Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

On the way home, Qi Shui was driving and Qi Jin was sitting in the passenger seat. From time to time, they would look at the person in the back seat in the rearview mirror.

The man in the back seat kept leaning on the woman's shoulder with his eyes closed, not saying a word, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Qiao Ruyi sat up straight so Ling Che could lean back more comfortably. She wiped his dusty hands with a wet towel, and while doing so, she could clearly feel every muscle and nerve in the man trembling.

She said nothing, but just wiped his hands clean and hugged him tightly again.

The silence at this moment is their greatest tacit understanding.

After returning home, Ling Che went into the study and locked himself in the study without coming out.

Qiao Ruyi did not go in. Through the closed door, she seemed to hear the sound of lighters lighting up one after another, and the sound of wine glasses and bottles colliding.

She stood at the door, covering her mouth and heart with her clothes and crying, but she bit her lips tightly and did not make a sound.

She knew that Ling Che was definitely not in a better situation than her, and she didn't want Ling Che to be distracted to take care of her.

At this moment, he was hiding in the study alone, probably licking his wounds quietly like a wounded wolf cub.

She heard from Qi Jin and Qi Shui that when Mr. Ling passed away, Mr. Ling also locked himself up for the whole night, smoking and drinking alone, and did not come out to preside over the funeral until the next day.

Qiao Ruyi squatted at the door of the study and wiped away the tears that kept falling.

She couldn't fall down, she couldn't be weak.

She wants to protect Ling Che, her lover.

The police called and said Song Hui would bring people to Yujingwan to conduct an investigation. Song Hui said on the phone that it was just a formality.

Qiao Ruyi stood at the door and knocked gently. The person inside did not respond, but she knew that he must be listening.

"Ling Che."

She whispered, "You've been locked up in the study for five hours. I'm going downstairs to help the police take a statement. I'll come back up to see you later. When that time comes, you open the door and let me in. Let me hug you and keep you company, okay?"

The person in the study didn't respond to her, so she took it as his consent.

Just as she turned to leave, she heard light footsteps at the door.

She turned her head and saw the tightly closed door open from the inside.

The strong smell of cigarettes and alcohol came out from the open door, and a tall figure appeared at the door.

He took off his dirty coat and wore a simple black T-shirt. Qiao Ruyi looked over and saw only his bloodshot eyes and a hint of dejection on his handsome face.

Qiao Ruyi felt a pang of pain in her heart.

She pretended to be nonchalant and smiled slightly, "I'll go down first and come over to accompany you later."

Suddenly, a cool hand grabbed her wrist and said, "I'll go by myself."

His voice was so hoarse that Qiao Ruyi's heart sank when she heard it.

How can he cooperate with the police himself?

Force him to recall his mother's death again and replay the scene of seeing his mother being blown to pieces?

Qiao Ruyi looked deeply into his scarlet eyes, then suddenly stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

"Ling Che, can you please rely on me a little more at this time? There are many things I can do for you."

She could stand up for him, she could stand in front of him.

She could stay outside and watch over him whenever he needed to have his wounds licked.

For him, she can do anything and can do anything.

Ling Che hugged her back, his chin resting on her shoulder, and whispered, "Okay."

......

Song Hui only brought two police officers with him. As he said, it was just a formality and he wanted to take a look at Ling Che.

Qiao Ruyi entertained him politely, asked Qi Jin about the situation in advance, and then told Song Hui everything he could.

Song Hui did not stay long and finished the investigation in less than twenty minutes.

Before leaving, he said to Qiao Ruyi, "Ruyi, Ling Che is truly left without a parent this time. Take good care of him and don't let him do anything dangerous again. Tell him that we, the police, will take care of everything and that he doesn't need to get involved in anything. He just needs to stay alive and well."

Qiao Ruyi watched Song Hui's police car leave, and the tears that had gathered in her eyes were forced back by her.

......

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

The cold water poured over his head, temporarily extinguishing all the emotions in the man's chest.

He resented Zhuang Yuwei because he had saved her from suicide many times. He just wanted to keep his mother.

He blamed Zhuang Yuwei for selfishly choosing to help him and choose to die.

He resented Zhuang Yuwei for refusing to acknowledge him even though she had clearly sobered up long ago. If she had confessed earlier, perhaps things wouldn't have come to this.

He blamed himself even more. Why didn't he realize earlier that Zhuang Yuwei had already woken up? Why did he have to watch her detonate the bomb while he could do nothing.

It felt like a large piece of his heart had been hollowed out, and blood was flowing out. He let the cold water soak through his limbs.

There was a soft knock at the bathroom door.

The sound of running water stopped, and he heard a soft voice at the door saying to him, "You forgot your bathrobe. I put it by the door for you."

He opened the bathroom door and met a pair of eyes that were obviously red but still trying to look strong.

Qiao Ruyi also felt the cold water vapor and frowned slightly.

He took another cold shower.

Qiao Ruyi quickly put the nightgown in her hand on him and said, "Put it on quickly, don't catch a cold."

Both of them tacitly did not mention a single word about Zhuang Yuwei's death, but they were both wrapped in a thick layer of sadness.

Ling Che lowered his eyes and watched her put on her clothes and carefully tied the belt.

He stared at her thick, long eyelashes, and an idea came to his mind.

Will Qiao Ruyi be the next person to disappear from his world?