Chapter 307

The sound shook the shadows of the trees.

Lin Yi, who had been marching forward bravely, then stepped back two steps and looked at the man who was obviously a corpse, shaking his head.

No way.

In the last life, when she died, she lived well in the cold year.

She's dead. He's not dead.

He also became the highest decision maker of the herdsmen.

Fake.

Yeah, it's all fake.

This is not a cold year. No, absolutely not.

The people of the search and rescue team arrived soon. Jiang Qixing came down from the top with his body on his back. One of them was unprepared and fell down from the top. He hugged Ying Hannian's body and would rather fall down than let go.

Search and rescue teams rushed forward to help.

The man was carried on the stretcher, and his wings were cut all over. He could barely see a silver white, and his face was full of blood. His facial features were so blurred that he could not see clearly. It can be seen how heavy he was when he fell from the stretcher.

Jiang Qixing stood there, his body shaking, his face so white that he could not speak.

The search and rescue team frowned and opened a white cloth to cover the body.

The white cloth rises, slowly flashes through Jiang Qixing's eyes, and then covers the corpse. Blood seeps out through the white cloth

No.

It's not a cold year.

It's not him.

Impossible

Standing under a tree in the distance, Lin Yi looked at the scene from a distance. As she retreated, she shook her head. With blood, mud and resistance, her face became more and more stiff.

Ah, she's wrong. She shouldn't have come here to look for her. Ying Hannian said that she would go to the small park to look for her.

He must be waiting for her there.

It's the next day.

He can't wait to be angry.

She's going to the park to find yinghannian.

……

Lin Yi forgot how she got out of Xuefeng cliff. She walked alone on the main road.

The car passed by her. Some kind-hearted people even stopped to ask if she needed help when they saw her in such a mess.

No need.

She's just looking for Ying Hannian.

She walked forward step by step. Every step at her feet was like walking on a blade. She looked forward. She didn't know when the road in front of her began to become crooked. The world turned upside down and swayed around

There should be a small park ahead.

She shook her head, trying to sober herself up. Looking forward, on the crooked road, a tall figure was coming down from the car and far away towards her.

It should be a cold year.

He's really waiting for her.

Lin Yi laughs happily. Suddenly it's dark in front of him. He falls down on the side of the road and doesn't know anything.

When she woke up again, her eyes were full of dazzling white, which made her eyes uncomfortable. She felt that she had had a long dream. When she woke up from the dream, everything in her life was false. She died in the last life, in the eyes of Ying Hannian.

Ying Hannian is cold-blooded, evil and superior, but he lives and lives well.

She was lying on the bed, every bone aching.

"Are you awake?"

There was a little surprise.

Lin Yi turned her eyes and saw Mu Xianfeng sitting next to her. Her eyes looked at her with concern. "How do you feel better?"

“……”

Lin Yi found that everything was not a dream. She was lying on the hospital bed with a bag of transfusion hanging at the head of the bed. Cold liquid was injected from her veins to cool the blood vessels of her whole body.

She lay silent, without a word, with dry lips and no blood.

"Do you know how long you have been lost and how worried I am about you?"

Mu Xianfeng frowned and said that his voice was rare and urgent.

"Can you go out first? I want to make a phone call."

As soon as she made a sound, she found that her voice was hoarse and dry, and every word made her throat ache.

Smell speech, Mu Xianfeng nodded, stood up from her bedside, put a mobile phone in her hand without infusion, gently said, "I'll go out first, if you have something to ring, you can call me."

“……”

Lin Yi doesn't speak, just holds the mobile phone in his hand.

Mu Xianfeng takes a deep look at her, then turns around and leaves. After going out, she gently closes the door.

Lying on the hospital bed, Lin Yi raised his scarred hand and put his mobile phone to his ear to call Ying Hannian.

He's still waiting for her, isn't he?

She held her cell phone and whispered, "hello."

"Hello, the phone you dialed has enabled voice mail..." A rigid electronic voice sounded in her ear.

"Ying Hannian, I think about it. I'd better listen to you and have ten."

"We will inform each other by SMS...""Also, I'd like to have a wedding in s city. It's not as good as home. What do you think?"

She asked in a hoarse voice.

She promised him everything he said, really, everything.

But no one would answer her again. Lin Yi slowly put down her mobile phone and blinked two times. She slowly turned over on the bed, lying there, her face buried in the soft white pillow, tears slowly dripping into the pillow. Under the raised quilt, her thin body gradually

trembled.

Her movements pulled to the infusion tube, blood oozing from the tip of the needle, dirty white sheets.

Bright sunlight into the ward, the air is quiet, only the pillow on the bed a little bit wet.

I can't even cry.

Lin Yi faints again. Fortunately, Mu Xianfeng finds out in time.

When she awoke, Mu Xianfeng sat on the sofa not far away, holding her hand to her head and closing her eyes.

Lin Yi sat up in silence and couldn't feel the pain in his eyes.

"You're for the cold year, aren't you?"

A gentle voice suddenly rang out in the ward. Lin Yi's hands were stiff and his eyes were numb. Mu Xianfeng didn't know when he opened his eyes. He sat on the sofa and looked at her. He said in a low voice, "I received the news that in the cold year, the wing suit crashed and fell off the Xuefeng cliff, and you disappeared at the same time

. When I found you, you were full of scars, leaves and soil. It's hard for me not to connect these two things."

“……”

Lin Yi sat on the bed and didn't say a word.

"You said that Ying Hannian has failed you, and you hate him, but you still love him, don't you?" Mu Xianfeng said, "so as soon as you hear that he has an accident, you are like this."

“……”

Lin Yi is silent, one eye looks at the quilt on the body, have no light, wood is fierce.

"He's not good to you. Why should you do that?" Mu Xianfeng stood up from the sofa, walked slowly to her, took out her mobile phone, turned on the camera mode and pointed at her, "you see, what do you do for a man who is not worth it?" On the screen, her face was very pale, and she was thin. The bag on her forehead had not disappeared yet. There were gauze pasted on her face, and her eyes were red and swollen with blood.