Chapter 127： Shot in my heart (14)

Seeing Fu Yue leaving behind, Jiang Xu raised his hand and closed the door.

Are you in your dream?

Someday there is no...

Jiang Xu had never cared about anything, and repeated his monotonous life day by day.

He thinks there is a sentence on the Internet that is right.

Did a person live for 365 days, or did he live a day and repeat it 364 times.

Day after day, it’s still like ten years.

...

Fu Yue was like a light, shining through the darkness in his life.

Such a cold and snowy girl, who is obviously cold, but not indifferent to others thousands of miles away. In those dark eyes, there is even a bit of compassion for life and the world.

Such a person is fatally attractive to people in the dark.

Jiang Xu thought about it this way.

Even if his surroundings are all worn out and faded one day, there will still be her star, and the romance will shine in his heart cleanly.

He really wanted to keep this elusive light like wind and snow.

...

When Fu Yue returned home, she took off her shoes, took off her windbreaker, and hung it on the coat rack beside her.

She stretched out her hand to unbutton a collar button, her expression was a little wandering, and she felt a little irritable looking at the empty and unpopular home.

The cold and beautiful police officer thought casually.

In fact, it's not bad to fall in love occasionally.

However, Fu Yue did not plan to agree to Jiang Xu so soon, at least waiting for her to finish the case she was holding.

It's better not to mix up these bad things when you fall in love.

...

Police officer Fu, who was serious about benchmarking, found reluctantly that his heroes had saved the United States more frequently recently.

For example now.

She found a girl who passed out on a trail in the campus.

Then, the police officer whose boyfriend burst out suddenly took her princess to the infirmary.

Along the way, I gained a lot of star eyes from the little fans.

In the infirmary.

Staring at the girl who fainted, Fu Yue thought for a while, and finally came to a conclusion.

This girl is familiar.

After waiting for almost half an hour, He Nian woke up. Seeing the cold police officer on the opposite side, she was stunned, then lowered her eyes and said, "Teacher Fu, it's you."

Fu Yue recognized who this girl was.

It was before she went to class that she ran into that girl.

She nodded lightly, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He Nian lowered his head and whispered: "I seem to have a stomachache, and the pain has passed out."

The cold and beautiful police officer smiled, and then sat down next to He Nian. She raised her slender hand, clasped He Nian's wrist, and then stroked her sleeve up little by little.

Then there were traces of bruises, as if being abused and beaten like this.

Fu Yue leaned over and said softly: "I'm talking about this."

Like a frightened rabbit, He Nian retracted his hand in a panic, still hanging his head, "Teacher, don't ask, don't ask."

Fu Yue stretched out her hand and gently pinched her chin, forced He Nian to raise her head, stared at her eyes quietly, and asked with her lips open, "Are your parents wrong to you?"

Speaking of this, He Nian couldn't hold back the tears, she almost choked up, "Without parents, I would have no parents..."

Then, under He Nian's narration.

Fu Yue probably understood the situation.

It turned out that He Nian's parents had passed away long ago. She was raised by her uncle and aunt since junior high school.

It's better to say that it is raised up than oppressive.