Chapter 444

Melodious English songs, without warning.

Xiao Jinghe stared up, the red wine cup on the table was upside down, and the bright red liquor was dripping on the carpet.

“Inawhilemyflower，somewhereinadeserthaze……”

She stares at it dully, the screen light of her mobile phone is cold and white, the melody of English songs is melodious and loud, she stands up on her knees, her legs are weak, she stumbles a little and picks up the phone with shaking hands.

"Hello."

There is no sound over there.

Her hand on the table shook so much that she met the cold red wine between her fingers: "who are you? Speak. "

No one spoke. There was only a whistle on the other end of the phone. It was blowing the tune of the English song. It was intermittent. Her leg was soft. Her phone fell on the carpet. The sound in the receiver disappeared for a moment. Then gradually Gradually, the whistles became louder and clearer.

She suddenly turned around and smashed a stick with thick arms --

"Rongli!"

She opened her eyes abruptly, and the dazzling light came in without warning. After a brief stupidity, the white wall top reflected in the bottom of her eyes was dispelled by a contour.

"I'm here." It's Rong Li. His eyes sink into her eyes. They are very close, calling her, "ah he."

"Rong Li..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his smoky voice was a mess.

Rong Li leaned over and held her in her arms: "I'm here, I'm here."

"Rong Li," her eyes were red, her eyes were flustered, and she was afraid of what to do. She grabbed his clothes and grabbed them hard. "It was him."

He kept patting her on the back and soothing, "who?"

She did not say who it was. She sat up from the bed, pale and bloodless.

"Rong Li, do you know why I am a fireman?"

He looked at her.

She lifted the dress and held his hand over his right flank, where there was an uneven scar, nearly a finger long.

"It was a big fire, and I was the only survivor," she paused for a long time, "but the firefighter I rescued died. That year, he was only twenty-four years old and so young."

"When he took off his protective clothing to me, he also told me that the uncle firefighter was not afraid of fire." She smiled, eyes bent, tears came out, "how not afraid, was burned, the same pain."

He didn't speak and kissed the tears on her face.

I wanted to persuade her not to be a firefighter. Now, how can I persuade her.

She raised her eyes to see him, eyes red: "I'm sorry, Rong Li, I don't want you to be afraid, but But my life is saved by others. I have to pay it back. "

She grabbed his hand and wept silently.

She didn't like to cry. He had only seen her cry three times before. For the first time, her father, brother and uncle died in battle. As the commander-in-chief of Dingxi general's office, she cried when giving the seal, in front of 100000 Dingxi troops. The second time, Hua Qing, the daughter of the prime minister, was carried into the palace by a wedding sedan chair. He cancelled the state ceremony and went to the northwest. He told her that he only liked her and he didn't want Hua Qing. At that time, she cried and hugged him and said no one else was allowed. The third time, Liangzhou garrison was completely destroyed. He broke into the enemy camp alone and killed her for a day. She cried and scolded him for being crazy.

Every time she cried, he felt that he was going to die in her hands.

"Well, I see." He held her in his arms and surrendered. "It doesn't matter. You can do anything you want."

Ah Ho, I will never try to hold you back.

You live, I live, you die, I die.

Just don't cry.

The next morning, people from the police station came, and Rong Li did not avoid, sitting beside her bed.

"Is the lady 501 still alive?"

"Consciousness has not been restored, but there is no danger of life," said Jiang, of the criminal investigation team

Xiao Jinghe frowned: "I'm afraid the murderer will come back and kill people."

"Our people will be on guard 24 hours, so will you." The criminal investigation team has cooperated with the fire brigade for many times. Jiang's team is familiar with Xiao Jinghe, and his tone is random. "How are you? Can I make a confession? "

"Yes."

Jiang team took out paper and pen.

Xiao Jinghe recalls a moment: "when I went in, 501 of the households had fainted. They should have used some drugs, such as the previous case. The murderer painted the victim with red nail polish, and he also had a pair of high heels, which were also red, and there were red wine cups on the table."

The brow of Rong Li is more and more tight.

"The killer may remember me. I got a call from him at the scene." Xiao Jinghe added, "the bell is an English song."

Jiang's team stopped to write: "what did he say?"

"At that time, the siren was still calling. I couldn't hear it clearly. I didn't speak. I only whistled. It was intermittent." She pursed her lips, and sweat came out of her forehead. "I thought of the arson case in Tingnan. I was in a bad mental state. I heard footsteps faintly, and I was knocked unconscious when I turned back.""Do you see your looks?" Jiang asked

Xiao Jinghe shakes his head: "the smoke is very big, and he looks very fuzzy." "He was wearing a long blue raincoat and a headdress in his hood," she recalled with a headache

The rest, like the incendiary case in Tingnan 12 years ago, seems to have seen and heard something, but only a vague outline in memory.

"The team invited experts in criminal psychology to analyze the case. The murderer was all aimed at women, and he had a specific criminal habit. The psychological experts concluded that he was probably an antisocial personality." "We now suspect that the murderer has been staring at you. Before he is caught, you should be careful. Our police will follow you around the clock."

After the police left, Rong Li was silent for a long time.

"Ah he."

"Well."

He sighed and crouched in front of her bed: "move to my place?"

Xiao Jinghe thought, "OK."

At noon, Wen Zheng came here.

"How are you?"

Rong Li went out in the morning. Let Rong Tang keep watch in the hospital. She answered the phone at the door. Xiao Jinghe was the only one in the ward: "nothing."

Wen Zheng pulls a chair and sits at will.

"Thank you," she said

Wen Zheng should have just come back from the rescue, still wearing the rescue team uniform: "thank you for what?"

Xiao Jinghe smiled: "thank you for carrying me out."

"I'm a fireman, you're still brought up by me." He had his top teeth on, his handsome face was a little dark, and his tone was always a little wild. "Can you die under my eyes?"

She smiled without speaking.

Wen Zheng casually took a fruit knife, picked out the biggest apple, sat there and peeled the apple: "don't go out of work recently, take a rest for a while."

He has a strong outline, a muscular body, and is cutting with an apple. Xiao Jinghe thinks it's funny and says "OK".

"I'll take those two new members of your team with me tomorrow."

Tianming is the best firefighter in the fire brigade. Besides the news, the newcomer takes Xiao Jinghe with him and says yes.

After a moment's silence, Wen Zheng raised his head and said, "your boyfriend," when he said that, he was silent again. The fruit knife in his hand was askew and cut off a big piece of pulp.

Xiao Jinghe looks at him.

He bowed his head and continued to peel. His movements were extremely clumsy. His strength was probably too big. He didn't control the apple peel well. There were only a few pieces of apple peel flying into the dustbin. After a few seconds, he asked the second half of the sentence: "how is it going?"

Xiao Jinghe had some accidents. Wen Zheng never asked about the personal affairs of the team members.

"Very well," she said simply

"All right." He licked his lips, got up and gave her the cut apple

Xiao Jinghe took a look at the pothole apple, said thanks and took it.

Wen Zheng habitually rubbed his lips with his fingertips, then squatted down, picked up all the apple skins on the ground and put them in the garbage can. Finally, he took out a wet towel and wiped his hands.

She was always so polite and thoughtful, but at a distance.

Teammates said that he didn't start early and let outsiders pick the only flower of the fire brigade. They didn't know her. If she liked it a little, she couldn't hide the light in her eyes, and he was no different from others in her eyes.

Her eyes are very good-looking, like the moon. When she looks at the people she likes, it's like a round of moon falling into the clear pool.

"You're back."

For example, now, she looks like Rong Li.

Allow calendar to push open the door to come in.

Wen Zheng put down the fruit knife: "I'll go back to the team first."

He turns around and looks at Rong Li. Rong Li just nods and doesn't say anything. He copies it in his pocket and doesn't say anything. He waves and leaves the ward.

Wishful thinking is a monologue. Now, he is coming to an end.

After Wen Zheng left, Rong Li closed the door and went to the hospital bed. Xiao Jinghe was eating an apple. He asked, "is it sweet?"

"Well."

Rong Li sits beside her: "I want to eat this."

What's the matter with him?

Suddenly so cute.

Xiao Jinghe gave him the half eaten apple with a smile.

Rong Li took a bite at the place she had bitten, and then commented, "it's ugly to cut." Then, putting the apple on the table, he said, "I'll cut you a beautiful one."

Cut a beautiful

Well, it's easy to say.

Xiao Jinghe watched it quietly for a while. He couldn't help it: "Rong Li."

"Well." He is concentrating on cutting.

"If you cut it again, the apple will be gone."

“……”

He stopped, frowned, and said, "this knife is too blunt."Xiao Jinghe couldn't laugh or cry: "well, it's about the Dao." Afraid that he didn't believe it, she added, "it has nothing to do with you. It's all Dao."

“……”

He didn't want to talk. He threw the knife away from the apple, which was almost nuclear. He caught her and kissed her fiercely. He couldn't sit on her anymore. He just let her go.

She also opened her mouth and gasped for breath. She was moved. Her eyes were like a dancing spring. The corners of her eyes were a little crimson. She could not help it. She wrapped it up again, kissed her lips and stuffed something in her hand.

She dodged and looked at the thing in her hand. It was a bright yellow embroidered bag. It was very small. It was the size of a baby's fist. It was like a cloud. The surface was embroidered with lines that she couldn't understand. There were several bright green beads falling on the fringe. She sniffed, and there was a faint sandalwood smell: "what is this?"

Rong Li said, "the symbol of peace."

"You went to the temple this morning?"

"Well." He pinned the embroidered bag on the button at the bottom of her dress, "you will wear it when you are going to work in the future."

Xiao Jinghe rubbed the lines on it: "do you believe in Buddhism?"

Rong Li nodded without hesitation: "I believe."

So, he knelt in the Buddha Hall for a long time. With the blood on his wrist, he wrote this symbol of peace for her.

"I don't believe in Buddhism." She was afraid to lose it. She tied the small embroidered bag and looked up at Rong Li. "But I believe you."

He raised his hand, fell between his fingers on her face and stroked.

"Ah he."

"Well."

He wanted to tell her that there are gods and Buddhas in the world, so he came to her, but, somehow, he pondered for a long time: "I --"

she suddenly grabbed his hand: "what's wrong with your hand?"

On his wrist, he wrapped a band of bandages, and a faint blood red color came out. He pulled his sleeve to cover the bandage: "it's OK, he was scratched by a pen, and his skin was broken."

The abbot of taichan temple said that if he wrote the talisman with blood, he would be sincere enough. After he believed, he cut his wrist and asked for the talisman. He dared not tell her that he was afraid that she would cry again.

"Then you peel the apple for me." Xiao Jinghe loves him. He blows gently at the wound on his wrist. "Does it hurt?"

Rong Li shakes his head.

At this time, someone was knocking at the door.

Xiao Jinghe looked up and said, "come in."

It's he Liangqing. Seeing that Rong Li is sitting on the bed, he is embarrassed: "is it disturbing you?"

"No." Rong Li stood up and supported Xiao Jinghe to lie down

"Well."

After Rong Li went out, he Liangqing was afraid of returning blood and slowed down the speed of every drop: "I stewed the soup for you."

Xiao Jinghe took a look at the big heat preservation barrel: "you stewed it for me yesterday."

He Liangqing went to Sheng her: "so I changed your taste today."

As soon as the cask is opened, the fragrance comes out.

He Liangqing is the most gentle and virtuous girl Xiao Jinghe has ever met. Well, if she is a man, she will marry her.

At the door, Ning also stared at the soup. He was a little lost.

Rong Li closes the door of the ward: "like her?"

Stabbed in the mind, rather also face a little unnatural, nodded to admit: "well." The brow heart forced to wring a bit, in front of the elder honest confession, "but she refused me."

Speaking of this, he was very frustrated. He grabbed a short black hair, his expression was wilting and his voice was wilting: "she will not reply to my wechat."

When Rong Li touched the cigarette box in his pocket, he thought that Xiao Jinghe might not like it. He turned around and threw the cigarette into the garbage can, leaving only a lighter to play with in his hand: "she is your aunt's friend. If she just likes it, don't provoke her."

No pain, no itch, he's going to hurt all over his heart!

"I love it." Ning also said heavily, "I like it very much."

"Let calendar fingers rub the roller on the lighter:" then seriously chase

Ning also did his homework very seriously. He even asked Huo Changxun, the first prodigal son of the courtyard, to be a consultant: "Huo Changxun asked me to send flowers and bags to the hospital."

Rong Li licked his teeth and said, "don't listen to that dog."

“……”

But that dog thing is the most attractive thing for women in the yard. He doesn't have to chase it. A lot of women come to him.

Ning also looks very confused: "I don't know what to do."

In the end, it was his nephew. Rong Li gave some advice: "your aunt said that her roommate is a very soft hearted person."

Ning is a little confused.

"Know what to do?"

He shook his head, a little afraid of the little uncle, or with courage: "please give me some advice."

Rong Li glanced at him, copied his hands, his suit and coat were not fastened properly, two points were less expensive, and a little more Slouchy: "there are Thirty-six Strategies in Sun Tzu's art of war. What's the thirty fourth strategy?"“……”

Ning was really shocked: "I I don't know. " Not everyone is like his brother-in-law. He is good at reading four books and five classics.

Rong Li's eyes are a little cold. He slowly throws a sentence: "read more books."

With all that said, he turned and left.

Ning also pestles for a while, took out the mobile phone Baidu for a while, oh, among the thirty-six plans, the thirty fourth plan is the bitter meat plan.

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