At eight o'clock that night, the "Social Hotline" column of the news channel of Yuhe TV broadcast the second episode of the "rape case".

Zhu Shan didn't work overtime, and watched the whole episode on TV, which was not much different from the sample she watched in advance.

After reading it, Zhu Shan swiped the message on the Internet.

Some of the rhetoric is particularly ugly.

Sure enough, the direction of public opinion has changed, after all, such a reversal is the rhythm that the public likes.

Zhu Shan's heart sank.

The judiciary has not yet decided, and public opinion has already convicted him.

She went back to her room and played with her phone for a while, planning to go out to the bathroom and go to bed.

As soon as I opened the door, I didn't die, and I met Ling Xiao.

He was wearing a well-fitting suit, his tie ripped off and carried casually in his hands, as if he had just returned.

Zhu Shan subconsciously retreated to the room and closed the door, halfway through the action, and thought, why avoid him?

She was going to be stunned.

Zhu Shan pulled the doorknob, shook the door twice, and said to herself: "This door is a little stuck." ”

Ling Xiao's face was leisurely and watched her perform.

Zhu Shan raised her eyes and said in a light tone: "Ling Xiao, remember to say it in advance next time you come back later." ”

"Huh?"

"Influence me to lock the door."

After speaking, Zhu Shan didn't look back, and walked majestically to the bathroom.

She felt a secret refreshment.

This is called, with the way of the other, and the body of the other.

Zhu Shan didn't stay cool for long, and she felt a little weak in her heart, afraid that Ling Xiao would embarrass her.

After all, since he was a child, no one has let Ling Xiao suffer.

But it turns out that Zhu Shan thinks too much, and Ling Xiao doesn't have time to embarrass her.

Zhu Shan occasionally works overtime, but it can't be compared with Ling Xiao, his law firm is busier than she imagined, and often comes home in the middle of the night.

Therefore, the two hardly intersect at home.

It's just that you can have a ride in the morning.

The WeChat chat page of the two is also extremely simple.

Zhu Shan sent [Overtime tonight] at the beginning

Ling Xiao will also send two words [overtime] when working overtime

Later, Zhu Shan also learned from him, and it was directly simplified into two words [overtime]

Countless [overtime] interspersed with some express pickup codes.

At this time, what Zhu Shan sent was [Brother Ling Xiao, help pick it up]

Ling Xiao will reply with a meaningful [. 】

I don't see any attitude on his part.

But Zhu Shan didn't care, Ling Xiao could help pick up the express, she had already given him extra points in her heart.

Zhu Shan buys a lot of things online.

Most of them are small items of daily necessities.

For example, tissue boxes in the living room, small potted plants, small stools......

Kitchen aprons, air fryers, pots and pans......

There are also large items, such as shelves.

Shelf is a kind of thing, and the manufacturers on the Internet are all dismantling plates and parts, and you need to install them yourself.

On the free weekends, Zhu Shan moved her things to the balcony of the living room, facing the drawings and installation videos, sometimes hammering with a hammer, and sometimes screwing with a driver.

In late March, the weather changed dramatically, and I was wearing a down jacket last week, and I have taken off my sweater this week.

The balcony has a slight sunlight and a slight cool breeze.

Zhu Shan glanced at the already dirty sweatshirt, and wiped the sweat beads on the bridge of her nose with her cuffs.

Then, she saw Ling Xiao wearing clean light-colored loungewear, holding a water glass and standing leisurely in front of the cooking table looking at her.

Zhu Shan thought he wasn't at home.

Zhu Shan had an idea, subconsciously picked up the hammer and beat it, muttering in her mouth: "Oh, why is it so difficult." ”

Ling Xiao turned a deaf ear, propped up the cooking table with one hand, and slowly poured a glass of water.

Zhu Shan picked up the starter again, and her whole face was struggling: "It's too tight, it's too embarrassing for me, a weak woman." ”

Ling Xiao raised his head to drink water, slid his Adam's apple a few times and put down the water glass, leaned sideways against the cooking table, took out his mobile phone and fiddled, quite a feeling that out of sight was clean.

Zhu Shan gritted her teeth, what was she expecting?

She put all her energy into the hammer, trying to hammer the glue buckle in.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and the installation video on the phone screen was interrupted.

It was a video call from Ling Yue.

Zhu Shan tapped the screen with her fingertips, and Ling Yue's beautiful face instantly appeared.

He smiled in his tone: "Page, what are you doing?" ”

Zhu Shan pursed her lips, did not speak, and continued to swing the hammer.

Ling Yue blinked: "What about you demolishing the house?" Won't my brother beat you? ”

Hearing this, Zhu Shan snorted coldly.

Ling Yue pulled the topic back: "I'm on vacation for the Qingming Festival, go back to Yu and have fun with you." ”

"Qingming Festival?" Zhu Shan finally reacted.

She stopped what she was doing and counted the days, and it was a few days.

Zhu Shan opened the corners of her mouth and approached the phone camera: "Okay, let's go play escape room when the time comes, okay?" My colleague said it was fun, I haven't played it yet. ”

"Okay." Ling Yue agreed, with some curiosity on his face, "What are you doing?" ”

"I bought a shelf online and installed it."

Ling Yue's tone was leisurely: "You let my brother do this, this is a man's business." ”

Zhu Shan raised her eyelashes and glanced at the leisurely man not far away, and her voice was a little louder: "It turns out that this is a man's business?" ”

With that, she lifted the hammer with the spirit to knock it down vigorously.

With a scream of "Ahh

Zhu Shan's whole little face wrinkled together, she held her hands and buried her waist, and her mouth kept up with clockwork: "Pain, pain—"

Ling Yue's anxious voice came from the phone screen: "What's wrong?" What's wrong? Are you knocking on your hands? ”

Zhu Shan didn't have time to talk to Ling Yue at all, she only felt the pain in her fingertips, and it was really reasonable to say that ten fingers were connected to her heart.

Ling Yue was so anxious on the other side of the camera that he sent out a series of soul questions.

"Paige, are you okay?"

"Does it matter?"

"Is my brother at home?"

"Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

Suddenly, Ling Yue's voice trembled, and he called out unnaturally: "Brother." ”

Zhu Shan looked up, tears hurting out.

She saw Ling Xiao unceremoniously kick a wooden board away, and then looked at the phone camera: "Shut up." ”

Then, he raised his hand and hung up the video call.

Before Zhu Shan could react, her left wrist was grabbed by Ling Xiao.

She subconsciously struggled: "What are you doing?" ”

"Don't move."

He frowned, and with a faint two words, Zhu Shan really didn't move.

It hit the index finger of the left hand, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the nails, and the fingertips were very red.

"Ling Xiao, it really hurts." The tears in her eyes had not yet faded, and she looked a little pitiful.

But Ling Xiao only glanced at her, grabbed the person from the ground, walked to the living room, and said, "I know the pain, but I am still half-hearted?" ”

“......”

"It's not serious, I'll go get the medicine box."

Zhu Shan sat on the sofa, her fingers stiff as chicken feet.

Ling Xiao brought the medicine box, and as soon as she grabbed Zhu Shan's hand, she "hissed" in pain.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, calming down his movements.

He took a bottle of yellow spray, pressed the valve on her fingers, and the potion immediately soaked her entire fingertip, and then used a cotton swab to wipe off the excess potion.

Zhu Shan couldn't tell the original pain of her fingertips, the pain of the potion, or the pain of the cotton swab.

Her whole hand was shaking.

She wanted to take her hand back, but Ling Xiao was tightly confined.

Zhu Shan pursed her lips: "You lighten up." ”

Ling Xiao only responded with an "um".

Zhu Shan raised her eyes slightly and saw Ling Xiao's face close at hand.

The living room is not lit, and the sunlight coming in from the balcony is enough to brighten up the space.

His side face is sharply contoured, his skin is delicate, and there are slight wrinkles between his sharp eyebrows and eyes.

The shadow of the window frame was right on his face, and when he moved, the shadow folded on the bridge of his nose.

Look at it this way... It's pretty good.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao's phone rang.

Ling Xiao didn't take his eyes off Zhu Shan's fingertips, and said lightly: "Pick up." ”

“？？？”

Zhu Shan was stunned for a moment, rolling his eyes because of his natural tone, and then picked up Ling Xiao's mobile phone in his right hand.

It was a video call from Ling's mother.

Zhu Shan licked her lips and pressed answer.

Ling Ma saw that it was Zhu Shan on the other side, and directly cared: "Shanshan, are you okay?" I heard Ling Yue say that your hand is injured? ”

Ling Yue is really... Open one's big mouth.

Zhu Shan smiled bitterly: "It's okay, it's not serious." ”

"Where's Ling Xiao?"

Zhu Shan controlled the phone with one hand, reversed the camera, and faced Ling Xiao.

Before Ling's mother could speak, Ling Xiao spoke first: "My mistake, I'm trying my best to make amends." ”

Ling's mother's words of reproach were blocked, and she took a breath: "Take care of Shanshan for me." ”

Ling Xiao wrapped Zhu Shan's hand with gauze, looked up at the camera, and said in an extremely perfunctory tone: "Okay." ”

Ling's mother nagged a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Zhu Shan injured her hand and nested in the sofa, and the WeChat interface was a chat window with Ling Yue.

Ling Yue: [I told my mother, did my mother scold him? 】

Ling Yue: [Does his face stink? 】

Zhu Shan turned her head to look at the balcony.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in the middle of a pile of wooden planks, and behind him was the fierce sunlight, shining on him with fine gray particles around him, like a filter.

He held a hammer in one hand and pressed the instruction manual on the ground with the other, and his face was not good.

Zhu Shan put the phone on her lap and typed with one hand: [Stink! 】

"Zhu Shanshan!"

Suddenly, the deep voice startled Zhu Shan's mobile phone slipping off her thigh.

She turned her head sideways to Ling Xiao's stinky face: "Huh? ”

Ling Xiao suppressed his voice: "Don't buy this kind of thing in the future!" ”

Zhu Shan: "......"

On the eve of the Qingming Festival, Zhu Shan worked an extra shift, and it was almost early in the morning when she got home.

She fought with her upper and lower eyelids, supporting the shoe cabinet with one hand and taking off her shoes with the other.

She was really tired, she didn't expect the work of a journalist to be so tedious and tiring.

On-the-spot interviews, post-interview writing, and editing.

She was already busy doing her job without touching the ground, let alone going to the skinny reporter uncle back then.

As soon as Zhu Shan changed into her slippers, she heard the sound of the door opening.

She looked up and saw that it was Ling Xiao coming out of the room.

He stared at her.

Zhu Shan frowned: "Something?" ”

"Tired?"

"Tired." Zhu Shan's tone was wistful, and she walked to the refrigerator and took out a can of raw coconut water, "I followed the interview today, and I got motion sickness." ”

"Not thinking about a career change?"

Zhu Shan glanced at him angrily, walked to the cooking table and opened the can, and replied heavily: "Don't think about it!" ”

After swallowing several mouthfuls of coconut water, Zhu Shan asked, "What is the matter with you waiting for me?" ”

Ling Xiao didn't have a water cup in his hand, which meant that he didn't come out to drink water, he was obviously waiting for himself and had something to say.

Ling Xiao wrapped his arms around his chest and leaned lazily against the wall: "Ling Yue's plane tomorrow morning, I will pick him up, and then go to sweep the grave." ”

"Oh." Zhu Shan couldn't see any emotion on her face, she replied lightly, "I won't go, I want to sleep." ”

On the first day Zhu Shan returned to China, she had already visited her parents.

She still can't stop crying.

She didn't want to cry in front of Ling Xiao Lingyue, so she didn't want to go.

I thought that Ling Xiao would ridicule him for having no conscience, or being lazy, but he didn't say anything and went back to the room.

Zhu Shan looked up at the geometric chandelier in the kitchen and drank the coconut water before returning to the room.

The next day, she was woken up by a phone call.

So when she got up, she was angry and her tone was not good: "Ling Yue, do you want to be beaten by me?" ”

"Don't sleep." Ling Yue's active voice urged, "We are rushing back to the city from the cemetery now, didn't you mean to play with the secret room?" Send me the address. ”

Zhu Shan's head was groggy: "Okay, I'll send you the address right away, get up immediately." ”

After a pause, Zhu Shan sobered up a little, and she noticed the word "we" in Ling Yue's mouth.

Zhu Shan opened her eyes: "Is Ling Xiao going too?" ”

Before Ling Yue could return, Zhu Shan complained in a tone full of disappointment: "Won't it?" Is it fun for him to go? ”

Ling Yue's coughing sound came from the earpiece.

It's more like reminding Zhu Shan to be careful when she speaks.

Zhu Shan didn't react for a while: "Got a cold?" ”

Then, Ling Xiao's warning and provocative voice came from the earpiece: "Shanshan, do you want to be beaten by me?" ”

Zhu Shan was like a kitten with her tail stepped on, instantly put aside her mobile phone and got up from the bed, and then panicked and pressed the call.

Zhu Shan woke up in two minutes, then made an appointment on the Internet for the escape room, and then sent the address to Ling Yue.

She walked barefoot to the window and pulled back the curtains.

The sunlight poured in an instant, fascinating Zhu Shan's eyes.

She adjusted for a while, and her tone was full of energy: "It's another good day." ”

The next second, she shrugged her shoulders: "If Ling Xiao doesn't beat me." ”