Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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Not only could Cheng Zheng be unable to eat this meal, but he could not eat it all the time.

In the living room where the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, everyone looked at each other.

Good mood seems to be destroyed.

Auntie is a person who can do something. After a moment of stun, he smiled and played round.

After talking, he comforted Xiangxiang's shoulders, "Late evening, don't be discouraged. After he left, there are still many excellent men..."

In the end...the word from God.

What does it mean not to be discouraged?

They thought Cheng Zheng left because he was not satisfied with the blind date?

This time, Xiang Wan really didn't think so.

Such a person as Cheng Zheng, who can guess?

She smiled slightly and turned back: "That little aunt, I won't eat it anymore. I can't bear the pain in my fingers. I still have to go to the hospital to see it at ease."

Tan Yunchun was shocked, took her hand and looked at it, and immediately released her apron, "I'll go with you--"

"Mom, no need. I'm not a kid."

Xiang Wan held the gauze hand, held the bag, and said goodbye to the elders one by one, speeding up the pace, and flew out of the little aunt's house.

It's hot.

At the end of July, the summer steamed, and the ground was hot enough to cook eggs.

Walking on the road towards the night, I was hit by the exhaust of the car, and the whole person was rubbing, and all the hairs were standing up, which was uncomfortable everywhere.

Of course, she was not there to see the doctor.

I don't want to stay in that house.

It was only after I came out that I found out that it took a long time to live, and I didn’t even have a few friends... Many classmates and friends who used to get along well were in love and got married.

Where can she go on this hot afternoon?

Bai Muchuan is leaving. This sentence is always circling in my head.

I can’t stop it.

Standing in the shade of a tree blown by the cool wind, she took out her mobile phone and slid the phone book to find the name—Bai Muchuan.

hesitate.

Hesitated for a long time-

Shaking her hair and clearing her throat, she finally dialed it.

"Hey!"

The low baritone is magnetic, sweet, and has strong penetrating power, clear and cold, as if clinging to her scalp and ears into the heart, tightening the phone to the night, trying to keep the tone stable.

"White team, that...720 case was closed?"

silence.

He expressed his attitude with silence.

In this case, he does not have to be happy to talk to her.

"Is there anything else?"

Xiang Wan's cheeks were a little hot, and the skin against the phone was sticking to the stove, his emotions were inexplicably moved, and his heart was tense. Bai Muchuan's words are simple and clear, but each character is like a set of codes that penetrates the soul, making her heart that can't stop beating.

"Just about the case, I have some doubts that I haven't solved--"

"For example?" Bai Muchuan asked lowly.

"For example, is the cat abuser Tian Xiaoya?"

"Yes. Imitate your novel."

"Then prove that she has indeed seen my first version of Xigang?" Xiang Wan's heart was suddenly bright, and the joy of the voice suddenly increased by several points. "In this case, it can prove that several other readers are in Lie. Have you ever investigated why they lied?"

There was another silence.

After a long time, Bai Muchuan snorted.

"There is currently no evidence of their lying, and of course, they have no motivation."

"Tian Xiaoya has proved that she has seen it, is this not evidence?"

"Of course not!" Bai Muchuan said in a deep voice: "Tian Xiaoya doesn't remember when I watched it, or whether you posted it in the group. I can't find any related chat records. We also have reason to doubt, but you and her You have remembered the private chat of. Just..."

"Even what?"

He stopped suddenly, pounding into the night.

For a long time, Bai Muchuan said: "It is even possible, after you know her situation, to deliberately send this version of the outline to her. Suggesting her and abetting her. But when the text is written, the plot is deliberately changed to elute the suspicion. After all, you know Zhao Jiahang so much, and you want to be so angry!"

"..."

Is it wrong to think about it?

Besides, she knew that Zhao Jiahang was only available on the Internet!

How could you doubt her like this?

Xiang Wan suddenly had an unspeakable grievance.

"Excuse me, white team, do you have evidence?"

"No." Bai Muchuan said: "If there is, it is impossible to let you go unpunished."

"..."

Xiang Wan's head seemed to be filled with lead.

Heavy and dull.

I also fell into some kind of uncertainty.

Is she really wrong?

That version of the syllabus, she only sent it to Er Niu privately?

"If you are fine, I will hang up."

Bai Muchuan's tone is as smooth as ever, and the attitude of official affairs is just like they have never had any other relationship-

Do not! There is really no friendship.

Everything is just her...

Perhaps there are more novels, as Bai Muchuan said-emotional sensitivity.

Xiang Wan thought of that day when he rushed out of the Bai family, he suddenly burned his cheeks, and it took several seconds to find his own voice.

"There are still some things. For example, the flower pots in my community? The chance encounter with Er Niu at the alley, and the weird comments sent to me by the account number registered with the phone number in the book review area... White team, is there anything else? What explanation?"

Bai Muchuan pondered, "So much I can tell you--"

As soon as he said this, another voice came from the phone.

"Mu Chuan, who? Let's talk for so long-come, everyone is waiting for you."

The woman's Jiao Didi's voice is very strange, not the white mousse she met late, and the intimate term "Mu Chuan" was the first time she heard someone call him this.

Her heart was stung by something sharp.

Then I heard Bai Muchuan say, "Well, I hung up."

No goodbye.

Dudu's busy sound, coldly dissipating the heat around.

Xiang Wan stared at the phone.

No disappointment, no restlessness, no bad emotions.

It's just that there is nothing in my head.

In fact, she also wanted to ask him, "White team, did you promise my police advisor, did you get upset?"

She wanted to go, and even envisioned a lot of futures for this-for a moment, she even thought that she and Bai Muchuan would soon breed something out.

There was nothing.

All this is like a dream.

wake up. She is also a street writer.

The book is lukewarm.

The excitement in the book review area is slowly disappearing.

Modern people are forgetful, and once the heat passes, they pass.

Xiangyue stands on the street where cars come and go, letting your inner loneliness grow like crazy

Haitian Hot Pot City.

At noon, there were only a few tables in the lobby on the first floor.

Xiang Wan went alone.

She is obsessed with eating hot pot and is easily seduced by the scent.

Happy to eat hot pot, unhappy to eat hot pot.

Want to eat hot pot if you have no money, go for hot pot when you have money.

The 20,000 yuan in the backpack weighed her shoulders a bit.

Bai Muchuan is gone, and no one will come to her to ask for the money.

She felt that she had every reason to eat a rich and unhappy hot pot--

The waitress looked at her with a lonely look, and when she asked only one of her, she probably guessed that this was a lovelorn woman who needed hot pot to relieve her worries. Without asking anything, she warmly led her to sit down, and even brought the wine list intimately. Selling beer in the shop.

Xiang Wan raised his head, "Do I look like a drinker? sorry... I only eat meat."

Waiter: "... wait a moment."

Serve quickly.

The hot pot was steaming hot.

There is nothing cooler than hot hot pot.

Late is the "special spicy red pot", a person eats very high, the tongue is hot and hot and spicy, the taste is quite sour.

call!

Tears came out spicy.

She wiped her tears with a tissue while madly pouring water, frantically supporting her stomach.

A group of people came down from the private room upstairs.

They laughed and talked while walking.

Then someone's footsteps stopped on the corridor like that.

Bai Muchuan, Cheng Zheng——

They stopped, and the Huang He group stopped awkwardly.

Followed their eyes from the top to the bottom of the hall, a person sitting there alone to hot pot night.

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Eat them all! cough--

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