Fu Tingyuan didn't say anything, walked over and grabbed Luo Nanchu's hand that had just been grabbed by Bai Xuesheng, and wiped it carefully with a towel.

It's like there's some superbug on it.

Luo Nanchu was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?" ”

"Dirty."

Luo Nanchu raised his hand and glanced at his clean five fingers: "Dirty? ”

"It's not clean."

“…… Yes? "It's very clean.

Fu Tingyuan didn't explain, wiped her hands, threw the towel into the trash, and threw all the gifts that Bai Xuesheng brought over.

Luo Nanchu's eyes widened in surprise, "Hey, that's my ......"

Fu Tingyuan called someone to come over and take out the garbage, then walked over and held Luo Nanchu's hand, looked at her and whispered, "You are taken care of by me." ”

Luo Nanchu sneered: "What are you doing?" Why are you so domineering. ”

He raised his hand and touched her face, and without speaking, he sat there with her.

Luo Nanchu grabbed his hand and slept on the bed to bask in the sun. She was not in good spirits, she coped with Bai Xuesheng, and now she is a little sluggish.

Fu Tingyuan lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "Sleep, I'll accompany you." ”

Luo Nanchu squeezed his hand, raised his eyes to look at him, and said softly: "I'm going to wake up and you're here." ”

Fu Tingyuan chuckled: "Okay." ”

She obediently closed her eyes, pressed her face to his palm, and fell asleep again.

She looked a little tired from her sleep.

Fu Tingyuan knew that she probably didn't want him to worry, so she would cheer up and laugh with him when she was awake, and only when she fell asleep would she uncontrollably show her tired appearance after being seriously injured.

He moved a chair over, lying on the side of the bed and planning to sleep for a while, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, he woke up suddenly, glanced at Luo Nanchu, and made sure that he didn't wake her up, and then took the mobile phone out and hurriedly went out.

"Fu Shao."

Zijun, who was napping against the wall, opened his eyes and looked at him.

Fu Tingyuan glanced at her and said lightly: "You are guarding here, she woke up and called me." ”

Zijun nodded, and watched Fu Tingyuan take his mobile phone and walk towards the quiet place in the corridor.

"Director Zhang." He leaned against the window and looked out, "What's the eyebrow?" ”

"The investigators of our team went to the scene of the crime to investigate, and there were indeed traces of passive hands and feet on Weiya. But you know, deep in the mountains and old forests, the crew didn't install surveillance video, and it has been raining for the past few days, and all traces have been washed away by the rain, and it may be very difficult to find out who did it. ”

Fu Tingyuan raised his head to look at the foggy weather in the distance, and in the distant memory, those warm memories loomed like a mirage, and then all of them gradually collapsed.

Like a waterhole exposed to the sun, the remaining warmth was steamed into ethereal vapor in Director Zhang's words.

He always felt that as long as she didn't hurt Luo Nanchu, there were many things he could not pursue.

He has been trying his best to repay what he owes her, and sometimes he would rather let Luo Nanchu be wronged than make her happy.

He felt that she had suffered so much, and he had changed his mind, and many things really had to be investigated to the bottom of it, and he had failed her.

But she shouldn't have done anything to Luo Nanchu.

That's the woman he owes all his life and wants to use his life to make up for the woman he loves.

She was his life.