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"I need to go deliver some wine. Later, Aunt Lin will bring lunch over. If you're not in a hurry to leave with this gentleman, why don't you watch the shop for a bit until I get back? We can have lunch together," the young man said with a pure smile. He politely added to Gu Cheng, "You are welcome to join us as well, if you don’t mind. Aunt Lin's cooking is excellent."
Gu Cheng paused for a moment before nodding.
"Alright, I'll wait for you to come back. Be careful on the way," Yan Xiaoque said, feeling unexpectedly reassured. She didn't know when it had started, but seeing Wei Sheng made her feel inexplicably at ease.
Family is like that kind of emotion, isn't it? Like an umbrella. It may not always be there, but when it rains, you want to find it for shelter.
The young man turned and waved goodbye. His bicycle sped away like the wind.
“How long after that did you return to the scene?” she continued to ask Gu Cheng.
Since Lu Kai had returned to the scene a second time after Jiang was already dead, but the box was open, it meant that the man in front of her must have gone back before that and had opened the iron box himself.
“About 20 minutes,” Gu Cheng replied, lowering his head to pull out a cigarette. After several failed attempts to light it with his lighter, he put it back in the pack.
“Believe it or not, I returned to save her,” he said.
Twenty minutes. In such a small space, it was enough time to suffocate. Yan Xiaoque scoffed; the pain she had just managed to suppress surged back again.
“It was already dark then. I shone my phone light on her; she was completely still. I checked for breath and realized she was already dead,” Gu Cheng said, tears triggering an inexplicable anger in Yan Xiaoque.
“You must have been terrified,” she mocked. He hadn’t even thought of taking her to the hospital for rescue.
“I know the cause of her death,” the man said after a few seconds of silence.
Yes, you’re a biologist. The woman gritted her teeth, feeling an icy chill within her heart.
So you know that Jiang Yufei drank that poisoned wine containing cyanide before you returned to the scene. She died from poisoning, not suffocation.
You don’t need to bear any legal responsibility, senior.
In the room, preparations were underway for a discharge. Two small children walked excitedly ahead.
"Brother Zhi Yu, are you really giving this to me?" The innocent little girl touched the small object around her neck.
The slightly older boy smiled and nodded, "Yes, from now on it’s yours."
The little girl stopped in her tracks, her smile growing even sweeter. She had been frightened during her last outing and fainted; today was her discharge day. Just a moment ago, her playmate had secretly given her a gift with a guilty expression.
He said, "Qing Er, look, there’s a blue dragonfly on it too. I found it the day before yesterday in the marshes when a big sister helped me catch dragonflies. She said she was afraid it would get dirty."
Later, he had hurried home for dinner and left without saying goodbye. Gradually, he forgot about it until he suddenly felt it in his pocket. He decided to give it as a favor to Qing Er.
Qing Er was so adorable; he truly wanted to be good to her for a lifetime.
As for that big sister, he had seen her on a flyer he posted on the street. She probably wouldn’t come back anyway. He chuckled to himself.
Qing Er held her gift up to the light, her eyes wide with wonder.
"Excuse me... does anyone know how to get to Orthopedic Ward 521?" Wei Sheng spoke up, but his gaze was drawn to the unique pendant in the little girl's hand.
A ring hung from a string around her neck.
The blue shell with a dragonfly pattern defiantly spread its wings.
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