This slap seemed to slap the crazy impulse in Jin Chenhe's mind to pieces.
He turned his head violently to the left, his right cheek was slightly red, he was still hoarse just now, but now he couldn't utter a single syllable.
The police took this opportunity to quickly pull him away, cut his hands behind his back and pressed him on the chair: "Mr. Jin, we understand your sadness, but without any evidence, you cannot easily suspect Mr. Fu."
This sentence made Jin Chenhe feel inexplicably familiar.
It's like when Fu Zhihuan found him back then, he replied with a foolish smile.
Perhaps this is retribution.
He was like a balloon that had been drained dry, his eyes lost their light in an instant, he drooped his head as if deflated, bent over and nestled on the bench, his eye sockets were even more red, and big tears fell drop by drop. down.
Wen Ruan pursed her lips, and tugged at Fu Zhihuan's sleeve: "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Fu Zhihuan laughed, and then asked, "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to wait in the car?"
Wen Ruan raised her chest and put her head on her hips, and said righteously: "I'm worried about you, what if you are bullied?"
"Mr. Jin, we have found the last video of your daughter appearing on the surveillance camera."
At this moment, two policemen hurried in from the corridor without even breathing: "The surveillance shows that on the afternoon of the day before yesterday, your daughter was raped by a middle-aged woman who seemed to be in her forties. take away."
"We compared it in the database. This middle-aged woman was also wanted in other cities before. She is a habitual child abductor. Our police will do our best..."
Jin Chenhe didn't have the heart to listen to what the police said later.
When he was young, he was an inconspicuous little bastard, of course he knew these black things.
Even if you find that woman, you're just finding someone from the bottom of the organization, and you can't use it.
And in just two days, my daughter didn't even know which city she was transferred to.
Being abducted by human traffickers, the possibility of finding it back is too small.
Originally, he had been struggling and unwilling to believe it, and he kept some hope in his heart, thinking that it might be Fu Zhihuan's revenge, as long as he called him to investigate, his daughter would be found.
And now the monitoring has been discovered, crushing the last hope in his heart.
Jin Chenhe's nails were almost clenched into his flesh. Hearing this sentence, he shook his whole body violently, then gritted his teeth and stood up, every step he took was unsteady.
He barely took two steps, but he couldn't move anymore. A big man stood on the spot, let out an empty cry from his throat, and then he was carried to the ground, clutching his chest and throwing away all his dignity, crying heartbreakingly.
The police hurried up to help, and the scene was in chaos.
Fu Zhihuan looked extraordinarily calm, looking at the messy scene in front of him, there was no wave in his eyes.
It was as if there was a line dividing the scene into two, one end was noisy, while the other end was cold and oppressive.
He withdrew his gaze, turned around, and said softly, "Let's go."
inside the car.
At this moment, the sky has completely darkened, the lights on the roadside have already been turned on, scattered light scattered on the roadside, and there are very few pedestrians, making this night scene extraordinarily cold and lonely.
Although Fu Zhihuan hadn't mentioned anything related to the police station since just now, it seemed to be no different from usual.
But Wen Ruan could clearly feel the storm that might erupt at any time in that calm lake.
It's not a problem to hold back like this.
She frowned, thought for a while, and decided to persuade Fu Zhihuan to vent her emotions, so as not to feel bored.
So she took a deep breath and turned her head: "Fu Zhihuan..."
"Show me your hand."
As soon as a name was called out, Fu Zhihuan spoke at the same time as if he had a tacit understanding.
Wen Ruan was a little taken aback, although she didn't realize Fu Zhihuan's intention, she still obediently passed her hand to him: "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes, took Wen Ruan's slender wrist, gently pulled her towards him, and then looked at her palm very seriously.
After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Does your hand still hurt?"
The slap just now was very hard, and there was a crisp sound that could be heard clearly in the whole aisle.
Looking at it this way, sure enough, Wen Ruan's palms were still a little red.
The light in the car was only on a small lamp above the two of them, and the dim light shone on Fu Zhihuan's face, making his tough outline clearer.
The light seemed to be warm, and with what Fu Zhihuan said just now, Wen Ruan's heart burned.
She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time before she couldn't help but say, "You didn't look very happy just now, is that because of this?"
Fu Zhihuan smiled, and drew a long tail: "There are children who are afraid that I will be wronged, and in the end they hurt themselves, can I not feel bad?"
This man's mouth is getting muddier day by day.
But Bisheng is like a kitten scratching its feathers, grasping his heart with incomparable precision.
Wen Ruan immediately pulled out her hand, and subconsciously clenched it, then coughed, turned her head and said stiffly, "It doesn't hurt at all."
Fu Zhihuan curled his lips and didn't expose her. He turned his head to start the car, turned the steering wheel skillfully, and sent Wen Ruan home.
At this point in time, the time for fireworks has already been missed.
Coupled with this sudden change, this "date" can only be stopped early.
The police station was not too far from Wen Ruan's house. After crossing a few streets, they arrived at their destination in a short while.
Fu Zhihuan stopped the car and put his hands on the steering wheel: "I won't bother my uncle and aunt today, just say hello for me."
Wen Ruan nodded, and thoughtfully turned around and buckled the door handle to get out of the car, but before he could half-pull it, he stopped suddenly, and then sat back in the car.
Fu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you leaving?"
Wen Ruan nodded, and said softly, "Because I always feel that after you came out of the police station, you seemed to be in a bad mood."
Speaking of this, she took a deep breath, obviously caring, but she just wanted to find an excuse to be stubborn: "So for the sake of you going out to play with me today, I will reluctantly stay with you for a while."
Very poor excuse.
Fu Zhihuan didn't expose her, but just quietly looked at her side face, his eyes were full of tenderness that he had never seen before.
"Are you worried about me?"
"Otherwise, I'll sit here and cultivate immortality."
Fu Zhihuan just laughed, and after a long time, he raised his head and leaned the back of his head on the car seat. He closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and then said quietly: "I don't feel sorry for Jin Chenhe."
He is not some great saint.
Fu Zhihuan knows exactly what Jin Chenhyuk's current collapse and pain is like.
From the moment Fu Yuqing disappeared. Everyone in the Fu family has lived in such pain for more than 20 years.
Until now, I can't get rid of it.
only…
Fu Zhihuan opened his eyes and said slowly, "The child is innocent."
The little girl is only four years old.
She was about the same age as Fu Yuqing back then, and she should have grown up with the love of her family while watching flowers, dew, the moon, and all the beautiful things.
Will live happily ever after.
Although Fu Zhihuan hated Jin Chenhyuk.
But he couldn't use the tragedy of a four-year-old girl as a weapon to retaliate and ridicule without bottom line.
The oppressive atmosphere is constantly entangled like an invisible spider web.
Wen Ruanjue detected Fu Zhihuan's strange mood, she coughed, and then played a cheerful tone, as if trying to make him happy: "Hey, by the way, I remembered that I prepared a gift for you, wait for me!"
After finishing speaking, she opened the door and got out of the car in a hurry.
Fu Zhihuan looked at Wen Ruan's back, laughed dumbfoundedly, then leaned his head against the seat, and closed his eyes again.
The car was suddenly quiet, and there was no one else but myself. This feeling of emptiness has been falling into my heart, and even the warm-colored lights above my head seem a little cold at this moment.
Time can change many things.
For example, when seeing Jin Chenhyuk break down and cry, Fu Zhihuan realized that what he had been obsessed with before was finally over at this moment.
Everyone is moving forward.
And for more than 20 years, the only one who has stayed in place for more than 20 years is myself.
Perhaps, it's time for me to learn to forget the past like everyone else.
Fu Mingheng laughed lowly, but the laughter didn't reach the bottom of his heart, instead it carried a bitter coolness.
Everything here should be over.
Including Fu Yuqing.
"I'm back."
And at this moment, a crisp female voice sounded.
The next second, Wen Ruan got into the car out of breath, her chest still heaving slightly.
But she didn't even speak smoothly, and directly handed the paper box in her hand to Fu Zhihuan: "Here, it's for you."
Fu Zhihuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and unwrapped the package slowly: "Run in such a hurry..."
However, the words were only halfway through, when the eyes fell on the things in the box, they stopped suddenly.
Tao Xun.
Almost identical to the previous one.
Fu Zhihuan raised his eyes and looked at Wen Ruan with deep eyes. His Adam's apple rolled slowly, but he didn't say a word.
"The Earl broke the Tao Xun before. I think it must be very important to you, so I asked someone to redo it according to the pattern. It may not be exactly the same. I'm sorry."
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes, and after a long time, he said slowly: "There is no need to apologize, because I should have put away that Tao Xun long ago."
However-
"Why put it away?"
Wen Ruan rubbed his nose, then smiled lightly: "Living a good life doesn't mean forgetting the past."
Hoo hoo.
The window was not fully pulled up, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere.
Fu Zhihuan's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his head, looked at Wen Ruan in front of him, his eyes were full of astonishment.
Everyone is telling themselves to forget.
Only Wen Ruan told him that he could remember.
"Just like no matter how difficult the case is, a lawyer will never give up on his client. If my family is hurt, I must find the real murderer and bring him to justice. This is not normal something?"
When Wen Ruan said this, she paused for a moment, then took a deep breath, stretched out her hand and gently put it on the back of Fu Zhihuan's hand: "If a person is very tired, I can actually help you in the future. And I'm a lawyer Yay, that prisoner will cry in court and confess his crime!"
pat—
It started raining again outside the window.
The dim light seemed to start to glow with warmth again, dispelling the coldness and humidity of the rainy season.
– “Don’t go any further, it’s fruitless.”
– “You have to learn to forget the past before you can really come out and face life.”
Fu Zhihuan has heard too many such words.
Only Wen Ruan said to him: "We can be together."
Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time without saying a word.
Half a minute later, he slowly raised his eyelids, and under the long eyelashes like feathers, the eyes that were always sharp seemed to have been smoothed out, and they were all gentle.
"Wen Ruan."
"What's wrong?"
"Can I hug you?"
Wen Ruan was stunned.
How can you ask a girl so bluntly if she can give her a hug!
Will be super shy!
"No…"
With a flushed face, Wen Ruan wanted to refuse angrily subconsciously, but when she raised her eyes and met Fu Zhihuan's gaze, her heart softened immediately.
never mind…
Who wants him to be so miserable tonight.
So Wen Ruan said in a low voice, "Just do it all at once."
As soon as the words fell, a fiery palm clasped his back, and the next second, the whole person was pushed vigorously into Fu Zhihuan's arms.
Fu Zhihuan hugged him tightly as if he was full of worries about gains and losses.
He buried his head in Wen Ruan's shoulder, and wrapped his arms tightly from his back to his shoulders.
"Wen Ruan."
"Um?"
"I'm greedy."
Wen Ruan froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"
Fu Zhihuan's voice sounded in Wen Ruan's ear, and the fiery breath touched her earlobe lightly, his voice was low and hoarse: "I like you."
"I want you to stay with me."
Wen Ruan lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes moved slightly, her hands clenched subconsciously, and her voice trembled slightly imperceptibly: "It's a foul to confess twice a day."
Fu Zhihuan just smiled: "There will be a third time soon."
"But I told my good friend, easily forgive you, I'm just a puppy."
Wen Ruan just finished saying this sentence, but after a moment of silence, he lowered his head slightly, and then said something in a very, very small voice.
"Then, can you turn into a Bichon Frize? I like Bichon Frize the most."
I can't keep my mouth shut.
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