C12

Don't run, it's tiring

I stayed in the police station for three whole days, and because I didn't want to talk or cooperate, I was seen as a lunatic who contacted the shelter. I think it's fine, there's always a place to go.

But at the agreed time, the person in charge of the shelter did not come, and the person who came was Ran Shuang.

She looked down at me, sitting on the chair, her eyes cold as if she had never known me. I wanted to reach out and pull her. At least this woman had been soft-hearted to me, or at least I remembered her face.

However, before I could touch her, I saw Gu Qing quickly walking over from behind her. My heart plummeted into the abyss.

Gu Qing, the lawyer that could talk about dead people, the dog that was only loyal to Xiao Jindong.

I recovered my blank look as I watched Gu Qing finish all the procedures and follow Ran Shuang onto the carriage. They did not ask why I was here, nor did they say anything about Xiao Jindong's condition.

After the fact? Since that's the case, it would be better to leave me in the police station. Even if there was no evidence, as long as Gu Qing was willing, he could create a perfect plot, no? Didn't the him five years ago change me from a murderer's identity to a forbidden woman from Xiao Jindong?

I stopped abruptly, my head aching. Murderer? Who did I kill?

Five years ago, five years ago, the kitchen knife was stained with blood. The kitchen knife was stained with blood. I curled up into a ball and heard what Ran Shuang and Gu Qing were saying. I felt a pair of soft hands on my forehead.

"Someone's messing up!" Ran Shuang is right, I want to ask, what was wrong with that? Was it related to Xiao Jindong?

"Can you recover?" This is Gu Qing's voice, I can't suppress it, it must be Xiao Jindong, is he dead? Not dead? Can't you recover? Crippled? My heart clenches with a fear I have never felt before.

"Xiao Jindong! Xiao Jindong! " I walked in the dark, far away from the stars and the light, and in the mist a figure was ten paces away, weak and frail. Xiao Jindong had always straightened his back, even when being ruthlessly whipped by the Old Man Xiao with his barbed whip, his flesh and blood would still straighten up. He never fell, never!

"Who are you? "Where am I?" I asked, my voice not quite like my own.

That person didn't even turn his head. His footsteps were already weak. I wanted to chase after him, but no matter what, I couldn't catch up. I anxiously shouted, "Xiao Jindong, Xiao Jindong!"

I suddenly opened my eyes and panted in astonishment. I didn't see the man's face at all, but I saw the scissors on his back. They were bloodstained, familiar, and I threw them into the trash can.

"You're awake!" Mild words, the familiar smell of disinfectant.

I turned my head and saw Ran Shuang, dressed in a white coat. Ran Shuang was a doctor, and besides hypnotizing, there were a lot more. Which one of the people that Xiao Jindong is staying with is not alone? Of course, other than me.

"You are!" I pulled at the corners of my mouth, but I couldn't laugh.

"I thought the first thing you said after you woke up would be: Where's Xiao Jindong?" Ran Shuang tidied up the medical kit at a leisurely pace. I couldn't pick up her words, so I lowered my head and helplessly pulled at my hair.

"I arranged for a car to take you to the airport. Why did you come back?" Ran Shuang stood in front of me and asked coldly with his arms crossed.

"Take me to the airport?" I looked up, trying to find this information in my mind in surprise. But there wasn't, there was nothing, I was stuffed into a taxi by Hu Xia, that idiot didn't even leave me a dime, how am I supposed to get to the airport, do I need to fly?

I wanted to retort, but I felt that something was wrong.

"The taxi driver left me on the road!" In the end, I still picked up the most important part of the explanation. Ran Shuang frowned, I thought that she did not believe me and subconsciously looked in my pockets, "I have no money!"

Ran Shuang looked at me fixedly, as if he still didn't believe me. I never lie. I only lied to myself, why not?

"Forget it!" Ran Shuang suddenly sighed in relief when I was sweating profusely, "This is not your fault! Take the medicine, it's okay, don't call me! "

Ran Shuang carried the medicine box and left. When he reached the entrance, he suddenly turned around to look at me. I was about to throw the medicine into the trash can.

"I'm just looking for water!" I quickly threw the pill into my mouth and swallowed it with a bitter face.

I've taken this medicine for a long time. It's so bitter that I want to die, but it makes me feel so calm after eating it. I need some peace of mind right now.

I turned to look out the window. It was already autumn, and the leaves were yellow and falling in a flurry of beauty.

"Shen Jianing, are you really back?" I muttered to myself, but I couldn't think of any clear images. The only thing I remembered was the photo on the tombstone and the three words, Xiao Jindong.

There was no communication device in the ward, nor was there any television. It was terrifyingly quiet. I stared blankly at the scenery for a long time. I didn't know if I was asleep or awake. I didn't know how much time had passed.

When the door of the ward was pushed open again, I saw Xiao Jindong. His face was pale and his back was straight.

At this moment, I was in high spirits, but I couldn't make out any emotion on my face. I just foolishly looked at him. Xiao Jindong stood in front of my sickbed, her lips green and white, her eyebrows slightly creased, "Don't run, Yiyi, very tired!"

Xiao Jindong never said that he was tired. When he was eighteen years old, he was beaten up by Old Man Xiao. He didn't get off his bed for three days, but stubbornly wanted to get off the first small company. Xiao Jindong used a year and a half to revive it. I watched him sleep through the night, watched his stomach perforate and get hospitalized, watched him stand under the spotlight and sign the contract with his eyebrows raised high.

That year, he was nineteen, I was sixteen. That year, everything hasn't begun yet.

I am still just Song Yi, and he is also just Xiao Jindong.

"Stop chasing, Xiao Jindong is very tired!" My eyes were red, and I could hear the sobs in my voice. I imitated his actions and explained everything to him.

Xiao Jindong looked at me. The sickroom was frighteningly quiet, and it was as if I could hear the sound of bones being squeezed. It was as if I could hear each other's heartbeats.

"Here, here, Director Xiao, may I ask if you've already received the news that you're sick and will miss the movie's press conference?"

"Director Xiao, this time, China's Shadow Industry has suffered a huge blow. As the cooperating party, Dongjin Film Industry, have you made any changes to your business?"

"I heard that the Dongjin Film Industry had always been determined to buy China, and this rebellion was such a coincidence, does Xiao have any explanation for this?"

The sudden influx of spotlights and crowds left me somewhat dumbfounded, my mouth hanging open as I was filmed miserably.

It was too late to dodge, someone was staring at me with malicious intent. I instinctively wanted to hide, but saw Gu Qing standing indifferently at the door, and my heart sank.

They know and let it develop.

I sneered. Tired? Hmph, this is Xiao Jindong, regardless of life or death, he had to make use of all the Xiao Jindong that he could use for himself.

And me? What is it?