Jiang Luosheng cooked porridge for Xiao Qi in the kitchen.

Xiao Qi sat in the room and looked at the numbers on the thermometer. Thirty-seven degrees.

He put down the thermometer and listened carefully to the kitchen to see if Jiang Luosheng was secretly sobbing.

It doesn't seem to be.

Jiang Luosheng asked him to go to Wenwen to confess that he didn't throw the negative. But he wasn't going to do it.

He didn't care who the person who wanted the police to investigate Jiang Luosheng was. Maybe it's Jiang Qingyuan's friend, maybe it's Jiang Luosheng's enemy, but it won't be a murderer after all.

What he cares about is that Jiang Luosheng will stop being tied and entangled, and tear open the wound over and over again.

In the kitchen, Jiang Luosheng turned off the fire and turned around to go to the cupboard to get a bowl, but he accidentally touched the lid on the stove.

The lid of the pot fell to the ground with an abrupt and crisp sound.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Qi immediately came out of the bedroom. When he saw Jiang Luosheng squatting down, but instead of picking up the pot lid, he buried his face in his hands, and suddenly felt a little scared.

She is like a thin domino in the face of fate, and when the card in front of her falls, it is impossible for her to stand in the back.

Xiao Qi walked over and crouched down in front of her.

It turns out that time does not dilute everything. At this moment, he is still the same as at that moment, he doesn't even dare to touch her, afraid that if he touches her, she will be broken and will never be able to fight again.

"Luo Sheng, are you okay?" He lowered his tone, for fear that his breath would disturb her.

When Jiang Luosheng raised his head, Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, there were no tears of despair on her face, just a little tired.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Luosheng scolded him, "Didn't you let you lie down?" ”

Xiao Qi picked up the lid of the pot from the ground, took her hand, and led her to stand up, "The porridge is too fragrant." Want to come out and drink. ”

"Gluttony." Jiang Luosheng took a spoon from the chopsticks basket and scooped a spoonful of porridge along the edge of the pot and fed it to him, "Taste it, be careful of scalding." ”

Xiao Qi looked into her eyes, then drank the porridge with the spoon that was handed to his mouth.

Her eyes weren't as bright, but they weren't empty.

"Is it good?" Her ethereal voice was not dusted.

She should be fine.

"It's delicious." Xiao Qi asked her, "It's nine o'clock." Not rehearsing today? ”

"Eleven o'clock." Jiang Luosheng told him, "The troupe is preparing for next week's World Ballet Festival." Those of us who don't go abroad to perform are more relaxed. ”

"You're not going along?"

"Those who go are all chiefs, and they are all big plays."

Xiao Qi felt that if she could change the environment, her mood might be better, "Do you want to go out for a walk?" ”

Jiang Luosheng hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "Forget it." ”

"I'm going to feel better."

"Forget it. It's too much trouble. Jiang Luosheng took his coat and instructed him, "I'm going out." Stay at home, don't run around. ”

"Hmm." Xiao Qi watched her close the door and leave.

If she can change her environment and mood during this time, and stay away from these face-to-face and oppressive summonses and interrogations, it will definitely be much better.

He hesitated for a long time, but finally took his mobile phone, clicked on the address book, and found Wan Qi's number.

Ten minutes and eleven o'clock, when Jiang Luosheng walked into the dance studio, his colleagues were discussing today's headlines in groups.

According to the latest news released by the police, the fourth case of 'Anxiety Relief' capsule in Binmen City is a murder case with the gimmick of indiscriminate poisoning.

"Luo Sheng," the colleagues lowered their voices, "that relative of yours was murdered?" ”

"Hmm. I saw the news. Jiang Luosheng said lightly.

"No wonder the police were so tight with their investigations. Are there any results? ”

"I don't know." Jiang Luosheng shook his head.

"Will they continue to check you in the future?"

"I don't know." Jiang Luosheng took the dancing shoes out to change.

Colleagues wanted to continue asking, but were interrupted by a male voice at the door of the classroom, "Jiang Luosheng." ”

Jiang Luosheng raised his head and looked, "Director Wan." ”

"Come here." After Wan Qi finished speaking, he turned around and left the door.

Jiang Luosheng put down his dancing shoes and went up, walked out of the classroom, and followed Wan Qi all the way to his office.

"Come in. Close the door. Wan Qi sat down on the sofa and raised his chin towards the empty sofa opposite.

Jiang Luosheng closed the door and walked to sit down opposite Wan Qi.

Wan Qi looked into her eyes, a little tired, but not as empty as last time.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

Jiang Luosheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the word "okay".

She's not good.

Wan Qi knows.

It was Jiang Luosheng's first birthday after joining the group.

That day, she happened to take a stack of letters sent to herself from the intake room at the door, and opened them one by one in Wan Qi's office.

It's basically some advertising, and the sponsor's official birthday wishes.

When she unsuspectingly opened the last one, her face turned pale for a moment.

Wan Qi was standing in front of Jiang Luosheng to unbutton her, and suddenly looked at her suddenly changed her face, her eyes were full of horror and helplessness, staring at the things she took out of the envelope in her hand, and subconsciously staggered back two steps, about to fall.

Wan Qi grabbed her and glanced at what she was holding.

It was a high-definition color photograph, so clear that even the blood vessels on human skin could be seen.

He frowned fiercely.

In the photo, Jiang Luosheng, who is still young, has eyebrows and eyes that are not much different from now.

The fear and despair on his face are the same as at this moment.

Jiang Luosheng was stopped by Wan Qi, but his legs were still trembling, and if he didn't squat down, he couldn't support his body at all.

Wan Qi accompanied her to squat down slowly, and took the photo in her hand, "What's the matter?" ”

Jiang Luosheng was afraid, but his sanity remained. The remaining reason is trying its best to remind her that she can't let Wan Qi misunderstand, can't let Wan Qi throw her away, and she still has to fight for her career.

What's more, this relationship with Wan Qi finally made her a little more sure of herself.

She spits on her filthy self and hates every corner of her body.

However, this filthy shell can bring benefits, it is not worthless, it is dispensable. Thinking about it this way, she feels a lot better.

So she can't break off with Wan Qi.

So, for the first time, she was forced to tear open her bloody wounds, trembling and telling the story of her half-brother and the winter of her eighteen.

Wan Qi frowned and listened. It turned out that she was also an illegitimate child. It turned out that her eighteenth birthday was spent in hell.

Finally, he asked, "Every year on your birthday, he sends you a picture?" ”

"Hmm. It was sent to the school before. I thought he would let me go when I graduated. Jiang Luosheng was still trembling slightly, and said in despair, "I didn't expect that the dance troupe is still more high-definition now." ”

"You can call the police."

"I don't want to. I don't want so many people to know that I'm dirty at eighteen. Jiang Luosheng shook his head without hesitation, "Director Wan, please, help me keep this secret." ”

Wan Qi looked at the pleading in her eyes.

After a few seconds, he reached out and fastened the button on her chest, "Okay." ”

"Thank you." Jiang Luosheng's voice is so fragile that it makes people feel distressed.

Every year after that, on her birthday, Wan Qi would intercept all her letters and hand them to her in person to prevent others from seeing them.

Now, they were sitting face to face in the office, and Wan Qi saw the helplessness that flashed in Jiang Luosheng's eyes again.

Jiang Luosheng didn't answer whether he was good or not, "Director Wan, have you seen the news?" ”

Wan Qi nodded. He saw it. Jiang Qingyuan's case is murder.

"The police know about you?" He asked.

Jiang Luosheng lowered his eyes, "Hmm." ”

She couldn't imagine what she would face after that. Every time the police investigated her, she had to uncover the scars. Moreover, colleagues will be even more suspicious. It's okay once or twice, but if there are too many times, can she easily hide it?

What would she do if someone else knew the secret?

She suddenly thought of a reason why Wan Qi called her over: the alibi of the day.

She hurriedly spoke: "Director Wan, the police have already said that they will no longer pursue the matter of alibi." ”

Wan Qi ignored this topic, and just said lightly: "Give me the passport." ”

"What for?"

"Get a visa for you. Perform abroad with the troupe. ”

Jiang Luosheng was stunned, "Can I follow?" ”

"It's going to be hard to start rehearsing now." Wan Qi told her, "Go find Teacher Lu." She takes you alone and makes up for the previous rehearsals. ”

Jiang Luosheng lowered his head and looked for his passport in his bag, listening to him say these words.

At 10:59 a.m., the bell for the rehearsal rang slowly.

The passport is pressed at the bottom of the bag. Jiang Luosheng took it out and handed it to Wan Qi.

Wan Qi took it.

"Then I'll go to rehearsal." Jiang Luosheng stood up.

Wan Qi nodded, got up and walked back to the desk.

Jiang Luosheng walked to the door and reached out to hold the doorknob.

She lowered her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to calm down.

Before leaving, she looked back, "Director Wan." ”

Wan Qi raised his head at his desk.

"Thank you." Jiang Luosheng spoke softly.

"Hmm." Wan Qi said lightly, "Go ahead." ”

Jiang Luosheng pressed down the doorknob, opened the door and walked out of Wan Qi's office.