delicate flowers and weeds

The doctor looked at Fei Cao back and forth several times, making sure that he was just frightened and not seriously injured.

On the contrary, the clinical Jiang Gaohan was seriously injured.

Jiang Gaohan thought it was a ghost at the time, so he subconsciously smashed the table at hand, and Fei Cao was tied up and couldn't move.

Seeing that Fei Cao was at a disadvantage, Tang Hua kicked her behind.

Young Master Jiang was kicked directly to the wall by this kick, knocked his head, and when he turned around to pull Tang Hua to run, he twisted his ankle again with a "click".

……

Tang Hua doubted for the thousand and one time:

Why did I drag this stupid thing into the water?

If there was really Zhang Guiduo who was able to move in the room, wouldn't he be sending Jiang Gaohan to his door to beat him?

Jiang Gaohan's legs were wrapped in bandages, and the rebellious young master was a little pitiful at this moment.

He talked to Fei Cao on the bed next to him, "Old Fei, you are very strong in fighting, really strong."

Tang Hua's phone kept ringing.

He walked into the hallway to pick it up.

The first call was Tang Mu: "Oh, little flower, I heard from your Uncle Jiang that one of your classmates was kidnapped, and you and Gao Han's child were involved? Are you okay? Are you injured? What the hell is going on?" What's the matter?"

Tang Mu's question was thrown down, and Tang Hua didn't know where to start.

Mother Tang waved her hand: "Forget it, forget it, I can't make it clear on the phone, Mom will go to the police station to check. It's terrible, good boy, if you get hit and hurt, Mom will die of pain!"

Tang Hua was a little guilty for a moment, he held the microphone, paused twice, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"I'm sorry"?

Sorry it seems too flimsy.

Mother Tang said again: "Little Hua'er, why don't you speak? Have you been wronged? Who has wronged you, don't be afraid, don't be sad, Mom will pass right away."

Mother Tang was very noisy. It should be that the whole family was calling him. Tang Hua answered Mother Tang's call, and the others were "on the phone."

After a pause, several servants were talking softly.

Tang's mother said: "Xiaohua'er, your brother said that he is close to the police station, and now he is on his way, so Mom won't go. If there is anything, you can tell your brother and let him decide for you. He can't do it." Lord, there are also parents. Xiaohuaer, don't be sad, mom will cook for you and stew your favorite soup, okay? I will send it to you when the time comes..."

Tang Hua's voice softened: "Okay, Mom."

Tang Hua made the call to the police.

When the police arrived, they took everyone away.

Tang Hua racked his brains to pick out the grass.

So the story goes like this:

When I was in Ruyi Building yesterday, Fei Cao had a dispute with the waiter (as evidenced by the monitoring of Ruyi Building), the waiter kidnapped Fei Cao with resentment, and then lured her to Tanghua (as evidenced by the photo and text message on Tanghua’s mobile phone), Jiang Gaohan felt something was wrong followed.

Fei Cao is vigilant and bravely fights with the gangsters. By "coincidence", he lures the gangsters to tell about a murder many years ago, and has a recording pen as evidence.

A small case with no casualties involved the "7 tragedy" that shocked Nancheng 611 years ago, and involved the heirs of the two most powerful families in Nancheng.

For a while, the police station ate all night, and the lights in the interrogation room were turned on night after night.

Zhang Guiduo's mouth was very stiff, until he heard the recording, he smiled sinisterly: "I want to see him."

That "he" is naturally Fei Cao.

The criminal suspect said frantically: "If I don't see Fei Cao, I won't say a word."

The lights in the hospital were a little cool white, giving Fei Cao a soft outline. Jiang Gaohan didn't change the bed. He thought he and Fei Cao were "difficult brothers and sisters", and they talked endlessly.

This is what Tang Hua saw when he came in.

He couldn't help laughing:

In the book, these two people should have been the biggest enemies.

A male lead and a male lead beat a woman to death.

No, it should be said that Jiang Gaohan unilaterally provoked Fei Cao, and then returned with a full stomach to no avail.

Then repeated defeats and repeated battles, repeated battles and repeated defeats.

In the real world, the two get together.

It was still Jiang Gaohan who teased Fei Cao unilaterally, but the other party rarely responded to him, occasionally saying "um" once or twice, and the tone was all perfunctory.

Jiang Gaohan was already moved by himself, and he talked about Chen Yunjiao.

"Unexpectedly, we look at women in the same way, but brothers and wives can't be bullied, alas, the competitor is you, I don't know whether I should..."

Fei Cao interrupted him: "I don't like it."

"What?"

Fei Cao: "I'm not your competitor, I haven't spoken a few words to her."

"Really?" Jiang Gaohan almost jumped up on the spot, but his swollen ankle stopped him.

He said: "Hey, Fei Cao, you are like this. I really want to be your brother. In this way, you say, who do you like, brother will help you chase and help you find a way."

Fei Cao curled her lips, giving off a very gentle feeling for a moment.

But as for who that person was, he never said.

Tang Hua leaned against the door, unable to tell what she felt.

I just feel that, for a while, I have mixed feelings.

Fei Cao has someone he likes?

who's that person?

is it him?

Tang Hua looked down at himself, it was a bit hot in the hospital, Fei Cao helped him fold his sleeves in three in the morning, he could see the flat creases, he could see the whiteness of his arms, and the blood vessels inside were even more transparent at the wrists.

He patted his face.

With anticipation in my heart:

Could the person Fei Cao mentioned be himself?

The more he thought about it, the more open his mind became.

I have known Fei Cao for so long, and I have never seen anyone else around him. Even Brother Li said that he is the only person he accepts.

I am not bad looking, others say I am good-looking, especially Mother Tang can blow out a flower, the Tang family is also considered a wealthy family, the family is very good, there is no complicated interest relationship like other wealthy families...

He thought further and further.

Straight thinking of him and Fei Cao meeting for the first time.

Fei Cao pointed to the roadside flower bed: "Look, there are flowers and grass, just like us, flowers and grass go well together."

Yes, it fits well.

Going around.

He seemed to be back in that alley in summer.

Until a police officer came here.

The little police officer scratched his head: "I have something to do with classmate Fei Cao."

After he said it inside, Tang Hua first said: "No."

Jiang Gaohan nodded: "No."

Just kidding, let Fei Cao meet the murderer?

No.

Not discussed.

Zhang Guiduo was sitting in the interrogation room. There was a glass window in front of him. The light in the room was so bright that normal people's eyes would not be able to bear it physiologically.

With his eyes closed, his hands were handcuffed to the chair, and he was still in the mood to knock joints one by one.

It's playing a ditty in Morse code.

"Are you looking for me?"

Fei Cao stared coldly and sat on the chair opposite him.

In the other room, Tang Hua stared at the computer screen without blinking. At the same time, there were several policemen standing by, closely monitoring everything there.

Zhang Guiduo opened his eyes, his pupils were full of depression and madness: "Yes."

"I remember who you are."

"I've been locked up here for a few days, and I've been thinking about you every minute of my mind, and I've been thinking about how I got hurt all the time."

His gaze was frenzied, he was tied to the chair and swayed, his body swayed, and there was a piercing sound behind him, and finally he pressed his face through the glass window, and his entire facial features were magnified in front of Fei Cao.

"You're that kid, aren't you?"

"Hahahaha, you are the grandson of that female teacher, right? You were the one in court that day, and the child who stood up was you, right?"

He laughed out loud.

After laughing, he seemed to be reminiscing about the past. He licked his tongue, and his voice was like a ghost, hitting his soul:

"That teacher is the fiercest old woman I've ever seen. She's still scolding you after cutting it with a knife. Her eyes are so beautiful, I really want someone to goug them out and keep them... That's right, it's the way you are now, so beautiful. "

Fei Cao drooped her eyes, her eyes were full of hostility and coldness.

He asked gently: "Really?"

Zhang Guiduo's voice was like Satan, full of temptation: "Yes."

Fei Cao leaned back on the chair, raised her head, revealing her Adam's apple. This angle made him look thinner, thinner and lonely. Seeing him in the monitoring room, Tang Hua felt her heart soften.

Covering the eyes with the hand, there is a gap between the fingers, and Fei Cao can even see the color of the roof, a watery cool color system, a cement base, and a pink color.

He asked, "So?"

"You tell me this, what do you want to do? You want me to hate you, you want me to do irreparable things out of control, you think you are going to be finished, so you want the 'next you' to be born."

"And why do you judge me to be the same as you?"

Fei Cao shook her head: "You are wrong."

"Zhang Guiduo, I have read your profile many times. You have a gambling father and a prostitute mother. You have a cowardly personality since you were young. Your parents will beat you whenever things go wrong. You like to hide The best place is under the bed, you don’t dare to go to bed at night, right? You only dare to hide yourself under the bed. You are afraid, you don’t have the courage to fight, so you split another tyrannical you to protect yourself, You haven't escaped their influence until now."

He looked up, Zhang Guiduo couldn't see his expression, he just felt that it didn't look like the result he wanted to see.

"No, no! I haven't."

"I killed it, I did it, I'm not a coward." Zhang Guiduo's eyes were red, he was terrifying, "They are already dead, their bones are rotten, they can't influence me, let alone control me."

Fei Cao moved her hand away and leaned close to the glass, her eyes were deep and sharp, as if she wanted to see through his soul.

After a long time, he smiled: "Guess what I saw?"

"In your eyes, I only see a trembling child begging for mercy. He is still shouting 'Mom, don't hit me'. He can't escape the fear of his parents in this life, and he can't even die. . "

Fei Cao stood up and walked out the door:

"You are wrong, you are all wrong."

"A person like you whose bones are rotten into dregs is because you grew up in a dregsy environment. We are different."

There is a table by the door.

There were things scattered on the table, messy and smelly, all belonging to the suspect.

Fei Cao lowered her eyes and picked up a piece of paper from the table.

A poem was copied on it, with crooked handwriting.

"I don't cultivate good fruits in my life, I only love to kill and set fire.

A letter from the tide on the Qiantang River came, and today I know who I am. "

The words of Lu Zhishen's death in "Water Margin".

Fei Cao sneered, tore up the paper, opened the door and left.