Less than half an hour after entering, Luo Xia walked out with Lu Cheng's arms around her shoulders. She was biting her lips, her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were red and swollen. Nie Yunfeng's heart hurt. What on earth had she endured during the few hours inside?
?Such an innocent and innocent girl was actually interrogated as a suspect.
When she thought about the methods used to interrogate prisoners in the bureau, she couldn't help but tremble. How could Luo Xia be able to withstand those things? He wanted to rush over and hug her to comfort her, but Lu Cheng was there, so he had to
What identity walked up to them?
Just when he hesitated, the two people who had already walked to the black car seemed to have a conflict. Luo Xia turned her head and wanted to leave, but Lu Cheng held her wrist tightly and refused to let her go.
Put her in the car and take her back.
Nie Yunfeng did not hesitate anymore and walked to an arm's length behind Luo Xia, "Luo Xia, do you need help?"
The moment Luo Xia turned around, Lu Cheng's sharp gaze shot over him. There was deep anger in his cold gaze, but Nie Yunfeng just looked at each other silently, neither humble nor arrogant. Maybe the man in front of him was rich, status and authority, but so what.
?Even if he is Xia Tian's brother, he can't force her to do something she doesn't want to do.
When Luo Xia Yingying's eyes saw Nie Yunfeng, she couldn't help but shed tears, and she said with a crying sound: "Nie Yunfeng, I don't want to go back." She has always been an optimistic and cheerful girl, but now she felt unspeakable grievance and helplessness.
help.
Nie Yunfeng took the other hand she extended, and after giving her a comforting look, he turned his attention to Lu Cheng. Immediately, a confrontational situation formed on the field. Two men, one on the left and one on the right, took Luo Xia's hand.
, competing with each other with their eyes. Although Lu Cheng gave people the impression of being domineering and had a special aura, Nie Yunfeng fought so casually, with an unyielding look in his eyes, but he was not inferior to him at all.
Finally, Lu Cheng lowered his eyes, stared at Luo Xia's hand that he was trying to shake off, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Xia, I allow you to relax, but I want to see you at home before dark." When he raised his eyes, he relaxed.
He opened his hand, turned around and got into the car. The car rushed out like an arrow and roared away.
Nie Yunfeng looked up at the setting sun. It was estimated that it would only be dark for more than an hour. After a moment of hesitation, he took her hand and started walking in the other direction. You could feel that Luo Xia's body couldn't help but tremble slightly. She was now
Extremely weak and small, like a marionette that has lost its soul, it follows wherever he goes.
"Go sit over with me and have a cup of hot tea." Wandering on the street like this is not the same thing. Although the house he rented is very simple, Luo Xia's current situation is very unstable and he should find a place to sit.
He came down to let her calm down. He walked to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and got into the back seat of the car. She seemed to be unconscious, huddled in his arms, trembling.
Nie Yunfeng felt very distressed. When had she ever been so fragile? She was as fragile as a glass doll. He lived not far from the police station, only ten minutes away. He pulled her in and sat down on a chair.
He went up and wanted to pour a cup of hot water to warm her up. But as soon as he stood up, she grabbed his hand and refused to let go. She raised her head and begged: "Nie Yunfeng, don't leave, don't leave me alone."
"I'm not leaving. I'm just going to get you a cup of hot tea. This is my home, where else can I go." He spoke to her in a soft voice and deliberately spoke in a relaxed tone, hoping to divert her attention. But Luo
Xia Guejie hugged his arm without hesitation and said with a choked voice: "Nie Yunfeng, Xu Ya...she's dead." Tears fell down again, running down her cheeks like broken pearls.
Nie Yunfeng could only hug her gently, patting her behind with his hand, "Xia Tian, I know, it's okay, it's over."
"No, Xu Ya committed suicide. I watched her jump from the window with my own eyes. I tried to pull her, but it caught her clothes, but I didn't catch her, and she just slipped down...
.." Luo Xia eagerly and excitedly recounted the scene at that time, her tear-stained face full of horror.
Nie Yunfeng frowned. He had already expected that the situation would be very bad at that time, but he never imagined that Xu Ya would jump in front of Xia Tian. What a blow this was to her.
You can't blame him for not sympathizing with the girl who lost her life. It was just another tragic story about a foreign girl who went to study in a different place. Such stories happen in every city, even every day. Some people commit suicide for love, and some people want to avoid debts.
Some people, for inexplicable reasons, cannot prevent tragedies from happening, no matter how powerful society is.
All he cares about is Xia Tian who was affected by this incident. How long will it take for her to forget that scene? "Xia Tian, don't think about it anymore." The words of comfort are actually very pale. Without personal experience, I can't understand that kind of thing.
Frightened and uneasy, he could only hold her silently and comfort her softly at this time.
The sky outside the window darkened, and the mobile phone in Luo Xia's pocket suddenly rang. She had already calmed down a little, but she jumped up in fright because of the sudden ringtone that broke the tranquility. She intuitively took out the mobile phone, but stared at her again.
He looked at the caller ID above and said nothing.
Nie Yunfeng drifted across his sight, and as he expected, Lu Cheng's call came. There was sarcasm in his eyes, and he really kept his promise, saying that it would not be too early or too late before dark. He did not speak, but just let go
He wrapped his arms around Luo Xia and looked at her silently.
The person on the other end seemed to be very patient and did not hang up just because the person on the other end didn’t answer. He continued dialing after the beep was automatically interrupted. Luo Xia sighed and finally understood that the other party would not give up until he got through. He pressed the answer button.
He put it to his ear and listened for a while, then said quietly: "Lucheng, can you let me go back tomorrow?" He prayed, but it also sounded weak.
It was obvious that Lu Cheng rejected her. Luo Xia looked disappointed. After listening to a few more words, she turned her head and asked Nie Yunfeng: "What's the address here? He said he would come to pick me up." There were still tears in her eyes, which were even brighter than before.
It's a bit clearer than usual.
Nie Yunfeng reported the address calmly, knowing that she had compromised. He had no hope of keeping her, especially since he was a boy, which would damage Xia Tian's reputation, and he was not worried about her returning to the rented house, so it was best to go home.
Good. From this point of view, he does not object to Lu Cheng's approach. After all, it is good for Xia Tian.
After giving her address, Luo Xia hung up the phone, wiped the tears on her face, and asked softly: "Is there anything to eat? I'm very hungry." She was frightened in the morning and was later taken into the station.
Inside, she hadn't eaten anything for a whole day.
Nie Yunfeng was stunned for two seconds. Luo Xia's rapid change of mood caught him off guard. He came back to his senses and said quickly: "Yes, there is white porridge." After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, "It's the leftovers from yesterday. What do you think?
I'll go out and buy whatever you want to eat." It would be best if she could have something to distract her attention, and she would be willing to let him buy anything.
"No, just heat up the porridge. If you go out to buy it, you may be in Lucheng."
Nie Yunfeng nodded and ran into the kitchen to heat up the porridge he had cooked last night. But when he was done heating it up and putting it in a bowl and bringing it out, the sound of a car honking could be heard outside the house.
The steps stopped, Lu Cheng came.
Luo Xia looked at the steaming white porridge in his hand, smiled apologetically at him, straightened up, opened the door and walked out.
Nie Yunfeng did not follow her out, but looked out from the open door. He could vaguely see a tall man's figure standing in front of the car, holding a black cigarette between his fingers, which was shining brightly in the night. You don't have to see clearly.
From the man's face, we could tell he was Lu Cheng. When he saw Luo Xia walking out the door, he threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out.
Soon, the car started and moved slowly, leaving only the hustle and bustle and the end of the car.
Nie Yunfeng walked over silently and closed the door, then sat down at the table and stared at the two bowls of porridge and a plate of porridge and side dishes. Finally, he brought both bowls in front of him and drank them one by one.
Too fast, not too slow.
The light white porridge was as usual, not too fragrant and not difficult to swallow, but he felt that tonight's porridge was a bit bitter. After finishing one bowl, he put the empty bowl aside and started drinking another bowl.
As time went by, the second bowl of rice had become cold, but Nie Yunfeng didn't care and finally swallowed it all.
He obviously felt that it was good for Luo Xia to go home with Lu Cheng, but he just couldn't suppress the feeling of loss. He didn't care about her leaving, but he cared about her breaking her promise again. The last time was to see the piano,
This time it’s a porridge date.
For several days, Nie Yunfeng did not see Luo Xia at school, and the seat he often paid attention to was always empty. Wen Li said that Luo Xia was ill and took a week off. He walked to the door of the villa and stood across the
Looking inside the house through the iron fence, the sound of the piano that could often be heard in the past no longer came out.
He knew that for Xia Tian, this was a healing process. Even if he couldn't help but enter the villa, or even if he stayed next to her, he might not be able to help her. The only way to get out of the shadows was to rely on her.
Own.
A week later, I saw her on campus again. She sat in that seat again, staring at the blackboard intently, listening carefully to the teacher. The bell rang, and she walked out of the classroom, looking at him with a smile on her lips.
Come.
She no longer wore the T-shirt and jeans she wore while working, but returned to her original attire, a long white dress. She was a little more fragile, but she was no longer as lost as she had been on the day of the accident. The smile on her face was no longer as innocent and helpless as before.
Damn, there's just a little more sadness.
In fact, this may be the price of growth. Although cruel, Luo Xia still came out of the haze.
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Everyone is growing, and in the process of contact and training, they gain or lose something unexpected.