Away from the hospital, the nearby light faded.

Raindrops hit the ground, stirring up one fleeting spray after another, which was reflected into ink by the dark sky.

There is something wrong with the street lamp at the end of the road. It flashes like it will go out the next moment. Shunian turns on the flashlight of the mobile phone, lights up the road ahead, and walks forward slowly.

The cold wind mixed with the fine rain poured into the neck nest one after another. The chest seems to be stabbed by something sharp, inexplicably painful.

Shunian squeezed the handle tightly and let out a dull breath.

Did she recognize the wrong person?

After all, it's been so many years. The memory of Xie Ruhe, but also just a young look.

Dark black hair, eyes of the same hue. Blue and white striped school uniform, washed white sports shoes. She is tall and straight. Don't talk, don't laugh.

Too gloomy to approach.

Always alone, always alone. It's like living in your own world.

And the man just now.

Cool look, wearing a black windbreaker. Clearly because of the relationship between the wheelchair than a large section of people, but still arrogant. The facial features are a little longer than that of the youth, strong and distinct.

A sense of familiarity came.

Shunian sniffed.

She didn't mean to be malicious, and she didn't mean to be close. It's just that he seems to have been waiting here alone for a long time. I don't know if someone will come to pick him up. And I don't know why, he also I'm in a wheelchair.

So I just want to talk to him.

It's very cold and the rain doesn't know when it will stop. She can give him the umbrella. Her home is not far away. She can run back or buy an umbrella at a nearby convenience store.

It's just one sentence.

But he still didn't listen, but she didn't have the stubborn courage as before.

I don't know why Xie Ruhe suddenly has such an idea.

Fang Wencheng looks complex, put his hand in a gear, half lift clutch, leisurely forward. I can also notice a stray dog galloping by the side.

Get out of the path and get on the road.

The woman was walking on the sidewalk, and Fang Wencheng was driving, keeping a distance of about five meters from her. From time to time behind him sounded the siren to urge him, so that he sat uneasy.

A few minutes later.

"Young master." Fang Wencheng's hands began to sweat. "After a while, the people behind won't get off the car and hit me directly, will they?"

Xie Ruhe also looked at the woman outside the window, did not move, and did not answer his words.

There's a car speeding through the other lane.

Behind is the continuous whistle, occasionally can ring the man is not happy to curse.

Soon, Fang Wencheng couldn't stand it any more. He carefully glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "young master, do you want to know where the young lady lives?"

Xie Ruhe didn't speak.

Fang Wencheng swallowed his saliva and felt that his job was not done by human beings: "I don't think it's appropriate for us to drive like this. Maybe we'll scare that young lady."

“……”

"I mean, if you like her, why don't you just ask for her contact information..."

“……”

Fang Wencheng scratched his head and put forward another suggestion: "maybe I'll get out of the car and follow What do you think? "

This is like touching Xie Ruhe's nerve. His eyebrows and eyes moved. He slowly drew back his eyes and pulled out a smile. But without any smile.

A few seconds later, Xie Ruhe's expression settled, and the radian of his mouth went back.

The atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point.

Xie Ruhe's voice is light, mixed with some irritability, uncertain. The tone of voice was extremely fierce, and gradually aggravated with the utterance of each word -

"and then let me, a lame man, drive."

Because my mind is all about seeing Xie Ruhe.

Shunian's mood was a little low, his attention was distracted, and his vigilance was not as serious as usual, but he soon found that There seems to be a car following her.

I'm afraid that I think too much, but I still secretly look there, pretending to be careless.

Black Bentley, you can see a man in the driver's seat. There's no one in the front passenger's seat. I can't see the back seat clearly.

Shunian lowered his eyes, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and carefully typed 110 on the dial key. She hung her head and covered her eyes with an umbrella, pretending to be in a water hole. Stop and go.

Keep your eyes on that car.

The black Bentley, as she thought, started and stopped. She walks, it opens, she stops, it stops.

A car clubbed on the side of the road, moving at tortoise speed, ignoring the whistle behind, insisted on moving at this speed, only to hang a sign to tell the world: "I'm tracking people, don't disturb me.".

This behavior can almost make shunian sure that the car is following her.

Shunian's face turned pale and subconsciously went to the inside of the sidewalk. Her pace quickened and her breathing became difficult.There's only one thought left in my head.

Go to the police station nearby.

No matter who is following her, as long as you go to the police station, it will be safe.

The pace of reading is faster and faster.

White shoes stepped into the water pit, splashed and stained. The light was dim and the wind was cold. Her head was low, as timid as a homeless animal shivering on the street on a rainy night.

I haven't been waiting for school yet.

Because she kept her head down and didn't see the road ahead, she ran into a man's chest. Shunian's breath stagnated and he stepped back like a snake. Look up.

"Right..."

She hasn't finished her apology. At the same time, a loud noise came from behind.

Bang -

is the sound of car to car collision.

Shunian turns back with the sound.

The black Bentley was still five meters away from her. A man came down from the driver's seat of the white car following her. He went straight to the black Bentley and knocked heavily on the window: "are you sick?"

It's rear end.

The ensuing curse, but inexplicably let the book read a sigh of relief.

The next moment, the man she hit made a noise.

The voice is rough, heavy and low, and the acquired smoke voice is a bit sexy. A little familiar.

"Little girl."

The book read up.

The man didn't hold an umbrella and wore a waterproof Hooded Coat. The coat is loose, the hat is on the head, and there are several Stubbles on the chin. He has a handsome face and is tall and strong.

It's someone she knows.

He you, officer he in the mouth of Deng Qingyu.

He you glanced at the situation over there and didn't care much. Subconsciously, he touched his pocket, took out his pack of cigarettes, quickly put them back, read: "how about this expression?"

Shunian didn't say a word.

Seeing this, he you lowered his head and noticed her pale to bloodless face. He slightly pick eyebrows, smile: "Oh, was followed again?"

“……”

Shunian lips pursed into a line, she held the bag in one hand, low mood ground to open the topic: "there seems to be an accident, don't you go to have a look?"

He you snorted: "when do I have to do the work of traffic police?"

Shunian said, "I'll go back first."

"No, I'll give you a ride?" He you didn't notice her mood and laughed twice, "don't scare yourself all day long. I think you want to soak me if you have more times."

The pace of reading stopped and frowned. He thought he was a fool. She pinched the bag in her hand, pulled out the fold, and turned to look at the black Bentley: "someone is..."

Her voice was low and slow, and she stopped for a moment.

At the moment, the back seat window of black Bentley is open for the most part, and you can clearly see a man sitting in the back seat. He put his elbow on the window and his face was cold. Half of his face was in the dark, drawing a deep profile of his side face.

He put his eyes on her without concealment.

Look up.

Shunian was suddenly speechless.

He you waited a few seconds, did not hear her next words, looked down. Then she took the umbrella in her hand and covered it on her: "OK, let's go."

The book reads to take back the line of sight, Leng next: "go where?"

"Where else?" He you's epilogue is slightly picked up and laughs, "take you home. Little girl

The book read aloud and followed him. She couldn't help but put her mind on the Bentley again, but when she looked over there, she found that the window in the back seat had risen.

Only leave a dark mirror, reflecting the light of the street lamp.

He you seems to have something else.

On the way, shunian heard him pick up a phone call and seemed to be urging him to move faster. He you didn't have much patience, so he roared in the past: "OK, I'm in a hurry. I'll change and go

Shunian was so scared that he stepped on a puddle.

Both were splashed.

He you looked at her without expression: "did you jump on it?"

Reading the mood is not very good, looking at dirty little white shoes, frown.

"Elder sister, why don't you say a word?" He you hung up, but said, "like a Muggle."

After thinking about it, shunian thought that it was not good for him to do so. He said, "do you want to go home, too?"

"Yes, I forgot my umbrella. I was wet all over. I went back to change my clothes before I came out." He you stretched out his hand and wiped his face. "I'm so cold."

Shunian understood: "then you just want to rub my umbrella, not take me home."

“……”

He you's expression is a little hard to say, instant gas Music: "on your mother haggle."

There is no elevator in shunian's house.

The corridor is not narrow, the light is controlled by voice, very bright.Shunian lives on the second floor and climbs a staircase. She hung her umbrella on the shoe rack, and without rushing to close the door, she looked up and said, "officer he, do you drink sugar Sydney? My mom made it. "

He you lives upstairs in shunian. At this time, he just went to the door, took out the key and waved: "no, I'll go out later. Thank you for me, aunt

The book read to answer a voice, didn't force. When you close the door, don't forget to lock it. Tired all over, she threw her bag on the sofa, but still walked around every corner of the house. After checking the doors and windows, she went back to the living room.

Pick up the dirty white shoes and enter the bathroom.

Shunian took a basin of hot water and squatted on the ground to brush his shoes. Absent mindedly, the image of the man in the back seat of the black Bentley kept floating in his mind.

For a long time, she drooped eyelids, holding the basin to the balcony drying shoes.

After washing, shunian, with his wet hair, practices mouth shape in front of the TV in the living room. She noticed that it was nearly twelve o'clock before she turned off the TV.

Shunian turned on the light in the room and left the door wide open. Then she went to the living room and turned off the light. It was dark. She ran back to the room and pulled the three locks on the side of the door.

Turn on the air conditioner, read climb into bed, not sleepy.

She hid under the covers, staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a few seconds, shunian suddenly picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and turned over the few lists in the address book.

Shunian's eyes stopped on the three words "Xie Ruhe", with his fingertips on the top, and there was no movement.

She wants to know if the man today is Xie Ruhe.

If so, why did he ignore her? If not, why did he follow her.

It's hard to understand.

This is the number Xie Ruhe used five years ago, and then he went abroad. At that time, she contacted him through QQ.

So shunian is not sure whether he is using this number.

Shunian sighed, threw his cell phone aside, rolled into the quilt, closed his eyes and forced himself to go to bed.

After a long time, shunian got up, his eyes drooped slightly, and his expression was thin. She turned on her cell phone again, and this time she dialed directly, as if on impulse.

I didn't even think it was too late.

Du, Du, Du -

in the waiting time.

Shunian recalled the scene when they met for the first time. He looked empty and lost his mind unconsciously. The sound of the machine is still ringing, the phone has not been answered for a long time, and it hangs up automatically.

Shunian let out a dull breath. She took her mind back and put her cell phone in the cupboard at the head of the bed.

There's a slight bump.

At the same time, the ring of the mobile phone seems to be turned on and suddenly rings.

The book reads the facial expression one meal, droops the head to see, the instant is stunned.

Three words are flashing on the caller ID.

It's the name of the person who just didn't answer the phone -

Xie Ruhe.