I have a Secret

The loud noise lasted for a long time, the furniture was tilted here and there, the porcelain was broken everywhere, and the originally spotless, warm and orderly living room was in a mess.

Nie Wenyuan took a heavy breath, his chest heaved violently, a drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, his eyes were scarlet, as if someone had lifted the scales from his body, bloody, painful, and full of overwhelming anger.

Nie Wenyuan wiped his face. His palms were full of sweat and blood. He didn't know where it was broken. He kicked the fallen chair and went to the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror and washed his hands slowly. The water in the sink was The red ones, those reds slowly dissipated, and all rushed into the sewer.

After a while, the water flowing down was clean and clear, as if the blood red before had never existed.

When he went out, Nie Wenyuan had already changed out of his blood-splattered outfit full of signs of anxiety. His hair was a little wet, and he was wearing a white shirt with the hem tucked into his trousers. He was stiff, upright, steady, and serious Indifferent, no different from usual.

Leaving the house far away, Nie Wenyuan looked away from the rearview mirror. He was driving while making phone calls, arranging something. His tone was calm, and his eyes were calm, but behind him was a storm and stormy sea.