Swallowing the Seas

Chapter 59

Dong-dong, the car window was knocked twice.

Wu Yu, who was sitting cross-legged in the back seat and reading a book "Electronic Forensics Research", raised his head and suddenly saw Song Hui's pale little face. Her two black grape-like eyes were large and lifeless. After destroying the delicate flower, she said faintly: "Little Brother Ang, the captain of the Bu Branch asked me to tell you that people should drink eight glasses of water a day."

"..." Wu Yu asked carefully: "What's wrong with your face?"

"#￥%*#&*（&*!!..."

Not to mention that it was okay, but when Song Hui was mentioned, she was flying down three thousand feet. She hurriedly covered her mouth and squatted on the ground, "Cough! Cough!" and retched. Wu Yu quickly opened the cap of the mineral water bottle and handed it to her. Song Hui poured in more than half of the bottle. Her severe acid reflux and dehydration finally subsided, with a look on her face that she was about to transcend the body | her body would soar from the spot. , tremblingly climbed up and sat next to Wu Yu.

"Shall I take you home to rest?" Wu Yu couldn't help but ask.

Song Hui numbly shook her head.

"How about I buy you some medicine?"

Song Hui shook her head again and said, almost crying but without tears: "Mom said I can't cause trouble for my father, I can't be special, let alone accidentally become a trending search result because of being special."

Poor Miss Song is like a helpless duckweed. When she comes home, she is afraid of being scolded by her mother. If she is stabbed, she is afraid of being beaten by her father. When she gets out of the car, she is afraid that Bu Zhonghua will take her away and move her body. She can only huddle in the back seat of the police car. Go up, to the only listener Wu Yuyingying.

Wu Yu took out two mint candies from the glove box. Song Hui took them and put them in her mouth. She felt a lot better and said with a bulging mouth: "Thank you, little brother Ang, you are so kind."

Wu Yu lowered his head and turned the page in the book, "The Criminal Investigation Detachment is not easy to treat, so you should listen to the Bu Detachment and go home."

Unexpectedly, Song Hui showed an astonishing death struggle at this time: "No, I won't go back!"

"For the infantry detachment?"

"Yeah!" Song Hui nodded bravely.

"..." Wu Yu looked up from the book and glanced at her: "Then the age difference between you two is quite big."

"I don't care, I just like it!"

"You're old enough to know what liking is?"

Song Hui nodded seriously: "My mother said that liking someone is not a wrong thing. Only by being upright and upright can you get the support, recognition and blessings of people around you. It is difficult to have a good death if you hide your feelings!"

--Be fair and upright.

Hidden feelings never end well.

As if he suddenly touched a certain point in the deepest part of his memory, Wu Yu's heart sank.

Song Hui opened her big eyes unaware, and through her innocent face, another girl's smiling face came closer under the scorching sun. Poppies were blooming all over the mountains and fields, swaying in the wind and making a rustling sound.

The scene suddenly changed in the blink of an eye, and fire and blood burned along the tunnel into a hell on earth. The girl had a dagger stuck in her chest. She was shaking and fell into a pool of blood. Her eardrums were torn apart by a dying curse: "--None of you can get out of this execution room today. None of you can get out of this execution room...die here." Go to hell, you won't have a good death! You won't have a good death-!"