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147 Is she your sister? (5000)(2/2)

"Yeah, okay." Yun Shang felt relieved.

Until Huo Siran walked for a long time, Yun Shang stood with the door handle in his hand. When he raised his eyes, his face looked a little pale. First, he didn't react from the thrilling line of life and death. She was a woman, but she was not a soldier. How could she recover so quickly? Besides, what he said just now, was so cruel that she would break all her thoughts in one sentence.

He raised his head, closed his eyes, and his eyebrows were frowned to death.

No.

Yun Shang let go of the door and walked into the hotel room, chanting it repeatedly in his mind.

This can't be done.

fuck fuck fuck **

When he called Lin Yitong in the evening, Huo Siran subconsciously tempted and asked her about her father's current situation.

"You have no other brothers and sisters except the one I met last time?" he asked.

"It's true..." Lin Yitong fell on her small bed tired after taking a shower. When she turned over, she showed her soft and delicate snow neck. The purple-red kiss marks were still left on it. She was reluctant to recall what happened there.

"It's your sister too?" Hosran tried to soften his tone.

younger sister?

Lin Yitong sneered in her heart. No, Yun Shang is actually a little older than her.

She remembered that when her father's parents, her grandparents, forced Lin Weilan to divorce, they said that their Yun family needed their son to pass on their family line, because Lin Weilan was pregnant with her daughter, so she didn't want her. The mother was so strong that she was humiliated and still insisted on a rotten marriage, but later she was forced to divorce. The two that the Yun family left behind were still daughters, but the grandparents didn't say a single complaint. There was no reason in this world. Money is the truth.

"Tongtong." Hosran frowned and became worried.

"I don't want to think about it... Let's not talk about this anymore, okay? My mother asked me today if you like pickled vegetables. She will make a lot of them every winter, and the taste is good. Do you want to send some to you?" She changed the topic, and her slender figure lay on the bed and raised her shiny calves.

Hosran snorted and leaned on the chair: "Send it here with you?"

"Hosran." She frowned and angrily.

The corners of cold and handsome lips curled up, and Hossan didn't plan to joke anymore: "Your place is too cold, are the heating on?"

"Well... it's on." Lin Yitong glanced at the still cold heating and lied very smoothly.

"Be careful, I'll go over and check it."

"Come on, come on." She expected that he didn't have that time.

After being tired for a while, the cold quilt was also warmed by her. After hanging up the phone, Lin Yitong thought about a lot of things in a daze. She was a little insomnia. The computer above her head was still on. She simply got up and went online. She stretched out her hand to type in the trembling air. A familiar avatar flashed again in the lower right corner of the computer. She was a little depressed. She clicked on the avatar and looked at the message he left, "I've just got off work until now, have you fall asleep?" "If you're asleep, good night," "If you haven't sleep-go-go to bed quickly. Good night."

Lin Yitong lay on the pillow for a long time, and couldn't figure out what he said at that time, "I don't have much time anymore, what does it mean."

…………

At night, when Hosran was about to finish reading the documents, his eyes sank, and he hurried to the hotel.

——The phone said that Yun Shang’s room screamed repeatedly, knocking on her door but never opened.

Step on the accelerator under your feet to the bottom.

When he broke into the door, he saw the bed sheets on the bed were messy and the air conditioner was not turned on in the cold room. Yun Shang fell to the ground alone and his hair was messy and his eyes were covered in tears. Huo Siran's face turned pale and solemnly stopped the people outside. He walked over and squatted down carefully, and called her slowly: "Yun Shang."

Yun Shang slowly raised his face and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry."

She didn't deliberately attract people in the middle of the night. But when she first fell asleep, she dreamed of a terrible scene. She dreamed of falling from the eleventh floor, falling to the ground with blood, then falling repeatedly, falling repeatedly, until she collapsed, but she happened to shrink back in and a little out, and the person who was pulled up and pushed down from the building would be her.

"I regret coming here to see you..." Yun Shang couldn't help crying, covering her forehead with her hands, "I'm going home... tomorrow... tomorrow..."

For a moment, Huo Siran's breathing tense and his face turned terrifyingly pale.

After taking off her coat, she covered her thinly dressed first, and she couldn't say anything.

What else can I say besides being sorry?

A big hole suddenly appeared in his chest, and blood was flowing. He suddenly remembered that when he encountered a landslide near a nuclear power plant with her, he ran forward and blocked him. He still had injuries on his back.

It doesn’t matter if a man is injured. It’s not good for girls to be injured.
Chapter completed!
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