Can You Love Me?

Su Xiaoling looked at Jian Zechuan in surprise, with tears on her face, "Don't you know what happened that night?"

Seeing that Jian Zechuan didn't speak, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he obviously didn't know anything, Su Xiaoling felt a fire in her heart for no reason.

At this time, she didn't care who Jian Zechuan was. She pointed at him and said angrily: "You are still Xin Ai's boyfriend. You don't know anything. Have you ever cared about her? Do you know that she has been sleeping for two days?" No sleep, do you know how thin she is now? How on earth did you become her boyfriend? "

Su Xiaoling couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of Xin Ai's haggard appearance when she saw her at noon today.

Jian Zechuan was silent. His people were too frightened to speak out when they saw this scene.

Everyone wanted to rush up and cover Su Xiaoling's mouth to tell her to stop talking.

After Su Xiaoling finished yelling, Jian Zechuan asked: "What happened to the dead cat?"

Jian Zechuan didn't care much about Xin Ai's life. As far as he was concerned, Xin Ai... was not his girlfriend.

The relationship between the two of them is different from what outsiders think.

It's just... that he rarely refuted Su Xiaoling's accusation.

Su Xiaoling wiped away her tears and said: "The night before yesterday, Xin Ai... yes, your mother gave you a blind date and insisted on letting Xin Ai go that night. When she came back, she saw a cardboard box at the door. When she opened it, she saw what was inside. It’s a dead cat that was dismembered, you don’t know this at all, do you?”

Jian Zechuan was shocked. It turned out that he called him that night because of this matter, but he thought...

Su Xiaoling pursed her lips and wiped her tears again: "It was that cat that scared Xin Ai so much that she didn't sleep much for two days in a row. I originally asked her to have lunch, but after arriving, she leaned against me and immediately fell asleep. She fell asleep and slept until the afternoon, and the lunch she had agreed upon became dinner... You have no idea how haggard she is now, and you don't care about her at all."

Su Xiaoling's words seemed to be an accusation, and every word told how cruel Jian Zechuan was.

Jian Zechuan didn't say a word, his expression was complicated, and no one could understand his emotions.

After Xin Ai made another phone call to him that night, she never called him again, or even sent him a message on WeChat. The two or three selfies of her eating and eating that she once took a day may not have been sent for a long time.

In fact, Xin Ai is very sensible. If there is no compelling reason, she will never take the initiative to call. Even if she already knows that Jian Si's previous mobile phone is with him, she rarely looks for it.

It seems that counting this time, Xin Ai took the initiative to find him only twice.

Last time someone broke into the door, but this time...

Jian Zechuan closed his eyes, and he suddenly realized that the distance between Xin Ai and him was far farther than the distance he had drawn between them.

She looked like a scoundrel and clingy person, eager to cling to him every time she saw him, but in fact, she knew how to distance herself from him better than anyone else.

Jian Si answered the phone, stood up quickly, and said loudly: "Third Master... found it, found the taxi, and even found the person..."

Jian Zechuan opened his eyes suddenly and asked sharply: "Where are they?"

Jian Si quickly said: "Over there, the police are interrogating him. He bit him to death. The place where he took Xin Ai and the others was that address."

Jian Zechuan's eyes were cold, and the corner of his lips raised a cruel smile: "Take the man out from the police, and then control his wife and daughter."

Jian Si nodded: "Yes."

The police's methods were too gentle. The driver was obviously stalling for time. If this delay continued, it would only become more and more disadvantageous for Xin Ai.

Their third master's method is a bit extreme, but it is effective.

I don’t believe that driver would ignore his children and wife.

…

Elsewhere, Xin Ai was busy ordering houses.

She didn't dare to call. If she did, people from outside would definitely rush in and take her away immediately, or even more cruelly, kill her directly. This was not impossible.

The only thing she could think of to use was the lighter that she dug out from under the bed, lit the fabric on the bed, and placed it by the window. As long as someone saw the light of the fire, the fire alarm would definitely be called.

As long as the fire department comes, she will definitely be saved.

Life or death, it all depends on this fight.

If it didn't work out, the worst possible outcome would be death, and she would still be able to help someone support her, which was not a loss for her.

But what if it works out? If it works out, she can leave here alive.

Bang, a small cluster of flames burst out from the lighter, and the fire gave off a slight heat. Xin Ai slowly ignited the textile and placed it on the windowsill.

She watched helplessly as the flames grew bigger and bigger, the firelight reflected her face red, and the dancing flames enlarged little by little in her eyes.

Xin Ai knew that he was playing with fire and burning himself, but if he didn't burn himself, what could he do?

This is the only thing she can think of right now.

He wrote the word "help" in blood on a piece of sheet he tore off, then put a few pieces of blood-stained money inside and threw them out through the gap in the security window.

Fortunately, Xin Ai had already smashed the glass, and most of the burning smoke ran outside, and did not fill the room so quickly.

But it won't last long at all. Those people outside may smell the smoke soon and rush in.

Xin Ai bit her lip. This method was actually not that good, it just delayed the process a little longer than shouting directly.

But the fire is already lit, what else can be done?

The room was getting hotter and hotter. Xin Ai was sweating like rain. Brother Long was lying on the ground motionless, not knowing whether to live or die. Xin Ai wanted to test his breathing several times but didn't dare.

She was thinking about how she could drag her safely until the firefighters arrived.

Xin Ai looked at the bed and then at Brother Long.

At this moment, seeing the pool of blood under Brother Long's head, Xin Ai was numb. If he couldn't leave alive, what did his life and death matter?

Xin Ai blocked the crack in the door below, trying not to let the smoke escape.

The flames had begun to spread outward, burning the curtains. If the wires were burned, the entire house would soon be on fire.

The time left for Xin Ai was pitiful. She prayed to God, hoping that someone outside would see the fire and call the police.

People outside have been waiting for half an hour, and some people couldn't help but say: "Didn't Brother Long take a little too long to get in?"

"It's only half an hour. Brother Long is so powerful. If you say half an hour is long, do you know that you are humiliating Brother Long?"

"I think, maybe it will take another hour or two to come out... As for that little beauty, Brother Long probably wants to die on her..."

A group of people laughed obscenely. Their voices were too unrestrained. After hearing this, Xin Ai gritted his teeth and shouted at the top of his voice: "Oh... Brother Long, you are too powerful. I can't... anymore..."

When the people outside heard this, they patted the table and said, "Listen, listen...how fierce our brother Long is...wait a minute, who is going out to buy some beer and snacks?"