Chapter 1534

She quickly reached out to untie it. The more impatient she was, the worse she could do it. The whole person's face turned red and she wanted to get all the buttons.

One hand gently flicks her hand away and places it on her chest. The big hand can help him untie the buttons flexibly, and then match them one by one.

Two people are very close, his head down when playing, breathing from time to time will spray on her neck, Ding Yi desperately raised his head, praying that he would not suddenly look up to see his embarrassment.

Outside, Xia Yihan looks at the time and is ready to press it again. However, his hand is wrapped by another big hand. Ye Zimo looks clear. Looking at his muddled wife, he lightly suggests that he should sit down in the coffee shop nearby.

Even if it's just like Xia Yihan, her decades of husband and wife life still let her quickly figure out what's going on. She looked at him coyly and said in a low voice, "I didn't say it earlier. Let me press so many times."

At this time, the door opened, ye nianmo stood at the door, "parents."

Ding Yiyi hid behind him, thinking of the scarlet on his face, and howled in his heart. The other party didn't seem to see it. Several people came into the room.

Ye nianmo took a look at the door, his eyes flashed and a trace of doubt, heard Ding Yiyi calling him, he answered, and then turned to close the door.

At the other end, the outer wall of the villa. Beck plans to use the old method to climb over the wall, and then go to the villa to find Xia Yihan.

As soon as he put his hands on the wall, he heard a lazy cat call. When he climbed up the wall, he found a fat Persian cat sitting on the top of the wall looking at himself.

The cat has a different color of eyes. Although it is dirty, it still looks lazy and meows twice to him.

Baker recognized that this was the Persian cat that Ding Yiyi had been looking for, and wanted to take it back to her by the way. Unexpectedly, he just reached out and jumped off the wall with convenience and agility.

After he jumped off the wall, he found that the Persian cat ran into a dilapidated villa that looked deserted. It suddenly occurred to him that he had seen the Persian cat the last time.

Without much thought, he followed the Persian cat into the villa. The door was not locked at all. He pushed it gently and the door opened with a squeak.

It was very dark in the room. As soon as he raised his foot, he stepped on an empty bottle. The empty bottle rolled around as if it had hit something. It stopped and then made a crisp crash sound.

He groped for the switch, and finally found the switch button in the back of the porch. When he pressed it, the light was bright and the furnishings in the room were clear.

The furnishings in the room are as dilapidated as the scenery outside. There are wine bottles all over the floor, the dusty blanket on the ground, and a thick spider web on the unfinished instant noodles. There is a faint pungent smell. From the corner, there is SISO's voice. He looks at it. It is a litter of mice.

The Persian cat was squatting on the small refrigerator in the corner, licking his hair, turning a blind eye to the nest of mice, and holding a little hostility to Beck's visit.

Seeing him approaching, his hair changed, his eyes moved, his body pouted back slightly, and his soft tail swayed up and down from time to time.

Beck approached and stretched out his hands to hold the Persian cat in his arms. How could he know that the other party immediately turned away when his hand reached out. He not only threw himself into the air, but also nearly fell down because he stepped on the glass bottle under the refrigerator.

He reached out his hand in a hurry to find a place to support. In a panic, he pushed open a door. The smell of corruption came from the door. It was the smell of food spoiling. It was disgusting.

Persian cat at his feet "meow meow meow meow" call, from time to time stretched out its front paw to put two lips to lick, a look of irrelevant.

He looked around the house. There was a pile of expired food in the corner. The ham sausage which had been bitten into the package bag, had already produced worms, green mold cake, and a lot of messy things. It seems that the owner had left in a hurry at the beginning, and even didn't care to clean the food.

At the other end of the wall, near the window, there was a large table. The table was very clean. There was a very large album on it. He had not paid attention to the album. He was about to close the door. The annoying Persian cat ran up to the table, staring at him with round eyes.

"All right, naughty boy." Beck shrugged his shoulders, smoothed up the cloth at the cuffs, and strode closer to the table.

There is a picture of a woman in the photo album. The woman is sitting in the car, bathed in the sun. You can see that the scenery outside the window is rapidly passing by, but the woman seems to squint as if she didn't care.

Right? It was not the sight of enjoyment, but the sight of fear and worry. She looked out of the window, and her beautiful eyes were filled with worry. It seemed that a devil was taking pictures for her, pushing her into the dark abyss.

"Ding Yiyi?" Beck was very surprised. He picked up the photo and found that there was a string of numbers behind it. He immediately thought that it might be time, and once he thought about it, that group of times showed a year ago.

A year ago, Ding Yiyi was badly injured in the fire, but now it has been confirmed that Aoxue was in the fire, and Ding Yiyi was rescued and had an air crash on the plane.The person who rescued Ding Yiyi was the one who took the photo. It was this person who put Ao Xue in Ding Yiyi's house and caused severe burns.

So, the question is, who is this man?

The Persian cat did not leave, but squatted beside the photo album. Its fat body occupied the big wall of the table. It buried its head in its own forelimbs, slightly shaking its body and nodding with its eyes closed. It seemed that it had forgotten that it was still playing cat catching game a minute ago.

Beck opened the album, and sure enough, it was full of Ding Yiyi's photos, each with a date on the back, and the photos were cut off one day a year ago.

The last photo of a year ago was in the airport waiting hall. Ding Yiyi stood by looking at a little girl with a tired face. Her mother was binding her hair.

After a few blank pages, the photo reappeared. The date is very fresh, which is not long ago. It can be seen that it was not taken in person, but secretly.

The way Ding Yiyi sits in the car, the way she walks in the neighborhood, the way she goes to the vending machine to buy juice.

Wait! What's that! He held the photo of Ding Yiyi going to buy juice in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the figure reflected in the transparent glass of the vending machine.

The man was wearing a casual suit, and his whole face was not covered by his mobile phone. It was a handsome young man.

"It's the dead man." Beck said excitedly that he finally understood the whole story and the connection of the characters.

The dead man rescued Ding Yiyi at the scene of the fire, but he didn't want people to find out that Ding Yi was not there, so he resisted Ao Xue to the scene of the crime.

Aoxue is totally different because of severe burns, but Ding Yiyi is separated from the dead man in the air crash, until a year and a half later, ye nianmo finds Ding Yiyi, and at the same time, this man also finds Ding Yiyi.

Look at the picture, he must still want to take Ding Yiyi away, and at this time Aoxue wakes up, but how does he reach an agreement with Aoxue? What did they say to each other? Why Ao Xue killed him cruelly in the end.

Ye nianmo's inaction this time is better understood, because he also hates the man. Even if he does not have the heart to kill the man, but Ao Xue, why don't he do something to let the man die tragically and avenge Ding Ding Yiyi's suffering?

All these are his inferences and assumptions. The closer we get to the truth, the more fog there is. It seems that there is a huge kaleidoscope in front of him. Every time he comes to see it, the kaleidoscope will change into a different style and color.

He walked around the room with his hands on his back, saying, "what kind of agreement has been made?"

The room was very dark, and the Persian cat purred just by the faint light from the living room.

The man walking around the room stopped, his eyes returned to the table, and his mind had drifted away. According to the time figures on the back of the book, the man must be very strict. Is there a possibility to cooperate with Aoxue, that is, to back up everything, to avoid Aoxue's repentance, and to have another chance to threaten her.

Thinking of this, he went back to the table and opened the drawer. The drawer was full of some famous foreign novels in pure English. "Madame Bovary", "red and black" and "Anna Karenina" looked around, but there was nothing but foreign famous novels.

He did not give up, and he was ready to open the drawer on the right. The drawer made a "stabbing" sound with his pulling voice, which was obviously locked.

The more tightly hidden things are, the more valuable or secret they are. He was so excited that he felt that the locked cabinet must contain important information.

He pulled a few times, the cabinet is still shrunk only, like the soldiers waiting for the city wall in ancient times, no matter how you attack, the other side will not be able to break.

Of course, this difficulty can't make him give in. He sat down in sweat and studied the structure of the whole cabinet. He thought about the whole cabinet. At last, he was surprised to find that the wooden cabinet had a certain age. It was embedded into each other, and the cabinet could be opened separately.

Soon, he took out the cabinet alone, but the contents of it let him down. What are these? There is no knitted sweater, old glasses, a daily account of buying vegetables, and an upper embroidered with peony flowers.

But at this time, the Persian cat woke up, not only awake, but also a little excited. It ran to his feet, raised its head and called softly.

"Meow meow meow meow"

what is it calling? It's so affectionate and serious that it seems to have all the feelings that a cat can have, and it seems that it has surpassed the feelings that a cat can have. Now it is a person.

Baker thought it might be his former owner's property. He touched the cat's hairy head, and the other party did not hide. It seemed that he was alone in grief.