Jiang Jianing sat on a chair in the corner, watching the people coming and going in the office hall.

Su Jiashu moved his wrist, "It's been a long time since I've been fighting, and I'm still a little handy." ”

Jiang Jianing saw the crack in the palm of his hand.

It's about three inches long, and the bleeding has stopped.

Su Jiashu noticed her gaze and relieved her heart, "I know in my heart, the injury is not serious." ”

Jiang Jianing snorted, "I'm not afraid that you'll be seriously injured, I'm afraid that you haven't squatted enough inside." ”

Su Jiashu: "I have no conscience." ”

Jiang Jianing turned his face to look out the window.

At the boxy window, the sky gradually darkened, and it was as dark as ink.

"Su Jiashu, you promise me, don't do it yourself," Jiang Jianing turned his head to look at him, "You want me to come this time." ”

After the police negotiated, the other party couldn't come because of something, so he asked Jiang Jianing to fill out a form and leave a phone number.

On the way back, passing by the pharmacy, Jiang Jianing went to buy iodine wine and dressings.

Su Jiashu casually disinfected the tiger's mouth with one hand, and the bandaging was also rough, and the wounds on his forehead and face were invisible, so he poked the shadow on the glass and the cotton swabs were crooked.

Jiang Jianing slapped his elbow and took the iodine wine from his hand.

Su Jiashu hissed, "You really don't feel sorry for me at all." ”

Jiang Jianing poked at the door of his head, "You should have a snack." ”

"You say that the tone of your voice is really like a teacher, why don't you go to be a teacher? Didn't your former classmates fill in the form and want to be an elementary school teacher? Then marry a good husband and be a good wife and mother......"

"Hey, you've got a lot to talk about." Su Jiashu is tall, Jiang Jianing wants to tiptoe to disinfect him, "You lower down." ”

Su Jiashu stuck in the pocket of his blouse and sweatshirt, bent his back and bowed his head.

Inside a black car not far away.

The phone is focused, and the photo is frozen.

Su Jiashu has always been alert, he moved his ears sensitively, and wanted to raise his head, but was held down by Jiang Jianing.

Su Jiashu immediately understood, "Do you know that someone is following and taking pictures? ”

Jiang Jianing took the disinfection seriously and put a band-aid on him, "I just knew." ”

In the afternoon, she saw the photos of the two report letters in Cao Yu's hand, and wondered when the photos were taken.

Now I know.

……

Jiang Jianing's phone is out of battery.

When the residence was connected to the power supply, she found that Xue Rin'an had sent her a location two hours ago.

She wanted to explain to Xue Rin'an sooner or later about Gu Zhenzhen, so she charged her phone for ten minutes and went out.

She turned on the navigation.

The location was not marked, she zoomed in and looked at it, adjacent to Fengting Park, and the water of the central lake was particularly eye-catching on the map.

You can use Fengting Park as a back garden, this place is expensive.

The road is clear at night, and you arrive near your destination after an hour.

She parked her car in the public parking space at the entrance of the alley and walked inside, and at the door was a male waiter in Hanfu costume, leading Jiang Jianing in.

Jiang Jianing had heard of this place before, but he had never been there.

This side is not open to the public, membership system, and those who can come in to order meals and rest need to make a reservation by phone in advance.

After passing through an antique corridor, she came to a quiet and elegant courtyard, and the male waiter helped her open the door: "Please come in." ”

"Thank you."

After Jiang Jianing thanked him, he entered the room.

This side is divided into an inner room and an outer room, and the middle is covered by an ancient flower and bird screen, and the sound of pushing cards can be heard there.

There's already a girl sitting on the couch here.

Wearing black-framed glasses, he sat as straight as if he was in class, put his hands on his knees, and looked a little restrained, and nodded when he saw Jiang Jianing coming in.

After Jiang Jianing sat down, she peeled an orange and handed it to the girl sitting next to her.

"It's sweet."

The little girl hurriedly took it with both hands, "Thank you." ”

Jiang Jianing hadn't slept well in the past few days, sat on the sofa and waited for a while, then leaned on the back of the sofa sleepily and fell asleep.

The little girl on the side opened her mouth, carefully moved over, put the pillow quilt on Jiang Jianing's body, moved it back, and continued to sit upright.

Jiang Jianing had a dream.

In the dream, it was the most difficult winter, the heavy snow fell day and night, and the trees in the distance were plain white everywhere, like a white banner hanging up the spirit.

She followed the stranger to a new place, a house of gold and splendor that was more luxurious than what she had seen on television.

This is her new home.

Also a cage.

The long dream, in which the snowflakes mixed with the heavy north wind and the sound of playing cards in reality were intertwined, weaving a huge net over the chaotic night, enveloping her.

Her face was trampled deep into the slush, and she stubbornly remained silent, even though her voice was no longer sound.

At that time, she had been silent for a long time.

She could not complain, nor could she beg for mercy, like a dumb person.

Jiang Jianing struggled to wake up from a nightmare.

Suddenly, she noticed a black figure in front of her.

She almost instinctively retreated in fear, her arms wrapped around the blanket, her back pressed tightly against the soft back of the sofa, and it took more than ten seconds before she slowly calmed down.

The room was completely silent.

Those who played cards didn't know when they left.

Xue Rin'an was standing in front of her.

His tall figure overturned over top of her, slowly crouching down, fingertips rubbing against her wet cheeks.

Her face was full of tears.

"Why are you crying?" Xue Rin'an asked her.

He always knew that Jiang Jianing was very tolerant, and he had seen her tears, only when she deliberately showed it to him.

Now these eyes are washed with tears, and they are unguarded.

Jiang Jianing took his arm out of the blanket, curled his fingers to try to relieve the stiff feeling of his lower arm, and then came over to hug the man's waist, and pressed his cheek against his hot and tight lower abdomen, "Xue Rin'an, you hug me, I'm so cold." ”