Bai Qingling stared straight at the news in the newspaper.

She knew all the words, but when they were put together, she didn't want to read them.

She closed her eyes, her voice trembling, "Take it." ”

Xiao Zhao took back the newspaper, put it aside, stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at her, without speaking or leaving.

Bai Qingling's thoughts were very chaotic, so chaotic that his brain was dull and his throat was tight, and his chest was out of breath.

She closed her eyes tightly and clutched her chest, bent over, curled into a small ball.

Yan Lou returned to Haicheng after her disappearance and went to war.

He and Bai Dashuai, who were so powerful on the battlefield, disappeared like this, and their life and death were unknown.

She grabbed the pillow and buried her face in it.

Xiao Zhao stood there and looked at her, watching her suffocate in pain and cry in pain.

After a long time, Xiao Zhao heard Bai Qingling's deep nasal voice buried under the pillow.

"You say, will he Yan Lou die?"

"I don't know." She said.

Yan Lou's temporary field command post was attacked by shells, and the entire command post was razed to the ground, and the soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield pieced together in the stumps and broken arms for a long time, and there was not a complete corpse.

In Xiao Zhao's opinion, Yan Lou is already more auspicious.

She looked at Bai Qingling lying there and choked silently.

Unable to bear to look at it any longer, she said, "I'll go to the doctor." Then he turned and pushed the door open and closed it again.

Guarding the door, Xiao Zhao Muran stood still.

In the ward, Bai Qingling finally cried.

At this moment, all calculations, all exploits are not important.

This parting, is it just life and death?

She set up a plan to get him back to Haicheng and let him go to Beicang, but she never thought of killing him.

The newspaper was full of severed limbs and wreckage in the command post that had been blown out of the pit.

How could she believe that the man who had a grudge against her, love and hate, was still alive.

Bai Qingling grabbed the edge of the pillow with one hand, biting the back of his hand and crying in pieces.

owed so much, and repaid so much, it still hurt him after all!

She hurt him!

Yan Lou, Yan Lou, Yan Lou! ——

The cry of biting the back of his hand was not clear, but it was extremely painful.

She could no longer declare her sorrow of great regret, could no longer hypocritically conceal her remorse and belated love, and every image in her mind was like a sharp and toothy file, slow and fierce to cut her heart and lungs.

Xiao Zhao looked back at the window, lying on the bed and biting the back of her hand and letting out a desperate whimper.

She hurts, her heart hurts,

Xiao Zhao thought.

Xiao Zhao Muran looked at the infusion needle that was ripped off by Bai Qingling, and looked at the back of his hand that was bitten by his teeth in order to cover his choking.

She thought for a moment and pushed the door open.

Xiao Zhao walked over and stood on the edge of the bed, held down her bleeding hand that was scratched by the infusion needle, slowly pulled out the back of her other hand, and told her seriously, "Bai Qingling, go find him." ”

Bai Qingling's vision blurred with tears, slowly and stiffly looked up at Xiao Zhao, sobbing and repeating, "Looking for him?" ”

She lowered her face to look at the blood-spattered pillow, "Can you still find it?" ”

Wreckage all over the ground.

Bai Qingling closed his eyes.

"He was looking for you after you disappeared, and now that he's missing, you go to him."

In Xiao Zhao's logical thinking, etiquette is still exchanged.

Yan Lou looked for Bai Qingling, and Bai Qingling went to look for him.

It doesn't matter if it's alive or dead, good or bad.

Bai Qingling opened his eyes blankly, "He, looking for me?" ”

"He's looking for it." When she was stunned, Xiao Zhao changed an infusion needle for her, helped her deal with it again, and said to her, "I'll go find the newspaper, you wait for me." ”

After Xiao Zhao finished speaking, he turned around, thought of something, and turned his head to look at her again, "You have to wait for me." ”

Bai Qingling nodded.

With Bai Qingling's promise, Xiao Zhao put his mind at ease and pushed the door to the psychiatric clinic to pick up the newspaper.

Bai Qingling sat helplessly on the bed in a blue and white striped hospital gown, tears uncontrollably flowing down her cheeks to her chin and smashing on the quilt.

Xiao Zhao was right.

I didn't see the body with my own eyes, why think he was dead.

He may have been injured and hid in a corner, or he may have escaped undetected.

She's going to see, she's going to see.

Bai Qingling clenched his hands tightly, and a glimmer of light entered his dark heart.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Jian Xinian's arm was operated on, the plaster was wrapped in gauze, and he was hung on his chest, with a gentle smile on his pale and bloodless face, he walked over step by step, and looked at Bai Qingling's crying appearance, and his smile deepened, "You see, life is like this, you are missing, he left, he left, and he died." ”

"He's not dead." Bai Qingling didn't look at him, his eyes were fixed on one place, his tone didn't fluctuate, and there was no emotion, "He's missing, he's not dead." ”

"Bai Qingling, you have to accept the reality, the Beicang Field Command Post was attacked by shells, none of the people present survived, and Yan Lou was not likely to be alive. Moreover, whether he dies or not, it has nothing to do with you, you are divorced, you are no longer responsible for him, and he has chosen to leave the Bund and leave you. ”

Jian Xinian looked at the newspaper on the table, walked over and picked it up with one hand, and pointed it out to her, "Look, he's dead, Yan Lou is dead." ”

"He's not dead!" Bai Qingling gritted her teeth, her voice squeezed out from between her teeth, and she looked at Jian Xinian coldly, "I repeat, Yan Lou is not dead." ”

Jian Xinian stopped arguing with her, he put the newspaper aside, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, "Do you hurt?" Allergies, does it hurt? ”

Bai Qingling retracted his gaze indifferently, stared at a point in the void, and shook his head silently, "Allergies don't hurt, Yan Lou is missing, and I just started to hurt." ”

Seeing her undisguised declaration of love, Jian Xinian's gentle smile stiffened for a moment, eased for a moment, and said with a smile, "It always takes time to forget a person, just like my father and mother, I also hurt when they died, but it hurts, it doesn't hurt, you see,"

He pressed his plaster arm, "It doesn't hurt at all." ”

Bai Qingling's eyes were indifferent and cold, "Jian Xinian, we haven't been together for a long time, and the entanglement is not deep, you let me go now, let me go." ”

Jian Xinian shook his head and replied very simply, "Don't let it go." ”

How could Bai Qingling not know that he would not let her go, so he simply said, "The living will not let go, and the dead will not let go." ”

She turned her face and looked directly at him, "Yes, I'm just forcing you now, either let me go, or I'll die, and you let me go again." ”

Jian Xinian had just experienced it yesterday, and he was stunned when he heard this.

His gentle smile faded, and he seemed to think seriously.

If she died, what would happen to him, would it be like the original, it would hurt and it wouldn't hurt.

However, he lowered his eyes, looked at the blood stains on the pillow, looked at the back of her hand that was bitten by her teeth, and after a long time, he raised his head, "If you die, I will accompany you." ”

Bai Qingling didn't understand where his feelings of life and death came from.

It's only been more than half a month since I wanted to get there, and I've only known each other for more than half a month, so why don't you even let go of the corpse like this.

She was silent for a moment and shook her head, "I can't die yet, I'm going to find him." ”

Jian Xinian looked at her, "You are not awake yet, and when you are sober, you will know that people cannot be resurrected after death." ”

He stared at her, "People don't have a next life, no matter how many promises they make, you can't keep threatening me with life and death, it's useless, you know what kind of person I am, since I have made a decision, either you and I will go to Huangquan together or I will die before you." Bai Qingling, do you understand? ”

Such an almost pathological stubbornness, Bai Qingling did not understand.

But it didn't prevent her from refusing, "I don't understand, I don't know what you mean, why do you have to detain me, I have no emotional ties with you, and second, there is no hatred, you just want to find a housewife, you can go and find it, look at the Bund, there are countless better than me, why do you have to be me?" ”

Jian Xinian looked at her and chuckled, "How do you know that there are no bonds and no bonds, and what is so good that you are better than you?" The appearance is not as beautiful as you, the temperament is not as elegant as you, the books are not as good as you, the brain is not as smart as you, how can a woman like you be countless? Bai Qingling, in addition to the value of being used in front of Yan Lou, you have too many things that women don't have. ”

He continued under Bai Qingling's increasingly cold gaze, "So, I won't let you go no matter what. ”

Outside the door, Xiao Zhao was holding a stack of newspapers in his hand, and when he pushed the door open, he heard such a sentence.

The expressionless face was cold.

When Jian Xinian heard the footsteps, he turned his head to look at Xiao Zhao and smiled, "I remember you, you were the first person to hurt me." ”

The wounded man is not the wounded woman.

Bai Qingling pursed his bloodless lips and waved his hand for Xiao Zhao to come over, "Show me." ”

At this time, she had already made up her mind.

I also want to see what happened during the time when she was picked up by the car and sent without contact with everything in the outside world, and what he did when she disappeared.

The moment Jian Xinian saw the newspaper, his gentle smile faded, but he still smiled and said, "I don't know what your relationship with housewarming is, I'm afraid that you will be sad when you see it, so I'm not ready to show it to you." ”

Dozens of newspapers were stacked heavily, and the front page headlines were all felon housewarming arrests and huge missing person notices.

Bai Qingling's heart tugged.

Housewarming is bound to suffer some torture.

If it weren't for her deliberate planning, how could Housewarming do such a thing, and how could Yan Lou be arrested for such a crime.

She flipped to the bottom one by one, and when she saw that the dates of more than half a month in a row, every day were not bad, and the newspapers and periodicals of all sizes were published, she was a little less worried about the housewarming.

Yan Lou has a little understanding of what Bai Qingling does, he does things very simply, killing people is a direct decision, and such an overwhelming ten days will not harm the life of housewarming.

But thinking of this, she closed her eyes.

Even at this point, coupled with the divorce revelation sent by Jian Xinian, he should suspect that she had already left him and flown away.

That's why I stopped looking for people, and I decided to go to Beicang.

Bai Qingling's hands trembled, and large tears dripped on the newspaper, wetting the words on it.

Where he is going to fight, he is clearly going to die!

Jian Xinian looked at her, and Xiao Zhao looked at Jian Xinian.

"You get out." Xiao Zhao said.

When this voice went out, it naturally wouldn't be said to Bai Qingling.

Jian Xinian raised his eyes to look at her, and there was a gentle smile on his handsome face, "There was a daughter in the Zhao family in the previous dynasty, who was powerful and fast, wise but ruthless, but whoever was born a girl would be drowned, how did you survive?" ”

Xiao Zhao stared at him expressionlessly, neither speaking nor moving.

Bai Qingling raised her face suddenly, she reached out and pulled Xiao Zhao, "Jian Xinian won't hurt you," she turned her head to look at Jian Xinian, "Isn't it!" ”

Jian Xinian looked back at her with a smile, and the smile deepened, "You let her out, I'll tell you." ”

Bai Qingling said to Xiao Zhao, "I'll be fine, you go out to find a doctor, and I will also go to Yan Lou." ”

Xiao Zhao stared at her for a while, nodded, and turned his face to look at Jian Xinian, "The Jian clan is not dead yet." ”

With that, she turned to leave.

Jian Xinian was stunned, and turned his head to look at Xiao Zhao who walked out of the door and closed the door.

Bai Qingling didn't know Xiao Zhao's origins, but she still remembered that when the doctor first said that she liked Xiao Zhao and wanted to be friends with her, she mentioned that she had something special, and as for what it was, she didn't have a chance to say anything later.

Now it seems that Xiao Zhao's life experience is about related to Jian Xinian.

The door closed, and she said to Jian Xinian, "I'll use Xiao Zhao to make a deal with you." ”

Jian Xinian smiled faintly, "You are suddenly so cruel to your friends, so I can't even tell you to use her to make a deal with you." ”

Bai Qingling knew that he was thinking badly.

He continued, "She's different, I don't care about her identity, and I don't know," Bai Qingling said coldly, "What do you want to trade with her?" ”

"The last word, is it a threat or," he paused, "or a fact." ”

Bai Qingling narrowed his eyes, "Condition." ”

"What else do you think I have that you want?" Jian Xinian smiled bitterly, looking lonely, knowing whether to refuse, she still asked her, "I'll give it to you, will you either?" ”

Bai Qingling shook his head and said in Jian Xinian's lost smile, "I want to be free." ”

Jian Xinian lowered his eyes.

I didn't speak for a long time.

Bai Qingling knew that he had made the right bet.

In Xiao Zhao's last sentence, 'The Jane clan is not dead', probably not his parents, but his immediate family.

She didn't care who it would be, but she didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

"Okay." After Jian Xinian finished speaking, he looked at Bai Qingling, "If she tells me where my sister is, I will set you free." ”

"It can't be!" Bai Qingling frowned, "She has been in the hospital, even if she knows the news of your Jian clan, she will not know where your relatives are, and besides, what she said does not necessarily mean that your relatives are still alive." ”

This is very sensible and cruel.

After Bai Qingling finished speaking, he looked at the injury in his eyes, his lips moved, and he turned his face, "If she is really alive, she knows the news, I will let her tell you, if you don't know, you can't embarrass her, and you must also set me free." ”

Jian Xinian looked at her deeply and replied for a long time.

Bai Qingling was surprised by his compromise, but he was also very glad for his compromise.

Twisting his face back to speak, his gaze crashed into his deep eyes.

Bai Qingling was silent for a moment, "I'm sorry." ”

She did take advantage of both of them at the same time.

Xiao Zhao, Jian Xinian.

used his feelings for her, took advantage of his cherishing of family affection, and also took advantage of Xiao Zhao's trust in her.

*

Bai Qingling left the Bund.

A man was carrying a leather chest with her clothes and her money.

Before leaving, Jane told her when he drove her to the train station that it was only a short goodbye and that he would definitely bring her back after he found out about his sister.

At that point, he wouldn't let it go again.

Bai Qingling sat by the car window and looked at the scenery flashing outside the window.

It's the middle of summer.

Yan Lou was still waiting for her.

The train arrived in Ningcheng, and after changing trains, she went straight to Haicheng.

Out of the train station, the bustling crowd was mixed with many strangers.

Bai Qingling listened to the familiar local accent, and his eyes turned red.

She never thought she would come back one day.

Sighing from the bottom of her heart, she got out of the platform, ready to go to Bai Wensheng to buy a car, and hire another coachman to go to Beicang.

In the chaotic crowd, an inconspicuous eleven or twelve-year-old child suddenly reached out and grabbed Bai Qingling's box in his hand, and then handed it to the other one.

There were too many people, even if she watched the box being transferred to the hands of many people and slowly disappearing into the crowd, she couldn't squeeze it out and grab it back.

There were so many people that she couldn't wave her hand, and she only had time to grab the one closest to her.

The people had already dispersed, and no one cared about the eleven or twelve-year-old child she had caught.

The child became an outcast, helplessly crying for help.

Bai Qingling frowned, "You snatched my box and called for help, did I say I was going to kill you?" ”

She didn't care about the money and clothes in the box, but she didn't want to be counted by others so easily.

Seeing that she didn't say that she wanted to retrieve the box, nor did she say that she was going to send him to the patrol room, the child was really relieved, hesitated for a while, and when he looked up again to see her face carefully, he opened his mouth and said, "Mrs. Yan! ”

Bai Qingling raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?" ”

"You are Yan Dashuai's wife!" The boy became excited as if he had won a great treasure, "Yan Dashuai has been in the newspaper for more than half a month, and the reward for finding people has risen to 100,000 yuan!" ”

Bai Qingling was stunned, "You say, Yan Dashuai?" ”

"Yes, Yan Dashuai," the boy stopped halfway through speaking, and said with a sad face, "But Yan Dashuai is dead, and it is useless to find Mrs., no one is willing to spend 100,000 yuan to find you." ”

Bai Qingling was subconsciously stunned, his hand was loosened, and the boy ran away without looking back as soon as he struggled.

She looked at the street in distraction, and for a long time, she squatted down, her face buried in her arms.

No matter how much she swore to go to him, everyone said he was dead.

She bit her lip and bit out the blood.

Just endure not crying.

If even she thinks he's dead, then there really won't be anyone in this world looking for him anymore.

Even if he died, she couldn't let him wander alone in Beicang.

Alone for so many years, she couldn't leave him alone anymore.

A moment later, the sound of footsteps on the ground in front of her leather shoes sounded, and the figure blocked the heat of the scorching sun, and in the shadows, she raised her face.