Wen Xiling held a small U disk in his slender hand. He turned the U disk twice on his fingers and inserted it into the computer.
The car accident that year was indeed very serious. At that time, he and Yan Xi did not know each other at all, but this information was overwhelming.
Wen Xiling has always been a cold-blooded person. He only knew that a poor little girl was hit by a car and died, and there was nothing else worthy of his concern.
It wasn't until today that he finally saw how tragic the car accident was.
The driver of the Chen family drove the car directly with the little girl into the oncoming large truck. The other five vehicles also suddenly swerved, as if they were afraid that her death would not be complete enough.
The little girl's slender body was torn apart by the deformed steel giant, and the bright red blood stained her white skirt, like a smashed piece of tofu.
The broken porcelain doll fell among six cars, surrounded by panicked passers-by and the murderers who flashed past with sneers.
Wen Xiling was used to seeing beatings and killings. When he was wandering in foreign countries, he had seen people more miserable than her, but it had never made him feel pain in his heart like this.
She may have blocked someone's way, it may have been because of some trivial matter, she may have just been an innocent victim.
He could even think of the faces of those who hurt her:
She was just a little orphan. If she died, she would die. No one would care.
Wen Xiling watched these videos over and over again like a self-abuse, even videos of her dancing before.
The little girl seemed like the most agile elf in the world, and was knocked alive into this state!
Wen Xiling was itching with hatred. He was a person with a strong sense of territoriality. It had nothing to do with him whether people were alive or dead, but Yan Xi was his wife and his.
He wants all these people to be punished!
*
Shyness is a little crystal born in hardship. The next day, it was another day of going to school happily.
Mathematics and math are still torturous, but school life is still full of surprises!
Her good deskmate An Qi suddenly told her mysteriously,
"I'm shy. I'm not very good at studying. I'm afraid there's no hope of getting into Beijing University."
Nodding shyly, she said the same thing. If you don't study well enough, you won't be able to pass the Peking University exam, so you can try other universities.
"If you move a tree, you will die, but if you move a person, you will live. I plan to take a step and walk."
His shy eyes were full of encouragement.
"I will go to the draft next month and strive to debut directly in the draft. I will take a step into the entertainment industry and stop being a soybean in the academic circle!"
Shy:……
Sister, you are taking a step too far!
"I have a good voice. I used to dub for audio dramas, and my singing is also good. I will go to the talent show next month. I'm so shy,"
An Qi blinked her big eyes and begged,
"Weren't you good at dancing before? Can you help me choreograph a dance to match my singing?"
In the past, Mian was really good at dancing and really liked dancing. At that time, speaking and math were not as important as dancing.
But with my current body, I am afraid that I will never be able to dance in this life, but——
Choreography, that's fine.
Wouldn't it be a great sense of accomplishment if I could see her dance on stage?
She nodded decisively and went home two hours late every day to help An Qi choreograph.
In the small choreography room of the school, two dancers followed her instructions and followed the steps step by step. One of the dancers turned around and performed three rotations. The two dancers just couldn't do it well and stood up shyly.
I performed it for them myself.
"Ashamed, I didn't expect you to dance so well!"
"Yes, I'm shy. I feel ashamed after seeing your actions. Can I really stand on the stage?"
The two dancers were immediately surrounded by shy people, and their admiration was beyond words.
Although Mian Mian could ventriloquism, she still rarely spoke. She shook her head shyly and signaled to continue practicing dance.
At the door of the choreography studio, Wen Xiling, wearing a mask and hat, stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, his eyes silently paying attention to the little girl in the classroom.
The dance movements are extremely graceful. The little girl has a slender figure, a light waist, and is as light as a cat when she lands. She is a natural dancer.
But after that rotation, it was as if someone was holding Wen Xiling's heart and spinning it three times in the air.
He had watched Xian Xian dance in the last performance so many times and the car accident that followed. From then on, he could no longer appreciate any of her dance moves.
I always feel a chill running down my spine, as if the next second, this little girl will be hit and killed again.
Wen Xiling averted his eyes and focused his eyes elsewhere. The sound of spinning and landing could be heard from time to time in the dance practice room, hitting his heart one after another.
He scanned his phone and Huang Mao reported that Ji Meiyun had sent the message that the baby in his belly was already six months old and there shouldn't be any accidents. He wanted to come and get some fresh air.
An intriguing smile slowly appeared on Wen Xiling's stiff face. He couldn't hold it in any longer. Did he figure it out?
It's good to be out.
If you don't come out, how could an accident happen...
Wen Xiling put away her cell phone, and Yanyan happened to walk out of the choreography studio. Yanyan also knew that he was faking his death and had given up on letting her study with her a long time ago. Unexpectedly, he actually ran out to pick her up!
"Why are you running around? What if your enemy sees you?" He shyly avoided the two dancers, said goodbye to An Qi quickly, took Wen Xiling's arm and ran towards the alley.
"I came to pick up my wife. I couldn't bear to let her walk."
Wen Xiling smiled as gently as the spring breeze in March. Just hearing it made his ears feel warm. His face turned red with embarrassment, but he bent down, put his arms around her legs, and picked her up.
"Hey, you-"
They were still on the main road, and naturally they were shy and didn’t want to be so intimate. The little girl struggled to get down. Wen Xiling had a tough attitude and joked with a smile.
"I heard the sound in your stomach, and I've been wanting to hold you like crazy."
She pursed her lips shyly, but she didn't. She had been to school for a day, and her major organs were no longer so flexible, and ventriloquism could not express what was in her mind so quickly.
"Even if it is..." Wen Xiling knew that she was shy,
"I've eaten three bowls of rice for nothing today, so just be a little barbell that's neither light nor heavy, and cooperate with me to exercise."
It was useless to struggle shyly, so she had to hide her little face in his coat to escape the shame, but it worked, since she couldn't show her face anyway.
She held his suit with both hands to cover the side of his face, and her face was buried in his shirt. Anyway, she got on the bus not long after. She was a patient and a student, and this was the treatment she deserved!
She was shy and quickly regained control of herself. She was held safely by him, and her whole body was lazily charged with electricity. Suddenly, the tip of her nose felt a little itchy.
She wanted to sneeze but couldn't sneeze, and it was really uncomfortable to hold it in. There was a wall in front of her, so she leaned over and rubbed it gently...
"Ah——" Before she could even finish sneezing, she saw the buttons of his black silk shirt were rubbed open by her...
This damn sneeze completely blocked her nasal cavity.