At that time, Su Wuwei hid in the room alone on the pretext of having something to do. She hesitated but did not call Fu Yuan. Instead, she called the hospital directly and asked the hospital about Fu Ziheng's condition.

The medical staff who answered the phone happily told Su Wuwei that Fu Ziheng just had an old problem. He had been sent back to the ward an hour ago and would wake up in about an hour.

She still clearly remembers how happy she was when she heard the news, but after hanging up the phone, her heart became heavy. It was clear that Fu Yuan knew that the rescue was successful an hour ago, but why did he not even get a piece of news? Not sent to him.

Even if she didn't say anything, she believed that Fu Yuan must know the news she was waiting for him, but he still didn't send any news to Su Wuwei.

It takes an hour, and it takes less than a minute to send a message. Can't she even give her this minute?

It was not that she was not aggrieved. It was this kind of grievance that made Su Wuwei refrain from contacting Fu Yuan in the next few hours. However, not contacting him did not mean that he did not miss him, so she felt more disappointed every time she looked at her phone. point.

In the dead of night, she no longer needed to hide her disappointment, and she no longer needed to pretend to be strong in front of her family. Thinking of the scene during the day, her tears were like broken pearls.

She didn't know if she was too sad, but her nose ran down along with her tears. In desperation, she could only get up and get a tissue to wipe her nose.

Seeing that her actions did not wake up Yan Duo, Su Wuwei simply opened the glass door of the balcony and came out. Since she couldn't sleep, she might as well enjoy the night view of Shucheng.

The reason why she originally liked Zhongbaohe No. 1 Community was because the biggest publicity point was the river view. The 16th floor was also the best height to enjoy the river view. It would not only allow you to not be disturbed by the world, but also not be isolated from the world because it was too high. .

She was sitting on the large hanging chair on the balcony, looking leisurely into the distance. The lights on the riverside were still on, like two ribbons, looking quiet and beautiful.

Not far away is the most prosperous shopping mall in Shucheng. The outer walls of the high-rise buildings are illuminated day and night, and advertisements, movie trailers, etc. are not simply played on the electronic screens.

She watched silently, as if she were watching a silent movie, which was indeed a silent movie. It was so late and there was no sound except the wind.

No, she seemed to still hear the sound of propellers vaguely. She looked up and saw no helicopter. She couldn't help but wonder if she heard it wrong.

However, the sound of the propeller became louder and louder, as if it was very close to her, and she was convinced that she heard it correctly.

Su Wuwei stood up in a hurry. She opened the window on the balcony. The sound of the propeller became louder and louder. She looked intently and saw that there was a remote control aircraft at arm's length from her. If she looked carefully, she could still see it. There seemed to be a note tied to the plane.

She looked down, but her location was too far from the ground. She couldn't see anything, and she didn't know who was playing with the remote control plane at night.

By some mistake, Su Wuwei reached out and took off the note from the remote control plane. When she opened the note, she smelled the smell of cigarettes. Using the light of her cell phone, she saw that it was indeed a note from an unwrapped cigarette box.

This made her a little confused as to whether the note was hers, but the strong curiosity and secret expectation in her heart overcame her hesitation, and she opened the note anyway.

Using the light of her mobile phone, Su Wuwei saw familiar fonts on the paper at a glance. It was just that she might have been anxious when writing, and the handwriting was a little sloppy, but it inexplicably made her feel a little warmer in her heart.

Yes, she recognized it at a glance as Fu Yuan's handwriting. He wrote on the cigarette box, "Xiaowei, I'm downstairs at your house. If you haven't slept, can you come down here?"

Su Wuwei anxiously stood on the railing and looked around, but it was still dark below and couldn't see anything.

She didn't care about waking up Yan Duo, so she went out with her phone in hand. It wasn't until she successfully walked out of the door with the key that she realized that there was a layer of dense sweat on her back. Fortunately, she didn't wake her up. anyone.

The elevator was on the first floor, and it took two and thirty seconds to get up. Don't ask her how she knew, while she was waiting, she felt like every second was like a year.

Fortunately, it only took a minute to take the elevator down, and finally something went relatively smoothly.

After getting out of the elevator, just turn around and walk out of the lobby and you should be able to see Fu Yuan. Su Wuwei felt that her heartbeat was like a drum. She pressed her heart with one hand and opened her mobile phone with the other to call Fu Yuan. The phone is still turned off.

Reason told her not to go out. This was probably a scam. If Fu Yuan really wanted to see her, he could just call her. Why did it have to be so complicated?

But her sensibility told her that Fu Yuan had a reason for not contacting her for so long today, and he also had a reason for finding Su Wuwei in this way.

There was no doubt that Su Wuwei's sensibility defeated her rationality. She opened the door to the lobby on the first floor without saying a word. However, the moment she opened the door, her enthusiasm calmed down by at least half.

The reason is very simple. First, the cold wind outside the door was too strong. She came down in a hurry and only wore a thin pair of pajamas. At this moment, she felt cold all over. Second, she did not see Fu Yuan as she imagined, at the door. There was dim light, but she didn't see anyone as far as she could see.

One can imagine the disappointment in Su Wuwei's heart, but she was unwilling to give up just yet, so she whispered a few words to the door, but did not receive any response.

It was already certain that this was a farce. After all, although the handwriting on the note belonged to Fu Yuan, Fu Yuan never smoked, and she had never seen Fu Yuan play with a remote control airplane.

Su Wuwei let go of her hand on the door handle, turned around and walked towards the hall, her heart already feeling overwhelmingly uncomfortable.

However, the moment she turned around, someone behind her strongly grabbed her hand and led her into his arms.

Su Wuwei was frightened and squatted down with all her strength. At the same time, she rolled on the spot and rolled towards the hall. With such a roll, she was already more than one meter away from her previous position. She only had to get up and run towards the meeting place. There is a high probability that you can get rid of the person behind you.

She was glad in her heart that those days when she followed Wu Rou in the fighting room every day were not in vain. At least now she had realized that she didn't have to sit back and wait for death. At the same time, a voice behind her rang, "Xiaowei, don't be afraid, it's me."

This voice was very, very soft, as if it was deliberately lowered, but it was like a thunderbolt in Su Wuwei's ears. Her body instantly stiffened and she could no longer move.

She just stopped escaping, but did not look back. The next second, her whole body fell into a cold embrace, an embrace that was both familiar and unfamiliar.