The moon in full bloom

That person has acting skills at the level of a movie queen.

Tao Qingyang thought silently.

When Wen Huan was questioned by the police, her face was pale, and there was unconcealable panic in her eyes, as if a slight movement could make her jump up in fright.

So many people were watching, and although few of the details were clear, what happened was very clear. It was Nie Tongge who drove on the rampage by himself, and Wen Huan was the victim, so it had nothing to do with it.

When the forensic doctor came, he murmured, "The trauma is just an ordinary minor injury, so why did he die?"

Hearing this sentence, Wen Huan shivered a bit, and a policeman waved his hand and said, "Go back, go back, it has nothing to do with you."

Tao Qingyang supported her and dragged her slowly towards the house. Wen Huan was exhausted, with one hand hanging on her shoulder, and he moved stiffly with his head down.

Soon the two entered the unit door, but instead of taking the elevator, they chose to take the stairs.

Wen Huan was not as frightened as before, he let out a breath, and put his arm off Tao Qingyang's shoulder, "Are you scared?"

"A little bit." Tao Qingyang smiled wryly, his glasses unconsciously looked at the backpack.

Nie Tongge's shoulder bag.

At that moment, when Wen Huan stuffed it to Tao Qingyang, a security guard had already walked over. Tao Qingyang didn't have time to move the backpack away, so he simply carried it on his shoulder. Anyway, women always carry a bag when they go out, so it won't attract attention. .

In front of the police, Wen Huan deliberately pretended to be terribly frightened, attracting everyone's attention and weakening Tao Qingyang's sense of existence. No one noticed the black backpack on her shoulders that didn't match her clothes.

Anyway, the plan was a success.

However, Wen Huan's acting skills were so good that Tao Qingyang always felt uncomfortable, especially the way Wen Huan hummed a ditty relaxedly after seeing people.

How can I tell, when is she not acting?

Back home, Tao Qingyang put the black backpack on the sofa, but Wen Huan didn't rush to open it to look, but undressed one by one as if no one else was there, went upstairs naked, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.

She didn't look at Tao Qingyang, she still had a relaxed face, enjoying the hot water that was available all day long.

With the sound of rushing water, Tao Qingyang picked up the clothes she had thrown on the ground one by one, and suddenly found that the coat was stained with blood.

That was the blood splattered from Nie Tongge being killed in front of her.

Tao Qingyang stared at the closed bathroom door and sighed.

She is not without fear, but her acting skills are really good.

How does it feel to witness death?And how strong does a person have to be to endure the breath of fear emanating from his bones?

Tao Qingyang even thought of the reason why Wen Huan had to pretend - in this family, there must be one person who cannot be defeated, if she collapses, what will happen to the remaining one?

"Qing Yang, bath towel." In the bathroom, Wen Huan said lazily, with a drawn-out tone, beckoning her to bring the bath towel.

Tao Qingyang's originally slack eyes came back to life, and he took the freshly washed bath towel exuding the fragrance of the sun from the balcony, and sent it to her.

She twisted open the door with one hand and tentatively walked in.

The sound of water in the bathroom didn't stop, Wen Huan turned on the shower to a high temperature, the whole space was filled with water vapor, the white flowers were misty, wave after wave, the mist dispersed, blurring the vision.

Tao Qingyang blinked vigorously, but she still could only see strong water vapor, even if Wen Huan was standing in front of her at this moment, she couldn't tell it apart.

"Wen Huan?" she called out.

There was no response, only the endless sound of water.

She remembered that a large bathtub was built in this bathroom. Maybe Wen Huan was taking a bath, or maybe he passed out because of shortness of breath.

Thinking of this, Tao Qingyang immediately became nervous, took half a step, and stretched out his hand to feel ahead, "Wen Huan!"

A hand was suddenly stretched out in the thick fog, hugging her waist desperately.Tao Qingyang was startled at first, and wanted to struggle away, when she saw Wen Huan's wet hair sticking to her face, emerging from behind her.

Half of her body was hidden in the mist, so she couldn't see clearly, but Tao Qingyang saw clearly, her eyes were full of fragility.

Nie Tongge said that someone harmed her, and she really died, on the day she was about to show something important.This may be a change that even Wen Huan did not expect, but it really happened.

The mystery revealed a little clue in the darkness, and she could only be in the bathroom for a short while, covered by the sound of water, for a short while.

Tao Qingyang touched her face with pity, and gently patted her back to comfort Wen Huan.

Wen Huan arched his back, water droplets dripped from his hair and slid down his body, his forehead rested on Tao Qingyang's shoulder.After a long time, she raised her head, the fragility in her eyes had disappeared, but there was an indescribable fire burning.

Being stared at by such dangerous eyes, Tao Qingyang felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Want to run, but just leave like this, how can Liu Wenhuan face the fear in his heart alone?

But the fire in Wen Huan's eyes became hotter and hotter, Tao Qingyang's heart beat faster and he almost jumped out of his body.

Before she was about to throw down the towel and rush out the door, Wen Huan took the first step, and using that cuddling posture, pressed Tao Qingyang against the bathroom wall.

A whirlwind.

It wasn't until Tao Qingyang's back bumped into the wet and warm tiles that he felt that he could rely on him, but the ominous premonition completely turned into the tension of facing danger directly.

The place that Wen Huan's gaze scanned inch by inch became stiff, Tao Qingyang seemed to have lost his body, he let go of his hand in vain, and let the towel fall to the ground.

Wen Huan leaned over softly, kissed her forehead lightly, and then went all the way down.

……

【In order to maintain the development of the website】

[I am the dividing line of the river crab]

【Simple stream of consciousness】

【Just let your imagination run wild】

【Too lazy to imagine, let's chat in the group】

[I won't tell you the group number]

……

"How much water did we just waste?"

Wen Huan was covered with a thick quilt and turned on the air conditioner, and he and Tao Qingyang were rubbing each other's hair. Hearing her first sentence was to ask this, he was speechless for a while.

Tao Qingyang is really... good at everything, thrifty, and housekeeping.With her, becoming the richest man is just around the corner.

"Next time, don't turn on the shower to do...do this kind of thing!" Tao Qingyang blushed, and wiped the tip of her hair with the last dry towel, her hands moved gently, but her tone was fierce.

Wen Huan turned around so that she could comb her long hair. The little guy looked shy and shy, but his hands were not weak. When he got excited, he liked to pull people's hair, which made her scalp hurt.

After combing for a while, Wen Huan swayed, fell into Tao Qingyang's arms, raised his head slightly, pointed at his neck lazily and moaned: "Look—"

Tao Qingyang lowered his head for some unknown reason, his face turned even redder.

Breaking through that thin skin, she was actually very cruel in her bones, biting Wen Huan's neck so mottled that it almost oozes blood.

"I, I..." Tao Qingyang stammered, not knowing how to explain.

Wen Huan is still very gentle. She can give a five-star praise no matter the admiration of her figure or her skills. She is much more jerky and insists on coming. Now that she sees her masterpiece, she regrets it too much.

Seeing that Tao Qingyang couldn't utter a single word, Wen Huan pinched her face and said teasingly, "It's okay, we have another time."

Tao Qingyang turned her head in shame, and said slowly after a while: "You, are you feeling better?"

"If you mean about Nie Tongge, it's better. If you mean the cause and effect of all this, I still don't have a clue." Wen Huan replied seriously, his tense expression suddenly took on an unscrupulous smile, turned over and lay down, "Okay, let's go to sleep!"

Tao Qingyang stretched out his hand to grab her ear, "Why are you sleeping, it's daytime, daytime!"

"During the day..." Wen Huan sighed without knowing what to say, got up from the bed suddenly, and ran out violently, stepping on slippers, and ran back after a while, holding two glasses of milk in his hand.

Tao Qingyang understood that the milk was not for her to drink for sleep, because Wen Huan's other hand was holding Nie Tongge's backpack.

Alas, it is a special life experience to solve thorny mysteries instead of cuddling and whispering immediately.

The old-fashioned black backpack has the most conservative style. Wen Huan sat by the bed, took a deep breath, and carefully opened the zipper.

Tao Qingyang gulped down the milk, wrapped the person in with a quilt, and said with concern: "The air conditioner is on, so be careful not to catch a cold."

"En." Wen Huan responded, turned the backpack upside down, and the contents inside shook on the bed. After making sure that there was nothing missing in the interlayer, he put the empty bag aside.

What Nie Tongge brought was very simple, a box of foundation, two packs of tissues, a wallet, and a bunch of keys.

The foundation box was empty a long time ago. I'm afraid she has been restless these days. She is not in the mood to put on makeup at all, and she didn't throw it away. Wen Huan picked it up and smelled it, and there was no peculiar smell.

Tao Qingyang also helped to pull out the tissues one by one. They were very clean and there was nothing written on them.

"One thing is missing." Wen Huan frowned.

"what?"

"Mobile phone." Nie Tongge sent a text message to Tao Qingyang last night, it is impossible not to have a mobile phone.Moreover, in the car, she didn't seem to see this thing.

As Wen Huan said, he turned his gaze to the last wallet.

There was an ordinary debit card in the wallet. According to Nie Tongge's previous position, it was impossible for him to be unqualified to apply for a credit card. Wen Huan wrote down the card number and took out the money in it.

About more than 300 yuan, some change, and a receipt in the change.

Tao Qingyang leaned over to look at it with her, and suddenly said, "Isn't this the receipt from the gas station by the road!"

The date of the invoice is still today. It seems that before Nie Tongge drove to find Wen Huan, he refueled on the way, and after paying, he stuffed the change and the invoice into his wallet.

Wen Huan looked at the invoice over and over again, his brows became more and more tightly wrinkled, and he stretched out as if thinking of something, "...then, I should know where she is going to take us."

The author has something to say:

There are a lot of authors of Fish Lip! !I cleaned it up and I'm waiting for you! ! ! !

[Group number: 64771226 (any stepping stone, *vest or text name will do)]

swipe again

[Group number: 64771226 (any stepping stone, *vest or text name will do)]

PS: This is a scientific, rigorous, and shameless (strike out this sentence) article. The cause of Nie Tongge's death has long been set, and it is neither fantasy nor science fiction.

The shocking thing is... well, spoiler, I have already written the outline, as soon as the part about the cause of death is set, Ebola broke out, and as soon as the outline of Dr. Mu's experiment content is set , thousands of algae washed up on the coast of Sydney overnight...

There are so many spoilers, everyone is free to speculate, analyze and imagine YY... Anyway, I don't dare to write the outline easily now~

See you in the group!