Qin Tezhu quickly opened the door with a room card, and then, they all turned around and waited outside the door with their backs to the room.

Wen Yan was anxious and panicked, and the joints of his hand holding the crutches turned white.

And when he saw Shen Sihuan holding the black cat and sitting at the door of the toilet, his chest seemed to be piercing his heart with thousands of knives and arrows. She looked at him blankly, and the Wang in her arms was motionless and limp. The overflowing tears finally burst out of her eyes, and her mouth opened and closed, and she kept saying: "Help...... Save it......"

He took off his suit, draped it over her, covered her bare arms, and then, gently, took her into his arms, and hugged her for a long, long time......

Until the hem of his shirt was wet with tears, until she trembled and sobbed all over, until a faint moan came from inside......

Wen Yan's eyes froze, and his fierceness and killing intent flashed. He picked her up horizontally and sat her down on a low stool in the entryway. Then, with his fingers gently touching Wang's head, he leaned on his crutches and turned towards the back room.

He turned on all the lights, and saw that the room was in shambles, and his gaze became colder with each scan. Until he saw the man lying on the edge of the TV cabinet, covering his bleeding head and dying, the cold flashed, and a voice in his heart repeatedly shouted: "Kill him!" Kill him! Kill him!!! ”

He raised the crutches in his hand, the muscles of his arms bulged, and he was about to fall down, when a hoarse call sounded behind him: "Wen Yan!" At the same time, she hugged him with her cheeks against his back and her hands around his chest, "Don't! Wen Yan! No! ”

He kept his cane high, his whole body trembling, and a tear of heartbreak slowly slipped down. Finally, with a "bang", he threw down his crutches and turned around and hugged her, so hard and so tight, as if he was going to press her into his body in the next second.

……

Half an hour later.

Wen Yan stood at the door of the room and explained three things to Qin Tezhu:

"No one is allowed to spread tonight's events."

"All the information of that man Rao, give it to me before dawning."

"If anything, unify the voice, he was knocked out by me, it's none of her business."

Qin Tezhu nodded with a sad face and retreated silently.

Hey, what to do? I thought that if the cat was found, Mrs. would be happy. But now......

Wen Yan walked back to the room, and Shen Xihuan had just finished washing up and lay down on the bed.

By the floor-to-ceiling window, Meow Meow was lying on the ground in despair, occasionally "whining" a few times, and next to it, a ball of Wang, lying quietly in the bed. The moonlight is like frost, and the black hair is coated with a halo, so quiet and beautiful.

She blinked, tears wetting the pillow towel again.

Wen Yan knelt behind her, and the sound of the hair dryer working "whirring" came. She didn't move, leaving fine marks of wet hair on the sheets, like a glaring brand.

……

Late at night, she slept badly.

One would wake up trembling and startled, and the other would be confused and whispering, but no matter when, as long as she woke up, she could see him at first sight. With a soft gaze, he looked at her quietly, patting her arm gently.

She opened her eyes again, and the electronic clock on the bedside table showed 03:27, and he was still looking straight at her before he had fallen asleep......