"You remember to call me." She raised her little face and whispered. If he wakes up.

Ye Xiao nodded, his eyes revealing a bit of dampness and heat to reassure her, so generous and tolerant.

She nodded, leaned against the wall, stood up and endured her frozen legs, stepped on one shoe and walked out one foot deep and one foot shallow, Ye Xiao stared at her back, the hand that had just been withdrawn from her shoulder slowly hung down, trembling violently. Didn't she even notice? The nearly ten-centimeter wound in her own palm, the bloodstained ten fingers that were dug up, and the shoes that she didn't know how to lose?

And, and — He—

Even when she saw him from beginning to end, she didn't have the heart to ask, Ye Xiao, does the wound hurt?

Hurt.

But what hurts even more is in her heart that has never been willing to stop, empty to painful.

………………

Return to your home in a downtown apartment. It seems like it's been a long time. She deftly opened the bathroom door, went in, and turned on the faucet of the hot water to the most appropriate place.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, the sky suddenly brightened—

Kyoto. Late autumn. Seven o'clock in the morning.

When the bell rang suddenly in the living room, she almost stiffened, stood there for a long time, and slowly walked out of the hall, only to see the mobile phone she brought back on the transparent coffee table, which was the mobile phone that Ye Xiao stuffed into her hand when he walked out of the hospital, and he brought it back yesterday.

It was covered with blood and mud, the faint power grid was changed to red, and in the dark living room where the curtains were not opened, the screen turned on and off.

She walked over angrily, and her little pale hand reached out and picked it up.

Unfamiliar numbers, flashing on them.

"Hello?" Her voice was hoarse.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, flipped through something, and asked, "Lin Yitong, Miss Lin?" ”

What is the ......? Who is he, who does he know her?

"Are you at home now? Or where? Please give us an address and we have something to bring to you. ”

"You are ......"

"Tang Ran Law Firm."

………………

The lawyer named Tang Ran still remembers the telegram he received that afternoon. Speech.

As the head of one of the top law firms in Kyoto, he can help a little bit with the big and small things between friends. Anyway, there is something that is simple and not simple, and I want him to deal with it. At that time, he at most thought that he was doing things for some big people who were not good at showing his face to the public, and he agreed with a smile, but he was dumbfounded when he was picked up and saw the obvious military license plate.

The door opened, and he saw the silhouette of a tall, tall man.

He's running errands.

The familiar edges and corners, the shining epaulettes, and the office of the military and political building that he had never been to make this lawyer named Tang Ran, who had seen some of the world, stiff all over.

"Help me make a will. It has the force of law and is kept confidential to the outside world. Can it be done? ”

He said so at the time.

Tang Ran seems to have taken over the most difficult case in this life, or rather, he has touched the biggest secret in this life, and he has handled it carefully.

"At seven o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, I will call on time. Words to you. But if I don't, you take this and go find this woman above. ”

At that time, Huo Siran may have felt that if something happened to him, it would probably not exceed this time.

Tang Ran packed up the documents and came out of the office, his friend's hand was on his shoulder, like a thousand pounds, his face was very pale, he naturally knew the identity of this man, and even more knew what his so-called "confidentiality" meant.

The next day, the Chinese side made an official international public statement on the military exercise.

In the afternoon of the same day, the hostages were taken hostage, and at the same time, the tunnel in the coastal section was maliciously blown up, and the collapsed section was 100 meters long.

And that person, life and death are uncertain.

………………

Lin Yitong opened the door, and a man with glasses stood opposite her.

She got out of the way, and he came in with a polite nod.

"This will was made two days ago, I had an agreement with Chief Huo at seven o'clock, and I am keeping my promise," Tang Ran raised his eyes and saw the hand where she picked up the paper, the mottled wounds and the flesh and blood that had been turned over, her fingers were broken, she lowered her eyes busily, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "If there is no problem, sign it here, you keep this document, and the remaining copy will remain with me." ”

When she signed the paperwork, the will was left to her, and whether the person lived or died, it would be their business.

Will.

Lin Yitong stared at the two words on the weak paper. Once, she had seen Huo Siran make a will several times, before carrying out the mission. But there has never been a time when it was so formal.

Real estate, capital, shares, glory. All left to her.

She slowly lowered the paper with her small hand, and she was already trembling to the point of shaking, pressing the pain in her chest, and asked, "Is this okay?" I don't have any direct property inheritance relationship with this person. ”

Tang Ran was stunned.

Then, reaching out and pulling something out of the inside pocket of her suit, she spread it out, and pushed it in front of her.

"This, isn't it called a relationship?" He asked.

She moved her gaze and saw two small notebooks on the transparent coffee table, the corners were slightly worn because they had been kept for too many years, but the words on them were still clear, and the colors of the two notebooks were also so rushing, one red and one green. It was his and her marriage certificate and divorce certificate.

Is this not called a relationship?

Lin Yitong once thought that his tears were about to run dry.

But at that moment, the fog that suddenly surged in her eyes swept her entire eye socket like a tsunami, so hot that she couldn't even control the trembling of her shoulders, and the tears of the bean fell one by one, smashing heavily on the paper, blurring a large trace.

Tang Ran sat on the other side of the sofa, looking at this woman, as if her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.

Fortunately, there was an abrupt ringing bell in the room, and in the basket of clothes behind her, in the middle of the pile of black clothes that could not be seen clearly, it seemed that her mobile phone was ringing.

She couldn't stop trembling, so Tang Ran got up and went to help her get it.

"Lin Yitong," electricity. The words were typed by Deputy Secretary Cen, and his tone was very urgent, so that he only thought about how to call her when he passed, and he was still thinking about it, and the most direct title had already blurted out, because he was in a hurry to say, his focus was on the back, "People are awake, you want to see, just come over quickly." ”

………………

Black vans are speeding down the road.

Tang Ran was shocked by the tremor of the car when he braked, and his arms were numb, but as soon as the central lock was opened, the figure next to him suddenly disappeared, and he only saw the whiteness of running madly towards the inpatient department.

Lin Yitong stumbled upstairs, the wind whistling in her ears, and she didn't know who she knocked down.

"Bang" pushes away. The door, the entire head of the bed was blocked, and the soldiers who had just woken up after staying up all night had red eyes, and Deputy Secretary Cen held on to the railing of the bedside, listening to the director's analysis and instructions on the current situation: "...... The sternum was broken three times, but fortunately it did not penetrate the internal organs, and the bleeding stopped for a while, and there was nothing wrong with it, but the left upper arm was ......"

When the abrupt crash sounded, the director's voice also stopped abruptly.

The slender figure stood at the door, his face pale as a ghost appearing in the blue sky and white sun, like a debt collection spirit. The soldiers present all knew her, and with red eyes, she automatically got out of the way, and she finally saw the man on the hospital bed at this moment-

The eyes that are opened are calm and deep, but the gaze is weak and dazed floating in the air, without focus.

It wasn't until she came that he slowly fell his gaze on her.

Then, it didn't move.

It can be seen that he is mobilizing all the remaining strength in his body, overcoming weakness, focusing on her, and looking at her carefully.

But no one expected—

The slender man's eyes were hazy, and his eyes were glowing with blood red with extreme pain, and he walked up to him step by step, and suddenly "snapped" a slap in his face! The oxygen mask was forced to open an arc, and hung on his face in embarrassment and embarrassment, and his lips were pale and bloodless under the weak breathing.

"Huo Siran," she stared at him with wide eyes, her voice hoarse, and her hot and crystalline tears fell, and she cried out in pain, "I warn you, before you pay me back...... Die, you are not eligible!! ”

Half of his face was crooked, his pale skin and black hair on his sideburns still had blood clots that could not be washed off, but his eyes seemed to be real at this moment, and he had returned from death.

When the rock rolled down with the sound of the explosion, it hurt sharply, but it couldn't hit my heart.

At this moment, the face is hot, but through the subcutaneous nerve, it goes straight to the position of the heart, and the pain is so piercing.