Chapter 5

This sentence was like a sharp blade piercing Duan Qingwei's heart, he finally couldn't restrain the pain caused by the pain, he suddenly didn't care about anything, pulled her shoulders hard, and asked her with red eyes: "You said you are not Xiaowei...... So who are you! Who are you! ”

His voice trembled.

He couldn't accept that she treated him like a stranger, completely rejecting their past.

He must not accept it!

Huang Renxuan bit her lower lip, she broke free from the entanglement of his hands and looked at him calmly; "My name is really not Xiaowei...... Officer, please respect yourself. ”

Huang Renxuan turned her head and left.

Duan Qingwei took advantage of the situation to grab her hand that she threw away, held her hand tightly in his palm, he pulled her face with his hand, his eyes stared straight at this face that haunted him, and said word by word: "This face of yours, I will remember it until I die!" Xiaowei ...... Why do you want to deceive yourself-" Huang Renxuan interrupted him almost out of control, "I said that I am not Xiaowei!" Let me go! ”

Duan Qingwei hugged her fiercely, and this hug seemed to be a century away—as if it could keep her by his side.

Huang Renxuan's chest rose and fell violently, trying to break free from his arms, but Duan Qingwei's arm was so strong that she couldn't break free.

"Do you know how much I've missed you all these years......"

Duan Qing's slightly hot breath was in her ears, and she felt a warm current slowly flow into every part of her body, allowing them to invade her senses wantonly.

Huang Renxuan suddenly blushed and her heart was beating, she wanted to stabilize her mentality, she fled from Duan Qingwei's embrace in a panic.

Duan Qingwei was unwilling to pull back Huang Renxuan again-

"What are you doing?!" Ouyang Huan's face was gloomy, and he looked at Duan Qingwei holding Huang Renxuan's hand angrily, and when he was angry, he strode forward and pulled Huang Renxuan to his side, and hugged her waist.

"Officer, I've already thanked you for what happened last time. I don't know what else you're looking for my girlfriend this time? ”

Duan Qingwei ignored his words, and instead looked coldly at the hand on his waist that was hugging Huang Renxuan, he felt that it was too dazzling.

"Officer, this is my boyfriend. We have just returned from abroad and are listening to your conversation...... You probably met last time...... And my name is not the Xiaowei in your mouth...... Please refrain from calling people by their names without knowing them in the future. ”

This seemed to give her the thrill of revenge.

Huang Renxuan held Ouyang Huan's hand intimately, and a faint smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth to meet Duan Qingwei's gaze as she looked at her.

Duan Qing's color changed slightly, and his eyes were dim for a moment. After a while, he suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Then why did you blurt out my name after seeing me last time?"

Huang Renxuan pretended to smile at Duan Qing, but there was a lack of heart in his eyes that he couldn't hide, "I guess it was the police officer hallucinating last time......" Huang Renxuan paused and continued: "Officer, instead of wasting time on me and arguing with me, you should spend your time on the work of catching criminals." Isn't there a lot of unsolved cases in the past, are there? ”

After speaking, Huang Renxuan took Ouyang Huan back to the ward.

Ouyang Huan leaned against the window, still with an iron-blue face, looking at Huang Renxuan on the hospital bed.

"I think you need to explain to me, who is that policeman?"

He ...... It's my former ex-boyfriend. ”

"You've been gloomy all the time, and besides that incident, it's more because of him, right?"

Huang Renxuan looked out the window with dull eyes, her gaze still scattered.

The youth at the beginning was really extravagant and unscrupulous.

plunged headlong into an unknown fate, and did not hesitate to insist that youth is vain.

They thought that if they ran in the direction of the sun, they would be able to meet the perfection of the world, but how could the gears that carried them keep up with the speed of the setting sun - still designed, tampered with, and screened by unknowable fate. In the end, it is a return to the origin of force majeure.

"Perhaps...... After all, I can't forgive him. ”