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Xiang Elegy stood up from his seat: "Okay."

The conversation ended there. Although the phone was not hung up, neither party spoke.

Xiang Elegy stepped up the stairs all the way, and opened the door of Fu Chengxun's study.

"Where are your files?"

She cleared her throat and asked in a low voice. Through the screen, Fu Chengxun felt the indifference and alienation in the words.

Inexplicably, Fu Chengxun's heart was filled with anger. He did not directly tell Xiang Elegy the location of the file, but only told Xiang Elegy the name of the file: "Find it yourself."

After saying this with extreme displeasure, Fu Chengxun didn't say another word.

Xiang Elegy shrank his fingers holding the phone, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable with Fu Chengxun's attitude. He wasn't so cold and indifferent to her that time.

Without speaking, she turned on the speakerphone, put it on the table, and started looking for the document Fu Chengxun said.

First it was on the table, then it was the storage table, but I didn't see it.

Xiang Elegy finally went to the back of the desk and started looking in the drawer.

Opening the first drawer, Xiang Elegy hadn't carefully searched for the document Fu Chengxun said, when his eyes were attracted by the stack of books in the drawer.

"Psychology and Life", "Burnes' New Emotional Therapy", "The Interpretation of Dreams", etc., a series of books are all about mental illness. mood.

Why are there these books in Fu Chengxun's drawer?

"Xiang Elegy, have you found it? After such a long time, you can't do such a small thing well."

Fu Chengxun's urging voice came from the hands-free phone, and Xiang Elegy tried his best to make his voice sound not too strange: "Now, just wait a little longer."

After the words fell, Xiang Elegy sped up his movements, and finally found the document Fu Chengxun mentioned in one minute.

"I found it."

She spoke in a low voice, trying to keep her voice calm.

"Take photos of all the contents of this document and send them to me."

Nodded to Elegy: "Well, good."

Looking at the cut off phone, Xiang Elegy picked up the phone and hurriedly took a picture and sent it to Fu Chengxun.

Once again, his eyes fell on the books about mental illness in Fu Chengxun's drawer, Xiang Elegy's eyes changed from light to dark, from warm to cold.

After a long time, she closed the drawer and left Fu Chengxun's study as if nothing happened.

……

The next afternoon, when he came out of the company, the cold wind blew, and Xiang Elegy stood at the door to gather his coat.

After pausing for a few seconds, she walked to the side of the road and hailed a car.

"Miss, where are you going?"

The driver in front asked for the address, bowed his head to Elegy and remained silent for a long time before he spoke, "Chengnan Prison."

As soon as Xiang Elegy said this, the expression of the driver in the driver's seat became complicated in an instant. She didn't care, it was just a simple strange look. She came over even more difficult words than this, which is nothing.

All the way to Chengnan Prison in silence, paid the money to Elegy, got out of the car under the scrutinizing eyes of the driver, and walked towards the prison.

At the gate of the prison, Xiang Elegy was stopped as soon as he reached the gate.

"what for?"

When she came to this place where she had stayed for four years, Xiang Elegy bit her lower lip tightly, and after a while, she said in a condensed voice: "I am a prisoner who was released from prison a few months ago. I want to check my file, can I?" ?”

"View file?"

Nodded to Elegy: "Can you?"