Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Wang Xingyi had a very unhappy week.

I thought that if I gave the phone to Han Feng, he would stick to me more often, but in the end... he looked at the empty mailbox.

No new news at all!

After swinging the club, Nie Kaiyu turned around and saw Wang Xingyi leaning back in his chair, sighing.

"Hey!"

Bai Ji'an looked up.

"What happened to him? Did Uncle Wang punish him again?"

Bai Ji'an held the club, aimed at the small white ball between his feet, and swung it hard.

Looking at the beautiful arc drawn by the golf ball on the field, Bai Ji'an said calmly: "I am sick with lovesickness."

"Xiangsi?" Nie Kaiyu blinked, "Han Feng?"

"Who else but him."

Seeing this, Nie Kaiyu laughed and scolded: "He deserves it! Calling him a tsundere, saying that he is troublesome. Han Feng, I can tell with my own eyes that he is sensitive and fragile. How can such a person resist his sharp tongue? He thought that his confession failed, so of course it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one, so he will disappear from sight!"

Bai Ji'an sighed.

At first, he agreed that if love lasts forever, it doesn't matter if they are together day and night.

But now it seems that Wang Xingyi feels uncomfortable wherever he goes, and looks like he has lost his soul. It would be better to pack him up and send him to Han Feng.

At least people are complete and have the energy to do anything.

"Ah! I can't stand it anymore!"

The two turned around when they heard the voice. Wang Xingyi suddenly stood up and called Han Feng.

Han Feng opened the drawer and looked at the vibrating phone, wanting to answer it but not daring to.

After hesitating for a long time, the phone was finally hung up.

Han Feng stared at the phone which automatically returned to the home screen, not knowing whether to feel relieved or sad.

Buzz!

Han Feng was startled when his cell phone rang again.

He slowly picked up the phone, wondering why Xingyi kept dialing. Was there something important going on?

He should not escape and listen to what is going on next.

Han Feng plucked up his courage and pressed the call button.

"what are you doing?"

Han Feng was startled by the questioning. Without even thinking, he replied, "I'm in class."

"...What did you say?" Wang Xingyi's voice suddenly turned cold. "What day is today?"

Saturday...he has no classes.

Suffered.

Xingyi knew his schedule and he realized that he was lying.

Han Feng hesitated and tried to explain. Wang Xingyi said disappointedly on the other side of the receiver: "Why did you lie to me?"

Not knowing how to answer, Han Feng lowered his head deeply, with sour tears welling up in his eyes.

If possible, he really wanted to contact Xingyi every day.

However, his thoughts were not pure. He wanted to possess him, to extend the connection between them indefinitely, and to have him always by his side.

If he had kept his evil thoughts to himself, it would have been fine. But he was so clumsy that people could see through him in just a few words.

"It's either better or troublesome."

A casual, commonplace response.

Yes, for someone as good as Xingyi, being liked by others must be a common occurrence.

He was not surprised, just because he was one of the crowd. He had seen too many and had no reaction.

"I'm sorry, Xingyi." Han Feng took a deep breath and said, "I have to study. I will contact you when I have time later."

"you have not answer my question yet!"

beep...

Wang Xingyi took away the hung up phone with a look of disbelief.

Bai Jianan came over carrying a golf club.

As a result, he didn't need to ask. Just by looking at Wang Xingyi's extremely ugly face, he could guess something.

"Xing Yi." Bai Ji'an took off his gloves and asked seriously, "What do you think about your relationship with Han Feng?"

Wang Xingyi threw his phone aside and said angrily, "What are you thinking?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

Thinking of the pinhole camera he installed himself, Wang Xingyi curled his lips: "Just keep it up! What else can you do?"

"But he doesn't want to continue the relationship with you. He wants to go further with you, further than anyone else."

Wang Xingyi blushed and said anxiously, "No! He will be fifteen soon, how old am I? It's too hasty for me to give myself away now! Besides, how can I study? Am I like you two? You can live without worries for several lifetimes without doing anything. If I don't learn skills, how can I make money to support him? If I can't even support my family, am I still a man?"

"Hey!" Nie Kaiyu laughed, "I didn't expect that you would use your ultimate skill when he just attacked."

"What do you mean?"

"In my opinion, Han Feng just expressed his feelings to you unintentionally because he was deeply in love with you. But you are so good that you even want to go to work to support him? How many years are left for him to grow up? Can you be with him for that long?"

"Why can't I deal with him? I can't kill him!"

"What if Han Feng changes his mind first?"

"He dares!"

Wang Xingyi stared, as if what Nie Kaiyu said was true.

"If he dares to hang around others, we will both take care of him together!"

Nie Kaiyu turned to look at Bai Jianan, the two looked at each other, and Bai Jianan let out a deep sigh.

"You!" He stared at Wang Xingyi, "Your head is like the moon."

Wang Xingyi was stunned. He looked at Bai Jian who stood up and walked away, and asked Nie Kaiyu: "The moon? What does that mean?"

Nie Kaiyu shrugged and said something before leaving.

“There’s a pit.”

In order not to affect Han Feng's exam, Wang Xingyi resisted the urge to settle the score with him and stayed calm for a while.

But it is impossible to disconnect.

Therefore, every Friday and Sunday night, Han Feng would receive text messages from Wang Xingyi, telling him to "have a good rest" and "concentrate on studying".

Fixed time period, unchanging instructions.

After a long time, Han Feng even began to doubt whether Xingyi had set up the text messages in advance.

How long will it take to send it like this?

Is the high school entrance exam over?

Will he say anything else after it’s over?

Time flies by in anticipation.

At the end of June, the high school entrance examination is coming.

Amid the bustling crowd, Han Feng stood alone in front of the examination room, holding his cell phone tightly.

He really hoped to receive Wang Xingyi's message before officially entering the examination room.

There is no need for complicated content, just a "come on" will satisfy him.

But disappointingly, the phone didn't ring.

Seeing that there were less than twenty minutes left before the candidates entered the examination room, Han Feng made up his mind and dialed the mobile phone number that he had memorized by heart.

"Hey."

"Xingyi." Han Feng was extremely nervous. "I, I, I have an exam today, a formal exam, and I won't be able to use the phone in seventeen minutes, so I want to hear you talk to me..."

"say what?"

"Just say, come on, come on."

……

The long silence made Han Feng's already nervous heart even more tense.

"Xingyi, I'm sorry, I asked for too much."

"turn around."

Han Feng was stunned.

"Hurry up!" Wang Xingyi urged, "Didn't you say time is tight?"

Can't believe it.

Han Feng turned around slowly and saw Wang Xingyi staring at him quietly among the crowd of people.