Chapter 134: Get Out (Part 2)
After Song Shengsheng returned home, she began to look through her metal box.
When they first moved back to the capital, Fu Cheng packed most of her luggage, and she kept the iron box where she kept her small safe safe carefully.
But on the day we came back by train.
She was so tired and sleepy that she forgot to ask where the things were taken.
Song Shengsheng searched through all the drawers and cabinets for a while but couldn't find it.
Her hair was a little messy and she looked a little depressed.
Fu Cheng entered the room and saw her slumped in a chair, looking a little depressed.
He tugged at his tie casually: "What's wrong?"
Song Shengsheng sat up slowly. She wanted to ask him, but was afraid of arousing his suspicion. What would happen if he saw the things in the tin box?
She would definitely have to put a lot of effort into coaxing him again.
Song Shengsheng was hesitant about whether to ask this.
Fu Cheng looked at the turned-over drawer and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Song Shengsheng blinked her eyes and followed the trend. She went up and grabbed his fingers, cautiously testing him: "I'm looking for the small box where I put my trousseau."
In fact, she had no dowry at all.
When they got married, Fu Cheng gave a betrothal gift and bought all three major items.
But her mother only gave her a pair of worthless earrings, saying they were made of silver, but a closer look revealed that they were rusty.
She almost cried out of anger at that time.
She cried and made a fuss, but her mother insisted that the family was so poor that they could barely make ends meet, so how could they have the money to buy a dowry.
Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows and immediately understood what she really wanted.
It was the tin box that she had carefully hidden under her bed.
Fu Cheng put his hands in his pockets, looking a bit unruly. He said without changing his expression, "I didn't see it. Look for it again."
Song Shengsheng said distressedly, "I looked everywhere, but I couldn't find it."
There is none in the drawer of the desk.
There's nothing in the closet either.
Song Shengsheng looked at him with a sad face, her voice sounded soft and sticky. She looked at him like a savior and asked, "Did you really not see it?"
Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm lying to you?"
Song Shengsheng shook her head. Of course that wasn't what she meant.
Fu Cheng didn't know what was in there, and he had never even seen the iron box, so there was no need for him to lie to her.
"Oh, don't slander me. I'm just anxious."
Fu Cheng held her hand with his backhand, and rubbed her palm with his fingertips, "Is that thing important to you?"
Song Shengsheng thought about it and decided that it should be considered important.
If you can't find it, lose it, or someone else picks it up, then you're really doomed.
She would really be completely ruined.
Repeating the same process as the original book.
Song Shengsheng nodded solemnly: "It's very important, I must find it."
Fu Cheng didn't say anything for a long time, his thin lips pursed straight. He thought coldly, which was more important, the little money inside, or the dozen or so letters inside.
Look at the anxious look on her face.
The frost on Fu Cheng's eyebrows deepened a little, his eyes were dim and his expression was unclear.
He suppressed his indifference and said casually, "I'll help you look for it later."
The stuff is in the utility room.
He pushed her to the bottom of the darkest layer. If she didn't remember it today, he would get rid of her without her knowing it one day in the future.
Song Shengsheng said "oh" and then she said, "I'll go look in the storage room later. When we moved, we left a lot of stuff in there and didn't pack it out."
They now live in the cadre family compound.
The house has everything.
Therefore, many of the items brought back from Ningcheng were not used.
Fu Cheng squeezed her fingers tightly, and he nodded calmly, acting as if he knew nothing.
Song Shengsheng didn't find it that night, so he wasn't that anxious.
I originally wanted to look for it slowly, thinking that the thing was most likely still at home and wouldn't run away on its own.
But that night she had a nightmare.
She dreamed that she was being held tightly by a pair of warm hands and kept running forward.
She ran too fast and fell.
My fingers gripped the muddy grass, and the gaps between my nails were filled with grass and dirt, which felt rough to the touch.
She didn't feel any pain, so she got up again and grabbed the people around her as if she was holding on to a life-saving straw.
She then got into a car.
She seemed to be in a trance and not quite normal.
She didn't hear clearly what the boy said to her.
"Mom, I'll take you away."
"Just nod if you wish."
"Even if you don't want to, I will take you away."
She was like a delicate puppet, staring blankly at the boy in front of her, her hand tightly held in his, without any intention of resisting.
The car was speeding in the rain, the rapid rain and wind were accompanied by strong winds, and the speed was so fast that the shadows outside the car window could no longer be seen clearly.
Her heart seemed to be beating wildly, but she couldn't say anything and she no longer had any strong reaction ability.
I don’t know how long I ran.
Under the heavy rain, suddenly.
The car came to a sudden stop with a sudden brake.
Then, several black cars surrounded them.
Immediately afterwards, the car window rattled twice.
She shuddered and her body trembled when she heard the voice.
The next second, the car door opened.
The young man was drenched in rain, and the pouring rain soaked his clothes, with large pieces of shirt fabric on his shoulders and back already soaked.
He had a gun in his hand, and he raised his hand expressionlessly, aiming it at his half brother's forehead.
The boy had a delicate face, cold white skin, and indifferent dark eyes. He pushed the barrel of the gun forward and said, "Get out."
get out of the way.
His Chinese is already very good now, but when he is extremely angry, what comes out of his mouth is still cold English.
The man with the gun pointed at his head didn't seem to be afraid. He was silent for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Go ahead and shoot."
He seemed certain that the other party would not dare to shoot.
The sound of the safety being opened was particularly harsh in this deadly silent space.
She seemed to finally come to her senses.
Tears flowed softly, and the voice was a little trembling:
"don't want."
"Don't be like that."
She seemed unable to bear such intense stimulation and fainted.
The scene changes.
Song Shengsheng saw herself being dragged into the office like a wandering soul. Shen Zhishu held her hand tightly and took care of her in every possible way.
Wipe her face and feed her.
It's so good that it makes your scalp tingle.
She opened the window with a key she stole from somewhere.
Song Shengsheng saw himself slowly climbing up to the window.
I saw Shen Zhishu running over hurriedly, gasping for breath.
It's windy outside.
Blowing her hair.
She saw herself smiling at Shen Zhishu, and jumped down without hesitation in his heartbroken gaze.
Song Shengsheng suddenly woke up.
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