poor house

So few things, so the headlines and exclusives on the front page have become the heart of all the news media.

Seeing Ning getting thinner due to work pressure, his heartache can only be expressed in the more and more abundant meals.Every meal is tailored to Ning's physique, and he rarely asks Ning to do even the daily housework.Ning's laptop has already occupied the intimate time every night.He could only silently put a cup of hot milk with honey on the table when Ning was typing on the keyboard or gnashing his teeth facing the screen.

In the beginning, Ning would occasionally stop to talk to him, but later on, Ning turned around less and less often, and the milk in the glass was never empty again.

So he got the most at home, only the back of Ning facing the computer screen.

But even so, in his light sleep, he would gently embrace Ning, who climbed onto the bed lightly, into his arms.Only at this time, Ning, who has always been strong, will let go of the strong woman in the workplace, and the tone of gentle apology is full of exhaustion.

He always felt that holding Ning tightly from behind was like hugging the whole world.Even if the world is pitch black, with no grass growing and boundless desolation, it is everything he loves.

But he never thought that one day, his own hands would never be able to touch Ning again.It's like the whole world ends here.

"Tick-tock-"

Hot tears slammed down on the cover of the beautiful album. Since her husband's accident, Aning has locked herself in the room for three days without eating or drinking.Every day, I look through the photo albums of the two of them since college, which are several thick books.And whenever he sees the last book full of blanks, Ah Ning always thinks of what he often said to himself, we still have a lifetime to go on.

The father-in-law and mother-in-law have already returned to their own home. Aning rejected the plan of his parents to stay and take care of him, and still lives alone in the home that originally belonged to two people.The room where only one person was left was cold and eerily quiet.

Every night, Ah Ning would turn on all the lights in the room, huddled under the quilt and hugged herself tightly, but even so, the already cold limbs could no longer warm up.

Looking at Ah Ning's memories like a revolving door following those photos, Wu Xie stood in the corner of the room and only sighed.In fact, many people, like Aning, ignore the most precious warmth around them in pursuit of career, fame, money, and power.And Ah Ning was too unlucky, before she had time to discover her mistake, she lost the chance to make up for it forever.

Quietly looking at Ah Ning, who was already sleeping soundly on the bed, Wu Xie slowly walked to her side, the pale light filled her haggard face with sadness, her domineering and powerful in the humble house could not be seen at the corners of her eyes, There is only endless regret and despair left.

And what I want to see next should be the most fatal blow to Aning.

After his mind went blank for a moment, Wu Xie found himself in the middle of a sea of ​​people. The noisy environment and strong sunlight appeared at the same time, which made Wu Xie not quite understand what was going on with the scene change for a while.

"Isn't this bandit too bold now?"

"That's right, you actually dare to rob a bank in broad daylight?"

"Have you heard, it seems that he has a gun, otherwise how dare a person rob a bank!"

"My God, this is too scary!"

Listening to the grim but chattering discussions of the surrounding people, Wu Xie finally figured out that he was at the scene of a bank robbery.After struggling to get to the front of the crowd, Wu Xie saw at a glance the media who were stopped by the police a few meters away, each with their microphones outstretched, their cameras on their shoulders and their guns and short cannons, looking like they were ready to go. What they are facing is not the safety of ordinary people, but just a piece of eye-catching news.Without too much effort, Wu Xie found Aning who was at the front.

Strange, did I miscalculate, what will happen next will only have an impact on Aning's career?Wu Xie looked away from Aning's face suspiciously, that expression was exactly the same as that of other news media faces, Wu Xie really didn't want to watch it anymore.

"Including the bank staff, there are sixteen hostages in total." Hearing the conversations of the police officers vaguely, Wu Xie looked at the bank with the closed glass door from a distance, and could only see a few blurred figures, as if frightened The hostage who fell to the ground.

"Can you tell us about the situation now? People need to know the truth of the matter!" Aning, who squeezed here at some point, pointed the microphone at the nearest policeman, and the eager expression on his face made it hard to tell. Clear is anxious or excited.

"The truth is that you have seriously hindered our rescue." The policeman with no expression said coldly, nodded to the other two colleagues, and pushed Ah Ning back.

"The public has the right to know!" Aning, who staggered two steps back, was still arguing. The bright sun shone on her fancy makeup, and her neat short hair became messy under the push.

Wu Xie stood aside and looked coldly at the still young and vigorous Ah Ning, the inexplicable disgust rising in her heart almost immediately overwhelmed her sympathy.The red and blue strobe lights on the police car reflected dazzling light in the sun, and the police officers with walkie-talkies all looked stern, while more than ten meters away, heavily armed special police officers were ready to break through.

It seemed that there was only one robber just now. Although he was holding a gun, he had been in a stalemate with the police for nearly four hours.Wu Xie stood on tiptoe and looked into the bank. After all, this is a small town, and it's not an American drama. How could it be so easy for ordinary people to get guns.Maybe it was just robbers bluffing?

Not only Wu Xie thought of this, but the police also seemed to have thought of it early in the morning.The assault team has surrounded the bank along the corner, and the commander standing behind the police car is holding a loudspeaker to do the final negotiation with the robbers in the bank.

"Captain, is the so-called gun holding just a cover? The people are panicking now, can you tell us the exact news?" Also unable to restrain themselves were the media who were carrying equipment and were exposed to the sun for more than four hours. Three reporters squeezed forward with their microphones in hand, and the police station maintaining order was almost about to be breached.

"Can you media stop making trouble?" Putting down the horn and yelling at several reporters, the captain said sternly, "It's not like you don't know the situation. When we received the alarm, some people did hear the gunshots. What are you going to do? What is the truth?!"

I don't know if the loudspeaker's radio effect is so good that the robber heard the doubts from the media and the police, or maybe the robber has reached the limit and continues to give everyone another warning.When no one could react, they heard a sudden muffled gunshot that was about to burst their eardrums, and then there were bursts of shrill screams from the bank.

The commandos who received the signal rushed into the bank quickly, and the surrounding people were also frightened by the gunshots, their faces livid.Wu Xie stood on the spot and looked at the scene in front of him as if it was about to rewind, and a strong uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart for no reason.The sound of the gunshot just now was muffled, and it was obvious that something had been hit.Add in those terrified screams, did the robbers really shoot a hostage? !

After a few more dull gunshots, a signal came from the bank that the gangster had been killed.Rescuers and police forces outside the bank quickly rushed into the building, and the shocking survivors were helped out of the building one by one. At the same time, there were two corpses with their faces covered on the stretchers that were pushed out.

The unhindered media saw the timing of the unit price and swarmed up. The cameras and microphones were all aimed at the staff, and there were even a few bold reporters who were going to lift their masks.

"May I ask if the death of the hostage on the spot was due to the ineffective rescue by the police?"

"May I ask if the deceased had an argument with the gangster before shooting?"

"Is it convenient to reveal the identity of the deceased?"

Wu Xie looked at the ambulances and stretchers that were completely surrounded from a distance, the sound of police sirens and the sound of the media's questions mixed with the sound of the camera shutter, but in the midday sun, it was like a reminder to Wu Xie. Xie's back was covered with cold sweat.Turning her head to look for Aning, she saw that she was supporting a crying bank clerk, her chattering mouth seemed to be interviewing something.If Aning really got something out of this employee's mouth, then today's headline news must be none other than her.

"The robber was going to hit me...but he came out and blocked it for me..."

"He's not an employee...he's here to handle business...his ID card is still with me...when he just gave it to me...the robber rushed in..."

The trembling female staff member took out the certificate she had been clutching tightly from her pocket, and slowly placed it on Ah Ning's open palm.Wu Xie looked coldly at the expectant and eager expression on Aning's side face, and already guessed what was going to happen next.

All the voices disappeared in an instant, and even the originally fierce and vicious sunshine turned pale and cold. Wu Xie looked at Aning who took the certificate expressionlessly, and saw that the expression on her face gradually froze, and then, It was a heart-wrenching exclamation.

And in the last scene before the scene changed, Ah Ning held down the unit price holding the dead body of her lover and wept bitterly, while the people around her turned a blind eye to her grief, but stretched out the microphone and lens media.

From the news media as an interviewer, it was instantly transformed into the family members of the victim.No one cares about this kind of identity change, what they care about is just