Chapter 441

"Yinghannian, I..." "I didn't do anything. I've been a total failure for more than 20 years. You keep talking about the future with me. Where can I get my future? Did you give it to me? Can you give me the future, huh? " Ying Hannian's dark eyes glared at her and she roared hysterically.

“……”

Lin Yi stood there with red eyes. Many fragments flew in front of her eyes, which almost burst her head.

She was speechless as she looked at the crazy Ying Hannian.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She couldn't say anything. She didn't think about anything. She didn't really think about it.

"You can't, can you? Since you can't give me the future, why do you manage me? How I am has nothing to do with you, whether I live or die has nothing to do with you! Go, you go for me

We should drive people out in the cold year.

“……”

Lin Yi did not move.

"Go Ying Hannian almost angrily raised the whip and lashed it at her, one end of which lashed hard at the incubator in her hand. She felt a cool wind from her hands, and the bag with the incubator was abruptly split by the whip, and the incubator fell from her hand,

and fell to the ground heavily.

“……”

Lin Yi was stunned, looking down at the incubator, his eyes were dim.

Ying Hannian stares at her fiercely.

The four eyes are opposite.

After a long time, Lin Yi came up to him, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

“……”

Should be cold years to avoid not to avoid, so Shengsheng to get a palm, Jun Pang was hit in the past.

Lin Yihong looked at him with eyes and said, "Ying Hannian, if your future depends on me, then you are a real loser. I look down on you. I crossed the border to fight for Yongxi. I feel disappointed for her. "

With that, Lin Yi turned around and left without looking back.

Turning around the moment, tears will fall down, sliding across the white face.

“……”

Seeing her leave, the three men who were suspended in the air trembled even more. They all looked at yinghannian in fear that yinghannian would fight again.

Ying Hannian stands in the same place and looks at Lin Yi's back. His eyes are full of self mockery.

What about disappointment?

Anyway, his impression on her is so bad that he doesn't care more.

Oh.

He doesn't care.

He doesn't care about anything.

Ying Hannian hooked his lips and lowered his eyes to see the incubator on the ground. He lost his whip and went step by step to pick up the incubator and open it.

Because of the strength of his whip, the package inside was shaken open. A bowl of crystal clear and full white rice was scattered in the incubator, and the long lost fragrance came out with heat.

“……”

Ying Hannian stooped to stand there, his eyes stagnated, and his chest was severely shocked.

Rice with lard?

He squatted on the ground slowly, looked at the scattered rice in the incubator, reached out and grabbed a piece of rice with bright color, and put it into his mouth rigidly.

How could

How can

He squatted there, slowly chewing the food in his mouth, his face completely frozen, his eyes red.

The whole person seemed to be suddenly sealed and unable to move.

People around him looked at him, silent.

……

It's getting late. There are no stars in the sky. It's dark.

The lights at the intersection were shining on the black road.

When Ying Hannian came back to the intersection, the bodyguards immediately opened the protective fence, "should be less!" He didn't respond. He just went inside, holding the incubator in one hand and walking step by step, his eyes fell on the small house not far away. The light in the small house was on, and the light from the window seemed to be a kind of guidance in the dark.

"Han, you are back." The lame doctor waited at the door not far away. "Come in, I'll feel your pulse."

Ying Hannian slowly takes his eyes back, walks into the room of the lame doctor, and sits down at a small table. On the table is a bowl of cooled and dried lard. It is white paste, and the color is very bright under the candlelight.

He put his hand on the table. The lame doctor felt his pulse and frowned. "How about today? Did you still vomit? Do you have good medicine? If you go on like this, your body will be damaged by yourself. "

“……”

Ying Hannian sat in silence as if he had not heard.

"Cold?" The lame doctor looked at him and saw that he had been staring at the lard on the table. He couldn't help laughing and asked, "how about the lard bibimbap made by Miss Lin? Is it as like as two peas? "

Smell speech, should cold year just like is finally hear the same, some stiff ground jaw head.

is as like as two peas.

He forgot how many years he hadn't tasted like this.He didn't know that Lin Yi Ran to the yacht to give him such a bowl of rice.

"Miss Lin is really good. In order to make you have an appetite to eat, she is really desperate. She doesn't sleep all night to study how to boil the lard to the taste made by your mother." Lame doctor.

"All night?"

Ying Hannian frowned. No wonder he saw blood in her eyes. "Yes, she cooked a table of lard one night and ran out early in the morning. I heard that she went to the slaughterhouse to buy pork from people and was still picking out ingredients from the viscera." The lame doctor said with emotion, "I can't imagine that Miss Lin has such a good temperament and looks like a young lady. I didn't expect that she is not afraid of dirt and tiredness and has great perseverance."

Slaughterhouse?

What's in the viscera?

Lin Yi?

Ying Hannian's eyes were shaking, and his heart seemed to be suddenly beaten with something. He stood up from the table and went out, went straight to the door of the small house, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Lin Yi's voice came from inside.

"It's me."

He answered in a deep voice.

The voice dropped, and there was no movement in the house.

"Open the door. I want to talk to you." In the cold year, it's a deep tunnel.

“……”

It's quiet inside.

For a long time, when she would not open the door again in yinghannian, the door was opened. Lin Yi stood inside looking at him with no expression, wearing slippers.

Ying Hannian bowed his head and came in. Lin Yi stepped back two steps and then sat back on the bed.

As soon as I came in, Ying Hannian smelled a smell of lard. The lard bibimbap is fragrant, but the smell of this house is not fragrant, but greasy, especially greasy.

he twisted her eyebrow and turned her eyes to the basin. A pair of women's shoes soaked in the water.

She really went to the slaughterhouse.

He went to squat down and picked up a shoe from the inside. The sole of the shoe was very dirty and the corners were badly worn. At first sight, there was no lack of walking.

The heel of the shoe was stained with blood. Ying Hannian picked up another one and saw the blood in the same place.

“……”

Lin Yi sits on the bed, looking at Ying Hannian squatting on the edge of the water basin where she soaked her shoes. What does he do?