Chapter 957

God knows how much she wants to complain with him, and then listen to his gentle voice, coax her.

But, that premise is, he must give her a reasonable explanation first!

She angrily put the cell phone away, people straight toward the bedroom belongs to her that big bed fell down.

Let the bitter tears flow down the corner of your eyes.

She was wronged, she was sad, not only because of Jiao Yang, but also because of Goldman Sachs, because of her parents, because of the two years of prison life she just ended.

She once thought that being in prison was the darkest time in her life, but she never thought that leaving the prison with iron walls and copper walls, only to find that compared with the boring and free life in the prison, the disdain of old friends and relatives, the betrayal of love in her heart, and the suffering of her parents for herself, were the things that made her most unbearable .

Tears, one after another, across the corner of the eye, and then disappeared in the thick hair.

Just like this, I've been staring at the ceiling, and I don't know how long it took.

She suddenly frowned and then bounced out of bed.

She found the phone she had thrown into the sofa and unlocked the screen.

Sure enough, it's a text message, a phone call, no more calls.

Frown more tight, her eyes, even more points, impatient, but no longer make the action of losing the phone, but so holding the phone, back to bed.

……

On the other hand, as soon as Tang wanwan's phone was hung up, Jiao Yang was ready to redial it.

However, before he pressed the broadcast button, the phone was occupied by another person's phone.

He looked at Yan Yaru's remarks flashing on the screen, frowned slightly, and his fingers stopped for a few seconds, then he picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

Almost at the same time with his voice, it was yanyaru's anxious voice over there.

"Jiao Yang, I can't find my photo. Did you see it when you came to my house last time?"

Photos?

Jiao Yang was stunned, but he quickly reflected that what Yan Yaru said should be the photos that were developed and put into the frame.

The last time he woke up in her house, he noticed the picture frames all over the room.

There are Yan Yaru's art photos, play photos, and beautiful scenery everywhere. We can see that Yan Yaru should be a person who knows how to enjoy life.

Just, a photo can not be found, as for so anxious?

And what photos are missing?

After Jiao Yang asked, he heard Yan Yaru's answer and soon understood.

"It was taken when Yunnan and I were on holiday in the tea mountain. That day, I found out that I was pregnant. He specially took a day to accompany me to the hot spring in the tea mountain..."

Probably because of the memory of the beautiful past, yanyaru's voice has become much softer.

But the next second, soon returned to the previous sharp.

"But, but it's gone! I saw it yesterday, but today it's gone! "

Yan Yaru's sharp voice makes Jiao Yang uncomfortable.

He frowned, holding the hand of the mobile phone, but also a certain distance from the ear.

"Don't worry. Think about it again. Did you put it somewhere else yesterday?"

It's just a photo. For Yan Yaru, it may be precious, but for others, to be honest, it's really worthless.

If Yan Yaru said that the gold and silver jewelry was missing, it might have been taken, but if he said a photo

As long as she didn't take it out, it must still be in her home.

When Jiao Yang said this, he unconsciously raised his wrist and took a look at the time.

It's still early. He plans to hang up Yan Yaru and call Tang wanwan to see if he can ask her to meet her near her home.

She just hung up so fast. Obviously, she was a little angry.

He didn't make her angry when he called her. He had to explain to her.

However, at this time, there was a crackling sound from the other side of the phone.

It was like something had been pushed down, and then there was the sound of China breaking.

"Yaru?"

He asked suspiciously, "what's the matter with you?"

Yan Yaru's response, however, made him even more unable to put down his heart.

"Everywhere, everywhere, I can't find, I can't find There's no everywhere, ah, there's no everywhere... "

Rao is Jiao Yang no longer put the mind on this phone, also still aware of the Yan Yaru is not right.

Normal people, who would have such a big reaction because a picture could not be found?

The sound of falling and smashing things from the bed on the other side of the phone, and even the mobile phone he called, was heavily thrown to the ground."Ah..."

Yan Yaru's scream finally made him decide that he had to go to see her.

He hung up the phone, got on the car in a hurry, then stepped on the gas, and went straight to the community where yanyaru lived.

……

As Jiao Yang guessed, when he arrived at the three bedroom, it was already in a mess.

Yan Yaru was sitting in the middle of a pile of pieces of porcelain. Her legs and arms were stained with blood.

Her hair was messy, and her face was full of tears. Now she was curled up on the floor, arms tightly holding her knees, looking very helpless.

He lowered his body and reached out to pull yanyaru to stand up. But just as his hand touched her arm, she shivered.

"Yaru?"

He called her, but she didn't hear it, and didn't respond at all.

"Yaru..."

He called again, she was still silent, just a pair of big round eyes, there are crystal tears floating out.

"Yaru!"

He called her again, and she finally raised her eyes and looked at him.

"What's the matter with you?"

However, she just looked at him and refused to speak.

With a sigh, Jiao Yang did not care about anything else. He raised his hand and picked up Yan Yaru.

She has blood on her body. She should have been cut by the porcelain fragment. The wound needs to be treated in time. In addition, she is in such a state that she urgently needs to go to the hospital for a detailed examination.

They are friends, she helped him, now she is like this, he can't leave her alone.

……

An hour later, the trauma clinic of the central hospital.

Yan Yaru holds a hot water bag and sits beside Jiao Yang. She allows the nurse to dress her wound. Although she still doesn't speak, she looks much better than before, but she is still not an ordinary person.

Jiao Yang frowns, just about to touch the mobile phone in his pocket, but at this time, he hears someone call Yan Yaru's name.

"Is Yan Yaru in? Yan Yaru