Qiao Yunchuan walked to the bedside.
In the silence, even the sound of his heartbeat seemed audible, each beat telling him that it was all real.
He wanted to bend down and kiss the girl's cheek, but then he remembered that he had some blood on his body.
Qiao Yunchuan went into the bathroom and took a shower.
The girl had turned over at some point, her beautiful face now facing the window.
Qiao Yunchuan's lips curled slightly as he lifted his long legs and walked towards the window.
He crouched down, like a child, and stared at the girl.
The handsome young man parted his thin, beautiful lips slightly.
-My girl.
-I really like you.
I want to have you.
A silent confession permeated the night.
Unfortunately, this handsome young man, whose appearance was as if bestowed by heaven, was still unable to utter a sound.
When he was young, he injured his throat during a mission due to carelessness, and has lost his voice ever since.
The world was dark and cold to him.
Killing or being killed is just a matter of method.
If it weren't for his unexpected encounter with her, and the fact that she could hear his innermost thoughts...
Perhaps, from this point on, he will continue to fall.
Qiao Yunchuan gazed at the sleeping girl with adoration, then slowly leaned closer and kissed her fair and delicate cheek.
The girl had the same faint fragrance as him, as if she had absorbed his scent.
Qiao Yunchuan got into bed, pulled the girl into his arms, and fell asleep contentedly with her in his embrace.
The next day.
A series of urgent ringing sounds.
Fu Sang frowned slightly and opened his eyes.
It wasn't yet time for the sun to rise high in the sky, and faint light shone into the room through the window.
The phone was still ringing.
Just as Fu Sang was about to reach for his phone to answer a call, he found himself being held in someone's arms, with soft breathing coming from behind him.
Wait, wait!
Is the little darling sleeping in the same bed with her?
What happened last night?!
like……
Huh, why did she suddenly fall asleep last night?
Never mind all that.
Fu Sang carefully struggled out of the boy's arms, then went to get his phone and answered the call.
"Huanxin," came Jiang Siyu's voice.
Fu Sang lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"
She glanced at the still-sleeping boy and walked out of the bedroom.
Jiang Siyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You finally answered the phone."
Fu Sang asked, somewhat puzzled, "What happened?"
Jiang Siyu asked in surprise, "Didn't you call the police and say they caught 'Jack'?"
Fu Sang was stunned: "I caught Jack?"
"Wasn't it you?" Jiang Siyu asked, puzzled. "Last night you texted me saying you'd caught Jack, and then you stopped answering my calls and texts."
Fu Sang's mind was in a mess, while Jiang Siyu was still talking on the other end of the phone.
“Jack is covered in injuries…that’s a bit strange. Never mind, you should come to the station to talk about it.”
Fu Sang's voice was somewhat hoarse: "Is Jack dead?"
“He’s not dead,” Jiang Siyu said. “He’s half-dead, unable to speak, and his tendons have been severed.”
A chill ran down Fu Sang's spine as he said, "I'm coming to the station right away."
After saying that.
She hung up the phone before Jiang Siyu could say anything more.
Fu Sang clenched his fist and walked to the bedroom door.
The bedroom was dimly lit, and the boy's tall, slender figure was turned away from her, sleeping like an innocent child.
Too many coincidences made her suspicious.
Three men with criminal records attempted to rape her, and Jack tried to kill her.
Who has the power to 'punish' them?
……he.
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