A shot in Mr. Lin's heart

Chapter 243 The Evil in the Woven Bag 8
Ji Nian suddenly felt unspeakable emotions.

This girl was rebellious when she was young, and she was a negative teaching material among the people around her. She would often be mentioned with contempt and disdain with the template of "you are not very good, and you can only be as worthless as so-and-so in the future".

It may even be programmed as a dirty villain.

But she doesn't seem to have given up on herself, earning money, living by herself, and studying by herself.

The curtains in the bedroom were gently opened by her, and the long-lost, New Year's sunshine fell on the girl's dusty bedroom, and the dust fluttered gently in the air.

It's just that everyone has to pay the price for their insignificance, there is no reason for the situation, and no amount of reasoning can compare to the fact that it is right in front of them.

Just like when she came to Lingchuan with her mother's inheritance without hesitation, she had no friends or relatives by her side, so she would study and eat alone, plant flowers and raise cats alone, and lie on the bed alone with a wet towel on her forehead. Seeing myself with a high fever of over 38 degrees, I couldn't stop crying when I felt wronged, regretting over and over again why I couldn't bear it, and left so many friends to adapt to this new environment.

But after crying, I still laughed.

She knew that the one who left the Cheng family with a large sum of money was the 16-year-old Ji Nian who was so arrogant that no one looked down on him.

Since then, she no longer regrets the important decisions she made, even if she practiced physical fitness in the police academy until she couldn't lift her fingers, she never regretted it.

There is always a process of growth, which is to accept the decisions you have already made, change if you make a mistake, and move on if you make a right one. This is called growth.

Ji Nian opened the bedside table in the bedroom, and a ring box lay quietly in the cabinet.

She picked it up, and suddenly thought of the ring on the finger of the deceased.

The ring box was opened and there was an English sentence - "i do".

She put the ring box into the evidence bag.

The house is in good order and the clothes are neatly arranged, but they are all covered with dust and sealed in the past.

It was already eleven o'clock after checking Yan Qingcheng's residence.

Everyone left her house, went back to the police station to sort out the physical evidence, and then came to a small meeting to formulate tomorrow's investigation plan, and then went home to sleep.

Sitting in the co-pilot of Lin Ye, Ji Nian sighed, "I think Yan Qingcheng is really miserable. She was not guided when she was a child. Later, she realized that her mother had remarried, and she almost didn't recognize her as a daughter. There are so many people who don't have one. I have taken care of her, and if something like that happens, I will come out and ask for compensation."

"Stop talking about work after get off work." Lin Ye said.

Ji Nian leaned on the backrest: "Oh, I'm just feeling emotional!"

Lin Ye asked again: "Well, I only ate a piece of bread just now, are you hungry now?"

"I was quite hungry at first, but I won't be hungry anymore." Ji Nian touched his flat belly, "I'm just sleepy now."

Lin Ye turned his head to look at her, and said softly, "I'll be home soon, I can't bear it anymore, let's sleep for a while."

Ji Nian shook his head and muttered: "I don't want it, you will definitely carry me to the bed without waking me up later, and I won't take a shower the next day when I wake up, I will be oily."

Lin Ye just smiled: "My fault."

There was no sign of repentance.

She didn't know how cute she was when she fell asleep in his arms. She rubbed against him from time to time, and the dark circles under her eyes were still a little obvious. How could he not feel distressed, and how could he have the heart to wake her up.

　Some foreshadowings that I want to bury always feel that they are too much to pass the trial, so I don’t take the risk

　　
　
(End of this chapter)