Nine Prison Rings

That day, Luo Xiu said to give Fang Yixi something, maybe he subconsciously found an excuse for himself to go see the person he had missed for a long time.

Through the small glass window of the ward door, he saw Yixi lying on the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

My heart was overwhelmed, and the turbulent waves hit the shore; on the surface, I remained calm.He is too rational, and he is too meticulous in his work. Everything that reaches his brain must go through a reasonable scientific argument; this makes him hide any fragile emotions so deep, so deep that he even deceived himself.

Sometimes love is not believed because you see it; it is seen because you believe it.

Fang Yixi was finally discharged from the hospital.

As expected, Chi Wei took him to live in the villa next to the reservoir.

Revisiting the old place, the state of mind is completely different.It's late autumn, dead leaves are everywhere, and a thick layer of carpet has been accumulated; the autumn rain is continuous, and the remaining flowers are all blooming, which also helps the autumn.

Since Chi Wei took over Luo Xiu's engineering project, he has become so busy that his feet don't even touch the ground.The daily schedule is even more exaggerated than the registration of experts in well-known hospitals, and I can't wait for every minute to be a reminder that the appointment is full.

Yixi's body recovered well, which is inseparable from that thoughtful and beautiful private nurse.He takes targeted care in all aspects in the most scientific and reasonable way; sometimes he feels like a programmed animal, used to support a theory of a certain scientific research result.

This is helpless and boring.

In fact, Yixi felt that it was better for Chi Wei to be busy. He didn't have to face him all the time, thinking about how to repay him.Between him and Chi Wei, judging from the current situation, it will be a matter of time before a substantial step is taken.It's just that he hopes that the later the better, it can be delayed for a day.

Due to physical reasons, Chi Wei never mentioned this, nor did he make any suggestive actions.Every time he stayed in the villa, the maximum intimacy was just holding him to sleep.

Yixi knew in his heart that the behavior of Chi Wei's gentleman did not mean that his desire could be suppressed, but it meant that his desire became stronger.He wants more, and these are also paid with interest, and one day he will repay them double.As the saying goes: You don't get paid for nothing; you have accepted such courtesy from others, and you have the grace of saving your life;

It's really hard to tell who is at a disadvantage and who is taking advantage.In terms of Chi Wei's own conditions, there are also a lot of handsome men and beautiful women who catch up with each other.What's more, this person treats him with such respect and love.

Yixi knew that he should treat Chi Wei better, so it was not too much to repay him for being so considerate to him.But he still avoided it cautiously, covering it up without showing any trace.Neither embarrassing Chi Wei nor embarrassing himself.So far, what are you still worried about?Why resist Chi Wei's approach?He couldn't explain it himself.

I can only comfort myself, this is a spontaneous protective behavior of the body after the trauma, and it is not a big problem.Anyway, after living with a psychiatrist for so long, I can always find a more reasonable reason.

At the same time, he couldn't help worrying, how long could Chi Wei's patience last?

If the other party has endured to the limit, tearing off his face and asking him, I am afraid that he has no position to object, right? !When you get to that point, it's as bad as if you got a good hand of cards and let yourself beat them all.

Fang Yixi knew very well that he was waiting, and when he couldn't wait any longer, there would be an opportune time: to hand over himself as a sacrifice.

Apart from worrying about this, he didn't dare to waste time during his recuperation and recovery period.After escaping from the deserted house, there was no movement from Chen Zhirong.As if nothing had happened, no action was taken, and the silence was a little weird.

With Chi Wei standing in front of him and protecting him, Yixi was not that afraid; but in the end, there was always something hanging in his heart, up and down, like facing an abyss.

He began to seriously consider Chen Zhirong.

Chi Wei's previous investigation data, he wants to come over and check carefully.This man wanted to kill him, the hatred of his teeth; it was a knife hanging over the head.Who could have predicted that one day this knife would fall down and kill him.

You can't blindly rely on others, and being able to protect yourself is the way to be safe.Instead of always worrying about when the knife will fall, it is better to strike first.

He now has Chi Wei's manpower and connections as a backup, so he can get twice the result with half the effort.In addition to digging into the possible connection between him and Duanmu Can, his thoughts returned to the accidental death of Li Yuan and others.The death of these three people was too strange and too coincidental.There is no doubt about the cause of death, which is the most suspicious.

If Chen Zhirong had a relationship with Duanmu Can, then it is possible to know what happened back then.There is also a good reason to kill these three people.

Through some undisclosed channels, he obtained the detailed investigation files of the accidents of these three people, and started his precise analysis and thinking.And cross-compared with Chen Zhirong's whereabouts to rank them.

This period of painstaking search for food and sleep is simply possessed by Sherlock Holmes; the brain's imagination, thinking ability, frequent flashes of inspiration, and the will of the willows and flowers - this led him to draw a bold guess: Chen Zhirong created a series of accidents!

In other words, there was no accident at all, the murderer was Chen Zhirong.

If his deduction is correct, there is only one reasonable reason: Chen Zhirong is Duanmu Can's close relative.

The answer to this question lies precisely in Luo Xiu.

He clearly and clearly recorded the clues he had and the arguments he had concluded one by one, with relevant photos and documents as proof.Organize it all and glue it neatly in the envelope.

This time, it was his turn to strike preemptively—the best defense is to keep attacking.

So, on a bleak and cloudy autumn afternoon, he rang the doorbell of Luo Xiu's apartment.

More than three months have passed, and he stood in front of this very familiar house, as if in a lifetime... He, like a ghost who died once and came back to life, is looking for the origin of his previous life.

After a while, the door opened: Luo Xiu appeared in front of him.

Seeing it was him, he was slightly startled unexpectedly—a light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared quickly.

He still looks so heroic: light gray home clothes, slippers, a tall and strong figure, and the charming temperament of a mature man.A pair of deep eyes behind transparent lenses, as vast as a starry sky, mysterious, without emotion.However, the stubble on the chin has protruded and has not been shaved off; in the high posture, he is obviously haggard and tired.

Fang Yixi's heart ached faintly.

"Long time no see..." Yixi broke the stiff atmosphere and raised the corners of his lips.

"Yeah. It's been a long time." Luo Xiu nodded, feeling a little emotional, "You, are you recovering well?"

"Isn't it here? It's almost ready." Fang Yixi shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and made an expression that you saw it too.

Such a damned courtesy!Since when did they talk like two strangers, polite and blunt.

"You're here..." Luo Xiu looked at him puzzled.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Yixi rolled up the collar of his windbreaker and said pitifully, "It's a bit cold outside."

Luo Xiu looked at his frail body, thinking of him recovering from a serious illness, his heart softened.

"come in."

Fang Yixi followed him into the house: took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet at the entrance, and changed them on with ease; just like every day before.

Luo Xiu noticed his movements and said nothing, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Yixi took off the windbreaker outside and habitually curled up on the sofa, like a lazy kitten.

Luo Xiu poured hot tea from the kitchen and put it in his hand.Only then did he realize that his hands were very cold, very cold, and the coldness was a bit strange.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Fang Yixi raised the corners of his mouth: "I walked for a long time, probably because I stayed outside for too long and it was freezing."

"Come here?" Luo Xiu stared at him in disbelief.No wonder it was frozen like this, at least it was frozen outside for two or three hours, right?From Chiwei's villa to here, Fang Yixi is going to retrace the Long March? !

"Is your brain broken? Or do you have a tendency to masochistic?"

Luo Xiu said mocking words, but his palm held his hand and rubbed it slowly.

"You don't know how much courage I need to come here..."

Fang Yixi lowered his head, took a sip of hot tea, and whispered something.

Luo Xiu's heart moved, he understood what Yixi was referring to, and sighed softly.He let go of his hand, and said in a cold tone: "Didn't we agree? It's over. You shouldn't come here...We have nothing to do with you."

With the expected response, Fang Yixi still felt an indescribable sadness.

A few months ago, this person was so indifferent that he didn't even bother to look at him. How determined was he to draw a line with him!His feelings can be let go as soon as they are said, and broken as soon as they are said, without any sloppy.On the other hand, in order to see him, he gave him a glance; he tried his best, and came to the door humbly.

Is love to the end, so humble?

Yixi stabilized her trembling hands, and tried to calmly say: "I'm here, just to ask you to solve a problem that has troubled me for a long time: Officer Chen hates me so much that he wants me to die. What's the relationship with Chan?"