“His—”

Wen Ruan tore off the last piece of gauze for Fu Zhihuan.

The fiery heat of her back was transmitted to her palms through skin-to-skin contact with incomparable clarity, and it burned until the tip of her heart was slightly hot.

The pain caused by the tearing made Fu Zhihuan let out a soft "hiss" and frowned lightly.

Wen Ruan threw out two very cold words: "Endure."

Fu Zhihuan chuckled lightly, his chest trembled slightly, and whispered to her: "Good good."

Wen Ruan put the torn gauze aside and put on the ointment for Fu Zhihuan, perhaps because he was still full of anger and did not take lightly: "Now I know It hurts? What did you do earlier? You almost got into a fight with someone!"

After she finished speaking, she paused, counted in her heart, and then said righteously, "Two times!"

The cold plaster directly touched the wound, causing a burning pain.

He smiled helplessly.

The little girl is really heavy.

Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry."

As soon as the dog man apologized, Wen Ruan had nothing to do with him.

What's more, the attitude of his apology every time is still sincere, and he can't pick a single point.

Wen Ruan silently changed the plaster for him, and after a long time he tentatively asked: "Hey, who is the man you met today? Who is it? I don't usually see you being impulsive like this."

Then I thought about it, and realized that there was a loophole in my words, so I added: "Except when I'm drunk."

Fu Zhihuan was silent. He raised his hand and rubbed his neck, closed his eyes, seemed to take a deep breath, and then lifted his eyes , looking at the lamp overhead.

From start to finish, without a word.

Wen Ruan didn't know the place in his heart that his question had hit, but he could clearly feel his low pressure at the moment.

…Maybe it’s a question you shouldn’t ask?

"In that case, I won't ask."

Wen Ruan lowered her eyes, a little disappointed in her tone.

Fu Zhihuan always seems to be carrying a lot of things, but he never wants to mention it to himself.

But Wen Ruan didn't like this look, as if there was always a barrier between the two, even if he said he liked it, there was still something that couldn't be crossed the gap.

She pursed her lower lip and continued to change the ointment without saying a word.

However, as soon as the sticker was torn off, he suddenly heard Fu Zhihuan, who had been silent for a long time, say, "Have my uncle and aunt mentioned it to you? I have a biological sister."

Wen Ruan was stunned and raised her eyes.

Fu Zhihuan tilted his head slightly, although he didn't turn his head completely, he could still capture it very clearly. When he spoke, there was a rare turbulence and sadness in his eyes.

…Sister?

Wen Ruan recalled.

My parents didn't say these things, but she had heard of them, and heard a few words from her friends who have always been gossipy.

They said that the Fu family had a daughter more than 20 years ago.

But Wen Ruan was not interested in these gossips, and at that time, he didn't have a deep relationship with the Fu family, so he didn't care about other people's housework, and never I didn't take this rumor to heart.

Now that I hear Fu Zhihuan mention it, I know it must be true.

Wen Ruan was stunned for a long time before asking softly tentatively, "And then?"

Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes: "Twenty years ago, we went to an amusement park."

The amusement park was crowded with people, although Fu Zhihuan was holding Fu Yuqing all the way, but in the blink of an eye, he was separated from his parents.

He had a cell phone with him at that time, so he was not in a hurry.

Because there are too many people around and the landmarks are not obvious, so after a phone call with my parents, I decided to go to meet under the largest cherry tree nearby.

However, just halfway through, Fu Yuqing fell in love with the candy paintings on the roadside, pestering Fu Zhihuan to buy a candy painting for herself, and wanted grandpa to look at it Draw yourself.

But children are often the most impatient. After watching the sugar painting for a while, they start to feel that they are not there. When they look up, they find that the cherry tree is opposite, so they want to first Go to Mom and Dad.

"You're too slow, brother! I'll go to the bottom of the tree and wait for you with Mom and Dad, remember to bring me the sugar painting later!"

Fu Zhihuan didn't pay attention, and before she could hold Fu Yuqing, she lowered her eyelids and ran out.

When she looked up, she only saw Fu Yuqing's back trotting towards the cherry tree.

Wear a pink dress that any little girl will love.

And then, nowhere to be found.

The well-drawn sugar painting did not wait for the little master in the end.

"After that day, we never found her again."

But listening to the voice, Wen Ruan could clearly feel Fu Zhihuan's depression at the moment.

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I don't know why, Wen Ruan also became sad: "Did you get lost?"

Fu Zhihuan opened his eyes, tilted his head and looked at her, the corners of his lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Wen Ruan comforted him by talking to himself, cheering himself up, with a bit of certainty in his tone: "If you think about the good, she will be very A very good person to adopt! It must be safe now, and there is already someone I like! Maybe one day I will come back on my own."

"Your sister must be very, very cute and likable, and the bad guys must not have the heart to bully her..."

She seemed to be worried about Fu Zhihuan's emotions, so she pretended to be positive and optimistic at the moment, and every tone rose slightly.

It was obvious that he was trying his best to make Fu Zhihuan happy.

"Wen Nguyen."

The mood in Fu Zhihuan's eyes eased a little. He looked at Wen Ruan, who had been chatting and comforting him, and interrupted: "She passed away."

All Wen Ruan's words got stuck in his throat.

She slowly put down her hand, propped it by the bed, lowered her eyes, and after a long silence, said softly, "Sorry, I don't know."

Fu Zhihuan laughed, turned around, bent down and reached out and rubbed Wen Ruan's head: "It's okay, thank you."

Wen Ruan: "So, who is the murderer?"

Fu Zhihuan didn't say anything, just straightened up and picked up the pajamas beside him and put it on.

He buttoned the button slowly, and after a long time, he said slowly, "I didn't catch it."

"Didn't catch?"

"Well, back then, the monitoring equipment was not in place, there was a lot of people in the playground, and the place where the body was found was also a blind spot for monitoring, and there was no reference evidence at the scene. So to this day, the murderer has not been identified."

Wen Ruan seemed to understand something: "So do you think the man we met today will be the murderer?"

Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes: "Maybe not, but he must be an insider."

Wen Ruan: "Then why not..."

"Presumption of Innocence."

These five words made Wen Ruan quiet for a moment.

As a lawyer, she certainly knew what the term meant.

In the absence of any evidence, no matter how suspicious the person is, there is no way to interrogate and deal with him as a prisoner.

As a prosecutor, Fu Zhihuan must know this best.

Wen Ruan raised her eyes and quietly looked in the direction of Fu Zhihuan.

Fu Zhihuan looked very calm at the moment, but she could feel very clearly that when she mentioned this past event, those seemingly calm eyes Behind it, how much repression is hidden so far.

Wen Ruan pursed her lower lip, stretched out her finger and gently poked his arm: "Hello."

Fu Zhihuan turned to look at her, then smiled, but the smile was a bit cool: "What's wrong?"

Wen Ruan whispered: "Would you like to cry, I won't laugh at you. Or talk to me more and scold that man, I can scold you with me! I scold people badly!"

Fu Zhihuan was dumbfounded: "Why?"

Wen Ruan frowned, thought about it carefully, and then said very seriously with his fingers: "Because, I think if it was me, I must be very happy now. I'm sad and sad. But I don't know how to comfort people, but it's totally fine to scold people with you!"

Fu Zhihuan didn't speak, just looked at her very quietly.

"Or do you want a snack, I just saw a 24-hour cake shop when I passed by your neighborhood, or I'll order it for you now When you are unhappy, you will be very happy to eat dessert! But can you eat cake if you have a fever? Let me check… hey?”

Before Wen Ruan could finish speaking, his wrist was suddenly clasped, and then he was pulled by a strong force towards Fu Zhihuan.

The next second, she fell into Fu Zhihuan's arms, her back was pressed against his chest, and she hit him with a warm breath. There was a tingling sensation on her earlobe.

Fu Zhihuan folded his arms, closed his eyes, placed his chin on Wen Ruan's shoulder, and hugged her tightly.

The surrounding temperature rises suddenly.

Wen Ruan bit her lower lip tightly, her face flushed, she was ashamed and annoyed: "Why are you like this, I kindly comfort you , you're still doing it! Believe it or not, I'll tell your parents!"

"Stay still."

Fu Zhihuan's voice was a little hoarse, and when he spoke, his breath gently tapped Wen Ruan's ear.

Wen Ruan felt like a series of firecrackers had exploded in his heart, and his emotions became even more ups and downs: "If you say don't move, just—"

However, when she was struggling, her arm slammed into Fu Zhihuan's wound.

Wen Ruan heard a pain-like groan that sounded very clearly in her ears, and she immediately restrained her actions, gritted her teeth fiercely, and struggled. Up slightly.

Never mind.

Do not care about the old and the weak.

When this person gets better, he will definitely have to avenge today's revenge.

"Hello."

Wen Ruan asked angrily, "Then why did you run away from home?"

Fu Zhihuan raised his eyes, and his dark pupils under his long eyelashes were even more profound: "I have solved many cases and brought many people to court."

"But there is no way for those who hurt Yuqing to get the price they deserve."

"Yu Gong, I may be a competent prosecutor. But in private, I'm definitely not a good brother."

The day twenty years ago was definitely the most regretful thing in Fu Zhihuan's life.

In his life from now on, no matter how many years of winter and summer have passed, he will always be tortured by that nightmare to this day.

Everyone is slowly coming out.

But he alone does not allow himself to be liberated.

"So I once thought of taking revenge on Fu Yu's behalf in my own way."

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