"I'll stay for a few more weeks at most, Mom, just rest assured." Su Wuxi packed a ticket for Sun Ningxia, "In short, I won't lose weight." ”

Sun Ningxia listened to her determined tone, doubted her beliefs, and hung up the phone directly after chatting with her for a few more words.

The matter of taking turns to cook the meal is arranged by the female bodyguard alone, and the general division of labor is carried out, and the dinner is settled.

Su Wuxi stayed in the room as usual after dinner, she didn't relax at all about the medicinal herbs on the table, and proofread them one by one, for fear that if there was a problem, the whole medicine would be ruined.

The mobile phone was casually left next to her, and the black screen reflected the dim light, and then reflected on Su Wuxi is face, soft and a little warm.

The state of tranquility did not last long, and after Su Wuxi disposed of the medicinal herbs in his hand, the familiar bell rang, and a gentle light music echoed in his ears.

"He called." She doesn't have to look at the flickering phone screen at all, just listen to the ringtone and she can know who it is, because this one is the most unique.

"It's me." Luo Chen's voice was ethereal and thorough, but there was a little impatience at this time.

Su Wuxi was so carried away by the joy of his phone call, he didn't notice his mixed emotions, the corners of his mouth rose to his heart, and the pear vortex on his cheeks loomed.

"How did you remember to call me?" Su Wuxi asked the person on the phone, "Do you miss me a little?" ”

"It's a little bit." On the other end of the phone, the young man's smile was shallow, and the voice of the reply was like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, which was particularly crisp and beautiful.

His heart suddenly turned into a puddle of water, Su Wuxi twisted for a while and couldn't come back, and slowly found a few words from the root of his teeth: "So when will you come back?" ”

She has always wanted to ask about this matter, but she couldn't contact her before, but this time it's much better, and she just has this time.

As soon as she spoke, her tone was unstoppable joy, and the girl's delicate and delicate thoughts were all hidden in the words, revealing that she was generally half put away.

Luo Chen's answer was not simple, he muttered to himself for a long time, only the sound of breathing was unchanged, long and thick.

Unable to get an answer, Su Wuxi's uneasy heart calmed down, and she was at a loss for what to do when she looked at the phone that was still warm a second ago.

The cold touch is cold to the heart.

"I won't stop talking." Luo Chen finally gave a very uncertain answer, "We'll just get in touch when the time comes." ”

His tone was a little perfunctory, and Su Wuxi was not interested in listening to it, and most of his thoughts about sharing the interesting stories around him were gone.

"Luo Chen......" Su Wuxi suddenly called out the name, not loud, but it was obvious in the dilapidated courtyard.

The other party didn't answer, and somehow there was a blank space, and it wasn't until a minute and thirty-eight seconds later that there were a few words that didn't match the afterword.

"I'm really not sure when I'll be back, but you have to take care of yourself." Luo Chen solemnly admonished.

Su Wuxi's eyes were deep, he looked down at the phone, and the page showing the call, without any pictures, a faint sadness spread in his heart.

She stared at the prosaic remarks and a series of good codes, each of which made his head pop.

There was a whistle on the phone, followed by the sound of metal being torn apart and kneading.

The voice was unknown and sounded a little weird, which made Su Wuxi's heart furious, and he just wanted to ask, but the news soon came down again.

It was Luo Chen's frightened business, even if he tried his best to stay calm, Su Wuxi could tell what was wrong.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shifted most of her attention to the phone, trying to hear the slightest movement.

But Luochen didn't give her a chance at all, and after the phone calmed down for a few seconds, he said without hesitation: "I haven't sent you contact for about half a month, take care of yourself." ”

His tone was slurky, as if he was hiding something he wanted. Su Wuxi keenly caught the decisiveness between his words, and his heart also sank.

Before she could say another word, the phone didn't hang up.

Su Wuxi has always maintained the posture of answering the phone, holding the cold mobile phone in his hand and leaning against his ear, his fingers curling up little by little.

Her heart gradually fell into a trough, she glanced sideways at the medicinal herbs on the table, and smiled helplessly, she had long lost the mind to deal with it, this process was too cumbersome.

She lay on the bed, staring at the mottled marks on the white walls of the ceiling, mostly from previous rain leaks, though now repaired.

Boredom, she began to count the number of these traces, and her face changed from the initial stiffness to a little dazed, with indescribable pain.

She felt from the bottom of her heart that Luo Chen and herself were blown this time, and there was basically nothing in this relationship that could be imagined.

Something must have happened to him these three times of refusal, it has something to do with her, and there is a fatal connection, and it is his family's side.

Luo Chen's family is very strict, especially on the side of love and marriage leave, there will be special people to arrange and grasp it in advance, and there is almost no freedom at all.

The ones they chose were also some famous rich ladies, all of whom were real celebrities, with excellent upbringing, and grew up in honeypots since childhood.

After coming and going, she Su Wuxi, this person who is not a celebrity but often contacts Luo Chen has become a stumbling block, and their family sees that they are not ghosts.

They called Luo Chen back, and it was also such a means to let themselves not contact him, firstly because they were not worthy, and secondly because they were not worthy.

The smile on his face froze, and the corners of Su Wuxi's mouth gradually flattened, and then there was a sneering arc, very deep, and I don't know who he was talking about.

"Go to sleep." Su Wuxi said in a low voice, as if he had given himself a hint. She turned herself upside down and smothered herself in the quilt and covered her head with a clammy pillow.

The feeling of dampness and coldness was very obvious in this cloudy and windy night, and she couldn't help but shiver when she was cold, and the whole person trembled and wrapped herself in the quilt more.

It was not peaceful outside, and the small sounds had not stopped until now. Su Wuxi could make out the sound of raindrops hitting the roof, but he was indifferent to the other noises.

Su Wuxi pursed the corners of his mouth, wanting to jump out of bed to find out, but now the sky was gloomy, and he couldn't even see the moonlight.

The room was pitch black. And the chandelier turned on Su Wuxi couldn't find it at all in a hurry, so he could only rub a hand of ash on the wall.

The sound was getting louder and louder, and Su Wuxi could hear the footsteps of many people, stepping on the ground in a neat and orderly manner, which should be the sound of military boots.

Her eyebrows flashed a little wrong, and now it was almost certain that the voices had nothing to do with her bodyguards.

First of all, they don't come out in the middle of the night to make waves, and secondly, they don't make such a big noise, they always like to kill people invisibly.

Su Wuxi's face flashed a little interest, she turned over and got out of bed quickly, stepped on the slippers next to the bed, and put the slippers on her feet after several tosses.

Her steps were gentle, not abrupt in this night that was destined to be too peaceful, and the sound of slippers stepping on the ground was crisp and pleasant.

Her light and shadow grew longer in the night, and her footsteps grew slower as they approached the door, almost in small steps.

Su Wuxi's face turned pale a little bit, and his whole heart had already risen to his throat, and he couldn't put it down at all.

Tilting her head slightly, she could hear the sound of her heart jumping out of her chest, stirring people's hearts.

There were only a few roads from the bed to the door, and Su Wuxi leaned his head against the door frame, barely seeing the scene outside through the hidden door.

Surprisingly, there was no half-figure, and all the movements seemed to come out of thin air, rather than being real.

"What's going on......" Su Wuxi muttered, feeling that something was deeply wrong, she moved her steps a little further, and there was still no half a figure.

The only thing that can be confirmed that there was a human existence before was the lack of a sackcloth-covered firewood pile, and all the good dry firewood was scattered on the ground, wet by the rain.

Su Wuxi looked at these and felt a pain in his heart, he had to know that these dry firewood were counted as a source of heat for the next few days, and he had to rely on it to cook rice.

But now that it is so wet in the rain, there is no need to say anything, and whether it can ignite the spark is still a certain number.

Leaning her head against the door frame, she unconsciously looked at the two measurements, and only after making sure that no one dared to step out, squatting in the heavy rain and picking up firewood.

The smell of firewood was dyed in the rain, and the light moisture and mottled smell of blood lingered on the tip of the nose.

Su Wuxi relied on the identification of his nose and wiped the blood stains on the firewood, which were still very sticky and freshly left.

After her vision was blinded, she simply looked at her sense of smell to judge, and through her nose, she could smell the gradual smell of blood, even if it was diluted by the rain, it was never extinguished.

Su Wuxi thought about it carefully, felt frightened, and sighed: "Tsk, what a big fight scene this must be." ”

As soon as her words fell, there was a gunshot out of nowhere, piercing straight into her eardrums, some loud, and listening to the kicking uneasy.

Su Wuxi, who was still complaining leisurely just now, was like a frightened bird, and his body flashed into the place where the firewood was originally piled up, and covered himself with a linen cloth covered with firewood, which was a little warm and could still block the wind and rain.

The heart gradually stabilized, and Su Wuxi leaned against the wall as if he had found the backbone of the heart.

Outside the gunfire rang out one after another, but the silencer was not installed but did not arouse the suspicion of the villagers, because according to the time, it would be time for the hunters to come out to hunt.

The rain gradually decreased, and the frequency of gunshots also decreased a lot, and Su Wuxi's courage gradually fell and began to poke his head out.

Behind her, a man approached, his steps equally gentle and steady.