It was the afternoon when they returned to Yufu jewelry. The winter sun hit the glass window, shining the mottled jadeite inside. The whole interface was completely new.

The waiter at the door of the shop yelled "Hello, boss". However, his eyes fell on Song ye, who was outstanding in appearance. Zhao Zhen's attitude towards song ye in the shop still makes people wonder.

"What about Yunhua?" Song Ye swept a circle, did not see the familiar figure, turned to ask the attendant around.

The waiter was stunned and then replied, "she's sleeping in the lounge. I don't think she looks good."

"Well, thank you." Song ye thanks and goes straight into the door of the shop towards the rest room.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't respond, the waiter suddenly realized that Yunhua was not Zhao Zhen's little lover, but the child's relationship.

On the way to the rest room, song Ye's step seems to be a bit hasty. Yunhua was killed by Dashan in the last life, and she didn't come to live in Yuncheng with her at all. She was used to being alone and busy with her own affairs. It was really wrong for her to leave Yunhua in Yufu jewelry and neglect her care.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor is the rest room. At this time, the door of the room is closed. At first glance, there is silence. But song ye can hear the sound of the room. She approached the door quietly and put her palm on it. For a moment, everything in the lounge became clear and audible.

However, song Ye's eyebrows jumped, and a crack broke on her cold face. Without hesitation, she lifted her foot, kicked open the door and rushed in. She pulled Yunhua's wrist on the sofa hard in her palm. The force was so strong that her wrist made a tiny click. The pain made Yunhua's strength loose and her fruit knife fell On the ground.

"Song Ye... " Yunhua's face was as white as paper, and the faint light was in her trance eyes. She looked at the girl standing in front of her deeply and shallowly. Seeing this face, her memory seemed to go back to the night of escape.

Song Ye ignored her poor pale face, and her voice was cold as if to be frozen into ice, "do you want to die?" The bloodstain on the fruit knife has not yet solidified. The woman's slender arm is still covered with blood. She witnessed the scene of Yunhua's self mutilation, which made her heart suffer a huge impact. She couldn't restrain her anger and rushed to the top of her head.

"Die..." Yunhua murmured the word, and tears fell in his eyes, shaking his head, and the whole person curled up in Song Ye's arms, "I don't want to die, don't live that kind of life, but song ye, I'm so dirty. In those years, I had a very dirty life. Even if I lie in a clean bed, I can smell the smell of my body. I hate that I didn't kill them with my own hands, those scum and animals

The roar in Song Ye's arms seemed to have exhausted the strength of Yunhua's whole body. With the tears running down, all the feelings of forbearance and unbearable memories burst out. The two bloody arms tightly encircled her waist and dyed each other red.

Song Ye stiff body, that used to the cold face in tears was a little broken.

After she was 15 years old, there was no weakness and tears in her life. Self settlement and injury were insults to her. She was willing to eat human flesh and drink blood to survive. Therefore, at this time, she did not know how to comfort a woman with trauma in her heart.

Finally, she can only stiff body, gently put her hand on her back, learn to take care of children's appearance of adults, pat once.

Maybe it was because song ye had the same experience with her, and the one who pulled her back from the grottoes. Yunhua always had a sense of dependence on Song Ye. After venting her tears, she was finally able to sleep for a while.

When song Ye walks out of the room, Zhao Zhenzhen stands by the window at the end of the room, looking at her with a complicated look, and then stops saying, "Yunhua, is she ok..."

Song Ye's face is still a little gloomy, nodded, did not say more, "Uncle Zhao, is there a computer in the store?"

“…… Yes Zhao zhenleng for a moment, went to the next room and opened the door, "this computer is bought back years ago, I haven't had time to learn, it has been put useless."

Song Ye walks in and starts the machine. Sure enough, she sees that the system is downloading. Taking advantage of this time, she looks up at Zhao Zhen and says, "Uncle Zhao, I'm not yet an adult. I need a new guardian to leave the Song family. The only person I can think of is you. I don't know what you think?"

Her rebirth time is still short, the previous contacts can not be easily contacted, and the only reliable partner is Zhao Zhen.

"Be your guardian!" Zhao Zhen was really shocked. On the one hand, he ignored song Ye's age. On the other hand, he didn't expect song ye to trust him so much. To know that song Ye is a multimillionaire now, who becomes a guardian is equal to having a certain right to control this property. Although most of the minors who claimed to be divorced from their families were rebellious, Zhao Zhen had always been quite disgusted. However, when we thought of the Song family that we met at noon, Zhao Zhen really wanted to praise song Ye's decision-making, "OK, as long as you can trust me, I'm fine."

"Well, please ask Uncle Zhao to take care of sister Yun for me." Song Ye opened the page to connect with the Internet. After Zhao Zhen went out, he began to move on the keyboard. Countless pages were transferred out on the screen. The dense code dazzled people, but song Ye didn't look at it. He changed the code directly, and then quickly erased the trace.She intruded into cloud city's Hukou file system, moved her account to Zhao Zhen's name within three minutes, and by the way, made Yunhua's identity her own sister.

After finishing this, she fingered and re intruded into the official data of Lincheng. She found the group of people captured in the mountains and determined the location of the detention. Just as she was about to withdraw, she suddenly noticed the warning sign in the menu bar.

It was It's been tracked.

Crackling, song Ye's fingertips did not stop at all, successively mobilized all IP addresses inside and outside cloud city to cover up the other party's tracking. Under thousands of data attacks, the other party's tracking was completely interrupted in more than ten seconds, leaving only one message left by the other party on the page.

"Who are you?"

Song Ye glanced at the page and looked at the simple, hard to punctuation question on the top. Somehow, a cold and icy face appeared in his mind.

Didi In the remote mountain base of Yuncheng, Qin Zhan stood next to the computer, with cigarette in his fingertips, and looked at a dark screen. After a long time, he told the soldiers operating the computer: "let people inform Lincheng prison that someone will rob prison."

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