[Danmei Medium Chapter] Infernal Affairs

In the mid-term exam, Shu Yi's grades plummeted, falling out of the top ten percent of majors for the first time.

Mother was naturally very dissatisfied, and started yelling on the phone.But this time, he didn't drive directly to the school to talk to the counselor and department head like before, which made Shu Yi heave a sigh of relief.

The mother is still busy negotiating divorce matters with the father, and Shu Yi can't help much.It's useless to just look at my mother's desperation every day, feel guilty, and feel that I can't take responsibility.

Even if his mother stopped pressing him because she couldn't get away recently, he still couldn't be happy.

Because of Ningwen.

In fact, more than a month has passed, and I don't think much about him and that girl named Ye Peiying anymore.But when I think of him occasionally, I can't help but feel dull pain in my chest one after another.

How is he doing?

He went to every performance of the University League, although he kept telling himself that he wanted to cultivate his artistic cells and relax his mind, but whenever the host announced the curtain, he was vaguely looking forward to the appearance of the boy with a clean voice In the spotlight.

None of them.

The talented boy who became popular with the original song "If I Have Love" seemed to be a flash in the pan, and then withered after a short bloom in the top ten singer finals.

He never appeared in the sight of the crowd again.

Slowly, many people will forget about this person named Ning Wen.Because the new school year has started, and there is a new preliminaries for the top ten singers, and many outstanding newcomers have been produced.

Time is always passing, leave the past behind, and go on the road with ease.Little do they know that the things left behind by time are hard for people to let go.

Ning Wen no longer appeared, and Shu Yi had inquired about him indirectly.

Everyone told him that Ning Wen hadn't come to school for a long time.

Shu Yi told himself more than once, don't think about him anymore, after all, he may not even have a place in his heart.But his memory doesn't seem to be his, it always comes out when he is quiet, showing him Ning Wen's melancholy smile before turning around.

He just likes him.

No matter how hard you deny it, it's an undeniable fact.

In November, Beijing fell into the cold, but Quneitra was still hot and dry.

Ning Wen has been missing for a week, and the satellite phone has been unable to get through.A few days ago, there was news that his car was found near a residential area, but the car was empty.

Moreover, when the interview car was found, the driver's door was open, and there were several bullet holes in the front windshield.

The colleagues waited for news for a week, but there was no progress at all. Finally, they unanimously decided to report Ningwen as missing in another week if Ning Wen didn't show up.

It's not unkind, but in a war-torn country like Syria, the chances of surviving after being missing for two weeks are extremely slim.

In the Syrian theater, you never know which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

Tao Ze negotiated several times with his superiors, wanting to go out to find Ning Wen, but they were all rejected.It seems that the superiors have long acquiesced that Ning Wen was killed, and told the living not to worry about the dead.So everyone just waited and watched people from all over the world express their views on the scenes taken in Ningwen on the Internet, which made me very uncomfortable.

Ning Wen was huddled in the pitch-black darkness, covered with scars.

Since he was kidnapped by terrorists during an interview in a residential area that day, he has never seen the sun again.In fact, it doesn't matter, it's just that my body has been ruined to a mess.

His spirit is extremely fragile, walking on the verge of collapse.

Most of the consciousness in his brain was destroyed, and he almost forgot why he was here.

When vision fails, touch always becomes extremely sensitive.A little bit of pain can make him convulse, not to mention those despicable men's repeated violations again and again.

Injected with muscle-relaxing drugs, he had no choice but to be a fish on a chopping board and be slaughtered.

When the pain was so extreme, he cried and called Shu Yi's name - "Shu Yi, save me".

Shu Yi will not come, never will.

But every time he called his name, he felt that he had been redeemed.

He is his last light.

Ye Peiying rushed out of the dormitory building with bread in her mouth and a bag of milk.Halfway through the run, he ran back and pulled a piece of "Global Viewpoint" on the newspaper rack downstairs.

In a hurry to rush into the classroom and sit down before the class bell rang, she let out a big breath.

Ye Peiying spread out the "Global Viewpoint" newspaper while swallowing her cold bread.Ning Wen's reports will be posted here.Because this is an English newspaper, students who are not English majors generally don't read it.Moreover, the section on the Syrian civil war is hidden in the last small corner, and the headlines written by Ning Wen seem obscure compared to topics such as Sino-US relations and the Japanese economic crisis.

In the eyes of many journalism scholars, it seems that only a large-scale frontal conflict, such as Israel's air strikes on Syria last month, is worth reporting.Civil war or something will not expand its influence, and it has nothing to do with others.

Ye Peiying complained for Ning Wen.He risked his life to report from the front lines of the war, and it was not obvious to those who sat in the comfort of the research room and talked about economics and international relations.

But fortunately, Ningwen's reports are high-quality articles, concise and clear, and the language is concise. Ye Peiying takes a "Global Perspective" every day to track the progress of Ningwen's work.

The most important thing is that she can see Ning Wen's signature every day, and she knows that he has passed today safely again.

But she has not seen Ning Wen's name for six days.She looked through the Syrian section several times, and confirmed that she could not find Ningwen's signature.

It's okay if you can't see it for a day or two, maybe the arrangement is different.However, he was absent for six consecutive days, did Ning Wen encounter any accident?

Impossible Impossible!

She shook her head, folded the newspapers and put them away, trying to comfort herself that Ning Wen was so powerful that no one could do anything to him.

Moreover, international journalists and medical staff are protected by UN law, and no one dares to touch them.

Well, it must be so.

So Ning Wen is just resting recently, or doing other interviews.