Ruan Qingqiu's pupils dilated suddenly.

Her face turned pale instantly. Swallowing his saliva constantly, his hands trembling and trying to serve the water glass, but he suddenly knocked over the water glass in front of him, and the warm water inside completely soaked the sweater, and he didn't notice it.

"You...... You...... How can you ......?"

Accurate to the date or even the time......

Her lips trembled, and the tremor in her eyes was even more serious than when she mentioned Zhao Kuo.

"You just have to answer." Jiang Jianing actually already had the answer in his heart.

"I'm ......" After about half a minute, Ruan Qingqiu seemed to struggle out of that nightmare and spoke, "Can I ...... Choose...... Don't answer?"

In a word, it took all her strength.

Jiang Jianing: "Yes."

The answer she wanted to know, she already knew.

She put Ruan Qingqiu in the taxi, watched the car drive away, and then went to the bus stop.

She didn't look at the bus number plate, but got on a random city bus, and sat in the last row, looking out at the gray and foggy sky.

Two days ago, when she heard those two words from Ye Zhilan's mouth with her own ears, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

It was that year......

In that harsh winter, Jiang Jianing shrank her body and was frozen several times at the mouth of the bridge, rubbing her frozen hands, and her hands were frostbitten.

She didn't dare go home.

She had nowhere to go.

She couldn't sleep in the cold, so she curled up behind the garbage can, covered her body with a garbage bag to block the wind, and fell asleep and woke up in a daze, woken up by a noisy voice.

The men's foul words pierced her heart like nails.

"Don't!" With the woman's heart-rending scream, Jiang Jianing was completely awakened.

She jerked to her feet.

On the other side of the bridge cave, in the dark grass and field, there were a few figures.

The woman who was surrounded in the middle was angry and scolded at the beginning, but it had become a crying soft voice begging for mercy, "Please...... I can give you whatever you want, and I will give you as much as you want! Don't touch my ......."

Jiang Jianing clenched her fists, she turned around and ran to the road, rushing to the middle of the road to stop the car: "Help! Help!"

When the driver of the stopped vehicle heard this, he scolded and turned around and drove away.

"Sick."

"Crazy."

"Who knows what it's doing in the middle of the night!"

"Borrow my phone and make a call!" Jiang Jianing was standing in the middle of the road, and she shouted loudly, "Help! Good Samaritan!"

The wind that caught the broken snowflakes blew on the face, like a knife.

She stood on the asphalt road, looking up at the inky blue sky, and the fine white snowflakes were blown by the steep cold wind like wild bees.

It was the first snow of that year.

That's what human nature is.

If it were her, at one o'clock in the morning, she saw a sloppy madwoman in the middle of the road screaming hoarsely, perhaps, she would not have stopped.

But she was Ruan Qingqiu at that time.

I empathize with the hysterical black despair.

When Jiang Jianing reacted that the mobile phone vibrate, Ah Lu had already made five calls in a row.

She answered the phone.

Green: "Where is this?"

Jiang Jianing glanced out of the car window, raised his hand to wipe the white mist from the car window, and there was a bright neon night scene outside.

"I don't know."

Green: "Send me a location."

Jiang Jianing shared the location of Ah Lu in real time, [I'm on the bus. 】

Ah Lu sent a few words: [Get off the station and get off the train. 】

Jiang Jianing sat on the bus platform and waited for more than ten minutes, Ah Lu's car drove over and lowered the window.

Pushing up the brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, two words burst out from his red lips: "Get in the car."

Jiang Jianing got into the car and stretched his cold hand into Ah Lu's neck.

"I'm going to die!" Ah Lu angrily knocked off her hand, turned up the air volume of the heater in the car, and threw her a hand warmer.

Jiang Jianing grinned, holding the hand warmer egg and blowing hot air, which warmly soothed her stiff knuckles, "Sister Lu, where are we going?"

In order to celebrate Jiang Jianing's recovery and discharge from the hospital, as well as the start of work tomorrow, Ah Lu specially drove her to a well-known private club in the circle.

Jiang Jianing looked at the serial license plates parked at the door, and she didn't dare to enter directly, "Sister, let's eat in another place."

"What to change, sister, I finally have the card here, you can also open your eyes and live the life of a rich man."

The privacy of the box here is very good, and the ink painting door with sliding design has a good sound insulation effect.

"The seafood here is good, it's all airlifted, it's very fresh." Ah Lu ordered some seafood and a few big dishes, and then picked up and ordered them to Guili.

Jiang Jianing pursed her lips, "I've already eaten a hot pot at noon."

"You should make up for it, look at your small waist and thin waist, and you feel awkward." Ah Lu said, and asked the waiter to open a bottle of Kanti.

Jiang Jianing looked at the vintage of this wine.

"Sister, I can't afford to drink this wine."

"I can't afford to drink either," Lu smiled, "Anyway, I don't have to pay, our sisters won't get drunk today."

The box is partitioned.

It is divided into a dining area, entertainment area and lounge area.

Jiang Jianing didn't eat much, but drank several glasses of wine, and before he finished eating, he went to the entertainment area to open a set of facilities for singing K and began to order songs.

Ah Lu knocked on the plate and helped Jiang Jianing accompany.

Although Jiang Jianing is an amateur, his timbre is very good, and when he first met Ah Lu, he was a resident singer at night.

Her language talent is particularly good, singing Cantonese and Hokkien songs are very charming, Jiang Jianing has not been to a part-time job recently, and some people ask about her.

Jiang Jianing was singing a blues English song at this time, Xu was infected with alcohol, and his voice was a little sandy, as if he was whispering close to his ear.

Ah Lu held his cheeks and recorded a short video to send to Moments, with the text: [This song should only be in the sky. 】

The last time Fu Nanxian sent Ah Lu home, he added her WeChat.

He was bored with socializing at night, went out to smoke in the corridor, and casually swiped this video.

After hearing this, he decisively forwarded it to Xue Rin'an as it was.

Xue Rinan was still in the company at this time.

The WeChat message on the mobile phone reminded him, he picked up the phone and glanced at it, saw that it was Fu Nanxian, and clicked on the video casually.

The sound of a familiar timbre came out of the earpiece.

Xue Rin'an's signature pen moved.

There are only a few English lyrics in the video, about twenty seconds.

The camera of the video is shot towards a hollow block fan, and in the hollow gap, you can faintly see the beautiful figure of the woman, and under the fan, the woman's slender white ankles and a pair of black pointed-toe high heels are exposed.

For a long time, the nib of the pen did not fall.

The singing voice in the video has completely melted into the air, as if a woman's weak and boneless hand is gently rubbing up the man's tail vertebrae.

The man's forehead is tense, and the last stroke of the pen penetrates the back of the paper.