Chapter 102 Verhovinsky (12)

Fei Du raised his head in surprise: "What's wrong?"

At that moment, Luo Wenzhou's body was faster than his mind.

Ever since Tao Ran started talking about Xia Xiaonan's family, he thought of Fei Du for no reason, remembered seven years ago at the end of summer, when he opened the door and saw that the flowers in the house were ruined, the songs of Xu Xu came from upstairs, the quiet and empty mansion The dust is floating in the child, and when it settles, there is a "big gift" waiting for him.

Will Fei Du recall her repeatedly during the countless midnight dreams?

At the end of the memory, what was he thinking?

However, Luo Wenzhou grabbed Fei Du's hand impulsively and planned to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Say what?

After all, this is a sad thing, and even if scratch a layer of oily skin in heart, it cannot be explained in a few words.

"Don't be nervous," Fei Du patted his hand. "No accident, I guess even if she stands on the roof, she won't jump down in the end."

"I just thought you were wearing too little, and there was a padded coat in the trunk," Luo Wenzhou said, "Go and put it on."

Fei Du drove his car for several days, and he never noticed that the lump in the trunk was a piece of clothing—he always thought it was a rag for cleaning the car. After listening to this, President Fei felt jīng. The double nüè treatment of God and eyes is comparable to encountering an alternative family bào force.

Without a word, he broke free from Luo Wenzhou, and walked quickly and neatly.

Luo Wenzhou: "Wait, you haven't finished yet, how do you know she won't jump down in the end?"

At this moment, a colleague's voice came from the earphone: "Captain Luo, that girl is really on the roof of the administrative building!"

The wind at the heights was even harsher, scraping at the bones, making a "rustling" rubbing sound.

Xia Xiaonan's hospital gown was visible as soon as she was wearing it, and her skin was no longer conscious. She looked down at the black-lit teaching building not far away.

She remembered that she was doing a physics test paper, racked her brains to distinguish the concepts that were crooked, and gnawed the pen cap bald. Suddenly, the class became agitated, and the tablemate bumped her elbow hard. , shouted into her ear: "Look, someone is going to jump off the building!"

The nib of the pen left a sharp wound on the paper, Xia Xiaonan flickered in his heart, turned his head, and saw a figure jumping down from the administrative building opposite, like a piece of ashes floating from nowhere.

Half of the class stood up and rushed to the window to watch, pushing Xia Xiaonan, who was originally by the window, aside. Everyone was watching, but she was the only one who dared not.

Xia Xiaonan didn't know who the person who jumped off was until the police dealt with the scene consciously, and she didn't have time to see her for the last time.

For fifteen years since she was born, this beautiful little girl has only lived as a big "don't dare". She didn't dare to stand up and ask to share some of the family's burdens. She always wanted to pretend that she was a Just like everyone else, an ordinary girl can read her own book without hearing anything outside the window.

She didn't dare to speak up for others, she didn't dare to speak for herself, and she didn't dare to resist all unreasonable bullying. Her past life only taught her to be silent and patient, looking forward to the impermanent wind of fate to chuī all those bad things. Walk. However, fate never gives help, it will only make things worse.

She also didn't dare to run away with that stupid boy, didn't dare to throw away her mobile phone, didn't dare to come out of that trash can at that time—

Even when it was over, she didn't dare to look at Feng Bin.

As long as you don't face it, you can treat everything as just a nightmare and nothing has happened yet.

Xia Xiaonan held onto the cold guardrail with both hands, her palms "smell" the sweet rust smell on it, and a long string of tears rolled down from the roof of the eighth floor.

Luo Wenzhou buckled on the walkie-talkie: "Don't turn on the siren, the firefighters and the ambulance also shut up, be careful to irritate her! If you have a good mouth and legs, you are all ready to go up with me, hurry up! Where's the fire air mattress?"

Police, firefighters, and ambulances came from all directions, and the campus, which had become peaceful after school, turned into a pot of porridge, and the administrator of the administrative building was so frightened that he cried.

Fei Du silently bypassed the crowd and walked to the teaching building opposite the administrative building. He and the administrator asked for the keys. After inquiring about it, he walked straight into the classroom of Class 26 that year.