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Chapter 31 Bloom (4)
Song Zihe hadn't talked to Wen Xin'ai since the day he said that to Wen Xin'ai. He always ate when he needed to eat and slept there, and sat in the living room watching TV after changing the medicine for Du Ning. When the extra soup was distributed to other people, he always didn't even look at it.

There was a weird alienation between the two, it wasn't that they didn't know each other completely like a stranger, but a deliberate avoidance.

Even a vulgar person like Fatty can feel such an atmosphere. He lowered his voice and said to another person next to him: "What do you think sister-in-law has to do with that doctor? Why are they so awkward?"

The man shook his head: "I feel weird too."

"What are you talking about?" Du Ning was ready to get out of bed. He came out of the room, just in time to hear the words of the two men at the door.

The fat man shrank his neck, and immediately shook his head and said, "It's nothing, big brother." At the same time, he stretched out his hand to support Du Ning, "Do you need to go to the bathroom, big brother, I'll help you."

Du Ning smiled, glanced at Song Zihe who was watching TV in the living room, and said to the fat man, "Let him go today, remember to be polite and give him a sum of money, if you don't want it, forget it."

"Yes, brother." The fat man nodded and bowed, and sent Du Ning into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Du Ning in the half-length mirror was obviously pale, his face was thinner, but his outline was more profound and three-dimensional, and he still had a smile on his face. Enjoy this kind of care, and even more enjoy Song Zihe's ugly face day by day, especially the way Wen Xinai half-kneeled on the bed to shave him, and Song Zihe retreated in embarrassment when he saw it.

It seems that he has never enjoyed such care from Wen Xin'ai. If he knew this would happen, it doesn't matter if he was shot a few more times. After this incident, did Song Zihe, who made him feel uneasy, retreat because of this?

He should really thank Chen Guaizi, maybe punching more than a dozen holes in his body is the best reward. Thinking of this, the smile on his face faded, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

When he came out of the bathroom, Song Zihe was waiting at the door. He was leaning on the wall, but before he could speak, he heard Song Zihe say, "I have something to talk to you."

There was a strong smell of disinfectant in the room, but he was already numb due to the smell like this every day. Du Ning put two pillows behind his back, leaned on the bed, half-closed his eyes, and looked at Song Zihe: "Say it."

"Not everyone will be so lucky to be shot for no reason, Mr. Du, so you don't need to guess, I know what you are doing?" Song Zihe stood at the farthest place from Du Ning in the room, and said something straightforward , "These are irrelevant, but do you really want Wen Xin'ai to be implicated?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Du Ning frowned, looking absent-minded, gently flipping the buttons on the pajamas with one hand, "Besides, you saw that she was willing, because she cares about me."

Song Zihe pursed his lips, Du Ning's words were obviously provocative, and it was nothing more than making him angry, but he did succeed, he took a breath and tried to calm himself: "If you care about her, Mr. Du, I hope You consider my words."

He felt that he didn't have much to say to such a person. Since his subordinates said that he could leave, he would have nothing to do with himself after he finished what he had to say.

He turned around and wanted to go out of the house, but his heart suddenly felt melancholy, somewhat unwilling, but when he went out, everything was indeed over.

He goes to the door.

"Doctor Song." Du Ning behind him stopped him.

He stopped.

"Thank you, help me call my beloved to come in, my back is a little itchy, I can't catch it, please let her come in and help me scratch it." Du Ning said in a low voice, a little lazy.

Song Zihe froze there, clenched his teeth subconsciously, walked out without answering, and closed the door.

Wen Xin'ai was killing a fish in the kitchen. The sun shone on her from the window in front of the stove. Her whole side facing the sun was golden. Her movements were swift. Rushing under the water, she seemed to realize that someone was watching her. She turned her head and saw that it was Song Zihe. She was stunned. The fish in her hand suddenly flicked its tail like a dead body and broke away from Wen's beloved hand. fell into the pool.

She wiped the water off her face, and wanted to smile at Song Zihe, but she pursed her lips tightly, wiped her hand on the bib, and said after a long while: "Fatty said you can go, after eating the candy I made Let's go, vinegar fish." She didn't dare to say to make soup for him, because he seemed to be bored with the soup he made.

"Don't eat." He took a few steps towards her, and his tall body covered the large swath of sunlight that had been shining on Wen Xin'ai. Only then did he realize that Wen Xin'ai had lost a lot of weight, and her eyes were bloodshot. It was all because of Du Ning. This made him feel sour again, and he couldn't help but smile wryly. Can he still eat sweet and sour fish?

"I'm leaving now," he raised his head and moved closer to Wen Xin'ai, as if he was going to stroke her hair. Wen Xin'ai blinked vigorously with his big eyes, but he just picked up the fish scales from her hair, she was inexplicable Feeling disappointed, his eyes did not dare to fall on him because of embarrassment, "Wen Xinai, take care of yourself in the future." He said again, and then backed away.

Wen Xin'ai stood there without moving until the outside door closed. After a long time, she squatted down and buried her face between her legs.

"You mean you were arrested by Du Ning for treatment?" Chen Kangnan jumped up, "They threatened you?"

Song Zihe shook his head, and didn't want to mention it, because it must involve Wen Xin'ai, and he suddenly understood why Wen Xin'ai didn't mention a word to Du Ning before, and that kind of maintenance made him even more uncomfortable.

When Wen Xinai called him that day, he happened to be with Chen Kangnan, and during this period of time, except for asking for leave from the hospital and reporting his safety to his family, no one knew where he had gone, so Chen Kangnan saw him like After recovering the organization, there were almost no tears in my eyes.

"Where is it? I remember Zihe. The phone rang that day. Your name is Wen Xin'ai. You saw someone there. No, you have to go with me to the bureau tomorrow to identify the photo." Chen Kangnan didn't Seeing Song Zihe's strangeness, he was still asking desperately.

Song Zihe frowned: "It's just the three of us, and a few men. There's no drugs. Except for the bullets taken from Du Ning's body, I didn't even see a gun, Kang Nan." He stopped, took a deep breath, Staring at Chen Kangnan.

Chen Kangnan was taken aback, looking at Song Zihe's expression: "What's wrong?"

"I know that you are investigating Du Ning and looking for evidence of his drug trafficking, but I don't believe that Wen Xin'ai has anything to do with the whole thing. I hope that when you close the net, you can return her innocence and help me." When he said this He spoke very sincerely, even a little humble, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, which made him feel worried.

Chen Kangnan was stunned. He had never seen Song Zihe with such an expression. He was always exuberant, and his own excellence made him indifferent and indifferent to everything. But now, he was asking him for a suspect. Pleading, with a humble gesture that has never been done before.

He probably liked the one called Wen Xinai very much, or more than that, and he didn't seem to realize it himself, trying to pretend to be indifferent, but the expression in his brows and eyes had long been defeated.

"Okay, I'll check it out." He also agreed seriously.

The two were sitting on a bench in the green area of ​​the hospital, and each took a can of lukewarm canned coffee. Chen Kangnan was strong, Song Zihe was thin, one was wearing sportswear, full of heroism, the other was wearing a white coat, handsome and charming .

The two of them were silent for a while, then Chen Kangnan suddenly slapped Song Zihe on the shoulder with his fist: "I said Yan Xiaoqing has nothing wrong with it, she is beautiful and smart, I saw that girl in a daze, flustered and startled." At first glance, what do you like about her?"

Song Zihe took a sip of coffee, hot air came out of his mouth: "I just like to see her dumbfounded, surprised, and a little silly," he said, lightly touching the cup with his fingers. The mouth of the coffee was drawn, and the corners of the eyes were stretched a little because of this, "The face is small, and the facial features are also small, but when you smile, it seems to be all magnified, the eyes will become very bright, and the nose is wrinkled together, very cute .”

He didn't say that she was beautiful, nor did he say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but he said it without any point, but felt that it was extremely delicate. Normally, Chen Kangnan would jump up and make a fuss for a while, because it was impossible for him to be so indifferent. Song Zi of Bing and the words that should be spoken.

But because it was impossible, it seemed extremely precious anyway. Chen Kangnan didn't jump up, but just imagined what it would look like when a person smiled. He suddenly felt that Song Zihe was really a freak. How could he like someone so much? , never confessed, never promised, can't say wait ten years, but at least he never fell in love with others in those ten years, and even if we meet again ten years later, this kind of relationship is like being on a cliff, ethereal and dangerous.

"Maybe it's just your paranoia, like when we watched the 83 version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", even though the scenery in it was terrible and the props and martial arts were not very good, but it was already a classic in the era of lack of entertainment, so it's a lapse For such a long time, even if Zhang Jizhong used the best technology, he still couldn’t impress us. Actually, think about it calmly, if Zhang Jizhong’s version is at the front, what if the 83 version is behind? That’s another situation.”

Some strange metaphors, but Song Zihe understood what he meant, he was noncommittal, drank the coffee in the can in one gulp, and said: "Whoever said that paranoia is not a manifestation of love, but it is true that most people will always like the 83 version Go down." He said, aiming the tin can in his hand at the trash can not far away and throwing it over.

Chen Kangnan shook his head: "Zihe, you are a weird guy."

(End of this chapter)