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An Bowei walked out of the ward lightly after Lu Zhe fell asleep, leaned on the corridor, scratched his hair, and squatted down weakly.

At this damn moment, his mind was full of Lu Zhe's "Bai Wei" just now.

Shouldn't he be concerned with the case first and correct Lu Che's desire to die with Team Jiang?

The more An Baiwei thought about it, the more irritable she became, and finally called Yang Lepei, asking questions with her mouth open.

"Do you have any way to bring people back to life?"

Yang Lepei was confused: "You just woke up?"

Amber, who was suspected of being mentally ill, took a deep breath and changed the subject: "How is it with you?"

"Wan Changting just woke up and has been asking where Pu Ying is, why don't you come and take a look?"

"I am going now."

Five minutes later, An Bowei pushed open the door of the downstairs ward.

Wan Changting was wearing a hospital gown and was sitting on the bed holding a cup of water. He had no trauma, only a mild burn, but he inhaled too much smoke, which led to a lung infection.

Seeing an acquaintance coming in, Wan Changting raised his eyes slightly, and the first thing he said was: "Where's Puying?"

Amber glanced at him lightly: "What do you think?"

Wan Changting looked around the ward in a daze for a week, shook his head, and asked the same question: "Where's Puying?"

"What happened to that fire?" Amber remained indifferent.

"..." Wan Changting frowned slightly, as if recalling the fire. After a while, he suddenly grinned and murmured, "It was me, I set the fire."

Amber narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Wan Changting motionlessly.

"Some things cannot be discovered...some things are more important than research." Wan Changting said incoherently, "I don't want those things anymore, I want to see Danying... can you let me meet Danying? ?”

"Let you see Danying?" Amber repeated slowly.

"Yes, yes... Danying." Wan Changting's calmness and calmness as a scholar faded away, revealing the restraint and nervousness of a baby under the watch.

"Haven't you ever thought about the fact that Dan Ying is no longer there?" Amber paused, "Do you know what the first thing I saw when I entered the fire scene? That 17-year-old boy lying on top of you , the clothes on his body are burning, and his hair is also burning, but he still protects you, even if he was burned like that, he didn't deviate from the side."

Wan Changting's chest heaved violently a few times, as if he was about to burst into tears, but he didn't, he suppressed the tears with the last bit of dignity, and tried his best to keep his voice calm: "It's impossible for Danying not to be here, he It must still be there."

Amber glanced at him sympathetically: "If he is still here, why didn't he come to see you? Professor Wan, have you never imagined a life without Danying? Does Danying have to be by your side all the time? Do things for you? Maybe he loves humble, but you shouldn't think so humble of him. "

"I didn't..." Wan Changting shook his head unconsciously. He still wanted to open his mouth to say something, but suddenly lost his voice, and then covered his face with tears streaming down his chin.

Yang Lepei sighed softly, and he glanced at An Baiwei, who was overwhelmed with an incomparable sense of familiarity—An Baiwei always had this ability, the ability to poke the softest part of a person's heart with just a few words.

"If you insist on an explanation, I can tell you categorically that Danying is no longer here—it is not someone else, but your son, your lover, Wan Puying, he is no longer here." Amber calmly Said, "He died in the fire you set by yourself, and he died in order to save you from the fire. His life is always for you. You can't blame anyone for his death."

Wan Changting was speechless, the great sadness was like an invisible hand strangling his throat, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

"You just said that there are some things that need to be commemorated by a big fire. You don't want anything but Danying." Amber said lightly, "If you want Danying to rest in peace, I hope you can put away what you have done this year. Confess frankly, so that Pu Ying has some value in leaving, instead of being buried by her own father without knowing why."

……

After coming out of Wanchangting's ward, An Bai breathed a sigh of relief, expelling all the negative emotions from his body, then shook the recording pen in his hand towards Yang Lepei, and said a little tiredly: "Let Xiaowen sort out his confession." Come out and hand him over to Yu Feng to deal with the next matter after he recovers, I guess it may be life sentence or death sentence, but since his attitude is still sincere, I don’t know if he can be sentenced to a fixed term... depends on fate."

Unexpectedly, Yang Lepei didn't make any jokes. After silently taking the recording pen, she raised her eyes as red as a bunny, and asked softly, "Is Danying really dead?"

"I don't know either." Amber rubbed his hair slightly, and said in a low voice, "The doctor said that his life is saved, but I don't know if Dan Ying can wake up. I'll find a suitable opportunity Let Wan Changting stay with Puying for a while before eating in prison. If the little guy has a nightmare, with Wan Changting by his side, he probably won't be too scared... Don't cry, more than 30 I'm dead, should I be ashamed?"

"I just think that child is very painful." Yang Lepei's small face was wrinkled into a ball, and her nose was also red, "Tell me, how can a 17-year-old boy have such delicate feelings...why did he show up like this?" Stiff and dull father..."

An Bai shook his head lightly: "Some feelings, no one can tell why. If Wan Changting was willing to devote more energy to Puying, today's tragedy probably wouldn't happen... After all, it's still The relationship between them is too unequal. Pu Ying is timid, humble and pitiful in love, while Wan Changting is tyrannical and tyrannical, ignorant of understanding, and a little bit of love will fascinate Pu Ying to death... ...Wan Changting realized this in the end, but he realized it too late, and Puying still hasn't waited for a complete love after all."

"Stop talking." Yang Lepei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and murmured, "I want to cry again after what you said."

Amber sighed slightly: "Actually, where is the love that is absolutely equal? ​​It is not easy to manage and maintain well."

"So who loves you more, Lu Zhe or you?" Yang Lepei asked, wiping away tears, and couldn't help gossiping.

When this question was mentioned, Amber pursed his lips slightly, and smiled wistfully: "You see, I care so much about that brat, and I want to cling to him all the time, but in fact he is also a delicate person. Well, to be honest, I think Xiao Zhe is the one who loves more, but he is not good at expressing himself, and others can't easily notice... If he didn't love me, I wouldn't have the chance to be with him at all, you see Lan Shaoqi, Jiang Shuo, Lu Zhe looked at them differently than he looked at me, but he never said it himself."

Yang Lepei: "..."

He felt that he shouldn't ask this question, so he ate up the dog food by talking too much.

"I'm going to take care of Lu Zhe if I have nothing to do." An Baiwei suddenly jumped up, hugged Yang Lepei's head and rubbed it hard, the latter was still in a daze, An Baiwei had already left, he was confused, Knowing what happened to An Baiwei just now, he turned his head and wanted to go back, but saw Qi Xiu standing not far away with a box of lunch and looking at him.

Yang Lepei didn't realize what happened, and ran towards her man cheerfully, but was caught by Qi Xiu halfway and held him around his waist, which was very cruel.

Yang Lepei struggled and felt wronged: "What are you doing?"

Qi Xiu put the lunch box on the table next to him, rubbed Yang Lepei's head vigorously, and threatened in a low voice, "Only I can rub it."

Yang Lepei looked at Qi Xiu innocently, and suddenly burst out laughing after a while, and seeing no one around, she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his ear, and said slowly: "You are jealous, Xiao Xiuxiu, let you not look at me carefully point."

"I'm not jealous." Qi Xiu said with a cold face and a very hard tone, "I'm afraid that if the deputy team sees it, you will be cold."

Yang Lepei's whole body shuddered, thinking about it, it seemed that this was really the case.

While he was in a daze, Qi Xiu rubbed Yang Lepei's head a few more times, his voice was still cold, but with a little tenderness: "Of course, I'm still a little jealous."