After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

help?

If he wants it, how can he help?

…………

Nian Zhi frowned, but he still knew very well in his heart how capable Song Wenjing was. What he wanted to know must not be too difficult, it was just a maple ladder. But...if she wants him to help her, doesn't she owe him?

What's more... She intuitively believed that Fengti came here, no matter what she wanted, and the way she was so sneaky just now must have something to do with her father. Nian Zhi felt even more strange when she thought that her father had been so clear-headed for a moment during his illness and could even clearly remember the time of the incident in the Nian family.

She is not an overly sensitive person, but the first time, her father rushed towards her like crazy and wanted to strangle herself to death; the second time, he told the date of May 09, 5 so clearly, she still remembered it. There were so many things that happened before her mother's accident... She could no longer tell herself that there was no hidden secret about what happened back then.

She felt that there must be something she didn't know about.

However, these things are all about the Nian family, about herself, Song Wenjing... If he steps in, what will happen then?

Now, he seems to have some relationship with the Ye family. Although he is also a member of the Ye family, his identity...the things between him and herself still make her afraid.

It's so embarrassing.

If she really accepts his help, he and she will really be involved. This is not what she wants. This man... is charming, like the most dazzling star in the sky. Giving her, a person in darkness, the strongest light, was too dangerous, and she really couldn't afford it.

"...No need, this is my own business." She bit her lip and finally shook her head, refusing his help.

Song Wenjing's face darkened, with clear displeasure written on his face. He narrowed his narrow eyes and leaned a little closer to her, "What's your own business? I saw it just now."

"..." Nian Zhi felt that this man was really a bit unreasonable sometimes. Was he trying to emphasize to himself that everyone he met had a share?

She turned her cheek away to prevent his breath from intertwining her breath too strongly, "I am very grateful for your kindness, but I don't think I need to hide anything from you. You should know very well that this matter is very uncomfortable. Simple, I don't want you to interfere, I really want to know...but, don't interfere."

Nian Zhi lowered his eyes and spoke in a low voice, but he meant every word, "Song Wenjing, I don't want things to get worse without my knowledge at all. I can't control anything now. I don't know the whole thing." What's going on? I'm actually very panicked, but I can't rely on you. I'm serious. I hope you won't interfere."

Because there were too many factors beyond her control, Nian Zhi admitted that she was very uneasy, but it was this uneasiness that had to cheer her up. She was not qualified to rely on anyone, especially Song Wenjing.

Song Wenjing didn't say anything, and took out a cigarette. When he lit the cigarette, his deep eyes stared at Nian Zhi for a moment. He took a puff, put one hand into his trousers pocket, and then spoke, There is some careless smoke, but the same, every word is rigorous.

"We live in this society. There are many things that we can't control, and there are many things that we can't do anything about. But in life and doing things, you don't need to be too subjective. Sometimes, you should be more objective, you know?"

"I've told you before that after you step into this big dye vat, you can no longer ask yourself to get out of the mud without being dyed. I know what actually matters most to you. No one doesn't want it. I am the purest piece of white paper, and I also hope that you can be simpler, but what I hope for this simplicity is that when you face me, you can put down all your thoughts. When it comes to other people, I hope you can be more considerate. The principles you should have cannot be discarded, but don't be too stubborn."

Nian Zhi looked at Song Wenjing in a daze.

He had one hand in his trousers pocket and a cigarette in the other. The man's smoking posture was very elegant. The depths of his eyes, slightly narrowed by the smoke, were flickering at the moment, as if they were possessed by a man. Color, the night wind blew, dispersing the smoke between the two of them, the delicate facial features were shrouded in the dim light above their heads, and those eyes seemed to contain a deep pool, which made people intoxicated.

Her heart skipped a beat. It was always too easy to be fooled by his handsome face that turned all living beings upside down. She subconsciously clenched her hands at her sides. The slight pain from her nails digging into her palms helped her regain some sense.

You can feel that when he said these words to himself, he was sincere.

She had never thought that Song Wenjing was such a bad person. Apart from the fact that he always liked to do things to her, Nian Zhi had to admit that Song Wenjing could bring too much impact to her, whether it was work or dealing with others. .

In some ways, Nian Zhi was very grateful to Song Wenjing.

"You have your thoughts, but just like you said, I also have my persistence. Just like what you just asked me, how much I care is from the perspective of worldly people. I can tell you, I care a lot!" She It is very rare for two people to speak calmly in such an atmosphere, "Who lives alone in this world? I can't care less, so I have to insist on this matter, at least for this moment. , please don’t influence me anymore.”

Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows and dusted off her cigarette, "Okay, I won't influence you."

He said: "If you want to investigate by yourself, I will not interfere, but remember what I said to you, I am watching you from behind. If you need it, just reach out to me, that's enough."

…………

Nian Zhi didn't dare to look at him anymore. Her heart was beating so hard that she could only press her lips tightly.

If a very charming man tells you that I will stand behind you as long as you want me, this too obvious hint is telling her that I will always be with you.

She could no longer remain indifferent, that subtle feeling seemed to have escalated again.

They stood a little uneasily, with the evening breeze blowing gently on the two of them. Nian Zhi's long hair was blown up by the wind, making it black and slightly fluffy. Song Wenjing looked at Bai Xi's neck, which was lightly covered by the black hair. Brushing it gently, his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He reached out to pinch out the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, took her hand and left.

"……what are you doing?"

"go home."

"........."

Nian Zhi frowned and struggled, "I won't reply. I will tonight..."

"Tonight, Fengti came here, which means that the people in the hospital thought that you had been taken away by me. If you go back now, doesn't it mean to tell them that you didn't leave at all? Do you want to alert the snake?"

Song Wenjing stopped, looked at her, and said, "It was indeed my negligence before. I know that Aunt Bao's words made you uncomfortable, but it won't happen again in the future. You can live there during this period. Don't worry, I didn't I will keep my word to you.”

Nian Zhi bit her lip. He seemed to have said all the words. What else could she say?

Go back again, just like he said, do you want to alert the enemy?

But there's nowhere else to go, and this man is probably not willing to let go as he's just pulling her.

She finally followed him, waited for the driver to drive over, and got in the car together.

After a 20-minute drive, the two of them arrived at Song Wenjing's apartment downstairs. When they went upstairs, it was almost 0 o'clock. Aunt Bao must have rested. Song Wenjing pulled Nian Zhi toward the master bedroom, opened the door, and pointed inside, "You will sleep here tonight."

Nian Zhi remembered that she had visited this house during the day and knew that there were many rooms, but this master bedroom should be where Song Wenjing slept. If he let himself sleep here, then he...sleep in the guest room?

After all, he was in someone else's home, and now he had given up the master bedroom to him. Out of politeness, Nian Zhi asked, "...Where will you sleep?"

Song Wenjing originally held her wrist with one hand. The moment he heard the words, his eyes darkened slightly, and he let go of her wrist. Almost in an instant, he suddenly stretched out his hand, held her shoulder, and pulled her He pushed his whole body into the room, and kicked the door of the master bedroom shut with his foot. The lights had not been turned on inside, and the light in the corridor was blocked by the door panel, and everything in front of him was suddenly dark.

There was indeed a domineering male aura coming to my face, and the male voice was low and ambiguous, "If you are worried that I have no place to sleep, in fact, the big bed in the master bedroom can accommodate two people, which is not a problem."

"........."

"I won't touch you and let you sleep next to you?"

"........."

Nian Zhi was a little annoyed, feeling that she was just a little white rabbit being led into the den by the big bad wolf. She clearly said that she would not eat her, but how could the big bad wolf be so kind? He is obviously trying his best to tear his bones apart and insert them into his belly!

She stretched out her hand and pushed him hard, "Song Wenjing, if you do this again, I will leave!"

"Where to go?"

"Sleep on the street!"

Song Wenjing chuckled lightly, stretched out her hand, and pressed the switch of the room accurately. The bright light in the room replaced the darkness. His delicate facial features were close at hand, and his thin lips were pressed against her ear, "Just a joke, go to bed early."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left the room.

Nian Zhi watched his long back disappear before her eyes and he closed the door behind her. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wash, go to bed, sleep.

I was so tired after struggling all night. As soon as it touched the pillow, I fell asleep.

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City B.

Late at night, the black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle moved forward slowly. The road was a little bumpy. Fortunately, the performance of the car was excellent, and the people sitting in it were very calm.

The middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat glanced at the road ahead and saw lights not far away. Then he turned his head and looked at the old man sitting in the back seat.

"...Master, we should be here soon."