Chapter 455

Fu Yan lay down for a while, then his eyes turned red and he looked up. There was a lot of wet on his sleeve. He pulled the corners of his mouth and restarted the car. At this time, the car moved.

I drove the car home, parked it in front of the hospital, opened the door, and saw that there was no difference between the two houses. I always felt that there was something missing.

After getting out of the car, he went directly into the house. Aunt Qiu was still in it, and didn't seem to know what had happened.

After seeing him go back, he looked curiously behind him and found that there was no miss song. Her eyebrows wrinkled. Miss Song had been away from home for a long time, at least in her opinion. She thought Mr. Fu had taken Miss Song out to play, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Mr. Fu, what about Miss Song? Why didn't I come back with you? "

Fu Jin's action of changing shoes was stiff, and her eyes were red again. After changing shoes, she went upstairs directly.

"She has something to do. She won't come back for the time being."

Aunt Qiu didn't ask again when she heard that. Anyway, Miss Song can't have anything wrong. With Mr. Fu in, Miss Song won't have anything wrong.

After Fu Jin entered the bedroom, he directly lay on the bed. The room was full of the smell of song September. He took the pillow and held it in his arms. The corners of his eyes were sour. In the dream, she was haunted by nightmares. When he woke up, she was no longer there. Maybe this was the most heartbreaking thing.

Fu Yan's tears flowed down the corner of his eyes slowly. He curled up in a ball. Hearing the knock, he wiped his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a while before he got up.

Outside the door is Mo Yi. Miss Song's body can't be left in the hospital. She always has to ask this person how to deal with it. However, seeing his boss's reddish and moist eyes, his heart seems to be hammered, and he doesn't dare to ask that question again.

"What's the matter?"

Fu Jin opened his mouth and found that his voice was so hoarse.

"Boss, aunt Qiu has made lunch. Come down and have some."

Mo Yi finally swallowed the question. When it came out, he would ask again.

"I'm not hungry."

Fu Jin closed the door, turned to look at everything in the room, suddenly thought of something in general, strode over, closed the balcony, even the curtain was pulled up by him, the whole room suddenly dark down, it seems like this, belongs to the taste of song September will dissipate more slowly.

After all this, Fu Jincai sat on the bed, thinking of his blackened arm just exposed under the white cloth, his heart was repeatedly ground by a file, burning his heart and lungs with pain, and wiped his mouth with a tissue beside him. Only then did he find that he didn't know when he had bitten his lips, and the smell of blood and rust filled his nose.

Song September

Every time he thought of these three words, his eyes would be red once. Finally, he would lie on the bed and shake his shoulders. How could she die? What should he do

Mo Yi, who was guarding the door, didn't dare to go down. He was afraid that something might happen to his boss. His heart trembled at the thought of his red eyes.

Boss, did he cry

Thinking of this, he took out a cigarette and began to smoke it in some distress. We didn't think about Miss Song. Let alone the boss, even he couldn't accept it. A good person would turn into that in a twinkling of an eye. He lay there silently. Fate is really a grind.

Mo Yi smoked a cigarette and coughed twice. He found that the taste of the cigarette was bitter. With a sigh, he went downstairs and twisted the cigarette end out in the ashtray.

After a while, Yu Chuyuan also came. Seeing the scene in the room, he sat beside Mo Yi. Mo Yi had a speaker.

"How can miss song Miss Song Chu, are you sure it's your body

Yu Chuyuan's eyebrows wrinkled. He had compared the DNA several times. How could it not be Miss Song? Although things are very cruel, we can't do this. We can't get out of it all the time.

"Mo Yi, I personally took Miss Song's hair in the villa and compared it with the corpse. It's impossible to make a mistake, unless someone specially designed such a game in which the hair was replaced by the corpse's in advance."

Yu Chuyuan's words were really funny, but Mo Yi took them seriously. He couldn't bear to be like his boss, so he had to fight for even one in ten thousand hopes.

"Maybe that hair is not miss song's? Chuwon, should we compare it again? "

Yu Chuyuan directly smashed a pillow in the past, people can't come back to life after death. Doesn't this person even understand this truth.

"Mo Yi, it's enough for the boss to be disappointed once. If he's full of expectation now, and the result hits him again, he's afraid that he can't accept it more than this time. The boss will survive. Don't think about these things, and don't blindly bring rhythm. Find out the person who hurt Miss Song earlier, so that the other party will die in peace."

As soon as the word "death" came out, Mo Yi's body trembled. These two days, he deliberately avoided the word, but at this time, he was brutally exposed by the person in front of him. It was like reopening the wound that was about to heal, and his painful body trembled."I see."

For a long time, he still said such a few words and closed his eyes with a sigh. Although he wanted Miss Song to be alive, as Yu Chuyuan said, people can't be reborn after death. They can't ignore the reality in front of them and cheat themselves.

Yu Chuyuan got up, looked up at the direction of the upstairs, saw the closed bedroom door, pursed his lips and walked out.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the same lost man and sighed.

"She's really dead. You'd better come out early. So is the boss and so are you."

Chen Yibai's eyebrows frowned. How could September die? How could the charred body be her? It must be these people who hid September.

Yu Chuyuan opened his car and wanted to get on. When he closed the door, his eyes flashed when he saw the person who was still in the same place.

"The boss is sad, too, but the truth is the truth."

He is a doctor, used to life and death, but this time is still very uncomfortable, song September that woman he does not hate, he watched her step by step efforts to become stronger, and strive to become worthy of the boss, such a woman is worthy of others like.

So even if there is a chance of one in ten thousand, he is willing to save her, but what he is afraid of is that it will strike these people who care about her again. Now that the matter is in front of him, he hopes that they can accept it and come out early.

So he drove away and started the car.

Chen Yibai looked at the villa in a daze, and some souls flew into the car. Until he returned to his own place, his heart tingled.