"Wen Wan." The caller was Shen Du, "Why haven't you come back after being gone for so long? What happened? After all, places like bars are not safe. Can I go over and find you?"
"No!" Wen Wan immediately refused.
She just felt like her heart was being thrown down from the sky. Such ups and downs made her feel very tired. She looked up at the lights above her head. She smiled and her tears fell silently, "I want to Go back, please wait a little longer."
After hanging up the phone, she calmed down for a while, went out to buy medicine and returned to the room.
Shen Du came here without any clothes. He only wore a bathrobe with the skirt open, revealing his well-textured chest. He lowered his head and stared at the phone in a daze.
It wasn't until Wen Wan came to her side that he raised his face, and the dim yellow light shone in his deep, dark eyes, making them warm and charming.
Wen Wan's eyes were a little swollen, and she neither dared to raise her head nor speak for fear of being worried. She stood by the bedside without saying a word, applying medicine to the wound on his forehead, with a serious and focused expression.
Shen Du did not break the silence. He smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her body, and his eyes fell on her slender and graceful waist, and then upwards... He closed his eyes hard, fearing that if he continued to look at it, he would lose control again. Live yourself.
Suddenly, the image of him pressing her behind the door and kissing her forcefully came to mind.
Her lips were soft and warm, as if he were holding flower petals, with a delicate fragrance and sweetness.
Her taste was better than he imagined.
The two of them were alone in a room, and her soft hands touched her skin. Shen Du began to be distracted, breathing a little quickly, clenching his fists tightly, and making a crisp sound like a broken joint.
"Does it hurt?" Wen Wan noticed Shen Du's gasping voice, and she asked distressedly, her voice still hoarse after crying, but her movements became lighter, "I will be gentler. I am not saying that you Shen Du, You are almost thirty years old, why are you still fighting like a young boy?"
He was indeed in pain, Shen Du thought, but he just said a faint "hmm", leaned on the pillow behind him, and pulled the quilt to cover his legs, hiding something that was standing upright.
After Wen Wan bandaged Shen Du, she let him sleep. She excused herself to go to the bathroom and called Yuan Qian again.
Still powered off.
Wen Wan's fingers dug into the cold marble countertop with such force that her nails were about to break. She stared at her pale face in the mirror and decided to take a trip to Beicheng District.
Shen Du had been drinking excessively in the past two days and had barely slept a wink. When Wen Wan came out again, he had already fallen asleep. His handsome and handsome face was full of fatigue. His originally rose-colored lips were now a little chapped and had an abnormal glow. of paleness.
Wen Wan frowned and put her hand on Shen Du's forehead. After testing her body temperature and finding that she didn't have a fever, she was relieved. She went back to the bathroom, closed the door, and washed the clothes Shen Du had left in the laundry basket.
When it was almost dawn, she found Shen Du's car keys and left a note for Shen Du, saying: I'm going back to sleep. I'll borrow your car for a while and return it to you in two hours.
It's still raining outside.
Wen Wan called Yuan Qian's cell phone again on the way, but after there was still no response, she became more and more worried.
She drove the car very fast and arrived in Beicheng District in just an hour. Then she parked the car by the Qingshui River, locked the car, and ran to Yuan Qian's home.
When she ran downstairs to Yuan Qian's residence, her hair was already half wet and her clothes were covered with rainwater. She bent over panting and felt a familiar nausea in her stomach. She quickly took a deep breath and walked up.
steps.
The rolling shutter door of the supermarket was closed, and "Transfer" was written in black letters, with a contact number behind it.
Wen Wan noticed that it was not Yuan Qian's contact information. She took out her phone and saved it. She followed a person who got up early and went out to the floor, holding on to the stairs and walking up step by step.
The door to Yuan Qian's house was not locked from the outside. With a gentle push, the door opened.
There was no one in the unobstructed living room.
Wen Wan did not go back to the bedroom, because the curtain that originally separated the dining room and the bed in the living room was missing, and there was only a wooden board on the bed.
She walked over numbly and sat down on the wooden board.
A huge and biting cold wind blew in from the unclosed window behind her, and the cold rain hit the wooden board she was sitting on and also hit her back.
The temperature on her body gradually drained away, and the coolness invaded her limbs and bones. She seemed to be frozen, motionless.
After a while, with a violent cough, my stomach was overturned, and sourness surged up.
Wen Wan stumbled to the bathroom, lay down under the water faucet and vomited.
She hadn't eaten anything for almost two days, and all she vomited was sour water, and the smell was even more pungent and unpleasant.
She wiped her mouth vigorously, turned around and leaned against the sink. The tense nerves in her body finally broke. She sat down on the ground, hugged her knees, and cried bitterly.
Mu Yuxiu, you win.
You first made it impossible for me to sign up, then made it impossible for Shen Du to open a law firm, and finally Yuan Qian.
You destroyed myself and everyone I care about one by one.
Is it because I still refuse to compromise, and you will even take my life?
You tried your best and did whatever it took to get me, didn't you?
good!
I give you!
I give it all to you!
Wen Wan called Mu Yuxiu, her voice as calm as a pool of stagnant water, "Where do you want to do it?"
