It's a text message.

Lin Yitong was sleeping lightly, woke up sleepily, and touched her hand.

When she opened her phone, she saw a few words in a vague way. "It's too late. Go to bed. I won't make a noise."

He is back?

A delicate figure sat up from the dark night and looked out the window. He probably saw that the lights were gone when he came back and knew that they were asleep.

The child will not be accepted for the time being. Wait until tomorrow morning.

Lin Yitong got up and walked to the window and looked down - the military Hummer was quietly docked under the poplar trees on the early autumn night, and the coolness invaded her naked shoulders.

Obviously he didn't think about coming up, so, if he left here, would he have somewhere else to go?

She suddenly thought of Yun Shang's mansion.

Please forgive me, the originally calm and subtle heart suddenly became slightly cold. She waited quietly in the cold for two minutes, waiting for him to leave, but she had already smoked for a long time, but she had not left yet.

She couldn't stand it. She picked up her cardigan, put it on, and went downstairs.

At three o'clock in the evening, the leaves were clattering above their heads.

"..." There seemed to be a sound, which came from the car. From a distance, I could only see the body with a wide open chest, the gauze inside emerged through the gap of the shirt, the arc of the jaw was tight and solemn, and I was so drunk that I lay on my back with my eyes closed. The unfinished news is still playing again.

She walked over and saw from the window that the news was a video of Huo Xi's escort at the police station. The trial was held the day after tomorrow. Experts were evaluating the sentence in advance, and words such as "thirty years" flashed by.

How long has he been watching?

What kind of mood do you see?

He opened his mouth and wanted to call him, but he regretted it instantly. He never thought that his body would shake! He subconsciously raised his cold eyes with a strong murderous aura and looked out, putting one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand covered the black exquisite pistol under the dial of the car.

Lin Yitong was startled and took a step back tremblingly.

The cold and frowning eyebrows suddenly loosened when they touched the person outside the window. The deep eyes that were dyed with alcohol and became darker and darker, revealing a strange and affectionate light like the sea.

"I woke you up?" His voice was hoarse and sexy.

His movement just now was subconsciously alert? Is it the soldiers who had such a keen reaction? Or is it that he would have a gun in his car at any time because he was killed too much?

"The child is asleep, do you want to pick him up now?" she asked in response.

His arms slowly fell onto the steering wheel, his black eyes lit up, but his mind was extremely dizzy, "I'm drinking a little...a little..."

It is impossible for him to not be fed that situation. Coupled with Hoshi's news, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"Then it's tomorrow morning." She was cruel, wrapped her cardigan, and got up to walk back.

"Wait a moment."

The cool breeze blew behind him, and the car door opened. It was obvious that he had walked down, his steps were a little heavy. Seeing that her back was already in a ghost, her eyes were fixed. She took out something from her pocket with a big palm. A delicate red rope could be seen vaguely. It crossed the top of her head and quietly hung it in front of her. It was a piece of milky white jade. She had not studied it and could not see the texture at once.

"I just talked to Aunt Lu about drinking, and then I realized that Dai Yu has many benefits. When I came back, I accidentally found out that it was a piece. If you don't like the shape, you can change it and polish it. I just promised me that holding it will be better for your health."

All Huo Siran was thinking about the scene where she accompanied him to watch a movie that night. Her limbs were very cold on weekdays, and her body was severely cold, which was a disease. That night he seemed to have lost everything and could still cherish it. She seemed to be the only one who had the right to cherish it.

What are he thinking?

Lin Yitong was stunned for a moment. The jade seemed to have his full love, but in her opinion, it was ridiculous.

"Do you think we are trying to date and fall in love now?" she asked with a sneer.

Huo Siran's face darkened, and his palms held the red rope in confidence: "I just remember that when I was with you, I didn't give you anything."

Except for that pair of diamond rings.

She smiled deeper, and took a step forward, and could smell the smell of wine on him. "But we are not together again now, and there is no possibility at all. You suggest that I move back, I will, because I want it because of safety. But I will find a way to return the other half of the house payment to you as soon as possible. At that time, please delete your name from the property certificate. Do you understand, or do you agree?"

Hosran's face was tense: "...I never thought of asking you to give me the remaining house payment."

"But neither can I. I accept your kindness for no reason."

After a while, Huo Siran smiled bitterly and asked, "What's wrong with you? You were fine two days ago. We can get along with each other, and you can also tell me about Jing Sheng so calmly."

"I am very grateful for what your brother Huo Xi did, and I have expressed my gratitude; and as for Jing Sheng, we just talk about the matter, I misunderstood you, I'm sorry." She was extremely organized and smiled, "I'm sorry enough? Anyway, my misunderstanding of you back then did not cause much harm to you, right?"

She never looks like some people, she will be bloody when she loses her temper.

These words deeply hurt Huo Siran's heart.

In the car, the news that did not press the pause button was played again from the beginning, demonstrating how his family was destroyed overnight.

"I will want you to be better," he smiled faintly. "It doesn't matter if you hurt me. I don't want you to feel that it's not enough. You can continue to hurt me. It doesn't matter how deep it is."

"Stay away, I will be fine," her little face turned cold. "For example, now, when you are drunk, you should find a place to go. My heart is soft and I will not take you in again. Hosran, don't use my sympathy anymore, you are not that pitiful. You still have a place to go."

Her sharp spearhead was obvious enough.

In a trance, Hosran understood what she was saying. At that moment, his first reaction was shock. She actually thought that he would run to Yun Shang at such a time.

The second reaction was already strange. She cared about this matter, and he only realized how strong it was today.

But Lin Yitong no longer gave him a chance to react, so she turned around and left.

"Tongtong..."

A low and hoarse voice was downstairs at three o'clock in the middle of the night, calling her out of sight. But she didn't look back.

Hosran held the red rope in his hand tightly, never thinking that she would refuse to accept any of his good things after losing her mind once or twice, just like a shell that had slightly penetrated the gap. When she noticed the intentions of people outside, she suddenly closed with a "bang". There were too many reasons and memories in her heart, and as long as she remembered it, it would not be eliminated.

He closed his eyes and suppressed the things that happened to him all the time these two days. The despair and discomfort were a long-lasting feeling. Her soft heart was a medicine. Now that the medicine was stopped, it would rebound even more uncomfortable. But at least his mind was clear and he would know what he should do after dawn. In order to make her less hated and less uncomfortable.

fuck fuck fuck **

In prison.

"Qiu Jinsu, come out!" The policeman opened the prison door with a bang, "There are some people outside to bail you, you can go out!"

Mica was squatting inside the plain clothes and sallow complexion. He was happy when he heard this and wanted to go out immediately. But he thought about it but squatted down again and said with a wry smile: "Comrade Police, go and tell your leaders that we ordinary citizens have to serve their sentences because they do not have any special treatment. No matter who is bailed, I will not go out. I will stay here for the expiration of the deadline. I will teach and learn."

"Hey—" the police found it really strange, "Why are you like this? You can't even get out of bail, your brain is rusted."

"Teach and teach learning," Mica said with a smile, "Don't worry about me. I know that it was my family who asked me to go out. If I don't go out, it's great here."

The police encountered this situation for the first time, and they touched their chin and were puzzled.

"Oh, that's true," the policeman thought for a while, "Don't move, I'll go out and ask you, and there are people who take the initiative to ask for labor and education, which is strange..."

The prison gate fell down with a "bang".

Mica's smile slowly dissipated. She remembered what her daughter had said to her, and was uneasy. Is this okay? She instigated her eldest daughter for so many years and thought she would have some success. Now she is really successful, but why do she always feel that she is with her husband as if she is with a tiger? This matter is in danger...

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"Our Manager Yun is not here, so I've been out for a leave and have some private matters, yes," the assistant said politely, "Tell me if you have anything to do, I'll convey it to you. Who are you?"

On the other hand, Han Feng hung up the phone without saying anything, which was very strange and worried.

Walking into Hosran's office, he leaned over and said, "My sister-in-law is not here, she said she has something to deal with when she takes leave."

Huo Siran's eyebrows were cold and asked, "Has the person sent to pick up the children?"

"Well, Staff Li has gone."

Han Feng retreated after saying that, but he always felt something was wrong with the leader. Sure enough, it would be dispersed after a while. Huo Siran called him in, and his cold eyes seemed to look at him just now, and said in a deep voice: "Your name was not like this two years ago. Since I came back from abroad, who has taught you?"

He refers to his name for Yun Shang.

Han Feng's face turned pale and he hurriedly explained: "I... I started calling shortly after you left. When you were there, I had little to do with Sister Yun. I never dared to call me. But after you left, ask, no one in the entire military region had not received her help. She took care of the people around you, including your family. She had been to you countless times in the two years you left, and you didn't know about this. She knew that you didn't like her, but she was dedicated to you, and she was shameless and dignified at all. We were moved to see it. Besides, the two years you went there, life and death were uncertain and dangerous. Second, she didn't know how the central government arranged for you when she came back. She never retreated and kept waiting for you to come back. I..."

"I think calling her like this is a kind of respect. Every time I hear me calling this, she is so happy that she seems to be in the New Year. I can't bear it, so... I started calling her like this..."

So that's the reason.

During the two years when he was away, Yun Shang took care of all the people around him, saying that she was "hearted" was simply too heartless.

"Change your words in the future," Hosran coldly suppressed the chaos in his heart, "Don't let me hear the words you call her again."

After saying that, he got up and walked towards the door.

Han Feng widened his eyes and didn't understand: "Chief, you mean-"

"She is not the person I want, and no matter how hard she is, there will be no result," Hosran stopped, "It's your business to change your words, and I will deal with the rest."

deal with?

Han Feng's whole heart was irritated. Although he knew from the moment he met Lin Yitong that the conflict would come one day, but now that he really came, he felt so heartbroken that he couldn't even breathe.

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When he received a text message saying that Qiu Jinsu refused to be released from prison and ignored the bail certificate, Huo Siran's face looked extremely cold by the window of the tea hall.

The person who begged him to be released from prison more than a week ago would rather stay in prison for two more days now.

ridiculous.

The phone was coldly dropped onto a smooth textured desktop.

"Miss, how many of you?"

"I have a position." A conversation came not far away. He turned off his phone and waited for the person who should come.

It was clearly early autumn weather, and Yun Shang had sweat on his forehead when he arrived. He looked around and saw the motionless Huo Siran sitting in the corner. His little face turned pale. He grabbed his bag and walked over to sit opposite him. He looked at him with a faint smile, so light that he seemed to be unable to see it. He said softly: "I'm sorry Siran, I'm late."
To be continued...