Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

The sound of sirens was heard not far away, which was particularly abrupt in the silent night, and there was a commotion at the village entrance.

The sound of the sirens reminded Bai Yanning that everything Zhuzhu said was true.

"He said he was very disappointed in you and never came to see you in prison again. He married someone else, had children, and lived a happy life."

Get married, have children, and live a happy life.

Yes, Xie Jiashu’s life was originally a smooth journey.

Only she struggled in the mire all her life and finally drowned silently.

She slid down the wall and sat on the ground, hugging her knees and crying tremblingly. She didn't dare to make a sound and bit the back of her hand tightly. Her arched back and two shoulder blades protruded because of her thinness, like a pair of quiet butterfly wings, this butterfly will never be able to fly.

Zhuzhu kept comforting Bai Yanning: "Master, now you know the plot, everything can be changed!"

Bai Yanning asked helplessly, "Then tell me, what should I do? How can I get rid of him?"

The pig opened its mouth and racked its brains but could not think of a solution. It was so anxious that it flapped its wings and flew around in circles.

Suddenly, the door was slammed. "Yan Ning! Yan Ning!"

Bai Yanning looked up in shock, "Why is he here?"

"...Who?" Zhuzhu came directly to the present time point. He was familiar with the plot, but knew nothing about what actually happened. He didn't know who the person outside the door was.

"Xie Jiashu."

Bai Yanning wiped the tears from her face and quickly calmed herself down. She walked out of Bai Wenfeng's room, closed the door, went to the living room and opened the door.

She didn't turn on the lights, and there was only a little dim moonlight outside. Xie Jiashu stood across a threshold from her. He was tall, and his figure in the darkness completely enveloped her. He was still breathing heavily as he called her, "Yan Ning."

He grabbed her hand. His body temperature was very hot and his palms were slightly sweaty. "Why didn't you answer my call?"

Bai Yanning then remembered that her cell phone was still on silent mode in her room.

She was afraid that he would notice something was wrong with her voice, so she was hesitating on how to answer, but she heard him continue, "I heard there was a murder here, and I'm worried about you, Yan Ning... Are you angry?"

Bai Yanning asked in a low voice: "Where are you from?"

"I..." Xie Jiashu held her hand tightly, "from the town..."

He was really worried about Bai Yanning going home alone to face her father, so he bought the next flight after hers and stayed in a small hotel in town. He thought that if anything happened to her, he could rush over as soon as possible.

She once asked Qin Yunchuan: "Where were you when I was lying in the hospital? What were you doing?"

She was so fragile and had suffered so much alone. He hated himself for meeting her too late and for not being able to protect her.

He would never let her feel the feeling of being alone, hoping for someone to save her but being disappointed.

God knows how nervous and scared he was when he heard that a murder had occurred here and he couldn't get through to her on the phone. He almost lost his mind. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she appeared in front of him in good health.

But he was very nervous now. He was afraid that Bai Yanning would be angry because of his self-assertion.

"Yan Ning," she hesitated to speak, and Xie Jiashu became more and more uneasy. "Don't chase me away. I will stay in town. If you don't call me, I won't bother you."

"Really, I promise."

Bai Yanning's heart trembled slightly. She lowered her voice so that he wouldn't hear that she had been crying. "You're too worried about me... I'm fine."

She added, "You shouldn't be here. Go home."

"I don't want it," Xie Jiashu said immediately, "I want to protect you."

He keenly noticed again: "Have you cried?"

Bai Yanning denied: "No."

"It's late, I'm just sleepy." She wanted to send him away quickly and coax him: "I'll come see you tomorrow, okay?"

Xie Jiashu was very stubborn, "Turn on the light so I can see you, okay?"

"I'll leave after I look at you."

Bai Yanning took a long time to answer, and he became more and more anxious: "...Are you injured?"

"He hit you, didn't he?"

Bai Yanning asked, "So what?"

His hand trembled as he placed it on her shoulder, as if he was afraid of breaking her fragile porcelain. "Where are you hurt? Yan Ning, does it hurt?"

"You must be in so much pain." He began to blame himself again, "It's all my fault... Let me take a look, okay? Let's go to the hospital."

He started crying again. Bai Yanning thought, how could he be so fond of crying?

She took two steps back. Xie Jiashu hugged her in panic. She said, "I'll go turn on the light."

Xie Jiashu finally let go. She walked to the switch and with a "click", the room became bright. Xie Jiashu squinted his eyes to adapt to the sudden brightness. Bai Yanning was standing in the simple room, her two thin arms exposed outside her white nightgown, her low ponytail was messy, and her eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had been crying for a long time.

He approached her cautiously, his eyes wet like a loyal puppy.

Bai Yanning touched his face and said, "I'm not hurt."

She snuggled into his arms, "We just had a fight. He always has to go out to gamble and drink."

Xie Jiashu wrapped her in his coat and said, "Why are you wearing so little? Yan Ning, don't lie to me. If you feel any pain, tell me."

"Really not," Bai Yanning hugged his waist, closed her eyes and smelled the citrus scent left by the laundry detergent on his body, "Can you buy me a ticket for the day after tomorrow? Let's go back to City A together."

Xie Jiashu confirmed again and again that she was not injured, and asked her to go back to the house and put on her down jacket. The two of them hugged each other quietly for a while. Bai Yanning said, "It's late, I'm really sleepy, you should go back."

Xie Jiashu reluctantly held her hand and said, "I'm leaving now. You must call me tomorrow and I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow morning."

"Well," Bai Yanning touched his hair, "good boy."

After watching Xie Jiashu walk away, Bai Yanning stood at the door and felt the cold wind for a while. Her face was numb from the wind, so she turned around and closed the door.

She entered Bai Wenfeng's room. He was still lying on the bed motionless. Bai Yanning picked up the hemp rope and the handkerchief stained with ether from the ground, scrubbed the handkerchief under the faucet for a long time, and then opened the back door of the kitchen. Outside the back door was a slope with all kinds of garbage scattered around. She casually threw the handkerchief among them.

She locked the door again and went back to the kitchen, lit the stove, put the hemp rope into the stove and burned it cleanly.

The firelight reflected on her face, and her cold eyebrows still looked cold against the warm flames.