Chapter 245

The next day.

Today is a good day, but it is not a good day for people to feel happy.

As soon as the day broke, Han Shuilan appeared at the gate of the new city branch, and I felt pity for her haggard appearance.

Red and swollen eyes, tarnished face, and some messy hair

Anyone could see that she had not slept all night, alone and weeping till dawn.

Liu Yanbo watched, biting his teeth, as if his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were shaking.

After living for more than 20 years, Liu Yanbo had hated the heaven, the earth, the fate, and even the damned plague of that year. But he had never hated a person like this before -

the thief who stole Han Chenxi was really guilty.

"Did you find it?" Han Shuilan eagerly came up and asked.

Liu Yanbo shook his head and quickly comforted: "not yet, but there are clues."

"Mr. Han, there is a family's cross bridge rice noodles that are very authentic. Shall we go there and say something?"

His voice is very soft, just like coax a child, for fear that his voice will frighten the other party.

"I'm not hungry." Han Shuilan shook her head and said, "you go to eat. I'll wait for the news here."

Liu Yanbo didn't force him any more, but then he suggested, "why don't I find you a rest room in this police station to nourish your spirit?"

Han Shuilan still shakes her head, but as the sun rises higher and higher, her face looks more and more pale, and may faint at any time.

Liu Yanbo was very worried, and his heart was even more anxious. He said from the bottom of his heart: "Mr. Han, you will break your body in this way."

"It's OK." Han Shuilan even squeezed out a very reluctant smile at this time. "Stinky boy, don't worry about me. Mr. Han is not as vulnerable as you think."

It turns out that the warm sun in winter can be dazzling!

Liu Yanbo narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath to relieve the pain of stabbing his chest.

Then --

regardless of the people coming and going around, and no longer considering the etiquette of students and the difference between men and women, he suddenly stopped his waist and held up Han Shuilan.

"What are you doing? Let me down now

Han Shuilan struggled fiercely, but she couldn't earn any money. In her impatience, or out of the instinct of a woman to face this kind of thing --

PA ~

the crisp slapping sound sounded, which attracted people around him to look at him one after another, but Liu Yanbo was still unmoved and strode towards the police station building.

Han Shuilan did not struggle any more. Even in order to make Liu Yanbo feel comfortable, she even put her hand around his neck and buried her head in his chest. After a long time, she said softly with tears: "Stinky boy, if I can't find Xi'er, I'll hate you all my life."

This is very unreasonable words, but she is now the only outlet to vent.

Since the loss of Han Chenxi last night, Han Shuilan has been holding on alone, not letting her despair, holding up to tell herself that there will be hope

She is a mother and should have been strong;

but she is also a woman and can be weak.

The son lost, a night passed, but still no message

Han Shuilan doesn't know how long she can hold on, but Liu Yanbo's strong action at the moment at least makes her feel no longer lonely, and her tears are no longer alone, dazed and helpless, because --

his chest is warm, which makes her feel that she has found support.

So if a woman can't rely on herself, why can't she hate her?

Liu Yanbo did not speak any more, but made every step more firm and walked into the deputy director's office.

The hungry Pan Yu Yi saw that Liu Yanbo had brought back not breakfast, but a woman. He felt a nameless anger in his heart and said in a bad tone: "Liu Yanbo, knock on the door and you will die. Do you really regard this as your own home?"

Liu Yanbo didn't pay attention to it, but Han Shuilan couldn't carry it any more. He raised his head and said, "OK, let me down quickly."

This time, Liu Yanbo obediently put her down, then opened the door of the rest room and said, "Mr. Han, you can rest here for a while."

Han Shuilan took a look at Pan Yuyi, who was not very friendly in the distance, and then looked at Liu Yanbo, who was stubborn. Finally, she nodded and gave a gentle "um" sound. Just as she took a step towards the rest room, she felt a pain in her back neck, which made her eyes black.

"Liu Yanbo, what are you doing?" Pan Yu Yi Ran to the road in a hurry.

She has recognized Han Shuilan as the mother of the missing boy last night. She also knows that Liu Yanbo has a deep relationship with this woman, so she doesn't understand his behavior any more.

"She needs a rest." Liu Yanbo said that he picked up the faint Han Shuilan again and walked into the rest room.

The area of the rest room is small, and the layout is simple. Fortunately, the beds are big and warm enough, and there is air conditioning. You don't have to worry about people sleeping in it who will catch a cold.Liu Yanbo gently put Han Shuilan on the bed, covered it with a quilt, and then squatted on the edge of the bed, carefully straightened out some messy hair for her, and did not want to leave for a long time -

his eyes at this time are more gentle than the warm sun in winter, and his actions are more gentle than the spring breeze with willows swinging gently.

He was looking at her, and someone was looking at him.

Pan Yuyi remembers that she has never seen Liu Yanbo so gentle and careful to a woman as she is now. This makes her feel a little bit delicious. She can't help asking, "Liu Yanbo, is she very important to you?"

Is it important?

How important is it?

Liu Yanbo's eyes could not help becoming softer. He remembered that season, his last carefree youth --

"Mr. Han, can I call your sister in the future?"

"Of course you can."

"Sister. Can I go to the big city where you live to find you after I enter the university

"Good! When you are admitted to university, you will come to your sister, who will take you to see the best fireworks. "

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. When did sister cheat you, you stinky boy?"

"Let's pull the hook."

"Hook - hanging - 100 years - no change!"

……

"Sister, I will definitely go to university, and I will find you."

"Brother, I'm waiting for you ~"

When we meet again many years later, we are no longer what we were in that year, but what we said at that time, just like you are still whispering in my ear now -

word by word, until forever.

Liu Yanbo didn't answer pan Yuyi's question directly. Instead, he used his left thumb to hook Han Shuilan's right thumb, and then thumb to thumb, just like when he left that year.

Hook ~ hanging ~ 100 years ~ no change!

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