Go to the police station

This was also Wen Lingyi's first time entering the police station.

Wen Lingyi lived for twenty-nine years.

This was the first time I went to a police station to take a statement.

The person in charge of taking the statement was a young and capable female police officer.

She looked at the three women in front of her who looked disheveled and in a strange atmosphere with a complicated expression.

It was as if he was trying to digest the extraordinary scene before him.

"I'm Feng Yue, a police officer from the Nan'an Branch of the Public Security Bureau in City C. I'm now questioning you regarding your alleged assault. You must answer truthfully..."

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Among the three, Zhu Yang looked the worst. His hair was messy, there were several obvious scratches on his face, and his clothes were wrinkled and covered in dust.

Wen Lingyi was not in much better condition. There were several red marks oozing blood on her neck and chest, and her wrists were also red from the previous pulling and struggling.

In comparison, Zhou Jianxing is the one in the best condition.

The main reason was that Zhu Yang and Wen Lingyi were too engrossed in the fight and didn’t have time to hit her.

She had only received the initial slap and the subsequent push on the wound, and her cheek was still slightly swollen.

When taking the statement, Zhou Jianxing honestly explained the whole process.

In order to stop the two from fighting, mainly because he was afraid that Wen Lingyi would suffer, he hugged Zhu Yang tightly from behind in a hurry and tried to restrain her arms.

A young male police officer couldn't help laughing while listening, and then he coughed twice to cover it up.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this behavior is completely biased.

After the record was completed, the police suggested that both parties mediate in accordance with the procedures.

Zhu Yang was obviously not convinced and had a look of resentment on her face, but she did hit Zhou Jianxing first, and Wen Lingyi took action afterwards.

Zhou Jianxing was beaten and pushed, but he never fought back.

The facts are clear and the responsibilities are clear.

If they refuse to reconcile, both parties involved in the fight will be detained and may have a criminal record.

In the end, in a situation where neither party really wanted to reconcile but had to, the farce ended with a superficial settlement.

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On the way back to Lanyue Bay from the South Bank Branch, Wen Lingyi was in an unexpectedly good mood.

She even rolled down the window slightly to let the cool breeze blow into the car, tapped the rhythm lightly on the steering wheel with her fingers, and hummed a slightly festive melody.

The pent-up anger in her heart for many years seemed to be completely vented through the disorganized and almost violent fight in the morning.

She finally beat Zhu Yang up soundly. Although her method was childish and awkward, the sense of relief brought by the physical catharsis was real.

This is the battle, awesome!

In comparison, Zhou Jianxing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, seemed much quieter.

She kept tilting her head to look at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window, and her mood was obviously a little depressed.

Back at the Lanyue Bay Villa, Zhou Jianxing silently found the medicine box, took out iodine, cotton swabs and medical dressings, and signaled Wen Lingyi to sit on the sofa.

She lowered her head, dipped a cotton swab in brown iodine, and gently disinfected the scratches on Wen Lingyi's neck and chest.

"Tell me," Wen Lingyi was in a good mood and even joked, "Should I go to the hospital and get a rabies vaccine as a preventive measure?"

Zhou Jianxing didn't respond, but carefully placed a small square piece of medical dressing on the last wound, pressing the edge with his fingertips to make it fit.

After doing all this, she closed the lid of the medicine box, still with her eyes downcast.

"What's wrong?" Wen Lingyi noticed that she was in a bad mood, so she grabbed her wrist and, with a little force, brought her to sit on her lap.

"Why does Xiao Xingxing look unhappy?" She put her arms around Zhou Jianxing's waist and secretly sighed in her heart.

Zhou Jianxing has indeed gained some weight recently, and the weight has caused his legs to feel a little numb.

"Lingyi," Zhou Jianxing said with his head drooping, his voice muffled, his fingers unconsciously picking at a button on Wen Lingyi's clothes, "She... is your ex-girlfriend, right?"

The woman who was so beautiful that she could hardly hold her head up in front of her.

Wen Lingyi softened her heart when she saw that she was concerned but didn't dare to ask directly.

She put away her joking expression, sighed softly, and pulled Zhou Jianxing closer to her.

Then, in a tone as calm and objective as possible, she told Zhou Jianxing about the not-so-glorious past between her and Zhu Yang.

She deliberately omitted all intimate details, recounting only the deception, betrayal, and ultimately embarrassing ending.

"Lingyi." Zhou Jianxing turned around in her arms, put his slender arms around her neck, rested his chin lightly on her neck, and his warm breath brushed against her skin.

"You must have loved her very much before." Her voice was filled with envy that was hard to conceal, or more accurately, jealousy.

She was jealous of the past in which she had no part, and jealous that Zhu Yang had once had such strong feelings for Wen Lingyi.

"I'm so jealous." Zhou Jianxing felt a pang of jealousy when he said this.

"I don't love her anymore," Wen Lingyi raised her hand and touched Zhou Jianxing's soft hair, "That was a long time ago. Now I only love you."

"What about next?" Zhou Jianxing's voice was muffled, and his arms tightened a little.

"I will only love you from now on." Wen Lingyi's hands slid down Zhou Jianxing's long hair again and again, gently and slowly, as if comforting a restless little animal. "I will always love you, as long as you are willing to stay by my side."

Zhou Jianxing was coaxed into happiness by her, and his tense body relaxed. He made a subtle humming sound from his nose, similar to the way a kitten hums when being stroked, and rubbed Wen Lingyi's neck.

"I'm so sorry," Wen Lingyi said sadly, "I regret not meeting you earlier."

If she had met Zhou Jianxing at the beginning, she couldn't even imagine how sunny and cheerful she would be.

A gentle kiss fell on her chin. Zhou Jianxing's lips were soft and plump, and the touch was a bit like some kind of jelly he remembered eating, probably peach-flavored jelly.

"So," Zhou Jianxing raised his head and looked at her seriously, "how old are you?"

After asking this question, she was stunned for a moment.

Until now, she still didn't know Wen Lingyi's exact age.

This discovery suddenly made her worry that she knew too little and too one-sidedly about the person in front of her.

"Twenty-nine years old." Wen Lingyi replied, and the melancholy in her tone emerged again.

Time makes people grow old, and she will inevitably grow old like Zhu Yang.

Youth gradually fades away, fine lines gradually begin to appear at the corners of the eyes, and the body may no longer be as tight as when you were young.

"Ah?" Zhou Jianxing was stunned for a moment. This answer was not what she expected.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but this time she learned her lesson and swallowed back the second half of the sentence that was about to come out of her mouth.

She originally thought...

"Then you couldn't have met me earlier," Zhou Jianxing tilted his head and calculated seriously, "When you were eighteen, I was only... only fourteen, not yet an adult."

That doesn't seem appropriate.

"puff."

Wen Lingyi was amused by her serious calculations and the strange conclusions she came to. Her chest vibrated slightly, and the melancholy she had just felt was diluted a lot.

Zhou Jianxing is a guy who sometimes really doesn't have much romantic sentiment.

After laughing, Wen Lingyi's expression gradually became serious.

She looked at Zhou Jianxing's clear eyes, hesitated for a moment, and decided to say it.

"The reason why I always subconsciously avoided and didn't dare to accept your feelings before," she paused, "is because I always easily feel insecure in relationships."

This is a hangover from a bad previous relationship.

This is Wen Lingyi's weakness, a fatal flaw that she carefully hides.

At this moment, she took the initiative to expose it in front of Zhou Jianxing, as if she was opening her softest and most vulnerable abdomen to him without reservation.

In nature, this is an extremely dangerous behavior, which means complete trust and also means giving the other party the decision of whether to be hurt.

Giving 100% trust is essentially gambling on the other party's character.

"Then I..." Zhou Jianxing sat up straight, his eyelids half-closed, his long eyelashes pressed down like a small fan, partially covering his eyes. "Can I make you feel safe? Can I make you feel at ease?"

Her questions were always direct and pure, without any detours.

It was so straightforward that Wen Lingyi didn't know how to respond.

It seemed a bit disingenuous to say that she could, because her insecurity was already deeply rooted.

If I say no, I'm afraid it will hurt Zhou Jianxing's feelings.

"You're still so young," she turned her head slightly to avoid Zhou Jianxing's direct gaze and chose a seemingly irrelevant answer, "Your life still has many possibilities, and you will have many choices in the future..."

"I don't want to, and shouldn't, be a burden to you."

"You didn't bind me," Zhou Jianxing reached out his hand, cupped Wen Lingyi's face, and asked her to turn back to look at him, his eyes extremely serious. "I don't know what the choices you mentioned specifically refer to, but I know that I will not betray you. Never."

Wen Lingyi looked at her and didn't respond immediately.

Life is too long and full of variables. Young people’s promises always sound beautiful and firm, but they cannot withstand the test of time.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe Zhou Jianxing’s sincerity at the moment.

She just didn't dare to believe in the so-called forever.

Feeling a soft touch, Zhou Jianxing's face moved closer and he kissed Wen Lingyi's face one by one like a bird pecking at food, including her forehead, eyebrows, nose tip, lips and chin.

Finally, return to the lips and gently explore with the tip of the tongue.

Wen Lingyi cooperated and her hand gently fell on Zhou Jianxing's waist.

Zhou Jianxing held her face carefully, and his slightly calloused fingertips rubbed the sensitive skin behind her ears, an exchange of body temperature, heartbeat, emotions, and saliva.

It was the salty and humid summer sea breeze that blew past, and the blown hair stuck to my face.

The soles of my feet were sun-soaked in the warm sea water, carrying the soft sand with them.

It was the people around her who held her hand tightly, interlocking their fingers.

The hand supporting the side of her face loosened, and a hand appeared out of nowhere on her waist, reaching into the hem of her clothes and circling around her sensitive skin on the side of her waist.

She was wearing a pair of glacier gray ramie blend wide-leg trousers today. There was no elasticity at the waist, and the fabric and body created a noticeable squeezing sensation when fingers entered.

Wen Lingyi's body stiffened for a moment. She grabbed Zhou Jianxing's restless hand and tilted her head slightly, ending the kiss that was so long that it made her a little dizzy.

"I'm sorry," Zhou Jianxing immediately withdrew his hand, his fingertips brushing the remaining water marks on the corners of Wen Lingyi's lips, his cheeks flushed, "If you don't like it, we won't do it."

She mistakenly thought that Wen Lingyi's resistance was because she didn't like him.

"Don't think too much," Wen Lingyi gently held Zhou Jianxing's wrist to prevent her from retreating, her voice a little low, "It's not that I don't want to... I just..." She paused for a moment, a little embarrassed to speak, "I'm just... too afraid of pain."

It’s not that she doesn’t like him, Wen Lingyi also longs for Zhou Jianxing’s touch, but she has a psychological shadow.

Her pain nerves seem to be naturally more sensitive than others, and her memory of pain is particularly deep and long-lasting.

The memories of pain always pop up at inopportune times to remind her.

"Then do you want me?" Zhou Jianxing moved his wrist slightly down, and in turn gently led Wen Lingyi's hand to the bottom of his flat belly.

"You have never hurt me. It's always comfortable to be with you." He said this without any shyness.

"No," Wen Lingyi's cheeks turned a little pink from the white, and she quickly pulled her hand back. "The doctor specifically told you that you need some more time to recover."

Zhou Jianxing's face flushed instantly. He suddenly jumped off Wen Lingyi's legs, turned around, and covered his burning face with his hands: "You, why did you even ask a doctor about something like this?"

Those doctors and nurses are all gossipy.

Who knows what he'll do to them behind their backs.

"Besides," she remembered something, turned back, blushed and muttered softly, "At that time...didn't I still not agree to be your girlfriend?"

Why does it seem like everyone agrees with their relationship?

Wen Lingyi couldn't help laughing when she saw her embarrassed look. She raised her hand and pounded her legs which were numb and stinging from being pressed for too long, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise up.

"Because I know," she said with a hint of pride, "that you will agree sooner or later."

From the moment she decided to approach Zhou Jianxing again, she never thought there would be any other answer.

"Zhou Jianxing," Wen Lingyi called her name softly, "You'd better not become my ex-girlfriend."

"Because I don't wish my ex-girlfriend a good life, I only wish her to die early."

Ah, is that so? How stingy. Zhou Jianxing couldn't help but think.

Before she thought she was going to die, she was still thinking about how heaven would bless her after she went to heaven.

"I know," Zhou Jianxing was very generous, "I will always be your current girlfriend."