The vicious supporting actress is the heroine's favorite

Before leaving, Du Qingqing secretly took a photo of the small card while Su Jimian was not paying attention, and then created a new photo album in the phone, took out the photo and saved it in it, and kept it well.

This way you won't lose it, and you can find it anytime.

Du Qingqing was very happy, as soon as the phone was put away, she hurried to hold Su Ji Mian's hand, held it tightly, and swayed her back and forth with the frequency of the breeze around her.

When I was about to get in the car, I picked a flower from the side of the road.

Handing it to the side, he said happily, "Give it to Mianmian~"

It was obviously just an ordinary small wild flower, the petals were blown away by the wind, and the fragrance was not very obvious.

But it is still romantic, with the love that Du Qingqing specially bestowed on it.

Only this point is different from every flower in the body.

Seeing the wild flower, Su Jimian slightly curled her lips, and within a short while, even the bottom of her heart gradually filled with joy, a joy that she had rarely experienced in all these years of living.

Emotions that were obviously considered extravagant in the past are now easily available, and even the wounds on the body seem to have healed somewhat.

It is because there are people around.

Every moment with her is a pleasure.

Thinking of this, Su Jimian slightly raised her eyebrows, and instead of taking the flower, she turned her head slightly, looked in the direction where Du Qingqing was and winked at her.

Within a moment, Du Qingqing suddenly understood something.

"Mianmian, don't move." She said, then stepped forward a few steps, stood on tiptoe, held her breath and raised her hands high, slightly smoothed Su Jimian's sideburn hair, and then pinned the flower between her hair.

The pink and tender petals paired with a fair and beautiful face are really beautiful.

Du Qingqing's eyes lit up in the next moment, and he quickly took out his mobile phone again to take a few photos of them, and he bowed his head happily to admire them for a long, long time.

She looked too seriously, but she didn't know that the people around her were also looking at her intently.

It took a long time to finally look away, and looked up at the setting sun in the sky, and I didn't know what he thought of, and after a while, the corners of his lips raised again.

Because they ate hot pot at noon, Du Qingqing specifically asked the kitchen to make dinner lighter.

Fearing that Su Jimian would get angry, she thought about neutralizing her.

The kitchen was also on point. After a long time, I had already understood Ms. Su's taste, and immediately said it was all right, and quickly made many delicious dishes that were not too hot according to Ms. Su's request.

It's really comfortable after eating, and the stomach is filled with warmth.

After the meal, Du Qingqing asked Su Jimian to rest on the sofa first, while he went out and called the doctor to ask when it would be appropriate to take someone back to remove the plaster cast.

After understanding, he turned his head and knocked on the system.

"What's the matter?" The system obviously just finished eating at this moment, and was sitting on the sofa while watching TV while digesting, "What are you doing with me?"

Probably because he was watching Errenzhuan, even his accent was infected.

Du Qingqing wanted to laugh when she heard it, but after all, she wanted to ask her about something serious, so she suppressed her smile after a few seconds of silence, cleared her throat and asked her, "I want to ask you about the progress of the case."

"I mainly want to know whether the police have identified the identity of the murderer." She said, shaking her head silently, "I have also called to ask in the past few days, but they are not willing to reveal too much to me."

"I'm really... a little worried."

In fact, what he said was too light, it was not just to a certain extent, he was obviously very worried, very worried, and desperately wanted to know who the murderer was and why he wanted to attack Su Jimian.

Logically speaking, as an ordinary college student, Mianmian shouldn't have any enemies.

Du Qingqing couldn't figure it out, and was very scared. She was afraid that the murderer would still be hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to plot against Su Jimian. As long as she was free, she would feel uneasy.

She sighed. In fact, she also knew that this matter might be a bit difficult for the system, so she endured it as much as she could on weekdays, and didn't want to make it difficult for her.

Until now, after all, I couldn't bear it anymore.

"You don't have to tell me too much." She said, pitifully pleading with the system, "just a little, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and suddenly found something teleported over.

Du Qingqing subconsciously raised her hand to pick it up, only to find that it was a few stacks of papers in her hands, and looked down to find some information about the murderer and the progress of the case.

Du Qingqing was shocked in place immediately, and after a long silence, she finally remembered to ask the system: "How did you get this?!"

"Hey, don't worry about how you got it here." The system waved his hand and pretended to be mysterious, "Anyway, what's written on it is true, and I've been looking for it for a long time."

"Although the employee handbook clearly states that the system cannot help the host too much, after all, your situation is different this time." She said, "There is a sudden problem with the script, which has not happened for so many years."

"So the higher-ups have discussed it for a long time, and decided to make an exception and ask me to help you more."

It turned out to be the case.

Du Qingqing nodded in response, her heart suddenly warmed up, and she quickly asked her to thank everyone in the company for her.

Of course, this must also include the system.

"I'll buy you potato chips tomorrow." Du Qingqing smiled, and promised her very seriously, "How about a box of every flavor?"

"Okay." The system's eyes lit up as soon as it heard it, and it immediately tore off the disguise just now, revealing the most simple self, "The new flavors are also available!"

"Understood." Du Qingqing nodded quickly, "I won't treat you badly."

A few words and a few words immediately made her very happy.

Satisfied with the system, she immediately retreated to the second line and continued to watch TV, leaving enough time for Du Qingqing to ask someone to read the information carefully and sort it out, and even asked her to remember to mention it if she needed anything.

"Okay." Du Qingqing replied softly, then lowered her head, stepped back a few steps, curled up against the wall, and began to browse the content nervously and restlessly.

The more I looked at it, the more frightened I felt, and suddenly many painful and obscure memories flooded my mind.

The murderer who hurt Su Jimian was a man, surnamed Wang, not too tall, but very strong. He was from city B. He had been working locally before, but for some reason he came to city C five years ago, where Su Jimian and Du Qingqing lived. City.

It is said that he has always been a vagrant, and he does not know what he does for a living.

But this is not very important. The most frightening thing is that it is not the first time he has committed a crime. Long before he hurt Su Ji Mian, he actually had two lives in his hands.

It was a middle-aged couple in their 40s who had been working in the research institute. Although there was no photo of the victim posted on it, there was a very detailed description of it.

Height, age, body type, facial features.

It is so detailed that it can even make people think of the appearance of the two of them at once.

Du Qingqing's eyes widened unconsciously as she watched, the tip of her nose suddenly became sour, and her tears almost couldn't stop flowing out. The great pain forced her to almost lose her standing, so she had no choice but to squat on the ground, and subconsciously moved her fingers Tighten tightly.

How could it be such a coincidence, how could it be such a coincidence...

Du Qingqing shook her head, tears streaming down her face, and her parents' faces quickly appeared in her mind.

Except for the information about working in the research institute, the other information is really very similar to her parents, as if the deceased above are them, and even the surnames are surprisingly the same.

Du Qingqing's thoughts suddenly returned to that day, and the whole person suddenly fell into an endless abyss.

Looking down, there is also Su Jimian's name on it, and there are some on-site restorations about that day.

Rainy days, dark alleys, a knife with a cold light.

Du Qingqing gritted her teeth and managed to read the whole thing, and then she fell to the ground as if she had lost all her strength, her mind was buzzing, and her temples were throbbing with pain.

He was almost about to cry, but when he was most desperate and helpless, he heard a voice behind him.

Du Qingqing rolled the paper into a ball and put it in the storage box bound with him, then looked back with tears in his eyes, and soon saw Su Jimian standing under the moonlight.

Perhaps because she had never seen her like this before, Su Ji Mian was obviously taken aback.

Calling her name, he walked over quickly, with obvious worry and concern in his eyes, he came to her side and squatted down, the first thing he did was to raise his hand and hug her.

"It's okay, it's okay." She said, tightening the strength in her hand, as if trying to embed her in her body, and hugged her tightly, "I'm here, don't cry."

"Mianmian." Suddenly being hugged into a warm embrace, Du Qingqing was subconsciously stunned, and it took a while to realize that her whole body was almost glued to her body, "I'm so sad, so scared."

"..."

For the first time, he vented all his sad emotions to her without omission.

Du Qingqing cried for a long time, and Su Ji Mian coaxed her for a long time.

It was very late now, and the night wind outside was too cold, Su Jimian was afraid that Du Qingqing would catch a cold, so he quickly brought Du Qingqing back to the house.

An Dun lay down on the bed, and took a hot towel to help him wipe his face.

She was not gentle from the beginning to the end, even if she lost her memory and forgot too much, but when facing Du Qingqing like this, she would still feel distressed instinctively.

After waiting for a long time, I finally got someone to serve.

Su Jimian sighed, didn't stand up for a long time, sat on the side of the bed and watched her all the time, worried and sad for her all the time, and many inexplicable emotions were slowly spreading.

Naturally, it also contained doubts, doubts about why the person in front of him suddenly lost control of his emotions.

But it's obviously a secret, because Du Qingqing never revealed it to her from the beginning to the end.

Su Jimian pursed her lips silently, and was worried, when footsteps suddenly came from behind her, and when she turned her head, a woman who was both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Just like before, he reached out and tapped her forehead, and then called her Mr. Mo.

But after that, it was not only the previous notebook that was handed over, there were obviously a few more stacks of paper under the notebook, which looked like case records, exactly the same as the one sent to Du Qingqing by the system before.

Overall, there is only one difference.

It's the name, it's every word that originally said "Su Ji Mian", as if someone tampered with it, all of them have changed unexpectedly.

It became... three more words.

——"Du Qingqing."