Chapter 217: Midnight Murder Bell
This is the first time Yan Cheng has seen Zhong Jiuyin crying.
She usually has a chic and flamboyant personality, and she is always smiling, and it is difficult to even be serious.
When announcing the suicide in the diary, he can also talk to him about dating.
It's hard to imagine what it would be like for her to cry.
Now that I have seen it, I heard her say that she only had the diary by her side, and Yan Cheng's heart was also uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry." He kissed away the tears from her cheeks and took her into his arms.
Embrace is a hotbed of emotions, Zhong Jiuyin couldn't stabilize his state by swallowing and taking deep breaths, his cheek leaned against his chest, and he borrowed his clothes to wipe away his tears.
"You really should say sorry and suddenly ask what you're doing."
spoiled her kissing mood.
Yan Cheng whispered: "You can't ignore it, and you can't never talk about it." Maybe you need someone outside of your diary to accompany you, and I want to be that person. ”
She was stunned.
It seems that a storm has entered a stage that I have not thought of, and it is a sign that I am gradually falling into it.
Zhong Jiuyin suddenly felt a little strange resistance.
The person who only accompanied the diary, It wasn't her at all, and it wasn't her who should be crying, was the person Yan Cheng cared about her?
"I said something on the show in the afternoon, did you hear me?" She withdrew from the hug and asked him with a straight face, "I said, 'It's a pity that the victim is dead.'" ”
Yan Cheng probably knew what she meant, nodded and said, "I heard it." Does it have any special meaning? ”
For example, cutting the table with oneself who suffered in the past, most people who have experienced a bad past will have this kind of mentality.
But Zhong Jiuyin just wanted to speak, frowned and was silent for a moment, and finally said, "No, the victim still exists." ”
She inherited the body of the original owner, and she should inherit the past, the injuries she suffered, and the torture inflicted by others, all of which still exist in this body, in her memory.
And if the perpetrator is still there, the crime will always exist.
She didn't have the desire to kiss her mouth, took two steps back, walked around with her hands in her hands for half a minute, and said, "Guo Mingli and Feng Qing should have evil retribution, how can the two of them sleep?" They have to lose sleep tonight. ”
Yan Cheng: "? ”
Isn't it affectionate to hug each other and go one step further with each other? Why did you suddenly jump to transform into a late-night sleep killer?
Zhong Jiuyin didn't care about him, looking for his mobile phone everywhere, and then Dama Jindao sat on the sofa and called Guo Mingli without saying a word.
Yan Cheng could only regulate his emotions, walked over and pulled up her split bathrobe, and sat next to him without making a sound.
The phone didn't get through, Zhong Jiuyin dialed the second and third time, dialed the third time, the bell rang for more than ten seconds, and at the last time, it was finally connected.
Guo Mingli didn't expect her to call in the middle of the night, because she didn't dare to answer because of her weak heart.
But looking at the phone calls one after another, like a ghost urging her life, I was afraid that if she couldn't get through the phone, she would do something else, so she connected.
Before he could say something dryly, Zhong Jiuyin laughed first.
"Brother Guo, it's been a long time since I've been in touch. It's okay in the middle of the night, I just want to call you and have a chat. ”
Yan Cheng squinted at her, is it okay in the middle of the night? So what were they doing? The others are still here.
Guo Mingli smiled dryly: "We don't need to be in touch with each other, right?" ”
"Yes, but I was a little uncomfortable when I saw the scars on my hands just now, and I had to find someone to talk to me to get some sleep. After you were fired from the company, did you find a job? Did the hundreds of thousands of compensation be paid off in one go? ”
It's really like a friend with a good relationship talking about life late at night, Guo Mingli wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't have a good tone and said: "You don't need to care about these." ”
"How can you say that? We've been working partners for more than a year, and even though you killed me, I'm still very concerned about your retribution. ”
I didn't hold back half a sentence on the phone for a while, and finally Guo Mingli smirked: "What is the death, I am just incompetent at the beginning, I have no grievances with you, how can I take over you for the purpose of killing you." ”
"But you're killing me." Her voice was soft, like a ghost in the middle of the night.
"I committed suicide by slitting my wrists, and the blood on my wrists was all over the bathtub. It made me in a trance, and I was hit by a car when I went out, do you know how painful it was when I was knocked out? Oh, you don't know, people like you shouldn't be more painful than not getting enough money from that person, right? ”
Yan Cheng frowned when he heard this, touched her hand, but was suppressed by Zhong Jiuyin's raised hand, and touched the green tendon lines on the back of his hand.
She happily listened to Guo Mingli's rapid breathing, and then Guo Mingli gritted his teeth and said:
"Zhong Jiuyin, even if I was incompetent and did something wrong, I still have something worthy of you, right? At least I didn't let you go to drink and sleep with you, and I didn't say a bad word about you. You blame me for all the unsatisfactory, and I don't refute it, I'm leaving, but there's no need to go crazy in the middle of the night and intimidate me, right? ”
"I can't sleep, of course, you can't sleep, and you still have the face to say that you are worthy of me, you ask yourself, am I wrong about you? You didn't do those things? She said as she made a fool of herself, her fingers crawling to Yan Cheng's thigh.
Yan Cheng was speechless and helpless, and moved her hand away, but she touched it again in the next second.
What's the difference between this and touching the secretary's stockings in a meeting? He was worried about her emotions just now.
After crying, she started to be sexy, and the jumping candy didn't jump out of her like that.
Zhong Jiuyin felt more energetic when his refusal was to welcome and refuse, and soon he was a little distracted, and he was not in the mood to continue to fight with Guo Mingli.
"Forget it, I still have entertainment, and I'm too lazy to bother with you about those facts. Finally, I have good news for you, I'm going to sue you for murder, suicide is not a good conviction, but the car accident is quite ......."
"What's the business with me in a car accident?!" Guo Mingli suddenly raised his voice, "That was an accident, you accidentally bumped into it yourself!" ”
"Who knows if it was an accident or not? You can force me to kill myself for money, and getting into a car accident seems to be a good fit for you. Since you did the first 99 things, there is a 99% chance that the last thing is also you, right? ”
Guo Mingli was angry: "Then you will check!" I haven't done it or I haven't done it, don't try to put a pot on my head! ”
She was noncommittal, and said lazily while touching Yan Cheng: "You still have less on your head?" Even if you didn't do it, it has something to do with you, like you designed this coincidence, or someone gave you a large sum of money to buy a murder ......"
Guo Mingli suddenly stopped talking, like a chicken that was pinched by the neck, and after a few seconds, he hung up the phone in a hurry.
Zhong Jiuyin took down the phone and looked at it, shaking his head.
"Looks like he can't sleep."
Yan Cheng pressed her hand and asked her, "Are you in a better mood?" ”
"Much better." Tears dried without wiping, and emotions returned to stability.
"Then take your hands away." Yan Cheng then said expressionlessly.
Zhong Jiuyin: "......"
Stingy.
(End of chapter)