Chapter 26 I am here
"Nanxi, I'm sorry."

"I know I was wrong and shouldn't have been impulsive."

"I asked you to help me clean up the mess."

As soon as Ge Weiwei left the police station, she called Shen Nanxi to report that she was safe.

She sobbed and burst into tears, speaking in three sentences.

She really knew she was wrong, she wasn't just talking about it.

Just now at the police station, she was locked in a small dark room.

There are walls on all sides, no windows, and it is pitch dark.

The room was stuffy and smelly, and my throat felt blocked and painful every time I breathed.

There are no chairs, so you either have to squat or stand.

Ge Weiwei was not very timid and she became scared when she saw this situation.

It's been less than three minutes since I went in.

Weird noises began to be heard all around.

There was the clanging of metal colliding, the muffled groan of fists hitting flesh, and the sharp sound of sharp weapons scraping against stone slabs.

One after another, like a passionate symphony, it penetrated every pore and vibrated her nerves.

She was so scared that she started crying and knocked on the iron gate to get out.

But no one paid any attention to her.

The only response she got was the continuous strange sound.

If Nan Xi hadn't sent someone to pick her up, she couldn't believe what would happen to her after staying in a room like this for a night.

Shen Nanxi heard an unprecedented fear in her tone. She couldn't bear to blame her anymore, so she could only soften her tone and say, "Weiwei, you must remember this lesson and don't be reckless again. It's right for you to fight back when others bully you, but it's wrong to provoke them for no reason. You're lucky that they are willing to reconcile this time, but it may not be the same next time."

Ge Weiwei's eyes were filled with tears: "Nan Xi, I know I was wrong."

Shen Nanxi: "Okay, Weiwei, go home. I'll ask Sister Qin to make you some soothing soup. Drink it and have a good sleep. This matter will be over."

Ge Weiwei: "Nan Xi, you are so nice."

The two of them exchanged a few more private words. Shen Nanxi still had work to do, so Ge ​​Weiwei could only hang up the phone reluctantly.

Xie Cheng beside her saw her finish the call, walked towards the white Bentayga parked on the street, opened the back door and said, "Miss Ge, I'll take you home."

Ge Weiwei sat in the back car.

Xie Cheng then sat in the driver's seat.

The white Bentayga is driving at a constant speed in the darkness.

Ge Weiwei looked at Xie Cheng through the rearview mirror in the car.

He has wheat-colored skin, a profile as cold and hard as a knife blade, and a scar at the corner of his eye that slants towards his temple, which makes him look scary.

She scratched the edge of the leather seat unconsciously: "Are you Nan Xi's friend?"

Xie Cheng: "I am Ms. Shen's employee. She is very busy recently, so she sent me to pick you up."

Ge Weiwei: "What is Nan Xi busy with recently?"

Xie Cheng looked straight ahead: "In the middle of the year, the company has a lot of business, and I have to do everything myself."

Ge Weiwei: “No wonder.”

After a few seconds of silence, he asked again: "Does Nan Xi have many friends here?"

Xie Cheng: "I don't know about Miss Shen's private life."

"That's right, you are just her employee."

Ge Weiwei picked up a cushion and held it in her arms. She stroked one corner of it with her fingers, blinked her eyes, and continued to chat: "Well, does Nan Xi know Xie Jingwei? I remember that her mother and Xie Jingwei's mother are good friends. Nan Xi is now developing in Hongcheng, so there should be some intersections, right?"

Xie Cheng glanced at the rearview mirror: "Miss Ge is familiar with people in Hong Kong?"

The cell phone in Ge Weiwei's pocket rang. She was just about to take it out and look at it, not noticing the cold light flashing in Xie Cheng's eyes.

As she hung up the phone, she said, "Your Hong Kong prince is so famous that I have heard a little about him in Beijing."

Xie Cheng smiled and did not answer.

Turn the steering wheel and calmly move into the next lane.

Ge Weiwei was in the back of the car, tapping the screen just as calmly.

The flickering light made the smile on her face look somewhat unusual.

Shen Nanxi went to sleep after she and Ge Weiwei finished their call.

Didn't sleep well.

Still dreaming.

First, I dreamed of Shen Mushan lying on the operating table, his heart was empty and bleeding continuously.

The doctor took a beating heart and buried it in his chest.

But he unconsciously raised his hand and touched it, and the heart slipped out of the doctor's hand and rolled to Shen Nanxi's feet.

A bright red heart, with every beat, a large amount of blood flows out.

Soon, her feet were filled with bright red blood.

The doctor yelled at her, "Bring the heart here quickly." She nodded dazedly and squatted down to pick up the heart.

The moment she stood up, a white light pierced into her eyes.

The scene changes.

A Palos Verdes blue butterfly fluttered its wings and passed in front of her, just as she was about to chase the butterfly.

There was a mechanical metallic sound behind me.

She looked back.

Shao Xuan stood in the dense jungle, holding a camera in one hand and a paintbrush in the other.

She was wearing a set of white sportswear, full of youthfulness.

She subconsciously looked at Shao Xuan's legs.

Next to the straight leg was another leg that was broken at the knee.

Blood continued to drip from the broken leg, one drop, two drops, flowing along the winding stream to her feet, and then up along her ankle.

It turned into strands of red silk threads, bound her legs, and dragged her down.

Her consciousness sank.

Back to that operating room.

In his hand he still held the violently beating heart.

The doctor yelled at her, "Give me the heart!"

Before she could move forward.

A Palos Verdes blue butterfly flew out from behind the doctor and landed in front of her.

The blue wings shook up tiny dust particles, disturbing her consciousness.

She stared at the butterfly in a daze.

The scalpel fell into the operating basin, blood splattered everywhere, and there was a clang.

Shao Xuan fell onto the green grass and his prosthesis fell off with a clang.

Two voices meet.

Two images interweave.

The blood at Shen Nanxi's feet was flowing frequently.

The heart in her hand began beating faster and faster, then it jumped out of her hand and turned into a Palos Verdes blue butterfly and flew away.

Shen Mushan on the operating table suddenly sobbed and called her name frequently.

She opened her mouth, wanting to respond, but no sound came out.

She tried to move forward, but the red thread on her legs held her firmly in place, and she couldn't move a single step.

The doctor on the operating table was still roaring.

Shao Xuan supported himself in the jungle, staggered to his feet, and fell back heavily.

She looked at these in horror, trembling violently all over.

Not long.

Shen Mushan on the operating table dropped his arms and stopped shouting.

Shao Xuan in the jungle closed his eyes and gave up struggling.

"do not want!"

She screamed heartbreakingly.

This time, I was finally able to make a sound.

There was a very dim light in front of me.

There is no operating room.

There is no jungle.

There was only a warm yellow desk lamp shining directly in front.

Xie Jingwei sat in front of the desk lamp, looking at the data on the notebook, reviewing it line by line.

Hearing the noise behind him, he took off his headphones, stood up and walked to Shen Nanxi: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Shen Nanxi's pale little face was covered with beads of sweat.

Hearing the voice, his eyeballs moved slightly, his eyes became a little dull, and his pupils kept shrinking.

She had just come out of a nightmare and couldn't tell whether everything in front of her was real or not.

Seeing that Shen Nanxi did not answer.

Xie Jingwei sat beside the bed and stroked her still shaking back: "Nan Xi, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shen Nanxi realized it later and looked up at him: "Xie Jingwei?"

Xie Jingwei put his arm around her shoulders and leaned against her, "I'm here."

(End of this chapter)