Chapter 241

New District branch.

Cooperating with the police, Han Shuilan has collapsed and sat on the step outside the front door of the police station, unwilling to leave.

From time to time she covered her face and wept. Sometimes she looked up at the dark sky. There was no sadness in her tears filled eyes, only empty despair, and no anger or hope.

It's windy and cold at night.

Liu Yanbo took off his coat and gently put it on Han Shuilan. Then he sat quietly beside her, but could not say a word.

He is not good at words, but he is so stupid that he can't even say a comforting word. What's the use of saying it?

In this world, happiness can be said for others to share, but pain can never be shared with the comfort of words.

Han Shuilan did not speak. She did not even look at Liu Yanbo again.

The police station is full of lights, people come and go, and sometimes there is a loud noise, but they are as if they are in another world, there is only silence in general.

In this way, I don't know how long I sat, until the tears in Han Shuilan's eyes had dried up. As long as Liu Yanbo had been twisting his head to look at her, his neck was aching.

Two old people with white hair helped each other and walked into the compound of the police station.

These two old people don't look very old. They should not be in their seventies. But at the moment, their staggering steps seem to be in their twilight years. It seems that every step they take may be the last step in their life.

They trembled up the steps and went to Han Shuilan, who was buried in her lap. They seemed to have exhausted all their strength, but their voice was so weak that they called out: "Xiaolan ~"

Han Shuilan slowly raised her head and looked at the two old people who appeared in front of them. Color appeared again in their empty eyes, but it was more than sad Sad and sad, she opened her mouth but wanted to cry without tears. In her hoarse voice, there was an excessive cry of sadness: "Dad, mom, I have lost Xi'er ~"

this news was received by the two old people before they came, but when they heard their daughter say it themselves, they were still struck by lightning.

Han's mother finally couldn't hold on. Her eyes were black and she fell back straight.

"Wife ~"

"Ma ~"

Liu Yanbo's eyes were quick, and he quickly caught the fallen mother Han, and then pinched her.

After a while, Han's mother awoke and turned. As soon as her eyes opened, her tears burst into her eyes. She kept murmuring, "my good grandson, my good grandson..."

"Mom ~" Han Shuilan cried bitterly, and kept blaming herself: "all blame me, all blame me..."

Collapse -

only collapse.

Han's father seemed to be several decades old at this time, and he was already in tears, but he did not fall. Although he was tottering, he was still standing like a pillar in the cold wind howling winter night. He looked up at the brightly lit police station building, hoping to see the light of hope, and asked, "Xiaolan, what do the police say?"

"The police have filed an investigation and expanded the scope of the search." Liu Yanbo answered instead.

"Well, do you have any news?" Han Fu asked eagerly.

Liu Yanbo lowered his head. He did not dare to face Han's father's hope for hope. He shook his head and said, "not yet."

At this time, no news is the worst news.

Han Fu's hopeful eyes gradually darkened, his waist bowed slowly, and finally sat down on the steps.

Han's mother almost fainted again.

Cold wind, cold heart, blowing the three faces of the family more and more pale, more and more lifeless.

Seeing this, Liu Yanbo was very distressed. He advised: "Mr. Han, it's so cold on this day. My uncle and aunt are old and easy to catch cold. Otherwise, you should go back first. I'll wait here. I'll call you as soon as I have news, OK?"

"No! I'll wait here. " Han Shuilan insisted.

For her, waiting here is waiting for hope. Go home, but suffer from the torment of tossing and turning.

Although Liu Yanbo had never been a father, he also understood this point, but the more he understood it, the more painful his heart was.

"Miss Han, or you will listen to Liu Yanbo and go back first." Gao Wan'er, who had not opened her mouth all the time, advised: "I know that children are the hope of your family's life, but you are also the hope that he can come back. If you fall ill here, who can he expect to find him?"

"Go back, you can at least use your computer to post a person's notice on the Internet. You can also ask your relatives and friends to help you look for them. You can also calm down and think about whether there is any missing clues. Whether it is useful or not, at least you can do something to find the child."

"And here you can do nothing but wait."

Gao Wan'er's words are obviously more convincing than Liu Yanbo's, at least in exchange for Han Shuilan's eye.In fact, the Han family can't do anything but wait here.

in action, they can't interfere with the policy of the police;

physically and mentally, because they are in the police station, they will be completely occupied by the idea of "looking for the police when they have something to do.".

When they go back, when there are no outsiders around, they can only rely on themselves to find a way to cheer up and have more strength and hope.

"Yes, we can't wait here. We are the best hope of xiaochenxi." Han's father stood up again. His old face was full of responsibility and determination that a man should have.

He lifted up Han's mother, pulled Han Shuilan up, and then bowed slightly to Liu Yanbo and Gao Waner --

it was thanks as well as please.

Before leaving, Han Shuilan finally looked at Liu Yanbo. This was the first time that she looked at him since she came to the police station. She prayed: "Stinky boy, Xi'er is all my hope. Help me find him, OK?"

"I know." Liu Yanbo nodded and firmly said, "I will find him."

Han Shuilan is just too confused, belonging to the emergency medical treatment, at this time, as long as she knows the people, presumably she would like to pray for please.

But Liu Yanbo agreed, making a man's solemn promise, a promise that even the police dare not make.

"Really?" Han Shuilan is like a drowning man who catches a straw. After her son is lost, there is a ray of hope in her eyes for the first time. "Then this time, you must not cheat me again, OK?"

"Good!" Liu Yanbo nodded again: "Mr. Han, this time, no matter what happens, I will not break my promise again."

"I believe you."

Han Shuilan said so, also as sincere as that year.

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