Jiang Zhi stayed at home all day without going out.
She didn't even have the courage to click on all the messages on her phone, and she didn't dare to go out in the past two days before she had enough mental strength.
Those vitriolic words and the overwhelming curses against her were all stones weighing on her chest.
She was sitting on the sofa, and she didn't know what program was playing on the TV. She didn't watch it anymore.
It was not yet evening, at around three o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of a car could be heard in the front yard of the villa.
Jiang Zhi looked out through the floor-to-ceiling window. A man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car from the back seat. There was no expression on his face. From such a distance, he could feel the coldness coming towards him.
He is in a bad mood.
Although it can't be seen on the surface, Jiang Zhi can feel it.
Jiang Zhi couldn't help but look at the round clock hanging on the wall again. She was right, it was just after three o'clock.
This is not the time when Shen Luyan usually leaves the company. He is sometimes very busy and does not see anyone at eight or nine in the evening. He rarely goes home from the company so early.
When Shen Luyan walked in, he saw her sitting on the sofa in a daze. Her thin back showed an indescribable loneliness.
Shen Luyan put on his slippers, casually took off his jacket and pulled off his tie, adding a bit of laziness. He walked behind her and said, "The housekeeper said you haven't eaten anything all day."
Jiang Zhi looked at the sunshine outside the window and said softly: "I have no appetite."
She couldn't eat, not because she didn't want to eat, nor because she was having trouble with her body.
Thinking about it now, many of what Shen Luyan once said to her make sense. If you don't cherish your own body in this world, no one will cherish you.
Jiang Zhi also wants to eat well and sleep well.
But now she is sick. The antidepressant drugs have taken away part of her appetite, and what happened in the past two days has also made her lose her appetite.
Shen Luyan could tell that she looked bad and was in a bad state.
Even though his eyebrows are calm and his expression is peaceful.
"Eat as much as you can."
Jiang Zhi didn't say anything after hearing this. At this time, the aunt at home had already gone on vacation, and there were only leftovers in the kitchen for lunch that she had not touched.
Shen Luyan looked at her, pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Would you like something to eat?"
Jiang Zhi casually said, "Lighter."
Shen Luyan said: "I will do it."
He entered the kitchen. Cooking was not difficult for him. He had also worked in the kitchen at her home in Nancheng, and the food he cooked tasted pretty good.
Jiang Zhi listened to the noise coming from the kitchen, but his heart was not disturbed.
Neither she nor Shen Luyan had been in the kitchen for a long time.
After moving back to the villa, the aunt at home cooks every day. Occasionally he has social activities outside and she has dinner with friends.
Shen Luyan quickly cooked a bowl of light wontons and sprinkled some pepper to make them look more appetizing.
"Okay." He reminded in a low voice as he placed the wontons on the dining table.
Jiang Zhi got off the sofa and stepped on the carpet with her bare feet. Shen Luyan frowned and looked at her white and smooth feet, "Put on some shoes."
Jiang Zhi ignored him and walked to the restaurant.
Shen Luyan seemed to be unable to bear it, so he got her a pair of clean slippers from the shoe cabinet.
Jiang Zhi sat at the dining table, picked up a spoon and put the wontons in the bowl into her mouth one by one. The taste was actually very good, and the wonton soup was also very fresh, but she felt full after eating less than half of the bowl.
Jiang Zhi wasted most of Shen Luyan's thoughts, but he didn't say anything.
I didn't mind and finished most of the remaining bowl of wontons.
After a long silence, Jiang Zhi suddenly asked: "Shen Luyan, what is this?"
Shen Luyan's hand loosened his grip on the handle of the spoon. He lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand what she said, "What?"
Jiang Zhi knew that he knew everything, so she smiled and said, "Do you sympathize with me?"
I sympathize with her for having such a bad past exposed.
Because of this cheap sympathy, I felt better towards her.
Shen Luyan put down the spoon in his hand, raised his head and looked at her steadily. After a short silence, the man tightened his lips and uttered a few harsh words: "No."
He himself didn't know what it was.
It's hard for anyone to live with this kind of thing indifferently.
Shen Luyan once heard Sheng Xizhou say that she sold wine at night. He just heard it and didn't remember it in his heart at all. Those were all things in the past. When he really saw those photos, his brain felt like being pricked by needles at that moment. When he went in, a sharp edge passed through his temples.
His face was twisted in pain.
The girl in the photo is seventeen or eighteen years old.
His eyes were red and filled with tears, and he huddled pitifully in the corner, hugging his body as much as possible.
That was not an expression of lust, but genuine fear.
Shen Luyan stared at her in the photo over and over again. His eyes were red, and there were obvious blood lines in his eye sockets. There were blue veins on his hands, and the phone was almost deformed by his pinching.
"Have you found out who sent it?"
"It's almost time." Shen Luyan pursed his lips: "I will tell you the result."
The IP address is in a dark Internet cafe near a vocational school on the outskirts of the city.
There are no surveillance routes in Internet cafes, but there are ones on the road.
It just takes some time.
One day at most.
Jiang Zhi raised her eyes and met his eyes: "There are not many people who hate me so much. I can count them on one hand."
"There were so many people taking photos that I can't remember clearly." Jiang Zhi narrated in a calm tone. She suppressed her nausea and recalled the scene back then. She was forced to retreat into a corner by them.
Sheng Xizhou stood high in the crowd, looking down at the others with their mobile phone flashes on, taking pictures one after another.
The drink thrown at her by Kaotou, and the sound of the shutter.
I still feel cramps in pain when I think about it.
Shen Luyan's face was paler than the paper, and the corners of his lips were pursed into a sharp straight line, an almost inhuman arc.
"So I'm not sure who it is." She raised her little face and looked at him quietly, "It might be Sheng Xizhou's prank when he was bored, or it might be your first love Bai Yueguang."
After saying this, she pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind, just treat me as a villain."
"If Jiang Suining did it..."
She was only halfway through what she said when Shen Luyan said: "You don't have to rush to guess, there will be an answer tomorrow morning."
Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes and hummed.
She doesn't even have the energy to speak more, and won't ask some useless questions, such as will you still defend her? Is this matter just over? And so on, it's meaningless.
