put wildness in his heart

Chapter 330 The Finale
Wen Yan asked this because he knew Wen Miao well enough.

His younger sister belongs to the kind of girl who is born with great energy. When she was a child, she often followed Qin Ke and the others to the martial arts gym. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to restrain her.

What's more, she had long been on guard against Shen Tao, it was impossible for him to approach her so easily.

Under such conditions, Wen Yan could only think of one possibility: she did it on purpose.

Wen Yan frowned and looked at her, his eyes were neither salty nor dull, which meant that he was really going to be angry, so Wen Miao had to raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, I will explain."

Wen Miao didn't mean to hide it from him, she just nodded and admitted: "That's it."

"Why?" Wen Yan was so annoyed by her quick and easy answer that her heart ached, and she almost wanted to put her hand on her head and shake it vigorously, to see if some water could come out of it.

Do you think that life is too ordinary, so you want to find some excitement for yourself?
"It's very simple." Wen Miao raised her hand, crossed her index fingers and made a "ten" sign towards him, then tilted her head and said, "The crime of intentional injury is at least ten years."

The words were endless, but combined with some things he had heard before, Wen Yan understood what Wen Miao wanted to express almost instantly, and the cigarette between his fingers ignited a faint smoke, Wen Yan frowned, obviously disapproving of her approach.

Too dangerous.

If you are not careful, you may be gone.

Wen Yan recalled the thrilling scene he saw on the surveillance camera, and he still has lingering fears, so he asked her angrily, "What if something really happens to you?"

This little girl really dared to jump down.

Fortunately, the temperature has been abnormal in the past few days, and there is no broken ice floating in the river, otherwise it would be light to cut the skin, and if it cuts the trachea along the respiratory tract, Wen Yan should clean up and prepare for her funeral.

"This is the best solution." Wen Miao sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at her dangling toes, her lowered eyes were inexplicably cold, and her tone of voice was as calm as ever, "Even if it is to call the police, it still needs to be done." As for the actual evidence, you can’t arrest him just because I say he’s sick, right?”

After speaking, Wen Miao spread her hands, with an innocent look on her face: "Since there is no evidence, then I will provide them with one."

Wen Yan found himself speechless.

Indeed, as Wen Miao said, Shen Tao was just wandering around the Shen family, and did not do any actual harm. He is smart enough to leave himself alone from the very beginning when the Yu family had an accident. It's clean.

What happened to the Yu family did have something to do with him, but he didn't violate the law in any way, so he couldn't file a case at all. It can only be said that he can be condemned morally, but he can't be sanctioned legally.

Now it's the same with Shen Jiayu.

Shen Tao just circled around him, did not do any actual harm, and it was useless to call the police.

Only this time it's different.

It can be seen clearly on the monitor.

No matter what Wen Miao thought about it, she felt that she had made a profit from this wave of operations, but Wen Yan had a mournful face and was very unhappy: "That kid from the Shen family agrees to you doing this?"

"Of course I don't agree." Wen Miao continued to explain honestly, "So I didn't tell him."

To be precise, this is the first cut and then the play.

Only then did Wen Yan's face soften a little: "Er, they also agree?"

"How is it possible? So I didn't tell them."

"..."

Well, Wen Yan understands now.

To sum up, no one knows her thoughts, let alone her plans—or she doesn't even have a plan, it's just an idea that pops up out of the blue, and the cooperation between teammates depends on awareness and tacit understanding.

As long as there is one who loses the chain, just say bye.

Be brothers again in the next life.

This time it was Wen Miao who was wronged, she bowed her head next to Wen Yan's scolding, without saying a word.

In fact, she didn't even want to get to this step. At first, she just wanted the surveillance to record the part where Shen Tao held her hostage, so as to leave the most intuitive evidence. She never thought about jumping into the river. Who knew there was an accident in the middle.

Shen Jiayu was really moved to kill.

Wen Miao jumped down in a hurry. Anyway, she can swim, so she can drink at most two sips of water. The only change is that the ice melted and the snow melted in the past two days, which caused the water level of the moat to skyrocket. .

If it weren't for Liner, they would react quickly.

And there is...

Shen Tao.

Even though Wen Miao didn't have the slightest affection for Shen Tao, she had to admit that it was Shen Tao who gave her the last hand this time, otherwise something would really happen.

Wen Yan obviously also knew about this matter from the police dispatch records, so he didn't deal with it hastily, but first asked Wen Miao's opinion: "Shen Tao, what are you going to do?"

Wen Miao lowered her eyes and said nothing.

When he fell off the bridge, there were many fishing friends nearby who were helping to save him. Later, Shen Tao was picked up by two fisherman uncles who were good at water. After entering the intensive care unit, he waited for the person to wake up and hand him over to the police.

But how the court decides, whether it is light or heavy, depends on the victim's opinion in the end.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Wen Yan thought she was softening her heart. When she was about to speak, Wen Miao said seriously: "How many years is the worst sentence?"

"Ah?" Wen Yan's words came to a sudden stop, and he paused before saying, "That depends on whether you want me to intervene, I have already sent the relevant information to Xinshi's lawyer team on the way here , if you think about it, then he won’t have to think about it in his life.”

"That's great." Wen Miao breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his hands together and looked at him and said very sincerely, "Brother, please pay more attention, I hope he can be locked up for a lifetime."

This god turning point...

Wen Yan said with a subtle expression: "I thought you were going to tell me that he saved you, so I don't want to pursue it."

"How is it possible? I will definitely pursue it, and I will pursue it to death." Wen Miao said very soberly and vindictively, "Is this considered saving me? If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have fallen at all, and neither did Shen Jiayu. You will be injured, let alone what happens now."

"These things were all caused by him, and he made such a big mess, did you want to end it with a fluffy 'sorry'?"

"How can there be such a good thing? I won't forgive him. I'm extremely, special, and very special. I hope he will have a severe sentence. It's best not to come out for the rest of my life, and disappear in Shen Jiayu's world forever and ever."

Wen Yan immediately felt relieved when he heard this, this is still his sober sister.

Under Wen Yan's strong request, Wen Miao was dragged to do a few more checks. After confirming that there were no other injuries on her body, she was allowed to leave the hospital and was taken home by Wen Yan.

Then he was scolded by Wen Yan as expected.

Wen Yan scolded her for more than three hours before she stopped talking. During this period, she didn't even drink her saliva. Wen Miao was amazed when she saw it. She never knew that her brother could nag like this, so much that she just wanted to cover her mouth Wrinkled his head and said, "Master, don't read it anymore, Wukong knows it's wrong".

If it wasn't for the little assistant who suddenly called to say that there was something wrong with the company, Wen Miao felt that her brother would be fine for another three hours of study.

Watching Wen Yan drive away, Wen Miao calmly changed her clothes and went downstairs.

The sun sets early in winter, but at 04:30, the sky outside begins to darken. The sky in the distance is covered with a thick layer of clouds. The weather is overcast, and it looks like it will snow again. .

The Shen family's old house was brightly lit, but it was too quiet. The house was too big and there were few people, so it was usually a bit less lively. At night, when the servants and nannies all returned to the nanny's room at the back, the house became more and more silent.

Not seeing the old man of the Shen family, Wen Miao glanced around the hall with some doubts. Could it be that he went fishing again?

She didn't think much about it, she turned her gaze and went up to the third floor.

As soon as the door of the study was pushed open, Wen Miao could smell the faint smell of blood floating in the air. Shen Jiayu stood in front of the window sill and looked out, with no expression on his face, and the hanging hand was wrapped in thick gauze .

The gauze was already stained red with blood.

Shen Jiayu just stood indifferently, as if the injured hand wasn't his at all, and was completely indifferent to it.

Wen Miao knew that he would not be so obedient and obedient, there must have been no stitches, so he simply wrapped it with white gauze. At that time, he grabbed the blade with his hand. blisters, and the wounds are curled and white.

Wen Miao frowned and walked over: "How did you treat your injury? Why are you still bleeding?"

The sudden sound brought Shen Jiayu back to his senses, and his unfocused eyes finally condensed and fell on the little girl in front of him. Wen Miao didn't look at him, and all her attention was on his bleeding hand. Turned on the warm-flame possession mode: "What did I tell you in the hospital? Listen to the doctor carefully, wash the wound that needs to be cleaned, and sew the needle if it needs to be stitched. Did you not listen to my words? ? Oh, Shen Jiayu, you're really pissing me off—"

Still muttering softly, the whole person was suddenly pressed into a hug that smelled of wind and snow.

She was already familiar with this smell, the only difference was that this time there was blood in the hug.

The hands holding her were tightened so tightly that Wen Miao felt a little pain, but Wen Miao didn't struggle, but just blinked: "Shen Jiayu, are you afraid?"

"Wen Miao." Shen Jiayu's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been burned by fire, "Don't be like this in the future."

There was a rare request and bewilderment in his tone.

Sounds like a toddler with no direction.

Wen Miao was quiet for a moment, then gently broke free from his confinement, raised her face to look at him, and saw the suppressed uneasiness in those beautiful dark eyes.

This was an emotion that Shen Jiayu had almost never experienced.

Wen Miao was startled, then pursed her lips slightly, pulled off his collar without hesitation, raised her head and kissed his eyes.

There is a cold winter in his eyes.

When she kissed his eyes, a snow fell in her life at the same time.

A snow called "Shen Jiayu".

Shen Jiayu suddenly remembered the time when she watched "Titanic" with her. At that time, she was still saying that she didn't understand Jack's way of doing things. Life is life and death is death, but at the moment when she really had to make a choice For a moment, he chose the same answer as Jack.

Wen Miao touched his eyes, looked at him and smiled: "Shen Jiayu, I really sacrificed a lot this time, you have to think about how to compensate me."

"Okay." Shen Jiayu took the initiative to bend down, let her soft fingertips rest on the end of his eyes, and responded softly, "What do you want?"

Wen Miao's eyes lit up: "Can I do whatever I want?"

Shen Jiayu's brows and eyes relaxed: "It's okay."

Wen Miao looked at him expectantly, then blinked and said, "Then can you stop wearing pants when you cook next time?"

Shen Jiayu: "..."

Let's talk about this later.

After finalizing the issue of compensation, Wen Miao changed the subject contentedly: "Where is the medicine box?"

Shen Jiayu: "Huh?"

"I know you don't want to go to the hospital, but this needs to be bandaged again." Wen Miao pointed to his hand.

Shen Jiayu didn't care much, but seeing what Wen Miao said, he went downstairs to get the medicine box. When he passed by the study on the second floor, he suddenly heard a slight voice coming from inside.

The door of the study room was not closed tightly, and a narrow crack was exposed. Shen Jiayu stopped walking and turned his head to look inside.

I saw the old man sitting alone at the desk.

The old man was holding a photo in his hand, and the wooden photo frame had been rubbed white by his fingers, as if he had fallen into some kind of distant memory, his eyes showed complex emotions of pain and nostalgia, and he whispered to the photo frame : "Xinying, I was wrong. I'm sorry for A Yu, I'm sorry for Quinquil and Xiaoxi, and I'm sorry for you. When I see you, you should blame me..."

Shen Jiayu stood quietly for a moment, then lowered his eyelashes, turned and left silently.

The windows in the corridor were left open, Shen Jiayu glanced out of the window, and the sky started to snow again.

The breath of winter was blowing from the north wind blowing from the flat ground, the snow was long in the sky, and the breath turned into frost. At the end of the year and the end of the year, Shen Jiayu suddenly remembered the first time he saw Wen Miao.

It was also this kind of snowy day when the mountains were cold and the water was cold. The little girl rushed into the bar recklessly in a snowstorm. After a crisp wine bottle cracked, Shen Jiayu casually glanced sideways from the second floor.

The first thing that attracted him was the unruly look in her eyes, as if four undisguised characters were written all over her body - "Kneel down and call Dad".

As a result, the little girl hadn't followed the plot of "calling her father", but took the route of "looking for her father from a thousand miles away".

The bar has been open for so long, and I've seen people messing things up, but I've never seen people messing up things while acting.

He cried more pitifully than anyone else, but ended up hitting harder than anyone else.

He also picks expensive wine to throw.

Shen Jiayu was rarely interested. After looking at it with his chin propped up for a while, he slowly got up and went downstairs, picking up the "daughter" he brought to the door.

So, the story begins here.

Winter is really a season suitable for meeting.

When the door of the study was pushed open, Wen Miao was standing at the window looking outside, there was already a thin layer of snow on the ground.

Hearing the sound, she tilted her head and looked over, bending her eyes and smiling.

"Shen Jiayu, it's snowing."

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