Forensic without kites

Chapter 222 Welcome Party (16)

Since childhood, Wu Yuan’s mother gave Wu Yuan the feeling that she was reticent, indifferent, and didn’t like to laugh, but loved this family and Wu Yuan very much.

One morning, before going to work, Wu Yuan's mother stood in front of the mirror in the entrance hall and said suddenly: "Wu Yuan, your father and I cannot be by your side forever. Whether you want it or not, some things should happen will happen……"

At that time, Wuyuan was bending over to put on her boots. She was rushing to attend an anatomy class, so she didn't pay much attention, and said vaguely: "Mom, you know I don't believe in fate. There is no such thing as fate in this world. I only believe in science, in my undistorted sharp knives and ancient truths. Mom, why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Hehe, no, it was yesterday's autopsy that touched me deeply..., deeply touched..."

"Hey, what did I do at that time! Mom, when did you, the head of the forensic department, become so superstitious?"

She didn't listen to her mother's continuation, picked up her bag and slammed the door out.

Three years later, the weather was also so good, with red clouds floating in the sky, and the wind was light.Wei Wuyuan's mother's words really ignited a raging fire in Wuyuan's ears, nothing is more cruel than seeing her parents trapped in the fire and burned alive.

Heartbroken, but helpless.

At that moment, she finally understood that even though fate hadn't let go of the shackles, it had already laid down the shackles.What my mother said three years ago, and the look of compassion and helplessness, indicates that some people will never escape the teasing of fate.

Wuyuan woke up from her sleep, opened her eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed, her hazy eyes looked at the two hands hanging on the white sheet, in a daze.

She is no longer in her prime.

The back of the white hand is where outsiders can't see finely, and fine wrinkles have been cracked, and the calluses on the index finger and thumb can no longer be removed.Recently, she has always found that she has less sleep and more dreams, and she is in a trance. She can't remember many things she has done in the past and the road she has traveled.

The 26-year-old woman was originally like a delicate flower blooming from a lush mountain forest, but she gradually felt that she was withering.Day after day, the cold scalpel and the corpse's putrefaction had worn away her youthful sharpness and vigor.

Her warm and splendid years have come to an end.

Sighing softly, Wuyuan lifted the quilt, walked around from one side of the bed to the other, and entered the bathroom.

After washing up, she came out of the bathroom and entered the dressing room connected to the bedroom.

His fingers slid across the wardrobe, and finally stopped on a double-breasted woolen coat of dark sea color.Wuyuan really likes deep-sea colored clothes, and always feels that the vast and endless sea with blue waves is the broadest and most beautiful.But now she suddenly changed her mind and didn't want to wear this dress anymore.At this time, she remembered the somewhat absurd dinner last night. The female doctor in a dark sea-colored suit got her drunk with just a glass of wine.

The stainless steel hanger suddenly made a crisp sound, and Wuyuan almost cried out.

Wait, she was drunk last night, so how did she go back to bed to sleep!Also, what's with this pajamas?

Wu Yuan's appearance has been extremely bad since she was a child. When she was a graduate student, she was drunk once. According to her roommate, Wu Yuan was so drunk that she couldn't bear to look back.I wondered what her posture was like at that time, vomiting up and down, making the whole dormitory go crazy.

From then on, Wuyuan never drank alcohol again.

Almost staggering, he pulled up his legs and ran out.

(End of this chapter)