"No, he won't die so easily. I'm going to find him in Uruk. I'll find him!"

She immediately took out the mobile phone several times, but did not take it out of the bag. She simply flipped the bag, and the contents fell to the ground.

When she found the phone number of the travel agency, she immediately called the other party no matter what time it was. "Hello, I want to go to Urumqi. It doesn't matter how much money it costs. I want to go there as soon as possible."

The people there finally understood what she meant, but they didn't immediately agree, "now it's very dangerous there. There are small attacks in recent days. There are all going out and none going inside. I can help you to handle the relevant procedures, but it's really life-threatening. This is not a joke, are you sure?"

That sentence I am sure to turn around in Ao Xue's mouth, want to say, but the heart is beating, a selfish idea is manipulating her.

For a long time, "no, excuse me."

Hang up the phone, she held the mobile phone and sat on the ground for a whole night.

The next day, Ye's servants were surprised to see the fierce Ao Xue, and immediately went to ask the housekeeper.

Si Wenbing arrived. "What can I do for you?"

"What do you have to do with my sister?" Ao Xue shouts inside, "Ding Yi Yi, you come out."

Ye family happened to be in the living room. Ye Zimo came out with a cold face, "I thought I had given you enough opportunities."

See ye Zimo, Aoxue dare not be presumptuous, but after seeing Ding Yiyi, her look immediately firm.

Ding Yiyi don't understand what happened, some doubt looking at a pair of Aoxue to Xingshi.

When Ao Xue wants to open his mouth, ye Zimo takes the lead, his voice is low, "think clearly."

"I've figured it out." Ao snow out of control like shouting, "Ding Yiyi! Nianmo is dead. He has died in the explosion in Uruk. Why don't you die instead of him? "

"No!" The first scream is not Ding Yiyi, but Xia Yihan. Her face is pale and her body is constantly shaking. Suddenly, her body slips.

Ye Zimo quickly takes people into his arms, picks her up and takes a cold look at Aoxue. The latter suddenly feels cold. If it was not for ye nianmo, she would not have the courage.

Ding Yiyi stood in the same place, she could not hear anything or see anything, her head was full of buzzing noise, but her thoughts became clearer and clearer.

"Is Nian Mo dead?"

"You madman She suddenly toward still standing Ao snow quickly walk, reach out a Yang, hit each other heavily a slap, complexion is very cold, "before say what had better consider clearly."

Aoxue's face was beaten to the other side. Seeing that the other side was like this, she felt a sense of pleasure and leveled off the pain in her heart.

"Hahaha, you are the last one to know. He is dead! Dead, dead! You can't even see his last face. "

Another slap, Ding Yiyi's face was quiet and terrible, his body stood straight, "you can continue to be so presumptuous."

Si Wenbing motioned the bodyguard to take people away. Ao Xue was still shouting when he was taken away, "why don't you let me say it! What qualifications do you have to let me go! "

He turned around and looked at Ding Yiyi. The latter's mood was magnificent, but the more calm he looked, "what did she say? I want to listen. "

In the living room, ye Chuqing and Sophia sit on both sides of Ding Yiyi. They can't guess how the other party will break out later, so they can't leave.

"So he disappeared a week ago, didn't he?" Ding Yiyi's eyes are dull.

"Yes."

"Who sent me the message that day?"

Si Wenbing gently put the mobile phone on the table, "sorry."

Seeing the mobile phone, she sat straight on her back and suddenly stepped down, "so, is it true?"

"Sister in law." Ye Chuqing couldn't see it and cried out, "sister-in-law, don't do this. You can cry. It's better to cry."

She picked up her cell phone and went upstairs. "I'm tired. None of you will come to quarrel with me."

"Sister in law." Ye Chuqing cried to catch up, but was stopped by Hai Zhuo Xuan. He shook his head gently. Now, no one can help her. She has to rely on her own jokes to get through this difficult situation. Not only she, but everyone is.

There is no light in the room, the curtain is pulled layer by layer, a little light will not penetrate in, Ding Yiyi sits in the corner of the wall, occasionally looking at the mobile phone placed beside him.

Pick up the phone, click on the interface, and then press the call log, which shows her nickname from page 1 to page 3.

"Wife."

She stroked the two times and accidentally pressed the dial button. A ring rang in the room. She listened until the phone came out, "Hello, the number you dialed can't be connected. Please dial again later."

After quitting the address book, she opened the SMS mailbox. After two people were together, both sides had never seen each other's mobile phone. Once he even complained about why she didn't chase after his mobile phone. If you love each other, you want to know everything about each other.She suddenly chuckled out, "sometimes how to be like a child."

Laughter in the lonely space quickly dissipated, followed by a thick sadness and helpless, she laughed, one message after another slowly look.

"Come back tonight, cover the quilt, don't wait for me, I will go back as soon as possible."

"What are you doing? You were tired last night. Have a good rest today. I'll pick you up after work

"Yi, I love you."

Tears hit the screen, the font became blurred, she quickly to wipe, not wipe clean, another tear quickly fell down, blurred the screen, she cried.

"I love you, too."

At night, Ding Yiyi opens the room, carries a small backpack on his back, and sees the people sitting on the sofa, she says: "father-in-law."

Ye Zimo is not surprised that she has made such a decision. She will not give up if she does not let herself go.

"It's very dangerous there. Now the political situation is turbulent. Liu Qiang and ye Bo will protect you."

"Good."

"Take care of yourself."

"If..." "If I die there, please help me take care of the children."

Ye Zimo said faintly: "think about ink painting and ye Miao."

Ding Yiyi body a shock, silently nodded, the driver has been waiting outside, took her backpack, opened the door, "madam."

She took a look at the distance, the familiar scenery, the fountains carved in the shape of dolphins, and the family's favorite garden. The scenery was quiet in the quiet night.

After waiting for someone to leave, ye Zimo sighed. When he got up, he saw his granddaughter standing at the foot of the stairs, tearful.

Ye Shuimo only knew what happened today. Seeing her mother leave to look for her father, she was too scared to know what to do.

"Will mom and dad come back?" She asked, originally did not want to cry, but tears are brush to the whereabouts.

Ye Zimo pursed his lips and went to her. He reached out and touched her head. He said in a soft voice, "everyone should learn to grow up. Ink painting is the time to grow up."

"If growing up is pain, I don't want to grow up." Ye Shuimo cried and ran upstairs.

Ye Zimo looked at her figure, and when she could not see, he changed direction. In this matter, some people should learn to grow up, others should learn to obey the will of God, no one can stay away from it.

Xia Yihan wept silently. She couldn't accept the wound that the white haired man sent the black haired man. The doctor watched the drops for her. The last time, she took out the dropper and took the bottle.

"Mrs. Xia, you can't go on like this. You should have a good rest and adjust your mind."

Xia Yihan looks down at the pale finger and is silent.

Dr. Duan walked out of the room and sighed heavily. He saw the man coming towards this side, "Mr. Ye."

"How is she?"

The latter shook his head, "the situation is not very good," Huangdi Neijing "has long said very clearly:" anger hurt the liver, like sad, sad lung, think about the spleen, fear of injury to the kidney, all diseases are born of Qi. " It's a great story. To be honest, many people did not die of old age, died of disease, but died of anger. The wife is extremely sad now, that is, her heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney are all damaged. She is not willing to let these all out. It will not take long for her body to cross. "

"I see."

He walked into the room, Xia Yihan quietly side to him, "please don't say anything to me, I don't want to listen, no matter what."

Her back was gently hugged, and her body was shocked, and her neck suddenly had a moist stroke.

Ye Zimo's voice was very deep, "please, Yihan, don't leave me, I can't imagine the days without you."

She was silent, shocked and sad. She turned to hold her head in silence and sighed heavily.

The next day, when ye Zimo left, the people beside him were still deep asleep, and there were sleeping pills on the table.

As soon as I went downstairs, I received a phone call from my subordinates, "Mr. Ye, there is something wrong with the hotel."

Before finishing speaking, the phone was taken in the past, and a deep boy sounded, "Mr. Ye, excuse me, the hotel you provide is really good, very much to my heart."

"Now that I'm here, I'll pay all the expenses. I'll let you have the bill later." He hung up the phone, walked out of the hall and noticed someone looking at him in the corner.

He waved to Ye Shuimo, "come here."

"Grandfather" Ye Shuimo has tears in his eyes. After his father's accident, everything in the family has changed. Everyone's face has lost his smile. The home is very gloomy. She doesn't want to go to school at all, and she can't find the meaning of her own existence.

Ye Zimo touched her head again as usual, "when ink and wash grow up, can you help my grandfather?"

She nodded silently, "OK."

"Accompany grandma and other family members. Ink painting in Ye's house is the little sun. If the sun doesn't shine, other people will be more sad."

Little sun? Ye Shuimo watched his grandfather leave the car.The hotel, ye Zimo just arrived at the door, the bodyguard standing at the door welcomed him, "we don't know how the other party can find here, even has the room card."

"Yes." Ye Zimo walked into the room. The man sitting in the room had met the president of the Council of a certain financial association. He was older than him.

"Mr. Ye, we have thought for a long time. In order to show our respect for you, we still let me come here. After all, we have met several times before."

Ye Zimo glanced at the gold handle, and the latter sat idly on the sofa, looking at his eyes as if to say, look, everything I said is right.