Chapter 17

They fell into silence again. Zhang Shan's words were like a pair of invisible hands, crushing all their efforts these days, and the loss spread silently.

"Zhao ChuChu." Lu Xingdao broke the silence with a little hoarseness. "No matter who the real killer is, I apologize for my suspicion and rudeness to you. I'm sorry."

Zhao ChuChu's eyes flashed with surprise. He glanced at Lu Xingtao. Although it was only a side face, Zhao ChuChu still could see the sincerity on that handsome face.

Zhao ChuChu hung his eyes and smiled reluctantly. "Nuan is your sister. She left suddenly. I can understand your impatience and sadness, so let's let the tower pass."

"Thank you, Zhao ChuChu."

The car passed through the most bustling street, but the car was quiet, Zhao ChuChu was silent, and Lu Xingdao no longer spoke.

After returning to Lu Xingdao's apartment, Zhao ChuChu was ready to pack up and move away. Just as he was talking with Lu Xingdao, the doorbell suddenly rang and they were quiet for a moment.

"Who?" Lu Xingdao frowned and asked loudly.

Outside the door came a man's voice, "express."

"Express?" Lu Xingdao was puzzled and looked at Zhao ChuChu. "Did you buy something?"

Zhao ChuChu, with the same vacant face, shook his head, "No."

Lu Xingdao went to open the door, and there was a courier standing at the door. "Hello, are you Mr. Lu Xingdao?"

"I am."

"This is your express. Please sign here."

After sending the courier away, Lu Xingdao put a small paper box on the tea table and hesitated for a moment before opening it. There was a pair of high heels in the paper box.

"This......" Lu Xingtao was puzzled.

Zhao ChuChu saw the pair of high heels, but his eyes turned red and choked: "these are warm high heels."

Lu Xingdao was slightly stunned. He fell and sat on the sofa. A pair of eyes looked at the pair of blood red high heels and whispered for a long time, "this is the last pair of shoes wennuan wore before he died."

Zhao ChuChu didn't speak. His eyes were occupied by tears. In order not to let Lu Xingdao see her cry, Zhao ChuChu silently returned to the room.

In such a large living room, Lu Xingdao sitting on the sofa is particularly lonely. The afternoon sun shines in through the clear window and falls on him, but there is no temperature at all.

The cell phone ring tore a hole in the cold silence. Lu Xingdao answered the call from the law firm for a long time. He had a job to deal with.

"Dong Dong Dong" Lu Xingdao quietly buttoned Zhao ChuChu's door. After waiting for a moment, no one opened the door. Lu Xingdao sighed and said, "clearly, the office needs me to deal with something. I'll go there."

After a long time, Lu Xingdao heard Zhao ChuChu in the room respond faintly, "OK."

The sound of closing the door told Zhao ChuChu that Lu Xingtao had left, and endless silence came on his face like a sea wave, drowning Zhao ChuChu.

Zhao ChuChu wiped the tears on his face, opened the door, and was silent for a moment in front of the high-heeled shoes on the tea table. However, he went out with those shoes.

Zhao ChuChu drives to the cemetery in the suburbs. She wants to see Lu xingnuan.

Speaking of it, from the day of Lu xingnuan's funeral to now, Zhao ChuChu hasn't stood in front of Lu xingnuan's tombstone for a moment.

The pair of high heels received today, like a switch, turned on Zhao ChuChu's sadness and thoughts that had been suppressed for a long time.

It's a nice day today. The sun is bright and warm. Zhao ChuChu stands in front of Lu xingnuan's tombstone, but he feels cold all over. If Lu xingnuan lies underground, it will be cold.

"Warm, you are most afraid of the dark and cold on weekdays, but now you are lying in this dark lattice. Are you still used to it?" Zhao ChuChu murmured, tears falling quietly.

"Warm, I remember this pair of high heels is the most popular style this year. You lined up for a long time to buy it. I brought it to you today. Have a look."

Zhao ChuChu stroked the high-heeled shoes in her hand. The blood red color hurt her eyes. Lu xingnuan once took pictures of her in these shoes. The snow-white and exquisite feet with these blood red high-heeled shoes have a strange beauty.

Zhao ChuChu gently put his high-heeled shoes in front of the tombstone, and tears rustled down like broken beads.

"Warm, Zhang Shan has been sentenced to prison. Are you happy that he has received the love punishment he deserves?" Zhao ChuChu said word by word, his voice seemed to sob, "warm, how can you be so stupid and fall into the hands of Zhang Shan's abnormal man?"

"Warm, is it true that Zhang Shan said he wasn't the one who really killed you? So who did it to you? Who the hell is it?... " Zhao ChuChu couldn't help crying and couldn't speak.

The breeze with the smell of grass passed Zhao ChuChu's ears and the tears hanging on his cheeks. The cool wind calmed Zhao ChuChu a little.

"Warm, I brought your favorite beer. We haven't had a good drink together for a long time. It's sunny today. Let's not get drunk, okay?"

Zhao ChuChu opened the black handbag, turned out a bag full of beer, and the aluminum cans rolled all over the floor.

As time went by, the sun sank in the west, the sky became dark, and the sky began to rain. The rain gradually became bigger and bigger, and the big raindrops fell down, enveloping the whole cemetery in a mist.

Zhao ChuChu sat in the rain without the slightest intention of moving. He allowed the heavy rain to drain from the top of the head and hit her on her body, face and heart.

When Lu Xinggui ran into the cemetery with his umbrella, it was completely dark. With the dim yellow street light, he saw Zhao ChuChu fall in front of Lu xingnuan's tombstone.

"Zhao ChuChu! Wake up, Zhao ChuChu... "

Lu Xingdao couldn't wake up Zhao ChuChu. Looking at the empty cans of beer all over the ground, Lu Xingdao frowned, picked Zhao ChuChu up and walked to the road outside.

When Lu Xingdao came to the door, a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The two people just bumped into each other. The dark figure staggered and ran away in a hurry.

"You wait!" Lu Xingdao shouted, but the man in black disappeared in the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Lu Xingdao looked down at Zhao ChuChu in his arms, gave up chasing the man in black, went out of the cemetery, put Zhao ChuChu in the back seat, drove to the apartment.

Zhao ChuChu woke up in the middle of the night with a severe headache and a thirsty throat. He sat up and saw Lu Xinggui lying on the edge of the bed and falling asleep.

Looking at Lu Xingdao's sleeping appearance, Zhao ChuChu felt a little warm in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he still woke up Lu Xingdao.

"Are you awake?" Lu Xingdao rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhao ChuChu, "do you want to drink water? Shall I pour it for you? "