Damn after breaking up with ex-boyfriend

The woman had already closed the window while she was talking, and Yan Pingan noticed that she couldn't help shaking when she reached the edge of the balcony, but it seemed that the reaction was only for a moment. After she came out, she rubbed her hands and rolled her eyes in satisfaction. Yan Pingan.

And just when she was about to walk back to the child's bed from the gap in the bed, Zhong Jiushao stood up suddenly, pointed to the balcony with her chin, and said, "The window is closed."

Yan Pingan was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the woman.

The woman still wanted to say something, looked Zhong Jiushao up and down, took a step back suddenly, lowered her head and walked back with her hands clenched, looking back as she walked, cursing and not knowing what she was talking about, when she reached the bedside, she hid herself After passing the mobile phone in the child's hand, he said cursingly, "If you play and play, you will know how to play! Sleep!"

Afterwards, there was another family battle, and the ward was full of noise. Two nurses came over to ask about the situation, and it took a while to calm down. With undried tears.

Yan Pingan rubbed his forehead with a headache. This was the reason why he was unwilling to work before. No matter where he went, there were always a few unreasonable people.And he definitely belongs to the kind of clumsy and fast-handed one. Working at home can have more time to think, and there is a layer of network in between, so it is not easy to be irritated so much.

However, when Deng Yanping closed the window and looked back at Zhong Jiushao again, he couldn't help but feel a little self-doubt about the size of the two of them—he felt that in his current state, there might not be a woman with big arms and round waists strong.

Couldn't help touching his nose, Yan Pingan sucked his nose in a murmur, sat aside, and looked at the little girl lying on the hospital bed.

The episode just now didn't seem to have any effect on the girl. Her eyes were distant and full of guard, her hair was scattered on the pillow, but it was not smooth, as if she hadn't combed her hair properly for a long time. The place is dry and frizzy, not like what a child of this grade should have.

Only at this time did Yan Pingan realize that before coming here again, he still had done too little homework—except for what Liao Tianzong told him, he knew nothing about the interpersonal relationship between the victims and the perpetrators. Therefore, when facing such a little girl, he actually felt a little helpless.

Strictly speaking, children in the second grade of junior high school are half a year old, and they are no longer as naive as children. In modern society, there are even many children who are more stable than adults, so Yan Pingan thought for a long time, and did not Know how to communicate with this child.

After a while, the girl herself sat up from the bed first.After the window was closed, the temperature of the room returned to warm after a while, and she was not so cold anymore, and the shaking of her body gradually became less severe.

"Are you the police?" The girl's eyes are big. Yan Ping'an's mother wears light makeup to work. She is a person who can enjoy life very much. Sometimes, after completing the filing in school, she would choose to travel and live a very rich life.Because of this, Yan Pingan looked at the girl for a while, and felt that her face seemed haggard after removing makeup.

The eyebrows are very light, and the edges are trimmed neatly. When the eyes are closed, you can still see the eyeliner tattooed on her eyelids. The eyelashes are real, but there is a faint trace of color under the eyes. It's not fancy mascara.

Yan Ping'an hadn't adapted to his identity as a policeman at once, because it seemed that strictly speaking, they were not counted.

"Yes." Zhong Jiushao stood up with folded arms and looked at the girl in front of him.Considering his height, even a girl sitting on a chair would look up at him, and the moment she stood up, there was an inexplicable pressure.

Hearing his definite answer, the girl's eyelids trembled, and her hands pinched randomly on the quilt, pinching some shapeless shapes horizontally and vertically, and smoothed them out after a while, continuing to pinch and rub without rules, He said, "What else do you want to know?"

Her state at this moment... Yan Ping'an frowned, and could only think of one word, which was heart ashes.

Beside the other hospital beds, there are all kinds of items for children. Anyone who can live in the room must have an operation or recuperate after the operation. The girl does not seem to be traumatized, but her face is pale, and There wasn't a single thing from home near the bed—not even towels and washbasins.

Yan Pingan frowned, covered the girl with a quilt, and couldn't help but said, "Where's your mother?"

The girl originally had an indifferent look on her face, but at this moment she suddenly raised her head and glanced at Yan Pingan in a hurry, then quickly lowered her head, and shook her head twice after a while.

Following the movement of her shaking her head, the quilt was soaked with two drops of water, and was quickly wiped off by a dirty little hand, but a larger area was fainted.

Zhong Jiushao glanced at Yan Pingan, then slowly stepped back, stopped speaking, and motioned for Yan Pingan to continue questioning.

The author has something to say: It’s too late, too late, QAQ, Fudi, tomorrow’s update may still be at ten o’clock in the evening, there should be no way to update QAQ in the morning