Ning Xiang listened to them in disbelief, "It turns out that there are two threatening letters, one is from the mailbox, and the sender is her!" The other is in a drawer in the dean's office. ”

"It can't be!" Ning Xiang was deflated for a while, and this spook also got double insurance.

The rest of the process was like a complicated and endless cycle, which left her physically and mentally exhausted.

She said it over and over again, but she couldn't find strong evidence that she hadn't done it.

When the night fell, Ning Xiang was temporarily put into the detention center, and her lawsuits were very strange.

She can be sure that Rolex is a false accusation, and it is likely that the thief is crying out to catch the thief.

But there was no surveillance in the dormitory, so there was no way to know who had touched her things.

The paraquat case was even more outrageous, she had never heard of such a poison before! This is also pure false accusation.

When it comes to sending emails from an email address, hackers can do it. Paper stationery in the dean's drawer, and anyone can do that! In that case, she was wronged.

I don't know if it will be sentenced, and I want to add to the crime! Nothing!

However, although some people have been wronged, they have been sentenced because they cannot find human or physical evidence to prove their innocence, and there are vicious witnesses who bite them to death and are punished.

She was apprehensive in her heart, and suddenly felt that life was like a floating cloud.

The raindrops were smashing against the window outside, and she couldn't hear clearly.

She leaned against the wall, but she always felt dark and damp crawling somewhere like ants, disturbing her peace of mind.

"Don't be afraid! There I am! ”

Jinmo's voice suddenly flew into her ears, and she was immediately relieved.

He said yes, it must not be perfunctory.

He'll find a way to get her innocated! Trust him once!

Before she knew it, she was sleeping soundly.

"Qin Ningxiang, come out." A woman's voice woke up Ning Xiang, who was sleeping soundly.

She opened her sleepy eyes, and vaguely saw a tall figure in a gray haute couture suit approaching.

Ning Xiang blinked, the roots of her eyelashes trembled and condensed water droplets, she got up across the fence and grabbed the man's hand, "Jinmo! ”

She rested her head on his hand and shed a few tears, "It's really not me!" ”

"It's okay, don't cry, it's okay." Jin Mo freed up one hand to hold her head, afraid that she would bump into her head, and let her grasp it with the other hand.

She was successfully released on bail, and Ning Xiang was planted in Jinmo's arms throughout the whole process, turning into a clingy cat.

"Oops, Wild Princess, why did you go in and change sex?!" Jinmo didn't forget to joke with her, "Didn't you give them one in it and let them see your unique charm?" It's really a blessing for them to go in like this. Otherwise, where would I see a fairy like you? The fairy has entered the detention center, and there are ugly women everywhere in the world! ”

Ning Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, "It's quite rhyming." ”

"It's the first time I've known that you're a literature major." Jinmo said, "I had people investigate you, but I didn't bother to remember what you studied. ”

"Our teacher said that what doesn't rhyme can't be called poetry. I learned rhyme, and I couldn't write poetry. Flatness limits my imagination. Haha, but in fact, the Book of Poetry and the nineteen ancient poems don't pay so much attention to rhyme. The line is repeated, and the rhyme is not obvious when it is separated from Jun Sheng. But even nowadays, there are many people who attach importance to rhyme, thinking that only Pingshui rhyme is the right brand, and the new Chinese rhyme is not a rhyme. ”

Jinmo listened confusedly, but vaguely felt that she liked literature, but they didn't have much in common in this regard.

"But I think that literature is not learned, nor taught, but practiced."

"Heroes see the same thing!" She was in a better mood, rubbing her furry head against the buttons of Jinmo's shirt.

"Ningxiang, you want to be a writer?" Jinmo suddenly looked up at the blue sky above the transparent umbrella, and there was not a single star in sight.

"I don't want to!" Ning Xiang smiled, "I stumbled by mistake, did I volunteer in parallel, it was the Nth choice." ”

"Then don't read it." Jinmo suddenly hugged Ning Xiang tightly.